a ruthless swordsman

215.

At the turn of day and night, I fell into a deep sleep on the bed in the third senior brother's room.

I left the gate quietly, I didn't sleep well this time, my back was aching, and I woke up after a short rest.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met the deep eyebrows of the third senior brother. After doing such a secret thing at my instigation last night, he suddenly woke up, his heart and eyes full of frustration.

"...Little brother, if you feel depressed, you can beat and scold me."

Why do you still have to ask for a crime?

I quietly stretched out my fingers from under the quilt, wrapped them around his fingertips, and whispered: "I don't have the strength, senior brother, you pick me up."

He picked me up as he said, and I lay on top of him as if I had sprained my bones, and asked, "Aren't you sleepy?"

"Not sleepy." He shook his head, held the teacup beside him in his palm, and carefully let me moisten his throat.

I took a sip, licked my lips, and suddenly thought of a big thing.

Now the ninth generation of Jianzong is really no one who can inherit the ruthless sword.

The road is long and long, Amitabha, I hope my father will not sigh.

But my father might first get angry about my affair with the third senior brother.

It doesn't matter, let's fool around first, boil the frog in warm water, and one day he will let go, I don't believe that I can't beat him.

The drowsiness struck again, the third senior brother looked at my tired face, gently let me lie back on the couch, and said peacefully: "Xiao Chu, you sleep now... I'll go to the practice room."

right.

The practice room is in a mess, if I don't clean it up before dawn, I'm afraid that when I wake up, everyone in Cuifeng Mountain will know about me and my third brother.

I responded and yawned: "Okay, come back soon, go early and come back early."

216.

I didn't expect to sleep in the cage this time, and I didn't sleep well.

There was rustling outside the door, it was very noisy.

I didn't fall asleep much at first, and now I even got down from the couch with my eyelids open.

"Who is it?" The voice stopped abruptly, stuck in the moment when the door was pushed open.

If there is nothing wrong with my eyes, the one standing in front of me is Xie Ling who was sent down the mountain by my father a while ago.

"Brother Ling?" I couldn't stand still, so I held the door frame with one hand and called him in a daze.

Xie Ling remained silent, his eyes fixed on me coldly.

Xie Ling like this was very strange, I followed his gaze and tightened my collar.

I know that the stains left by Third Senior Brother on my neck last night will not fade away so quickly.

This was probably the hardest moment in my short 16 years of life.

No, 17 years in my previous life and three years in this life should be 20 years.

I tried my best to play dumb: "Brother Ling, why did you come back overnight, it's not yet dawn yet."

Xie Ling raised his hand, and slowly touched the front of my clothes. His cold fingertips touched the mark on my neck, and it hurt a little.

I pursed my lips and lowered my head speechlessly.

A string in his head suddenly stretched.

...How could Xie Ling's nails be painted with Kodan, which is easy to use by his daughter's family?

The right eyelid is twitching non-stop, the current situation is absolutely not suitable to get straight to the point, I can't even stand up straight, so naturally I can't compete with the visitor.

I curled up the corners of my lips, blinked and said: "Brother, if there is anything, we can talk about it after I wake up."

"Xie Ling" also laughed, moved his fingertips up quickly, and the powder between his fingers fell into my breath, making me dizzy and dizzy for a moment, and I could hardly stand up.

He threw away all pretense, before knocking me out with a light smile and said: "Mr. Chang, we meet again."

217.

Father, mother, brother.

This time I might really die.

I don't know how long I was in a coma, but I woke up in a dark stone room.

It was dark and there was a sound of water ticking.

I was at a loss for a moment, and then I figured out where I was at the moment.

That bastard Ning Qianzhong must have taken me hostage to the nearest branch of the Dead Wood Cult.

When I woke up again, the pain in my limbs spread to my heart.

He probably didn't use any kind of poison on me, but he tied my hands and feet behind my back, my wrists were cut in pain, and the vital parts behind me were not completely healed.

After all, I have to say that I was probably imprisoned by him in an iron cage.

It's nothing, just a pain in the flesh.

Since Ning Qianzhong took me away today, he must have been lurking on Cuifeng Mountain for a while, so he is so familiar with my movements.

As for why he did it—

"Mr. Chang Xiaolang, are you awake?"

A faint light came in from the gap, and Ning Qianzhong smiled in the dark and said: "Long time no see, how are you?"

"..." I didn't bother to talk to him, so I just pretended to be dead.

Ning Qianzhong was not at all annoyed, he seemed to have sat down on the rock in front of him, and said, "Teach me how to find it, it's fine if that bastard Min Jin is dead, what he promised to leave me, I will give it to you." But I couldn't find it, and after searching for a long time, I realized that it fell into your hands."

I have always had a question in my mind.

...Why do I have doubts again.

Where did you get the fragments of Min Jin's "Baoxiangjing"?

My father sent someone to check Min Jin's background. He was born and raised in Cangzhou, not to mention related, he and Jiang Fengchun's family did not even know each other.

As for Sister Cheng, I knew in my previous life that she was an orphan, and her background was beyond test.

"Chang Xuechu, don't try to pretend to be stupid."

Ning Qianzhong's voice cooled down: "The pages are useless in your hands, why don't you give them back to me so that I can let you go back and let you stay and fly with your Senior Brother Li."

Uh.

On the one hand, the "Baoxiang Jing" was originally a product of the Ruthless Sword Sect, so how could it be handed back.

What's more, it has long been out of my control and is now in my father's room.

It's useless for you to find me.

But I can't say that.

I said, "Are you the one who searched in my room a few days ago?"

Ning Qianzhong said yes.

I said: "Then you should know that I really don't have what you're looking for in my room."

Ning Qianzhong: "..."

He stood up abruptly, and a large piece of sunlight came in from outside, revealing Xie Ling's unruly face.

I discussed with him: "Can you stop talking to me with my senior brother's face?"

"Why," Ning Qianzhong said in a calm manner, "Are you ashamed?"

I think I'd better stop talking to him.

Ning Qian must have not carefully cultivated the art of disguise.

Looking closely, it seems that there is a layer of skin on the face, it's only my fault that I didn't realize something was wrong at the first time.

He couldn't get an answer from me, and because he asked for something, he couldn't do anything to me.Both left and right were unhappy, so they simply left, trapping me in this dark grotto.

218.

At least six hours had passed since Ning Qianzhong left the stone room.

It was early spring, but it was freezing cold inside the grotto.

The sound of water droplets hitting the rocks resounded through the grotto, lingering in my ears all the time.

I was only wearing an unlined garment and asked him to take it away. I couldn't help shrinking my body and sneezing.

During this period of time, I tried many methods. Unfortunately, there was nothing in the surrounding environment that could help me. I cut my hands behind my back and tried to untie the rope. After a long time, I couldn’t get out of the trap. Instead, I lost a few points. strength.

The stone door rang.

"Little Junior Brother?"

My heart trembled, and I couldn't hide my excitement: "Senior brother!"

Ning Qianzhong's skill should be lower than that of the third senior brother, so it must be the third senior brother who followed the trail and broke the door to save me.

After waiting for a long time, the sound of lighting the torch was very clear.

The red light shone on his face, and the laughter that did not belong to the third senior brother followed.

"You see clearly, Li Yanxing won't be able to find this place for a while."

Ning Qianzhong is a lunatic.

The light was dim and it was difficult to see, so he changed his face again and pretended to be the third senior brother to laugh at me.

219.

I calmed down, and continued to grind the bound rope with my nails, the blood oozing from my fingertips coagulated and dripped again.

Pain is pain, if you can untie the thick rope, you will not be wronged.

Ning Qianzhong held up the fire folder, and glanced at me condescendingly: "Mr. Chang, I haven't had any water or rice in the past two days. I'm afraid you are starving."

I said: "It's okay."

oh well,

It turned out that I had been in a coma for a whole day, and now it was the second day.

I'm actually pretty hungry.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

【Waring: The next chapter will be released, and it will be updated on 12-14. Babies who can't eat swords can stock up on these chapters, and they won't be issued until the end! 】

Big Karma, hold on... definitely he will never be...