After a long time, Xi Yan sighed lightly as if he had compromised, and said: "It's cold outside, bring more clothes, the gold silk soft armor I gave you must be worn closely, and you can also bring my white fox coat, don't forget to bring the medicine, if you feel unwell, come back immediately, and ......"

"Okay, okay, he knows everything, and I'll do it too." Blazing Yu couldn't help but laugh and said, "The dignified King of the West is so nagging, and he is not afraid that other girls will see the jokes." ”

At the mention of Wujiang, Xi Yan seemed to realize her existence and set his eyes on her.

For a moment, Wujiang felt an invisible pressure, it was a pair of eyes that had seen countless swords, swords, shadows and conspiracy, deep and sharp, making people breathless, and slowly, that kind of oppression turned into a warm visit, like the warm sun in winter, with a rare warmth in the slaughter.

Just when Wujiang almost got goosebumps, he turned his head and said to Xiliu: "Take good care of yourself, don't delay other girls." ”

Xiliu's eyes, which were always bright, suddenly darkened imperceptibly, and said softly, "I know." ”

-

In the western Xinjiang in December, the cold wind is bone-chilling, the chaotic clouds are hanging low, the sky is as dark as light ink, and the years are shaking and the wind and snow are about to come.

"Little Baihua, I didn't deliberately hide my identity, but when we met in Pingshui, I didn't think it was an important thing, and no one in the world recognized me as the so-called 'Your Highness', but it's just a false name, even I often forget it, you won't mind. ”

Xiliu explained to her that he seemed to have forgotten that the person opposite him was also an unknown and untraceable fellow, and he had not yet explained any of his identity and background to him.

However, the person on the other side not only did not have the consciousness of confessing, but also as if he had not heard these words, suddenly said: "Are you sick? ”

Xiliu was slightly stunned.

This is the second time she asked him this question, the first time in the Liuwu Pavilion, seeing that he has a lot of medicine for all kinds of injuries, so he asked him, he said that he has been sick for a long time and has become a doctor, and now he is all better, but just now in the palace, Xi Yan asked him not to forget to bring medicine, so that he will come back immediately if he is unwell, that concern is completely beyond the worry about wind cold and brain fever, but he is obviously alive and well, and he can't see a little sick, what disease does he have, why is he not well?

It was only a quarter of an hour since I left the palace, and the sky was so dark that I couldn't see the road ahead, and it was still daytime, but a row of lanterns were lit on both sides of the street, and the wind suddenly blew the lanterns on both sides swaying, as if they were about to fall at any time. The two walked side by side, listening to the wind in their ears, and just when Wujiang thought that he would not answer this question, he suddenly smiled: "It's not a sickness, it's just a chronic illness, it's that Brother Wang is too nervous." ”

He said slowly: "I rarely see Brother Wang, and I don't know how he has survived alone over the years, the war in the Four Kingdoms, his father and mother died in battle, he ascended the throne at a young age, and he must have suffered a lot." When I was young, I was not in good health, I was sent to the mountain in my infancy, and never came down, where I was accompanied by the mountains and fields, and made many interesting 'friends', and lived a carefree and free life, and only occasionally knew some news from the letters sent to me by Xiao Wu, because I did not know the world, and the world did not know the existence of my 'prince'. ”

"I've always wanted to come down and see, the mountains, rivers and seas, the world, but the master didn't allow me until I finished practicing all the things he asked. I didn't tell Brother Wang on the day I went down the mountain, I wanted to surprise him, so I took the token given to me by the master and entered the palace, although the road was unimpeded, but the palace rockery was criss-crossed by terrain, I got lost, I had to fly up to the eaves to check the road conditions, but I didn't find the road but found a lurking killer. Maybe it was because her fate was not good, she avoided the guards and hid in the rockery, no one noticed, she could have succeeded, but I happened to be discovered, chased by the guards of the entire palace, forced to the back mountain, when I was hit by an arrow in the chest, fell off the cliff, and killed twenty-four plain wolves under the cliff, disappeared without a trace. ”

"There was a snow that day, which was the first snow in Western Xinjiang this year and the largest snow in Western Xinjiang in more than 20 years. The heavy snow quickly drowned out her tracks, and she might have been able to escape with her skills, but this heavy snow caused another avalanche, even though her martial arts skills were unparalleled and cunning, it was an avalanche that could bury the entire Beizhou army, and she couldn't escape. ”

"You seem to be sorry?"

"Such a good skill, either talented or inhuman training, just died, it is difficult to find traces in wild history, and it is difficult to have a name in green history, but it is a pity to become a few ears of gossip in this troubled world."

"I've heard from people that the body of this killer has been found."

"No, it's just to appease the people."

Wujiang bit his chapped lip that was blown by the wind and asked, "Does this killer have any clues left behind, do you know his identity?" ”

Xiliu shook his head: "There are no clues left. Wujiang had just let go of his hand that had turned white on his knuckles, but he heard him say, "But I can be sure that it is a female killer." ”

Wujiang asked, "How do you know?" See what she looks like? ”

Xiliu said slowly: "No, but since that night, a maid has disappeared from the palace, and it is difficult to find a trace, and only a human skin, mask, and mask has been left in her residence. ”

Human, skin, mask, Wujiang thought, didn't she also have one in her package, but it was burned down in the Zhu mansion.

In fact, since she opened the package, from the time she met the soldiers of Jackdaw Village, from the time she found out that she had martial arts, she had doubts about herself, but didn't it mean that no one could escape the avalanche, didn't everyone think that the killer was dead and had no place to be buried, why was she still standing here, without the slightest scars on her body, and with amazing recovery ability.

Maybe the female killer from before really disappeared, along with the memories of her after she was seven years old.

In addition to the guards of the Western Frontier, will anyone else look for her, the woman in red clothes? She seemed like a trustworthy friend, but she was too weird, too fluent in killing, like a well-trained outlaw, and had she ever lived like that herself?

But what kind of life is that? Did you ever like that kind of life?

When she saw Zhu Yi for the first time, she happily called herself boundless, she subconsciously denied it, and subconsciously didn't want to go back to that kind of life, why is this?

Who you really are, and who you are, is it really that important?

Originally, she was a border refugee with no country and no home, hiding in Tibet, and then she was abducted and sold by human traffickers, desperately killing people and running out, and then met a pack of wolves in the mountains, whose eyes were glowing green in the moonlight, and they pounced on her viciously, and her memory was broken there.

What happened later, who saved her, and did she really become a killer?

She didn't know.

But what if you become a killer, doesn't it mean that the Jianghu killer can quit at any time, as long as his identity is not discovered.

Since no one recognizes her now, and since all traces of her past have disappeared, does it mean that God has given her a chance to break away from her former identity and start a new life?

She glanced at the person standing beside her at the moment, he was half a head taller than her, she had to raise her head slightly to see his eyes, those eyes were wrapped in the ink around her body, and her long hair was like ink flying in the wind, she suddenly wanted to ask, and couldn't help asking: "Why did you tell me this, why did you suddenly mention this killer to me?" ”

His lips moved slightly, and he said a word, which was quickly swept away by the wind and blown to pieces, but Wujiang still heard it, and he didn't answer her words, what he said was: "Follow me to the battlefield." ”

He turned around, the crimson light fell into his eyes, and said slowly: "The Xixuan Capital City seems to be safe and lively, prosperous, but in fact, killers are rampant and dangerous, you have placed a safe place for Xiaoci, so what are your plans in the future?" If you are alone, you might as well go with me to the battlefield. ”

-

In a dark house in Xixuan, there was a man with a gloomy face, who sneezed with a pen and then showed an unpredictable smile on his face.

"Oh~ The crow actually failed to assassinate, it's funny."

While he was talking, he wrote back and forth on the paper "Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky", but these slightly decadent eight words were written by him thunderously. He puts down his pen and throws an object.

"Inform Kirin that his chance to replace the crow has come."

-

After Yanwu arranged everything in the house, he was about to go back to the room to pack his things, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw a person hanging upside down on the beam of his house, and the blue hairband hung down from top to bottom.

"Hey, it's okay if you scare me, don't scare my maids, I finally recruited so many people, don't look back and scare me away." Yan Wu complained with disgust as he walked to his room, "Why did you come so early?" ”

Xiliu flew down from the beam, landed lightly behind him, and said leisurely: "I don't have so many things to explain like you, so many maids have to say goodbye." ”

"That's right, I don't know when I'll come back after I go like this, they can't bear me, so they have to pull me to tell my heart." Yan Wu smiled with a smirk.

After hearing this, Xiliu let out a cold "oh", and then said, "But I'm not the only one who will help you warm your bed tonight." ”

Yanwu: ......

Learning bad is really fast.

While Yanwu was cleaning up, he was enthusiastically popularizing all kinds of science inside and outside the palace, including gossip, Xiliu listened and looked out of the door from time to time, will she come?

She didn't give him an answer.

As the time passed, the wind outside the house became tighter, and it was really not a good day today.

Tomorrow morning, the journey is tiring, in order to nourish the spirit, Yanwu fell asleep early, Xiliu lay on one side, but there was no sleep, he was worried that he would miss something when he fell asleep, but in the dead of night, when it arrived, there was still no sound in the house.

As soon as they led the horses out of the house, the snow began to fall for no reason, and it fell suddenly and rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, they all rose one after another, enveloping the entire Xixuan.

"Hey, you said it snowed when you came and it snowed when you left, did you get on the snow bar?" Yanwu was blown by the wind and snow, and squinted a few times, "It seems that I can't go out with you next time." ”

Xiliu ignored Yanwu's dislike, he looked at the silent and unmanned Xixuan Street in the dark night, but what suddenly came to his heart was that the fire fox fur had not been given to her.

The two rode their horses against the wind and snow, like arrows, all the way from the city to the west of the city, which was the only way to go to the barracks. The majestic and majestic city gate was faintly visible in the vast snow, and they slowed down and approached the city gate, the wind and snow became heavier and heavier, and constantly fell on their hair, shoulders, and eyelashes.

A snowflake fell to the corner of Xiliu's eye, and as soon as it touched the warm skin, it melted into water droplets, attached to the eye, Xiliu raised his hand to try, but his hand reached the eye, but suddenly stopped, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

In front of him, there was a wind and snow, and in the midst of the wind and snow, there was a man standing, leading a horse and carrying a thin bag.

But it was as if he was carrying a sharp knife on his back.