The wild dog, running wild in the woods, has a purpose, a hare.

A white hare, no different from snow, also ran for its life in frenzy under the pursuit of wild dogs.

Wild dogs are fast, but hares are faster than wild dogs. But it was not necessarily faster than the dingo, and the wild dog could not catch up with it because the hare had an advantage over him—the hare was in danger.

Being in a life-or-death situation often causes a vulnerable animal to burst into infinite potential.

A hare will burst into potential, let alone a person?

But now Qi Ying'er is different from this hare, he is not in mortal danger, he is in boundless darkness, loneliness envelops him, there is no light, no goal.

Suspended in the darkness, even if he has infinite power, how can he use it?

Qi Ying'er didn't know where she had gone, and there were still trees all around, as if there were only trees in the world.

He lifted his heavy feet, but he didn't know where he was going next.

"Whose fault is it? She didn't hurt me, she just wanted to protect me, but I ......"

People are always like this, they always feel that they are wrong, they always feel that if they don't do this, there will be better results, it is just that they are dissatisfied with their current situation, no one can know what will happen in the future, the only thing that can be known is that this matter can no longer be changed.

I don't know how long I walked, but the sun had risen to its highest.

Qi Ying'er's eyes were eclipsed, like a candle lamp that had been blown out, and only a few wisps of smoke remained.

Suddenly, the tree seemed to move to both sides, leaving a large open space in between.

Only then did Qi Ying'er notice that she had walked to a wooden house.

Wooden houses, how can there be wooden houses in the woods?

Qi Ying'er suddenly felt very tired, he wanted to go in and rest, maybe there was a soft bed inside, maybe there was a table of side dishes in it, and preferably wine. "That's right, wine, wine. ”

He remembered that when he felt lonely before, he had drunk wine with Sun Qu. Although Sun Qu wanted to harm him, the wine did not harm him, the wine wanted to help him, help him vent, help him forget his loneliness, and forget his loneliness for a while.

The door of the wooden house was opened, and a musty smell came to my face.

There were no beds, no food, and no wine. There was only a pile of hay, a broken broom, and broken jars.

When a person feels extremely tired, there is no bed, and hay is an almost extravagant option. It's a forced choice, but it's a good choice.

Qi Ying'er flattened out the hay that had been piled up, he couldn't remember how he did it, because he didn't know how he got to this house, and he didn't know that there was a danger slowly approaching him.

Danger does bring out a person's potential, but you have to be aware of it before it happens.

But now Qi Ying'er, even if someone walks in and slaps him in the face, he can't dodge.

Qi Ying'er was lying on the hay, and he seemed to have returned to the cave behind the village. What has become of the cave that had been with him for seven or eight years? Has anyone discovered it too? Will that man make the cave his own storehouse? A warehouse for hay stacks.

Qi Ying'er didn't continue to think about it, because he was already asleep.

At some point, the cold wind outside the house returned, but there was no chill in the house. may be because Qi Ying'er is the only one in the wooden house. The only life in the house is the sleeping boy lying on the haystack, but will this boy also wither like the winter plum?

Who wants to come out in the cold winter? Who wants to go out into a barren forest?

Yes, and she is a woman, and she is one of the few beauties in the world.

Is she Sun Qiao'er or Shangguan Linglong? Others still think that she is Sun Qiao'er who is called "Wine Girl" by the Jianghu people, but she herself knows that Sun Qiao'er is dead, so now she is Shangguan Linglong.

Although the name has changed, the person has not changed, and although the personality has changed, the beauty has not changed.

For the world, whether she is a wine lady or a thousand-armed Guanyin, she is her, and now she lives only for herself, and in her eyes, it seems that a wall of ice has been built.

It's just that her wall of ice is not thick, but cold.

Shangguan Linglong has frozen her heart, no one will be able to touch her heart, if someone really does this, I am afraid that person can say goodbye to this world.

She is not like Qi Ying'er, she has a goal, she thinks that the person who ruined all this is the Gang of Armies.

Qi Ying'er dreamed of a woman again, but it was not the woman she used to be, this woman he knew, he loved her, but he left her.

He saw that the woman's face was pale, and there was no trace of blood on her face.

"What the hell is going on?" he asked the woman in his dream.

The woman didn't answer.

She looked at him, and her godless dead eyes seemed to glow.

But those eyes became more and more prominent, more and more terrifying.

Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, red tears, bloody tears! She made a hair-making sound, "Sun Qiao'er is dead." ”

Qi Ying'er sat up suddenly, although the weather was cold, sweat soaked through his clothes. Sun Qiao'er, is she really dead?

He came back to his senses to find that he was still in the cabin, still on the haystack. He could still smell the musty smell in the wooden house, and he actually fell down and vomited, but all he had was stomach acid.

Suddenly, a voice sounded, "You haven't eaten, what can you spit out?"

Is there anyone else in the wooden house? Qi Ying'er was frightened, because he noticed that the wooden house had become brighter, and a candle was swaying in the small wooden house, dispelling the darkness in the wooden house.

Under the candlelight, a gorgeous sword, the golden dragon relief on the sword seemed to have become dim.

Qi Ying'er said, "Who are you?"

The man slowly turned his head and said, "I slept well, and even I know me?"

Through the faint candlelight, Qi Ying'er finally saw this face clearly, and this person was Ling Quanfei.

Qi Ying'er seemed to have a lot to say, but he only said, "Are you really here?"

Ling Quanfei said, "Oh, it seems that you are here to find me." ”

Qi Ying'er said: "Otherwise, who else can you find?"

Ling Quanfei said: "I thought you were looking for those footprints." ”

Qi Ying'er didn't look too surprised, but said shallowly: "Those footprints are not yours?"

Ling Quanfei smiled: "You think those are my footprints?"

Qi Ying'er didn't speak, he looked carefully at Ling Quanfei's face in the candlelight, why did his face become so pale, and his hair was scattered, if it weren't for the sword, and his voice, Qi Ying'er really didn't know if this person in front of him was a person or a ghost.

Ling Quanfei said again: "If it were me, how could I leave footprints on the snow?"

Qi Ying'er said: "I remember that you left footprints on the snow. ”

Ling Quanfei looked at him, those dead-like eyes, but they were faintly shining, was it candlelight?

Qi Ying'er said: "Just when the scholar took us to the welcome lobby of Jingyun Villa. ”

Ling Quanfei was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "You have observed carefully enough. ”

Qi Ying'er didn't speak.

Ling Quanfei said: "Do you want to learn my light skills?"

To Ling Quanfei's surprise, Qi Ying'er actually shook her head.

"Don't you want to learn?"

Qi Ying'er said: "It's not that I don't want to, but I can't?"

Ling Quanfei said, "Do you have a pair of crippled legs?"

Qi Ying'er said: "No." ”

Ling Quanfei said: "Then why can't you learn, don't say normal people, even if you have a disabled leg, I can still teach you the light skills to stand alone in the world." ”

Qi Ying'er said, "How long will it take?"

Ling Quanfei smiled, under the flickering candlelight, on this pale and almost transparent face, the smile became so strange and distorted.

Ling Quanfei said: "That depends on your understanding and innate qualifications, at least three or five years, and at most half a lifetime." ”

Qi Ying'er shook her head again and said, "So I can't learn from you." ”

Ling Quanfei said, "Oh?"

Qi Ying'er said: "How can I give three or five years to someone I don't know at all, don't say three years, it's a year, even a month." ”

Ling Quanfei smiled: "You don't know me?"

Qi Ying'er asked, "Why did you run away?"

Ling Quanfei asked rhetorically, "Run away, who said I ran away?"

Qi Ying'er said, "Then why are you here?"

Ling Quanfei said: "I just didn't drink too much last night, so I went out and continued to find some wine to drink." ”

Qi Ying'er said, "Then why are you here?"

Ling Quanfei smiled faintly, "Since you can see that footprint, why can't I see it?"

Qi Ying'er didn't speak, Ling Quanfei's answer made him not know what to say, he really didn't run away, but everything was too coincidental.

Qi Ying'er slowly stood up and said, "Do you know that someone died?"

Ling Quanfei was silent, looking at the candlelight, his pale face became even more gloomy. Of course he knew, how could he not even care about his brother's life and death?

Ling Quanfei nodded.

Qi Ying'er didn't speak again, and slowly walked to the door, "squeak", and the door was opened.

It was already dark outside, the snow was no more, there was no cold wind, and everything was like death.

Ling Quanfei said, "You want to go?"

Qi Ying'er didn't speak, he was leaving.

Ling Quanfei said, "Do you know that it is dangerous at night?"

Qi Ying'er said: "Last night was also dangerous. ”

Ling Quanfei understood what Qi Ying'er meant, and he still didn't believe that Ling Quanfei didn't run away last night.

Qi Ying'er caught a glimpse of the sword, the gray, death-filled sword. The chill hit Qi Ying'er's whole body, and he wanted to vomit again.

Ling Quanfei didn't speak, nor did he stop him. Qi Ying'er walked out, and the outside was not much brighter than the inside of the house.

There was a candle in the room, but it could only make out a dead man's face.

There was no cold wind, no sound, dead silence.

Only Qi Ying'er stepped on every step, and the "squeak" sound came out, which seemed so empty in this snowy night.

Without food, his stomach was already so hungry that he lost consciousness, and without wine, he still couldn't forget that there was something that had always accompanied him—loneliness.

Qi Ying'er didn't know where she was going.

Suddenly, it was like a cold wind. It's not the cold wind, it's the flute. The melodious sound of the flute floats in this night sky

Who plays the flute?

Who is in the mood to play the flute here?

In this night, there is a kind of magic to any strange sound, a magic that can pull people away.

Qi Ying'er, who had no direction, walked along with the sound of the flute. As we got closer, the sound of the flute became more and more empty, and gradually, the sound of the flute disappeared.

Qi Ying'er stopped, the sound of the flute was gone, could it be that he also lost his direction? lost his direction, but he did not lose consciousness, he decided to find the person who played the flute, and his intuition told him that the footprints on the snow were related to the person who played the flute, and perhaps even Wei Sizhang's death was related to him.

He walked quietly, but no matter how light his steps were, the soles of his feet still heard the "squeak" sound of stepping on the snow.

He searched for a long time, but he didn't see anyone, the flute was gone, could it be that the person who played the flute was gone?

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard an old voice, "Have you already done it?"

The voice was not only old, but also desolate. Qi Ying'er already had a cold sweat on his forehead, he seemed to have heard this voice somewhere, but the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't think of it. He thought the man had discovered him, but soon he realized that the man wasn't talking to him.

Because a younger voice said, "Yes, Wei Sizhang is dead." His head had been sent to the helper. ”

The head of Wei Chapter 4!

Qi Ying'er dodged and hid behind a tree, he didn't know if he was hiding fast or not, and when he stabilized his breathing, he found that he was already behind a very large tree, blocking him like a huge wall.

That person was the murderer who killed Wei Sizhang?

The old man's voice: "Then what we do next is much simpler. ”

The young man said, "Please command." ”

The old man's voice: "You're going to kill someone." ”

The young man said, "Who is it?" and where is he?"

The old man's voice: "Don't look for it, he's already here"

Qi Ying'er hid behind a tree, her throat seemed to be tightened by a rope, and it became difficult to even breathe