The man was lying flat on a bamboo bed, his eyes closed and his breath faint.

Zhi You turned his back and opened the medicine box, his hands shaking involuntarily.

"Witch Priest, can he still be saved?" asked Feng Wen with concern.

"It's just a lot of blood loss, it's not a big deal. After a while, give him the secret white medicine of the Wu Clan, and he should wake up. Zhi You barely squeezed out a smile, "You go and get busy first, just leave it to the old man here." ”

As soon as the wind media left, Zhiyou couldn't wait to close the door.

"Your heart is beating fast. You're scared, you're panicking. The man was still lying, slowly opening his eyes, bright and sharp. "What are you afraid of, what are you panicking about?"

Cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he stretched out his sleeve to wipe it, and more beads of sweat came out. "I ...... I...... Mr. Wuqi, why did you come here in person?"

"I told you that the Yu Clan is the noblest immortal species of the Eight Desolations, and we should be addressed with honorifics. Have you forgotten, lowly witch?"

"Yes, yes, noble Mr. Wuqi. Zhi You lowered his head dejectedly, although the other party had been lying still, it was like a sharp sword that was always urging the edge, and if he was a little lazy, the sword qi in the sky would burst into the air.

Wu Qi sneered: "Then who gave you the courage to dare to destroy the blood-eyed falcon raised by the Yu Clan? ”

Zhi You's heart shook violently, Wu Qi actually knew! Damn, those blood-eyed falcons must have a spiritual connection with the Yu clan. "It's Prince Qiao!" His mind turned sharply and he hissed, "It was the Prince Qiao, the first warlock of the Eight Desolations, who did it! Noble Mr. Wuqi, please believe me, how dare I betray the noblest Yu clan in the world?"

"You're wrong again. Wu Qi raised a finger and shook Zhi You gently: "It is the most noble feather clan in the sky and the world." Okay, lowly Wu people, tell me everything that should be said and what should not be said. With me, there's the sword of the Yu clan—" He tore off the bandaged wound cloth and stood up calmly, looking arrogant, "Heaven and earth, absolutely no one dares to touch you." ”

"Yes, yes, what the noble Mr. Wuqi said. Zhi You bent his waist and replied in a trembling voice. Outside the window, the sky was red, and the joy of the clansmen and the sound of the piano and flute could be faintly heard. His dry eye sockets were inexplicably astringent, and old tears were about to fall.

It's the flute of the wind media.

Leaning on the fence with his back to him, hugging his mink fur, he lay alone on the cold wooden plank of the sentry post, listening to the sound of the flute, sometimes as high as a waterfall, sometimes as soft as silk.

"Musical instruments, which seem to be affectionate, are actually the most ruthless. Zhi Hunt Zhen covered his mouth and coughed gently, "Although I can interpret a thousand joys and sorrows, it has nothing to do with myself." ”

A dark shadow appeared ghostly on the other side, and his voice was erratic: "That feather clan has mixed in." I can't be mistaken, the kind of calluses on his tiger mouth and palms can only be found after years of sword practice. ”

"What should come will come. Prince Qiao is here, and Ma Hua is also coming, how can he not come and take a look? Father's plan before his death was that he needed that Yu clan to come over in order to avoid future troubles. Zhijia Zhen's expression was calm, "I just hope that he is the only one of the Yu clan staring at the village, otherwise it will be troublesome." ”

The black shadow said flatly: "He must be the only one." Back then, the old patriarch tried with his life, and almost killed the Yu clan, and he didn't see anyone else make a move. ”

"I hope so. ”

"The little wind media who sells books just happened to know Wang Ziqiao, and he must have understood it all now. ”

Zhi Hunt Zhen smiled and tightened the mink fur on his body: "Prince Qiao is a smart person, sooner or later he will understand." It is because he is so smart that he will only choose the one who gives him the greater good. ”

The black shadow smiled: "Ma Hua should be almost there." ”

"After years of planning, it has finally come to an end. Zhi Hunt really sighed, raised the railing, and slowly swept his gaze over the reckless Bailing Mountain.

"When I was a child, I thought it was good to live in a village, to climb trees, play in the mud, and dive into the creek to catch shrimp. Later, I found out that it was an iron cage that locked me up, and I couldn't breathe at all. And now......" He raised his head, closed his eyes, and the melodious sound of bagpipes crossed the walled tower, across the undulating bamboo forest in the wind, and across the bright full moon over Bailing Mountain.

"The dream is frightened by the frost and the moon, and the distant flute complains about the wind. In fact, this place will always be the same, whether I like it or hate it, it will not change. Shin Shikari muttered.

The black shadow also raised its head, and the moon climbed over the mountains little by little, rising higher and higher, out of reach. He couldn't understand the poetry of Zhi Hunting, but he knew that no matter what he did, he couldn't see the full moon in the long howl.

The two fell silent, and after some time, the sound of bagpipes gradually dissipated, the distant bonfire dimmed, and the laughter of the people was silent.

It's the middle of the night.

"I can't figure it out, when you first came to the village, why weren't you afraid of me?" the black shadow was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked.

"At that time......" A hint of amazement flashed in Shin Zhijia's eyes. At that time, the other party was chained to the vegetable cellar with heavy chains, and his eyes seemed to glow green. But if you don't lock it, he will bite indiscriminately, he will go crazy, and the baby in the village will cry when he sees him, and the bigger ones will throw stones and spit on him......

"It's also midnight...... "The shadow whispered, his hoarse voice softer than it had ever been. It was also the middle of the night, and Zhi Hunt really sneaked into the vegetable cellar and stared at him. He roared fiercely, showing his claws, but the skinny baby just couldn't be scared away.

Later, when he got tired, the two of them stared at each other and did not speak. Later, he fell asleep like that.

It was the first time he had fallen asleep in front of a man.

"Actually, I don't know why I'm not afraid. Shin shook his head and smiled. A gust of mountain wind blew on the ground, rolling up the dead leaves of the cypress trees and spilling them down.

"I won't go with you. The black shadow was silent for a long time, and said abruptly.

"What did you say?" said Shin Zhikari in a lost voice.

"I won't go with you. Your days, I ...... It's not used to it. Besides, I'm going to entangle Barre, and I can't get out. ”

"If you don't go, you'll die!

Under the dark sky, the two pairs of eyes stared silently, and they returned to the cold and dark vegetable cellar many years ago.

"I've decided. The dark shadow's voice became cold again. The sky was darkened, heavy clouds covered the night sky, the full moon disappeared, and it was a blur in all directions.

"You've repaid Dad's kindness! If it weren't for you all these years, I wouldn't have been able to hold on!"

Suddenly, both turned around at the same time and rushed towards the fence.

Looking from afar, tall black shadows appeared on the trail of the sheep intestine in the depths of the cliff, climbing vines and rocks, jumping vertically like flying, and the yellow pupils with the size of copper bells flashed with murderous light.

"Mahua is faster than we estimated. I don't have time to talk about it, I'm ready to do it!" the black shadow shouted, "Those turtle sons below, I'm going to die?"

"I can do it myself. Zhi Kazhen said categorically, "But you must go with me, or you ......"

"That's what I'll do. Without waiting for Zhi Kazhen to finish speaking, the black shadow jumped off the sentry post and flew away.

The mountain wind rushed towards him, cold as a knife, and the black shadow ran like a wild wolf.

- Are you repaying Zhiye's kindness?The black shadow bared his white teeth, smiled unruly, and raised his unkempt hair in the wind.

The storm was frightening, and the shadows of the trees danced wildly. Shin took off his fur, threw off the cliff, and slowly pulled out the dagger in his sleeve.

- Not really. It's not for the branch, and it's not for the Wu clan's plan. The black shadow ran faster and faster, and small bamboo tubes were thrown out of his arms, and the dark brown tung oil filled with them was thrown everywhere.

"Bang!" Shin Zhijia lifted the roof partition, unbuttoned his hakama, and a stream of yellow urine flowed down. There was a drunken shouting and scolding from below, and a big man of the Wu clan stumbled and grabbed the bamboo ladder and rushed up.

The mountain wind became more and more violent, like a wave of angry waves. The black shadows ran against the wind, and the shadows of the trees quickly retreated from both sides.

- What is that for? The dark shadow seemed to see the eyes that had stared at him all those years ago, concerned and worried, timid and brave.

The sword light was like snow, blood was splashed, and the big man of the Wu clan clutched his throat and fell headlong on the fence.

The black shadow took out the fire fold from his bosom, shook it in the wind, and the flames lit up.

A dazzling arc broke through in the night, the sword light stabbed, and the posture stretched, and another big man who climbed onto the roof was caught off guard and fell down, blood splashing from his heart.

The black shadow laughed maniacally, and threw the fire fold far away with all his might.

- Just because, in such a lonely village, there is another person who is as lonely as him. Just because, in the lonely and silent night, two pairs of eyes looking at each other are each other's only light.

"Boom!" the flames soared into the sky, burning all over the world.