"Yucheng has a letter?" In the second prince's mansion, Bai Yixue was eating at the same table with Mu Yunxiao, and a red light suddenly crossed the air, and Bai Yixue immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks when she saw this, and reached out to catch the spell that fell from the sky.

Put the charm in front of his forehead, close his eyes and concentrate, only to see that the snow-white and smooth eyebrows suddenly added a little vermilion, shining slightly.

Senior sister, tonight, I also ask you and Second Brother Mu to send someone to the place of discussion to garrison. After just one sentence of explanation, the vermilion in the heart of the white-clothed snow eyebrows disappeared without a trace.

On the other side, in the Lin family, Lin Xiao also received the same news. Both sides allocated a few men and horses to quietly stationed outside the Divine Weapon Pavilion overnight. and so on, seven days.

Seven days later, in the Fang family, the injuries of the four goshawks had healed. All four were dressed in black and masked black. The crossbow is on the back, ready to go.

"Check them all and bring all your arrows. The goshawk tidied up his outfit and reminded the three around him.

"Boss, are we really going to the Divine Weapons Pavilion?" said the man with a look of uneasiness. Before, that woodcutter was just a powerless experimenter, but now, if he was really alienated by the magic pill, think about it, he would turn the Divine Weapon Pavilion upside down, and the owner of the Divine Weapon Pavilion was injured by him, and several of them were still the opponents of that alien.

The goshawk glanced up at him and said nothing. Just take care of what you have in your hands.

Seeing that the goshawk had no response, the man was about to ask again, only to hear Fang Ling's voice suddenly drift into his ears: "It seems that the preparations are almost complete." Hearing this, the goshawk took the lead and turned around and saluted Fang Ling.

"Childe. "A short child, is a greeting unique to goshawks. Fang Ling also knew the habits of the goshawk, so he didn't care about the details of these greetings, anyway, he was a person who was going to die, so why bother with him. Thinking about it like this, looking at the goshawk's eyes, I also had a little more patience.

"The four of us are ready, and we will leave for the Divine Weapon Pavilion immediately. After reporting the current situation to Fang Ling, Goshawk finally tightened the belt around his waist and took the other three out of the house.

"Wait. Fang Ling suddenly stopped the four people who were about to leave at this time, stood in front of the goshawk, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to the goshawk.

"Childe, what is this?" Looking at the porcelain vase in Fang Ling's hand, the goshawk did not move. I knew that this thing given by Fang Ling would definitely not be a good thing.

I saw Fang Ling smiling, taking off the red tassel on the porcelain bottle, and pouring out four pills in the palm of his hand. spread out his palm and stretched out in front of the goshawk: "My son knows that you are in danger when you go to the Divine Weapon Pavilion this time, so I specially prepared this elixir for the four of you. This is the elixir that I got from Brother Qin, you should take it quickly, don't disappoint my son. He pushed his hand closer in front of the goshawk, and his eyes swept over the faces of the four people one after another, urging them to take the pill quickly.

Seeing Fang Ling's behavior like this, although the goshawk was unwilling, he still took the pill from his hand, and the other three people also put the pill between their fingers when they saw this.

"Thank you for the medicine. The four of them thanked each other in unison, although this was not sincere.

Seeing this, Fang Ling's smile did not decrease: "Do it in your hands, hurry up and take it, my son is waiting for your good news." The three people behind him looked at each other, glanced at each other, raised their heads and swallowed the pill into their stomachs.

Only the goshawk stared at the pill for a while, and then raised its eyes slightly to glance at Fang Ling's demeanor. I saw him staring straight at himself, sighed secretly in his heart, and put the pill in his mouth.

Seeing that the four of them had all taken the pill in front of him, the smile in Fang Ling's eyes became even stronger, and he finally made way for the goshawk and the others: "Go quickly, don't miss the hour." When he said this, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The words fell, and I saw the goshawk nodding slightly, and in an instant, the four figures in front of him disappeared in front of Fang Ling's eyes.

"Boss, what did this little boy Fang eat for us?" After leaving the Fang family, the four of them rode their horses on the way to the Divine Weapon Pavilion, and one of them asked the goshawk suspiciously.

"Didn't that Fang Gongzi say, this elixir is to improve strength, maybe you want to add a few more chances of winning for us. Before the goshawk could speak, the other couldn't help but explain.

"Do you really believe that little boy Fang has such a good heart?" Recalling what happened in the Xing room, the person who asked Fang couldn't help but shake his body. He didn't believe that Fang Ling really thought about them.

"Boss, what do you think?" The three of them looked at the goshawk together, only to see that he didn't answer, just stretched out his hand, put his fingers together, and pressed a little violently in his throat, and suddenly opened his mouth and coughed, a little black shadow coughed out of his mouth, reached out to catch the black spot, and took a closer look, it was the pill that had just entered his throat.

"This!?" The three of them opened their eyes in surprise, the boss didn't swallow the pill, but hid it in his throat?!

"It's still too late, hurry up and get off the horse and force that pill out of the body. In another half an hour, when it is integrated into the blood and bones, even if you want to, you can't force it. The goshawk shook the elixir in his hand to the side, pulled the reins tightly with both hands, and hurriedly restrained the pace of the horse under him.

When the three of them heard this, they immediately reined in their horses, turned over, and found a secluded place to meditate on their luck.

The goshawk led the four horses out, found a thick trunk, fastened the reins, and sat down on a stone beside him, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Carefully recalling his years in the Fang family, how many things he did against his will have long been counted. I think that back then, when he had not yet entered the Fang family, he was also a chivalrous and benevolent young man, with the dream of helping the world and saving the people. He has no father or mother since he was a child, only a master, who raised him, he taught him to read and write, taught him the principles of life, and his martial arts were also carefully taught by the master, and in his spare time, he would tell him some anecdotes about the rivers and lakes. The days at the beginning, looking back now, although they were a little harder, they were really happy.

Recalling those happy days, a slight smile gradually appeared on the goshawk's face, but then disappeared. It's just because the memory has come to the day when Master died.

It was a blood-colored memory, and he still remembered that the moon that day was not brighter than before, and the rare cloud of red smoke shrouded it, as if it had seeped into a trace of blood, which was so strange that it made people feel frightened. He was practicing in the forest at the time, and in the middle of the process, he felt a treacherous wind coming in gusts, and there were screams and howls around him from time to time. The direction from which the cry came was actually the grass house where he and his master lived! In his heart, he secretly said that it was not good, and immediately collected the invitation and rushed back! Along the way, the corpses were all over the ground, and they were all drained of blood. When he returned to the grass house, the scene in front of him, like a sharp blade, deeply cut a wound in his heart, dripping with blood and pain!

The grass house has long since collapsed, and the originally complete and warm home has suddenly turned into a ruin. The Master lost consciousness and collapsed in a pool of blood, and he only had his last breath left, just waiting for the one who came home.

Hurriedly rushed forward, the goshawk touched the ground with both knees, knelt in front of the master, carefully picked up the master, half-sat on the ground, violently lifted the true yuan, put the palm against the master's vest, and slowly healed the true qi in the body with the master.

However, the situation did not improve as he expected, but made Master's internal breath even more disordered, and the internal organs were constantly impacted, causing Master's blood to flow backwards, and his chest suddenly hurt, and blood sprayed out when he opened his mouth!

"Master!" his eyes were full of worry, his heart was anxious, and he hissed and called for only this loved one!

But seeing that the master had a smile on his face, he reached out and gently stroked the goshawk's head and said, "Child, don't waste your energy, for the master to know, your time is running out." ”

"Master... What the hell is going on?" a choked voice trembled, and everything in front of him confused him. What the hell happened, why did he just go out to practice like before, and the grass house was destroyed.

"Hey, do evil, do evil!" I saw the master sigh in mourning, his eyes were full of infinite remorse, and he endured the pain in his chest, and the master told everything to the goshawk word by word.

It turned out that before the master, he was a person in the Bloodthirsty Hall, but because he recognized his true heart and did not want to be in the same stream with the Bloodthirsty Hall anymore, he forcibly quit the Bloodthirsty Hall halfway, and then adopted the goshawk and carefully cultivated and taught. After many years, he gradually forgot about the Bloodthirsty Hall, and gradually blurred the fact that he was once a member of the Bloodthirsty Hall. But the world is cruel after all, a few years later, Wei Wuxian, the master of the Bloodthirsty Hall, actually raised monsters for his own selfish desires, and searched for unarmed innocent people in the rivers and lakes as nourishment for monsters! I thought that this place was hidden, and few people could find it, but the heavens did not follow people's wishes, and the people of the Bloodthirsty Hall really found this place! In order to save the innocent people, the master had to fight against the people of the Bloodthirsty Hall.

However, the master is already old, and his physical strength is not as good as before, and in the face of the people of the Bloodthirsty Hall who are attacking him, he is naturally outnumbered and inferior.

"Ahem, what happened, ahem, that's it, that's it. Goshawk, Master's time is running out, and I can't accompany you anymore. The hand gradually slipped off the goshawk's head, and the master's voice grew weaker.

A tear fell on the old master's hand, and I saw a smile on the corner of the old man's mouth, and said to the goshawk: "Child, don't be sad. Master's proudest thing in this life, ahem, is to have an apprentice like you. ”

"Master...", he couldn't cry silently, and when he opened his mouth and spit out, there was no word Master. The old man wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak anymore. His arms fell to the ground, and his whole body sank down, and he lost his life.

Buried his head deep between Master's neck and hugged Master's body tightly, the goshawk was full of tears. Heaven also seemed to feel the grief of such a loss, and it actually rained coldly. Where the rain fell, the blood gradually faded, washing away all traces, and the dust stains on Master's face were also washed away by the cold rain.

After the grief, the dead will rest. Holding the master's body, he wanted to find a coffin for him and bury him, but he was penniless, and in the face of the contemptuous eyes of the shopkeeper, even though he was angry, he was helpless.

"I paid for this son's coffin. An unfamiliar voice came into his ears, and the shopkeeper and he both turned around, only to see a man in brocade clothes, smiling and taking out a silver ingot from his arms, handing it to him, looking at the body of the master in his arms, and regretting: "People can't be resurrected after death, and the son's festival mourns and changes." This is a certain point of Fang's mind, take it, and use it to bury the deceased. ”

This person is the head of the Fang family, Fang Qian. In that state of collapse, Fang Qian's move was undoubtedly a relief in disguise. Goshawk was originally a person who knew how to repay his kindness, so after that, he was left and right with the money and loyally served him so far.

"Poof!" The three people around him all spit out a pool of dirty blood, and the goshawk heard the sound, and the memories came to an abrupt end. When they opened their eyes, the three of them had forced out the medicinal power, so they got up and said, "Let's go." ”

The four of them turned on their horses again and galloped away in the direction of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.