Xufu, in a garden near the shore of Weiming Lake. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info natural mountain stones piled up the simple and ancient Pavilion Mountain, and the narrow ladder paved with yellow stone zigzag leads to the elegant pavilion on it. The location of Geshan is very good, and it is not high from the ground, if it is daytime, standing on its top, you can see the koi swimming in the lake clearly, and you can also see the entire section of the vaulted corridor across the unnamed lake from a distance.

But it will be nightfall.

Inside the pavilion, on a stone bench, a man sat silently, uninterested in admiring the beautiful scenery in the garden.

He held a rusty dagger in his right hand, and focused on sharpening a small piece of wood in his left hand. If it weren't for this action, one might think that the man was a stone statue.

There was a rush of footsteps, followed by a figure running quickly through the corridor, and they all reached the bottom of the pavilion mountain.

That's another man. He climbed up the Yellowstone Ladder Road to Pavilion Mountain, and his speed slowed down unconsciously. In this narrow mountain road that only allows one person to walk, and somewhere even needs to be crossed sideways, no matter how anxious you are, you have to slow down.

"Brother Dong." Halfway up to Geshan, the man was still in a hurry after all.

"Ah Feng. Have the families of the brothers who died settled down? In the harsh winter in the pavilion, he focused on the carpentry work in his hand with a gloomy expression, and did not look up to answer.

"Uncle Zhang is making proper arrangements."

"Have the other brothers returned? What else did you find? ”

"All back, except for two."

The movement of Winter's hand stopped.

"Which direction?"

"About thirty miles east of the city. There was a fork in the road that led to a very remote mountain field, where several hunters lived a few years ago, but which are no longer inhabited. Ah Feng's expression also became grim: "I'll go back to the Chamber of Commerce later, and arrange for five brothers with better light skills to investigate." ”

"This time, don't ride a horse." Yan Dong commanded: "If there is a situation, come back and report it first." ”

"Understood." Ah Feng responded, and then turned around to go.

"Ah Feng, find Ah Hai first, and let him come here to find me." Yan Dong's voice suddenly became heavy: "There is something important." ”

"Got it." Ah Feng squeezed down the path of Geshan and disappeared into the night after a while.

……

Returning to the silent pavilion, Bitter Winter continued to be busy with the words in his hand.

Knife after knife.

The rusty dagger was very difficult to use, and each knife had to be used with great force to cut off a small piece of wood.

Moments later, the harsh winter waited for another person.

A voice came up.

"You're hard to find. Let's talk, okay? ”

"Absolutely." Yan Dong replied indifferently. Although the pavilion is small, it is not a problem to accommodate four people side by side.

The figure of the person who came became more and more clear: it was Liu Qianli.

Liu Qianli stood in front of Yan Dong, looking at his movements and the other small logs on the stone table behind him, and asked curiously, "What kind of woodwork are you doing?" ”

"I want to carve Buddha statues, but I always can't carve them well. Carved and engraved and engraved. ”

Liu Qianli looked at the sawdust all over the ground and teased: "You have never believed in Buddha, nor worshiped Buddha, and you have no Buddha in your heart, how can you carve an image?" ”

"But I also respect the Buddha. Is it okay to want to hold the Buddha's feet temporarily? As soon as Yan Dong said that, the dagger used a little force, and a large horn was cut off from the foot of the Buddha statue, which had begun to take shape. Now, it's another defective product.

"But you're not as religious as Wen Qiu." Liu Qianli paused for a while and said with relief: "Wen Qiu will be fine in the end, don't worry." ”

"Are you sure?" Bitter Winter finally raised its head.

"Ninety percent sure." Liu Qianli nodded.

"It's not ten percent, I can't rest assured." Yan Dong lowered his head and continued to work, but the blade changed, and one end of the wooden strip was sharpened more and more sharply: "It doesn't matter if the Buddha doesn't bless me, just ask for her to bless her." Since I can't hold on to my feet temporarily, then I'll deal with it in my own way. ”

"What, you're going to pick up the butcher's knife again?" Liu Qianli felt a surge of energy coming from his face, as if a sleeping tiger was waking up.

"Don't say it so badly." Yan Dong's eyes were fixed on the rusty sword in his hand, and he replied lightly: "This dagger has never been stained with blood. ”

"Huh." Liu Qianli chuckled, but quickly put away his smile and said seriously: "Bitter winter, I'm sorry." ”

"Why?" This sincere tone made the harsh winter a little unaccustomed.

"I didn't expect it to turn out like this." A trace of guilt flashed in Liu Qianli's eyes: "Some accidents happened too suddenly, and I didn't have time to deal with them. ”

"Nothing. There are some things that you didn't tell me, and I didn't tell you; But it happened to be mixed together. Yan Dong is also blaming himself: "I am also responsible." ”

"Hey." Liu Qianli sighed wistfully: "Once, we were all friends who talked about everything. ”

"Too many years have passed. Time passes, things are not people. You and I have changed. ”

"Perhaps."

Bitter Winter stopped talking, but silently carved the log strips into sharp cones.

Liu Qianli also turned around and stood, looking at the shadow of the curved corridor in the deep night.

About half an hour later, another man came quickly.

The man climbed down the stone road of Geshan to the front of the small pavilion and shouted, "Brother Dong." ”

"Ah Hai, here?" Severe Winter raised his head and carefully observed the comer: but he saw that this man was vigorous and full of energy, which was very different from the badly injured appearance during the day.

"Recovered quickly?" Yan Dong stared at Ah Hai's eyes, still sharpening the wooden strip in his hand: "It's good, it's good." ”

"The gold creation medicine in the house is very effective, thanks to Brother Dong's care." Ah Hai hurriedly bent down and bowed his head respectfully.

"You're welcome?" Yan Dong noticed that Ah Hai seemed to be looking down at the broken wood chips on the ground, so he smiled and said, "Ah Hai, is it the first time you have seen me work with this dagger?" Don't look at this thing rusty, it's my housekeeper, and it's never easy to show off. ”

Ah Hai didn't seem to know how to answer, but nodded.

At this time, the harsh winter glanced at Liu Qianli and pouted in the direction of the corridor.

"Okay. I'm just about to leave and go somewhere else. After Liu Qianli responded, he walked away.

When he intervened with Ah Hai, Liu Qianli glanced at him casually.

This look was as sharp as a sharp blade, which made Ahaiton feel uncomfortable.

But Liu Qianli didn't stop. After he walked down the path of the pavilion, he headed in the direction of the wing.

……

Inside and outside the pavilion on the top of the pavilion mountain, there were only two people left, sitting and standing, but they were relatively speechless.

After a while, or unable to endure the unbearable silence, Ah Hai couldn't help but step forward again and bow and ask for instructions: "Brother Dong......?" ”

"Ah Hai. You've been with me for more than ten years. Yan Dong still looked at the wood in his hand that gradually became sharp and sharp, as if the wood was Ah Hai's real body: "Maybe others have said that you are my follower or something, but in my opinion, you and I are actually brothers who grew up together." ”

“……？” Ah Hai didn't know why Yan Dong recalled the past at this time, and looked at each other in puzzlement.

"Then again. Although brothers should share difficulties and blessings; But after so many years, you have suffered a lot, but you don't seem to have enjoyed many blessings, and even you have not yet started a family for the sake of being old, which is really sorry for you. Yan Dong just nagged to himself, as if he was the only one in the pavilion at the moment: "But I think the most sorry thing for you is that last night, knowing that you didn't have enough alcohol, I forced you to drink." ”

"This ...... It's nothing. Brother Dong. Ah Hai couldn't guess what was going on in the harsh winter at this moment. The heavy darkness obscured the other party's expression, adding a bit of inexplicable mystery to it.

"Alright. After listening to so much, annoyed, right? Yan Dong raised his head and showed a rare smile: "It's okay to call you over." Let's go back first. ”

Although it is a smile, it is like a cold winter wind that erodes into the bone marrow.

Ah Hai's heart trembled, but when he saw that the other party was sitting as steady as Mount Tai and had no other movements, he bowed again, turned around and wanted to leave.

This turn, but suddenly the fear is even worse.

He suddenly had a feeling that it didn't seem wise to turn his unsuspecting back towards the people in the pavilion at this moment.

Vaguely, it seemed that in the darkness behind him, there was a pair of sharp eyes, staring at his figure.

Became the prey of a tiger?

But he didn't want to turn around and face the harsh winter again. If you do that, you will only show that you are weak.

Before coming up to Geshan, he had calculated carefully.

The Yellowstone Stairway is narrow and winding, but the steps are limited. He remembers that it only took about thirty steps to complete the trail.

The top of the hill is not high above the ground. Jumping off? It is possible, but it does not seem necessary.

He felt that he could just relax as he had done before he came. No big deal.

After a few steps, you will step into the first step of the Yellowstone Staircase.

One, two, three. Three steps later, the sound of harsh winter came from behind him.

"You haven't had much talent for martial arts. Although diligence is not inferior to others, it is limited in the end. A twenty-mile official road, you have to walk for more than an hour, and you are still out of breath at the end. I even joked that you were an old cow. ”

His heart trembled. Carefully recall his report to the harsh winter, was there anything wrong there? Noon? Not in time??

Still going on hard. In the fifth step, another voice wafted in.

"Some people tell me that one of the reasons you can't find your in-laws is that you're too short. Over the years, you don't seem to have improved much. I stood on the ladder yesterday and asked you to cut it, and you couldn't reach it, so tired that I had to go down two ladders, and I almost had to bend down to hand over things to you. Hey......"

A bead of sweat oozed from his forehead. The night breeze was getting cooler and his steps were slightly chaotic, but he still had the strength to go down the next step.

The third paragraph came with the wind, piercing the eardrums.

"But the more important reason is that you are too rude. I've told you a few times, men, you still have to learn what kind of person you should pretend to be on what occasion, but you, even if you don't listen to what you say, you can't learn well if you listen. After so many years, I can't even remember the details of the bow ceremony, and I make jokes every time. Zhuo Shu also said that you are a born destined boss. ”

Ahead is a narrow stone path that you have to cross sideways. His whole body seemed to be stiff! At this moment, the stone path under his feet seemed to be unusually smooth, and if he took another step, he would fall to the ground.

He is confident that his manners are impeccable, just because the master he serves is a demanding person, and God knows how this can go wrong?!

Only then did he realize that the object of the harsh winter was not himself! He had now walked less than seven steps and was in a dilemma; His brain was running fast, and he was thinking about how to break the game, but the fourth paragraph of the harsh winter pierced his heart like a sharp arrow!

"That's right. There's something you might not know. A few days ago, when I was in Qingyuan, Ah Hai had already seen my dagger and heard my story. Although Ah Hai has average talent, his ability to remember things is not bad. People have shortcomings, but they also have strengths. ”

The cold is even worse!

This time, Harsh Winter is talking to himself?!

His nerves tensed immediately. Not because of the harsh winter's words, but the fierce murderous aura behind him that pierced through the air and roared!

The other party made a move!?

On this extremely narrow mountain road, he turned around with all his might, but saw that the other party was still sitting firmly in the pavilion, and he was stunned for a moment.

By the time he could react, a sharp pain had rushed from his chest. He struggled to look down to see that a sharp wooden object had pierced into his chest.

Is that a sharp strip of wood that was cut with a dagger in the harsh winter?! He didn't expect that the other party's strength could turn this thing into a sharp weapon that could severely damage him, but it was not fatal after all! So, he swallowed the blood in his throat, gripped the back of the stick with his left hand, and tried to pull it out!

But at this moment, a figure also jumped out of the pavilion and pounced on him like a tiger descending from a mountain!

The internal strength of his protective body was partially destroyed by the sharp wood pierced into his chest, but he was also a master of a hundred battles, so he immediately gathered his strength that was close to collapse, and his right hand clenched into a fist and prepared to meet the enemy!

He is a master of boxing, and his boxing strength is the capital that allows him to break through the rivers and lakes!

But what I didn't expect was that the opponent was a more powerful boxer and a good fighter!

In the blink of an eye, the opponent is already in front of you!

He could only watch as he threw his fist with great precision into the back of the sharp wood that was inserted into his chest!

The position of the chest, a fierce surging strength, with the advancement of the sharp wood, continued to pour into his body!

The first blow knocked away his left hand, which was holding the stick.

The second blow made Jianmu pierce into three points again, shattering the sternum, and also crushing the internal strength of the protective body that he had finally gathered! His clenched fists also spread out weakly as his strength faded.

The third blow directly let the sharp wood sink into his chest! At the same time, the flood of fist power raged wildly in his body, and in a moment, his meridians were shattered!

He unconsciously fell backwards, but the protruding rockery behind him blocked his retreat.

He wanted to collapse down, but his collar was grabbed by his opponent, and soon the whole person was lifted up.

"Who are you?" Yan Dong's voice was full of murderous aura: "Where is Ah Hai?" ”

"Fang Keng." He had no intention of withholding his name. He sensed that the flame of his life was slowly extinguishing, so it was not bad for one more person to remember himself: "That Ah Hai died yesterday. ”

"Where is the body?" In the harsh winter, the eyes breathe fire.

"Good, good. A mile west of the city, there was a twin Bodhi tree in the forest, and our men buried it under its roots. You can easily find the mound. Fang Keng's expression showed a hint of appreciation, and he smiled with blood foaming: "You should be glad that our team is relatively kind." If it were someone else, Rongjiang would be his final destination. ”

"Who are you?! What's the intention?! Wen Qiu, what happened?! Yan Dong grabbed Fang Keng's collar tightly with both hands, eager to crush him in the next moment! This gang killed more than a dozen of their brothers, and they were even ashamed to say mercy!

Fang Keng looked at the harsh winter with sympathy. But he was under no obligation to give more details, just because he expected that the fierce opponent would soon accompany him: "You can only find out for yourself." ”

"Hahahaha......!" After saying that, Fang Keng suddenly burst out laughing. He seemed to have been relieved of some kind of fear, and the expression on his blood-stained face became extremely hideous, but his breath gradually weakened.

Yan Dong didn't expect Fang Keng to finish himself off with the little internal strength he had left.

Hatefully shaking off Fang Keng, who was speechless, Yan Dong then walked down the stone steps quickly and returned to the shore of Weiming Lake.

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Tonight is not destined to be a peaceful night. But at this moment, the Xu Mansion is surprisingly quiet.

Yan Dong didn't expect that someone could kill Ah Hai and disguise himself to blend into the Xu Mansion, and then thinking of the series of events that happened today, he only felt that a great conspiracy was being staged at this moment.

I'm afraid that the force he is most unwilling to touch has invaded the Xu Mansion!

His heart began to beat faster. There are not many martial arts masters in the Shang Gang, and it is still difficult to deal with gangs like the Guanghong Gang, let alone the terrorist forces that talk about the tiger's color change on the rivers and lakes? He didn't know how many killers he had sent to infiltrate, but he wouldn't sit still. What's more, there is still Liu Qianli's strong reinforcement in the mansion tonight, and he may be able to do his best to save Xu Zhuoshu and Wen Qiu from misfortune!

In the harsh winter of impatience, he performed light skills and ran straight to the study.

The years of trade and farming had somewhat dampened his ambitions. But at this moment, for the sake of his loved ones, he must rekindle his will to fight!

In a short time, the harsh winter was already in front of the study.

Inside the tight door, the candlelight flickered.

He hurriedly pushed open the door, entered the study, and shouted, "Zhuo Shu?!" ”

No one responded.

I walked towards the bookcase, but I saw that someone was lying on the table under the light.

That Xu Zhuoshu, who was supposed to rest on the back of the chair, was it still him? If so, why not?

Yan Dong hurriedly ran to the Taishi's chair in a few steps, helped the man up and looked at it, and saw that it was indeed Xu Zhuoshu, so he was a little relieved. But he called a few more times, but when he saw that the other party did not respond, his heart suddenly cooled.

Fortunately, I could still feel Xu Zhuoshu's body temperature and even breathing. Yan Dong turned to observe the bookcase, and saw that there was an extra bowl of soup with seven points full of soup on it, so he stretched out his finger and dipped a drop and smelled it, and found that it seemed to be just ordinary licorice soup.

It seems that the other party did not poison him, but just used drugs to make Xu Zhuoshu fall asleep.

The harsh winter almost bows in my heart to thank the Buddha who is compassionate and compassionate. Maybe the other party also has some concerns about acting and has no intention of turning up the stormy waves. Since Xu Zhuoshu's life is worry-free, there is no need for him to rush to the Chamber of Commerce to gather a large number of people to come over, so as not to startle the snake. What's more, this will be time-sensitive, and I'm afraid the whole government has already been tricked. It's no wonder that there is no one in the house at this moment!

Fortunately, there was no other notable hostility in the vicinity at the moment. It seems that Xu Zhuoshu is not their target.

Yan Dong gently placed Xu Zhuo's book, and then carefully observed the study, it seemed that there was no other abnormal situation.

Except for a mysterious fragrance.

Yan Dong knew that Xu Zhuoshu did not have the habit of using an incense burner in the study. But he had a slight impression of this faint fragrance, as if the fragrance he smelled when he came into contact with Wen Qiu in the afternoon was a little similar, but this would be stronger.

After staying for a long time, I felt a little dizzy. Is it a delusion?

Looking at Xu Zhuoshu's sleeping appearance, Yan Dong judged that since the soup and dark incense were harmless, he could explore other things with peace of mind.

He had another place to go. There's another person to meet.

……

The door of the main room where Wen Qiu was was also closed, but there was no light in sight.

The people inside, are they resting? Or is it out?

Bitter Winter stood in front of the door in a daze. Secular etiquette did not allow him to push the door in. But Wen Qiu is not a person who practices martial arts, and he can't feel the slightest bit of internal strength or breath in operation. He just instinctively judged that it was just an empty room, but how could he be sure?

He hesitated for a moment, inadvertently, but caught a faint fragrance.

Déjà vu! He listened with bated breath, but there was no sound except for the breeze; When you look around, your attention is focused on a stone path that leads to the atrium. There, there seemed to be some faint traces of fragrance.

He hesitated, but still stepped onto the stone path and followed the trail.

Maybe it's the right direction. I just feel that the more I go down, the brighter the fragrance becomes. He couldn't help but quicken his pace, and when he had traveled a little longer, he could detect a stream of breath lurking in the air.

He pulled the little rusty sword out of his bosom. This is not a dueling paraphernalia, he has other uses.

In front of me, a slowly light back gradually became clear. It was the figure he had once dreamed of, and his heartbeat began to quicken, but his footsteps slowed down, and he stopped and stood three feet away, and at the same time called softly.

"Autumn."

This call was particularly abrupt in this quiet and empty mansion.

The people in front also stopped when they heard the sound. She turned around and looked back: her clothes and posture were sloppy and generous; The clouds and the steps reflect each other. A touching smile seemed gentle in this sloomy night.

"Winter?"

Hearing the other party's call, Yan Dong suddenly felt a burst of pain. She calls him "Winter"? It seems like a long time ago. About a dozen years ago, right?

……

That year, he was ten years old and she was nine.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Wen Qiu, I'm nine years old! Three births in the first month of September! What about you? ”

"I'm Bitter Winter, ten years old. Born in February. ”

"What a coincidence! I'm autumn, you're winter! But after the warm autumn comes the cold winter! That's why you're going to call me sister! ”

“……”

……

"What do you hold in your hand?"

The woman in front of her asked quietly.

Yan Dong raised the small rusty sword in his hand and said softly, "This is the rags you gave me." What, don't remember? ”

"I see. The night was so dark, and it was so far away, I really couldn't see it for a while. The man said with a smile.

Yan Dong smiled bitterly and shook his head.

……

That year, he was twelve and she was eleven.

"What is this?"

"It's like a knife, it's like a dagger...... Oh, I don't understand either. Send you! ”

"Why?"

"You seem to be starting to grow a beard! So sloppy! For you to shave! ”

"This dagger looks so ugly. And it's hard to make! You see, you can't even cut a piece of wood! Hey, I almost got my hand! It doesn't work! ”

"Don't be picky about what you send you!"

……

The eyes of the harsh winter became sharp, and the fierce energy pierced through the cold night. He took a step forward, stirring up a puff of weak dust; At the same time, the knife was put into his arms, and his body was like a leap.

"She never called me Winter. Just call me: stone. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the air around him seemed to freeze. Although the night was deep, he could also keenly perceive that the other party's face had changed, and even her movements had changed: her hands that had been bent in front of her abdomen hung down; Although the wide sleeves covered her hands, the cuffs trembled, as if a strong wind was rushing.

……

That year, he was nineteen and she was eighteen.

"Girl."

"Wait...... What do you call me? ”

"I thought about it for a long time. Why don't I call you my sister? ”

"Why?"

"Zhuo Shu likes you very much. Looks like you like him too. It's always weird that we have a relationship like this, or you can call me brother from today. ”

"Have you thought it through?"

"Yes."

"Whatever you want. But if you want me to call you brother, I always feel that I can't say it. ”

"And what do you want to call me?"

"From today onwards, I'll call you Stone! Stone Man! ”

……

The harsh winter is ready for the final showdown. He decided to tell a lie. It would have given him the full truth, but it could also confirm the worst he had ever guessed.

"It's a pity. That dagger was actually given to me by Zhuo Shu. ”

When the last word fell into the darkness, in an instant, there was an extremely fierce energy, shooting towards his face!

The harsh winter is already gaining momentum, but the body is unexpectedly sluggish! He just had time to tilt his head, and a sharp knife wind swept across his face, and in a moment, the left side of his face was first spicy, then cold, and then some liquid slowly flowed down his skin!

That's it, there's no need to say more! Severe Winter roared and pounced on the other party!

However, the opponent's figure also flashed extremely fast, and while retreating, several silver rays of light pierced through the night again!

Harsh Winter had to slow down and turn around to avoid the incoming blades. He didn't expect that his opponent would still be a master of both body and secret weapons, which was precisely the nemesis of his fierce fist.

Tumbling, retreating, and chasing...... After avoiding a few more incoming blades, Severe Winter found that he and his opponent were always at a distance. He froze, keeping his eyes on his opponent, trying to contain his anger. His eyes swept over the hidden weapons nailed to the trunks of nearby sycamore trees, and he noticed what appeared to be several slender silver needles. The dark light of the needle body is flashing, I am afraid that it is highly poisonous!

"Who the hell are you? Where did you rob Wen Qiu?! Yan Dong roared a few times, and at the same time took the opportunity to adjust his breath and try his best to find the opponent's flaws.

"Hey, hey." The woman stood up like an arrow, her right hand bent in front of her, and three silver needles between her lips were between her lips in her closed fingers, which reflected her delicate but cunning smile like the sharp teeth of a poisonous snake: "If I can chase the little girl, I will tell you, how?" ”

Yan Dong guessed that the other party was provoking, but he was calmer. Shicai fought with his opponent for a while, and inadvertently circled twice in this small courtyard. The opponent seems to have no intention of fleeing, that is, he wants to fight to the death here! Although he can still escape the attack of his opponent now, the longer he is entangled, the more unfavorable it will be for him!

It's just that he has vaguely sensed his opponent's intentions. The secret weapon that the woman had sent out before, although it was also quite powerful, was not as powerful as a full blow. She always kept a distance from herself, but she kept circling around the courtyard, was she just exerting her strength?

It's not that simple.

He noticed a growing dark scent that mingled with the disturbed garden air, like a soul-stirring undercurrent, about to drag him into the vortex of death! His steely consciousness seemed to be beginning to crack at this moment; His originally smooth movements also seemed to be a little insensitive; Even the originally calm breathing began to grow rapid at this moment!

Can't hesitate any longer! The next moment, it was a battle of life and death.

Yan Dong clenched his fists, condensed his internal strength, his eyes were like torches, and his momentum was like a tide. In a few moments, he rushed towards his opponent at an even faster speed than before!

It's like a resolute wind! This made the woman stunned for a moment, but then sneered again. Just because she felt that as long as she gently waved the silver needle in her hand, the galloping tiger would also stop, dodge, and avoid attack; After that, she was able to float to safety again. Like a hovering kestrel, she watched with compassion at the tiger that could never catch her on the ground, until the other man died of exhaustion.

Three silver needles, shooting hard into the harsh winter!

This time, however, the results were a little different.

The posture of the harsh winter rush has never changed, but he tilted his head to avoid the fatal two silver needles; As for the third shot to the chest, he actually raised his left arm and blocked it!

The woman was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted. She took a sharp step back, and at the same time, with a wave of both hands, the other six fierce silver needles once again slaughtered the harsh winter that was already two feet away!

If you don't believe it, you won't avoid it!

However, harsh winters really don't shy away! He had four stitches in both shoulders and ribs, and his left arm, which was protecting his heart, was stabbed with two more stitches!

Bursts of vicious paralysis and pain began to torment his nerves. He gritted his teeth and stoic, solidified the internal strength of his whole body that was about to break the embankment with his will, and continued to run forward at an incomparable speed!

There is only one foot left!

His well-protected right fist, the final killing move that gathered all his internal strength, was ready to attack!

With this punch, he is absolutely confident that he will blow this woman to the ground and paralyze! The reason why he didn't plan to take her life was because he still had to know Wen Qiu's exact whereabouts!

He could see the woman's face in front of him. The panicked look on his opponent's face was a sign of his imminent victory!

One hit to make the difference!

The woman's familiar but unfamiliar face was completely reflected in the harsh winter's eyes. At this time, Yiren's red lips opened lightly, and an exclamation that seemed to come from the depths of his memory suddenly hit like a cold wind, freezing his reason!

"Stone!"

He was shocked. His galloping footsteps came to a moment's pause, and his body twisted unnaturally. The fist he raised in mid-air forcibly stopped the attack, and the surging internal energy that was about to gather momentum suddenly swallowed up his own meridians like a river pouring down, and immediately a trace of sweet and bloody blood gushed up his throat!

Bursts of fragrance rushed to his face, and his consciousness became more and more addicted. In that blurred vision, he seemed to see the panicked expression of her who seemed to be familiar again. He remembered that when she was fifteen years old, she insisted on going up the mountain to hunt with her, and when she saw the real beast, that frightened look was not what she is now?!

In front of her, she seemed to show a light smile again.

He unconsciously smiled bitterly. He remembered that it seemed to be a short time after last year...... On her wedding day, the red hijab covered her eyes, but what that shallow smile revealed should be full of happiness, right?!

As long as she can live happily. He is willing to silently guard it for the rest of his life.

He suddenly noticed the butterfly swaying in her cloud. In fact, when he saw her in the suburbs in the afternoon, he noticed this gold ornament. Now, the figure of the jade butterfly, which seems to be dancing in the dark night, reminds him of the past many years ago. That year, Xu Zhuoshu accidentally damaged the step of a certain red face, and spent a lot of effort to customize the identical jewelry. It's a pity that on the day of completion, Hongyan also left; Zhuo Shu collected this step, and it was hidden for many years. Now, this jade butterfly step is well decorated in her hair. He remembered that at the beginning of the year, Zhuo Shu told him that he wanted to give her a gift, but he didn't expect it to be this. Since Zhuo Shu and her are now in love, he no longer has any regrets as an outsider, right?

If there are no regrets, why not die?

He didn't know why a series of memories flickered in his mind like a marquee. Is this really a memory before death?

When the last precious memory picture passed away like the wind, in the clouds and fog, the agile intuition of the rest of the battle sensed the call of death!

Two beams of silver light shot into his eyes.

The remnants of his rational, stiff body made him struggle to turn his face sideways. A gust of wind blew through the right side of his face; At the same time, his left eye was blood-red!

"Ahh Yan Dong couldn't help but roar. His world suddenly collapsed in half! He couldn't help but raise his hands to protect his eyes!

In an instant, his upper body revealed extremely dangerous flaws!

At this moment, the air around the woman's body seemed to tremble, and even the butterfly-shaped steps in the clouds were driven by the swift breath to tremble with their wings; The originally delicate jade butterfly seemed to be about to turn into a soul-grabbing bird of prey in the next moment!

Another more powerful move is also coming at the same time! It was the martial arts she had learned from the nobles in the gang, and it was the ultimate killer move that she would never use easily.

"Butterfly Shadow: Breeze Away—"

The silver needle, full of poignant murderous aura and ferocious internal strength, shoots towards the heart of the harsh winter!

Bang bang bang! It seems that even the sternum has been shattered. After spurting out a mouthful of blood in the harsh winter that could no longer be supported, the body that was originally like a mountain had to fall backwards at this moment.

After a boom, after a cloud of dust flew, lying on his back in the harsh winter, constantly coughing up blood, but the sound became smaller and smaller; His breath gradually faded; His surviving right pupil was full of unwillingness, but there was nothing he could do.

The woman cautiously took a few steps towards the harsh winter. At this moment, the majestic posture of the man who was as strong as fire and as fast as the wind was still deeply imprinted in her mind, so that she did not dare to get too close. She looked at the man like a dying tiger with sympathy, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly with a hint of victory joy, but more of luck and admiration.

"I'm Lu Xiaoying, you remember." The woman unexpectedly told the truth: "Mrs. Xu is safe. After tonight, he should be sent back to the house. After a while, she chuckled and asked, "If you had told me earlier, would you still fight for your life like this?" ”

Bitter Winter nodded weakly, with an incomprehensible smile on his face. I don't know if he is relieved that Wen Qiu is safe and sound, or if he is answering Lu Xiaoying's question.

"That's it. Poor and infatuated. Lu Xiaoying shook his head and turned to leave. At this time, her breathing was a little chaotic, and she was also terrified. She is one of the few women in Piaoyunju, and she has some friendship with Qu Hongyi because of fate, so she can learn a red butterfly. But after all, she couldn't practice the Flowing Cloud Technique, and even if she drove this starting move, it was extremely difficult, and she almost had to use full internal strength. If you can't kill the enemy with one blow, then you will die! In the duel with the harsh winter, if it weren't for the combination of disguise, onomatopoeia, charm, and Mo Feichen's soul incense, she really couldn't predict who would be lying on the ground at the moment.

Lu Xiaoying can't wait to stay away from the harsh winter. She always felt that the tiger was not dead, even if she could not feel the slightest breath.

Her figure soon disappeared into the darkness.

The garden gradually fell silent.

The fierce battle of Shicai seems to have passed away with the wind.

The silver needle inserted into the chest of the harsh winter is now gently swaying under the breeze. His chest, which should have been red, was only bloodied.

There was a clanging sound.

A deadly silver needle, suddenly falling to the ground.

The things hidden in the bosom of the harsh winter are also fragments.

His fingers moved a few times, but after all, they could not be condensed into fists again.

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Lu Xiaoying walked alone on the stone paved road in the atrium, his face grim.

The previous fierce battle with the harsh winter had drained her strength, and she had to slow down and breathe a little.

But at the moment, time should be plenty for her. In the evening, Fang Keng, who was disguised as Ah Hai, secretly followed Cui Ying to the kitchen early in the morning according to her instructions, and looked for an opportunity to drug the licorice soup to be distributed to the whole house. Therefore, at this moment, the top and bottom of the Xu Mansion have fallen into a deep sleep. She even personally delivered soup to Xu Zhuoshu, and left some dark incense traps on the scene to deal with those who might spoil the situation. For her, killing wasn't the only solution; What's more, for the prestigious clans in eastern Guangdong, she always has the intention of leaving some room for the gang.

But harsh winter was an off-string sound in her entire plan, and it wasn't a noise that could be easily removed. At the beginning, after Fang Keng improvised and dealt with Ah Feng, who planned to go out to gather the gang to reconnoiter the eastern suburbs of the city, he also asked her if she should meet with Yan Dong. In order not to arouse the suspicion of the other party and the need to delay time as much as possible, she also instructed Fang Keng to go according to her words and act at the opportunity. But I didn't expect that the person who came to her in the end was not Fang Keng, but the harsh winter that exposed her identity!

It seems that Fang Keng is already more than lucky. Although she is not a sentimental person, she is still a little sad in her heart when she suddenly loses the subordinate who has been used quite comfortably for many years.

It's just that there is no time to take care of other feelings at the moment. Because the more important task is not yet done!

At present, among the people who have infiltrated the Xu Mansion, there are still themselves, Mo Feichen and Cheng Ming; Wang Qing also guarded Wen Qiu at an abandoned restaurant in the suburbs and sniped any uninvited guests. And the opponent? The harsh winter has been struck down. As for the rest? If they are all fascinated, it will naturally save trouble, if not, with the disabled Ye Youyou, and Lin Xinyin, who has only a strange body but no martial arts cultivation, she also has the confidence to achieve the set goal.

Of course, there is another uncertain factor, which is the handsome young man who is still quite mysterious. He, shouldn't he be a pawn that affects the overall situation?!

Lu Xiaoying pondered as he explored the path to the guest room. The Xu Mansion is too big, and for the newcomer, although Fang Keng had sneaked in a day in advance and gave her a concise guide, it was quite laborious to really find it. I wonder if the other two men have found a place?

After stepping through a pale white stone path that crosses the green lawn, and through the hollow arches of the lime leaking window wall, the view suddenly opens up.

Ahead, under the deep-rooted and leafy acacia is lying an exquisite wing. The room is brightly lit, but the windows and doors are closed; The wicker wooden maule embroidered with the windows tightly blocks the view from the outside, making it impossible to peek into the house.

It seems that a place has been found. But I wonder if the people in the house are asleep?

Lu Xiaoying chuckled lightly and took a few steps closer to the wing.

At that moment, there was a creaking sound, and the door happened to be pushed open by someone.

It was a plainly dressed girl with long hair in a simple bundle. She also spotted Lu Xiaoying, who had stopped not far away, and when she was surprised, a soft inquiry sounded as a night bell.

"Sister Wen?"

Yes. Now, he is still Wen Qiu's appearance.

I didn't expect this girl to stand well. But, so what? If you sleep honestly, won't you be able to avoid the plague of blood and light?

So, Lu Xiaoying greeted the girl's question with a smile, and changed his tone while taking a few steps closer.

It was Wen Qiu's voice, a nightmare that made the harsh winter lose his mind. The girl in front of her should not be unfamiliar with this voice.

"Xinyin."

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