Thinking

Qi Si didn't know why they came back, maybe they wanted to rob his own horse, or maybe they wanted to rob them of money, but no matter which one he couldn't satisfy them, they would definitely use violence.

But the person at the head came over, looked at Qi Si from three steps away, and motioned for him to take off the veil again, Qi Si frowned, remembering that when he first met A Sigu, he regarded himself as a member of Zui Hua Lou The little boy felt ominous in his heart.

Seeing that he was not moving, the man pulled out the Mo Dao, with a blatant malice and joking smile on his face, his eyes wandered on Qi Si, and he moved forward to approach Qi Si, the blade pressed against Qi Si's chest, and stretched out his hand to pick Qi Si veil.

Qi Si didn't move until the moment the man's hand touched his veil.

Qi Si moved forward facing Mo Dao Dao, parrying the blade, and at the same time, the hand lying on the hatchet hidden behind him suddenly thrust forward, using all his strength, piercing his throat with lightning speed.

The man's eyes were wide open, before he had time to react, he stood up straight and twitched a few times before he was out of breath, Qi Si stretched out his hand and grabbed him against the stone wall beside him.

Then he snatched his Mo Dao and pulled out the hatchet. Crimson blood gushed out from the man's throat and stained the corner of Ji Si's robe.

There was a sound of "ho ho" from the man's throat, his life was drained rapidly, his eyes were wide open, with unbelievable horror and anger, the body leaned straight on the crack wall of the mountain fissure.

The man's partner thought that he was leaning on the stone wall and making fun of Qi Si through the dark mountain gap and the wind and snow, and even shouted a few words with a smile.

Qisi took advantage of this gap to slow down, and just now he did not use his internal strength for the blow, he calmed down and adjusted his internal breath, just hoping that the pain in his heart would not deprive him of the ability to resist later.

The howling wind blew in the mountains, making a shrill cry like a night owl.

Qi Si collected his mind, looked past the dead man in front of him, and looked at the second person walking towards him.

The man walked a few steps and felt that something was wrong, he quickly drew his knife forward, walked behind the dead man, and patted him.

Of course the dead would not answer, so Qi Si hid behind him holding the Mo knife, bypassing the corpse.

The man was a little puzzled, looked at Qi Si as if he was about to talk to him, and lowered the Mo Dao in his hand a little.

Qi Si smiled, his bright and clean eyes were bent, the man froze for a moment, and stretched out his hand to remove Qi Si's veil.

Immediately, Qisi made a move, holding the hatchet in his left hand and stabbing it with the Modao in his right hand. collide.

Jisi twisted his wrist, the hatchet pinned the blade of his saber, and the Modao in Jisi's right hand had pierced into his thick winter coat and into his abdomen.

With a twist of Qi Si's wrist, the blade turned wrongly, the man's face twisted in pain, and he fell backwards after twitching.

It was the second time in his life to kill someone, and such a slow and cruel duel made him sick.

But he guessed what these people would do to him once they were overpowered.

When these people came back and insisted on looking at his face, Qi Si realized that they were not Qiang government soldiers, but scattered soldiers wandering between tribal towns, who were more brutal and uneducated than bandits.

In the academy, Cao Lumin talked with other teenagers and said that these stragglers treated their targets like barbarians invading border towns, burning, killing, looting, and even insulting men and women without hesitation. Everyone was very angry when talking about these things Hate these behaviors, some tribes are uneducated, advocating the most primitive violence and desire, and there is no humanity in treating the weak.

But now when we meet, reasoning is useless, it can only be life and death.

The companions outside the gap felt something was wrong. In the dim light, they saw one person leaning against the mountain wall and the other slowly falling down, while Qi Si's body was hidden in the shadow behind them, like a poisonous snake waiting for its prey.

The rest of the people came together and entered the mountain gap one after another, approaching Qisi.

The horse behind him stamped its hooves uneasily, and Qi Si turned around to comfort it with the back of his hand.

Turning around, the man rushed over, and Qi Si pushed the dead man towards him.

Qi Si moved extremely fast, the Mo Dao stabbed out, the man's eyes froze for a moment, Qi Si withdrew the Mo Dao that had pierced his heart, and took a few steps back.

Falling into a long melee, but the suffocating pain in his heart was gradually unable to be suppressed. He had to do his best in every movement, and at the same time faced the pain like a broken heart, as if the knife that pierced the opponent's heart was pierced in his own chest.

The wind and snow were blowing, the sky was dark, and a small mountain gap in the valley still turned into a hell of hope.

When he was with Yu Ke in Fanghua Temple, he heard the monks in the temple say "like falling into hell" when he was preaching, and now he is like falling into hell.

While killing people, he suffered from the pain of God's punishment.

Pieces of pure white snowflakes were drawn into the mountain crevices by the hunting wind, landed on Qisi's shoulders and eyebrows, and landed on the gleaming blade of the Mo knife, which was cut in half.

As the hand raised the knife, the picture in front of me became more and more shaky, and every moment of consciousness was slower than every movement.

A proud eagle roared in the sky, cutting through the snow and cold wind.

When the eighth person was killed, the corpses under his feet had already piled up on the ground in the mountain gap.

The pain in his heart has already hit his head with a dull pain, this is his limit.

The remaining five or six people confronted him outside the mountain gap, and the scene was deadlocked.

A flash of sword light fell, followed by the crisp sound of several swords touching each other mixed with the sound of the wind, in the bloody mountain crevice.

Qi Si's absent-minded eyes saw a man outside wielding a sword and fighting with those few people, his skills were sharp.

The man seemed to be yelling something towards Qisi while the sword was flying, only the sound of "boom" and "boom" was left in Qisi's ears as he hit him with pain, and the sound from outside seemed to be separated by a layer. Watery, dull blur.

He watched that man's sword sharp like a shadow, Feixue cut the throat of the first man, stabbed the heart of the second man, and the back of the third man...

In the end, the man put away his long sword, and his tall and slender figure walked into the gap in the mountain. With the light behind him, he stepped on the corpses all over the ground, passed through the bloody darkness, and stood in front of Qi Si.

He leaned his head on his shoulder and said something to him loudly.

Qi Si barely stood up straight, still holding the Mo Dao in his hand, his instinct kept him from falling down, even his posture was still very straight, he seemed to be numb from the pain.

He raised his head to look at that person with difficulty, under the dim snowy sky, this person's face was deep and blurred, only a pair of beautiful gray-green eyes could be seen, anxious and bewildered, but very pure.

Qi Si opened his mouth slightly, and said silently: "Yuan Feng..."

Then the two hands holding Mo Dao lost strength, and the blade fell to the ground.

Yuan Feng looked at the corpses spread out on the floor, and Qi Si's eyes, which could hardly focus, met his own, feeling very complicated.

He realized that Qi Si was no longer aware of what he was talking about, so he hugged Qi Si horizontally and walked out of the mountain gap. With a loud whistle, a tall and strong figure flew across the snow curtain and ran to him.

Yuan Feng got on the horse with Qi Si in his arms, wrapped his clothes in a cloak, and protected Qi Si in his arms. With one hand, he lightly lifted the reins to let Fei Guang carry them back. Leave Cullmore Ridge.

For nearly half a month, Qi Si either fell into a coma like a dead body under the medicine of Duji Hei, or woke up with enough energy to endure the pain and find a way to escape. In the end, he walked hundreds of miles alone against the wind and snow in pain. Accompanied by the pain of a severed heart vein, after a fight, the whole person was on the verge of collapse.

Chong Yi looked at Qi Si on the bed with dark eyes.

The doctor diagnosed the "ten thousand bone dryness" accumulated on Qi Si's body for many days, and Chong Yi discovered the severe wear and tear of Qi Si's heart.Asigu inquired about the news, saying that Yu Ke, the sixth prince of Jin Kingdom, had been missing in Yan Kingdom for more than ten days.A few people guessed Qisi's experience these days in close agreement.

Asigu scolded the eldest prince and Duji angrily, wishing to tear Duji, a lunatic, to pieces.

"Let the king take a look at Yu Ke's appearance, and see if he can spare the prince!" A Sigu said angrily.

"In the end, it was Duji who did it. It's not difficult for the eldest prince to let it go. The king may not be on Yu Ke's side," Yuan Bing said in a deep voice.

"Then what should we do? Could it be that Yu Ke was quietly sent back to the country of Yan, and there was no evidence against the two, so let the matter go away?" A Sigu was very unhappy.

The Great Liang King had always favored and even indulged the Eldest Prince. It was not impossible for him to change his mind and help the Eldest Prince to separate the relationship and even kill Yu Ke to silence him.

"You can't leave it to them, Asigu, you should ask who was sent by the Yan Kingdom. Since the eldest prince blocked the news from the beginning, His Majesty said he didn't know when he asked," Yuan Feng said after thinking for a moment.

A Sigu hesitated for a moment, but he still did what Yuan Feng said, and went out to ask people to inquire.

Chong Yi was silent for a long time, looked at Yuan Feng and said, "You already know your junior brother."