Huafa Luoyang

The night is cold as water.

On the edge of the city, Xun Luo stood at the end of the path, facing the direction of Jinling City, as if waiting for someone to appear.He remained motionless, and there was a low rolling hill not far behind him. The path stretched past and turned a corner, hidden behind the mountain.

The field that I had seen with Zhuang Jiuyao had faded green, and the tops of the grass blades were stained with a dry color, indicating the coming of the cold season.

Zhuang Jiuyao...

The wind blows suddenly, blowing the grass.Xun Luo was a little stunned for a moment, turned around and glanced at the mountain in a strange way, then turned around and raised the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, lowered his head, and said softly for a long time: "Pedestrians are even outside the Spring Mountain."

I don't know how long Xun Luo stood there, but finally, from the distance beyond the city, a figure galloped towards him, and the wind was filled with a strong smell of blood.

This night the moon was shining brightly, making Xun Luo's eyes extraordinarily deep.Wu Sanniang's face was clearly stained with blood, whether it was hers or her guard's.

She had already seen Xun Luo, so she slowed down, and finally stopped in front of him, ten steps away.When they met each other, she chuckled lightly: "It came so fast."

Xun Luo looked up at the moon and asked, "Why do you want to run when you know you can't escape?"

"You know that you are going to die, why do you still live?" Wu Sanniang smiled, and she could see the good looks of her youth, "Some things are still done knowing the result, isn't this human? You and I it's the same."

"Really?" Xun Luo lowered his head again, as if thinking carefully.

There was silence all around, Xun Luo waited silently, and when Wu Sanniang had fully breathed, she raised her long knife and said, "Draw your sword."

Xun Luo nodded, the unattractive black iron black sword came out, the brilliance was all under the blade.Wu Sanniang smiled: "Thank you for looking down on me, this sword is very beautiful."

The two started fighting, Wu Sanniang knew that even if she was not injured, she would have no chance of winning against Xun Luo, now she had already had a fierce fight when she escaped, and she was suppressed as soon as she came up.

But she is still struggling to swing the knife, which is the most instinctive and most unforgivable dignity of a knight.

As the last move, Xun Luo slammed her wrist.The long knife almost fell out of her hand, she tried her best to turn her wrist, and grabbed it hard.

In such a moment, the tip of Xun Luo's sword was pointed at her throat.

She let out an indistinct laugh and closed her eyes, but she didn't wait for Xun Luo to move.

Wu Sanniang opened her eyes hesitantly, and saw that Xun Luo was holding a fish pattern jade pendant in her hand, and froze suddenly.The knife fell to the ground without making a sound, she stretched out her hand tremblingly, and caught the jade pendant.

Xun Luo remained expressionless, and only said softly: "The person has been buried, I only found this in the fire."

She was lured to leave the inn that day, but unexpectedly, it took only half a day, and when she came back, the entire inn had been reduced to ashes.

She looked at the scorched black body, but she didn't dare to go over to make sure it was him.It seems that as long as he doesn't pass, he is still alive.

At that time, she was full of anger and blood, she raised the knife and turned away with red eyes, only the thought of killing Song Ming and burying him with him remained in her mind.

I didn't expect that I would never go back after leaving.

Wu Sanniang clenched the jade pendant tightly, and put her fist on her heart. She didn't cry or roar, but her voice trembled imperceptibly: "He is just an ordinary person who has nothing to do with martial arts. He took me in when I was at my worst. , guarded me for the rest of my life, and finally died because of me. I am sorry for him, I just dare not look at him, I dare not..."

The voice gradually became low, and Xun Luo suddenly said: "That day when I was in your inn, I saw that you were angry and dropped something, and he came up with a smile on his face. I thought it was strange, so I looked at him. He saw that I was puzzled and said that as long as you don't leave him, he will be happy no matter what."

The cool wind blew again, and Wu Sanniang smiled softly when she remembered the scene of that day.Then she raised her head, her eyes sparkling: "Move..."

A word only started, and the Emei thorn that Xun Luo held in her hand sank into her heart at some point, and the smile was fixed on her face.

She fell down slowly, and the tear that came so late fell down, slid down the corner of her eye and fell into the grass without a sound.

Xun Luo looked up at the sky, it was full moon, and it was fifteen again.

When his figure was no longer visible, three people came out from behind the mountain along the path.

Zhuang Jiuyao strode forward, and Zhuang Ning'er led Mi'er to trot behind him, muttering: "I said to rest at the edge of that town, what are you doing? Hurry up and drink Did you go to the Naihe bridge after taking Mengpo soup? How can you deal with it on the way when you get sick later?"

"My little ancestor, you've been talking about it all the time." Zhuang Jiuyao looked fine, "Look at how quiet our Mi'er is? Isn't the Jinling City ahead?"

Probably because he was afraid that Zhuang Ning'er would have an attack, he turned his head and smiled reassuringly: "Hao Ning'er, don't worry. You won't die after taking the medicine."

Zhuang Ning'er sighed helplessly, Zhuang Jiuyao paused with a smile, waited for the two girls to catch up, reached out and patted Mi'er on the head.Immediately after turning his head, he saw a corpse in front of him, and quickly pulled Mi'er to block behind him.

"Why..." Zhuang Ning'er was startled, and the next moment she looked up and saw it, her voice stopped abruptly.

The two looked at each other, Zhuang Jiuyao asked Zhuang Ning'er to protect Mi'er, and stepped forward.After a while he retreated, pointing to the barren grass next to him: "Go around there." He lifted his foot and walked away.

"Don't worry about it, my lord?" Zhuang Ning'er simply carried Mi'er on his back, and asked after him.

"What if we're all dead?" Zhuang Jiuyao shook his head, "We're just in time for the beginning of a good show, how can we tear people down."

When Wu Sanniang died, she died on the edge of Jinling City not far from Wu's house.

Fang Qin rushed over with Fang Si and the doctor, and Song Qiao and Wu Tian also came.In front of everyone, Fang Qin called the doctor to see the corpse.

The doctor examined it and said, "It was a weapon that pierced the heart to death, but this wound doesn't seem to be caused by an ordinary dagger..."

There was a layer of sweat on his head, and he inspected the wound carefully again, hesitating for a while.Fang Qin frowned, and before he could speak, Wu Tian said sharply, "Tell me! Can't you see it?"

"No, no, no." The doctor was startled by Wu Tian's voice, "It's just this... this, this, this wound, it seems to be in the shape of a five-petaled flower..."

As soon as the doctor's words came out of his mouth, everyone present was shocked.Fang Qin couldn't help staring at Song Qiao, his eyes were calm.

He was obviously his junior, but when he saw his eyes, Song Qiao suddenly felt a trace of panic, and hurriedly said, "No, no, it's impossible. Madame was ill last night, so it's impossible to go out."

Wu Tian was furious: "Song Qiao, are you jumping over the wall in a hurry? Besides your wife's family's Emei thorn, is there any school or school of weapons in the Jianghu that kills people to bloom flowers?"

"No, not necessarily..." Fang Si said softly beside him.

Wu Tian raised his voice and said "En", and looked at him with raised eyebrows, Fang Si flinched and did not dare to speak.

Song Qiao pointed at Fang Si as if grasping at a straw, and gritted his teeth: "You! Say it!"

Fang Si raised his head and glanced at Fang Qin, who said nothing.Wu Tiantian glared at him, Fang Siyi closed his eyes, and said without hesitation: "I think, although the weapon is a unique weapon, it does not rule out the possibility that someone stole the Emei thorn to frame Mrs. Song."

As soon as Song Qiao took a breath, it seemed that the leader had confirmed his innocence, and also confirmed that someone had ulterior motives, so he became very angry and stared at Wu Tian viciously.

Wu Tiantian was in a panic, pointing at him: "What do you see me doing? Huh?" Then he turned to Fang Si: "What the hell do you mean?"

Seeing that both parties had the intention of not giving up, Fang Qin suddenly said: "The matter has not been investigated clearly, so how about it. Head Song, please feel wronged by Mrs. Song, so I can only stay at Wu's house for the time being. Please be safe and don't be impatient. Madam is innocent, and Fang will definitely give you justice."

Turning to Wu Tian again: "Don't worry, uncle, no matter who did it, I will definitely find out the murderer and avenge third uncle."

After hearing this, Song Qiao turned pale, and finally completely stripped off the demeanor and rationality of the usual head of the school.His eyes were full of hatred, like tarsal maggots, passing the faces of the people present one by one, then turned and left.

Wu Tian was also furious, and because Fang Qin's words were not easy to explode, he just gave Fang Si a hard look, and took Wu Sanniang's body on his shoulders, and said goodbye.

Fang Qin stared at Wu Sanniang's clenched fist from a distance, and watched the people in front of him get farther and farther away, suddenly smiled, and asked softly, "Where's Emei Ci?"

Fang Si hurriedly said: "Young palm... the leader is at ease. Miss Tianqing is careful and has sent the Emei thorn back to Mrs. Song's room. The rabbit is in a hurry and bites, this time the Pingning faction was entangled Come on, it won't be easy to clean up."

"What lord, the position of lord is just a decoration. Anyone who is capable has his own plan. Have you seen anyone or heard someone's words?" Fang Qin smiled and looked at the blood on the ground. Doesn't it mean to look down upon you if you fight hard? If you really become the leader in the future, it won't be too late to call at that time."

He didn't expect to get Fang Si's answer, so he closed his clothes and said, "It's really cold today, let's go back."

Xun Luo stayed peacefully in the inn where he stayed temporarily.The inn is still on the edge of the city, not very big, not many people, but clean.

He didn't know what the Wu family was like at this time, and he didn't want to know.As an assassin, his only mission is to kill people.

It's just that the tear in the corner of Wu Sanniang's eye is always flashing in front of his eyes. This is the first time that he has done extra things in the assassination mission.

It's different, probably because I died once, and my state of mind is slightly different from before.

When it was about to dawn, the window frame rang three times, Xun Luo opened the door, and after a while, the sky flashed in, and he knew the whole process.

Song Qiao returned to Wu's house and pretended not to ask Mrs. Song for the Emei thorn. Mrs. Song didn't know what happened, so she gave it to him very calmly.He thought that there would be no problem, but by coincidence, he discovered that there were bloodstains in the pattern grooves of the Emei thorn that had not been cleaned up.

Mrs. Song was indisputable. Under his questioning, she left Wu's house in a rage and disappeared.

After finding her in the middle of the night, Song Qiao found her by the moat, but it was a pity that she was already a corpse.

It seemed unbearable to be framed, and committed suicide by drinking a sword.

The place where her body was found was not far from a mountain villa of the Ping Ning faction. At that time, Wu Tian's wife and her old son were inside.

Shocked by his wife's steadfastness, Song Qiao, who also regretted wronging her for wronging her, went mad at that moment when he thought of his dilapidated Shangzhen faction.

He raised his sword and stabbed his wife's Emei into the villa.

Blood flows into a river.

When Fang Qin, Wu Tian, ​​Wu Shuiyan and others arrived, Song Qiao had disappeared.

Tian Qing stopped here, Xun Luo remained silent.Then the two tidied up a bit and left the city gate together.

When the genius Ma Maliang was born, the two of them were already waiting by the edge of Jinling City, hiding under a gentle slope covered with withered grass, and they could clearly see the whole wilderness scene in their eyes.

When the sun just emerged, with his back to the light, Song Qiao appeared in a hurry.

He was running in a hurry, and when he reached the boundary between light and shadow, he saw a person standing in the shadow, who seemed to be waiting for him.

Song Qiao slowed down.

Xun Luo frowned slightly, watching the movement over there.

His eyesight was excellent, and he saw that Song Qiao stopped ten steps away from the man, clenched the sword in his hand, but did not make any further movements, his cheeks bulged slightly, probably from clenching his teeth.

Song Qiao seemed to be resentful and tense, and at the same time very puzzled.