Brilliant thorn

Fu Shaoyu did not go north immediately.

He thought to himself, maybe Xiao Jue found out with conscience and would go back to the tavern to look for him.

I just waited all morning, but no one came, but a few casual knights passed by, thinking that he was the shopkeeper, and begged him for a drink.

He wanted to send people away, but Fu Shaoyu heard that Taxian Pavilion was mentioned in their chat, so he acted as a temporary shopkeeper and eavesdropped a few words distractedly.

In the past few days after the accident in the Yan family, people frequently tried to go to Buzhi Peak to inquire about the news, partly because they wanted to find out whether the rumored killer with different pupils really existed; The news about the hidden treasure in the dark palace, I want to take this opportunity to find out the truth.

Martial arts Zhengdao originally regarded Stepping Xiange as a demon sect, and they lived in peace for so many years, it was just that they couldn't find a suitable excuse to attack.

But now it was different.

Yan Xinghan's death was an excellent reason.

Regardless of whether the person Feng Yan said is true or not, as long as he has something to do with Taxian Pavilion, that's enough.

As for who the real culprit is, who else would really care about it except the Yan family?

For so many years, the rivers and lakes, which have been so calm and calm as if caught in a long and harsh winter, finally showed tiny cracks.

Under the ice, there is an undercurrent surging, each with its own ghosts.

Judging from the situation, once Xiao Jue's identity is exposed, the martial arts might use him as a sacrificial flag and conquer Taxian Pavilion.

Fu Shaoyu was a little more preoccupied.

After noon, the trembling boss slipped back to take a look.

Seeing that his shop was still there from a distance, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.When he got closer, he found that an old man from last night was standing behind the counter counting the price of drinks, his eyes widened immediately.

Why are you still in business?

Neither go nor stay.

Fu Shaoyu glanced at the two long tables joined together in the corner, recalling the intense and lingering events last night, with a solemn face, he took the shop out of the hands of the boss.

The price offered was much higher than what it was worth, so the boss was naturally overjoyed, and happily went home with the banknotes in his hands, planning to do some other small business.

Sitting at the door of this empty tavern, Fu Daxia suddenly thought of a sentence that was especially suitable for him-losing his wife and losing his army.

He waited until Jin Wuxi sank, but he didn't see half a figure again.

Fu Shaoyu secretly swore that when Xiao Jue came back, he would definitely teach this heartless little thing a lesson.

Left and right couldn't sleep, so he got on his horse and went back to Shangye first. Yan Xinghan was buried today, and the mansion with the white flags hanging was covered with a layer of misty clouds and mist. Apart from faint crying, nothing unusual was seen.

Xiao Jue did not come here either.

So what did he do?

Fu Shaoyu thought about it, but he couldn't figure it out.

He rode his horse northward, but did not move fast.There is still nearly half a month left before Grandpa's birthday, and he still has plenty of time to stop and go all the way to inquire about Xiao Jue's news.

On the fourth day, he finally heard back.

It is Juying's Feishu.

Open it, and there are eight big characters in the letter: step on the fairy to eliminate the trouble, but there is no trace of it.

Full of expectations, Fu Shaoyu has never been so depressed in his life.Rao has always had a measure of advance and retreat, upright and self-sustaining, but at this moment he couldn't control himself and drew his sword out of its sheath, and a big tree beside him was cut off in the middle.

The large cross-section of the bowl is neat and smooth, which shows its exquisite swordsmanship.

The big tree that fell suddenly threw up a cloud of dust, startling the horses that were grazing and resting.

With a long hiss, it raised its front hooves, turned the horse's head, broke loose from the knot tied to the tree trunk, and ran into the forest in a panic.

Fu Shaoyu usually treasured this horse the most, seeing it like this today, he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, so he chased after it patiently, but he disappeared in an instant.

After wandering around in the woods for a long time, Fu Shaoyu decided not to look for him, he would come back later anyway, he leaned against a tree with his sword in his arms and sulked alone.

Suddenly, the ear moved slightly.

He used his inner strength to listen carefully, and repeatedly confirmed that he heard correctly.

It is the sound of the intersection of swords.

Fu Shaoyu chased after the sound, and when he heard the sound more clearly, he identified about six or seven people.

He quickened his pace and turned around two bends, and saw a man in black clothes trapped in the sword array in the shadow of swords and swords. Looking at his back, Fu Shaoyu's heart tightened, and he immediately drew his sword to help.

Those people were not very skilled, Fu Shaoyu swept his sword energy, he knew that he was no match, he blocked it twice and retreated in a hurry.

Fu Shaoyu turned around quickly, and seeing the strange face of the man, his mood plummeted again.

It's just that I vaguely feel that something is wrong.

"Thank you for this young hero's help." The man folded his sword and clasped his fists, his eyes drooped and he did not look at Fu Shaoyu, his appearance was extremely humble.

Fu Shaoyu hesitated for a moment, and said: "Although it is abrupt, but Fu still wants to ask, what's the matter with your eyes?"

The man's left eye was covered by a white cloth, probably because of the intense fight just now, blood was seen on the cloth.

"It turns out that I am incompetent."

The man gave a wry smile, sat down on the ground, and untied the knot tied around his head, revealing the injured eye.

Fu Shaoyu's eyes darkened for a moment.

The place where the eyeball was supposed to be was hollowed out, and blood seeped out from inside, which was kind of scary.

Fu Shaoyu stepped forward to help him treat the wound, and then he listened to the man give an overview of his nightmare experience in the past few days.

He is self-confident that he is good at martial arts, and he is determined to make a fortune in the world.Recently, the accident of the Yan family has spread all over the world. He thinks that the trip to the fairy pavilion is arrogant and domineering, so like many people, he wants to go to Buzhi Peak to find out the news.

On the way, he ran into a man wearing a blindfold. He thought of the different pupils, so he paid attention to it and followed him quietly.

Fu Shaoyu asked: "What does he look like?"

"Very... handsome, with white and bloodless skin, like someone who hasn't seen the sun for a long time." The man tried his best to restrain his emotions, and didn't say anything that would damage his self-cultivation in front of his benefactor.

"Where did you meet him? What did he do then?" Fu Shaoyu was sure that he met Xiao Jue.

"Near Broken Dragon Mountain," the man said, "I followed him all the way to the north. I'm sure he, he is the mysterious killer of Taxiange! I saw him take off the blindfold while washing his face the other day. The rumors are true!"

Fu Shaoyu's hand paused slightly, almost poking the man's wound.

"He is really insidious and despicable. He knew that I was following him early in the morning, but he was probably injured two days ago, and he was not absolutely sure of defeating me, so he pretended not to know, and led me all the way to a wilderness, where he showed his fierceness .”

Recalling all the things where the eyes were gouged out, the heart-wrenching pain seemed to repeat itself. The man was agitated for a moment, and the eyes that had just stopped bleeding began to bleed again.

Fu Shaoyu didn't want to bandage him at all.

He was full of the phrase "I'm hurt" that he just said.

Xiao Jue was injured?What happened?How did you get hurt?Where did it hurt again?Is it serious?Why is there no news from him?

A series of doubts came to mind.

Fu Shaoyu picked a question that was not too suspicious: "Why did he hurt your eyes?"

"If you are so interested in me, why don't you come and be me."

Before Xiao Jue could finish his sentence, the sword glow flashed, and he easily gouged out one of his left eyes.

"Now all over the world are hunting for this person. He hurt my eyes and then released the news. He wants me to be his scapegoat." The man sighed, leaned on the tree trunk and shook his head, "This trick is dirty, but It is indeed useful. Just now, the young hero has also seen the situation, and it is a group of righteous people who claim to be smart and want to do justice for the sky."

Fu Shaoyu knew that he was innocent, but at the moment he was not in the mood to comfort him.

"Then Xiao... what about the person who hurt you? Have you seen where he is?"

"He took one of my eyes and ruined my reputation. I want to seek revenge from him." The man sighed again, "I only hate my incompetence. After chasing here this morning, I completely lost his trace."

Fu Shaoyu's heart skipped a beat.

He is nearby!

Seeing that he was eager to leave, the man thought he was going to make trouble for Xiao Jue, so he immediately grabbed Fu Shaoyu's robe hem, and earnestly reminded: "Young hero, don't be impulsive, that thief is playing tricks, don't let him go!" Don't be deceived by his weak appearance, I'm afraid you will suffer a loss if you go looking for it alone. I can..."

"Thank you for reminding me, Your Excellency will take good care of your wounds, and Fu will take the first step."

Fu Shaoyu didn't want to waste time, so he put two fingers into his mouth, and with a loud whistle, he recalled the galloping mount to his side.

Xiao Jue might be injured, he should rush to his side immediately to see if he is alright.

Twenty miles ahead is a small town, and further north is Peidu.

He entered the small town, searched all the inns and post stations, and asked people along the streets, but the information he got was mixed, false and true, and he couldn't figure it out.

Fu Shaoyu searched until midnight, but to no avail.

He was hungry, and only then remembered that he hadn't eaten today.

He found a small stall at random and ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles, but he didn't have much appetite, so he put down his chopsticks after two mouthfuls, paid the bill and left.

It was dark, and there were few pedestrians on the street.The night sky is not clear, and you can see dark clouds pressing up when you look up, and there will be heavy rain soon.

Fu Shaoyu planned to find a random inn to live in, and he would search carefully tomorrow, if he couldn't find it, he would go straight to Peidu to wait for someone.

Dark clouds obscured the faint moonlight, and in the dark night, when he passed a dark alley, he stopped in his tracks.

There are people in the alley.

Fu Shaoyu immediately turned his direction and walked into the alley, only to hear deep panting and hoarse whimpering, he quickened his pace, walked over and found two people lying in a pool of blood.

He quickly leaned down to check the situation, and when he got closer, he realized that these two people were besieging the scapegoat during the day.

One of them had his throat sealed with a sword and was already hopeless.

The other one was dying and couldn't make a sound. He could only pant quickly, and raised his trembling fingers to the exit at the other end of the alley.

Fu Shaoyu immediately chased after him.

There was a muffled sound of thunder above his head, and no matter how good his hearing was, he couldn't give full play to his strengths at this moment.

Fortunately, there seemed to be drips of blood on the ground. He bent down and followed the red marks all the way out, and chased to another narrow alley before the rain fell.

—Someone is fighting.

Fu Shaoyu's heart beat like a drum, and he rushed into the alley, and it happened that a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, and for a brief moment of light, he could clearly see the face of the person besieged by the three.

The face that made him love and hate.

Yuehua got out of the sheath, and without five moves, the three of them fell to the ground.

Xiao Jue turned around and wanted to escape, but he heard the man's voice behind him, which was more oppressive than the muffled thunder above his head: "Try running?"

Xiao Jue stopped moving.

Hearing the sound of footsteps getting closer, he secretly took a few deep breaths to slow down his breath, and when he turned around again, there was a seductive smile on his blood-stained face.

"Didn't you make an appointment to see Peidu, Brother Yu?"

Fu Shaoyu had already approached, and he pushed him back a step not very gently, Xiao Jue's back hit the alley wall heavily, he gritted his teeth and was unable to let out a muffled groan.

"Who made an appointment with you?"

Fu Shaoyu pinched his chin, forcing him to be caught in his gaze and unable to escape.

Another bolt of lightning strikes, turning Xiao Jue's face pale.

"Do you have a conscience? After running for a few days, do you know how I live?"

Fu Shaoyu bullied himself over, squeezed Xiao Jue against the wall and couldn't move, wiped off the blood on his calloused fingertips, rubbed his cheeks with red marks and still refused to stop.

Xiao Jue frowned slightly, and called him "Brother Yu", and then his body lightened, and he was carried by Fu Shaoyu on his shoulders.

His lower abdomen hurt so much, Xiao Jue hung his head upside down on him, begging for mercy in a low voice, "Can you let me down? Brother Yu, don't be angry."

This was the first time he was subdued like this, but Fu Shaoyu didn't buy it, and slapped his ass hard, "Shut up."

Fu Shaoyu carried him to the nearest inn. The waiter in the inn was stunned by his menacing appearance, and the usual phrase "to stay at the top or stay in the inn" got stuck in his throat. Patted in his arms, he carried the man upstairs.

Xiao Jue was thrown onto the bed, and Fu Shaoyu pressed him up, trying to take off his clothes.

Xiao Jue pressed the skirt of his clothes tightly and refused to let go, his eyes averted a bit, "Not today."

Fu Shaoyu laughed angrily, patted his palm, and said, "I'll see if you're injured, and don't do anything else."

Xiao Jue still refused to let go, and his tone became tough: "It's not hurt, don't look at it."

The smile on Fu Shaoyu's cheek gradually faded.