"Uncle De. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Ye Jinyi supported the pillar under the eaves, his pale hand on the corner of his lips and coughed lightly, the blood at the corner of his mouth had already been wiped away, but there was no blood on his face, and he was described as withered, like a dying old man.

His voice was hoarse and weak, like the sound of the wind blowing through the dead leaves in the late autumn season, but the two syllables alone seemed to be uttered with all his strength, and after the call, he coughed violently a few times, and felt a tingling pain in his throat.

Although his voice was weak, the old man he called, Uncle De, still hurriedly walked in from outside the inner garden, and seeing his weak appearance, Uncle De hurriedly stepped on the steps and said worriedly: "It's good for the son to come back just now, how can you ······?"

"Uncle De, for the next month, I will recuperate in the study and close the door to thank guests. Ye Jinyi shrunk his palm into his long sleeves, and said in a weak voice, "Zi Qiyuan bothered you to cook." ”

"Okay, Childe recuperates in peace, don't worry. Uncle De asked, "Is the food still sent to the outside of the study at the time of the unitary as usual?"

"Well, it's business as usual. Ye Jinyi nodded, and walked down the corridor to the study, each step slow and vain.

"Childe, it's better to ask the doctor to come and take a look first, and then it's not too late to retreat. Uncle De followed behind him and persuaded with some concern, because in the five years he had been a servant of the Ziqi Garden, he had never seen Ye Jinyi have any serious illness, and more often than not, he was injured, but now Ye Jinyi's move showed that the oil was running out, and he was really worried.

"No need, just tired, just rest for a few days. Ye Jinyi replied, and when he walked to the door of the study, he turned around and glanced at his room again, and instructed, "This month, Haosheng will take care of Wei Gongzi." ”

"Yes, Childe is relieved. Uncle De said.

"Alright, you go down and get busy. Ye Jinyi raised her eyes with some difficulty, pressed the ring on the door with one hand, and looked at Uncle De.

"Yes. Uncle De answered, and hurriedly turned around and exited the inner garden.

Ye Jinyi saw Uncle De leaving, so she opened the door of the study, walked in and closed the door tightly.

There are two rooms in the study of Ye Jinyi, which are slightly separated by carved bookshelves, and there are tables and chairs and jade objects on the outside, and the inner room is where he usually reads and writes.

On the left and right sides of the inner room are two neatly arranged bookshelves, the books on them are mainly Buddhist scriptures, poetry books, and hundred classics, and different books are marked with bamboo chips on their respective shelves.

In the center is a low desk made of pear wood, with a complete set of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the bookcase, a soft cushion for kneeling and sitting against the bookcase, and a soft couch covered with a blanket against the wall.

There are two paintings hanging on this wall, a picture of begonias welcoming spring, and a picture of red plum and snow, and two different flowers are blooming brilliantly.

Ye Jinyi leaned against the wall through the outer room, and then pulled the curtain between the inner and outer rooms, and then stepped into the inner room and walked straight towards the soft couch.

He sat down on the soft couch with some difficulty, and raised his hand to uncover the picture of the red plum and proud snow, and a dark grid appeared in front of him, and he pressed the mechanism on the dark grid, and then he heard the sound of a pivot turning, and then the soft couch and the part of the wall that the soft couch was next to slowly rotated.

The couch is fixed to the wall, and the wall is not fixed, but there is a mechanism in the wall, and when the mechanism is touched, the whole wall is connected to the couch and rotates backwards, turning into a secret room separated from the study by a wall.

Ye Jinyi got down from the couch, raised his hand to uncover the picture of begonia welcoming spring, and pressed the mechanism behind the picture, and the wall rotated back to the study.

Ye Jinyi's study is close to a dense forest, and this secret room happens to be blocked by that forest, and the door is the only entrance to this secret room, so people have always thought that this is a sealed stone room on weekdays, but also because this forest is shading, and the forest is surrounded by dense thorn bushes, and no one approaches, so the secret room has become a quiet place to cultivate.

Ye Jinyi leaned against the wall, coughing lightly, while walking to the window against the forest, opening the window slightly, letting in some fresh air, he held the window, looked at the withered trees outside the window, shook his head slightly, turned around and sat on the ground against the stone wall under the window.

There were no candles around the room, but there were several night pearls, like bright stars in the night sky, and directly facing the window was a large smooth stone bed.

On the left side of the window is a bookshelf, but most of the books on it are medical books and martial arts classics, and there are some medicines in case of emergency.

Ye Jinyi glanced around the bright secret room, and then looked at the neat medicine bottles placed under the bookshelf, but chuckled helplessly: "I can't save my situation." ”

He lifted the dark iron mask from his face with a little decadence, and let go weakly, and the mask rolled to the ground with a "clang", because the soft light of the night pearl in the secret room was reflected in a shallow luster.

"The world says that Lethe Chuan Yin is an evil kung fu. Ye Jinyi closed her eyes slightly, her chapped and pale lips moved, and her voice was inaudible, "Ten years ago, I didn't have Lethe Chuanyin, I was a dead man." Ten years later, there is no Lethe Chuanyin, I am a wasted person. ”

In the past, he was weak, relying on Lechuan Yin to absorb internal strength from others to maintain his physical strength and mental strength, but now that he has taken the Soul Eater Scatter, and his internal strength has been lost in a month, he has become so fragile again, like a decaying stump.

Once the wind comes, the dead branches are broken.

Ten years ago.

The man beside her was already cold, but instead of getting up, she hugged the corpse tighter, buried her head tightly in the neck of the corpse, and her eyes did not have any brilliance, like a skeleton, a different skeleton, a skeleton that was obviously flesh and blood.

That corpse was her salvation.

There was a dagger stuck in her chest, a dagger that she had stabbed herself, and black blood oozed from the wound, and her blue robe was a strange purple color due to the black bloodstains, but she didn't feel any pain.

She wanted to die because of the terrible grief and endless despair.

She wanted to live because of a strong unwillingness and resolute hatred.

She couldn't hear any sound outside, as if there were only two people left between heaven and earth, one dead and one alive.

Thousands of cliffs, no bones remain.

"Spread, Stretch, Stretch ······" In her dying and confused moments, a mellow and ethereal sound pierced her ears and freed her from the endless void.

She opened her eyes to a young man with white hair.

She knew him, and the young famous healer heard the snow.

Her hand touched a familiar hand, that hand was broad but extremely cold, she turned her head sideways, and saw that lying on the ice bed with her was a person she knew very well, her brother, Yu Langji.

Yu Langji's eyes were closed, and her face was calm, as if she was asleep, but there was no blood on her face, and her eyelids were still bruised.

"He was already seriously injured, and when he fell off the cliff, he protected you in his arms, his internal organs were damaged, his meridians were broken, and he had no skills to recover. The sound of falling snow reached her ears, and her heart throbbed, and the softest part of her heart seemed to be dripping with blood.

She closed her eyes and shook her head desperately, as if she wanted to shield the snow in this way, she frowned, tears kept sliding down the corners of her eyes, and her hand held Yu Langji's hand tightly, as if her brother was still alive, as if Yu Langji was still holding her hand as usual.

"If the poison in your body is to be completely dissolved, you must soak in the poison pool and fight the poison with poison. "Smell the snow trail.

"Good. She sat cross-legged on the ice bed, her hands still holding the jade Langyu, but her eyes were completely radiant and empty, like a walking corpse that was almost unconscious.

She walked into the pool full of poisons step by step, and sat quietly in it, obviously there were countless poisonous insects eating her flesh and blood little by little, and the pain that made people worse than death eroded her nerves little by little, so that she almost couldn't help but understand her life with a knife, but she didn't say a word.

Her lower lip was already bleeding from her teeth, and her hand was clutching the edge of the poison pool, and her nails were broken with force, leaving blood marks on the rough stones with the flesh, and the sweat on her forehead fell drop by drop, and her pale face was covered with sweat.

She remembered seeing a spider crawling on her fingertips before she fainted, gnawing at the flesh where her fingernails had been broken, and a crusting pain spread to her limbs.

She remembered that after fainting, she had a dream in which countless spiders were biting at her, from her fingers, to her arms, and finally to her whole body, until the flesh on her body was gnawed and sucked clean, and all that was left of her body was a skeleton and a pair of eyes.

A pair of eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.

Since then, she has been afraid of spiders.

"Senior Yu is worried that you will self-destruct because of Lechuan Yin, so you have sealed your meridians, and now, it is up to you to choose whether you want to unlock this imprisonment. Wen Ren Luoxue sat on the side of the poison pool, spinning a white jade flute in his hand, but his face was extremely serious.

"All the dear relatives are gone, even if they have peerless martial arts?" finally had a trace of expression on her face, but it was strong sarcasm and bitterness, and the corners of her eyes were moist.

"Good. Even if you are frail now, you will live for more than 10 years. ”

"Nope. Her soft voice suddenly became cold and abnormal, she raised her head, looked at Wen Ren Luoxue and said word by word, "No revenge, what is the difference between me and the dead." ”

Hearing the snow falling silently, he just looked at her with a very complicated expression.

"If I didn't have this Lethe Chuan Yin, I would only be a dead man, how could I take revenge. She added.

Wen Ren Luoxue didn't speak again, but after she came out of the poison pool, she unlocked the meridian ban on her body.

Later, the news that the Yu family was destroyed and the murderer was Ji Rong of Kongtong Tomb spread.

When Wenren Luoxue told her this, she was carefully wiping her brother's body with a hot towel, as if Yu Langji was still alive.

"The Chu family will attack the Kongtong Tomb. She lowered her eyes and sneered.

After that, she untied a semicircular jade pendant from her waist and tied it around Yu Langji's waist, and then untied the almost identical jade pendant on Yu Langji's waist and tied it around her waist.

She stepped off the ice bed, turned her head sideways to Wenren and said to Luoxue: "Wenren, I bother you to take care of my brother." ”

"Langji has ······" Hearing the falling snow, he frowned.

"My brother didn't die. Her voice suddenly raised, cold and oppressive, she picked up the sword on the side, eased her emotions and said, "Brother Wenren, I only have my brother, he wants to accompany me." ”

She saved Ji Rong and the Twenty-Eight Shadows before the Kongtong Tomb was blown up in the Kongtong Valley, but Ji Rong was seriously injured and finally left, handing over his twenty-eight guards to her before dying.

She left all the twenty-eight guards in the Evil God Temple, recuperating her energy, exploring the latest news on the rivers and lakes, and growing the power of the Evil God Temple step by step.

She was alone, disguised as a man and entered the Boundless Villa, ten years of loneliness, ten years of forbearance, and became the young owner of the Boundless Villa.

From then on, there was no jade in the world, only night brocade clothes, only the evil god.

The light outside the window spilled in through the window, and the dust flew in the air, like a wandering svalet in the floating world, seemingly free, but subject to the domination and provocation of fate, ups and downs, dispersion, and drifting.

seems to be the most unforgetful dance, but it is the saddest song.

Ye Jinyi looked at the jade pendant engraved with the word "Langji" in his hand, his eyes were slightly red, and he fell to the ground a little weakly, his eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes fanned gently like butterflies.

He muttered, "Brother, I'm so tired. ”