Swords are sharp weapons, guns are sharp weapons, fists are sometimes sharp weapons, and anything that can hurt people is a sharp weapon.

In the rivers and lakes, people often take advantage of the momentary speed, the momentary courage of blood and energy, and use sharp weapons in vain, so that the relatives are painful and the enemies are happy.

But few people realize that what people say is also a sharp weapon, and it hurts people more than swords, guns, and fists.

At least Jiang Xiyi has never been afraid of swords, but this time facing Jiang Wei, she already felt that she was drenched in blood.

It's not a bad thing to be able to live well, and too many people in this world want to live, but it's not just "alive".

For example, Jiang Wei is such a person.

The wine in the wine jar she picked up slowly flowed into the jade bowl, and after drinking it all, she poured another bowl, and the sound was very good, Jiang Xiyi looked at the amber wine, and slowly flowed into the bowl, and for a moment there was an illusion, as if the wine would never be finished.

After Jiang Xiyi sighed, she casually picked up the wine jug next to her and wanted to pour herself a bowl of wine, but when she just mentioned it, she knew that there was no wine in this wine jug because it was empty.

She was tempted to drink now, not because she was thirsty, but because there seemed to be a wound that had been uncovered, and there seemed to be pus coming out of the blood, and she wanted liquor to clean the wound.

Jiang Wei smiled, turned out a new jade bowl, lifted the wine jar and poured her a full bowl of wine in person, and continued: "These are all what you told me, you said that you are a monster with no past, no future and no present, you said that you should not live in this time, you should die." ”

Jiang Xiyi shook his head and said, "No, I have, I have the past." ”

Jiang Wei pulled the corners of her mouth, with a smile on her face, but the smile was far from seeping into her eyes, she said, "Where is your past?" ”

Jiang Xiyi shook his head and said, "I don't know, I'm still looking for it." ”

Jiang Wei said: "What about your future?" ”

Jiang Xiyi stared at the bowl of good-looking wine, but did not drink it, and after sighing, his expression was a little gloomy, and he sighed: "When I find my past, of course I will have a future." ”

Jiang Wei sneered and said, "What about now?" What is your life like now? ”

Right now?

Jiang Xiyi felt that he had obviously just woken up from drunkenness, but now he seemed to be drunk again.

She wanted to get up, she wanted to run away, but she could only sit still, without strength.

Maybe she never woke up, and from the moment she opened her eyes, she was drunk.

Jiang Wei was still smiling, her voice was the same as Jiang Xiyi thought, when she was happy, her voice was as beautiful as the tinkling spring water, but the words she said made her heart chill, she said: "What's the point of you living like this?" Maybe it's better to die, and then you can be free. ”

Jiang Xiyi's hands stiffened.

Her hands have always been steady and flexible, because she is a swordsman, for a swordsman, her hands must be able to draw her sword all the time and make moves, but now, not only can she not move her hands, but she can't even move anywhere in her body.

Jiang Wei's words came into her mind word by word, and then pieced together word by word into a sentence, every word and every sentence was a sword, a needle, deeply pierced into her body, pierced into her brain, Jiang Xiyi raised his hands and held his head when he was unconscious.

The splitting headache could no longer describe how she felt now, it was a pain that was simply unbearable, so painful that her face covered in frost had been distorted, and even faintly twitched.

It hurt so much that I even thought about dying.

Jiang Wei accurately mentioned the problem that Jiang Xiyi had not wanted to face and had been avoiding, forcing her to start thinking really now.

"What is the purpose of continuing to live like this?"

"Why don't you just choose to end this seemingly glamorous, but in fact illusory life?"

"No one will always remember my existence, everyone only remembers Jiang Xiyi, is Jiang Xiyi me? What do I live for? ”

Jiang Wei had a pair of bright autumn pupils, with a happy smile, she was very satisfied with everything in front of her, and to her ears, the call of the thrush in the birdcage on the table was so pleasant.

At first, when someone else caught this bird for her, she put it in a golden wire cage, and it didn't like it and wanted to escape. Jiang Wei gave it good food and drink at first, but she couldn't let it lose its heart to leave, and in the end, she broke its wings, and after raising it again, it didn't want to leave.

Because it can't fly, it can only stay.

Thinking of this, the smile on Jiang Wei's face was even bigger, even a little weird, and a little cruel, and she poured herself another bowl of wine.

The sword is in the sheath, and the sheath is on the waist.

The moment Jiang Xiyi lowered his head, he saw the hilt of the sword on his waist.

Silver, with silk threads still wrapped around it, Jiang Xiyi already knew what it was like to hold it before he held it.

And only she can know how it feels.

Because except for Jiang Xiyi himself, no one can pull out this sword, and no one can lift it.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiyi put down her hands, her already pale face turned even paler, and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, wiped the corners of her eyes, and flowed onto her chin. All the struggles and all the waves in her eyes had disappeared and returned to calm, as if from a rough sea to a dark and waveless deep well.

She looked silently at the hilt of her sword.

The sword, which had been with her for an unknown amount of time, had begun to tremble.

It's not because of the desire to get out of the sheath, it's not because it wants to fight.

It's roaring.

It's wailing.

The sword was supposed to be a dead thing, but at this moment, it seemed to come to life, it had a soul of its own, so it was reluctant to unsheath, and it seemed that it had also become a human being, valuing love and righteousness.

It's just a pity that a sword is just a sword after all, a weapon, not a person. It appeared in this world, and its original meaning was to kill people, no matter who held it or who the tip of the sword pointed at.

Even Jiang Xiyi has never killed anyone, although her sword body is rarely stained with blood, but as long as she wants to, the sword edge is everywhere, and there will be no survival.

Jiang Wei looks more beautiful, all the flowers in the flower field outside the house are not as delicate as her at the moment, a pair of eyes narrowed, like a new moon in the sky, but not as cold as the crescent moon in the sky, it is full of happy smiles, as thick as sweet sugar water, but if you take a sip, you will definitely get drunk.

In such a situation, she can still laugh, Jiang Wei is by no means an ordinary person, she may also be a monster.

Why is Jiang Wei here?

Her existence is already full of weirdness, if Jiang Xiyi is a monster, then Jiang Wei is even more.

The sound of the sword body rubbing against the scabbard slowly sounded, and the sword on Jiang Xiyi's waist was slowly unsheathed.

Jiang Wei nodded slightly, she seemed to be enjoying listening to a piece of beautiful music.

Jiang Xiyi closed her eyes, took a deep breath, was thinking, struggling, she wanted to make a very important decision.

Jiang Wei spoke again: "If you are afraid of death, of course you can live, but who knows that you are alive?" Who are you? Are you even human or not? ”

Her voice was still like water, but it turned into an undercurrent of the sea.

Water is a magical thing, when it is harmless, it has a comforting gentleness, and when it starts, it is a terrifying tsunami.

Jiang Xiyi was stunned and said in a daze: "I'm not afraid of death." ”

Just when Jiang Xiyi's words just fell, Jiang Wei seemed to be impatient, and immediately said, "Then what are you waiting for?" Why don't you do it yet! ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "I just suddenly thought of a question, and this question is only answered by you." ”

Jiang Wei said: "Tell me, if I can answer, I will tell you the answer, and I won't regret it." ”

Jiang Xiyi slowly opened his eyes, looked at Jiang Wei, a sword light flashed in his eyes, gently pulled the corners of his mouth, with a hint of a smile, and said, "I want to know, why are you in such a hurry?" ”

At this moment, her eyes were no longer a dark and hopeless well, but seemed to have become a starry sky, more beautiful and moving than the one outside the house, and all the confusion had subsided, and it had changed back to the sharp, sharp, sword-like gaze it had once been.

The smile on the corner of her mouth even carried a hint of ridicule at Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei's face stiffened, and after a blink of an eye, she returned to a calm and breezy appearance, and said softly: "It seems that you are very smart." ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "Jianghu is a place where people are very trained, even if they are not smart, they will become smart after many years there." ”

Jiang Wei suddenly smiled and said, "But you're not smart enough." ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "Maybe I'm much smarter than you think, for example, I know that you should not be Jiang Wei, but Jiang Wei." ”

At this moment, Jiang Wei's face suddenly became clearer, although it was still a little hazy, it was enough to see her facial features clearly.

Jiang Xiyi felt that this face was a little familiar, but before she had time to think about it, Jiang Wei suddenly laughed, bent over, fell on the table, and swept the jade bowl on the table, she seemed to hear a great joke, and it wasn't until a long time later that Jiang Wei stopped laughing, raised her sleeve and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said, "You are really interesting, where did this strange idea come from?" ”

Jiang Xiyi said coldly: "My sword is more interesting, I don't know if you want to give it a try?" ”

Jiang Wei smiled: "You can't kill me, you don't dare to kill people at all." ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "But I can also kill people." ”

Jiang Wei said: "Then you can kill me." ”

She lifted the birdcage next to her and tapped lightly on the edge of the cage, and the bird inside chirped twice.

Jiang Xiyi asked again: "Why did you kill me?" ”

Jiang Wei put down the birdcage, turned to Jiang Xiyi sideways, squinted at her, and said, "Because I didn't like you a long, long time ago, I didn't expect that we would have the opportunity to meet by chance, of course I have to find a way to let you die." ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "Just because you don't like it, so you're going to kill me?" ”

Jiang Wei sneered: "Of course. ”

Jiang Xiyi raised the soft sword, pointed the tip of the sword at her, and said coldly: "You have to figure out who is going to kill whom now." ”

Jiang Wei looked provocative, looked at Jiang Xiyi, and said, "How do I figure it out?" ”

Jiang Xiyi pushed a sword towards Jiang Wei, she calculated the strength of this sword, it would just stop in front of Jiang Wei, who knows, Jiang Wei suddenly got up and hit the tip of the sword, blood immediately splashed out, sprinkled on her flower-like face, Jiang Xiyi was stunned, Jiang Wei finally raised her head and glanced at Jiang Xiyi, showed a soft smile, and closed her eyes.

"Ah Wei, come back!"

When Jiang Xiyi was in a trance, she heard a sad woman in her ear say this, she came back to her senses, looked left and right, trying to find the person who spoke, but found that she had returned to the dark room from Jiang Wei's hut.

Tianshu and Tianxuan suddenly appeared, but the stone table on that side was gone.

Jiang Xiyi looked at her sword, there was not a drop of blood on it, she looked at Tianshu, and was about to say something, Tianshu suddenly said: "Jiang Wei, you are back." ”

Jiang Xiyi's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously said, "Where is Jiang Wei?" ”

Tianxuan said: "Jiang Wei is you." ”

Jiang Xiyi shook her head lightly and paused, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, slowly opened them, looked at the place where the stone table was originally standing, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Tianshu smiled: "You have already guessed, why bother asking, there is still the last sword left." ”

Jiang Xiyi glanced at the blade of the sword in his hand and said, "In my hand." ”

Tianxuan shook his head and said, "That's Jiang Wei's sword, what we want is Jiang Xiyi's sword." ”

Jiang Xiyi frowned and asked, "What does this mean?" ”

Tianshu said: "Jiang Xiyi is a sword. 166 Reading Network