When Nan Yang came to consciousness again, she was lying crooked at the foot of the bed.

Her body was still twitching slightly from the sharp pain not long ago, and she seemed to have just fainted for a while.

No, it's not just syncope. She was in a trance under the torture of excruciating pain, not knowing what she had done in that situation, and the furnishings in the room in front of her were swept up by the frantic internal force. The two chairs had been completely destroyed, and only one piece of wood was left; The table was overturned to the ground, and the teapot and teacups on the table shattered porcelain pieces on the floor.

There was also a lot of messy and terrifying black and red blood scattered on the ground around her, I don't know which ones she vomited and which ones she hurt herself to distract from the pain.

No one but herself knew how desperately painful it had been.

Nan Yang lifted his sweat-soaked eyelashes with some difficulty, and looked out the window in a daze. Outside the window, it was much more cloudy, and the rain had not stopped, and although it was not clear how long it had been fainting, it was not early.

She was distracted for a moment, and the fingers of her right hand resting on her lap moved slightly.

After a long time, she raised her right hand and carefully examined the black lines buried under the skin on the palm of her right hand. That small black line is so thin that you won't notice it at all if you don't look closely. It was as if a blood vessel had turned black, like a scalp-frying bug curled up there.

Nan Yang looked at it for a long time, clenched his right hand into a fist, and suddenly sighed long and long.

It's time for her to be back.

Nan Yang frowned, endured the residual pain in his body, and slowly stood up. She took a few steps forward with great difficulty, crouched down tremblingly, her fingers trembling as she cleaned up the messy shards of porcelain on the floor.

After picking up a piece of porcelain, Nan Yang looked at the porcelain piece in his hand again.

For a long time, she wrapped the fragment in her palm and held it tightly. It was impossible to see how the sharp shards had slit through her palm, but blood could be seen spilling from between her fingers and dripping down the back of her hand to the ground.

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Qing Huan followed the disciple who led the way to the gate of the main hall of the Ranflower Valley, and heard a slightly elderly male voice inside, which sounded like he should be around forty or fifty years old:

"Young Valley Master, you just came back, you must be tired from running around along the way, so let's go and rest first."

Junqiao's voice replied slowly: "This doesn't bother Elder You. I was busy with affairs outside the valley a while ago, and many matters in the valley were still handled by the elders, and now that I have returned, I should also share some affairs for the elders. ”

"The young valley lord is resenting his subordinates and overstepping his authority?" The man's voice seemed to be smiling.

"The elder is too careful." Junqiao should have served a cup of tea, and there was the sound of the lid scraping the rim of the cup. After that, she stopped talking.

Qinghuan secretly wondered if he should go in at this time, and suddenly there was a sound of uniform footsteps from far and near behind him.

She subconsciously turned her head to look, and saw five people behind her walking neatly with knives and cold faces.

The disciples in the Valley of Wild Flowers have different levels and different services, but they are basically all cyan, just like the disciples in the Northern Punishment Palace are mostly white. The five men in front of him are obviously not from the Valley of Wild Flowers, the colors of the clothes on their bodies are more mixed, and they are clean and neat, with high wrist guards, and the hem of their clothes is only above the cuff of their boots.

The man at the head was tall and looked to be in his twenties. He only glanced at Qinghuan with a partial eyeball, and then led the other four into the main hall.

This time, Qinghuan was even more hesitant to go in.

The right elder in the room suddenly smiled heartily: "The distinguished guest of the Shanshan Sect is here. ”

Qing Huan looked inside the room and saw the leading man clenching his fists: "My surname is Cheng, my name is Candleming, and I am the left deputy hall master of the Shanshan faction." I wonder if visiting the flowers at this time will cause trouble to Tanaka? ”

"Cheng Gongzi is serious, sit first." Junqiao raised his hand to signal.

Qinghuan understands that it is not good to eavesdrop at this time, but the words that Miaoshan said not long ago have inexplicably been echoing in his mind:

"If you don't have a clue, just ask the people of the Shanshan faction......

It seems that many things are related to the Shanshan faction. Why did the people of the Shanshan Sect come to the Valley of Wild Flowers one step ahead of them at this time, what was the purpose? Or is there any premeditation in Yiqiē......

After Cheng Zhuming sat down, he looked at Jun Qiao, who was sitting on the main seat, and said, "There is nothing important to come here this time, it's just a friendly movement between sects." As for the letter sent by Guigu to my Shanshan faction, the head of the sect has already read it. The head of the house signaled that he was willing to become an ally with the Valley of Wild Flowers and protect each other. ”

"Really?" Junqiao sneered, and his gaze slipped to the middle-aged man in the seat, "But why don't I remember that I sent such a letter to your faction?" ”

"It's the subordinates who are good at advocating," Elder Right smiled gently, "When the young valley lord was away, many incidents occurred in the Central Plains, and in order to stabilize the position of the overlord of the Ranhua Valley, the subordinates merged the relationship of all the sects and sought the highest alliance interests for the Ranflower Valley. ”

"The right elder's opinion is correct, one qiē for the sake of their respective interests. There is nothing wrong with our two factions forming an alliance. Cheng Candleming bluntly pierces the essence.

"Cheng Gongzi, don't misunderstand, I have no objection to the alliance with the Shanshan faction, it's just," Junqiao's voice revealed a cold and warm and calm that was different from her usual warmth, "Inexplicably, my subordinates have decided some decisions related to the big things in the valley, and I am worried about the secure position of the lord of the valley over the sovereignty of the valley." This is a coalition decision, what will be the next time? ”

"That's a private matter within Guigu's own affairs. The five of us traveled this time precisely to discuss joint matters among the various sects, so as to deploy a united front to deal with the Burning Heaven Gate. Now that we have personally visited Guigu, our sincerity has been reached, and we will have to resign immediately in two days. ”

"About this, I have to say sorry to Cheng Gongzi," Jun Qiao rubbed his eyebrows as if he was a little tired, "When you came, the rope ladder at the north entrance was damaged, and you have to go out of the valley, I'm afraid you will have to take a detour." ”

"The rope ladder at the north entrance is damaged?" There was a flash of affection in the eyes of the right elder, and he pondered for a moment, and continued: "How can it be...... The day before, the rope ladders at the south and east entrances were also damaged. ”

Junqiao had an ominous strange feeling in his heart, and the fingers holding the teacup suddenly tightened: "What! …… Why didn't anyone tell me in advance? ”

"I thought it was caused by heavy rain erosion, and besides, the way the young valley master returned to the valley was the rope ladder at the north entrance, so I only planned to repair it after the weather cleared." Elder Right also frowned, as if he was worried.

Junqiao put the teacup on the table with a "bang", stood up, and said in a somewhat anxious tone: "No self, go to the rope ladder at the west exit quickly, no matter what, be sure to ensure the safety of the only remaining passage." ”

Cheng Zhuming seemed to understand something, and hurriedly got up and followed Junqiao out.

Qing Huan also vaguely guessed something in his heart, and happened to bump into Jun Qiao who had just come out. When Junqiao saw Qinghuan, he could only say hurriedly: "How are you ...... Come with me. ”

Wuji opened the way at the front, and Jun Qiao was followed by Elder You, Cheng Zhuming and Qinghuan, leading a group of Ranhua disciples to hurry to the rope ladder at the west entrance with umbrellas.

Because of the urgency, a group of people made light efforts. After about a quarter of an hour, Qing Huan was at the end of the line, and the last one arrived at the rope ladder at the west entrance.

Carrying a wind and rain lamp with a faceless expression, he stood silently on one side. Junqiao's face was very pale, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

Just as they had fallen from the rope ladder at the north entrance, the compartment in front of them shattered into wooden pieces on the ground, and the sturdy rope that held the compartment was now quietly spread on the ground like a great snake circling around.

It was late, the rain was gloomy and downward, and there was a suffocating tension in the air.

Qing Huan walked to Jun Qiao's side, Jun Qiao raised his eyes and looked at Qing Huan, his lips moved slightly: "You know what this means, right." ”

Qinghuan nodded weakly: "I know." ”

"All four passages in and out were destroyed. I never imagined that one day I would be imprisoned in the Valley of Flowers. Junqiao closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, "No, it's not just me. It's everyone, everyone who is trapped in the Valley of Flowers. …… But who is it and what does he want to do......"

"It's fine, just fix it."

Elder Right said lightly: "The girl is thinking too simply. Before, it was said that it would be repaired after the weather was clear, and it was also under the premise that other passages were guaranteed to be smooth, for example, if you want to repair the rope ladder at the north entrance, someone must go up to the top of the cliff from other rope ladders, and go up and down together before it can be repaired. The Wild Flower Valley is located in an extremely deep place, surrounded by vertical cliffs, and no matter how good the light work is, no one can find a focus point to jump so high. ”

Something indescribable in Cheng Candleming's eyes flickered, and disappeared in an instant.

"There is always a way, but Cheng Gongzi, I'm afraid I will delay you for some time." Junqiao said softly.

"It's okay, the young valley master doesn't have to worry about us and others." Cheng Candle Ming replied.

Junqiao remembered something again, turned his head and asked, "Qinghuan, did you come to the main hall to find me something?" ”

"Master is worried that you will get involved in some trouble, let me take a look."

"She's worried about me?" Junqiao smiled far-fetchedly, "You go back first, thank your master for me." ”

With a sigh, he went straight back to the guest room area.

Qinghuan walked to the door of the room, and inexplicably felt that something was strange, but he couldn't say it. She lingered in the doorway for a few moments before pushing it open and entering.

The room was clean and tidy, just as it had been when she left. Nan Yang sat at the table and drank slowly with a cup of tea. After seeing her, Nan Yang put down the teacup and said softly, "I'm back." ”

"Well, something happened, and I came back late."

"It's a little late, hungry? I'm going to get some food. Nan Yang's voice was very soft, and it sounded like a touch of gentleness that was different from the past, and a little bit of weakness that was disguised.

"Why, don't you care about what's going on over there?"

"Nothing happens as important as when you're hungry."

Qinghuan chuckled and shook his head: "It's the master who is hungry, right?" I haven't eaten all day. I don't know if Master is used to eating the food from the Central Plains, so I'll go to the kitchen and cook a few dishes. ”

“…… I'll go with you. ”

Nan Yang stood up and slowly walked towards Qinghuan. There was a distressing loneliness and nostalgia in her eyes, as if she was walking towards a dream that she would never reach but was desperate to touch.

Qinghuan didn't see Nan Yang's expression. She looked out the door and said with a smile: "Okay, although Master is not good at cooking, if he learns from me all year round, he will be able to learn it after many years." ”

"Yes, in many years, I will definitely learn." Nan Yang took Qinghuan's hand and followed her out of the door, whispering softly, "After many years, I learned it, so I will only cook it for you alone." ”

"It's okay, there's no hurry, we've had decades." There was a smile in Qinghuan's voice.

Nan Yang lowered his eyebrows, and his right hand, which was wrapped in gauze hidden in the cuffs, trembled slightly.