[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Known as the killing star, I am in love

"My lord." A servant suddenly entered the room, leaned over and whispered something in Ji Qingyang's ear.

Ji Qingyang was taken aback for a moment, then slowly smiled.

"Gu Xichao is cautious, but he obviously has the opportunity to find another way out, but he still goes to the dungeon without saying a word, but this saves me a lot of effort."

He put another villain on the sand table, and then changed the position of the villain according to the distribution of the dungeon.

Yu Ze and Li Weixi entered the secret passage. Judging from the sand table, the secret passage should lead directly to Ji Qingyang's room. At the end of the fork that Chu Liuxiang entered, it was a room with four sides. The sand table was empty, and there was nothing in that room. put.

And Gu Xichao and Qi Shaoshang...

Ji Qingyang tapped the villain on the table with his fingertips, and asked aloud: "Li Yanru, where do you think I should arrange these two?"

Li Yanru didn't reply, her face seemed to be soaked in frost, she looked at him coldly.

At this moment, the thoughts between the two of them were basically clear, Li Yanru understood from the moment he saw the sand table, and from the moment he went to find Chu Liuxiang, everything was exposed under Ji Qingyang's eyes.

He gave Chu Liuxiang their road map, and asked them to enter the water prison to rescue Li Weixi. All this was like a silent play for Ji Qingyang, but now with his intentional or unintentional guidance and indulgence, this play has obviously reached the end. climax.

Except for the weak-faced man sitting in the wheelchair, everyone else is a puppet in his hands, a cricket in the jar for his entertainment.

Li Yanru no longer wants to continue pretending.

So he didn't answer, but Ji Qingyang didn't expect to answer. He fiddled with the sand table on his own, and suddenly glanced at Li Yanru at the side, and said, "Li Yanru, are you trying to kill me now?"

The next moment, a long sword touched his neck, the blade was blue and glowed coldly.

"What a fine sword."

At this time, the atmosphere between the two was so tense that it was about to explode, but Ji Qingyang's face remained unchanged, and he even had the intention to gently stroke the sword on his neck and let out a sigh

Because he clearly knew that as long as Li Weixi was in his hands, Li Yanru would not kill him, even if he hated him extremely.

"Son, what are you going to do?"

Li Yanru's hand holding the sword was steady, but at this moment it started to tremble slightly.

The person in front of him was handsome and thin, with deeply sunken cheeks, but his whole body was still elegant and elegant. One couldn't help but wonder how this person would be in his prime if he had a strong body and didn't need to be lingering on the sick bed.

Li Yanru looked at him with a rare wave in his eyes.

When his family was ruined and his family was destroyed, he found Li Weixi's half dagger at the foothold of the black-robed monk, and followed the clues all the way to chase it. In the end, it was still a gnat that shook the tree, and was knocked down by the black-robed monk's palm.

At that time, Li Weixi's face was blue and purple, Li Yanru was in a coma after being poisoned, and Li Yanru guarded him tightly behind him, but his eyes were fixed on the fierce-faced person in front of him.

He may not be ignorant that he will never return from this trip, and he may not be ignorant that he is just a car with a mantis' arms this time, and a mayfly shakes a tree.

However, the lonely and helpless young man with his family broken has long had only one way to revenge.

What's more, his younger brother's death is uncertain, so he has no time to devote himself to martial arts, like the chivalrous man in the story, he avenged his bloody revenge many years later.

A script is a script after all.

There are thousands of grievances and hatreds in the rivers and lakes, and how many of them are as perfect as written in the scriptures.

Li Yanru came here with the determination to die.

He held the sword in one hand, protected Li Weixi behind his back, raised his head and stared at the Zen staff that was about to fall.

At this time, there were thousands of golden lights outside the door, and the black-robed monk was against the light, his tall body was blurred by the sunlight, like a beast with teeth and claws.

The sword in the swordsman's hand is to protect the common people in the world.

The words of my father rang in my ears when I was a child.

In a decisive battle with the wicked, even if you are about to die in Huangquan, you can't close your eyes, because it's showing weakness and accepting fate. As long as you have a sword in your hand and someone behind you, you can't back down for a moment.

So Li Yanru didn't close his eyes, he stared at the man in front of him, wanting to see the Zen stick hit him.

Loud noise, blood.

Li Yanru's consciousness was blurred for a while, but the sword in her hand was still tightly held.

In a trance, he recalled the two corpses he saw in Meteor Villa a few days ago.

The sword in his father's hand was never released until his death. He should have protected his mother just like he protects Li Weixi now.

But he didn't die.

At the most desperate moment, the plain-clothed man in a wheelchair pulled them out.

The sitting man is like a very elegant painting, his every move reveals a sense of elegance and tranquility, like green bamboos by the stream.

Ji Qingyang treated them very well.

Healed them, helped them avenge, and finally took them in.

Ji Qingyang treated Qimei and the others very well.

Li Yanru once heard that Qi Mei was sold to a brothel by her husband back then, after Ji Qingyang rescued her who had been beaten half to death, he followed Qi Mei's ideas and sent the people who bullied her to her the next day. Met Hades.

People should know how to repay their kindness.

This is what his father taught him.

Li Yanru looked at the person in front of him with a complicated expression. He knew that there was an extremely tough, powerful, resolute and resolute heart hidden under the thin body in front of him.

Unexpectedly, he was so ruthless.

Li Yanru knew that he would die. At first, he wanted to let Chu Liuxiang and the others go and take all the blame on himself, but now, he dragged Chu Liuxiang and the others into the water together.

From the very beginning, Ji Qingyang had no intention of letting them out alive.

"Li Yanru, do you know why I always seem to distrust you?"

Ji Qingyang touched his trembling hand.

"You are too soft-hearted. If I were to face a person who is about to kill me, even if he is my mentor, I would not waver."

Ji Qingyang squinted at him, and suddenly said, "You two really look alike..."

"I don't know if all swordsmen have this temper. Even the way you look at me now is exactly the same as he looked at me back then."

"Jiangcheng."

Li Yanru said in a deep voice.

"That's right, Jiangcheng." Ji Qingyang laughed, and suddenly grabbed the blade of the sword, his hands were instantly stained with blood, "At the beginning, he also pointed the sword at my neck like now..."

"Take the sword I forged for him and point it at my neck!"

His hands tightened more and more, and blood dripped down.

Li Yanru was startled, and hastily withdrew her sword.

Ji Qingyang lowered his head and smiled there, "Look, even the reactions are exactly the same."

"There was a plague in the city that year. I dug him out of the dead when he was seven years old. When he was 15 years old, I spent three years casting a sword and gave it to him. He said that in this life, this person in Jiangcheng , and the sword in Jiang Cheng's hands are only protecting Ji Qingyang."

Ji Qingyang's expression gradually changed, his eyes were faintly red, with pain and hatred.

"But he only protected me for 15 years. In No. 16 years, he took the sword I forged for him and pointed it at my throat."

Ji Qingyang suddenly turned his head to look at Li Yanru, but it seemed that he was looking at someone else through him. He smiled, and his eyes traced the face of the person in front of him.

"You don't look alike at all. He has two dimples on his face, and he smiles warmly like the sun, unlike you. But you are the same in your bones."

"That day he pointed this sword at my neck and asked me to stop." Ji Qingyang pulled out the sword in his hand and looked down, "but what kind of hand did I take? I refused, and then he left without hesitation. , I show mercy to him again and again, but he wants to put me to death."

From the beginning to the end, Ji Qingyang only lost his composure once, and for the rest, his expression was indifferent, with a smile on his mouth, just like usual.

But Li Yanru could tell that he was very sad.

This kind of sadness is not strong, but it cuts people long and long, like cutting back and forth on the heart with a thin thread, and every time it moves, there is a sharp pain.

He should recall these things every day, just like he recalled his parents these years.

Li Yanru thought.

Because some things are too precious to let go, even if there are knives mixed in, they must be swallowed whole.

Ji Qingyang stroked the sword lightly. He was so familiar with this sword. He could clearly explain the origin of each pattern on it, the meaning of each character, and even the part where Jiangcheng habitually held the hilt.

"He said that my life is worthless, but the so-called right way in this world is a gentleman's face, and the behavior of a villain. I just took off the human skin that they covered their faces. Where did I get a worthless life?"

He held the sword like Jiang Cheng did, as if he was holding Jiang Cheng's hand at this moment.

"You are the one who understands the most. How many of the so-called righteous ways of the world are the real righteous ways? An accident happened in Meteor Villa, but in three days, all the wealth in the village was looted, and even the carved wooden doors were demolished for money. What he did was really more bandit than bandit, and even the former martial arts leader Wei Yuanzhong was found out in the end that he had framed six or seven sects, large and small, for secret books and treasures?"

Li Yanru's face was ugly, he wanted to refute, but found that his words were so weak.

"The rivers and lakes are muddy, full of monsters and ghosts wearing human skins, I can't see their righteous words, hypocrisy and flattery, what I'm doing now is just peeling off their fig leaf layer by layer, and returning them to their original appearance. .”

Ji Qingyang put the saber back into its sheath, raised his head, and said slowly, "If you hadn't changed your mind, you could have lived a good life."

"Do you want me to watch my brother die?"

Li Yanru sneered.

"Who made him disobedient and move my things," Ji Qingyang said lightly, with a familiar smile on his lips again, "Now that you have done this kind of thing, it is impossible to keep you alive, but you do something for me something..."

Ji Qingyang looked at the sand table.

"As long as everyone on this sand table is dead, your brother can live."