Huangfu Linshan, who was once the head of the Huangfu family and the younger brother of Huangfu Yushu, on weekdays, Huangfu Xiaoyuan also called him a brother according to his generation.

This person is also one of the few masters in the Huangfu family, and he is famous for being good at a set of stick techniques, but Huangfu Xiaoyuan knows that what Huangfu Linshan is really good at is actually swordsmanship.

For example, she herself, when she was young, Huangfu Xiaoyuan learned martial arts, and most of them were taught by Huangfu Yushu himself, but as the head of the family, interpersonal communication is essential, and occasionally when Huangfu Yushu was not there, it was this Linshan brother who taught her martial arts.

So she knew that although this person was famous for his stick skills, his real skill was swordsmanship.

And this brother of the Linshan clan, who had taught himself martial arts, died, under the sword of the disciple he had once taught.

Huangfu Xiaoyuan stared at the familiar face, and felt a crazy surge in her stomach, she covered her mouth, knelt on the ground and vomited heartbreakingly.

The relationship between Huangfu Xiaoyuan and Huangfu Linshan is not only half a master and apprentice, but also a brother and sister in the clan, but in fact, to be honest, the relationship between her brother Linshan is not so good that it is difficult to give up.

At this moment, Huangfu Xiaoyuan couldn't contain the vulnerability revealed, more because of a curse from the bloodline, this person has the same blood as her, they are people of the same race, and now, the other party died under his own sword.

An indescribable disgusting taste churned in her stomach, Huangfu Xiaoyuan's hands trembled violently, and the shocking pool of blood red on the ground made her on the verge of collapse for a while.

She is not as strong as she imagined, she said that she was going to be a villain, and reminded herself of her hatred for that person more than once, but in fact, this guilt of killing the blood of the same clan with her own hands, this pain, this heaviness, was completely beyond her imagination.

A lightning bolt pierced the sky, rumbling thunder roared, Huangfu Xiaoyuan raised her godless eyes, and raindrops the size of beans poured down, she waited for a long time, but not a drop of rain fell on her body.

With a sigh of disgrace, Huangfu Xiaoyuan's body was covered by a shadow, and at that moment, there was a slight light in her eyes.

Lu Hanjiang, who was holding a paper umbrella, stood beside Huangfu Xiaoyuan, and the fluttering umbrella surface was hit by the torrential rain, like a boat that could capsize at any time in the stormy waves.

"This person, no wonder he feels familiar, Huangfu, Linshan? I guess that's the name if I'm not mistaken. ”

Lu Hanjiang bent down slightly, looking at the dead Huangfu Linshan, he remembered clearly that Huangfu Linshan was one of the masters of the Huangfu family, but after he went down to Jiangnan for the first time, he disappeared without a trace.

After that, even when the demons besieged Huangfu's house, this person did not appear at all, Lu Hanjiang once thought that this person was hidden by the crown princess, but now it seems that this is indeed the case.

It's just that he didn't expect that this card princess would directly hit the Sword Casting Villa, but thinking about it, for people like them, trust is really a luxury thing, any secret, if you can't grasp it in person, how can you feel at ease.

This person pretended to be a disciple "Anan" and infiltrated the Sword Casting Villa, I am afraid that it was also to steal the secret of the Star Xuan Dao, so why those demon Dao would go to great lengths to save an ordinary disciple can be explained. …

According to the information in his hand, this person is probably impersonated after the real Anan made this incident when the Xingxuan Sword was taken away by him, and he has been staying in the Sword Forging Villa since then.

If it was just an ordinary disciple Anan who died, Lu Hanjiang wouldn't feel anything, but if the emperor who pretended to be Anan died. Well, that's a shame.

"Tsk, it's too ruthless, I thought you could chop off one or two of his arms at most, and you would always be able to save a life to make some words. Well, is this the providence? ”

Lu Hanjiang's tone was a little regretful, looking down at the stunned and unresponsive Huangfu Xiaoyuan, his expression was a little inexplicable, he squatted down, stared at the eyes that had been lost for a long time, and asked, "Are you going to give up?" ”

Huangfu Xiaoyuan's body trembled, and her lips opened lightly: "No"

"Not at all, your current situation can't continue at all."

Lu Hanjiang stretched out his hand, sorted out the messy bangs for Huangfu Xiaoyuan, and said softly: "I can understand your feelings, it's really hard to accept, it's not interesting to kill people of the same clan, and continue to force you, can you still kill people, of course, I mean this, 'own people'." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the corpse of Huangfu Linshan on the ground, and Huangfu Xiaoyuan said without thinking: "Of course."

It's a pity that as soon as the words came out, the disgusting bitterness bloomed on the tip of her tongue, and the meaning she wanted to express couldn't be transformed into actual words, she couldn't say it, and at this moment Huangfu Xiaoyuan understood that she was pretending to be strong.

"That's exactly what happened."

Lu Hanjiang's expression didn't look surprised, and he said calmly: "To be honest, I actually expected it from the beginning, but I didn't expect it to be to such an extent, forget it." ”

He slowly got up, his eyes looking through the deep rain curtain, as if he could see what was behind that.

"Speaking of which, I don't think I told you yet, what I'm going to do with your sister in the end."

Lu Hanjiang's fingers lightly brushed the tips of Huangfu Xiaoyuan's hair, and suddenly, his tone gradually drifted away: "To put it simply, the final plan needs to be completed by you and Shang Luo, that girl is the necessary insurance, and you are the killer weapon I selected to give that person a fatal blow." ”

Huangfu Xiaoyuan gently grabbed the corner of Lu Hanjiang's clothes with her hand, but did not speak.

Lu Hanjiang's tone was unwavering, and he continued: "Therefore, my expectations for the two of you are different, Shang Luo's girl only needs to at least maintain her original appearance, and you, Xiaoyuan, as the only trump card, can you play it?" To that person, your beloved sister. ”

"I didn't" Huangfu Xiaoyuan seemed to want to argue something, but her words were blocked by the sound of rain, and she looked so weak.

"What's the point of opposing it now, Xiaoyuan, your feelings for your sister, I can assert that there is no doubt that it is 'love'."

Lu Hanjiang's tone suddenly became high, as if he was singing the praises of a great poem: "You and your brother, for that person's feelings, are 'love', one is dying out of helplessness, pure love, the other is transformed by hatred, distorted love, but no matter what, the essence is the same, they are all 'love'." ” …

Huangfu Xiaoyuan's body trembled even more, Lu Hanjiang winked at her, and at this moment, his voice was unprecedentedly gentle: "By the way, if the plan goes well, your sister, the possibility of survival is zero, even so, do you still have the courage to start?" ”

Lu Hanjiang caught a raindrop with his finger and placed it in the corner of Huangfu Xiaoyuan's eye, letting the raindrop slide down his cheek.

Huangfu Xiaoyuan raised her head, she couldn't tell whether the wet wave in the corners of her eyes was tears or rain, and she appealed to her heart's desire in a pleading tone-

"I don't know, but please tell me what I should do now."

"That kind of thing, of course, is up to you to decide, 'love' - well, it's a model lake concept, but, at least what is certain is that the feelings premised on asking are just false phantoms, so - stay or leave, you choose."

The familiar feeling seemed to be gradually moving away, obviously in front of him, but Huangfu Xiaoyuan seemed to be a little farther away from his figure, and a strange panic filled his heart.

"I'm going to stay."

The hand holding the corner of the clothes became harder and harder, and Huangfu Xiaoyuan's helpless gaze seemed to be seeking something, and her humble tone seemed to be crying.

"Now I have no other place to stay." Here's what she said.

"Well, I'm glad you stayed, really."

Lu Hanjiang took out a jelly bean from his arms and put it to Huangfu Xiaoyuan's lips, who obediently swallowed it, and only listened to him: "Since it has been decided, let's sleep well." ”

The effect of the medicine was very fast, or maybe Huangfu Xiaoyuan's spirit was exhausted to the extreme, she fell on Lu Hanjiang's shoulder, the jelly beans in her mouth melted, and the sweet taste began to spread in her mouth.

The sky was thundering, the two people under the rain curtain leaned lightly against each other under the paper umbrella, mixed with the cold wind of the rain and cold to the bone, but the sweetness in the mouth was like a faint lamp, carefully guarding this trace of warmth.

Gradually, Huangfu Xiaoyuan felt that the pain and entanglement in her heart began to melt, and this small light exceeded the "hatred" for her sister and reoccupied almost all the positions in her heart.

If "love" is an emotion from the heart, with a sweet taste and a sparkling appearance, then this entanglement that cannot be appealed to the mouth is undoubtedly the little love that she hides deep in her heart at the moment.

Huangfu Xiaoyuan opened her hazy eyes and remembered this person's appearance again.

Before consciousness sank into a peaceful slumber, the vows of the book began to ring in our hearts, no matter the sickness of health, no matter joy or sorrow, until death parted us—

I will swear to protect this "love" forever.

Huangfu Xiaoyuan's breath returned to peace, and a thunderbolt across the sky exploded under the clouds, and the world under the rain curtain became ambiguous at this moment, and light and shadow were blurred at this moment.

Under the thunder light, half of Lu Hanjiang's expression was like a saint who had come into the world, looking at everything in this world lovingly and gently, while the other half of the darkness under the paper umbrella was still like an abyss, untouchable.