The real world

At dusk, the Oriental City is slightly quiet, the sunset obliquely shines on the whole city, like an old man guarding a withered candle, there is no gesture of joy and sorrow, plausible, people are immersed in such a kind of stability, looking at the fruits of the day's labor, closing the door of their own plain.

Rong slowly fell, she understood, one of the three people always had to quit, she didn't want to embarrass Luo Gu, from Luo Gu's eyes on Dongfang Yu, she also understood the difference between herself and Dongfang Yu in Luo Gu's heart, although she was a little unwilling, but she still accepted it calmly, slowly closed her eyes, and slowly fell down in Shangguan Ling's arms.

Looking at Rong, who accepted death without a little resistance, Shangguan Ling was also touched, and there were tears in his eyes, and he couldn't help but hug her forward and prevent her from falling to the ground. Shangguan Ling has killed a lot of people along the way, and she is already hard-hearted, but this time she can't forgive herself no matter what, but for the sake of the plan and mission, she has to bear such pain.

In one corner, a middle-aged man watched silently, he put away the dagger in his hand, a deep smile on his face, and then disappeared into the darkness.

Shangguan Ling carried Rong into the room and locked the door, as if nothing had happened, except for the corpse in the tavern and the bloodstains in front of the door.

At the gate of the city, Deng Xianxian couldn't control his tears, he had lost all the people around him, she was the closest woman to him, his heart was like being stabbed with a sharp blade, he had endured too many things, but he never let go of himself. In the past, he attributed all the reasons to himself, blaming himself for if he could find it earlier, stop it earlier, and protect it earlier, then there would never be such an irreparable situation.

Deng Xianxian pounded the ground with his fists over and over again, helpless, roaring, screaming, miserable.

"Senior, but Senior Deng, the head of the miscellaneous affairs section?" a faint and deep voice sounded behind him.

Deng Xianxian stopped venting himself, maybe he understood that no matter what he did, it would be useless, maybe he had a strong killing intent, and his eyes slowly returned to their original color.

Although the middle-aged man's voice is low, his face is extraordinary, he is dressed in a robe and a gray scarf, and he is still very tall even if he has a little hunched back on his back, and his face is also marked by time. He coughed, swallowed his saliva, bowed again, and continued, "In Xia Dongfang Xu, I have seen the head of the miscellaneous affairs section!"

Deng Xianxian stood up on his knees, looked back at this person from the Oriental family, seemed to feel that he had seen it somewhere, and looked at his face and felt extremely familiar.

"Do you come here to die, are you an outcast who has been sacrificed to kill my hatred?"

"Section Chief Deng is in a hurry, your enemy is not the entire Dongfang family, he used to be the head of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Xiong, and now he is still the head of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Yu. ”

Listening to the middle-aged man's words, Deng Xianxian hesitated, he was right, the responsibility lies with one person, and the others are just forced to do so. Dongfang Xu looked at Deng Xianxian's gaze and softened slightly, and then continued, "When Section Chief Deng left Dongfang City, he asked Dongfang Yu to protect Miss Rong's safety, and the thirteen of us were sent by Dongfang Yu, but I never expected that Dongfang Yu would ask me to secretly get rid of Miss Rong while my seniors were leaving." Because I admired my predecessors very much in my heart and felt that this trip violated the morality of the rivers and lakes, I stunned the other twelve people, injured myself a little, and then went back to restore my life, saying that a master came to the rescue, and we were not his opponents, and that person finally left me alive to spread the word, saying that the master of the family did not keep his promises. Dongfang Xu paused, looked at Deng Xianxian's expression, and listened carefully if there was no problem.

"But Dongfang Yu listened, not only did he admit his mistake, but also went to take Miss Rong's life in person, so I went directly to the miscellaneous department to find you, but they all said that you have not come back yet, so I thought that if the predecessors could recognize Dongfang Yu's ugly face, they would definitely come back, so I waited at the next place. ”

Deng Xian took two steps closer and asked lightly, "You are from the Dongfang family, do you know that if you do this, you will no longer have a way to live." Presumably you have other plans, you just want to use me to implement your plan, Dongfang Xu, you call Dongfang Yu's name, depending on your age, it should have something to do with Dongfang Xiong, right?"

"Hahahaha, it's worthy of being the head of the miscellaneous section, but this can't be used to talk about it, I'm just telling the truth, throwing sincerity to my seniors, and I want to cooperate with my seniors. Dongfang Xu looked at Deng Xianxian's eyes and continued, "That's right, I am Dongfang Yu's uncle, it is also a fact that I want to be the head of the Dongfang family, we are on the same front, Dongfang Xiong sent people to wash the miscellaneous affairs department in blood, Dongfang Yu directly killed Miss Rong, and the two of them are not worthy of being the head of the family at all!"

Then Dongfang Xu took out a very exquisite box and continued, "This is the thousand-year-old fire Lingzhi that I have been looking for in the first half of my life, although it does not have the effect of bringing the dead back to life, but it can also pull people back from the edge of death. ”

Deng Xianxing looked at his resolute eyes, it didn't look like he was lying, he also knew that Rong'er was in danger now, so he took the thousand-year-old fire lingzhi and swept towards Rong's residence.

Within a few minutes, Deng Xianxing came to the door, looked at the blood stains on the ground and felt very bad, so he broke into the door directly and ran towards the inner courtyard. As soon as Deng Xianxing entered the room, he saw Rong lying quietly on the bed, and there was no trace of anyone else, but Deng Xianxing obviously felt that there was a very strong breath left here, and without waiting for Deng Xianxing to think about it, he immediately took out the box and opened it, there was only one pill, Deng Xianxing sniffed it, confirmed that it was the fire Ganoderma lucidum, and put it directly into Rong's mouth, looking at the blood stains that came out of the quilt, Deng Xianxing clenched his fists and held back the anger in his heart, the top priority was Rong's life.

After about five minutes, Deng Xianxing checked Rong's pulse, although it was very weak, it was still stable, and he was inevitably relieved, and the stone finally landed, Deng Xianxing stroked Rong's hair, and his eyes were mixed with tears.

"Miss Rong, Miss Rong!" A graceful boy with a beautiful long sword in his hand rushed in, he and Deng Xianxing looked at each other, and he said in a shocking voice for a while, "You guy, leave Miss Rong quickly!" After speaking, he directly drew his sword and stabbed Deng Xianxing, the speed was as fast as an instantaneous wind.

Deng Xianxing stretched out his hand and directly clamped the young man's sword with two fingers, and suddenly the sword aura in the room was rampant, blowing up the green silk and white hair of the two. The young man didn't expect that the white-haired old man's cultivation was so high, and he couldn't take a step forward with all his strength.

There was no other superfluous expression on Deng Xianxian's face, and as soon as he changed his hand, the sword was directly folded into two sections, and the tip of the sword was deeply inserted into the ground, and the young man was also rushed out of the door by the qi released by Deng Xianxing, watching the saber that had accompanied him for many years being easily broken by the old man, and Haizhongyun held the hilt of the sword deadly.

Deng Xianxing walked in front of him, his white hair fluttering in the wind, his eyes staring at the clouds in the sea with deep feelings, and said lightly, "Where is Dongfang Jade!"

(End of chapter)