Many things in the world pay attention to karma, and every seemingly completely different thing often has a lot of connections in between, just like a newborn baby, only if you learn to climb, you will walk in the future, and only if you learn to walk, you will run in the future.

Every new event is triggered by the previous event, but no one can snoop into the connection, no one knows what they are about to face after doing something, and no one knows what will happen tomorrow. Good is rewarded with good and evil is rewarded with evil, it is not that there is no retribution, the time has not yet come, and this is true for both good and evil.

Hearing the words of the gray-shirted old man, he hesitated unintentionally, stared at Dongfang Qi's eyes tightly, and slowly retreated, the blood knife in his hand gradually left Dongfang Qi's throat, and the vigorous murderous aura on his body gradually dissipated.

He actually pulled Dongfang Qi's long sword out of his body like that, and he simply couldn't bear to look at it directly. As he retreated, the long sword that had been inserted in his chest was slowly pulled out by him, and those who got close could almost hear the sound of the blade cutting through the flesh.

As the last cut was pulled out, blood gushed out again, and there was another wound on his body, and the entire black cloak was now completely red with blood. People exclaimed whether his blood had dried up, and perhaps he would die of blood loss in the next second.

"Can I go?" Wuxin asked, turning his head and squinting at the gray-shirted old man, his lips trembling and his face as pale as snow.

The two people who had no intention of saving the two people who had been hiding behind the pillar to witness the terrible battle just now heard Wuxin's words, hurriedly walked out from behind the pillar, stood beside Wuxin, looked at the gray-shirted old man with anticipation, and waited for his answer.

"Yes," the gray-shirted old man nodded, and said affirmatively, "But you should remember the old valley master's words, the two of them can only leave one alive." "That's right, the old valley lord did tell Wuxin at that time that he could only take one person with him, provided that he could leave.

The two who were originally smiling when they heard the affirmative reply of the old man in gray shirt were completely dumbfounded when they heard the old man's words, they didn't expect that there was such a choice waiting for them later. The two couldn't help but glance at each other, not knowing what to do, and couldn't help but look at Wuxin next to them.

But Wuxin didn't say anything, and stood there without saying a word, as if waiting for the two of them to make a decision, and see who left with him. Although he could only take one person away, he had done his best, and he did not return empty-handed, and he had already completed what the Seven Sages King had given him.

Just as everyone was waiting to see how things would develop, there was a low scream with a hint of despair.

At this moment, everyone saw that the two people who were originally standing next to Wuxin and were originally the same root had slowly fallen down, and someone twisted his neck in an instant.

Now the two of them have become one person, a person who can leave with no intention, although it seems a little too cruel, but fortunately they can leave alive. The person who stayed behind was the roe-headed rat-eyed man with a treacherous face, and he was the first to move.

Wuxin didn't speak again, didn't stop any longer, didn't even look back to see what was happening, and walked straight towards the archway, towards the door that contained life and death.

He knew what had just happened, and he guessed what would happen, and in the face of life and death, not everyone could remember the friendship they had together. In the face of life and death, people are often fragile and despicable. Those two people have to have someone stay here, whether they live or die, they have to stay, if they don't do it themselves, maybe they don't want to make a choice for them.

"The young man stays. The gray-shirted old man looked at Wuxin, who was slowly walking out, and suddenly shouted, and everyone present thought that the old man had repented, and they all cast puzzled eyes.

Wuxin, who had already walked to the door, heard the old man's words, stopped, and frowned, he didn't know what the old man was going to do. To be honest, he really wanted to leave this hellish place full of unfathomable people and things everywhere, and he didn't want to stay for a second.

But now that he is able to walk, it is already the limit, but he hides these very well, and he doesn't want to be seen by others, if he is seen, he doesn't know if he can leave.

The gray-shirted old man looked at the trembling at this time, as if he would fall down if he touched it, and said slowly: "Old Gu, let me tell you, people's hearts are unpredictable, don't believe what your eyes see, let alone what your ears hear." After speaking, he sighed meaningfully and continued: "Cherish. ”

He didn't know if the incredible boy in front of him would be able to get out of the dense forest with such a scarred body, but he hoped that this boy would be alive. He didn't know what made this young man persist until now and refused to give up, if he had been someone else, it was estimated that he would have fallen long ago, but the young man did not, although he was trembling and scarred, but no one dared to say that he could stop him.

Wuxin didn't say anything, opened his legs again, and walked outside. This time, he will not stop again, he is going to leave this place that is destined to leave his name, return to the capital, and return to the side of Ruyi. He knew that he was very tired, tired and wanted to sleep, but he couldn't, he tried to restrain himself, he couldn't fall yet, there were important things to do, and important people were waiting to be saved.

Looking at the two figures who had already walked out of the valley and walked farther and farther away, Dongfang Qi looked at the gray-shirted old man who came out with him, and said in a deep voice: "Old Tu, why did the old man let him go. "He also has wounds on his body, and he is bleeding, but it is nothing compared to the distant Wuxin.

The gray-shirted old man known as "Tu Lao" turned his head to look at Dongfang Qi, and said slowly: "Because the old valley master guessed that no one could stop the young man, unless he died," he said and looked at the wound on Dongfang Qi's shoulder, and continued: "Who do you think the old valley master cares more about than you?"

The last sentence seems to be reproaching, blaming Dongfang Qi for being careless, and actually letting himself be injured, and even almost dying with Wuxin.

Dongfang Qi listened to the words of the gray-shirted old man, and couldn't help but lower his head, his face a little ugly. He knew that he was embarrassed today, but he couldn't do anything, because the unintentional martial arts were too weird and reckless, it was completely a way of hurting the enemy and losing eight hundred, and he was completely desperate.

But he wasn't, so he was defeated, and although he didn't know what the result was, he was already defeated in his eyes, because he couldn't do it as desperately as Wuxin did. "The bloody knife has no heart, and it really lives up to its reputation. Dongfang Qi thought silently in his heart.

Looking at the endless mountains and dense forests in front of him, he unintentionally tried to recall the way he came, but his mind became more and more confused, as if he couldn't remember anything, and the steps under his feet became heavier and heavier, and he would stumble a few times from time to time, and it seemed that he couldn't hold on for long, and he could only tell himself in his heart over and over again: persistence, persistence.

The roe deer-headed rat-eyed man had been following Wuxin's back, but he kept a certain distance, perhaps because he was afraid, after all, Wuxin's strength was too terrifying, although he had been seriously injured. Or maybe it's hiding something, and I don't want to get too close, but a pair of twinkling eyes are staring at the back of the heartless, and there is something in my eyes that I can't see through.

"How did you get caught?" At this moment, Wuxin suddenly asked, maybe because he was curious, maybe because he wanted to sleep too much, and wanted to say something to relieve it, in short, this was the first thing the two of them said since they came out of Fengyue Valley.

The man was stunned for a moment, probably because he didn't expect to ask such a question, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly replied: "Oh, I don't know, I'm just an errand messenger in the imperial court, and one day I was on the way to deliver a letter, and I was suddenly caught by them on the mountain." "When he spoke, he glanced at Wuxin from time to time and observed Wuxin's reaction.

Wuxin nodded and didn't speak again, he knew that this person's words could not be fully believed, maybe they were only half-truths. A messenger, why would Fengyue Valley be idle and arrested, and the Seven Sages King would force himself to rescue him by coercion and temptation.

Although there are many questions in his heart that he can't figure out, Wuxin can now be sure that Fengyue Valley is by no means what it seems on the surface, it has been hidden for twenty years, they must still have a secret connection with the rivers and lakes, and there must be their spies hidden on the rivers and lakes, otherwise why would they kidnap the people of the imperial court, and why would they know their origins.

But there was one thing he couldn't figure out, that is, the person in front of him was not an important person in the imperial court at all, and he couldn't understand why the Seven Sages King would say that. Suddenly, he remembered what the gray-shirted old man said when he was leaving, as if he realized something in an instant, and felt that something was wrong, and couldn't help frowning.

"I'm so tired, let's rest for a while before leaving. Wuxin suddenly stopped, and said in a hoarse voice, looking very weak. As soon as he finished speaking, he sat down next to a big tree and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.

The man unexpectedly did not object, and readily agreed, it stands to reason that a person who had just escaped from the wolf's den could stop and rest halfway, and it was too late to escape, but he agreed without saying a word.

The two of them each found a big tree, leaned against the tree and began to rest, perhaps because they were too tired these days, and the two of them gradually closed their eyes and fell into a deep sleep......

In the mountain behind Fengyue Valley, in the pavilion, there are two people lying and standing.

"He's gone?" Dongfang, who was lying on the recliner, asked lightly with his eyes closed.

"Gone, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out of the woods, he is very badly wounded, and he does not yet understand that the person he saved may be the one who wants his life. The gray-shirted old man standing on the side said solemnly, as if there was a trace of regret.

Dongfang Jue opened his eyes, looked at the faintly twinkling stars in the sky, and said lightly: "Everyone has their own fate, whether they can escape this catastrophe depends on his creation, and the love that Fengyue Valley owes him has been repaid." ”

The gray-shirted old man nodded, as if he had suddenly thought of something, and asked suspiciously, "Why didn't you tell him about that letter?"

Dongfang Jue shook his head and said slowly: "This person is definitely not a thing in the pool, and there is a little evil nature, whether he is an enemy or a friend is still unknown, it is better not to cause more trouble, when he should know, he will naturally know, there is no need for us to say more, in case he knows what trouble will happen in the future, it will be very unfavorable to our plan." ”

"The reason why I let him go is partly because Fengyue Valley owes him a favor and can't let him die here, and partly because I hope he won't become our enemy in the future. But if he is allowed to leave easily, the enemy will definitely suspect him, and the lives of those he really wants to save will inevitably be in danger. ”

He knew that the reason why Wuxin did this was because Wuxin was a person who valued love and righteousness, but he didn't expect Wuxin's strength to be so strong that he almost killed and injured his only three apprentices, which was unexpected by him.

The gray-shirted old man nodded, stopped talking, and understood Dongfang Jue's intentions. To be honest, he was also shocked that things had developed to this point, no one expected that the young man would be so unexpected, even if he was a well-known bloody knife heartless in the rivers and lakes.

In the dense forest, a figure ran quickly, constantly looking around, as if looking for something, the anxious look on his face was overflowing, and there was even a trace of remorse.

He's looking for someone, and the person he's looking for is unintentional. When he woke up, he found that Wuxin was gone, disappearing without a trace. Originally, he didn't fall asleep at first, just squinting his eyes and staring at Wuxin, but slowly he really fell asleep, maybe he had been tied up in Fengyue Valley all these days, and he was too tired. Now it seems that Wuxin didn't really fall asleep, and quietly left while he was asleep.

The figure was still running, I don't know how far I had chased it, I didn't know how many directions it had changed, but I still couldn't find half a figure, as if he was the only one left in the huge dense forest. Perhaps, the person he was looking for had already died in some unknown ravine, or had already been devoured by the beasts of the forest.

The dark night finally ushered in the dawn of dawn, everything that happened yesterday has passed, it has ended, and it will be a new beginning, but yesterday's events will always leave some traces and be remembered by those who have experienced it.

A faint glimmer of morning light from the window shone through the thin window, shining on the simple furnishings of the house, on the simple but good enough bed to sleep peacefully.

The man sleeping on the bed struggled, slowly opened his heavy eyes, looked at the unfamiliar beam above his head suspiciously, his face was pale, and he didn't know where he was.

From time to time, there were a few dog barks outside the door, as if there was a person muttering to himself......