The old man spoke unhurriedly: "Back then, your father also came to me and begged me to solve Chu Yuan's troubles. In the mist, the slow tone revealed a little lazy. "You charlatans, you always take your life for such a trivial matter. It's easy to solve Chu Yuan, but your father has also owed me his life since then - I just have to take back what I should have taken back. So much for. ”

The sound made the hairs stand on end.

"You know, if I ask for it, I will not do a loss-making business. Whoever asks me for money will give him money, and whoever asks me for his life will give him his life. Of course, your father did the same business, and the rules of the business should have taught you as well. ”

Qi Heng only felt the pain in his chest explode. As if he had been immobilized by this voice, his whole body was paralyzed like mud.

"You want me to take Chu Tao's life for you, this matter is easier said than done. It is not worth the life of a dying man to exchange your own life. Are you so determined?"

As soon as Qi Heng closed his eyes, he was not only a dead end, but he was bold. "Do you really think that Chu Tao is a dying person? Chu Tao is this person, how can he be compared to Tang Yao and his ilk? The old man must not be deceived by his clumsy schemes!"

Jiang Shaoyun's white eyebrows lowered slightly: "Go on." ”

"He thought he was skilled, and tricked me into going to Ning Xiang Pavilion to meet him, but in fact, he ambushed swordsmen everywhere, wanting to take my life, so that Feng Yi would be completely dead and at his mercy. If I hadn't been on guard and saw through his scheme, I'm afraid I would have been poisoned by him. The people of the world listened to what he said about nonsense that did not fight for fame and fortune, and never guarded against this kid's ambition, in fact, this sanctimonious guy had already had the intention to control the Qi family, and then crossed the long river and touched the entire martial arts!"

The more Qi Heng said it, the more enjoyable he became, and vented all his hatred for Chu Tao, no matter what was true or not, anyway, since this kid dared to dig such a lifeless pit for him, he deserved to be cursed.

"He quietly had a tacit understanding with Shen Yanfei, harmed my father, killed my guest, took away my beloved wife, and poured all the dirty water on my Qi family's head through the past of Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds, so that the entire southern bank sympathized with him - robbing other people's wives, I really don't know what to sympathize with!"

Jiang Shaoyun trembled the corners of his eyebrows slightly, and seemed to be more and more interested.

"Now that kid has been discovered by me and plotted in the Purple Bamboo Valley, saying that he is going to lead the ranger to the Beacon Fire Ridge on the Midyear Festival and compete with the white-clothed holy envoy. Judging from the voice coming from the ranger, he had long disdained the leader of the South Shore Alliance, and he clearly wanted to fight against Qin Xiao. What kind of dying person is this, it is nothing more than a bitter ploy, luring the old man to the bait, except for the future! I want him to release Leng Fengyi, and he also said with an arrogant smile: Unless I can invite the white-clothed holy envoy to him, it is absolutely impossible!"

Jiang Shaoyun smiled lightly: "Looking at the rivers and lakes, there is only Chu Tao left with this capital." ”

"He found out that I had found out about his plan, and this boy was about to kill me, so he sent rangers to lay a net and chase me every day. I don't believe it, when I get to Beacon Ridge, what else can he do with me!"

When his eyebrows danced, there was a sudden bang, and Qi Heng only felt that the mountain shook, and then his body slammed into the cold ground, and in a trance, he only saw Jiang Shaoyun's cloth shoes on the tip of his nose. It was as if it had never been so close to death.

In the distance, another loud voice sounded in the distance: "Back to the Lord, I have already surveyed the terrain, Zizhu Valley, is the throat of the Black Stone Cliff. Feng Ruohan has been running the bamboo garden for many years, but recently he has somehow wandered away. Chu Tao is hiding in Zizhu Valley!"

"There are strong soldiers and horses in Zizhu Valley, hehe, Chu Tao is still young after all. Jiang Shaoyun's laughter was unusually sharp, echoing in the grotto, and the sound of the wind swayed. "What is the purpose of bringing me this news at the cost of dying?"

Qi Heng only felt that the tense string had broken, and he collapsed to the ground while breathing in and explained: "Cold...... Leng Fengyi...... Don't let ...... She and Chu Tao ......"

"Hahahaha!" the laughter enveloped everything. The cave was gloomy again. His world gradually dissolved into nothingness. It is like a flat boat drifting among the waves, ups and downs, more like a soulless zombie, numb and insensitive. I just know that it is still cold, a chill oozing from my bones.

Then, he was crushed by a force. It was as if countless hands suddenly reached out from a dark underground, dragging him into an even darker hell. From the head, to the arms, to the torso, to the legs and feet, everything was squeezed the ground. Die. Such a word suddenly popped out of his mind, magnified into a thousand-pound boulder, and pressed directly into his heart. Inexplicably, a hot current on the pants rushed and couldn't stop.

Waves of crazy laughter rose higher and higher.

"You...... You can't kill me......" Every joint of his body trembled with fear, but his Adam's apple was suddenly squeezed to the ground, and he couldn't even speak.

"Whoever asks me to take his life will give back his life, are you afraid?"

No...... There was a sudden chill on his right shoulder, and then it was as if his whole heart had been drained.

The breath of despair weakened and weakened, and only the sinister laughter of the mountains and tsunamis echoed in his ears, until he could not hear anything, see nothing, and perceive nothing. His soul was banished into a void space, and then, slowly, with the flow of air, shattered into dust and scattered into nothingness.

Suddenly, a drowning suffocation pulled back his consciousness. He fluttered in panic, but cold water poured into his mouth and nose. Choked several times, and held his breath until his toes seemed to touch the soft mud, and then he pulled the life-saving straw and tried his best to straighten up.

The moment he came out of the water, he choked and coughed. Looking around, I realized that it was not a dream, but really standing on the edge of the shallow beach in the depths of the dense forest.

He couldn't tell whether he was dead or alive, and he couldn't tell whether what had just happened was real or illusory. In the shallow water, a terrifying figure with a bloody face was reflected, and it had to be angry, like an evil ghost. He tried to pick up a rock and throw the phantom away, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and looked down for his right arm—there was nothing.

"Ahh But nothing was changed except for the pain of the scalp being torn. He could finally be sure that he was still alive, and he could finally be sure that what had just happened was really happening. But he was suddenly willing to die in Jiang Shaoyun's cave. He crouched in the shallow water, struck his left arm like mad at his unbearable reflection, howling and weeping until he had exhausted all his strength, and then collapsed among the sand and gravel on the shore.

"When you wasted Chu Tao's hands, did you ever think that there would be today?"

Someone is talking to him!

He jumped up in horror and saw Wu Yang in white, standing on a high post beside him, holding his arms and admiring his ugliness.

"Are you Chu Tao's person?"

Wu Yang stared at him and sneered strangely: "What do you think? Who am I is so important? Isn't it good to report and report? What kind of taste do you taste? Is it painful and unbearable? Or is it bent on death? Or is it the smell of peeing your pants!"

"You!" Qi Heng was so angry that he couldn't rush forward immediately, but he was kicked into the shallows with a roundabout.

"The old man said, I don't care if there is one more or one less. It makes no difference if you throw it to feed the dingos or feed the fish. The arm he was taken away from back then was originally to ask Qin Shi to take it, but the Qin family or the Qi family, whoever pays this debt is the same. The eldest young master of the Qi family has no hands, what will he use to serve the public, what will he take to take charge of the family? Heh, the old man also asked me to tell me: You don't have to worry about whether Leng Fengyi is dead or alive. Who can look at a wreck!"

The laughter in the sky faded away. A glimmer of light on the horizon shone a strange purple.

Qi Heng scolded and couldn't move, he couldn't move, and he couldn't even breathe. I had to crawl on the ground and follow the stream.

The three shocking characters of the Broken Soul Rock are still erected in the depths of the Beacon Fire Ridge. The mysterious Longkou Cliff still has a huge mouth and fangs, ready to swallow all life into its stomach at any time. "Wipe the blindness of the sky, blood will pay for it with blood!" such a cry became more and more turbulent.

The sound of Jiang Shaoyun's bamboo cane slowly spread to the depths of the underground palace, until it reached a secret room at the end.

The torch glows slightly, reflecting an ice cellar.

The stone door was closed, and in the ice cellar, only a room of blue fluorescence was seen. In the middle of the room was a sparkling bed of ice. On the ice bed, holding an unusually beautiful young woman, with cloud sideburns and beads, glass earrings, and a brocade dress. It's just bloodless.

"Yafu......" Jiang Shaoyun called her softly, but never answered. Her life was forever stuck in that young time, and her face never grew old. But he is getting old day by day, and he has long been gray. However, after so many years of staying together, they can't cross the boundary of yin and yang. Jiang Shaoyun is in this secret room, laughing at those who fight to the death for a long river day by day - because they don't understand what is truly terrible and insurmountable - no matter how much you have the martial arts to fly away, you can't recover the soul in that world.

He was carrying a bowl of blood water—it was Qi Heng's blood. He poured the blood in front of the ice bed, clasped his palms, and chanted the words. The bright red trail instantly merged with the ice-colored fluorescence. Almost at the same time, the woman's face seemed to be rosy for a moment—just for a moment, or even for a moment.

The old man's voice was faint: "Let their blood retain your beauty, this is the justice that the entire martial arts owe to you." "Except for him, no one knows that the blood debt accumulated under the Broken Soul Rock for more than forty years is just to keep a shadow in the dream.

He muttered, "As long as I live, you won't disappear...... The rivers and lakes have long forgotten you, but I will always remember you...... I want this to remember—every drop of blood and tears they should remember!"

When he pushed the door out, Wu Yang was waiting for him to return to his life.

"It has been arranged according to the intention of Hall Master Shen. ”

He nodded and said, "You don't have to do it, it's useful to leave him alive." Yan Fei hasn't come back yet?"

"Nope. ”

"Then wait a little longer. He looked into the distance, "To deal with a character like Chu Tao, there is no need to be in a hurry. ”