chasing autumn

The main altar of Infernal Affairs, the main hall.

The surroundings are cold and silent, and the night is getting darker.

"metropolitan,"

Under the stone steps, Qingyue looked up at Zhan Hao's back, quietly, for a long time.

Until, tears overflowed from her eye sockets again, slipped quietly down her cheeks, and soaked into her lips. ——The taste is salty, bitter, and astringent.In a trance, it seems to be seen again, a heart that is almost broken, carrying the fear of nowhere to escape, the heart-wrenching whimper, and the rampant roar! ——Calling in vain, in vain.

Surprised, she laughed at herself, but she didn't know who she shed tears for.

"Fang Xu, he..."

Qingyue suppressed the inexplicable sadness in her chest, and made her voice as gentle and steady as possible, "He seems...knows a lot...just let him go like this...would it be..."

Zhan Hao waved his hand and said in a low voice, "I know what you want to ask, it's just..."

"Just because... Zhaojia Village?" Qingyue was puzzled, and took two steps forward, "...just because, his hometown is Zhaojia Village... so we have to let him go?..."

When Zhan Hao heard the words, he was silent for a while, and Xiao Ran stood upright with his hands behind his back.Sighing in my heart: I just don't want to make mistakes again and again! ...

At his age, he might be an orphan who survived the catastrophe... Then, is he, like Qiuniang, God's pity, saving a little life, and reducing my sins? ... If so, what is the difference between killing him and killing Qiuniang who was lost and found again? ! ... Zhaojia Village 20 years ago was filled with blood, wailing, wailing, and thunder—like purgatory! ...I have already caused him to have no relatives and no reason, so how can I make more mistakes now? ! ... My sins are too great!It was me—it was me who killed my own child, the unborn child, Qiuniang's child! ! ...I'm sorry for you...Qiu Niang...

Thinking of this, the long-lost saltiness is already in the eyes.

After contemplating for a long time, he sighed helplessly and turned around slowly, Zhan Hao's expression has returned to normal.It's just that there is still a glint of sadness in those cold and proud eyes, which is still a ray of incomprehensible sadness.He thought for a while, and ordered: "Qingyue, you go..."

"Qingyue understands."

Before Zhan Hao could finish speaking, Qingyue knelt down on one knee, and said in a firm voice: "Qingyue takes orders! Monitor Fang Xu's every move, and never let him harm any brothers in our sect!!"

Zhan Hao was startled, pondered for a while, a smile appeared on his face, nodded and sighed: "You really understand me..." Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a young man running in from the gate of the main hall. The person is Mo Fei.

"metropolitan!!--"

Mo Fei looked resentful, rushed forward a few steps, and shouted angrily: "That magpie, she...is she crazy?! I sent her back her money tree! She just didn't thank me, but she returned it to me. Hit me!! It’s simply repaying kindness with resentment! How unreasonable! Suzerain! Tell me! Isn’t she harming my fellow sect?! I think it should be severely punished!..."

"Presumptuous!!——Reckless, what are you calling?!" Seeing him yelling and rushing in, Zhan Hao's brows were already wrinkled and his face was dark.Qingyue hurriedly said: "When I caught Fang Xu, Mo Fei was using a girl to trap Fang Xu, and set a fire in the cloth workshop, which almost hurt the girl..." She said, turning her head to look at Mo Fei, "Hey, at that time her face was covered with dust, and she was hit by me again, you, you wouldn't just send her back like this!... No wonder she is going to be angry! Haha!"

"Fang Xu, yes, you caught Fang Xu?...What about the other person? Could he be dead already?..." As soon as Fang Xu was mentioned, Mo Fei felt very depressed and contradictory: this person, always with Brother, do it right, death is a great joy!However, if he really dies, will my brother be very sad...

"Hmph!" Qingyue disdained that he was still worried about the life and death of the undercover agent. She glared at Mo Fei with displeasure, and said coldly, "You don't have to worry about him! He's not dead! The suzerain let him go, he just leave!"

"Already released?!..."

At this moment, Mo Fei didn't know whether to be thankful or regretful. Two completely different feelings were being squeezed in his heart at the same time. For a moment, the expression on his face was sunny and cloudy, sunny and cloudy, and it was chaotic!He curled his lips and said angrily: "Sovereign, you actually let him go... I thought you were going to kill him this time... He has done so many things, almost..." Qingyue raised her eyes Glancing at Miao Zhanhao's expression, he boldly and mysteriously whispered to Mo Fei: "Because, he is from Zhaojia Village..."

"You, you burned the cloth workshop? The cloth workshop... Humph, you are really renewing your tricks every day!" Zhan Hao frowned deeply, with a cold look in his eyes, and sternly reprimanded, "Your nature is hard to change, ten years Don’t change! It seems that this sect has indulged you too much! Leaving you, a monster, is a disaster to the world!! It’s better to be earlier..."

"Sovereign, you can't kill me!..."

Before Zhan Hao finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Fei.I saw Mo Fei stepping forward with a serious face, in his clear eyes, there was a trace of innocence, a trace of sadness, and a trace of compassion, and he said earnestly, "Actually... I am also from Zhaojia Village!!"

"You!..." Zhan Hao was angry and couldn't help laughing.

Qingyue felt a sudden respect and admiration in her heart, and stepped forward to put her shoulders together, "Unexpectedly, you are so cool and clever!" "Haha!... Sovereign, in fact, Qingyue is also..." ah!……"

"Shut up!" Zhan Hao withdrew his smile, and Su Yan scolded Mo Fei: "Don't think that if Mr. Qin protects your life, you can be lawless and run amok! Be careful, you will burn yourself with fire!!"

"Hey, no, suzerain, do you think I hurt someone's life once? ... Oh, there was one time, the time of revenge! ... But, revenge, then there is no way..." Mo Fei muttered to himself .

"Sovereign, there is still one thing Qingyue doesn't know!"

"Say."

Qingyue hesitated and said: "This Fang Xu...although his kung fu is not weak, but it seems that it is not as good as what you said, suzerain...his kung fu will be on par with the young master?! How is this possible? Is it possible?...I have never won against brother Huolian before..."

"That's right, I'm also surprised! How could you catch him?!..." Mo Fei said.

Zhan Hao smiled slightly, and said slowly: "Fang Xu, he was seriously injured a few days ago. He used martial arts again before he recuperated and healed, which caused a great damage to his skill. Now, only about 7% of his skill is left. If he doesn't treat it again, his life will be endangered... ..."

Qingyue listened, and the scene just now flashed before her eyes, she suddenly thought of something, and said in shock: "So, so you infused him with true energy just now?! You healed his wounds?!...Sovereign master..."

"He was seriously injured. If he is not treated, he will die within seven days!" Zhan Hao frowned deeply, "If that's the case... what's the difference between killing him now?!"

"Hey!" Mo Fei sighed, "...So, suzerain, you are confused!"

"Mo Fei, you, you are dying?!..." Qingyue was shocked.

Mo Fei ignored her, raised his head to meet Shang Zhan Hao's sharp eyes, and said with a faint smile, "Sovereign, you shouldn't save him, you should let him die by himself! It's destiny, and has nothing to do with us! There is no need to worry about whether he is from some village! So..." He was startled suddenly when he was about to speak, his smile froze, and his eyes darkened, "Fang Xu, what has he been through? Seriously injured?!... Was it because of the fierce fight between him and my brother? Could it be so serious?!...Then, what about my brother? Will he be okay?"

"Huo Lian..." Zhan Hao said, "He's fine. Our sect has straightened out the true qi in his body, and prepared the medicine himself. This medicine must be taken, it can help heal and protect the heart. Didn't you Has he survived?..."

"What kind of medicine?!...Sovereign, what are you talking about...that bag of herbs?! No! He didn't drink it!!...that, that...

—Brother said, he doesn’t need…”

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