Bang!

A heavy rain fell from the sky, and the night and rain, as well as the misty lights, wrapped the pier tightly.

Ye Xiangdong looked indifferent, and led the Ye family warriors to run back and forth in the rain curtain, gathered more than two hundred human heads, and carefully stored them in wooden boxes.

Chen Yun left the dock with two clippers and went to the scene of the incident to find and recover the bodies of the deceased.

On the periphery of the wharf, Su Yun and Su Yuanfang looked at the busy people through the window of the carriage.

When they saw the two worshippers of the Ye family coming with people, the two of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They were really worried that Gongsun Kang would be mad and would take this opportunity to assassinate Ye Xiangdong.

If something happens to Ye Xiangdong, it will really be a big mess in the world.

Now that the two worshippers are here, Gongsun Kang can't get a bargain even if he makes a move.

Su Yuanfang coughed lightly: "That, you remember to tell Ye Changsheng that Gongsun Kang's sword is very evil." ”

Su Yun's identity was a little embarrassing and sensitive, and Su Yuanfang didn't know what to call for a while.

"Evil Sect?" Su Yun looked surprised.

Su Yuanfang nodded: "That sword is called the Xuanlong Sword, it was excavated by the Gongsun family from an ancient ruin, it is said that none of the people who have worn the Xuanlong Sword can survive for ten years." ”

Su Yun suddenly thought of something, her heart was shocked, and she lost her voice: "Sword slave?!"

She had heard Ye Changsheng say that if the sword spirit of a sword was too powerful and tyrannical, it would in turn control the soul of the swordsman, making the swordsman a sword slave.

The sword spirit can bring strong strength to the sword slave, but it will also continue to absorb the soul power of the sword slave and absorb the essence blood of the sword slave until the sword slave is drained alive.

This explains why Gongsun Kang's strength suddenly skyrocketed, and he became so tyrannical, killing several real elites of the Gongsun family in the Western Capital.

The few people he killed were all his brothers, but just a few words of ridicule at him led to death.

Su Yuanfang shook his head: "This is the secret of the Gongsun family, I don't know much, in short, that sword is very evil, I have seen sword slaves, but none of them are like Gongsun Kang." ”

Su Yun's face turned a little pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "Gongsun Ran, you handed over such an evil sword to his biological son with your own hands?!"

Su Yuanfang sighed and said: "Where will the royal family have any affection? I also heard that it was Gongsun Ran who sent someone to the Xingyue Sect and deliberately revealed Ye Changsheng's recent scenery and the defeat of Xiao Baiyi twice to Gongsun Kang, so Gongsun Kang couldn't wait to come to Furong City. ”

Su Yun was chilled, she thought she knew enough about the ruthlessness of the royal family, but she didn't expect that the reality was even more unbearable than she imagined.

Su Yuanfang smiled bitterly, is there still less dirty things that happened in the Su family?

He pushed open the door of the carriage, and as soon as he got down, a guard brought over the open umbrella.

He glanced at Su Yun, who was pale, and reminded: "The only person Gongsun Kang didn't kill in the Western Capital was a half-step congenital. ”

......

The rain poured down and hit the roof tiles, making a dense and noisy sound.

Lines of water flowed down from the tile like a curtain of water, hanging from the window.

Gongsun Kang sat in front of the window, looking at the distorted image outside the water curtain, his eyes glazed and empty.

He was wearing loose pajamas, his pale face was wrapped in a faint black gas, two circles with an eerie flush, and some sunken eye sockets were bloodshot like cobwebs.

The old man sitting on the side was in tears while giving Gongsun Kang his pulse.

He withdrew his trembling hand, fell to his knees with a puff, looked up at Gongsun Kang, and cried: "Young Master, you can't torture yourself anymore, it's too late to stop now!"

Gongsun Kang looked blank and shook his head: "Uncle Yun, it's too late, don't you understand, they told me the news that Ye Changsheng defeated Xiao Baiyi twice, and told me the news that Wenjian Pavilion had opened to Furong City, just to force me to make a move." ”

Gongsun Kang sighed lightly: "That's it, I can't blame them, I still can't bear it myself, the gap between me and Ye Changsheng is getting bigger and bigger, if I can't defeat him now, then I won't have a chance in the future." ”

"There will be a chance, there will be a chance. Uncle Yun hurriedly said, "As long as you take care of your body now, you will definitely have a chance." ”

Gongsun Kang smiled sadly: "Uncle Yun, you have watched me grow up since I was a child, and the whole family, only you really care about me, go back, tell my father and mother the true situation of me, and tell them that I am useless, and I don't blame them." ”

Uncle Yun burst into tears, tremblingly took the young master's hand to support him, and while he was not paying attention, he suddenly pulled down the long sword on Gongsun Kang's waist.

Gongsun Kang was shocked: "Uncle Yun, let it go!"

Where is Uncle Yun willing to let go, tears in his eyes, and he said angrily: "It's you, it's you, hurt the young master, you, you get out of me!"

As he spoke, he threw his long black sword hard at the window.

Airplanes!

A black sword light peeked out of the scabbard, as small as a netherworld, fleeting.

Time seemed to stop flowing, and Uncle Yun's figure froze in an instant.

The black long sword slowly slipped from his thin big hand, like a spirit snake, and with a light turn, it returned to Gongsun Kang's waist.

Gongsun Kang trembled all over, and walked in front of Uncle Yun in despair.

Burst!

On Uncle Yun's neck, a line of blood suddenly cracked, and hot blood sprayed wildly on Gongsun Kang's face.

Uncle Yun!

Gongsun Kang curled up in the corner, clutching Uncle Yun's corpse tightly, and let out a suppressed cry like a beast.

......

The Swordsmiths' Guild, outside the small door of a courtyard, stood in the rain with sledgehammer clenched fists.

Tears and rain are indistinguishable on the face.

Hu Changdong, like him, was a playmate of Gongzi when he was a child, and he grew up together, and his relationship was not ordinarily deep.

Since the death of eldest brother Changchun, Gongzi has regarded Changdong as a relative, and this time he came to Furong City, and specially asked Uncle Xiang Dong to take him out for a long time.

How can it be so good, how can it be just, and it will die?

The sledgehammer wiped the tears and rain from his face hard, and he couldn't cry.

He was homesick, he missed Sanshui Town, if it weren't for taking care of his son, he wouldn't be able to stay even a second in this flashy city.

Childe used to tell him that when people are born, they will have a heart, and if they have a heart, they will have prejudices, and if they have prejudices, they will grind against the world, and they will not stop until the day they die.

That's why we need to practice in order to slow down the harm from this world and to protect ourselves.

In the past, he always felt that Childe's words were too exaggerated and pessimistic, but now he believes more and more.

However, the more this is the case, the more he can't escape, because Childe didn't escape, and Childe still needs him.

Sledgehammer wiped away a handful of tears again, and erected his broad shoulders, as if holding up the rain curtain of the whole world.

A trace of sadness was withdrawn, and a certain part of his heart became hard.