Volume 15 Chapter 8 Who is the Opponent in the World (5)

Chagan Bala's words sounded a little strange, He Louqi was a sword in his chest, obviously he was already a big defeat, but listening to his tone, it seemed that it was not Ping Yuehan who had the upper hand at that time, but He Louqi, if others heard it, they would probably be confused for a long time, but Yang Ning had already understood. Cultivating to see such a realm as him, there are some things that do not need to be heard and witnessed, and the truth can be known only by wisdom deduction, which is even more real and reliable than what is seen with the eyes.

Although the colorless nunnery master Ping Yuehan is superb, and even to the point where his skills are close to the Tao, but after all, there is still a line of difference between him and the realm of the grandmaster, but the difference between this line is close to the end of the world, Ping Yuehan may be able to die with He Louqi with his life, but there is no reason to win so easily, so the moment he heard He Louqi's sword in the chest, Yang Ning knew that there must be something strange in it. What's more, Yang Ning already knew that most of the He Lou national master was his master, or his martial arts had surpassed the limitations of the sect, but he would never ignore the various life-saving secret techniques of the martial arts sect, although when he was hit by a sword in his chest, it seemed that his life was in danger, but even Yang Ning a year ago could move his heart and lungs away an inch away at the moment when the blade reached his body, not to mention He Louqi, who had reached the realm of the grandmaster back then?

Although He Louqi suffered a sword, it was just a flesh injury, which could not affect the outcome of the victory at all, although he could not know his true thoughts, but Yang Ning had vaguely understood that for He Louqi, this sword was most likely to repay the love of the colorless nunnery, and cut off the cause and effect of the past. Before the rise of He Lou Guoshi, although the Saiwai clans were proficient in archery, horse riding and archery, and there were many warriors who had reached the peak of their external skills, but there were no real masters of the inner family, you naturally couldn't understand the reason, let alone you, even the Central Plains and other idle people, it would not be much stronger than you, after He Lou Guoshi said this, did the Ping seniors leave immediately. Or did you say something before leaving?"

Chaganbala looked a little ignorant, and didn't understand why Yang Ning made such an accurate judgment based on just a few words from him, and couldn't help but look at Yang Ning with admiration for a moment, before he said convincingly: "The benefactor said such a weak word, I originally thought it would be a bad thing, our warriors on the grassland." It is a place where he would rather die than show weakness in front of the enemy, otherwise he will definitely end up in an even more miserable end, if Childe has seen groups of wild wolves, he will understand the truth. But maybe the Central Plains people think differently from us, and when the woman in Tsing Yi heard this, not only did she not kill again, but took the sword back. And the speed is extremely slow, as if I am afraid that the blade of the sword will cut the palm of the benefactor, I saw her look stunned, so I secretly guessed that the women of the Central Plains may be as affectionate and righteous as Ah Xian. Is she thinking about the old relationship with her benefactor and wants to let her benefactor live? While I was thinking, she suddenly swung her sword and cut off a piece of her garment. Han said: I wanted to fight with you for life and death, but you were willing to give in, and even suffered from my sword, if I continue to entangle, it will be too unbearable, it's just that you and I are righteous. From now on. I only think that the former Xuanjie has died under my sword, and there is only one unknown He Louqi left in this world. Since I can't defeat you today, I can only return to my master immediately and devote myself to practicing swordsmanship.

I don't feel strange when I hear this, obviously it is the benefactor who has been swordsman, why does the woman say that his subordinates are merciful? I saw the benefactor put down the palm holding his chest, and I don't know when, the sword wound is no longer bleeding, he stared at the piece of clothing on the ground, his expression was very gloomy, and he said after a while: Yuehan, you don't have to be presumptuous, although I have the heart to give in, but if I change to others, I don't have to take this sword seriously.

The woman in green clothes looked indifferent, as if she hadn't heard the benefactor's words, and turned around to leave, but the benefactor's figure flashed, but blocked the temple gate again, she stopped, and said indifferently: You and I have cut off my robe, and I will no longer be embarrassed by you, what are you doing, do you want to leave me here? If so, I will give up my life to accompany the gentleman, in short, I will not disappoint you. When she turned her back, I could not see her face, but just listening to her tone, I could imagine that her expression must have been very cold and surprised. In fact, I was also very surprised in my heart, although listening to their tone it seemed that the benefactor had the upper hand, but after all, it was also the benefactor who suffered a sword wound, and at this time, the sooner the woman left, the better, and I didn't think that the benefactor would stop her.

The benefactor suddenly took a deep soak, and then reached out to untie the robe, I saw that he tied a short sword more than two feet long around his waist, and there was no scabbard, just wrapped a few times casually with coarse cloth, I was wondering in my heart, since the benefactor also carried a blade, why did he fight the enemy empty-handed, I saw the benefactor take off the short sword, and handed it to the woman in green clothes with both hands and said: Yuehan, you and I are separated this time, I am afraid that we will see each other indefinitely, even if there is a reunion day, it is already a friend or foe, a friend, Xuanjie has nothing to give, but this short sword, is cast by my own hands, although it is rough, but it is also my heart, please smile。

As soon as the benefactor said this, I only felt that the air in the broken temple seemed to be frozen, the benefactor held the short sword and did not move, but the woman in green clothes did not say a word, the two of them obviously stood face to face, but neither looked at the other, one looked down, and the other looked up at the roof. Although I can't see the look of the woman in Tsing Yi, but she seems to be hesitant to accept this short sword, I look hot on the side, we Hu people are not good at casting swords, in the past, we were trying to snatch it from your Han people, although I wanted to rob some craftsmen back when I plundered and merged the state, but I didn't meet a real casting master, I didn't think that the benefactor was not only strong in martial arts, but also cast swords, if it wasn't for the reincarnation of the gods, how could there be such amazing skills, a character like him, the short sword cast by himself must be a divine weapon, the woman actually refused to accept it immediately, so it was suffocating。 But I don't dare to complain, I don't even dare to have a hint of my spirit, the benefactor is obviously affectionate to that woman, or not as infatuated as I am with Ah Xian, but it is not much worse, or he gave the sword to the woman, hoping that she can see the sword and think about the people, I don't dare to be ashamed of her, if the good deeds of the benefactor are ruined, wouldn't it be a pity.

I don't know how long it took, I only felt that my eyes were sour, and suddenly the green shadow flashed, and the woman disappeared, and the short sword in the benefactor's hand was gone. Seeing that she was nowhere to be seen, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, although I regretted that the benefactor was not able to move her, but such a powerful woman, it is better to leave than to stay here, but the benefactor is different, although his expression is very calm, I can't see anything abnormal, but I clearly feel that he is actually very sad in his heart.

Originally, I should have thought of extricating my benefactor, at least I had to persuade my benefactor to bandage the wound first, but somehow, I suddenly remembered Ah Xian again, although the benefactor's confidante turned against her, but after all, she was still alive in this world, maybe after a few years, she wanted to open it, and she would get back together with her benefactor, but my Ah Xian was already ethereal, and it was impossible to return to me. Thinking of this, I suddenly felt disheartened, and I couldn't arouse any interest in anything, and even the short sword that my benefactor gave to the woman in Tsing Yi no longer felt sorry for not seeing it with my own eyes. ”

When Chaganbala said this, his tone gradually became desolate and gloomy, and his expression became miserable, and he was unconsciously silent, as if recalling the state of mind at that time, but Yang Ning did not urge him to continue, but secretly rubbed the Ning Qing sword tied to his left arm, thinking of the battle of Chibi, the state of mind of the master of the colorless nunnery solemnly giving the sword when he was bound to die and seriously injured, and he was not unconscious. The two of them faced each other silently, but no one was in the mood to speak, only the glacier whimpered in their ears, the cold wind howled, and the tent in the distance had gradually fallen silent, and they could no longer hear the singing, dancing and hustle and bustle faintly floating with the wind, and the world was gloomy.

After a long time, Yang Ning collected thousands of thoughts in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Since the senior Ping has already returned, then how did the senior of He Lou get poisoned, with his martial arts cultivation, he has long been invincible to all poisons, and it is difficult for all evils to approach, have you ever seen someone who was poisoned?"

Chaganbala woke up from the memory, and a ray of fear suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he said for a long time: "It was a woman who poisoned her, her methods were extremely terrifying, I still shudder when I think about it, if the women in the Central Plains are like her, I am afraid that I will not dare to step into the Central Plains again in my life." Speaking of this, he unconsciously leaked a slightly happy tone.

Yang Ning's heart turned back and forth, with acacia and poison, He Louqi, who was able to poison the head of the four great grandmasters, and his methods were very terrifying, and a chic and uninhibited shadow appeared in his heart, and he didn't wait for Chaganbala to tell the identity of the woman, so he subconsciously asked: "Is her name Liao Shuiqing?"

Chaganbala's expression changed drastically, and he blurted out, "Do you recognize her too?"

Yang Ning smiled slightly bitterly: "I naturally know that the vicious woman who poisoned my wife is Liao Shuiqing's daughter, and it is she who instructed me to ask to see He Lou Guoshi. ”

Chaganbala only felt that his brain was in a mess, and he looked at Yang Ning in a daze for a long time, and then said: "I see, I understand why Gongzi must ask to see He Lou Guoshi, since they are the same enemy, I have nothing to hide, so I will tell Gongzi about the situation of the day, or it can help Gongzi's medical treatment, but there is a sentence I don't know whether to ask or not, Gongzi promised to avenge me and Ah Xian and kill the two families of Guanzhong Ma Wei, but is it true?"

Yang Ning glanced at Chaganbala deeply, and said solemnly: "Naturally it's true, the Ma Wei family is just ants in my eyes, and I don't even need to do it myself to kill them, and I don't bother to swear by it, you just have to remember that what I said will never change." ”

Although Yang Ning's tone was indifferent, Chaganbala observed his words and looks, and only felt that this young man had the bearing to look down on the world between his words and deeds, and he had no doubts in his heart, so he picked up the wine bag and poured two sips of it fiercely, and then continued to tell.