Dongfang Ce, Yang Fu, and Zhang Lan searched all the way along the White Horse Temple, and soon found traces left by the master's brawl.

On a dark street not far from the White Horse Temple, the houses on both sides have been in ruins, the ground is stained with blood, and the entire bluestone-paved road has been tragically scarred by the true qi of the sword wind, as if there is a giant beast fighting here.

"This is cut out by sword qi."

The bearded Yang Fu stood in front of a collapsed house and said to Zhang Lan beside him:

"It must be a sword master, and the true qi sword move is broken out here, and the sword is extremely fast, you see that there are more than a dozen sword marks on the wall of this house, so dense, it must be a flash shot."

He held the long knife at his waist, touched his beard, and sighed repeatedly:

"This Luoyang gathering really opened Yang's eyes, my yin and yang knife boasted of good knife skills, but in front of this master, I am afraid that I can't go through thirty moves."

"That's, this is Lu Guizang."

Zhang Lan didn't care.

He posed a fan and said:

"Since the Sword Monarch was abolished by the witch and cultivated, he is the first on the hot list, and he has a family inheritance, so it will not be difficult to enter the heavenly list in the future.

It's just Brother Yang, do you really want to keep this beard all the time? ”

Zhang Lan glanced at Yang Fu, and he said:

"I heard Shen Qiu say that you made an oath that if you don't defeat him for a day, you won't have a beard for a day... Tsk, with the progress of that guy's martial arts, I'm afraid you're going to keep your beard until you die. ”

"Hahaha"

Yang Fu laughed, but he didn't care.

He said:

"It's just that it says that it has a beard, and it doesn't say that it can't be trimmed.

Besides, looking at what Shen Qiu did today, I, Yang, should be really convinced, I have this heroic confidant in life, and I can talk about swordsmanship from time to time, what more can I ask for?

This beard, keep it, it looks a little older, that Shen Qiu, don't you also have a beard, his style is a little strange,"

"That beard doesn't go with long hair."

Speaking of dressing up, Zhang Lan became interested, he put away the folding fan, drew a circle on his hair, and said:

"Young Master Ben also asked him specifically, saying that he was going to go for long hair and make it short and broken, so that it would look better, but unfortunately Young Master Ben has a handsome face and is not suitable for growing a beard, it's a pity."

"You two are very laid-back."

Dongfang Ce's voice sounded from behind, and the seven swordsmen grabbed the Xuan Snake Sword and said to the two:

"Looking for your help, you wait to talk about dressing up, come with me, I have found traces, return to them, not far ahead, and I'm afraid it's already a win."

This pure yang hero's face was also full of relaxation, and he said:

"I don't have to worry about it."

The three of them walked along the quiet street, and in a short time they came to a courtyard where a wealthy merchant belonged to him.

But tonight's chaotic fighting, the family probably ran to take refuge.

"Yo, look who this is."

Zhang Lan landed in the courtyard, and at a glance saw the young man who was leaning against the tree in the courtyard, grinning and bandaging himself.

When they were in Suzhou, the two of them also met.

It's just that Zhang Lan has never seen such an embarrassed side of this immortal disciple.

The Confucian robe on Hua Qing's body was tattered, as if it had been cut by a sharp weapon, like strips of cloth, scattered strips, like an original beggar outfit.

There was a little blood on his body, and his left hand was wrapped in sackcloth, and blood was oozing out.

"This is not a child of our immortal family, a young man."

Zhang Lan stood beside Hua Qing in a shy, leaned her head to look, and seemed to be kind, holding up the fire candle beside her to illuminate Hua Qing.

The latter sat cross-legged on the ground, glared at Zhang Lan angrily, he looked up and down, and said with a sneer: Recommended reading TV//

"You prodigal, you're embarrassed to say me, look at yourself like this, it's like rolling in a swill bucket, the blood stinks, stay away from me!"

He threw out the golden cicada flying sickle and forced Zhang Lan back a few steps, and the latter flashed around in a free swim, but was not hit by the flying sickle.

He smiled and took a few steps back, holding the candle flame, and said to Hua Qing:

"Aren't you traveling the world? How can you also get involved in the Luoyang matter? Dongfang Ce said that you ambushed Qu Evil, this is, won the war? ”

"Nonsense."

Hua Qing was injured at this time, and he limped when he got up and walked, and he said angrily:

"The three of them went up together, there are peerless geniuses such as Lu Guizang, and there are also sword monarchs who sacrificed themselves as bait and used poison, if they can't win in this way, what kind of red dust do I have to experience?

Don't bother me, I'm going to ask Qu Xie about something, and you can play by yourself. ”

"Don't do that."

Zhang Lan put it on like a dog skin plaster, he followed Hua Qing and walked a few steps, saying:

"I said earlier, you must have something to do when you enter the rivers and lakes, let me hear it this time, Young Master Ben is also a decent person now, don't be so alienated from me."

"It's not that you won't be able to listen."

Hua Qing turned around and chuckled, and said:

"I'm afraid that if you listen to it, you won't be able to save your life, so you go over there."

He pointed to the wing on the left and said:

"There is a person over there, who has always wanted to see you, but because of all kinds of worries, she can't show up, tonight she really fought for her life, at this time she is seriously injured, and she needs help urgently.

Just go see her. ”

After speaking, Hua Qing lifted up and swept into the courtyard on the right side in a flash.

Zhang Lan held the folding fan and glanced at the house behind him, he pursed his lips, a little hesitant, but finally took a step.

Yang Fu escorted Dongfang Ce to the Intermediate Court.

As soon as the two entered the door, they saw Lu Guizang in the room with his eyes closed and breathing, this Ningbo swordsman's green clothes were also stained with a little blood, and there were three bloody wounds on his chest and abdomen.

Before, Qu Evil fought for his life, the fish intestine stabbing method, burst unmatched, and almost cut off the internal organs in Lu Guizang's abdomen, if it wasn't for Shen Lan blocking it, Lu Guizang's plan would not be just so injured.

This battle is really dangerous.

Even if the Red Lian Demon Lord was not in his heyday, and he was weak and weak due to being drained of his essence and blood, the number one assassin in the rivers and lakes who had dominated the rivers and lakes for decades really played with his life, which still terrified the hearts of these rivers and lakes.

"Hide!"

Dongfang Ce saw that his friend was injured, so he stepped forward quickly, and Lu Guizang also opened his eyes.

He saw that Dongfang Ce was covered in blood, and his face was a little pale, and he also endured the pain, stood up, his eyes were often concerned, the two held hands together, and Lu Guizang asked softly:

"Dongfang, you fought in the military formation, but you were injured?"

"My little injury is not worth mentioning, and it will be fine to breathe overnight."

Dongfang Ce helped Lu Guizang to sit on the chair, he leaned down, looked at the three bloody wounds on Lu Guizang's body, his eyes were full of anxiety, and he kept taking out various porcelain bottles of medicine from his wide sleeves.

The meaning of concern is beyond words.

The candle flame flickered, the two men in the room were tender and sincere, and Yang Fu was stunned at the door.

This bearded man has become a relative, although he has no children, but he is also very affectionate with his wife at home in Jinan, although he has heard some things about Longyang in his young life.

But I never thought that the man's resolute friendship could reach the point in front of him.

The bearded man's mind was shocked.

He pursed his lips, looked at the two good men in front of him only had each other in their eyes, and felt that he was standing here very unpleasantly, and he didn't dare to step forward, so he was at a loss, gently covered the door, and quietly retreated.

"I didn't see anything..."

Yang Fu said this to himself a few times, and saw that Zhang Lan in the courtyard was also missing, and thought that there were several places here, and I was afraid that there would be no problems.

He got up and swept out of the courtyard and went back to the White Horse Temple, he was still worried about Shen Qiu's injury.

However, he introduced Shen Qiu as a confidant, then Shen Qiu is also a hot-blooded good man, and between him and Shen Qiu, it will not also develop like Dongfang Ce...

"Smack"

Yang Fu gently slapped himself and told him not to think nonsense.

I kept recalling my wife's face and figure, as well as interesting stories between the two husband and wife.

He walked quickly and disappeared into the night.

As soon as Zhang Lan pushed open the door here, he was greeted by a knife light, which was very fast, but he lost his delicacy and was blocked by Zhang Lan with a folding fan, so he could see the attacker clearly.

"Xiuhe..."

Zhang Lan saw that Xiuhe was wearing a black skirt in front of him, with a hat, holding a scarlet sword in his hand, under the veil, he couldn't see his eyes clearly, but between the stiff movements, he was no longer a living thing.

The playboy lamented in his heart, it was really a shame.

"Xiuhe, come back."

A weak and familiar voice sounded in the room, Xiuhe put the knife back into its sheath, and Fuer took a few steps back to protect the man.

Zhang Lan turned her head to look, and Shen Lan was leaning against the bed.

A red dress hung down to the edge of the bed, her hands folded on her abdomen, leaning on the head of the bed, her long hair was scattered, and there was a strong smell of medicine in the room, as well as a pungent smell of blood.

This enchantress is completely uncovered.

Between her waist and abdomen, it seems that she has been slashed by a long knife, the flesh and blood are turned up, and the bones can be faintly seen.

The person who hurt her must have hated her very much.

This knife is aimed at her life.

Seeing that Shen Lan was still alive, Zhang Lan's heart relaxed a little, but when he saw Shen Lan, he sneered, turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Shen Lan.

"Gongzi Zhang, can't you see a concubine like this?"

Shen Lan Demon Girl coughed a few times, and there was a lot of pain in her voice, this was not a disguise.

Her state at this time is really bad to the extreme.

"The good deeds you have done yourself, you know in your own heart!"

Zhang Lan grabbed the folding fan and didn't look at Shen Lan's face, he also knew that he couldn't see the beauty suffering, for fear that he would see it and feel pity for Shen Lan.

But I originally thought that I would be happy when I saw the demon girl seriously injured.

It's just that this is true, but Zhang Lan found that there is no happiness in his heart.

"Yes, it's the concubine who did it herself."

Facing Zhang Lan's cold voice, Shen Lan lowered her head and said:

"The thing in Suzhou was that the concubine did something wrong, and the concubine was a ghost who did something wrong, harming Xiuhe, harming the innocent, and harming herself.

Now I wake up, but it's too late.

But Zhang Lan..."

There was movement behind him, Zhang Lan looked back, and the demon girl who was seriously injured so far, with Xiuhe's support, gritted her teeth and stood up, bowed down to apologize to Zhang Lan, and bowed to the end.

The injury is in the abdomen, and such an action will inevitably make her cramp like Ling Chi.

Blood dripped to the ground.

Shen Lan's pain made her voice change tone, and she was even more hoarse, just like an old woman opening her mouth.

She said:

"Zhang Lan, you have a deep affection for the concubine, but the concubine betrayed you, the concubine doesn't dare to ask for your forgiveness, just hope, you don't have to hold grudges in your heart.

The concubine wants you to know that the concubine is really wrong. ”

"Don't talk! Is it really dead? ”

The figure flickered, Zhang Lan swept to Shen Lan's side, helped her up, sent her to the bed, and clicked a few acupuncture points on her wound, injecting true qi so that the blood would not overflow again.

He looked at Shen Lan, whose lips were bloodless, and his pretty face was as white as paper, like a person who was seriously ill.

But there was an abnormal dead silence in those eyes.

Zhang Lan also walked through Miao Jiang, and he had also met Mrs. Tongtang in person, knowing the methods of the Gu masters, he frowned, stretched out his hand, and covered Shen Lan's left chest, but without a trace of obscenity.

He sensed Shen Lan's heart beating, and after a few breaths, he withdrew his finger and said:

"Madame planted Gu for you? Young Master Ben said that you suddenly seem to have changed as a person, and you can make your heart change so much... Could it be that the pure heart Gu can't succeed? ”

"Madame is here to save the concubine."

Shen Lan saw the concern in Zhang Lan's eyes, and her heart was suddenly relieved, and the two seemed to have returned to the Yanyu Building in Suzhou, but the beauty was no longer charming, and the son was more stable.

Changed.

"The pure heart Gu in this heart is pressing the poison of the dragon finger to not spread, if there is no lady to help, the poison is afraid that it has already spread to the whole body, so that the concubine body will turn into a poisonous monster that is immortal.

The concubine is bent on revenge, but she ruined others and herself. ”

She stretched out her hand and put it on Zhang Lan's hand, Zhang Lan felt that the demon girl's hand was as cold as snow, so she lowered her head and removed Shen Lan's black gauze gloves.

The slender fingers that stroked the harp and played thousands of pieces of music were now covered with black spots, like the fingers of a dead man, stiff with evil and the smell of poison.

"You..."

Zhang Lan touched the wasted hands, he looked at the demon girl, and he said:

"I also heard Shen Qiu say that in order to avenge Xiuhe, you learned a very evil martial art, why do you bother?"

"The concubine doesn't know."

Shen Lan's pale face showed a lonely smile, she closed her eyes and said:

The concubine didn't know what she thought that day, and why she had to come to this point.

Now that this mind is ethereal, and then thinking about the past, the concubine really feels that she is guilty and should have died a long time ago. It's a pity that God doesn't allow the concubine to die.

If you want your concubine to experience the suffering of the world, sink in the sea of suffering, and still not be freed. ”

She lifted the hand that frightened the crying child, put it in front of her eyes, smiled bitterly, and said:

"The concubine originally thought that if you apologize to Zhang Gongzi, you must play a good song to eliminate the anger in your heart.

It's a pity that the hands of the concubine body, I'm afraid that in the future, I won't be able to play the piano again. Zhang Lan, you... Don't get angry, okay? ”

Tears squeezed out of the corners of Shen Lan's eyes, she glanced at Xiuhe, and then at Zhang Lan, she said:

"Xiuhe is dead, I played myself useless, as long as you are fine, we will not be able to go back to Suzhou for a long time, it is all my fault, don't be angry, can you forgive me?

I don't have any friends anymore, you're the only one left, don't be angry, okay? ”

When you are seriously injured, your mind is most fragile.

Fighting and killing Qu Xie tonight can be regarded as making the last obsession in Shen Lan's heart dissipate, and seeing Zhang Lan in front, the pain in her heart can no longer be suppressed.

She didn't care about the serious injuries on her body, so she hugged Zhang Lan's arm, gave up all her face, and begged each other bitterly.

"You can't play the piano anymore, and I don't draw that beauty anymore, you and I have changed too much."

Zhang Lan let out a sigh of relief.

Women, back and forth are the same set, crying, making trouble and hanging themselves.

But on the contrary, he is soft-hearted, and he just can't see this.

Seeing her mother's frail health since she was a child, and she died in order to give birth to herself, Zhang Lan already had a protective desire for women, and when she saw Shen Lan so desolate, the hatred in her heart also dissipated like the wind.

He stretched out his hand and gently patted Shen Lan, who was crying and breaking down, as if comforting a child, he whispered:

"But I'm not angry, Lan'er be well-behaved, I'll take you to see the Medicine King and treat your injuries, Lan'er be well-behaved, don't cry."

I'm not angry, really, when you're healed, we'll go back to Suzhou.

Everything will be fine, everything will be fine. ”