Li Huaishu and his three guards surrounded the fencer. The swordsman's swordsmanship is exquisite, even though fighting with Ye Rong just now consumed a lot of his energy and injured him, the surging hatred in his heart burned him, and the idea of dying and dying together filled his brain, and his strength was still much higher than that of Li Huaishu and the others.

The two guards fell to the ground first. The swordsman sneered: "Nosy fool, dare to fight me even if you learn a little fur?" ”

Li Huaishu was also wounded, he was not the opponent of the swordsman, and was defeated by the sword of the swordsman. The swordsman didn't want to kill him, his target was Ye Rong. Ye Rong couldn't stand up anymore, so he could only concentrate and throw out the hidden weapon hidden in his sleeve. More than a dozen golden needles flew out at the same time. The swordsman quickly blocked, but was still hit by the golden needle.

He didn't care, but his face suddenly changed: "Poisonous!" ”

Each of these more than ten golden needles has been quenched with deadly poison. The swordsman endured the pain and said hatefully: "You, who boast of being above board, will also poison the secret weapon?" Oh, well, that's it! ”

The swordsman's lips darkened, and his internal organs ached like cracking. He gritted his teeth and walked towards Ye Rong step by step. Xue Mingcan took Ye Rong's sword. Ye Rong fell, she hasn't yet.

But at this time, she saw blood spilling from the swordsman's neck, and fell to the ground with her eyes open. Li Huaishu's sword was dripping with the blood of a swordsman, but the blood was quickly washed away by the rain.

The world behind him was dark.

"Mingcan." Ye Rong called, "Mingcan." ”

"Master!" Fear was like the rain that fell from the sky, enveloping Xue Mingcan from all directions like dark clouds in the sky. She looked at Ye Rong's weak expression, listened to his painful cough, and felt that something was changing. And she's not ready for that.

"Master, Mingcan is here."

Ye Rong tried to calm his breath, and his gaze fell on Xue Mingcan and Li Huaishu beside her through the rain curtain.

Back then, he took her hand and led her to this vast world; Now, he's leaving. Xue Mingcan has just grown up,

He has too many concerns. He didn't have time to teach her or protect her, and his life was coming to an end soon.

"Mingcan, Master is leaving." He said with difficulty, he clearly felt that life was passing, "You don't get angry and don't hate, you have to ...... You have to be happy and live the life you want. ”

"I want to go back to Mt. Qiuye with Master!" Xue Mingcan cried and shouted, "I just want to live with Master like before!" ”

Ye Rong coughed again, and he smiled desolately: "Master...... There's no going back. ”

"No, let's go back together, let's go back together!"

Lightning streaked across the sky, thunder resounded through the sky, Ye Rong heard Xue Mingcan's cry, and even felt her tears mixed with rain.

"Mingcan, don't be afraid...... The wind and rain are heavy, "In a trance, he saw Xue Mingcan, who was weak and helpless and full of fear in the Xue Mansion that year, he was really relieved, but now he is really tired and tired, "You have to be brave...... Go ahead. ”

Ye Rong closed his eyes, he could still feel the pain of the rain falling, it was so cold. Then, he could no longer feel anything around him. He couldn't hear Xue Mingcan's heart-wrenching cry.

Xue Mingcan hugged Ye Rong's gradually stiff and cool body, and shouted Master over and over again.

"Master, let's go back to Qiuye Mountain together!"

How untrue all this was, how could she leave the capital happily and walk in a carriage on the way back to the Choye Mountain......

Helplessness and fear came with the wind and rain, she heard Li Huaishu calling her, her eyes were hazy with tears, and even her voice was hoarse: "Huaishu, my master ......",

"Mingcan!"

Xue Mingcan fell without warning. On this stormy autumn day, she lost Ye Rong. Sadness and cold swept in. Li Huaishu glanced at the two wounded guards, and then at the fainting Xue Mingcan and the dead Ye Rong. There were only a few horses, a carriage with a coachman long gone.

It was already a sunny morning when I woke up again, and everything yesterday was like a dream. Where in this world is there a dream so real, the cold is real, and the sadness is real.

Li Huaishu came in with a bowl of porridge, but saw Xue Mingcan holding him, sitting on the ground in the corner of the room, looking at the ground.

He put the porridge on the table, walked over and half-squatted in front of Xue Mingcan, and wanted to pull her up, but Xue Mingcan refused.

He sighed and sat down beside Xue Mingcan: "Mingcan, cry out." When I cry, I feel much better. ”

He waited for a long time, but he didn't hear Xue Mingcan's crying. She was still looking at the small piece of land in front of her, and her eyes were already red. Li Huaishu patted her gently on the back and didn't say anything.

Xue Mingcan's shoulders shook: "I don't have a master anymore." ”

"I don't have a master anymore!" She cried with a "ho", buried her head between her arms, and hugged herself tighter.

The past is so clear, she remembers that when she was six years old, Ye Rong took her away from the Xue family and told her, "Life will be different in the future." She really lived a completely different life, she went boating in the south, went horseback riding in the north, collected medicine in the mountains, watched people play chess under the old trees in the village. She has the best master in the world, and she lives the happiest and happiest life.

The signature of the Temple of Mercy and Grace reads that the sycamore leaves will fall in autumn. Ye Luo, does it refer to the death of Ye Rong?