Xue Ling's smile disappeared on his face little by little, and the coachman really took an oil-paper umbrella down, walked in front of Huo Yunsheng, and handed it to him, as if he really let him hold Xue Ling along.

Shen Tuyi came up and muttered and asked Xue Ling, "Are you sure you don't recognize the wrong person?" ”

She didn't recognize the wrong person, and Huo Yunsheng wouldn't have misrecognized her if he thought about it. Although she freshened up in the city gate teahouse before going out, last night's general's sideburns have not changed. She remembered that she had also met Huo Yunsheng in Chen Wangfu, and the two of them didn't get together for an inch.

Today, the robe on her body is close-fitting, and it is not difficult to see that she is a girl's family, but Huo Yunsheng didn't ask why the third lady of Qi Mansion came to this wilderness. She shouted those words again, he should have known, he knew that he was the little young master of Pingcheng, the son of the Xue family who was forced to jump off the cliff back then.

So, what kind of mind is he talking to himself?

Did he forget those things?

Those things that are so heart-wrenching to her, why can't this person make any waves when he dies?

Huo Yunsheng stretched the umbrella open, and the old plum on the umbrella painted with plain ink seemed to be extremely alive in water, and it came to Xue Ling enchantingly. She took half a step back for no reason, stood firm, and then slashed forward with her horizontal sword, straight under the umbrella.

Huo Yunsheng retreated quickly, but the umbrella couldn't be closed, and a long opening was sliding. The people in the carriage behind all jumped down, and one of them threw his blade to Huo Yunsheng, and he took advantage of the retreat to lose the handle of the umbrella to pick it up, and the umbrella rolled and fell far away.

The people of the Jiang Mansion rushed up in an instant, surrounding Huo Yunsheng and his party in the middle, the crossbow was already full of arrows, and the bow and dagger raised their hands to look at Xue Ling, just waiting for her to nod. It was not easy to shoot Huo Yunsheng into a sieve, but it was decided that he would be injured and no longer have the power to resist.

Xue Ling glanced at the umbrella, hung his sword and smiled, and said, "When you die, God will open his eyes." She looked sideways at the bow dagger, and before she could nod, she heard Huo Yunsheng's dull "um".

Quickly looked over, and saw that his hand was covering his abdomen, and the blood had already stained the entire palm of his hand red, and began to invade the road. The two members of the Huo family shouted "Young Master", and while urgently going to help, they picked up a knife to set up a few Xianbei people.

Yuan didn't need them to do much, as soon as the blow was successful, the man drew his knife, rolled away from the attack, and stood in front of Xue Ling. first saluted her respectfully, and then slowly turned to look at Huo Yunsheng.

It is inconvenient to carry too conspicuous blades on the road, and the Hu people's broadswords are not easy to carry around. The sabers of several Xianbei people are carefully selected Liang people in Beijing. It makes more sense to call it a saber and a dagger. is generally with Xue Ling's peace, they are all more than sharp, their strength is insufficient, and they are good at defending and not attacking.

Huo Yunsheng was not very wary of these Hu people, and Huo Zhun had a lot of contact with him about the current situation in Xianbei, so he never imagined that he would suddenly make trouble here. Along the way, he saw the Hu man holding the saber in his hand several times as if he was playing with it, and in the end it was actually for himself.

The blade pierced his abdomen straight through his back, and he covered his hand, and the tip of the knife came out of his palm. The internal organs were injured, and the blood that came out was slightly black. The two people knew that something was wrong, so they pulled a bamboo tube around their waists and threw it into the sky, I don't know what it was, the green smoke floated far away or was thick, and it didn't disperse at all.

Huo Yunsheng put his hand on a person's shoulder, he had the intention to tell his subordinates to flee for his life, but he couldn't even speak because of the pain. The blade was pulled out in a deflected direction, deliberately making the wound in the body worse.

He thought that he should die here today.

He heard the carriage passing by one after another, and he also wondered if something had happened in Beijing. But the so-called Huo Yunsheng of the bow dagger would send someone to inquire about the situation, but he still thought about it badly.

There are only a few people in Huo Mansion, if they are scattered, wouldn't it be even more opportunities for people to take advantage of. The best thing to do is to speed up and get to Shouling. The first is to avoid being caught up by the people behind as much as possible, and the second is to make the people who go to report the news have little time to prepare.

Therefore, when the people from Jiangfu who went to guard the valley came back, they were afraid that they would be too anxious to restrain the horses, and the neighing of the horses would make Huo Yunsheng hear. It's just that the people came too quickly, almost following him into the valley. If it weren't for the three Hu people who deliberately ran to pull their stomachs twice, they might have arrived faster, and Xue Ling and the others might not have the ability to chat.

But Huo Yunsheng never thought that the people who were waiting for him would be in this canyon. And the three Hu people were alive in an instant, and they were no longer half-dead in the car.

He looked up at the word "Ming" in Xue Ling, Miss Qi San, Chen Wangfu, Jiang Guogong, and Luma Mansion, and he finally put together the fragments of the ghost ball and spelled out a big Xue character.

The son of the Xue family, is he a daughter?

He didn't have time to think about what was strange inside, and he covered his wound and wanted to retreat, but when he lifted his leg, he couldn't hold it and staggered, and fell on top of his subordinates.

With the Hu Ren's knife, there is no need to use the bow and crossbow anymore. Bystanders rushed up and forced a few subordinates away in the blink of an eye. Huo Yunsheng had no power to fight back, and after a few rounds, he was kicked down by Xue Ling, lying on the ground, blood foaming in his mouth meandering along his breath, and when he encountered rain, he opened into a beautiful light pink.

The stacking of bits and pieces is quite similar to the peach blossom crisp crumbs that Xue Ling fell out that year.

Xue Ling waited for a while, and saw that the person did not get up again, so he slid Pingyi out, slowly walked to Huo Yunsheng's side, squatted down, and said with a shallow smile: "Look, I said that as soon as you die, God will open your eyes, isn't this rain just about to stop?" ”

Huo Yunsheng also laughed, first silently curling the corners of his mouth, and then choking and laughing. Xue Ling put Pingyi on Huo Yunsheng's neck, and she had to send the head back to Wei Long. This sentence of corpse is far less troublesome than Huo Zhun, you can guess that Wei Long wants to see the dead body, not the living.

She gestured and said, "Go down and say hello to Huo Zhun for me, just say that other people can't wait too long." ”

Huo Yunsheng closed his eyes and gasped, "Your father...".

His body trembled violently, only the sound of choking blood leaking in his throat remained, and his eyes opened and stared at Xue Ling when he was dying, full of disbelief. Xue Ling moved the blade downward, but it seemed that he didn't find the right position, and Pingyi was stuck in the middle of the neck bone, unable to cut it.

This time, in the end, Huo Yunsheng had already lost a lot of blood, and he was calm and profitable, and the blood at the incision was only quickly covered in the road, and it was not sprayed everywhere. Xue Ling shook his hand, picked up Pingyi and wiped the blood back and forth on Huo Yunsheng's corpse, and said to himself, "My father." ”

"My dad wants me to die, it's not like I don't know."

"It's up to you."

She stood up and tried to retract her peace into her sleeve, but found that there was still blood on it, and it hadn't been wiped clean at all. Huo Yunsheng's clothes were covered with blood, and they hadn't dried yet, so where could she wipe her sword clean.

She looked at it twice and threw it into the grass by the side of the road.

Huo Yunsheng's eyes were not closed, he was about to say, "Your father's body is buried on Yulan Mountain, ten miles east of the suburbs of the city, and it is a treasure of feng shui. ”

It was true that the Huo family wanted to cut the grass and eradicate the roots back then, and he wanted Xue Yihan to die, which had little to do with Xue Yihan. Although there was no beautiful funeral, at least he changed into a clean funeral clothes.

For what, there's no way to know. Anyway, Xue Ling didn't finish listening to it, she forgot that someone had said that after Xue Yihan committed suicide, it was Huo Yunsheng who went to collect the corpse. She began to be reluctant to attack, and it was also a hindrance to stay.

After days of bitter wind and rain, the last pomegranate flower in the Cunshan Hall fell.