My brother is so strong, I am also disappointed

Brother Nine?Yan Jiu? !

I was still sitting on the rock, carefully examining Yan Jiu from head to toe, but I still couldn't remember any impression about him.I have seen him, on the night of Lantern Festival this year, on that blood-stained long street.He can do acupuncture, I watched him fix Twelve, but I couldn't remember his face.

What does his coming mean?

"You brothers met, why are you so alienated?" Song Mingguang appeared behind me with a smile, and put his hand on my shoulder, "Look at the brothers of the Xia family, their relationship is much better than yours."

I suddenly felt frightened involuntarily.

"Brothers of the Xia family are connected by flesh and blood, but we are different." Yan Jiu saluted Song Mingguang.

"We have the same father," said Twelve.

"Now we still have the same Book Head." Yan Jiu saluted Song Mingguang again, "Master Book Head, I haven't been able to get what you asked for, but I have explored the cave where the thousand locks are hidden. Tou, let me lead the way, there will be no mistakes."

"Okay!" Song Mingguang should applaud him at this time, but when he said hello, he patted my shoulder.

"I can trust you in doing things. It's just..." Song Mingguang's tone changed, which made me worry again, "Your brother doesn't seem to be willing to work with me. I want you to give him a ride. Since you have a bad relationship , it shouldn't be difficult."

what? !

I looked up at Song Mingguang, his eyes fell on Twelve, with a kind smile like an elder, so kind and friendly that it was disgusting.

"Grandpa Song! It wasn't him! He didn't kill him!" I wanted to stand up, but Song Mingguang held my shoulder firmly with one hand and nailed me to this stone.

"Yixi, even people who get along day and night will have secrets. Do you really think you understand him?" Song Mingguang leaned over and said to me, "He used you to get close to me just to send a message to Qian Chongxue and reveal our secrets. whereabouts."

"Grandpa Song, isn't he..."

"He didn't come alone. Since he took us through the woods, someone has followed us. What you see is not a ghost, and the murderer is not a ghost. They are all people." Song Mingguang said slowly. , as if a person is walking slowly on the sand, using every step of his body to step on the footprints to the deepest point, "The man of a thousand snows."

"I said that I just want to follow Ah Lin. I will go wherever he goes. I haven't contacted Qian Chongxue again!" Twelve was still holding the porridge bowl in his hand. The porridge must have been cold, and his fingers must be like touch the ice.

"There is no proof in your words, how do you prove your innocence?" Song Mingguang seemed to be sure that it was Twelve who attracted the ghost to kill.

"I've been with Ah Lin since I left the tent last night!" Twelve took a step towards me, looked at Song Mingguang, and took another step back.

I should have followed his words, but now I am so desperate that I can’t say a word—it’s useless, explanations are useless, and evidence is useless. I can make a fortune by reselling myself. Those who get rich know this best.

In fact, Song Mingguang didn't care about the lives of the two little guards at all. To him, it didn't matter who died, and it didn't matter who the real murderer was. Whoever he wanted to die was the real murderer.

"Based on your relationship, this is not enough." Song Mingguang said to Twelve, "Yixi trusts you, but you have been deceiving him."

See it.

useless.

Maybe he killed the guard himself?Xia Yu has used the same method before, it's nothing new.

"Besides—" Song Mingguang turned again, "One person is enough to lead the way."

That's right, Yan Jiu is here, so there's no need to even use Twelve at this time.

Song Mingguang's intention is to save one of Yan Jiu and Twelve.

Song Mingguang has always been a chess player, so when his hidden guards were cut off, he didn't panic; when Cui Wei and Cui Yu were seriously ill, he left them without heartache; when we got lost in the woods, he Still calm and fearless - because he had already made arrangements, I am afraid that apart from Yan Jiu who came to meet this move, there are countless Hongyan books and countless people from the Song family on Qianchongxue's territory!

"Master Shushou, this..." Yan Jiu seemed to be hesitant.

"Grandpa Song!" I was completely shameless. I slid down, turned over and knelt in front of Song Mingguang, hugging his leg, "Please! Don't kill him!"

"I won't kill," Song Mingguang's voice sounded very flat, he didn't seem to be angry because of my actions, but he said the cruelest thing in the most gentle tone, "I won't kill, their brothers are fighting, why? Did I kill it?"

"It looks like I'm going to die today." Twelve opened his hands to me, in a gesture of waiting for a hug, "Let me talk to Lin at last."

I immediately got up from the ground, turned around and rushed into Twelve's arms.

But Yan Jiu moved faster than me. He suddenly inserted between me and Twelve, causing me to bump into him. At the same time, the index and middle fingers of both hands touched me several times. I just felt that I was poked by him. The acupoints on my body were painful and numb, and then my body became stiff and I couldn't move, and I couldn't speak.

"Brother Ninth!" Twelve looked more shocked than angry at the moment, "A fight between you and me has nothing to do with him!"

"I'm sorry, Twelve." Yan Jiu shook out a small knife from his sleeve and put it next to my neck. With the knife as the midpoint and his arm holding the knife as the axis, he turned half a circle from in front of me to I faced Twelve behind my back, "Ninth brother is really not good at martial arts, I know I'm not your opponent, so I can only do this."

"Why? I can't figure it out, why are you?!" Twelve waved his hand and threw the bowl he had been holding. The white porcelain bowl fell on the black stone, and his body was smashed to pieces.

"Twelve, my martial arts are not as good as yours, and my courage is not as good as yours. You are brave and resolute and not afraid of death, but I can't, I want to live." Yan Jiu's hands were trembling slightly, "I can't stand the torment of the spring river tide, that kind of feeling You wouldn't know-"

"I know!" Twelve said, "I also drank the tide water from the Spring River, and I am no better off than you."

"Since you know, then you can save Brother Nine!" Yan Jiu's hoarse voice scratched in my ears, and I felt like dust blasted from the ground filled my brain, "Brother Nine treated you since childhood. It’s not thin, and I’ll give you the good stuff too, now that you’ve grown up, just let me do it once, you, you do it yourself!”

I hope Twelve turns around and runs away, with his martial arts, it's not difficult.After escaping, go to Elder Yan, go to their Qian Chongxue's Mr. Gongliang, he is so good at making poison, and he will definitely make an antidote!Yan Jiu dare not really kill me, he absolutely dare not!Song Mingguang hasn't spoken yet, Song Mingguang won't let me die in the hands of Yan Jiu because of Twelve, who is insignificant to Hongyan's book!

go! ! !

I felt that the cry in my heart had broken through the sky, and I was able to go up to the sky and cut through the clouds, but in fact I couldn't make a sound at all, not even the shrubs and grass leaves whirling with the wind, just like the people in this place. Small stones, if no one kicks or picks them up, there will be no movement.

I don't know which acupoints Yan Jiu ordered on me. I couldn't even blink, and I couldn't shift my gaze. I just kept my eyes open and stared at Twelve. The time I opened my eyes was too long, and the tears rolled down uncontrollably when they were full.

In the past, I loved to cry when I laughed at twelve. I always found various external reasons and refused to admit that I was not strong enough.But this time, I hoped that he would misunderstand me, as before, with the same confidence that I didn't know where I was crying because I was forced to open my eyes, or because of him.

I want him to leave me alone, I want him to escape on his own, and I also want to tell him fiercely that he is mine, and if I don't let him die, he won't be allowed to die.

"Ninth Brother..." Twelve shook his head with a wry smile, "Do you think I will really kill you?"

"I'm different from you. My father said that brothers love each other and don't kill each other. I'm from Qian Chongxue, Yan Tianan's adopted son, ranked twelve."

"It was my fault that you were injured in the first place, so I won't let you kill me, and you will be charged with killing my brother from now on, but I also don't want to die under the sword of Hong Yanshu. The things of these hypocrites are so dirty that I don't like it."

Twelve didn't have a sword in his hand. He took out a bottle from his body as he spoke, unplugged it, and poured it into his mouth. I didn't even see whether it was a pill or water.

"Even the fire trees and silver flowers are more fragrant than the spring river tide water." Twelve threw the bottle and wiped his mouth, and said nonchalantly.

He is so understated, but I feel that all internal organs are shattered. He actually poured fire and silver flowers by himself!He really wants to give Yan Jiu his life!

I'm desperate to make a sound, to move, if tragedy is inevitable, at least let me tell him that I'm actually—

"I, I will bury you well..." Yan Jiu's trembling voice could not conceal his joy for the rest of his life.

"No need." Twelve refused. Yan Jiu looked at me again, opened his mouth slightly and closed it again, and repeated this three times before finally grinning. When he smiled, two fangs, one left and one right, bared out, showing that he Fierce and silly: "From now on, don't run around, don't pull weeds, eat less sugar, and change the medicine and cloth on your left hand every day."

I didn't want to listen to his last words, so I held my breath and concentrated all my internal energy to attack the internal energy that Yan Jiu hit into my body to seal the acupoint.It doesn’t matter if it hurts once, I’m crying uncontrollably anyway, who knows where I’m hurting.

"If you don't think about it, you don't have to worry about it in the future."

My internal force condensed into a line and collided with Yan Jiu, the several meridians converging here trembled at the same time, and there was a strong smell of blood in my throat.

I actually want to understand, I really want to understand, as long as you give me a chance to speak, I will definitely not have any hesitation!

Wait a little longer, I might be able to talk when I open this acupuncture point, believe me, I'm not that useless, I'm working hard, it will be fine soon, soon—

"I'm leaving."

Twelve leaped away, walking among the stones. This is the gentle slope down the leeward side of the cliff. His lightness kung fu has always been very good. After a few twists and turns, he jumped to the top of the slope and left my sight.

He doesn't wait for me.

He has been waiting for me for too long, I have not answered, and I am still silent now, facing me like this, it is normal to lose hope and patience long ago.

He can wait for me till now, he must really like me.

Mo Yuanshan followed closely behind.

I punched the acupoints sealed by Yan Jiu over and over again. Every time I punched, the meridian seemed to be broken. The smell of blood in my mouth became stronger and stronger, but my heart seemed to be very peaceful.

Why?do not know.

Not long after, Mo Yuanshan folded back, his hair was disheveled and covered with snow foam.Seeing him, Yan Jiu rushed forward two steps, holding the slender handle of the knife tightly.

But Mo Yuanshan didn't look at him, and rarely smiled.

"Yan Twelve poisoned and fell off the cliff by himself." Mo Yuanshan walked straight to Song Mingguang, and solemnly replied, "The other side of the cliff is a deep valley with snowy streams, and there is no way for the evil wind to enter it. If you fall, you will definitely die."

I hit the acupuncture point again and Mo Yuanshan's voice fell at the same time. The internal force that Yan Jiu hit was finally dissipated by me, and the blood that had been churning in my throat was also found.

I fell back, and it was hopeless to see the white sun so high in the sky, to dazzle me for a moment before I fell into darkness.