Huafa Luoyang

There was no movement.

Zhuang Jiuyao was behind him, and now he took a step forward, seeing Nangong Changyang sleeping peacefully, his heart skipped a beat.In the past, he pushed his shoulder: "Senior?"

Turning his head to the side and looking at Xun Luo, he stretched out his hand to feel Nangong Changyang's breath, his breathing tightened immediately, and he hurried to get his pulse again.Knowing that something happened, Xun Luo quickly said, "Look at his eyeballs."

In the middle of speaking, Zhuang Jiuyao had already opened Nangong Changyang's eyes.

Seeing this, both of them were shocked, Nangong Changyang died with a broken body under their noses!

Zhuang Jiuyao straightened up, seeing Xun Luo frowned, turned around and checked again unwillingly, it was indeed Broken Yin, or in other words, it was indeed Broken Yin in the eyes of others.

Nangong Changyang's eyes were already two turbid, blood-red colored glass beads.

At this moment, his heart suddenly became cold, he didn't know what Xun Luo was thinking, and there was nothing left in his mind, only one thought reverberated - Xun Luo's poison could not be cured.

This thought almost turned into a poisonous snake, and instantly entangled his heart.

Everyone is selfish, he has always known it, but he didn't know that he was so selfish before.

Leaving aside the previous grievances, he now relies on Nangong Changyang to save Xun Luo, and because he couldn't save him, he complained to the dead man, and even thought that it would be great if he could be cured before he died.

Such a entanglement of thoughts, Xun Luo didn't know, seeing Zhuang Jiuyao was speechless for a moment, he patted his face lightly: "Jiuyao? What's wrong with you?"

Seeing him come back to his senses, Xun Luo said: "I have to leave quickly, senior Nangong died in Suiyin, that old servant surnamed Chen saw us coming with his own eyes."

Zhuang Jiuyao was startled when he heard the words, and then he realized that the person in his heart had been tricked.At this moment, Zhuang Ning'er's voice came from outside: "Hey, old man Chen, are you back?"

Oh no.

Old Chen was dressed in the early morning chill, and just entered the yard when he saw two girls, hearing Zhuang Ninger's polite question, so he paused, smiled kindly, and replied: "Yes, I was delayed for some time. , Miss, can you see my master?"

Zhuang Ning'er also smiled: "Still sleeping."

"Still sleeping?" Old Chen was surprised, "Master always wakes up early, what's wrong today?"

He said "accompany you less" and walked towards the main room.

He stepped over the threshold with his front foot, and Zhuang and Xun appeared in the courtyard with their back feet.Zhuang Ning'er was surprised and wanted to say something, Zhuang Jiuyao put the bag in her hand on her body: "Don't ask anything, just take Mi'er and go quickly! The Liuhe Formation is broken, just keep walking along the path."

As soon as the words were finished, the old Chen had brought out a long knife, shouted "Where to go", and came on the offensive fiercely.

Qi Yun and Zhuang Ning'er rushed forward to resist, but he didn't care about it, and didn't care whether he would be injured, and just attacked Zhuang Jiuyao blindly.

"Grandpa Chen, listen to me!" Zhuang Jiuyao shouted while hiding.

How can Lao Chen listen to it? His moves are very sophisticated, and his moves are getting more and more dense. Qi Yun and Zhuang Ning'er are gradually unable to intervene. His eyes turned red with anger.

Zhuang Jiuyao was good at lightness, so he ran around the yard a few times, seeing that there was no way to avoid it, he simply stopped.Lao Chen's men didn't stop, and the long knife hit the side of his neck with a swipe.

Zhuang Ning'er let out a low exclamation, thinking that her young master was about to be beheaded, so she rushed out without thinking much.

The long knife was so powerful that it was impossible to stop it immediately, but at this moment it turned abruptly, the back of the knife slashed on Zhuang Jiuyao's shoulder, and the edge of the knife tilted, touching the skin on the side of his neck.

It turned out that Xun Luo rushed over, holding the knife with both hands.At this time, Zhuang Ning'er was still two steps away, and was shocked for a moment.

Xun Luo knew in his heart that Lao Chen didn't mean to kill Zhuang Jiuyao, if it wasn't for this move, with him now, let alone grabbing the blade, he wouldn't even be able to see the shadow of the knife clearly.

He didn't think too much when he rushed over, but he instinctively used force, but the blade was sharp, and he had no air to protect his body, even if he bent his palm out of an arc of avoidance, his palm was still cut.

At this time, the blood flowed down the blade, and fell down again, everything was still, only the sound of the wind shaking the smiling tree crown remained.

Zhuang Jiuyao's voice was a little unsteady: "A Xun, get out of the way."

Xun Luo didn't move, his hands holding the knife trembled slightly, Zhuang Jiuyao said with red eyes: "Trust me."

After a moment of stubborn stalemate, Xun Luo withdrew his hand.The bloody smell rushed towards Zhuang Jiuyao's face along the wind, his heart trembled slightly, he looked at Old Chen again, and said loudly, "Grandpa Chen, I didn't kill Senior Nangong."

Old Chen's voice was painful: "How do you want me to believe you? Isn't that Broken Yin belonged to your Medicine King Valley? Wasn't it you who stayed in this yard last night?"

"The Broken Yin belongs to my Valley of the Medicine Kings, and I am the one who lives here." Zhuang Jiuyao said, "But that is not the Broken Yin at all, because of this fake Broken Yin, the Valley of the Medicine Kings has been destroyed. If you inquire about it, you will know that the whole Jianghu is now looking for me, the owner of the valley."

Lao Chen shook his head and repeated: "How do you ask me to believe you?"

Before Zhuang Jiuyao could answer, he showed a little confused expression again, and said in a sighing tone: "You were only six years old, and you already wanted to kill your master. You have worked so hard for 20 years. Could it be that the hatred is gone? How do you know that the fake Broken Yin is also from your hands?"

What does it mean?Xun Luo was a little dazed, Zhuang Jiuyao and Nangong Changyang were enemies?

Before he could think about it, Zhuang Jiuyao took a step forward, and the blade cut through the skin of his neck, blood seeped out and stained the blade.

Seeing this, Xun Luo took a step forward, Zhuang Jiuyao waved his hand, motioning him to step back, and said with a smile: "The five of us together are no match for you now, you can kill us, but if you do this, there will be no People can control the demon sword again. Senior Nangong's reputation may be ruined, and the real murderer will probably have no worries in his life."

Old Chen shook his hand: "You already know?"

"You don't even believe it when you say it." Zhuang Jiuyao smiled, "You went to see off the guests yesterday, Senior Nangong said it himself."

The three little ones next to him were all at a loss, and Lao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the word "see off".Xun Luo frowned, Nangong Changyang's sentence "I harmed those children" originally meant this.

Thinking about it, besides Nangong Changyang, who else could have the ability to make Taoist Shouyin willing to live in Yunya Peak just to keep a knife.

Zhuang Jiuyao took another step forward, and Lao Chen gave way slightly, preventing the blade from hurting him again.

Zhuang Jiuyao obviously expected it, and said calmly: "I didn't come here for revenge, nor for myself. I just asked for an antidote for my good friend. Senior Nangong knew my reason for coming, otherwise I would have passed Liuhe How can I sit down and talk with Senior?"

After he finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice: "Grandpa Chen, we were not the only guests you saw yesterday. I don't know who that person is, but you think that if you kill us, the secret of the Demon Sword will be preserved." Are you staying?"

The knife in Lao Chen's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and he looked at him in disbelief: "No."

"Look," Zhuang Jiuyao said calmly, "You have already made a judgment in your heart."

Old Chen was stunned for a long time, but he bent down and picked up the long knife without taking any precautions.

It was only then that Xun Luo realized that he was really old, his back suddenly bent so badly that he looked like he should have been in the grave long ago.He could only hear him whisper: "Let's go."

"Grandpa Chen, Jiuyao dare not forget your kindness from 20 years ago, so I have one more thing to remind you." Zhuang Jiuyao said sincerely, "When we leave, you will redo the Liuhe formation and seal it off." The way to come. After I solve everything, I will return you the truth."

Old Chen chuckled lightly, and said in a deep voice: "I'm not up to you to say what I want to do. Letting you go today is not because I really believed your words, but because it would be useless to kill you, not to mention that you don't live long. Both of you will not live long. You must understand better than me."

Everyone was silent, or frightened, or flustered, or confused.But Xun Luo's expression did not show any clues, and Zhuang Jiuyao also stood still.

Old Chen turned and went back to the house. He walked very slowly, as if he was extremely tired. He muttered as he walked, "This river and lake is a curse, and it really cannot be peaceful. Once you have participated in it, don't even think about withdrawing, even if you retreat to the mountains and forests." , or flee back to the court, no one can enjoy life, and it is simply a luxury to want to die peacefully..."

His voice gradually became inaudible, Zhuang Jiuyao knelt down and kowtowed three times towards the main room.He got up and said, "Let's go."

After several people left, a person came out from the bamboo forest behind the house.He entered the yard and stood under the deep mountain with a smile for a while, then suddenly smiled, and said softly to himself: "Who made the broken Yin, is it that important?"

After he finished speaking, he pulled out a scimitar with his backhand, and walked slowly towards the main room.

When I came out, I walked along the path until the sound of the water on the cliff of Baizhang Lake gradually disappeared, and a few people stopped.

Zhuang Ning'er helped Zhuang Jiuyao heal the wound on his neck, while Zhuang Jiuyao took hold of Xun Luo's hand and bandaged it for him, the palm was already scarred, and now it was blood red again.

Neither of them said a word, as if the injury was not on their body, they continued walking as if nothing had happened after the treatment.The Liuhe formation is no longer effective, the forest has turned back to an ordinary forest, and the mountain road is still a grassy mountain road.

Not long after, I have reached the edge of the phoenix tree forest. I thought that the starry sky as good as last night must be a sunny day today, but I didn't expect the weather to be gloomy, and even the wind was much stronger than the day before.

Mi'er couldn't move anymore, Zhuang Ning'er couldn't bear it any longer, and called Zhuang Jiuyao: "Master, rest." Zhuang Jiuyao nodded, and she asked cautiously, "Master, are you okay?" ?”

Zhuang Jiuyao smiled and said, "It's okay."

Along the way, Xun Luo was usually silent, and Zhuang Jiuyao didn't say anything.

Downhill is much faster than uphill, and we have reached the foot of Fengwu Mountain in the afternoon.A few people didn't ask where they were going, they seemed to be walking along their feet, and they could already see Luohua Town in the dark.

Entering Luohua from Zhenbei, and passed the old man's small courtyard, there was light in the courtyard, but this time, no one was in the mood to look at it.

The inn I stayed in before was in the west of Zhenxi, and I was heading there, but Mi'er obediently walked all the way, but now she seemed to be tired, and suddenly started crying, and refused to leave no matter what.

Zhuang Jiuyao was usually very patient with her, letting her do whatever she wanted, but now she sighed helplessly, but still pointed to the street not far away where some lanterns were still lit: "Go there and have a look."

This seems to be the most dilapidated street in the entire Luohua Town. It is clear that it is not forbidden at night, but most of the shops along the street are closed, and it is impossible to tell what they are selling. It looks deserted.There was only one inn with lanterns on, and it was the one a few people saw at the intersection just now.

The inn was not satisfactory, not to mention how comfortable it was, but at least it was clean, and the shopkeeper's attitude was not bad, Zhuang Jiuyao's face softened a bit.

He had tensed his nerves all day today, and he was tired now, so he stood aside and saw Zhuang Ning'er asked for three rooms.

In fact, he wanted to say that he wanted a room alone, but every time he looked at Xun Luo along the way, his heart throbbed, and he was numb by now.So I really want to stay away from him, so that I can calm down.

But when the words came to his lips, he was too lazy to speak.

Regardless of whether they could sleep or not, the group of people were looking forward to the bed very much at this time, and they entered their rooms without saying much.Xun Luo originally thought that he would not be able to fall asleep, but soon fell asleep without knowing the time.

At five o'clock, the window frame cracked very slightly.

Although Xun Luo's internal energy was gone, and his senses were not as sharp as before, the vigilance formed by years of bloodshed with swords and swords was still there, and the sound like the wind blowing was still very clear in his ears.

He woke up with a start, and immediately reached out to push Zhuang Jiuyao, only to find that the couch next to him was empty.

Standing up abruptly, just for a moment, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes.A cold light flashed from the tip of the knife, and it came straight to his chest.

Finally came to the door.

The author has something to say:

Yiwan: Hey, we just want to find an antidote, why is it like this?The author must have done it on purpose!

Zhuang Jiuyao: Indifference.jpg (one side has drawn out the knife)

Xun Luo: ...