Chapter Sixty-Eight: A Swordsman Who Doesn't Know How to Use a Sword
Chapter Sixty-Eight: A Swordsman Who Doesn't Know How to Use a Sword
In fact, Leng Zhu did not finish the original story.
Leng Zhu has been in the world for so many years, and it is the first time I have heard that someone will like him.
Leng Zhu himself didn't know what it was like. It's like being locked up in a prison cell in the dark for more than ten years, and one day, when the warm sunlight is tilting overhead again, I can't tell whether I am happy or sad.
In fact, Leng Zhu didn't plan to kill Bai Yunhuan, not just because Bai Yunhuan said that sentence without a head.
It's not because Bai Yunhuan is far superior to him in terms of body alone, which makes this little boy cherish his talents.
Just because, Leng Zhu felt that Bai Yunhuan shouldn't die here.
When Leng Zhu almost cut the white-haired boy into strips of meat with a knife, Leng Zhu did not see even a trace of resentment and malice in the eyes of the young man.
Leng Zhu knew that Bai Yunhuan was a person.
He is a person who can not hate the person who will kill him.
At that time, Leng Zhu understood that this young man was different from everyone he had seen in the past twenty years.
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At that time, Bai Yunhuan's original words were:
"My swordsmanship is too poor, and my sword is also an insult to the sword. ”
"That's why I don't have a sword. ”
"I carried this sword on my back in case I died. ”
"At least someone else can know. ”
"I'm a swordsman. ”
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The rain doesn't seem to stop, and for Dongfang Fang Lan and Leng Zhu, who are walking in the rain, they have their own thoughts.
A person already does not want to kill.
The other man's hand holding the sword was getting tighter and tighter.
The reason is also very simple.
The Fusang Festival in front of us is an opportunity that Xiaomen has been waiting for for so many years.
And this time the Fuso Festival.
Whether it's the four major families or the owl family.
The rules are the same.
If you win, you live, and if you lose, you die.
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According to the previous Fuso festival, at most, it was just a struggle for power by the new generation of people in power. But this time, Dongfang Fang Lan knew better than anyone else that the calculation and accumulation of strength from generation to generation for decades would be a matter of whether the Xiaomen could finally achieve a great cause.
Therefore, this Fuso Festival cannot be just a dispute between the new generation.
Otherwise, Dongfang Lan would not have been so cautious, trekking through mountains and rivers to get the sword.
For a swordsman, it doesn't matter if he can't produce a sword.
The sword follows life, and the sword dies.
When he thought of this, Dongfang Fang Lan smiled in his heart.
Sigh:
"That silly boy is indeed qualified to be a swordsman. ”
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Watching the rain getting heavier and heavier, Dongfang Lan knew that in fact, the wind and rain that this Fusang City was secretly walking in now was not much lighter than the rain that day.
On the day when the Fusang Festival came, no matter how heavy the rain was, it couldn't compare to the wind and rain in the city.
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Bai Yunhuan had a broken bone in one leg, a knee was seriously injured, and he was punched in the back of the heart, and the internal organs were actually more traumatized than his knees and legs.
There were a total of 48 large and small knife wounds on his body.
Among them, the most serious dozen knife wounds can directly see the white bones oozing in the flesh.
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Everyone couldn't have imagined that the white-haired young man who originally had no hope of winning Leng Zhu was so good. In the case that Leng Zhu didn't need to cultivate, he almost won the half-step cultivation of the little boy Leng Zhu.
After all, he didn't win.
But no one could have imagined that when Bai Yunhuan was about to die, Leng Zhu, who was known as heartless and ruthless in the city, actually did not kill him.
Strange, strange!
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Bai Yunhuan didn't know how he got out of the tiger prison.
It's better to say that Bai Yunhuan doesn't know how he can still go.
The broken bones of his left leg were stuck in the flesh and blood, and under the severe pain, Bai Yunhuan had already turned pale. His knee was seriously injured, and every time he took a step, Bai Yunhuan only felt that his knee was like being ripped off with a knife.
But maybe it was because of such severe pain that Bai Yunhuan didn't pass out.
With shocking knife wounds all over his body, Bai Yunhuan didn't know that one person could actually shed so much blood.
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Bai Yunhuan's brain couldn't think about anything anymore.
The eyes can no longer see.
Breathing is very difficult, and every time I breathe, there will be a heart-piercing pain coming from my internal organs.
In the alleys of Fuso City.
Bai Yunhuan, who was covered in blood, carried an ordinary iron sword on his back, like a little wolf with a broken leg, pitiful and helpless, walking forward very slowly.
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Bai Yunhuan had only one thought in his mind, he didn't die when he wanted to die.
After that time, don't die yourself.
On the day when he was still waiting for himself to become a master, he also promised Chu Buwei to take Chu Buwei to see everything in the world, as well as Yin Er...
If he dies, who can control Yin'er.
Oh yes.. There is also Qiumei, Qiumei must be crying again.
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In the city, a swordsman who can't use a sword.
dragging a body that was already dying, step by step, walking in the rainy alley.
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The entrance of the Lee Mansion.
Since Bai Yunhuan walked out of the Li Mansion, Qiu Mei was like losing her soul.
Don't cry, don't laugh, and don't talk.
She just sat on the stone steps outside the entrance of the Li Mansion, like a poor kitten.
She knew that she couldn't stop Bai Yunhuan, and no one could stop Bai Yunhuan.
And because of that.
Qiu Mei felt that she could at least wait for Bai Yunhuan.
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From day to night, from light rain to heavy rain.
Qiumei sat quietly under the eaves outside the door of the Li Mansion.
Waiting for his son-in-law.
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The next day, the rain stopped.
But the wind was still cold.
At the entrance of the Li Mansion, at the other end of the street, a figure appeared.
After the figure appeared, Qiu Mei, who had been sitting, ran towards the other side of the street like crazy.
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A block of streets, two people.
Wait until Qiumei runs to the point where she is only more than ten steps away from Bai Yunhuan and can see Bai Yunhuan's appearance clearly.
Qiu Mei cried heartbreakingly.
Before Bai Yunhuan fell to the ground, Qiu Mei had already hugged her son-in-law.
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A bloody man, a tearful man.
Bai Yunhuan leaned on Qiumei's arms and said the first thing he said:
"Qiu Mei... And guess what..."
"I'm ..... now It's a swordsman too. ”
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That day, Qiumei carried her son-in-law on her back and returned to the Li Mansion from the other side of the street.
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The rain stopped.
In the courtyard outside a house in Li's house, there were five people standing.
Chu Buwei, Suffering, Yi Yin, Lan Gui, Qiu Mei.
Xiao Yiyin held the hand of suffering, and tears flowed down the fleshy cheeks to the chin, and then dripped from the chin to the ground.
Seeing the misery is called a distress.
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An hour later, an old doctor with gray hair slowly walked out of the room, wiping the sweat from his forehead as he went.
Qiumei rushed to the old man without saying a word, but the old man was startled.
The old doctor sighed and said:
"The old man has been practicing medicine for decades, and he has never seen any injuries in this city. I've seen a lot of injuries worse than this. ”
"But I've never seen such a serious injury, and I can still survive. ”
Qiu Mei heard this, and then let go of the hand that had been clutching white.
When the stone fell to the ground in everyone's hearts.
The old doctor said: "The heart and lung injuries of this young man are too heavy and too serious, one leg and one knee are all seriously injured, and he is running excessively. ”
"There were too many traumatic injuries and too much blood loss, and I didn't think I could survive like this. ”
"This little baby is really hard. ”
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instructed everyone to take the medicine for the hour, the time to change the medicine, and instructed the young man to recuperate, and sighed a few times that the young man's life was hard, and the old doctor came out of the Li Mansion.
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In the house, Yin Er gently placed her favorite little wooden figure next to Bai Yunhuan's pillow and walked out of the house with a few people.
Inside the yard.
Chu Buwei smiled and said to the suffering:
"Starting today, we officially have more swordsmen here. ”
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