Time goes back to yesterday when the autumn wind swept through the murderous courtyard, and the young man sitting on the stairs clapped his hands to attract Aunt Fu's attention, and paused. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Let's go. ”

Before the words fell, the offensive of the four people in the courtyard swept through the autumn wind and attacked mercilessly, although the moves of the four people were different, but if you looked closely, you could find the mystery, the four of them complemented each other's moves, and the attack and defense were orderly, for Aunt Fu there was a time limit of sixty breaths, but for them there was no such burden, so no one took the initiative to step forward and sweep the formation as before.

At this time, the four of them only feint and occasionally harass, although there is no strong offensive, but it is still difficult to parry on ordinary people, but Aunt Fu can rely on two long swords, one soft and one strong, to be able to deal with four people, it is not easy.

The young man on the side undoubtedly didn't want to see such a boring scene, in his eyes, the fight was either you die or I died, it was not at all the way that a few people in the courtyard were fighting back and forth, and at this time he said loudly with one hand on his mouth.

"Twenty breaths have passed, senior, you have to hold on, as soon as the sixty breaths are up, I will go in and do something you don't want to see." ”

In fact, the time is not less than twenty breaths at all, and the young man deliberately said this just to disrupt Aunt Fu's stable rhythm, and when he fights with others, he messes up his heart, not to mention that now Aunt Fu is fighting with four people at the same time, and it is very easy to lose all the games without immersion.

But the young man obviously grasped Aunt Fu's death hole, as soon as these words came out, Aunt Fu, who was dealing with the four people, obviously turned her eyes to the door of the study, although it was only a momentary gap in attention, how could the four people who had cooperated for a long time let go of this rare opportunity, and the offensive instantly changed from conservative to fierce.

With a muffled snort, Aunt Fu frowned and danced the black-handled long sword, the round sword gang was imposing, and the four of them could only grit their teeth and give up the opportunity for a while, temporarily avoiding its edge.

Aunt Fu had a moment to breathe, retreated and left the encirclement of the four, holding the sword in one hand and gasping, leaving sweat on her forehead, and her right hand trembled slightly.

At this time, there was an extra blood mark on her right shoulder, and the area of the blood mark was constantly expanding.

Fang Cai's gap made him suffer in the end, and one of the opponents plunged the dagger into his shoulder, but fortunately, Aunt Fu instantly came back to her senses and picked up her sword to jam the force of the opponent's stab, so that the dagger only stabbed into the flesh and blood.

It's just that at this time, she can't stop the bleeding of the wound by clicking on the acupoint, because she needs to hold the sword in both hands, if she points the acupoint, then the blood circulation in one hand will be blocked, which will inevitably affect the overall flow of qi and blood.

"You four are really waste, you can't get it for me at one time when you are given a slot, and the remaining twenty breaths are to give you the last time, and I don't need to say more about the consequences of not killing her. ”

The young man spoke with a slight anger at this time, before he deliberately opened his mouth to let Aunt Fu reveal his flaws, but he didn't expect that those four people still couldn't solve her, which inevitably made him a little dissatisfied.

The four of them looked at each other, and each saw fear in each other's eyes, and now that they also had a time limit, if they really couldn't kill the person in front of them in twenty breaths, the consequences would be worse than death.

Aunt Fu was injured, her breath was inevitably a little unstable, and looking at the four people in front of her at this moment, she had a bad premonition in her heart.

Because from her point of view, the eyes of the four people had turned into a blood-red color of complete bloodthirsty rage.

The countdown to the last twenty breaths begins with the roar of the four outlaws.

There is a strong expectation in the eyes of young people, and now is the main event.

Aunt Fu held on to the pain of the wound in her hand. Catching up with the attack of the four, the sword in his hand was not weaker than the strength before he was injured.

Aunt Fu quickly noticed the obvious mistake of one of them, and raised her sword to pierce him in the abdomen, and Aunt Fu, who had succeeded in the blow, wanted to draw her sword and retreat temporarily, but the person who was stabbed stretched out her hand and held the blade of the sword, and the palm of her hand immediately bled profusely, but he still grabbed the sword in Aunt Fu's hand.

The remaining three also pounced like crazy, and Aunt Fu concocted a white-handled soft sword to defend in the same way, thinking that she could force the remaining three back like before, but unexpectedly, the blade of the soft sword did not play a role.

The blade of the sword cut the bodies of the three people, but at the same time, the three daggers stabbed at Aunt Fu's body, Aunt Fu gritted her teeth and stabbed all the black-handled long swords into the body of the person in front of her, and her figure moved away to avoid the daggers of the two, but one of them still pierced her in the back.

At this time, the three of them are no longer exchanging injuries for injuries, but exchanging lives for injuries!

Aunt Fu knew that these people had lost their minds because they were stimulated by a word, so they let go of their hands and gave it a fight, and another person behind him caught up and inserted the dagger into his back, Aunt Fu held the soft sword horizontally and swung it to the side, and at the same time cut the throats of a cart of two people, but she suffered two wounds.

There is only one of the four people left, and Aunt Fu is still struggling to pull out the long sword that stabbed that person in the abdomen, and the remaining one watched the three of them die, let out an angry roar, and kicked Aunt Fu's body, directly kicking Aunt Fu to the side and flying out.

The man's attack followed, perhaps because of the joy that he was about to survive, and at the same time, Aunt Fu was already seriously injured, and the man had no move to speak of, just pounced on the beast that wanted to end the life of his prey.

Aunt Fu coughed up blood in her mouth, heard an angry roar not far in front of her, and when the figure of the man came, she turned the long sword in her hand and stabbed it head-on.

Fang Cai's kick kicked away his strength, allowing Aunt Fu to take advantage of the situation to pull out the black-handled long sword, and at this moment she stabbed the sword into the chest of the last person.

The man tilted his head and had unwillingness in his eyes, and finally died of anger.

The four of them were all wiped out, and Aunt Fu was not optimistic about the situation, she pulled out two daggers tied to her back, and each time she pulled out, a small stream of blood flowed out, and soon soaked the entire back.

Aunt Fu's eyes were a little dark, in the end, she was middle-aged, no matter what kind of skills she had in the past, she was just a seriously injured woman at this time.

"It's worthy of a senior, and when you're old, you still have such force, one person can kill four people. The young man did not show any sadness at the death of the four men, and at this moment he even applauded.

Aunt Fu looked at him deadly, with the blood that had just flowed out of her mouth hanging from the corners of her mouth.

"But unfortunately, it's already sixty breaths, so ....." the young man got up and turned to the study.

"Stop...."Aunt Fu endured the severe pain in a hurry and wanted to stand up with her sword, but she fell back to the ground again.

"Senior, take a breath, you are not my opponent now, wait until I finish my business and then come to my predecessor to get those two swords. The young man turned around as he spoke, looking at the study behind him, but he smiled slightly.

The door of the study was unexpectedly opened, and Lin Rusheng stood at the door panting, holding the dagger pulled from the door with both hands, bending over and trembling to look at the young man in front of him.

"Aunt Fu, are you okay?" Lin Rusheng shouted, with an unconcealable fear in his eyes.

"Confucian, go away, you are not his opponent!" Aunt Fu replied loudly, and after speaking, a large mouthful of blood gushed out of her mouth.

Lin Rusheng looked at Aunt Fu, who was in a bad situation, and then at the young man who was pointing at him with the dagger in his hand, and swallowed his saliva.

He had been listening to the sound outside in the room before, so he had also heard the sixty-breath bet, but he didn't know the situation outside, so he could only be anxious.

After sixty breaths, the sound of the fight stopped, and Lin Rusheng heard what the young man said, and knew that the other party's target was himself, so he actually got up and wanted to find a place to escape.

But he suddenly saw the rice cake in his hand and was stunned.

"Lin Rusheng, I'm very disappointed in you!"

"You shit!"

The words rang in his ears again, and he gasped as he placed the rice cake on the table. Turned around and opened the door of the study, and then pulled out the dagger that Aunt Fu had thrown on the door before, and at the same time the young man also turned around.

He doesn't want to be a waste anymore, even if he doesn't know martial arts, he no longer feels like a person who escapes every time.

"Yes, it seems that you are not a complete straw bag, and you dare to hold a knife. The young man said with a smile.

"Ahh

"Ridiculous. The young man seemed to be watching a joke, but he stretched out a hand and pressed it on Lin Rusheng's head and slammed it behind him, and Lin Rusheng was thrown out and fell in the courtyard.

"Confucian!" Aunt Fu immediately shouted, and suddenly got up and rushed towards Lin Rusheng's side.

The young man suddenly ran with all his strength, jumped up and kicked Aunt Fu back again.

"Senior, you just watch this play carefully!" he picked up the dagger that Lin Rusheng had taken off, grabbed the collar of the former's coat and raised the knife to wipe it towards his neck.

Suddenly, the soft sword in Aunt Fu's hand appeared in front of him, and he could only temporarily send Lin Rusheng away, and he felt something wrapped around his waist, and when he looked down, it turned out to be the soft sword, which was surrounding his waist like a rope at this time.

The young man turned to break free, when a dark shadow flashed, and his eyes suddenly widened.

The long sword pierced into his left chest and completely submerged, while Aunt Fu pressed the hilt of the sword with both hands.

"I didn't expect you to have the strength...."The young man also had blood on the corner of his mouth, and smiled bitterly.

She originally thought that Aunt Fu would never have the ability to act after being kicked by herself at the end, but now reality tells him that he is very wrong.

"You are not allowed to touch the Confucian students! I promised the general! No one is allowed to hurt the Confucian students!" Aunt Fu pressed against the hilt of the sword and glared angrily.

"It's really a loyal dog..."The young man smiled and nodded, the cold light in his hand flipped over, and stabbed the dagger into Aunt Fu's heart.

Aunt Fu let go of the hilt of her sword, stumbled back a few steps, and fell to the ground.

"Aunt Fu!" Lin Ru was scared, and quickly half-supported the former's body, looked at the dagger inserted in Aunt Fu's chest, and stretched out his hand not knowing what to do.

"Confucianism...."Aunt Fu's breath was weak, and she called Lin Rusheng's name softly.

"I'm Aunt Fu! I'm here!" Lin Rusheng hurriedly said.

"When you're hungry, you have to eat.... Aunt Fu made rice cakes in the stove... Remember to bring some for Miss Li to eat..."

Lin Rusheng was stunned, he hadn't even told Aunt Fu that Li Yun'er was already getting married, and he would never be able to see her again in the future.

"Confucianism... You're a good boy.... Do whatever you want... Don't hesitate...."

"I know, I know!" Aunt Fu's wound was still bleeding, and Lin Rusheng wanted to stick the dagger into his body.

"And... Remember to eat... Other...... Hungry ....."

Aunt Fu's voice became smaller and quieter, and she finally closed her eyes.

"Aunt Fu, Aunt Fu, Aunt Fu!" Lin Rusheng cried loudly.

Aunt Fu's last sentence still remembers that he hasn't eaten for a day and asks him not to be hungry.

"Hahahaha!

The young man's laughter rang out suddenly in the courtyard, and Lin Rusheng carefully placed Aunt Fu's body on the ground, then got up and walked over.

"What kind of eyes are you! What are you doing just now? Leaving a woman outside to fight four people, hiding inside? Laughing at me!Ahahaha!" the young man laughed, and said ruthlessly.

Lin Rusheng paused, indeed, just now he was hiding inside like a coward, and Aunt Fu was alone outside to experience a life and death crisis.

"Who are you falling to the ground.... Why do you want to do this...."Lin Rusheng looked at the young man helplessly, trembling all over.

"I? I don't have a name... Born without... Why did you ask me to do this?" the young man's tone lowered, his face was bloody, and he thought that it was also the end of a strong crossbow, but his mouth still changed sharply.

"Someone wants to give your coward's head to a man as a wedding gift. ”

These words sounded in Lin Rusheng's ears, like a thunderbolt.

The young man was very satisfied with Lin Rusheng's face at this time, and knew that his final goal had been achieved, so he simply added the last fire.

"Got it! Coward! Haha! You're nothing from beginning to end, and you can't help it when you see the person who raised you die in front of you! You just hide behind and cry! Hahaha! It's a pity that I don't have a chance! Otherwise, I really want to see what the expression on your face is when I cut off your head!haha...."

The young man's laughter stopped abruptly, and Lin Rusheng stepped forward to hold the black hilt of the sword on his chest, pulled it out violently, and then stabbed it in again.

Repeating it many times, blood splattered on his robe, and at this time his face was hideous, as if he were a Shura.

The young man had already swallowed his breath, but he still looked at Lin Rusheng with his eyes open, and his eyes were full of mockery.

Knowing that the young man was stabbed in the chest, Lin Rusheng fell to his knees again, looked around helplessly, and finally picked up Aunt Fu's corpse and walked out of the yard to a tree in the forest.

This tree was planted here by Aunt Fu when she was a child, and he still remembers what Aunt Fu said to him at that time.

"Confucianism, when this tree grows, you will be able to fulfill one of your wishes. ”

"Then I want my father and mother back!"

"Yes, of course!"

At that time, the words sounded in his ears again, the sapling had grown into a big tree, and he hoped that the lie that coaxed the child would come true.

In this way, Aunt Fu can come back with her father.

It was overcast, and it was raining at this time.

Lin Rusheng dug the ground next to the tree with his bare hands, the rain became heavier and heavier, Lin Rusheng dug for a long time, and finally dug a pit that Aunt Fu could lie into.

Carefully putting Aunt Fu's body in, Lin Rusheng re-covered the soil until the ground returned to its original state, and he raised his head to look at the tree in front of him.

From then on, only he knew the story of the tree, and only he remembered who was buried under it.

Lin Rusheng returned to the courtyard and sat in front of the study, covered in mud and water, regardless of the wind and rain, he took the previous plate of rice cakes and sprinkled them into his mouth, tears mixed with rain.

Until the last bite of rice cake was swallowed, there was finally nothing to suppress his cry.

On a rainy night, Lin Rusheng sat in front of the study with a plate and cried bitterly.

In the early morning of the second day, Lin Rusheng got up and walked into the courtyard, picked up two swords, one black and one white, wiped the rain and blood stains on the swords, and they put them in the box and carried them on their backs.

He walked out of the courtyard gate, looked at the tree in the forest with red eyes, and resolutely turned his head away.

There is no sunlight at the moment, only the haze and cold after the rain ahead.