Jiuhuai

"Are you waiting for me?"

He faced the woman in red, who spread her hands at him to indicate that she had no weapons, and then smiled harmlessly.

"I can't beat you."

"Your attitude has always made life worse than death."

He stared at Chu Huan vigilantly and said in a cold voice, the man shook his head and said almost sighing.

"It's not necessary to use it."

"The Chu family's medical skills have always been passed on alone, but Ding Buxing of my generation left me alone in the end."

"I saved him twice, which counts as repaying the Yun family's kindness for taking him in. What I did today is destiny, and I know that there is nothing I can do."

He lowered his eyes pensively, and responded absently with "Yes".

"You've done things so far, I'm afraid it's not just to repay a favor." Chu Huan was startled when he heard the sound, and smiled lightly at his cold expression.

"Women, there will always be someone you like."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a flash of silver light, he suddenly approached, maybe it had penetrated Chu Huan's heart, the porcelain vase in the woman's hand fell to the ground, he kicked it with his feet, and saw the word "corrosion bone" on the vase, as expected. Taking advantage of his distraction to kill him, Chu Huan held the blade of the sword with both hands, his eyes were loose, but he coughed up a mouthful of blood, and Gu Zi murmured.

"In the past, he was the son of the grand master and looked down on me. Later, he was full of revenge and couldn't tolerate me. That's fine, at least we can walk side by side on Huangquan Road..."

"You can rest assured." He pulled out his long sword abruptly, and watched Chu Huan fall to the ground coldly. Ying Sheyin rushed over at the moment when he saw Chu Huan die.

"Have you solved the translation?"

He asked calmly, cut off Chu Huan's head cruelly, and then looked back at him. Ying Sheyin noticed that he was fixedly looking at the wound on his arm, and hurriedly waved his hand.

"Small injury, Wei Junzhaoshi is already dead."

"Wait for me in the bamboo forest in the northeast corner."

He nodded and said indifferently, shaking off the blood that was not fixed, he raised his foot and was about to step into the courtyard. Ying Sheyin hesitated for a moment, but still wanted to follow with some uneasiness. Picking up Chu Huan's head, he turned and ran towards the northeast.

He walked straight to the people in the courtyard without looking sideways, step by step heavy and slow, there was a flute sound that was clear and shattered, but it was a song "Ode to Farewell".

"Since you're here, why don't you talk?"

The man paused to play, his voice was low, and it was still the familiar gentle tone in his memory, as if he was coddling a child.

"Thinking about how to call it, Yuliang, Yunlian, leader, or master."

He said indifferently, his right hand that was lightly pressed on the hilt of the sword suddenly clenched.The man turned the wheelchair to face him. As he thought, it was indeed a gentle, gentle and harmless face, but there was a bit of depression between the brows.

"I respect you like a father, accompany me for two years, care for me, and teach me swordsmanship, but now I really hate you."

There was murderous intent in his eyes, and his voice was heavy and serious, but his body was trembling uncontrollably, maybe it was because of chills, or anger, or of course it might be fear and disbelief, which he didn't know.

"Jun Chenyan said that the Yun family was in trouble, and the emperor slaughtered my whole family."

"If you saw the way your father and brother were executed by Ling Chi, would you understand me?"

The man lowered his head slightly, and let out a low laugh with a disappointed look on his face. He couldn't hold back any longer, and with the long sword unsheathed, he groaned coldly:

"If you want me to understand you, do you understand me? What did I do wrong to make you tease? Because I'm blind and easy to fool?"

The man kept silent, turned his head away and did not dare to look at him, and he said calmly after a while.

"Let's make a break today."

Hearing the other party's calm and breezy words, his face became more and more ferocious, he raised his long sword suddenly to the man, and said sharply.

"Will you fight me with such a broken body?"

"No need." The man said softly, closed his eyes and raised his head, exposing his snow-white neck under his collar.

"Since you are alive, I have already lost."

He gritted his teeth, and as soon as his figure retracted, he pressed against the man's neck. His hands were still trembling, but the sharp blade had cut through the man's skin. A line of blood slowly dripped down. The man sighed very softly.

"Feel sorry."

His eyes were as red as a lion's glaring, and he exerted a sudden force on his wrist.

Blood spattered three feet, and the head fell to the ground.

"Today I made carp for my teacher, come and taste it."

"Look at the bruise on your knee, how careless you are."

"The strength is not enough, hold the sword firmly."

"Don't be melancholy, I also had a family."

"Leng'er, I will present this jade pendant to you as soon as you become a teacher, as a thank you, there will be a bright future."

"But please don't hate me."

He stood there with a dazed expression, but at that time he didn't understand why he said "don't hate" when he parted with that person. Now that he thought about it, probably since then, the other party's plan of revenge has been planned in his heart.

As he thought about it, the black hair on the top of his head quickly faded to white, and his head turned white in an instant. He looked down and saw his snow-like temples. He was still expressionless, but he felt a little pain in his eye sockets, as if thousands of ants were gnawing on him. Like heartburn.

Then his heart shrank suddenly and his eyes went dark, he raised his hand tremblingly to cover his eyes, and vaguely saw the black blood dripping from between his fingers.

After a while, he suddenly let out a low laugh, and this low laugh gradually turned into a big laugh. He raised his head, laughing hysterically like a maniac, even though he knew that his eyes were empty and his face was covered with blood, and he was in pain all over his body. It would relieve a little because of this, but he couldn't help laughing happily. When the tear mole was completely covered by black blood, he finally softened his limbs and knelt down abruptly.

"Master..." He whispered slightly choked up.

Ying Sheyin was standing in the bamboo grove agreed upon with Yingbu, he had seen nearly two sticks of incense sticks and hadn't appeared yet, so he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy in his heart. He was pacing back and forth with his head down, when he suddenly raised his eyes, he saw a not far away A shaky figure walked towards him, and he took a closer look, only to find that the man's head was covered with silver threads, and his eyes were also covered with a dark red and black cloth.

Taking advantage of his hesitation, the man had already approached. Looking at it this way, the blindfold was not a black cloth, but a white gauze stained with black blood. Ying Sheyin still didn't dare to recognize it. But the man walked up to him and handed over a bloody bundle.

"Give it to the emperor together."

With chapped lips, Ying Sheyin said in a hoarse voice almost trembling, Ying Sheyin took over the burden, seeing him so numb, his heart ached.

"Let's go back to the palace and find the best doctor in the world..."

"...The eyeballs are gone." He said indifferently with disapproval, turned his head and was about to leave, Ying Sheyin panicked when he heard the sound, and hurriedly stepped forward to block his way, trembling in panic.

"Brother..."

The other party turned a deaf ear and passed him indifferently.

"I'm tired."

He said softly, his silver hair was very disheveled, his back was slightly hunched, he paused, and turned his head with a sad and helpless smile.

"I want to take a break by myself."

Ying Sheyin knew that this was a refusal, this time he didn't know when to see him again, he was reluctant to part with him, and he understood the sorrow in his heart, but the situation calmed down and the other party didn't want to entangle with the court any longer, so he pondered for a moment and said softly.

"Brother, take care."

The man stopped laughing, gave a low "Yes", tipped his toes, and couldn't find his figure in the blink of an eye. Ying Sheyin stood there, but suddenly remembered the bright and warm look of Yizhao after Ye Shu pierced his chest. smile.

"Live to death, seek yourself instead."