The syringe in Zhu Tianxiang's hand did not relax at all, and the smile on his face bloomed. In his life, he was happier than marrying Hua Susu as his wife, that is, he could force the dignified Jiangnan hero Shen Yi to submit. Isn't what he has been asking for for half of his life is this moment tonight? to use his scheming mind to defeat the most powerful man in the world.

When he saw Shen Yi raise the Xiaolong, he was about to swing it down, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, unspeakably proud.

Hua Susu closed her eyes tightly, and her snow-white teeth bit her lip fiercely, biting out blood.

As soon as Zhu Tianxiang's laughter started, it stopped abruptly, as if it was cut off by a sharp blade, and soon turned into a long scream. The syringe he held in his hand had been picked up by Qi Xiaoyu's short sword and flew high in the air.

Shen Yi didn't think about it, the Xiaolong swung out like lightning, and after a flash, the syringe had been broken into several pieces and fell to the ground. Before he raised his sword, he was about to rush forward to restrain Zhu Tianxiang and rescue Hua Susu. He took only one step, then froze, his eyes widening in surprise.

The blood gushing from Zhu Tianxiang's chest had been pierced through Qi Xiaoyu's short sword. He struggled to look down at the blade that pierced out of his chest, and wanted to turn back to look at Qi Xiaoyu, but he couldn't move no matter what. He leaned back in his chair and laughed miserably, "I was wary of everyone, but I never doubted you...... Have you forgotten that if it weren't for me, you would have been bullied all the time, and you would not be able to regain your ancestral tea plantation, let alone practice peerless swordsmanship, is this how you came to repay my kindness to you?"

Qi Xiaoyu didn't draw his sword, his face was cold and ruthless, and he said slowly: "Yes, you saved me, but you also hurt me, you gave me a chance to live, but let me live in a dark hell...... You clearly said that as long as I help you do great things, as long as you can get Zhujiazhuang, you will stay with me for the rest of your life...... Now, you've got everything, but you're going to marry another woman!"

Zhu Tianxiang's eyes dodged, if there is another person in this world who makes him feel indebted, it is Qi Xiaoyu, a girl who seems to be immature. He tried to twist his body to get rid of the sword that pierced his chest, but it only brought more pain. He trembled, his eyes glazed, and he exhaled his last breath with great difficulty, his body was paralyzed, but his eyes were still wide open, as if he could not believe that he had died at the hands of the most trusted man.

Looking down at Zhu Tianxiang's twisted and ugly body, Qi Xiaoyu slowly drew his sword, still without a little expression on his face. Her eyes were empty, but a tear overflowed from the corner of her eye, and she muttered to herself intermittently: "We are the same poor people, and we are also superfluous people, since we should not be born in this world, we should leave early, and it is fair to be with others and ourselves." ”

She completely pulled out the bloodstained short sword from Zhu Tianxiang's body, and then slowly stood up straight, turned her head to look at Shen Yi, and said, "It's a pity that I met you too late." ”

Her eyes were like a layer of mist rising from her eyes, misty, and her gaze fell on Shen Yi's face, as if she was looking at him intently, and seemed to see a distant place beyond him. She suddenly laughed shallowly, her smile was as tender as water, as if she had returned to the tea garden, carefully looking at the splendid camellias, and taking care of Shen Yi on the hospital bed......

Her smile was gentle and serene, but her hand gripped the hilt tightly, tightly and resolutely.

The dagger was slowly raised, and the edge of the sword like ice and snow reflected in the candlelight, with some warm color, gently but resolutely slashed across her slender neck...... She sighed in a low voice, and her body slowly fell on Zhu Tianxiang's body......

The rain and fog are shrouded in fog on the mountain, and in the market below the mountain, people who get up early come and go, busy with the most trivial things.

In the ancient alley, all the small shops opened their doors early to welcome customers, only the wooden door of the Qijia flower shop was closed, and the camellia in front of the door withered in color and withered branches and leaves.

It is normal for flowers to bloom and fall, and no one has ever taken a second look at these withered flowers, let alone remembered their delicate and fragrant blooming. In the eyes of the neighbors, Qi Xiaoyu is more like a little flower on the side of the road, but a lonely and ordinary girl who raises and sells flowers, who will care about her life and death?

In the old teahouse, the fragrance of tea wafted and steamed. Amu greeted the guests diligently, served tea and water, and kept busy.

Sheng Donglai poured a cup of tea for Bai Xinyu, poured tea for Shen Yi, and then poured tea for Hua Susu.

Except for Hua Susu's face being a little tired, everything was the same as before, getting together with Bai Xinyu, chirping and talking.

Shen Yi looked down at the crisp tea in the cup, and a faint fragrance of tea seemed to waft from the window. He slowly raised his head, and from the side of the bamboo window, he could see the corner of the Qi family's flower shop opposite, and he could see the half of the shop card, and he could also see a yellowed camellia in front of the door. Soon, this little shop will disappear, just like the owner of the shop, and the faint smell of camellia in the air will also dissipate, and everything will be over.

Leaving the old teahouse, walking out of the ancient alley, two roads were connected at the entrance of the street, Sheng Donglai and Bai Xinyu made an appointment to join hands in the rivers and lakes to walk one road together, Shen Yi wanted to send Hua Susu back to Lihuazhuang and embarked on another road.

Bai Xinyu and Hua Susu said goodbye, crying and laughing, and repeatedly made an appointment for the next meeting.

Before leaving, Bai Xinyu said to Shen Yi in particular: "Shen Daxia, you must take good care of Su Su." ”

Shen Yi said, "I will." ”

He promised sincerely, but that's all, at least on the surface, with no deeper meaning.

Hua Susu didn't mind at all, and glanced at Shen Yi with a smile, as if as long as Shen Yi was by her side, even if it was just for a moment, she would be satisfied.

Sheng Donglai stayed by Bai Xinyu's side, endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, and said to Shen Yi: "Brother Shen, don't forget our sword competition, I hope that in the near future, you and I can compete in Qingtian Mansion." ”

Shen Yi frowned, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly smiled slightly, and said, "Brother Sheng, I know a person who is also obsessed with martial arts, I wonder if Brother Sheng is interested in competing with him?"

Sheng Dong was overjoyed and said, "Who is it?"

Shen Yi said: "It is one of the three heroes of Qingfeng Village, the five heroes of the sky-rushing cloud willow and the Qingyun willow." ”

Sheng Donglai rubbed his hands and said: "It turned out to be Liu Wuxia, I have heard the name for a long time, I will definitely go to the Qingfeng Village to meet this Chongtianyun." ”

Shen Yi glanced at him, smiled slightly, clasped his hands into fists in salute, turned around and rode away.

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