Wing On Tune

It is both a knife!Like sugar again?

Ning Zhiyuan's nightmare dates back to a long time ago, when he was still an ignorant child. His birth was the root of his mother Qiao Yue's nightmare, and the instigator of the root was a man. Ning Zhiyuan never called him, even His kung fu was taught by that man himself.

Ever since Ning Zhiyuan could remember, Qiao Yue didn't dare to talk to him. The man kept her under strict control and didn't let her chatter with the child. At night, Ning Zhiyuan could always hear Qiao Yue's wailing and begging from his room.

At first Ning Zhiyuan thought it was a severe beating, because when he saw his mother again the next day after hearing the movement, Qiao Yue's body was covered with mottled bruises and her eyes were red and swollen from crying. Ning Zhiyuan asked his mother why she didn't report to the police. Qiao Yue's face turned pale, and she waved her hands in panic to tell him not to go, and kept coaxing that it was just a fall and it would subside in a few days.

It was inevitable that she would be afraid. The man purposely chose a remote and secluded courtyard with no neighbors at all. He restricted Qiao Yue's words and deeds, showing a terrifying desire to control. Qiao Yue escaped two times before Ning Zhiyuan was born. Once, after being found, he ushered in more severe abuse, and has been afraid of him ever since.

The man went to the martial arts center to teach students on weekdays, and when he came back to drink at night, he muttered words that Ning Zhiyuan could not understand, and there was a lot of noise in torturing Qiao Yue in the middle of the night. He never avoided Ning Zhiyuan in this regard, relying on others Xiao Xiao didn't understand, Ning Zhiyuan questioned him once, but Qiao Yue couldn't get up the next day, and he didn't dare to ask again after that.

As he grew older, he gradually understood what the wailing and begging from the room and the mottled and purple marks meant, and he became softer towards Qiao Yue, but he was too weak to help the poor mother, but he couldn't do it. A man He was moody, and if he acted rashly, the consequences would be unimaginable, and he couldn't even imagine the abuse Qiao Yue would endure.

He forced himself to calm down quickly, forced himself to grow up during the days of practicing martial arts with men, and cultivated like a self-abuse. He had a clear goal and wanted to save Qiao Yue's birth by himself.

The man is addicted to alcohol, and Ning Zhiyuan pieced together the man's past from the man's incoherent words after he was drunk. He used to be a general in war. It's gone, all the enthusiasm turned into resentment, and I can only pin my hope on the child.

When he discovered that Ning Zhiyuan was talented in martial arts, he laughed wildly and practiced day and night. Rather than prove that Ning Zhiyuan was a martial arts prodigy, he wanted to prove that the imperial court's dismissal was outrageous. It is a big joke that the child is trained to be second-to-none in swordsmanship, but the court wants to dismiss him because he doesn't know how to deal with the officialdom.

How fierce he was towards Qiao Yue at night, and how terrifying his drill towards Ning Zhiyuan during the day, these two people who were supposed to be the closest family members, who were properly cared for, became him to vent his grievances Object.

Later, Ning Zhiyuan noticed love from Qiao Yue's careful touch. He gradually understood that his mother's forbearance and retreat were because the man was threatening his life in private. However, he was still frightened by intimidation, lost his mind during the years of unbearable humiliation, and became increasingly insane.

Ning Zhiyuan watched his mother change from weakness to gentleness, from fear to madness, but he couldn't show any traces on his face, because if he opened his mouth to scold, the man would definitely have a way to make their mother and child feel miserable. He squeezed Qiao Yue's weakness like pinching her. Ning Zhiyuan's throat tightened.

Ning Zhiyuan has learned to dormant quietly in the daily grind of his will, but his swordsmanship has improved a lot, but he is still not satisfied. It is not enough. This level of ability is far from enough to beat a man. He has been probing in dormancy. With the upper limit of men.

Just as his temperament became calmer and his swordsmanship became more refined, Qiao Yue looked at his eyes with fear and hatred. Seeing Ning Zhiyuan's ability approaching the man step by step, she gradually mistook Ning Zhiyuan for him in a frenzy. over him.

She was already deeply afraid of men, but she poured her hatred on the child who endured the humiliation and wanted to protect her. Ning Zhiyuan heard Qiao Yue say between the abuse and fists, that she knew it would become like this, so why bother to protect her? You suffer so much.

She didn't want Ning Zhiyuan to become another devil with strong lethality, but she couldn't understand why Ning Zhiyuan practiced so asceticly and why he became what he is today.

Qiao Yue finally chose to kill herself amidst the upside-down and chaotic emotions. When Ning Zhiyuan returned home and looked at the people hanging from the beams, he felt relieved amidst the desolation and numbness in his heart. Maybe this is despair for his mother The best destination in life, he forced himself to think so.

The man's grief seemed ridiculous to Ning Zhiyuan. He didn't feel any guilt or guilt when he was tossing and intimidating Qiao Yue, but he was heartbroken after the death. This kind of grief was deformed and cheap. Ning Zhiyuan stood on the sidelines and began to plan the next step.

Ever since Qiao Yue disappeared, the man has spent every night in alcoholism. After he was drunk, he competed with Ning Zhiyuan. At that time, he only had Ning Zhiyuan to vent his displeasure. , Ning Zhiyuan quickly figured out the pattern in the drunken contest with the man, and finally solved the man who was inferior to a beast with his own hands one winter night, and then set fire to the house without any disturbance in his heart, letting the man die together with his unbearable past sea ​​of ​​flames.

Ning Zhiyuan lost his shackles, wandering around the rivers and lakes dejectedly, he could fight casually with anyone he met on the road, he was very frivolous, he made many enemies during those days, he didn't care.

He was deeply depressed, and the powerlessness that could not save his mother made him even more anxious after the man was killed by his own hands. What echoed in his ears were the harsh pleadings from the room, and what flashed in his eyes were the tears that he saw by chance. whirling.

That year he lived a ridiculous life, squandering the money left by men, getting drunk every day, and staying in brothels every night. At that time, he was still young, but he liked to call prostitutes and young men around Huanai was entangled in front of his eyes, and he kept moaning.

He tried to convince himself in the endless panting that the pleading from the room might be a little bit of joy, not completely painful, Qiao Yue didn't suffer too much unbearable abuse in the past when she was powerless to endure the pain .

It took him a whole year to accept the fact that he wanted to watch Qiao Yue suffer with his own eyes, and he failed to rescue his mother in time during the dormant years.

Ning Zhiyuan frowned deeply in the nightmare, recalling this past was like Ling Chi, tearing open the festering wound, and slowly grinding it in with a blunt knife, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, he just wanted to escape, the sore spot that had been dusty for many years made him Prisoned in a cage, he thought it was over, but it never was.

After that... Afterwards, the scenes of men and women entangled in love, moaning and panting gradually faded away. He was attacked when he was unconscious and drunk, and it was Yin Bohong who happened to go down the mountain to save him. He was so drunk that night, only Knowing that his sense of smell returned and he opened his eyes after smelling the smell of blood, Yin Bohong fell in front of him with a heavy stab wound on his back.

Ning Zhiyuan never thought that his family members who were supposed to be close and caring would hurt him like this, let alone that a stranger he had never met would be seriously injured because of him. When he shook his hands to help him up, he heard the other person comfort him, "No Multiple injuries, don’t blame yourself, go in that direction, someone can help me heal.”

He will probably remember his entire life, the scene of carrying the unconscious Yin Bohong to Su Ye and crying loudly that night. With tears streaming down his face, he was relieved by Yin Bohong's proper care. It turned out that he could also get kindness and proper gentleness.

Then he changed his name and surname, and stayed in Lingshan. He put away the painful past, and his face was frivolous, but there was no turmoil in his heart.

Until I met those eyes in the cannibal forest.

Chang'an, the stubbornness to face difficulties without giving in, the restraint but the soft heart, the sincerity and magnanimity that completely accepts no matter the fierce love or tenderness, that is the indulgence and tenderness that Ning Zhiyuan never thought of in his life , Changan...

The phantom in Ning Zhiyuan's mind receded like a tide when he remembered this name, Chang'an was waiting for him.

The frown gradually calmed down, Ning Zhiyuan's forehead was wet with sweat, and when he suddenly opened his eyes, the iron bone fan was already on Su Zui's neck. Break free from the nightmare, tsk...

The neck was forced to move back slightly by the iron bone fan, keenly caught the sound of footsteps approaching, the two looked up to the source of the sound, and heard someone shout, "Master."

Su Zui raised his hand in a familiar manner, and didn't care about the iron bone fan on his neck, he let out a contented yow, Pei Ran, who was busy in the world, raised his hand and threw the thing away, Su Zui took it smoothly, When I opened it, the smiling face that had been able to do a job with ease broke down in displeasure, "Tsk, this is boring."

He took out something from his pocket and threw it to Ning Zhiyuan, shook the paper in his hand, got up and left, and said casually, "You guys play slowly, I won't accompany you."

Pei Ran glanced at the figure behind him, and hesitantly called out to his uncle. The murderous intent in Ning Zhiyuan's eyes had receded, and he realized what Pei Ran meant, and swallowed the antidote he handed over, "It's not difficult to find him, just let him go." He's going, it's important!"

Jiang Xia and Cheng Yange happened to be there when the two handed the things to Lu Yao, and they didn't bother to say a few words, they just nodded to express their troubles, and then rushed to Xindu without stopping.