The golden light shines from the palm, if the flood pours, the river wine takes the left foot as the axis, spinning extremely fast, the wind rolls up the flying sand, and several golden lights burst out during it, where the golden light reaches, the long knives of the heavily armored guards turn into powder, the shields are wasted into iron pieces, and the heavy armor cracks, turns into fragments, and falls off one after another.

The inner guards fell in a row, followed by the guards, one after the other, and more than two hundred people rushed forward like a tide, and after a while, the ground was full of scrap metal, and the soldiers had either fainted, or were wailing and crying with their stomachs in their arms, and the ground was full of messes and unbearable eyes. Only Emperor Zhongping, who was standing behind the fallen soldiers, was left with his eyes split, as if he had seen a ghost, and he was in shock. He had never seen such martial arts, able to break hundreds of soldiers with his own strength.

Most of the dead and wounded soldiers were stacked into a heavy wall of people, completely blocking the originally wide road, and it was impassable for a while.

Whether it is to send Chu Qing'an to leave safely, or to use the creation and return to the Yuan, or to use the First Dust Sutra to break the five hundred iron armor, it will take a lot of internal force and true qi, resulting in the displacement of the five internal organs, and the dantian is in chaos.

jumped up, landed behind Emperor Zhongping who was about to turn around and run away, picked up his back collar, grabbed his clothes, pushed his shoulder, turned him around, and quickly put a little on his chest, pointing at the acupoint, fixing Emperor Zhongping in place, but not sealing his dumb acupoint.

"Good man, don't kill me. If a good man spares my life, I will agree to anything. Emperor Zhongping struggled to twist his body but couldn't move, and as soon as he had an idea, he showed weakness and begged for mercy, trying to find a way to survive, so as to buy time and wait for the arrival of the army.

She had already heard the sound of horses' hooves a few miles away, and knew that reinforcements were gathering here, and this place must not stay for a long time, so she looked at the dodging eyes of Emperor Zhongping and said: "There is a saying in the Central Plains, it is said that if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, you are so self-conscious!" Emperor Zhongping hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, I have written it down." ”

As soon as the words fell, Lijiangjiu flew up and rushed down the mountain. After the figure of Lijiangjiu disappeared, a small stone flew from the direction of departure, which was hitting the acupoint of Emperor Zhongping, and unraveling the acupoint, Emperor Zhongping only felt that his body was sore and numb, and he ran back to the palace in a panic to take care of the soldiers who were wailing all over the ground, and ordered people to strengthen their vigilance, and the water inside and outside the palace was impassable, in case of accidents.

Speaking of Chu Qing'an, Lijiangjiu restrained most of the guards outside the palace, so that the defenders of the pass were mobilized, so that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, Chu Qing'an took this opportunity to stumble down the mountain, I don't know how long he walked, his vision was blurred, and he vaguely saw the three thatched huts, but he was no longer able to knock on the door, so he fainted in front of the door.

And the thin horse that Chu Qing'an bought before actually struggled to raise his head and neighed, and the sound of the horse's cry woke up the old man who had already rested, and the old man yawned and opened the door in a tattered coat and said: "You brute, you don't let people live in peace in the middle of the night." So saying, he walked toward the thin horse.

After walking only two or three steps, he suddenly felt that he had kicked something soft, hurriedly rubbed his sleepy eyes, stared at his eyes, looked closely, and felt that the person looked a little like Chu Qing'an, only then did he remember that Chu Qing'an and Xuanyi went out, and she hadn't returned yet, so he dragged her to the house, carried her to the bed, lit the oil lamp, and came to the bed with the oil lamp, and took a closer look through the firelight, sure enough, it was Chu Qing'an!

Seeing that Chu Qing'an's clothes were in tatters, most of the green mountains below his left shoulder were dyed red, and the dried blood stains were already solid, but they still exuded a strong smell of blood. She still clutched the Snow Folding Sword tightly in her hand.

The old man didn't know how to treat her, so he had to fetch a basin of water, dipped a strip of cloth in water to wipe off the dirt on Chu Qing'an's face a little bit, and put a cloth towel on her forehead. After a while, Chu Qing'an opened his heavy eyelids, and his eyes were illuminated by the red light, and it was no longer the dim moonlight. When the old man saw Chu Qing'an wake up, he asked with concern, "Girl, are you okay?"

"Help me up......" Chu Qing'an's lips were pale, and his voice was extremely weak, which seemed to be caused by excessive blood loss.

The old man was old and his hearing was not as good as before, so he saw Chu Qingan's lips move slightly, so he approached her and asked, "Girl, do you say it again?"

"Help me up......" Chu Qing'an said as he propped up the bed with his hands, wanting to sit up. The old man grabbed her arm and assisted her to sit cross-legged on the bed, and when Chu Qing'an sat up straight, the old man stepped aside, looked around, the family was surrounded by walls, sighed, patted his side and said, "But my old guy doesn't have any herbs at home, I really don't know how to save you......"

Chu Qing'an's face was extremely bad, there was hardly a trace of blood, he took a strong breath, raised his hand tremblingly, pointed to the package he left in the corner, and said, "In my package...... There are also some gold sore medicines, which are tiring...... I'm sorry you can bring it for me......" Chu Qing'an's every sentence was accompanied by a heavy snort.

The old man walked quickly in the direction pointed by Chu Qing'an, picked up the blue brocade cloth package and came to the table, unwrapped it by the light, and took out a small bottle with a red paper label on it. Although the old man couldn't read, he looked at the three words written on the red paper, and estimated in his heart that it was probably gold sore medicine, so he handed the medicine bottle and gauze to Chu Qing'an, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

Chu Qing'an raised his eyelids, glanced at it, then took the gold sore medicine and gauze, and glanced at the old man again. The old man was very interested, and without saying a word, he withdrew from the house and closed the door. Chu Qing'an untied his clothes and took off his coat, revealing a piece of snow white on his chest and shoulders. The delicate skin was branded with an extremely piercing arrow sore, and the valgus wound was obviously caused by the pulling of the arrow. Although he no longer bleeds, he is still red, swollen and suppurated.

Chu Qing'an opened the cork, poured out some white powder, pulled out a piece of gauze, sprinkled the powder on the gauze, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and covered the arrow sore on his left shoulder with his right hand. The moment the powder touched the wound, there was a "hissing" sound between the lips, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead and fell down his cheeks.

After a while, the pain was no longer as severe as before. Chu Qing'an tied up the gauze, put on his clothes again, folded his legs, slowly raised his two palms and staggered, the cyan internal force flowed, and as the true qi traveled through every meridian and acupoint, Chu Qing'an's pulse beat gradually became regular, and his breath was much more stable.

Chu Qing'an ran for a few hours, stabilized his injuries, opened his eyes again, and shouted towards the door: "Old man, please come in." The door opened, and the old man left the house, and the two exchanged pleasantries, without mentioning the situation of the Xuanyi, I don't know if the old man noticed something, or Chu Qing'an deliberately avoided it.

They blew out the oil lamps and went to sleep. Outside the window, there was the sound of dripping rain, drizzling down along the eaves, the soft and regular sound of water lingering in his ears, Chu Qing'an lay on the bed, staring at the bell-sized clear eyes, sleepless all night. Xuanyi died for this snow rock Xiuyun grass, and Lijiangjiu's life and death were uncertain, how could she dare to sleep peacefully?

The old man's snoring sound sounded in his ears again, Chu Qing'an let out a long sigh, turned over and faced the inner wall, tossing and turning, his mind was full of trouble, his mind was in chaos, he couldn't think of anything clearly, and his hand unconsciously went deep into his arms to caress the snow rock cloud cultivation grass that had been poured with the blood of Xuanyi. Thinking like this, I was confused all night, and I fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long I slept, Chu Qing'an woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, for fear of delaying the meeting with Lijiang Wine, and immediately sat up and looked at the sky outside the window. It was still dark, but not as late as it was at night. The gray sky is like rice paper that has been overturned, and it is still drizzling, and the autumn rain moistens this perennial dry land.

The old man was dressed in a coat and put on a hat, and was about to go out, when he looked back and said to Chu Qing'an, who was still sitting on the bed: "Girl, there is still more than an hour before the time comes, you are going to go back to Yanfu, and now you are leaving, and you still have time to catch up with the opening of the city gate." ”

Chu Qing'an was stunned for a moment, then turned over and got out of bed, packed his bags, and put the Snow Rock Xiuyun Grass in his arms back into the package, and took out the blood-stained black yarn, held it in the palm of his hand, and put his fingers slightly together, Chu Qing'an slowly lowered his head, obviously it was only one night, but it was already a yin and yang separation, and it was clear that she was a sister who had a long talk with her yesterday, but now it is difficult to preserve even her bones.

A few crystal tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, his body trembled, Chu Qing'an couldn't help choking, wiped away the tears with his hands, but moistened his fingertips. Sobbing in a low voice, he packed up his baggage and leaned on his back, Chu Qing'an walked out quickly, and the old man was tending to the vegetable garden in the rain.

The rain was not heavy, and Chu Qing'an did not bring rain gear, so he let the rain wet his shoulders, cut through the green silk, and drip on his cheeks, washing away the previous tears. Chu Qing'an turned over his horse, kicked the stirrup lightly, walked four or five steps, reined in his horse and looked back, and then looked at the three low houses under the mountain, the goat that looked up at her, the old man who was plowing in front of the door, the gray rainy sky, and the barren and steep hillside. Take another look at the towering peaks, the peaks of the mountains not far away, and the memories of that night that will never be forgotten.

Chu Qing'an clasped his fists on the horse and shouted, "Old man, take your leave!" The old man didn't seem to hear Chu Qing'an's voice, and didn't answer, still bowing his head and playing. Chu Qing'an looked at the mountain again, sighed and said, "Xuanyi, see you in the next life." With that, he rode north, through the canyon, and in the wind, in addition to a wisp of wet green silk, there were also new green shirts and crystal teardrops.

The drizzling rain soaked the mud and dragged the horse's hooves into the mud.

When I returned to the south gate of Luoyan Mansion, the city gate was opened, and the time had just passed. Chu Qing's peace of mind was a rare peace of mind, but there were very few people in and out of the city gate, after all, even if he went out of the city, even if he left the border pass and left the Central Plains, except for a very few Hu merchants, there were not many people in and out of Luoyan Mansion. And Chu Qing'an and Lijiang Wine made an appointment to meet here, but they looked left and right, but they didn't see Lijiang Wine, Chu Qing'an got off the horse and grabbed the reins, anxious, for fear of delaying the hour and missing the meeting. His left shoulder was suddenly grabbed by a hand, and Chu Qingan immediately held his breath and slowly turned his head to look.

The person who came wore a hat and covered his face, slowly raised his head, and his eyes met, Chu Qing'an breathed a long sigh of relief, and smiled happily: "Leave the seniors! Great, you're okay!" The two smiled heartily, and then separated temporarily, and entered the city one after another, found a small inn, and settled down temporarily. There was no one in the empty inn except for the half-dead guy in front of the counter, and the atmosphere was extremely eerie.

The two went upstairs to the guest room, Chu Qingan took out the snow rock cloud cultivation grass, handed it to Lijiang wine and said: "Now that the snow rock cultivation cloud grass has been obtained, the rest depends on the seniors." Lijiangjiu glanced at Chu Qing'an, then pushed the snow rock cultivation cloud grass in front of him to Chu Qing'an, and said with a smile: "Girl, you can't always count on others. I can't help you for the rest of your life, you have to learn to face it yourself. I have taught "Jishi Green Bag", and how much you can learn depends on your creation. Now that the medicinal materials have been obtained, how to heal the knife snowman still needs to be pondered by yourself. ”

Chu Qing'an pondered for a moment, and understood in her heart, she has always been smart, and the arrogant habits of some eldest ladies before were also caused by Chu Yunshan's pampering, after Chu Yunshan's death, Chu Qing'an experienced a lot of experience, and naturally became a lot more stable: "What the predecessors said is reasonable. It's just that I don't know what is the situation of Brother Xue now? He went to Tanglin Mansion alone, just afraid of ......"

Seeing that Chu Qing'an's face gradually turned gloomy, Lijiang Jiu comforted: "You are relieved." Everything has its own certainty. Now you still have to return to the Central Plains as soon as possible, and along the way, you will have enough time to study the "Jishi Qing Capsule" and prepare the elixir of Snow Rock Xiuyun Grass to restore internal strength. Rest for an hour, set off at the hour, and continue north. The yin energy here is extremely strong, and it cannot be stayed for a long time. ”

"Hmm......" Chu Qing'an nodded thoughtfully, as if he was still a little hesitant, "There is one more thing that I must complete before I can go back with peace of mind......"

"What's the matter?" asked Lijiangjiu.

Chu Qing'an raised his head, looked at Lijiang Wine, tears flashed in his eyes, and said slowly: "I want to bury Xuanyi." Lijiangjiu's eyebrows drooped slightly, he sighed and nodded in agreement.

The two rested for an hour, and because of Chu Qing'an's presence, Lijiangjiu kept pressing her injuries in order not to worry her, and did not heal. As soon as the hour passed, the light rain gradually stopped, Chu Qingan rode the thin horse, and Lijiangjiu followed on foot, and the two of them went out of Luoyanfu City together, on a mountain a few miles outside the city, Chu Qingan buried the blood-stained black veil, and split a wooden plank, and engraved: "The tomb of the righteous sister Xuanyi", in order to make a mound of clothes and pay tribute to Xuanyi.

Chu Qing'an bought some incense, candles, paper money, and burned them in front of the tomb, and sacrificed the Xuanyi with no bones. The incense in her hand and the green smoke slanted up, the white clouds of paper money in front of her fell, Lijiang Jiu stood behind her, Chu Qingan knelt down lightly, and bowed in front of the grave. Lijiangjiu sighed and said, "Xuanyi's death is not your fault, why should you be so guilty?"

"Definitely. Xuan Yiben has nothing to do with this matter, she can abandon it, find a place to live, and live the life she wants with peace of mind. But just by virtue of a few faces, a few words, she was able to go into danger alone because of me, and now she is dying on the top of the mountains, which is my fault. Chu Qing'an said calmly, but the more she pretended to be calm, the guilt and regret in her heart all stung her, and when all this converged to the critical line, it was the time when emotions exploded.

"She recognized me as my sister-in-law, but I failed to fulfill my sister's responsibilities, not only did I fail to protect her, but I also asked her to take risks for me. Xuanyi said that she wanted to be a Central Plains person and live a good life in the Central Plains. I buried her here, so that she could live forever in the Central Plains and fulfill her wishes. Second, she can see the top of the mountains here, so that she can see her hometown. Now that I think about it, it just happened overnight, and it felt like a dream. Chu Qing'an forced a smile, but anyone who could see this expression knew how bitter Chu Qing'an was, where is this smile, it is clearly a bitter smile.

Lijiangjiu patted Chu Qing'an's shoulder from behind her and said, "The rivers and lakes are a big dream, and when you wake up from the dream, you still have to keep going." ”

"Is this the rivers and lakes?" Chu Qing'an stood up, his knees were full of mud and ashes, looking back at Lijiang wine, his pretty face was full of tears, and his eyebrows and eyes that seemed to smile were clearly a little sad, which made people worry about it, Chu Qing'an, who was once reckless and innocent and lively, has long since ceased to exist, "When I was a child, I knew that the rivers and lakes were happy and hateful, and I broke black and white with a sword, but my father always laughed at me. In the past, I always wanted to leave Yiye Sword Gate, but now that I am in the rivers and lakes that I once longed for, I can't escape anymore. ”

Lijiangjiu unconsciously reached out to lift her to wipe away the tears on her cheeks, and sighed softly: "The rivers and lakes have never been about fighting and killing, but about human feelings. The sword is easy to dodge, and the human heart is unpredictable. There are regrets, trade-offs, joys and sorrows, this is the rivers and lakes. Where there is affection, there are rivers and lakes. You're already there, wherever you are, want to or don't want to. In this world, we can't decide. ”

Chu Qing'an smiled knowingly, grinned the corners of his mouth, and forced a smile, but he couldn't hide the cry: "Senior, let's go." With that, Chu Qing'an left slowly, never looking back at the tombstone on that side, for fear of holding back the tears that were about to burst.

Lijiang Jiu followed, suddenly stopped, his face changed drastically, his throat surged, and he urged out a mouthful of blood, and hurriedly kicked up a ball of dirt with his toes to cover the bloodstains, and used his true qi to suppress the injury.

Chu Qing'an asked about the movement behind him, and turned his head to look: "What's wrong with the senior?" Lijiang Jiuqiang smiled perfunctorily and said, "It's okay, it's important to hurry." Although Chu Qing'an felt strange, he didn't see the clue, so he had to get on the horse, continue to go north with Lijiang wine, and return to Mengyao Mountain.

After the rain, the sky is clear, and the white clouds are long. The rivers and lakes are like the besieged city, the people outside want to go in, and the people inside want to come out. As everyone knows, you are already in it.