startled autumn

"Am I wrong?" He was asking himself, but he asked out loud when he opened his mouth.

He couldn't hear any answer, and there seemed to be silence in his ears.

"No." Wei Tingzhou's forehead was full of blue veins, and his wide-open eyes were filled with a madness that was on the verge of extinction. He gritted his teeth and asked himself, "I can't be wrong, I was born to be a genius." The pride of the people, the people above the people."

He has the most outstanding bones, has the talent of photographic memory, has extraordinary wisdom, and has a beautiful skin. He behaves like a banished fairy. Everyone says that he is a genius from heaven, which is rare to see in a hundred years.

He lacked a noble background, so Yan Huaishen gave him the status of a former prince. Although he had suffered many bones and bruises all over his body, it didn't matter, because a person like him is not afraid of pain or death. The only fear is mediocrity.

If he wasn't crazy, he wouldn't be alive. If it wasn't for this, he would have died long ago.

So he won all the way like this, walked through life and death countless times, made choices of gains and losses, and then escaped from death again and again, Feng Qiujian, Yan Shen Gu, Yan Yupingsheng, Yan Jiajun... whatever he wanted Everything, without exception, was held in his palm, he thought, God finally treated him well.

It is not in vain that he has suffered so much.

But he lost to Shen Zhiqiu.his best friend.

Then he heard Shen Zhiqiu say: "You are wrong."

Hearing this, Wei Tingzhou laughed for no reason, his chest was like a dilapidated bellows, and a hoarse voice came out: "Why do you say I was wrong?"

"You were born in Yancheng, what a wonderful place that is, everyone is simple and stupid, you won't let a child wander alone in winter, and you won't break his leg just because he stole a bun; you are The son of the city lord, there is a father with strong martial arts who has been practicing Qi with you since he was a child, and taught you what is the way of swordsmanship. The three of you are a happy family—and what was I doing at that time? I was lying on the ground, and my leg was probably broken , the buns were gone, and then I was thinking: Great, at least I took the opportunity to eat half of it, and I won’t die of hunger today.”

Wei Tingzhou paused.

"Later, Yan Huaishen bought me away. He said that I was a talented person, and it was a rare tragedy in the world. I asked him why, and he said, you were born with a humble life, but you are so talented. Higher than the sky, it's really pitiful."

He sneered coldly: "Shen Zhiqiu, you think I kill innocent people indiscriminately, and you have to sympathize with every one of those who died at my hands, and you have to save every one of them, but have you ever thought that if you don't kill them? , I would have died a long time ago?! I didn’t kill you back then, but I just softened my heart once. Now that I’ve ended up like this, you actually say I’m wrong? You haven’t experienced the same life as me, so why do you say I’m wrong?! "

Shen Zhiqiu said in pain: "You are not the only one who has suffered. Isn't Qinglong suffering? There is also Zhao Mingchuan, and so many soldiers who were made into worms by you, and the people who died in vain because of the war. Don't they suffer? ?”

Wei Tingzhou laughed loudly, his face distorted: "They couldn't give birth to such a good life as you, without the help of noble people, and without the help of noble people, there is no chance and coincidence to turn danger into good luck, so should I be blamed?!"

"They are in front of you, there is no way to survive." Shen Zhiqiu said in a low voice, "But you have!"

Wei Tingzhou said bluntly, "I have no choice!"

"You have." Shen Zhiqiu stared at him, "In Yancheng, you can at least... tell me everything, I may not be able to stop you, but I will definitely try to persuade you to turn around!"

If this is the case, maybe you still have a little kindness in your heart, so that there is no room for change.

"Do you know why I want to learn swords from Zhao Mingchuan?" Shen Zhiqiu continued, "Because he is left-handed and can wield a sword with his left hand."

Wei Tingzhou didn't know why he changed the topic suddenly, but he vaguely sensed the deep meaning in his words: "Where's your right hand?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "Because I blocked the sword for you, my right hand has been useless since then."

Outside Yancheng, He Li brought the Hezhou people to capture Wei Tingzhou. Shen Zhiqiu fought with his life, and even grabbed He Li's sword with his bare hands, and the right hand holding the sword was bloody.

"Impossible..." Wei Tingzhou murmured, he had seen the wound before, and it was by no means to the point of being crippled.

Shen Zhiqiu said lightly: "Although the injury healed later, when I think of you, I still can't hold the sword. I used to really... regard you as a friend."

He had thought he would never hold a sword again.

Until he, with the help of Zhao Mingchuan, successfully used his unfamiliar left hand to use Misty Rain for the first time, his confidence and courage gradually returned. On that day, his right hand once again had the strength to hold the sword hilt tightly.

Wei Tingzhou's betrayal left him not only with pain and shadows, but also with a coincidence that has lingered to this day, giving him the opportunity to study Yan Feng Baili with Zhao Mingchuan, and then ponder over the solution day after day.

The outcome of this decisive battle was already determined ten years ago.

Wei Tingzhou was taken aback.

"It's not that I haven't thought about telling you." He moved his lips, showing a dumbfounding expression, "...It's just that I have no choice, I must kill you."

Shen Zhiqiu asked puzzledly: "Why?!"

He really didn't understand, if Wei Tingzhou regarded him as a close friend, why did he hide everything, and even murdered him without explaining a word?

"Because I killed your father with my own hands."

Shen Zhiqiu was dumbfounded.

"Before I knew you, I ruined your family. Tell me, I have no choice..."

In the peach blossom forest, Wei Tingzhou asked Shen Zhiqiu if he could give him the Fengqiu sword.

Shen Zhiqiu was apprehensive that this was a relic of his parents, so he could only politely refuse.

Wei Tingzhou sighed in his heart at the moment: As expected, the family relationship is more important than me.How can you forgive me when you learn the truth one day?Rather than hating me even more in the future, it is better to break up here.

It's not that I didn't think about telling you everything, but it's a pity that I got your answer one step ahead.

Wei Tingzhou never complained about himself, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that he was really wrong.

If God doomed him to fail, why would he give him this skin and talent? He was expected to look forward to it, and he was required to walk through thorns, go through the sea of ​​fire, and even jump into the abyss without repentance.

If God destined him to be lonely and widowed all his life, why would he send him a friend halfway, and ask him to always remember, be full of regrets, and never be willing to kill him.

It's just a trick of good fortune.

His mistake was being too naive, thinking that as long as he paid enough, he could take away all the gifts of fate.

Wei Tingzhou exhausted all the remaining true energy in his body, suddenly moved his wrist, clamped the wind and thunder with his five fingers, and thrust straight towards Shen Zhiqiu's throat.

Shen Zhiqiu reacted very quickly, seeing his sneak attack, immediately drew his sword to stop him.

Unexpectedly, Wei Tingzhou only took a step forward slowly.

The point of the sword pierced his abdomen.

He took another step forward, but he spat out the blood of Da Tan when he opened his mouth. He had no choice but to move his lips reluctantly.

"What I owe you, just treat it as if I paid it back now."