Song Kezi left Huizhou with Suzaku, but he was silent all the way. First, he was really depressed and didn't want to talk too much, and second, he was afraid that if he talked too much, he would lose.www.biquge.info

Fortunately, Suzaku didn't like to talk much, so Song Ke silently rode with him.

His "broken blade" is still there—the weapon with which he will take Suzaku's life is still there. Sometimes he fell back a little, and looking at Suzaku's back, he wanted to imagine if he could be wiped out by drawing his sword and plunging it into his heart, but he often came to his senses immediately—not so easily.

That's Suzaku, a Suzaku that no one has ever really killed. Even if you know how to assassinate, you have to wait for the best time.

He carefully observed Suzaku's behavior, but he couldn't see any flaws - Suzaku seemed to be only focused on his own hurry, even if Song Ke's horse was back and forth, he didn't seem to care. This kind of indifference made Song Ke even more undecided, making him feel that the person in front of him was silent but seemed to be in control of everything, and he had almost no chance of winning.

The horse's back was also bumpy in the end, and it was not easy for Song Ke, who had not recovered from his injuries. By the afternoon, Suzaku was moving faster and faster, and there was no longer even a rest, and Song Kezi couldn't find any opportunity to make a move, so he could only secretly shake his head in his heart: it was reluctant to catch up with Suzaku, and it was completely impossible to assassinate him on the way.

It is impossible to travel, so naturally we can only wait until the night to rest, but if we hurry like this, we will arrive in Lin'an in two days at most, and once we arrive in Lin'an, I am afraid that there will no longer be such a chance to be alone with Suzaku - it is difficult to even say that I can meet him in person, and if I want to do it, I can probably only hope for this evening.

He struggled to endure the occasional pain in his throat and abdomen, and did not open his mouth to ask for a break. The only thing that supports him in coping with this torment is Ah Ji - the Ah Mo who has not seen the last face, and Ah Mo who has never even known the place of his burial. Even if Suzaku wasn't killed, he would have died because of him - if Suzaku hadn't taken control of the Black Bamboo Society and forced the Black Bamboo Society to move into Ouchi, Ah Mo wouldn't have left home in the first place, and he wouldn't have died in a foreign country.

Still, he kept his hatred under control, showing a restrained gratitude, masking his real nervousness with occasional strain. After all, anyone should be a little afraid in front of Suzaku, and Suzaku is used to it.

But Song Ke didn't expect that Suzaku didn't even stop planning to rest even when it was dusk, and he didn't even leave the horse's back to drink water. It's not that he can't follow the night road, he's just worried that if he goes on like this, his last chance will be lost.

Seeing that the moonlight had appeared, he bit his lip, secretly made up his mind, slowed down his horse slightly, and fell behind. After a dozen paces, the other man slowly crouched on the horse's back, let go of his head, and let the horse go. The horse was also very tired, and suddenly the restraint was loosened, but the man on his back was pressed down like this, and it naturally swayed left and right, and walked more and more slowly. Song Ke turned sideways, easily flipped off the horse's back, and fell to the ground.

Suzaku unsurprisingly reined in the reins, turned the horse's head, and drove closer to see. Song Ke seemed to have been "woken up", struggling to get up from the ground, and when he saw Suzaku coming, he said crampedly: "Lord Zhu." ”

The weather was hot, and Song Ke was already covered in sweat, and rolling on the ground like this naturally made his face gray, and even his eyelids fell into mud. Seeing him so embarrassed, Suzaku frowned slightly, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Song Ke pretended to be busy and wiped his face with his sleeve, "Maybe - the weather is too hot, I suffered from the heat during the day, my head is a little dizzy, I am tired for a while, I don't care about walking ......"

He naturally knew that such an explanation would not satisfy Suzaku, but this was not complete nonsense. Suzaku's body and skin have already been burned, and it is nothing more than exposed to the scorching sun - Song Ke is different. After a whole day of exposure to the scorching sun, even if he did not fall into the soil, his complexion was not so good-looking, and his originally fair face had already appeared red and dry. What's more, Suzaku naturally knew that he still had a body that was painful from poisonous injuries at this time, and a heart that was painful from the loss of relatives.

Song Ke in such a situation, falling down immediately after a hard day, is not too suspicious. Suzaku didn't bother to suspect anything. He only dismounted, re-mounted Song Ke's horse, and said, "If you want to rest, speak, otherwise I will only treat you as if you are not unwell." ”

Song Ke nodded and answered "yes".

Suzaku looked back. This is in the mountains, not barren, but there is no village to be seen. Naturally, you don't have to think about it, and it's okay to sleep in the mountains and forests for a few hours.

Song Ke saw him throw his back to himself again. Before he staged this bitter drama that he didn't know if it would succeed, all he wanted to do was stop - stop and look for an opportunity to make a possible move. Now that Suzaku was close at hand, he didn't know if this was the best opportunity.

He was not sure, but he hesitated when his hand touched the hilt of the sword that was leaning on his waist. The opportunity was fleeting, and Suzaku had already turned around, motioned for Song Ke to take the horse, and followed him to the side where the water sounded in the forest.

Song Ke was sure that Suzaku saw the position of his right hand at that time. A chill welled up in his heart, but he pretended to be expressionless on his face, and he didn't even glance at Suzaku, as if touching the blade was just an action he was used to.

Suzaku didn't seem to care, so he took his horse and left first. He seemed to be very familiar with the road from Huizhou to Lin'an, and it was easy to find a suitable place to drink and rest.

The two horses were so tired that they were snorting and panting, so much so that Song Ke felt that even if he hadn't forced Suzaku to stop with this toss, the two horses would not be able to hold on. But after resting, the horse regained some spirits, and he washed his face in the stream, and when he turned around, Suzaku was already resting against the tree with his eyes closed.

The heat of the earth is rising from the dirt, and the forest is still very hot after dusk. I don't know if it was out of a temptation or a self-cover-up, Song Ke took a water bag and filled the stream with some water, brought it close to Suzaku's side, and deliberately disturbed: "Lord Zhu, do you want to drink some water?"

Suzaku didn't open his eyes, but said, "No need." ”

"It's hot, and adults don't have to suffer from the heat. Song Ke said, without the intention of retreating, "At least wash your face and cool it a little." ”

Suzaku opened his eyes to look at him. "You seem to be refreshed?"

"I ...... Yes, a little better. Song Ke said, "Thanks to Lord Zhu's care." ”

Suzaku looked at him for a moment, looked at him carefully for a long time, and said, "That's it, since you have rested, let's rest for three hours before we go on the road." ”

Song Ke saw that he still didn't reach out to get the water, so he had to turn the water bag upside down, and drank it again, before he took a breath, walked around, and looked for a tree root to make it look like he wanted to rest.

This walking around is actually him settling the terrain of this place. He wanted to know if this place was suitable for any assassination, and what would be the sound if it were to be carried out.

When he sat down, Suzaku suddenly opened his mouth.

"The sword is yours?" he asked.

Song Ke's heart jumped. "It's mine. ”

"Pull it out and let me see. ”

Song Ke had no choice but to pull out the strange broken blade from its sheath.

Suzaku glanced at it, "How many people have you killed?"

Song Ke was stunned. Suzaku is the killer of his Black Bamboo Society, so he naturally asks this question, but in fact, he has not even killed anyone, to be exact. It's unbelievable to think about it.,I've never killed anyone.,If you say that you can kill Suzaku.,Probably I won't believe it.。

"Not much, less than five...... he replied vaguely.

Suzaku looked at the broken blade, "What is the origin of this weapon?"

"My father gave it to me. Song Ke replied.

"Tell me about your father. Suzaku closed his eyes again, just waiting for him to answer.

He didn't know if Suzaku had doubts about himself, and he wanted to use such a sentence after sentence to see if he would show his flaws. The only way not to show flaws is naturally not to lie, but the identity of the Zhilu family, he will never dare to expose it to Suzaku.

- It's hard to imagine that Suzaku wouldn't ask to see it if he knew where the booklet was.

He diligently sorted out the various things in his mind about his father. "He's a ...... People who don't talk much. Song Ke spoke cautiously. This is not lying. It is true that my father does not talk much, at least to himself.

"Oh, so who taught you the martial arts?"

"Father—and my eldest brother, both. Song Ke replied.

"Is it too?"

Song Ke unexpectedly he suddenly mentioned Ah Ji. Suzaku is not like him, and thinks that Song Yu's death is his fault, so there is no reason to avoid this name.

This name caught Song Ke's eyes off guard. He couldn't answer, but turned away. Even if he knew that crying would not arouse any suspicion from Suzaku, he didn't want Suzaku to hear the choked words.

"Well, he too. He turned his back on his face and replied in an extremely flat tone, and after a long time, Fang turned back, only to see Suzaku open his eyes and look at him at some point.

Suzaku sat in the shadows, his face dark and ugly, only the eyes were bright. Song Ke was under the moonlight, but he only felt that his eyes were so turbid.

"How long have you been in Heizhu?" Suzaku didn't make any comments on his performance, only added after a pause, "You guys." You and Ayu, how long have you been in Heizhu?"

But before Song Ke could answer, he continued, "If I remember correctly, he came at the end of last year. I haven't heard of him and his brother being in Heizhu. ”

"I have always stayed in Huaiyang. Song Ke bypassed his question and only answered the sentence that he didn't need to lie, "He moved south with the Black Bamboo Society and went to Lin'an, and I didn't go until this time—this time—the siege of Qinglong Valley." ”

He seemed to recall some memories again, and this time he couldn't hold back the damp heat that spread into his eyes, "Since Ah Yu left Huaiyang, it has been extremely difficult for me to meet him." I didn't think anything of it, but I-I never thought I'd never see him again......"

- Until he later told Su Fufeng about these things, Song Ke still didn't know why he was saying this at that time. He said he didn't remember—he couldn't remember whether his sudden grief was real or just a disguise to be wrong.