sequence

You've been guarding this place for about seventeen years, right?

The years are fleeting, and the fragrance of the moment, like the burning candle on this table, has long been turned into ashes, and what cannot be extinguished in the flame is only the light of the past, struggling, wanting to stay for a moment, however, after all, it was swallowed up by the ruthless flames inch by inch, inch by inch, and turned into ashes.

Chi Xiaomoss used to be such a beautiful and delicate girl, but now, she is like a withered moss on the steps.

The tooth marks should be pitied, and the small buckle firewood will not be opened for a long time.

However, the teeth are still there, the sick young man who once stood on the steps and calmly knocked on the door in her heart, the amazing and brilliant Tingxue Mansion Master, the person who once made her love and hate so madly, is long gone.

It was he who betrayed him...... However, she never regretted it. He is the dragon among the amazing talents, soaring for nine days, overlooking the common people. And she is just a finch that can't compete with him. She knew he was going to leave—and she was just a withered moss. There are empty sandals, but they can't wait for anyone to knock on the door.

She was afraid that he would leave while she didn't know it, so she simply took matters into her own hands to keep him forever.

On that rainy night, she agreed to the suggestion of Gao Mengfei, the owner of the second floor, and joined forces to betray Tingxue Lou and assassinate Xiao Yiqing!

There may be a thousand reasons why a man wants to betray his friends. And the woman wants to betray a man she still loves, but for no other reason: she wants to stab him so hard that he will never forget.

If you can't be loved by him, then be killed by him!

The rebellion did not succeed, although she exhausted all her efforts, and at the moment of defeat, she did not suffer, but only felt relieved: she had long known that no one could defeat her brother...... The only one who can kill him may be the woman named Ah Jing.

But the senior brother did not kill her, although he used all means to provoke him, and wanted to die at his hands. However, he only flicked his sleeves lightly, locked her in the attic, and said, "I don't want to see you again." ”

She was placed under house arrest in a place where he could not be seen. She never saw him again until he died—at the hands of a woman named Ah Jing.

For her, that was the cruelest punishment.

Now, seventeen years of ups and downs have passed, and only vague words are left in the rivers and lakes following the legend of the two of them.

Since he is dead, there is no point in begging for death again - she doesn't want to beg for death anymore, because she is afraid that she will forget all the love and hate after drinking Meng Po soup.

And to be alive, at least you can have memories.

After the death of both the senior brother and Ah Jing, Tingxue Lou built this Divine Weapon Pavilion to enshrine the swords and swords used by the dragon and phoenix in that pair of people. A year later, her house arrest address was also changed here. This was her own request, just to look at the Sunset Blade that he had been with for a moment every day.

With the continuous prosperity of Tingxue Tower, after conquering the Quartet, various weapons as trophies, and the famous swords presented by various sects gradually increased, and unconsciously, it was actually a full room - worthy of the name of the "Divine Weapon Pavilion" that gathered the world's divine weapons and blades.

In the past sixteen years, from being imprisoned to the present, only the swords on the four walls of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, the guns and sticks on the shelves, and the various strange hidden weapons and poisons contained in the boxes have been accompanied by her......

Behind every weapon, I am afraid there have been extraordinary pasts.

or poignant, or heavy, or shiny, or mottled...... The non-speaking weapons watched her silently from the walls and cupboards, with their stealthy eyes—they no longer smelled of blood. No matter how many people's blood she has drunk in the past, in this quiet Divine Weapon Pavilion, all the sharp weapons are just pieces of still time, in their own way, to tell her those immortal legends.

Those things can talk, she thought, if you listen with your heart.

On weekdays, few people come to the pavilion, and she doesn't open the window, just in the faint light, looking at the weapons on the four walls, identifying their advantages and disadvantages, researching their history, recalling the legends in the rivers and lakes, and imagining the style of their masters...... Then, a strange smile appeared at the corners of his wrinkled mouth, stroking the weapons and muttering to himself.

That was pretty much the only pleasure she'd have had for the rest of her life.

Then, when listening to the sunset in the Snow Building, she spread out the white silk and wrote down the legend in small block letters with the light floating in the slightly dusty light in the window gap.

——In the brushstrokes that are both true and false, is her cloud-like unpredictable heart.

Chapter 1 Lovesick tears

Lovesick tears.

The crystal-clear lovesick tears flowed quietly between his delicate fingers - as if they were the drop that fell from his lover's eyes after the sea dried up.

However, it was the tears of death, and it was the superb poisonous secret weapon of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong.

The first master of the Tang Sect sat in the elegant seat by the window of Jinghu Xuan, looking down at the crystal tears in his hand. The glue-like transparent and soft thing flowed between his slender fingers, reflecting a beautiful luster.

His freshly scalded daughter Hong hadn't taken a sip yet, however, he didn't mind, and he didn't have time to mind.

- because the seventh group of enemies has come to him.

Although there were only two enemies this time, there was only one lovesick tear left in his hand.

Tang Chen's heart gradually sank - he didn't look up to see who the last two people were, but he knew that the later the person who appeared here, the higher the status of Tingxue Lou.

The last to step on the second floor of Jinghuxuan were two people, a man and a woman, the male was like a jade tree in the wind, and the female was like a hollow valley Youlan, so they stepped on the corpses all over the ground and came to him.

"Brother Tang, you really never let me down. ”

The man in white spoke first, with a slight sincere approval. The woman in the lake-blue shirt next to her just looked at the hidden weapon and death on the corpse, as if she was thinking about something incomprehensible.

"Nan Chu...... It turns out that the supreme leader of this operation is you. ”

After hearing the voice, the man in Tsing Yi was shocked, and let out a long breath - it was finally the end.

Looking at the person in front of him, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "It seems that I still don't have the value of letting the owner of Tingxue Mansion personally take action......

"Big brother's health is not very good...... He knew that I understood you, so he sent me to preside over this encirclement and suppression against the Tang Sect. Nan Chu smiled slightly. Although he was in front of his former friend who was about to fight to the death, he was still smiling.

Two people, one tear.

Tang Zhen's fingers moved, and lovesick tears slid down his palms tremblingly—although he knew that he would die, he also had to make a last fight.

Looking at the lovesick tears in his hand, the man in white suddenly proposed.

"Brother Tang, how about we make a bet?"

Two cups of rouge-like daughter red.

Red as blood, fragrant with wine - however, the tear had melted into one of the glasses, colorless, tasteless, and untraceable.

That's a bet, a bet that costs one's life.

Through the curling heat, he gestured to Nan Chu's head.

It's time to go.

Since the poison was given by him, then Nan Chu has the right to choose first.

The girl in the blue dress stared at the two glasses of wine without blinking, and her deep groan deepened.

The Jinghu Xuan is surprisingly quiet, the corpses are all over the ground, the breeze is blowing on the West Lake, and the willows are swaying with the wind, however, the atmosphere in the building is strange and tense. Nan Chu looked at him deeply, and raised his hand-

"Euphemism, you go out. ”

Suddenly, Nan Chu said slowly to the woman beside him: "You are also a master of poison, you should avoid such occasions." ”

The blue-shirted woman's face turned pale instantly, but she still walked out without saying a word.

"You're still the same as before. Tang Zhen smiled slightly bitterly, "If you don't say it, I won't know that the woman next to you is actually the 'daughter of Shennong' Qin Wanci...... Why do you bother to cut yourself off?"

"Because I want to be fair. Nan Chu's eyes were calm and deep, "All along, this is what I wanted." ”

"So you follow Xiao Yiqing?" Tang Zhen smiled sarcastically, "You know, like Tingxue Lou, using the strong to suppress the weak and swallowing the martial arts by force is not fair in itself!"

"It's just a different opinion, Brother Tang. Nan Chu shook his head and sighed, "I won't argue with you...... Let's go. ”

He leaned forward slightly, stared at the two cups in front of him for a moment, and finally, reached for one of them.

Tang Zhen's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

However, Nan Chu's hand suddenly changed direction in mid-air and paused on top of the other cup.

Tang Chen's brows furrowed, and suddenly Nan Chu glanced up at him.

Do you want to judge the correct answer in the change of his gaze? Tang Zhen thought, and simply closed his eyes, he was not sure if his eyes would betray him.

After a moment, he finally heard the sound of liquid flowing into his throat, and he opened his eyes like an electric shock—it was the glass of wine by the window that was empty.

His face changed instantly.

"Don't rush to tell me the answer...... Just let me wait for the results. Nan Chu finished drinking, as if he was a little overwhelmed, leaning on the windowsill and chanting slowly, "The wine enters the bowels and turns into lovesick tears......

Tang Zhen looked out the window, under the willow tree there, Qin Wanci, who was dressed in a blue shirt, stood with willow branches in her hands, because she was extremely nervous, her delicate figure trembled slightly like a willow in the wind, and he suddenly sighed-

"Nan Chu, in fact, you didn't have to make this bet with me this time, for me, one against two has no chance of winning at all, and at least one of you can survive...... But why are you betting with me?

"You're for her, aren't you? Because I still have lovesick tears on my hands, she and you have half the chance of dying...... You're afraid I'll pick her in the last move, so you're rushing to make a bet with me. ”

"Sure enough, the wine entered the bowels and turned into lovesick tears......"

Tang Zhen suddenly became a lot of words, however, after finishing speaking, looking at Nan Chu's uncomfortable eyes, a smile flashed in his indifferent eyes: "Congratulations on listening to my nonsense - this proves that you won." ”

"The poison of lovesick tears is life-threatening in seven steps. ”

He laughed: "It seems that those who have tasted the taste of acacia have no fate to taste the tears of acacia again-" In the laughter, he raised his hand to take the remaining glass of wine, without hesitation.

"Smack. Nan Chu suddenly raised his hand and touched it, and the cup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Then, looking at the ground, he raised his eyebrows as if helplessly and apologized: "Sorry, I accidentally missed...... I'll come back to you in three months' time. ”

"Brother Tang, goodbye. ”

Nan Chu got up like that and walked towards the door, seemingly completely forgetting that he was here to kill him.

"See you in the next life......" However, he heard Tang Zhen behind him laugh softly.

Surprised. He subconsciously drew his sword and backhanded the empty door on his back - however, it was too late...... turned around quickly, but what he saw was the crystal tears, which flashed between Tang Chen's fingers. He only felt a slight chill behind him, as if the wind in the south of the Yangtze River suddenly broke into his body in early spring, crispy and lazy - lovesick tears! Tang Zhen actually had a drop of lovesick tears!

"Brother Tang!" he was shocked, and his heart suddenly grieved inexplicably.

But...... But where did he get his lovesick tears? Tang Zhen had obviously used up the last one!

Nan Chu's gaze stopped on the ground where the wine had been spilled, however, there was no sign of corrosion or damage on the smooth wooden floor—he suddenly understood something, and he smiled bitterly.

"You didn't poison at all, did you? Both glasses of wine weren't poisonous!"

The poison attack was very fast, and the dead gray quickly spread into his eyes, looking at Tang Chen, his smile was a little bitter: "At first...... You're trying to fool me, aren't you......? When I think you're dead and gone, I'll ...... Sneak up on me from behind......"

- No one can turn their backs on the masters of the Tang Sect, not even Xiao Yiqing!

Nan Chu's eyes were already completely filled with the color of death, and then, due to the effect of the poison, drops of strange liquid flowed from the corners of his slowly closed eyes: "Between us...... Either you die, or I die......"

That's tears.

"Brother Nan...... I'm responsible for you. Tang Zhen suddenly sighed, his tone was painful, "However, it is a matter of life and death of the Tang Sect, and I have to ...... it in the next place" As he spoke, his green clothes fluttered, and he had already swept out of the open skylight—Qin Wanci should still be waiting downstairs, and there were no enemies on the roof—he had already calculated the direction.

As soon as he swept out, barely halfway out of the roof, he noticed that the sun outside was dazzling—as bright as lightning.

Then, suddenly, lightning pierced into the chest and lungs......

"By the order of the landlord, I have been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Accompanying his body to the ground again was actually a girl in a lake blue shirt - with a bright sword in her hand, revealing a slight sneer that saw everything. I don't know when, Qin Wanci is no longer under that tree!

"Nan Gongzi, it's really scary-fortunately, the landlord is not bad, otherwise...... Otherwise, ......" her voice trembled slightly, Qin Wanci hurriedly went up to help Nan Chu, took the medicine from her arms and gave it to him, "You said you know him, doesn't he understand you?"

The March wind blew, however, the whole building was empty.

Nan Chu opened his eyes and saw Qin Wanci's concerned and loving eyes. He couldn't help but reach out and gently hold a lock of hair hanging down to his face - after experiencing such life and death, the deep feelings in his heart finally couldn't be hidden.

He looked sideways at Tang Chen's corpse, and suddenly, he saw something shiny flickering in the corner of his closed eye.

The wine entered the bowels and turned into lovesick tears.

Chapter 2 Jasper hairpins

A very precious jasper hairpin, the jade is warm and pure, and it is exquisitely polished.

It was given by Xie Lizhou, a famous man in Luoyang, when his youngest daughter gave a gift.

The Xie family has been famous for several generations, and when it came to Xie Lizhou, he became a waiter in the Ministry of Rites in the DPRK and the Central People's Republic of China. After leaving office, he returned to Luoyang, and became an undoubted local leader, known as "Xie Ge Lao".

And the Xie family is a family of scholars, courtesy, and righteousness, with filial piety to the father and son, and the door style is solemn, and the city is praised. Even on the jasper hairpin for the only daughter's hair, a few words were also thinly inlaid with gold wire:

"Fierce and true, tender and tender. Not humble or arrogant, jade bones and ice heart. ”

Even the children's ornaments are so painstaking, it can be seen what kind of square and rigorous people they are, such a family is naturally a collection of loyalty and filial piety, and one or two famous characters from generation to generation.

Recently, what has been recited in the streets and alleys of Luoyang is the story of the martyrdom of the youngest daughter of the Xie family.

The youngest daughter of the Xie family is named Bingyu, fifteen years old, and the son of a certain family in Jinling.

In February, the man got married, passed through Laoshan on the way, and unfortunately encountered the local mountain bandit "Seven Wolves" that had been rampant for a long time. The fiancé was killed, the family was killed or injured, and the bandit leader saw his beauty, plundered back to the cottage, and forced him to marry the wife of the village.

Miss Xie calmly replied: "The husband is mourned first, please allow the concubine to sacrifice him with wine, and then it is not too late to serve the newlyweds." ”

The leader of the bandits was pleased with his promise, and immediately prepared a sacrificial wine and sent it to the outside of the tent.

The young lady is dressed in plain clothes, and the fat powder hairpin ring is gone, leaving only the jasper hairpin to pull her hair. The appearance is beautiful, the temperament is noble, Gu Ying wanders, terrifying left and right, and finally people dare not give birth to a strong persecution heart. The leader of the bandits, the blue wolf, was shocked, and said to the left and right: "I have heard that the young lady of the big family is different from the ordinary mother-in-law, and today I can see what a different way to do." ”

Miss Xie wept at the grave, and when she heard this, she suddenly replied with a slight smile: "The ice and snow festival exercises, let you know it today." ”

Step back, pull out the jasper hairpin, and stab it hard into the throat. The blood is like a waterfall, and the air is absolute.

The bandits stepped forward in alarm, and found a white silk from their sleeves, with several lines of blood written on it, saying: "I'd rather die with incense on the branches, how could it have been blown down in the north wind!"

Since then, when Fang knew that he had been attacked, his death had been decided. The wolf regretted for a long time and went away, and the fleeing family members hurriedly collected the corpse and returned after the bandits had gone away.

When the message came, Luoyang was a sensation.

In Shilin, who is not envious of the child's father and daughter, and the family is brilliant? Led by some highly respected people, they gave a recital to the imperial court's ceremonial department, and described the chastity and martyrdom of the women of the Xie family. The imperial court issued an edict to order the local government to raise funds to build a monument and set up a workshop, in order to praise its ambition, his father and daughter have a way, re-use, and worship the Ministry of Worship.

A few days later, the coffin returned to Luoyang.

On the day of the coffin, the whole city went out to greet each other, and there were women and children offering incense flowers and candles along the road to offer to the martyrs.

Ignoring the filth, Xie Ge Lao opened the coffin and wept at the corpse, and said: "There is a woman like this, why should the old man hate it!"

The surrounding people sighed, but they didn't notice that the elder Ge's face changed instantly, and then he put away his tears, covered the coffin, and hurriedly urged the servants in the house with a complicated expression: "Quickly transport the young lady's coffin back to the mansion and prepare to bury it tomorrow!"

After only one day of stopping the coffin, the Xie family decided to bury it, which was more or less surprising - it stands to reason that such a glorious thing should be stopped for a while so that people can come to mourn.

However, the funeral still came out. The big funeral, the scenery is incomparable, and the city of Luoyang is crowded with people for a while.

"Is the young lady of the Xie family dead?" On the tall building on the side of Suzaku Avenue, a man in white looked at the funeral procession below, and muttered slightly, "The seven wolves in Laoshan are really eye-catching, when is it time to clean up......"

"I still have some impressions of that young lady...... It's a little different from the usual lady. The woman in scarlet next to her replied.

"Look—" The scarlet-clad woman's body shook suddenly, nudging him, "under the coffin!"

The boy in white followed her expectations, looked at the bottom of the coffin in the funeral procession, and his face suddenly changed!

Blood! Bright red blood flowed out of the cracks in the coffin!

The two people swept down from the tall building at the same time, fell into the funeral team amid the exclamations of the onlookers, pushed everyone away, and came to the coffin. The woman in scarlet clothes reached out and dipped a drop of blood from the coffin, put it under her nose and smelled it, and nodded to the man in white: "Yes, it's really living blood!"

"There's movement inside. Xiao Yiqing leaned over and listened carefully, and said, "It seems that there is still a heartbeat." ”

"What are you doing—someone, ...... quickly" Xie Ge Lao squeezed over unexpectedly in a panic for some reason, screaming sharply, but softened after seeing the face of the person who came-"Xiao, Xiao Gongzi......?"

Everyone in Luoyang City was in awe when they saw this sick and weak young man, even the famous Pavilion Elder.

"Open the coffin!" the woman in scarlet clothes commanded in a non-negotiable tone, "Your daughter is still alive!

The crowd was in an uproar, and the good deeds even squeezed the center of the street into a crowd -

"Where is Miss Jing...... Bingyu has been dead for several days, but don't laugh. Xie Ge Lao smiled reluctantly, and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, "The old man also opened the coffin yesterday to see the body of the little girl, yes, it's already ...... It's already a sacrifice of life......"

"Really?...... It turns out that you did it on purpose!" Ah Jing looked at him coldly: the great Confucian celebrity on this side, there was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth - "Are you intentionally going to bury your daughter alive?!"

She suddenly swung her sword with her backhand, slashed it flat, and Nanmu's coffin lid flew straight out in the crimson light!

"Wow!

As soon as the lid of the coffin was lifted, I saw a pair of hands stretched up weakly, and the fingertips showed a little of the coffin—one can imagine how the delicate and feeble hand had been trying to push the lid open before the lid was lifted.

"Corpse ...... It's a corpse!" Xie Lizhou's face turned pale, and he was the first to shout in a trembling voice. The idlers on the street shouted, and they all dispersed. Xie Ge didn't care about his daughter, so he pulled his legs and left-

"Stop!" Ah Jing shouted loudly, and everyone was startled and couldn't help but stop. The woman in scarlet leaned down and picked up the body in the coffin.

"Oops!" Everyone was shocked again, only to see that Miss Xie's face was pale, with a jasper hairpin in her throat, but her eyes were open, looking straight at her father opposite, tears slowly flowing from the corners of her eyes.

"Yu'er......" Xie Ge looked at his daughter who came to life in a daze, and was speechless for a long time.

Xie Bingyu's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he raised his hand and stroked the hairpin on his throat weakly, and there was only a faint cough in his throat. Near the wound, blood oozed from the clotted blood crust and flowed to the bottom of the coffin.

The young lady of the Xie family is still alive.

The same boudoir, the same servant, however, everyone no longer looks at her the same way—

It would be nice if you died.

She seemed to see the regret in the sighing eyes of the people around her.

Her father never came to see her again, but she could think of what he was saying, "How good it would be if you just died...... If you live, the aura of the martyr will be much darker, and there will be many twists and turns in the journey of the father.

Although when you weep at the corpse, you unexpectedly find that you still have a trace of qi, but as a father, you still decide to fulfill your three chastity and nine spirits - your husband is dead, you are a widow of young Ai, what is the meaning of living in the world?

It's just that the withdrawn Shu Jingrong wants to meddle with things...... Alas, how nice it would be if you were really dead......

"I was trying my best to stab myself!" she tried to argue, but couldn't speak.

The jasper hairpin had been removed, and the throat was bandaged with a thick gauze, and the doctor said that he might not be able to speak for the rest of his life. She became a mute woman, and a widow who had been taken captive by robbers.

Why did she come back as white, but everyone was looking forward to her death! Perhaps, it was really a mistake to live herself?

In the dimly lit boudoir, she struggled to get up, sat down in front of the bronze mirror, combed her long black hair with a silver comb, and then applied her makeup more carefully. After everything stopped, trembling fingers picked up the jasper hairpin on the dressing table.

Suddenly, her hand was clasped from behind, and she turned her head unexpectedly, and saw the scarlet woman who had carried herself out of the coffin looking at her with a cold and sighing gaze.

She began to cry silently, a soft sobbing coming out of her bandaged throat.

Ah Jing looked at her for a long time, and suddenly held the hairpin with his backhand, and stabbed it into his right shoulder with a "poof"! Blood flowed out, dyed the scarlet clothes even more red, Xie Bingyu looked at her in surprise.

Pulling out the jasper hairpin from her shoulder, the blood splashed Xie Bingyu on the opposite side at once, she jumped up like a dream, went up and grabbed the sleeve of the woman in scarlet clothes, anxiously wanted to ask, but only made a hoarse voice of "ahhh

"Please keep this scar on my shoulder until it's gone. ”

The blood-stained hairpin was placed in the palm of her hand, and the residual warmth of the other party's body was still on it.

Xie Bingyu raised her haggard face and looked at this strange woman who was completely different from herself with puzzled eyes, but heard her continue: "However, I hope you can use it to protect yourself, instead of hurting yourself again and again......"

"You're not wrong, it's sick in this world. ”

The woman in the scarlet dress firmly and calmly repeated to her: "You are not wrong! ”

Pulling her sleeves, Xie Bingyu cried silently again, however, her eyes shone brightly.

Three months later, listen to the snow building.

"I really didn't expect you to do good deeds. ”

In the secret room, after discussing the matter, Xiao Yiqing, who was wearing a light robe, looked at the woman opposite and smiled slightly, repeatedly playing with a crystal in her hand, I don't know whether it was ridicule or sarcasm.

"Just like I didn't expect that you would really agree to let Xie Bingyu join Tingxue Lou. ”

Ah Jing looked at him, and there was a look of surprise and incomprehension in his eyes: "Recruiting a person who is of no use to you to join the building is not like your usual style." ”

The slender fingers held the crystal even more, Xiao Yiqing just smiled and watched the thin sand inside flow like water, silent.

"Being kind to someone you don't know is not your Shu Jingrong's consistent style. Looking at the other party's appearance of being asked for a while, the smile finally couldn't be concealed on the plain and indifferent face of the owner of Tingxue Building.

"If you can pull her up, why can't I take her in?"

Ah Jing was stunned, suddenly lowered his head, stroked the blood wielding sword in his sleeve, and was silent.

After a long time, she looked up and said, "I see...... Ice Jade is not without merit to you - such a loyal and fierce woman, at least, she will have absolute loyalty to Tingxue Lou. You must have thought about this, right?, otherwise how would you let her enter the Lanxue Pavilion, which houses top-secret materials. ”

"You ......" Listening to what the Snow House Lord wanted to say, however, he finally leaned back weakly on the recliner and shook his head with a wry smile, "Forget it, think whatever you like!"

In the Lanxue Pavilion on the other side, facing the mountain of information and letters, the fifteen-year-old woman buried her head in copying and sorting out, and from time to time, she reached out and subconsciously pulled Luo Pa in her neck to protect the terrible wound.

The pendant of the jasper hairpin swayed between the cloud-like hair, warm and crystalline.

There are also a few lines of small words embedded in the gold wire:

"Fierce and true, tender and tender. Not humble or arrogant, jade bones and ice heart. ”

Chapter 3 The Golden Wrong Knife

Golden wrong knife.

The gold knife is staggered and the white jade is outfit, and the night wears the door and shines.

In the rivers and lakes, everyone knows that the golden knife is the heirloom of the famous Daimyo's mansion in the martial arts, the golden knife of the Huo family, and it is the weapon used by Huo Zhongyu, the great-ancestor of the Huo family, when he dominated the Central Plains for nearly ten years fifty years ago.

In the past 20 years, although the Huo family's momentum is no longer what it used to be, as long as the golden sword Huo family is mentioned, the people in the martial arts are still in awe.

However, at this moment, this knife made of gold and jade was broken into several pieces and placed in a brocade box.

"It's a pity ......" Looking at the remnant knife presented by Jiang Qiubai, the owner of Tingxue Building, who also used the knife, sighed rarely, picked up a piece of the knife body, and tried it with his fingers, with a look of regret on his pale face.

Jiang Qiubai was shocked, and immediately knelt down on one knee and replied: "The subordinates failed to bring back the golden wrong knife completely, please punish the landlord!"

Although this attack on the Huo family really achieved bloodless and the lowest losses, he was still apprehensive when he did not complete the landlord's order to "bring the golden knife back to me".

"Didn't you bring it back? Didn't I see it too? What fault did you make?" Xiao Yiqing's thin lips like a sword body had a slight smile, and he looked at the scarlet woman sitting next to him, and the smile in his eyes was even stronger, "You go out." ”

Jiang Qiubai retreated a little relieved and a little inexplicably, the landlord's deep and treacherous personality really made it difficult for his subordinates to figure it out.

"Ah Jing, look, what a good knife, how many years of aura and murderous aura has been hidden...... It's a pity, it's a pity......"

Listening to the Xue Mansion Lord, he said a few pity, and then sighed slightly: "It's a pity that it was destroyed in the hands of Huo Buyun." ”

"What a Huo Buyun who would rather die than give in. Suddenly, the scarlet-clothed woman next to her, who had been silent, praised lightly, "In the past few years since the expansion of Xuelou, it is rare to see such a bloody real man everywhere I go." ”

Xiao Yiqing groaned.

He also learned from the report of his subordinates that when he heard that the people of Xuelou chased the people of the Huo family to a dead end, Huo Buyun, as the current head of the Huo family, led his subordinates to fight until the last moment, resolutely smashed the golden knife and threw himself into the cliff.

"Indeed, he is a good man who would rather die than give in...... If someone hadn't betrayed him from the inside this time, the Huo family would have him, how could Xue Lou have broken through the Golden Dao Mansion so easily. He said slowly.

"Who betrayed him?" Ah Jing asked, this time the matter was not within her power, so she didn't ask anything from beginning to end, and now that the matter had settled, she spoke.

Xiao Yiqing looked at the fragments of the golden wrong knife for a long time, his eyes changed, and finally said word by word: "It's his wife." ”

"Huo Qingmei?!" There was also shock in the scarlet-clothed woman's always indifferent tone.

No wonder she, you must know that the love between Miss Qingmei of the Huo family and Han Buyun, who later joined the Huo family, is almost a legend that has been recited for a long time in the mouths of the children of the rivers and lakes......

Han Buyun was originally just a nameless soap subordinate in the Daimyo Mansion, with a martial arts that was not too clever and a very low status, however, he had a hot-blooded justice that was completely incommensurate with his martial arts status.

It was this extraordinary sense of justice that almost killed him-

At that time, Laoshan in the jurisdiction of the Daimyo Mansion was making trouble with the Koushan bandits, and the seven people who occupied the mountain as kings and were known as the "Seven Wolves" almost made the people miserable within a radius of hundreds of miles. The Daimyo Mansion Yin was originally an official who made money for money, and he didn't want to care about this matter at all, but Han Buyun, the errand officer under him, didn't know what to do, and said several times that someone should be sent to take care of it.

What's the matter with your little soap!

After hearing again that a certain village under Laoshan Mountain was washed in blood, Han Buyun's request for persuasion came again, and Fu Yin picked his teeth impatiently, and simply gave a death order: "Whoever is under me, don't do this in front of me!"

However, the little officer changed his face, tore off the soap official uniform outside, threw it in the old man's face, and then walked out without looking back—relying on his blood and liver and gallbladder, he went to the tiger's wolf's den alone.

The result was naturally outnumbered, and he was captured after being seriously injured -

The blue wolf, the boss of the seven wolves, released a message to sacrifice the guy who ate the leopard's gall!

When such news spreads to the rivers and lakes, it is natural that there will be a commotion.

Although I admire the courage of the little servant, the Seven Wolves are indeed not general, and Han Buyun is not a guy who has a backer and popularity in the rivers and lakes, and he can stand out for him, and there is no trace of him.

It seems that this tragic little man is bound to die helplessly and heroically, and he will die a terrible death.

However, when the time of death was approaching, things suddenly changed-

The matter of the small errand of the Daimyo's Mansion somehow came to the ears of the eldest lady of the Huo family with the golden knife, aroused the admiration and righteousness of Miss Qingmei in the boudoir, so he begged his father in every possible way, and with the help of the prestige and strength of the Huo family, he actually rescued Han Buyun from the butcher's knife of the bandits.

The subsequent development of events is the ending that everyone is happy to see.

The righteous little servant and the young lady who admired him were combined, and because the Huo family only had one daughter, he joined the Huo family, changed his name to Huo Buyun, inherited the Huo family's martial arts and family business, and the two young people lived lovingly.

A few years later, in order to avenge the revenge of the year, Huo Buyun led the people of the Golden Dao Mansion to break the cottage and kill the bandit Seven Wolves. And the touching beginning and such a perfect ending make the story of the two people another legend of love in the rivers and lakes......

"How could Huo Qingmei betray her husband?" the woman in scarlet clothes frowned and asked—although she had always thought that the feelings in the world were as indifferent as paper, she couldn't help but be a little puzzled when she saw such a love that was regarded as a model so ugly.

"Because Huo Buyun betrayed her. ”

"Ha......" Ah Jing smiled indifferently, and said lightly for a long time, "Wealth and power are really bone-eating poisons......"

"Wrong. Huo Buyun is not a person who likes the new and hates the old - that woman is what he loved at the beginning. ”

"Oh, in order to repay her favor and the power of the Huo family, he gave up her, and then secretly accepted her as an outer room after he became famous?"

"Wrong again...... At that time, that woman was captured by the Seven Wolves, and Han Buyun went up the mountain alone in order to save her, but it had no effect at all except that he almost died, in order to rescue her, he could only use the power of the Golden Sword Huo Family......" Xiao Yiqing smiled faintly, holding the fragment of the golden knife between his fingers, and the dark golden light on the knife floated on his handsome side face, "Speaking of which, what is really worth writing about is this unknown deviance...... Ha. ”

"......I see," the scarlet-clothed woman also had a complicated look on her face, and finally said, "Since Huo Qingmei knows, at most, he will inform his father and elders to take revenge on Han Buyun and that woman—why do you have to pay the price of the entire family?"

Xiao Yiqing smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The current Huo Buyun is no longer the little errand officer Han Buyun of the past - he is not only a big helper to the Huo family, but also a leader...... To put it bluntly, today's Huo family may be able to do without Miss Huo, but it must not be without Huo Buyun!"

So, although she cried to her father, all the father could do was persuade his daughter to make compromises. ”

What's more, although he doesn't love her, Huo Buyun is at least not bad to her, and Huo Buyun is really a good man. ”

Ah Jing nodded slightly and sighed: "In the end, she couldn't get any assistance, and she couldn't bear her husband's betrayal, so she had to use the most vicious means to betray everyone to you in order to take revenge on him alone?"

"A woman's revenge is really chilling. ”

Even the owner of the Xue Mansion couldn't help but show a look of awe.

The woman in scarlet clothes smiled, but her eyes were cold, and she suddenly said, "How is Huo Qingmei now?"

After sending all the news, when she heard Xue Lou attacking the Golden Sword Mansion, she used this golden wrong knife to commit suicide in the mourning hall dedicated to the ancestors' spiritual position. Xiao Yiqing flicked the blade lightly with her fingers, and replied a little lonely.

The woman in scarlet sighed slightly, raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows with her fingertips, also with some bitterness: "Sure enough, you can't live alone in a world without lovers, right?"

A woman who longs for love, she doesn't want much, unlike those men, there are still a lot of rivers and mountains outside, as well as the power and status that she has worked hard for, however, what does she have? What does she want? What is she afraid of?!

At most, I have spent the rest of my life fighting, what can't I do!

The Miss Huo family, who had dreamed of happiness in the window thousands of times, finally couldn't take care of everything.

Passionately loved, madly hated.

She once dreamed of the future countless times in her boudoir, but after her happiness was destroyed, she became an evil spirit. Destroyed together was not only her husband and family, but also her heart that once longed for kindness and happiness.

Everything is like the golden knife, broken piece by piece.

Chapter 4 Flowers of the Sea

Sea flowers.

In the legend, it is known as the three great treasures of the South China Sea along with "mermaid tears" and "luminous pearls". A leaf in ten years, a flower in a hundred years. The gorgeousness of the opening is enough to hold the breath of all the seafarers who are accustomed to seeing rare treasures.

What is particularly strange is that it is a flower with terrifying vitality, and although it withers into a black filament once it leaves the sea, it will immediately rebloom with amazing beauty when it is put into the sea no matter how many years have passed.

Even if it's himself, I've been a pirate in the South China Sea for almost ten years, and I've never seen such a strange thing again, right? Although the gold, silver and gems looted in the warehouse have been piled up to the top, ...... His own fleet has never brought him flowers on the sea.

Speaking of which, the last time he saw such a rarity was twelve years ago.

It was a gift from his father to his mother from Persia, when he was a well-off merchant at sea.

The withered flowers, like black ribbons, were carefully woven into bands of hair that were wrapped around the mother's golden hair. Such a precious gift, coupled with the mystery and gentleness of his father's Oriental, finally persuaded his mother, who had beautiful blue eyes, to follow his father from his distant homeland to Middle-earth, and then, with a home and with him.

However, when Wen Po showed his mother the newborn him, the mother only looked at him and passed out screaming

"That's not my son! Ghost! That's a ghost!"

Later, he learned that the root of all misfortune came from his eyes.

The one on the left was as dark as night, while the one on the right was as blue as the sea.

A person with such evil eyes, in his mother's kingdom, is called a "ghost", and he is born to drown or gouge out one of his eyes.

"Ruisa, what are you going to do!"

On that day, the father, who had just returned home, was stunned and desperately went up and snatched the knife that the child's mother had raised by the crib.

"Dig it out!" God said, the evil eye must be gouged out!" the mother muttered madly, her blue eyes shining fiercely, "He's not my child!

"Where's that...... What a beautiful eye—the color of night and dawn. The father replied gently but unequivocally, picked him up from the bed, and kissed his son, who was weeping with fright.

However, when he was 10 years old, his father, who was a seaman, was on his way to Cochin to sell silk when he was engulfed by a hurricane with his boat.

"Hell, you ominous child! It's you, it's you, you're the one who killed your father!"

When the bad news came, his mother wept bitterly and pointed at him and cursed.

The beautiful dried sea flowers loomed in her hair.

He just looked at his mother indifferently, and suddenly felt that such a maternal monster had really insulted that beautiful flower. His indifference aroused his mother's anger even more, and more vicious insults and corporal punishment followed. Anyway, he's used to it. He came to this world with a cursed fate and a haunted grudge, a baby born without any mother's expectations.

However, the mother's anger did not last long, because my father's ship sank at sea with people and goods, so the owner of the cargo and the ship, as well as the family of the dead sailor, came to the door to ask for debts, and gradually, the family sold everything, however, it was still not enough to pay the debt.

When the defendant arrived at the official mansion, the prefect gave an order, and the family was all sold to pay off the debt.

He was twelve years old at the time, and the price was fifty taels of silver.

And his mother was only worth thirty taels.

"Hey, although that woman is an orchid beauty, she is in her thirties, and she has given birth to a child, thirty taels, don't even give it to me!" A buyer from the Qinglou looked at his mother unceremoniously, and while bargaining with Ya Po, he raised his mother's face to identify his complexion, and finally, he sold it for twenty taels, and then came up and pulled his mother.

His mother's face turned pale, and she suddenly looked at him viciously, and cursed in a low voice: "You ominous child!" Then, he slammed his head into the stone lion in front of the ya, and the blood flowed down his golden hair, dyeing the sea flower red.

He didn't say anything, but looked blankly.

The onlookers let out a sigh of satisfaction at the sight of the show.

The buyer was a little bored, and suddenly saw him with an expressionless face, and his eyes lit up: "What a handsome child!"

"No, it's only twelve...... How beautiful you look, can you guys over there be a good man?" Ya Po saw it, and hurriedly picked it up, and lifted the hair in front of his forehead, "Look at those pair of eyes! Where in the world can I find them? Fifty taels is not a loss!"

He suddenly understood his fate, and suddenly raised his head and stared at the people in front of him. Angry and vicious, there was a terrifying glint in the blue and black eyes, which made the buyer take a step back and be a little timid: "This kid ...... What's the hell about evil...... I don't want it. ”

"Hey, don't go, how about forty taels?" A person died, Ya Po was a little anxious, and hurriedly wanted to get rid of the rest, turned his face hard, and shouted to the sun, "Look, what a handsome child!

"You are not allowed to bully motherless children!" Suddenly, a childish voice came from the crowd of onlookers.

Everyone looked back in surprise, and then they saw a girl in pink makeup surrounded by the servants of the house. The child was younger than him, but he was obviously very shy, and when he saw that everyone was looking at her, he immediately hid behind his grandmother, but he still held the corner of his grandmother's clothes and said timidly: "Mama Yu...... Shall we buy that brother?"

"Miss, I have to ask the master about this! We are not in charge, and we don't have so much money. "Mama advises.

"Daddy loves Xue'er the most, he must rely on it! If you don't buy it now, that fierce uncle will take my brother away!" The little girl was anxious, and pulled Mama's clothes so hard that she almost tore them, "Xue'er is rich!

She stood on tiptoe, untied the golden longevity lock from her neck, and put it in her mother's hand.

"Miss, you see, what can I do with him now?"

The straw mark on the back of his neck was finally torn off, and the chains on his feet were opened, and yet, free, he heard the old mother of the servants speak to the girl in a complaining tone, and looked at him with disgust, as if he were a leprosy dog.

He immediately took an attitude of resistance, and looked at the rich lady in a gold-embroidered shirt who walked towards him with hostility.

"You...... Would you like to go home with me?" Unexpectedly, the child who bought him asked tentatively in a timid tone, and couldn't help but look at him, but his eyes were evasive - he was a timid and shy hairy girl.

He thought, and then, as unceremoniously, replied, "No." ”

"So...... So......" The little girl bit her fingers with some embarrassment, thought about it in embarrassment, and finally said reluctantly, "If my brother is not happy to stay with Cher, then will you go by yourself? Do you have a place to live?"

He looked up in some surprise at the child, who was only eight or nine years old—she looked at her with love and pity, as if she were looking at the most beloved Muppet who had to let go.

Since he was a child, he was accustomed to seeing his mother's disgusted look, but his heart had his first violent shock.

"Aren't you afraid?" he asked, deliberately looking at her tightly with heterochromatic eyes.

"What beautiful eyes!" she cried out with delight as if she had noticed it for the first time, and then stared at him again and again, and finally could not help but ask timidly, "I...... Can I touch it?"

After receiving permission, the little girl carefully stretched out her snow-white fingers and gently touched his eyelids.

He closed his eyes, feeling the warmth on his fingers.

"Miss, don't touch him! It's so dirty! I have to scold the master again when I go back!" Suddenly, the hand was torn off, and the old lady's stern words came, "Alas, if the lady is still alive, someone will take care of you!

He was shocked, Huo Ran opened his eyes, glanced at the grandmother, and looked at him with a fierce and fierce gaze.

After the other party was involuntarily silenced, he stood up, came to the side of his mother's body, untied the bloodstained sea flower on her head, and handed it to the little girl: "This is a beautiful flower, keep it well!"

Then, staggering into the distance.

"Brother...... Are you still coming back?" Behind him, the little girl suddenly mustered up the courage to ask, and he finally turned around, stood still, and smiled for the first time in more than ten years, "Look at the dried flowers, when the flowers bloom, I will come back!"

"Oh, if I could see my brother again, it would be like a dream......" she blushed and smiled timidly and clapped her hands.

That was the last time he saw a sea flower.

Since then, he has lived a pirate life, but he has never seen it again, along with its owner.

He became the king of the sea that terrified all fleets and travelers in the South China Sea, occupying the boundless seas, but he never saw the flowers of the sea again...... He had set foot on land to find the little girl with the flower of the sea.

However, time flies, and all the past events are gradually obliterated by the wind and dust, and there is no trace to be found.

All the news that can be heard is that she is Wen Yinxue, the daughter of Wen Yuanwai of the Daimyo Mansion, who has lost her mother since she was a child, and the Wen family moved to another country, and there has been no news for nearly ten years.

If she were alive, she would be eighteen years old, right? She would have been married a long time ago, and by now, she might have been the mother of several children...... He thought, smiling wryly, looking at the Persian wine in his glass.

There are two eyes, one blue and one black.

The blue one can only see the past, and the black one can only see the future.

Ominous Eyes...... Ha, to hell with it, if my mother is here, what will she say when she sees his position of power today?

Thinking of his mother, he suddenly felt suppressed anger in his heart. If she was still alive now, she would never let her go, even if it was her own mother, as long as she offended him, she would never spare her!

In the past ten years, he has also felt that he is less and less like a person the more he lives.

Having restrained the pirates from all corners of the world, he has become as cruel and ruthless as a beast.

"King, the red-haired man has been begging me to ask the king for the woman he took captive yesterday......"

Suddenly, his reverie was interrupted by someone next to him, who was the flotilla's deputy, Hurricane.

He had always disliked this man, perhaps because of his name, which always reminded him of his dead father. However, the role of hurricanes in the pirate organization, he knew in his heart.

He didn't answer, only snorted: "The guy with red hair......"

"Anyway, that woman king has already used it, so it doesn't matter if she gives it to other brothers, right?" Hurricane was not as afraid of the boss as the other brothers, but said bluntly, "What's more, where is there a shortage of women around the king?"

Speaking of the woman who had just been taken captive, he only felt a fire rising from his body—

According to the custom, every time a business is made, the most beautiful woman and the most precious wealth are enjoyed by him first. Yesterday's vote of oil and water, after he finished celebrating the return of his brothers, he went to the room where the woman was locked drunk.

She sobbed in the dark, her body trembling and warm, like a flower blooming in the dark...... He imagined the woman as the distant girl, stopping her resistance in the night without seeing her fingers, and frantically possessing her, feeling that the woman was blooming like a flower beneath him.

In the morning, when he got up, he saw her hugging the quilt and curling in a corner crying, looking timid.

Many times after the incident, he had seen the women have the same expressions, but he wondered why her appearance had aroused his rare pity this time. He walked over and somewhat rudely ruffled her long hair and kissed her.

However, looking into his approaching eyes, she let out a scream of horror.

Everyone should be surprised to see this strange eye, and it seems that this woman is no exception...... He was most of less interested.

"Go back and tell the red hair, I won't give this woman. After a long time, he replied to Hurricane in a hoarse voice, "If there is really a shortage of women, let him choose one of the eight women in my tent." ”

Hurricane looked at the boss with some surprise, and was about to say something, when he suddenly heard a commotion outside, and one of his men ran in.

"What's wrong?" he asked, frowning.

"Wang ...... The woman's ...... She committed suicide by jumping into the sea!" replied his subordinate breathlessly.

"What!" he stood up in some irritation, and raised his hand and slapped him, "Bastard!

"That little girl, she...... She cried all the time...... Who would have thought that they would have the courage to commit suicide!" The subordinates were a little aggrieved.

He hurried out, and in the distance, he saw a man floating in the sea below deck.

It seems that she has always been cowardly and weak, and she only cries constantly when she is taken captive and trampled, and has no ability to resist. It seems that for these women from good families, the blow of losing their bodies is always the most painful, right?

He sighed and came to the bow of the boat, where the railing was about to take a closer look.

"Oh! look at the woman's hair! What is that! What is that!"

Someone suddenly pointed to the sea and shouted—he followed the sound and looked over, and his whole body suddenly shook.

Everyone was surprised to hear a faint whimper or scream that did not resemble a human voice—

Then, in front of all his men, he hid his face with his hands and knelt down in the bow of the ship!

A beautiful woman.

The blue water hugged her pale face and carcass, and her long black hair wrapped around her like seaweed, floating in the water like a sleeping fairy.

And in the blue water, in the seaweed-like hair, a flower is so beautiful that people take their breath away.

It was like a mournful dream, faintly open in the hair of the dead.

"Brother...... When are you coming back?"

"Wait—I'll be back when that flower blooms. ”

"Oh, if I could see my brother again, it would be like a dream......

The dream came true, and in an instant, the waves were surging without red dust.

The flowers floating on the sea are like a life that has passed away.

Chapter 5 The Seven Star Sword

Seven Star Sword.

Gold swallow, ebony handle, sharkskin sheath. On the sheath, there are seven gems as bright red as blood, the treasure of the city.

However, its value lies not in this, but in the power and prestige it represents—the status of the Wudang Sect's Zhenren Sect Leader Na Taishan Beidou. Since the founding of the sect, this saber used by Patriarch Zhang Sanfeng has become the treasure of the town sect in the sect, passed down from generation to generation, and the martial arts status of the real people in charge of the past generations has also injected more prestige into it from generation to generation, making this sword not just a pure "thing".

And he, Mai Renxia, is already the head of the twentieth generation of Wudang.

I remember that day, he wore a purple and gold crown, hung a seven-star sword on his waist, surrounded by many martial arts leaders, and took over the position of the head of the sect in front of the statue of Sanqing, and since then he has become the person who holds the martial arts bull's ear, only twenty-seven years old, he was so full of ambition.

He is the first master of the Wudang Sect in the past fifty years, and he is officially taught by the eldest disciple after the nineteenth generation of the head of the Immortal Sect. What is Xiao Yiqing's footing? Listening to Xuelou's footing! He Mai Renxia will unite all the forces that will not succumb to Tingxuelou and make every effort to curb Xiao Yiqing's unbeatable ambition to annex the martial arts.

The Taoist robe was flying, and he raised his eyebrows and sneered at the edge of the sword solving pool, and his smile was full of young arrogance.

The seven-star sword shone like fire in his hand.

"Look, this is the real person of Wudang Xinzhangjiao!"

"It's so young! strange...... So tender, can it be a big deal?"

The four elders of Wudang have already tried it, and they are said to be the most outstanding one in Wudang in the past fifty years. ”

"Oh...... However, I heard that he was appointed as the head of the school, and the most important thing is that he has a good character!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Respect for teachers and friends, chivalrous and promised, and praise in the rivers and lakes for being a good man - Wudang Qinglingzi's bull's nose, he has done the most correct thing in his life, I think he chose this apprentice as his successor. ”

"Well, it seems that this time someone can finally fight against Tingxue Lou. At the very least, if Xiao Yiqing wants to continue to annex Wulin, he must first pass the level of Wudang's new master!"

"That's good! Now, there's a good show to watch......"

Listening to everyone's discussions, a person by the sword solving pool just smiled faintly and whispered to his companion next to him: "Look, those people are more optimistic about Mai Renxia!"

"Mai Renxia is indeed not simple - looking at the swordsmanship he demonstrated just now before taking over, I am afraid that in a year, he will almost be able to match me. Beside him, a companion in a white linen robe replied softly, and at the same time pulled the cuffs to cover the crimson women's dress inside.

"Not really. Some sick young men smiled, and there was a cold light in their eyes, "He has grown up too smoothly, so there must be a weak place in his heart." It's not like you and me, who have experienced too much suffering...... I'll make a bet with you, Ah Jing, and see if I make him obediently become Tingxuelou's subordinate within three months. His good-looking eyes shone with a cold and indifferent light, and he seemed to be casually looking at the new head of Wudang in the crowd.

Ah Jing smiled faintly: "Although you have installed the internal response in the building next to him, but Mai Renxia is arrogant, it is easy to kill him, but if you want him to bow down and be a subordinate, I'm afraid you may not be able to succeed, right?"

"So, shall we bet?" the Snow Mansion Lord smiled.

"Nope. Unexpectedly, the woman in scarlet refused, "Because, since you said so, you are already absolutely sure." ”

At this moment, in this dim and closed tomb, Mai Renxia, who had not eaten a grain of rice for nine days, was just gasping in the corner like a dying beast. Hallucination...... The hallucinations caused by extreme hunger and hardship made him see the man again—the second junior brother who tricked him into the tomb and locked him in alive...... He hates, he hates it!

In a trance, he saw the second junior brother Zhang Peining walking towards him with a cruel smile. He was furious and desperately raised his sword to stab him, but to no avail...... The younger brother suddenly came to his side, still looking at him with a cruel smile.

What are you laughing at? Don't laugh!

He suddenly opened his mouth and bit down on the smiling face that was close at hand!

It's fishy...... It's hot blood...... His already paper-thin stomach was unusually excited, and he licked and sucked hard...... Finally, he felt a sharp tingling pain in the corner of his mouth—strong enough to temporarily regain a little consciousness even after he was half dead.

When I raised my hand and touched it, there was warm blood all over my face and hands...... He actually bit his lip because of hunger in a coma!

Blood, blood...... Hungry, hungry!

However, he knew that he was hopeless - this was the tomb of the previous heads of Wudang Mountain, in order to preserve the remains of the heads of the masters, once the stone gate was closed, manpower would never be able to open it from the inside. On weekdays, very few people come here, and he often travels far away, so even if he hasn't seen him for a few months, his disciples and disciples won't find it strange.

Falling into a semi-frenzied state, he groped around in the darkness, licking the droplets of water oozing from the stone wall with his mouth, relieving the excruciating pain in his stomach - and the bloody water flowing on his tongue stimulated his infinite desire even more.

He nibbled almost obsessively at everything he could get his hands on, and yet, he couldn't eat anything along the way......

Wood, rock...... In the burial chamber, there are only these two things.

Sure enough, it was just a place for the dead—he went berserk in despair, drew his seven-star sword, and slashed weakly everywhere—this was the place where the dead stayed!And he was only twenty-seven years old!

Dead person...... His hand froze.

The strange and eager gaze stopped at the solid Nanmu coffin. His Adam's apple rolled up and down.

With a sound of pain or joy in his throat, he raised the sword with all his strength and let it fall by inertia—Kusunoki sliced open like tofu under the sword of blowing and breaking hair......

Thanks...... Fortunately, there is a seven-star sword......

"Oh, speaking of which, the senior brother is really a ranger - it's the master's death day, and he hasn't returned to the mountain yet, so it seems that I, the second senior brother, have to take everyone to worship and sweep. ”

A month later, the door of the stone tomb suddenly opened, and a group of disciples walked in with the second junior brother.

When the door opened, the first thing that caught my eye was the seven-star sword on the lid of the coffin—the seven rubies on the sheath seemed to be dripping blood.

Everyone watched in amazement at the bloody sight of the tomb - all the coffins had been split, the stumps of the corpses were scattered on the ground, and the one who was greedily gnawing at some rotting human hand like a beast was actually ...... It's actually ......

"You've won again. In the small white building under the setting sun, the veiled woman sighed slightly, and said to a young man wearing a mink fur and holding a golden cup next to her, "Sure enough, there is not much difference between man and beast. ”

"Ah Jing......" The young man didn't follow her topic, just closed his eyes slightly, patted the back of her hand, and asked lightly, "How has Gao Huan trained him now?"

"It's going well - he has been completely destroyed from the inside, and he will follow us without resistance if he puts a halter on him......" Ah Jing bowed his head and groaned, "Mai Renxia's original martial arts are really good, once he is trained to become a killer, the strength of Fuhua Xiaozhu will be greatly improved." ”

"If it weren't for the fact that he was a talent, I would have asked Zhang Peining to kill him...... Why bother to torture him in such a place. Xiao Yiqing took a sip of wine, his expression was indifferent, and he casually played with the seven-star sword that was lying across his lap, as if the supreme symbol of authority was just a toy.

"What kind of decent and famous son, loyalty, filial piety, courtesy and righteousness since childhood...... In fact, everyone is a beast in their hearts. Those morals and ethics are just like a hard mask, and if you break through it, you will see that there is only an ugly beast hidden inside - that is human nature......"

Ah Jing's eyes flashed sharply, but he didn't say anything after all, just reached out and gently took the wine glass in his hand.

"You've drunk too much...... You don't talk so much on weekdays. ”

The red wine in the glass ripples slightly. Bloody wine.

The powerful martial arts lord Tingxue seemed to be very obedient to such interference - he reached out a little tired and picked up the seven-star sword, and casually handed it to the woman in scarlet clothes next to him: "Keep it for you to play with...... Anyway, this sword is still good. ”

"There's blood on it, I don't like it. ”

"Where?"

"Isn't that ?......?"

Fingers pointed to the sharkskin's scabbard, and suddenly, the seven rubies seemed to drip blood.

Lovesick tears: friendship.

Jasper hairpin: morality.

Jin Wrong Knife: Love.

Sea Flowers: Innocence.

Seven Star Sword: Humanity.

The sky had gradually darkened again, and the little light that came through the cracks in the window could no longer allow her to continue recording anything, but such darkness was suitable for those dark stories.

Those are the memories that can only be recalled in the dark, right?

Gray, depressed, crazy - just like her Chi Xiaomoss life.

Drunk and immortal

Song Sun Daoxuan

Sunset red. Look at the mountains and twilight, and the smoke is dark and lonely. Fluttering in the wind, as light as a frightening flood. The heart is like a mirror, and the temples are like clouds. Figure out the shadows, in the moonlight. Sad, the years are rising, and Shunhua is declining. The past has been condensed for a long time, and ten years have passed. Nian Yunxuan dreamed, looking back at the spring sky. Cai Feng is far away, and Yu Xiao is cold. The night is quiet, and the hatred is endless. Sigh the red dust has been buried in the jade for a long time, and the broken intestines are tearful.