Chapter 13: Death is like the wind

The white-robed man pursed his lips slightly, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and his expression was really arrogant. Leaning against the big locust tree and slowly sitting down, he finally said a few words quietly.

"Wuguan, Dugu seeks defeat!"

Hum, Zhao Yougong only felt that the blood and qi in his mind were surging, and he almost fainted.

Sword Demon Lonely Seeking Defeat? Although the last years of the Northern Song Dynasty in this time and space have long been fragmented, it is still unbelievable to hear this name.

His eyes were wide open, and his whole heart was about to jump out, he never thought that one day he would see the real Dugu seeking defeat. Sword Demon Dugu seeks defeat, and he has been obsessed with martial arts all his life, no wonder he is so arrogant, because Dugu has arrogant capital. The breeze carried the fragrance of acacia flowers, and the midnight dew wet the grass blades, but there was no coolness in my heart. Zhao Yougong was excited, but he didn't dare to show that he was too conspicuous, because at least until now, he didn't know why Dugu Qiu Defeat would find him.

"Lonely and seeking defeat? Is it failure that you're after? ”

Zhao Yougong instinctively asked, but did not get any answer. Dugu squinted slightly, his neck tilted upward, as if he hadn't heard it at all. Zhao Yougong suddenly felt very powerless, and in the face of Dugu's defeat, all the words seemed to dissipate in the air. Could it be that Dugu seeks defeat is so ignorant of anyone? Weirdo, really weird.

Zhao Yougong was not discouraged, swallowed his saliva, and continued to ask, "Who asked you to come to this king to compete?" ”

"Win, sue you!"

There are five words in total, as if they jumped out of between their teeth, without any emotion at all. Zhao Yougong's forehead was almost black, and his pupils shrank, so he grinned and sneered, "If you want to win you, it's not easy?" ”

"Huh?" Dugu's squinted eyes finally opened a little, but there was more mockery in that look, as if he was despising Zhao Yougong's words.

In fact, Dugu should not despise Zhao Yougong for defeat, Zhao Yougong can live under the shadow of Zhao Ji for so many years, how can he be an idle person? I saw Zhao Yougong sit forward slightly, and then his right hand clenched his fist and swung it violently, his fist was released, and a piece of gray dust went towards Dugu's defeat, and for a while, Dugu only felt that his eyes were gray and he couldn't see anything.

It's grass and wood ash, Dugu didn't expect Zhao Yougong to be defeated, a county king, would use such indiscriminate means, no matter how much he wanted to beat Zhao Yougong in his heart, at least now he had to avoid this sudden grass and wood ash first. Waving his sleeves in front of him, his body was already straight up, and as soon as his foot kicked the locust tree, he wanted to jump out of the range of grass and wood ash. Although Dugu's response to defeat was fast enough, it was still not as prepared as Zhao Yougong, just listening to a gust of wind in his ears, there was a chill on Dugu's neck.

The smoke and dust dissipated, Dugu Qiu looked at Zhao Yougong in front of him coldly, and put a dagger against his neck, he couldn't move even if he wanted to. At this time, the corners of Zhao Yougong's mouth rose, his eyebrows were raised, and there was a smile on his face, as if he wanted to return all the contempt he had just received to Dugu for defeat.

"If you lose, you can sue the king!"

"Despicable!"

"Despicable? Haha" Hearing these two words, the smile on Zhao Yougong's face became even bigger, his smile seemed to be laughing at Dugu for defeat, and as if he was laughing at himself, "What is despicable, can you explain?" Maybe you're right, it's not a master's doing, but Zhao has never said that he is a master, and Zhao has never been a good person. Dugu seeks defeat, what do you know besides practicing martial arts? If it weren't for that, Zhao would have been dead for many years, despicable? Haha, as long as he can win, Zhao doesn't care what means he uses! ”

Zhao Yougong's face was ruddy, it was excited, his voice was a little high, it seemed that he was talking about Dugu's defeat, but he was talking more to himself. Over the years, he has been too bitter and tired, and he has to pretend to be ignorant and stupid every day, and even sometimes he has to pretend to be crazy and stupid. He did this to make Zhao Ji despise him, ignore him, and laugh at him, over the years, he has broken the hearts of many people, and the most painful thing for him is Sakura? S, that poor woman is in charge of the Chu Palace, but she still has to face his Zhao Yougong's cold words.

Listening to Zhao Yougong's somewhat scattered words, Dugu frowned deeply, he could hear that Zhao Yougong was very bitter in his heart, he said so much, it was more about catharsis. But put yourself in your shoes and think about it, I also understand Zhao Yougong a little, a county king, looks infinitely beautiful, but which of the Bianliang nobles can really look down on him, a county king, there is only danger around him for more than ten years, and there is no friend, it is really ridiculous and sad, if it was another person, maybe it would have collapsed a long time ago, because it is too tiring to live like this, it is better to die than to be happy.

Somehow, Dugu thought of himself, lonely people, all have the same distress, that is, no one understands. Debuted at the age of thirteen, Dugu sought defeat and traveled north and south of the river, from the desert in the north to the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, he challenged too many people and offended too many people, many people felt that he was impersonal and arrogant, therefore, he has no friends and many enemies until now.

Frowning, Dugu smiled lightly, "Are you afraid?" ”

Afraid? Zhao Yougong snorted and said with a cold smile, "Yes, Zhao is afraid, Zhao is very afraid of death, my father saved me with his life, how can Zhao live up to his kindness?" Zhao wants to live and take revenge! ”

With a long sigh, Zhao Yougong shook his head lightly again, "I said too much, there are many things you shouldn't hear, Dugu is seeking defeat, I'm sorry, these secrets can't be passed on, so this king can only kill you!" ”

Murderous together, Zhao Yougong's whole expression changed, his face was resolute, the corners of his mouth were upturned, and he was indescribably ruthless, in order to protect himself, even if Dugu sought defeat, he couldn't stay, although he respected Dugu for defeat, but at least now they are not friends, so Zhao Yougong is unwilling and does not dare to take risks.

In the face of this sudden burst of killing intent, Dugu sought defeat but didn't realize it, he leaned close to the locust tree, and his face regained that faint look, "You can't kill!" ”

"Who said that?"

is a good Dugu seeking defeat, and he is still so calm at this time, do you really think that he Zhao Yougong will not dare to kill? Hold the dagger tightly, as long as you go one more point, you can take Dugu's life, at this moment Zhao Yougong's heart beats, this moment is a little unbearable after all, but what can you do? The dagger moved forward slowly

The spring breeze in the forest floats, filled with a kind of cold, a kind of fragrance, and under the dim moonlight, the two lonely men are still stubbornly looking at each other.

To kill, or not to kill?

Dugu still laughed after all, he knew that Zhao Yougong couldn't do it, although he didn't know what the reason was. Just as Dugu thought about defeat, Zhao Yougong still hesitated, and just when he couldn't make a decision, a slow and old voice sounded in the forest.

"Jiurou, stop it!"

Jiulang, there are only three people in this world who will call him that, one is his late grandmother Concubine Zhu, one is his father Zhao Yi, and the other is his mentor nameless old man. Jiulang, which was given by Concubine Zhu, is the largest in the number of yang, and is known as the most noble, and nine, which gives his grandmother's expectations for him, that is, to achieve the limit and become the supreme of the ninety-five.

Zhao Yougong withdrew the dagger, turned around slowly, and not far away, an old man in a gray cloak walked slowly, the old man was thin, a wisp of beard was already completely white, and his long white eyebrows seemed to block his eyes. The wrinkles on the old man's face were clearly visible, and he looked like he was eighty years old and ninety years old. However, no one dared to underestimate him, at least before Dugu and Zhao Yougong did not appear as an old man.

This seemingly thin old man is Zhao Yougong's mentor nameless old man, if there is anyone else in this world who can make Zhao Yougong obedient, it is only this old man. The old man's kindness to Zhao Yougong, Zhao Yougong understands it very well in his heart, so he respects his teacher, and sometimes Zhao Yougong's teacher is more like his relatives.

"Master, why are you here?"

The old man looked at Zhao Yougong and said with a kind smile, "Of course you have to come as a teacher, otherwise wouldn't Dugu be killed by your hands?" ”

"Teacher, was Dugu's defeat brought by your old man?" Zhao Yougong looked at the old man suspiciously, he really didn't understand why the old man wanted to ask for defeat in Dugu, didn't he know that Dugu was a ** annoyance?

The old man didn't rush to answer, but turned his face to look at Dugu and asked, "Dugu, can you tell the old man your choice now?" Do you stay, or do you leave? ”

"Go back to the old man, stay alone!"

Dugu was so respectful to the old man, which was really unexpected by Zhao Yougong. At this time, he kept thinking about the question in his mind, that is, what the hell is going on, what to leave? What to stay?

After receiving Dugu's reply, the old man nodded with satisfaction. Leaving Dugu to seek defeat, the old man sighed in a not very happy tone, "Jiulang, how many times have you been told by the teacher, don't expose your martial arts before leaving the capital, why don't you listen?" ”

The old man was obviously a little dissatisfied, Zhao Yougong lowered his head and said slowly, "Teacher, I'm sorry, the disciple didn't do it on purpose, this Oiran incident may be an opportunity for the disciple to leave the capital, so the disciple"

"So you disobeyed the instructions of your teacher and showed your martial arts without authorization? Hey, Jiulang, as a teacher, you know the bitterness in your heart, but you have to understand how much risk it means for you to expose your martial arts at this time! ”

"Teacher, the disciple knows his mistake, please punish him!" Zhao Yougong knew that the old man was kind to him, so he knelt on the ground.

Looking at Zhao Yougong who was kneeling on the ground, the old man gently closed his eyes, and after a long time, he reached out and touched the top of Zhao Yougong's head, "That's it, that's it, you've grown up, you always have your own ideas, and it's inconvenient to force you to do anything as a teacher." It's just Jiulang, you have to remember that no matter what, you have to live, as long as you can live, what if everything else disappears? Otherwise, wouldn't you be ashamed of your poor grandmother? ”

"Thank you for your teachings!" Zhao Yougong lowered his head, but in his heart, it may not be as he said, of course it is important to live, but won't his father's revenge be avenged? Is all the humiliation he has endured for so many years in vain?

No, he Zhao Yougong can't do it, he has to pay back a hundred times the pain that Zhao Ji gave him.

Fate is endless, death is like the wind, panic in the world, who can hear his cry?

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