Chapter 1 The lotus that blooms in the bloody wind and rain
"Two thousand and twenty-three."
Shen Yanxi raised the knife in her hand, and looked at the last man in the courtyard who fell into a pool of blood with a long sword in front of her with an expressionless face.
When the blade sliced through the man's neck, a lot of blood flew and hit her in the face and body. The hot hand holding the knife trembled a few times, and she subconsciously swallowed her saliva. It's just that her eyes are still as empty as when she came, and she can't see the slightest fluctuation.
As if everything had finally been settled, she slowly moved her gaze up, closed her eyes, and raised her head to let the rain in the dark night slap on her face as much as she wanted, washing away the blood and breath that belonged to others on her body.
Suddenly, a thunderclap exploded in the sky.
With it came a light woman, the other party with a long sword in her eyes with hatred attacked her from a secret place, the blade seemed to break through the void all the way, rolling a strong internal force, so that the surrounding rain took the initiative to leave her way.
Shen Yanxi's previously closed eyes opened suddenly, and a sharp flash flashed in his eyes. The figure was as swift as lightning, and quickly threw a hidden weapon behind him to stab at the opponent's long sword, and at the same time got up and kicked the ground, holding the pillar next to him with one hand, and the short blade of the other hand hit the opponent's sword with the momentum, and then went straight across the opponent's neck, only a millimeter.
Everything seems to happen in a blink of an eye, and it happens to decide everything in a blink of an eye.
Ling Xue glanced at the sword that had been knocked out. The rain was pounding on it, washing away the filth.
After a moment, she withdrew her gaze and looked at her bleeding tiger's mouth, and smiled helplessly. In this laughter, there is no longer the arrogance of her murder in the past, and there is no pride and vanity when she was with her sisters, this time, there is only endless grief and desolation left in her laughter.
Shen Yanxi looked at her with unbearable and painful eyes in her eyes.
The other party's rain-covered face couldn't tell if there were tears hidden in it, but her eyes seemed to have already given the answer. It was scarlet, bloodshot.
In the days when they were separated, she was visibly emaciated, and at the moment she was more like a wisp of duckweed, about to be drowned in this bloody storm at any time.
Ling Xue looked at Shen Yanxi, who had thousands of emotions written on his face in front of him, and the sourness in his heart was even worse.
She trembled and raised her hand to take care of the broken hair stuck to her face, tried to maintain a normal tone, and said gently: "He really sent you here and asked my favorite person to ruin my dream with his own hands." ”
Ling Xue paused for a moment and continued.
"What did he tell you, I must have betrayed him, and I don't want you anymore, right?"
"Hmm."
There was a slight mist in Shen Yanxi's eyes, and the short blade in his hand was still there, and he replied softly.
"Childe, you've always been the best at deceiving people. If you fall in love with a man in the future, you must not be him, promise me, okay. ”
There was some familiar abduction in Ling Xue's tone, and there was a request she had never heard before.
"You go with me, he said as long as I bring you back, you can live." Shen Yanxi said in a solemn tone.
Ling Xue didn't answer her, but smiled, her neck moving forward to meet her short blade.
Although Shen Yanxi was an accident, he reacted quickly and withdrew the short blade, and reached out sideways to grab the opponent's arm.
She was ready to fight, but the woman who had fought her before was now leaning against her chest, spitting blood, frowning, and pale.
Shen Yanxi's face was a little more flustered, and he picked up Ling Xue and rushed into the room closest to them, and gently put her on the bed. And she knelt beside the bed at some point, accompanied by the thunderstorm outside the house, wiping the blood from the mouth of the person lying on the bed, and at the same time taking his pulse and transmitting internal force.
Ling Xue on the bed was only in a coma for a while, and then it was like returning to the light, and the clarity in her eyes gradually returned to her place. She looked at the heavy rain outside the house and smiled wryly. Instead, he stretched out his blood-stained hand and slowly pasted it on the side face of Shen Yanxi, who was a little flustered and wanted to cry.
"I didn't want you, but he said that I can't have anything to do with you anymore if I leave, otherwise it will hurt you. I thought he would have some kind thoughts and a good word, but now it seems that he lied to me and to you. He's really fit to be an emperor, because he's too cold-blooded. Ling Xue looked at Shen Yanxi, the tears in her eyes were like rain outside the window, she couldn't stop it, but it was silent and quiet.
"Do you know who you killed outside the house? He gave me enough time to let my guard down and believe him, and then checked the time when I was away, and sent you, a sister who grew up and died with me, to kill my parents, brother, and other relatives with your own hands. I had just found them, and I had just become an ordinary girl with my parents, brothers, and relatives, and he couldn't wait to ruin it all. And the reason is just for his imperial industry, there is no half of the difference. He's really murderous, and he's heart-wrenching. ”
Shen Yanxi was a little stunned by her words, she knew very well that Ling Xue didn't lie to her, let alone lie to her.
For the sake of his imperial cause, Gongzi actually asked her to kill Ling Xue's family, who was like brothers and sisters to her.
Why, why!
Is it just for that sentence to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, for the position that thousands of people admire?
Ling Xue spit out a mouthful of blood again, this blood black is not good, and it pulled Shen Yanxi back from disbelief.
"He raised us and taught us, and we should be grateful. But what we suffered, who we killed, and what we did for him, have long since been paid off. He wants my life, and I will give it, but he wants you to take my family's life, how can I not hate it? But that person, it's you, how can I be willing to hurt you, I can't kill him, so I should make amends to my relatives. If there is an afterlife, I will treat them as cattle and horses, or if we never see each other again, I will never suffer from this kind of rotten intestines and murderous hearts. ”
Shen Yanxi couldn't stop shaking her head, and kept pouring internal force into her body, but the eyes of the people on the bed slowly faded, the anger disappeared little by little, and the hand on her face kept sliding.
"My Yanxi, you are a lotus that bloomed in the bloody wind and rain, you must always live well. If you can, stay away from him, take my share, together, peacefully and happily leave him. Ling Xue's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally, as the familiar hand on Shen Yanxi's face slipped off, the woman on the bed also closed her eyes permanently and lost her voice.
Shen Yanxi's body couldn't stop trembling, and her internal strength seemed to collapse in an instant with Ling Xue's departure, she cried out loud in despair, calling out the names of the people on the bed over and over again, but they were all suppressed by the thunderstorm outside the house, drowning in this bloody night.