Broken and swollen by myself

Qi Fenghuang did what he said, and brought Lu Ziqing to the hills, and let him witness how Zhou Yitong was besieged and killed by people sent by various sects and Master Yu.

Lu Ziqing's acupuncture points were tapped, his wet eyes were wide open, and he just stared helplessly, unable to do anything.

A little luckier than the original drama, Zhou Yitong was not alone this time, with the help of two tall masked men, although he couldn't see the face, but in fact, familiar people would recognize it at a glance - that is Murong Cheng and Shen Changge.The reason why they covered their faces was probably because they were afraid of hurting their sect.

It's just that no matter how powerful the martial arts of these three people are combined, they are still no match for the opponent's numbers and procrastination.From dawn to dusk, almost all of Shen Changge and Murong Cheng were seriously injured, and managed to stay alive, while Zhou Yitong was the most seriously injured. He couldn't support it with the sword, his legs softened and he knelt down on the ground, vomiting a big mouthful of blood.If Shen Changge hadn't reacted in time to block the man's next knife aimed at Zhou Yitong's heart, Zhou Yitong might have fallen down on the spot.

The exhausted Shen Changge paid attention to Zhou Yitong's side, and didn't care about the attack behind him. When the sword wind hit, a slender man suddenly rushed over to block behind him. Shen Changge's back slowly slid down, and he fell to the ground without moving.

Although it was a little far away, Lu Ziqing saw that the person was He Xiangxiang dressed as a man.

There was almost no gap, and a large group of archers suddenly appeared on the high hill on the other side, aiming at the three people surrounded in the center, ready to go.

Those decent people also suffered heavy losses and were exhausted. Seeing the archers at this time, they knew that Master Yu's foreign aid had arrived, and they all evacuated to safe places to hide.

No one knew the next scene better than Lu Ziqing - ten thousand arrows were fired, passing through the body without leaving any life.

It is more cruel and real than filming a drama, and more shocking and ruthless than a dream. There is no delay in time. One team of arrows is shot, and then another team of archers is replaced. Those arrows fly down like endless raindrops. The three people who can hide everywhere are living human targets, one arrow can escape, but ten thousand arrows cannot escape.

Shen Changge was shot by an arrow soon and fell down. In the rain of arrows, He Xiangxiang, who was injured and fell to the side, didn't know where the strength came from. He turned over and pressed on Shen Changge desperately, protecting his head and heart, while Zhou Yi, who was soaked in blood, Tong Tong blocked Murong Cheng who was already unconscious, and the clothes on his body were already so wet that he couldn't see the original color after receiving those sharp arrows.

Between heaven and earth, the picture seemed to stop suddenly, leaving only the sound of arrows swishing endlessly, and the frozen picture of the four people below.

Lu Zi burst into tears early in the morning, his whole body twitched in pain, and his heart shattered in pain.

"—Stop it, stop it!!! Stop it!!!"

At this moment, there was the sound of horseshoes and a hoarse roar, the sound seemed to tremble from the body, resounding through the mountains.The commoner youth who rode in on horseback rushed into the arrow array regardless of the danger, he turned off his horse, and ran towards the few people in the middle almost rolling and crawling.

The archers on the high hill stopped immediately when the man rushed in, and someone shouted in disbelief: "Second Young Master! Second Young Master, don't go there!!!"

The person who came was Yu Yan who had been in seclusion for more than half a year, ignoring the world. His hair was messed up, his tears were falling wantonly, and he was almost so soft that he was next to the four of them. He looked left and right in panic and panic, A pair of hands was stretched out and trembling violently, and he didn't dare to touch it. His trembling panting was stuck in his throat, and he held his head for a long time and let out a long growl in pain.

And those martial arts experts hiding aside took a closer look, Zhou Yitong was already pierced by thousands of arrows, kneeling there stiffly, there was no possibility of life, so they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Master Yu probably didn't expect his youngest son to come, so he rushed to his side surrounded by his subordinates, trying to pull him up while saying bitterly, "I know you feel sorry for him because of Yuan Jin's matter, but He also killed your elder brother, what do you want me to do now???"

After a long time, Yu Yan slowly turned his head and said a word to him, his voice hoarse, his expression calm and terrifying, "He won't kill my elder brother."

Master Yu was so angry that his face turned purple, he pointed at Yu Yan and cursed angrily: "You, you bastard, if you let your elder brother know that you are actually protecting an outsider, I will feel uneasy if you know it!"

Yu Yan closed his eyes tiredly, and said after a while: "Everyone is dead, just let those people go, let me... leave them a whole body. I beg you, father."

Master Yu trembled when he heard this address that he thought was impossible to hear again. In the end, he burst into tears and was helped away by someone who sighed bitterly.

He said a few words to those who were waiting by the side. Those people originally wanted to come and have a look, to make sure that they were all dead. When Master Yu said something, everyone's eyes lit up slightly, and there was no objection. They all agreed, and only assigned their disciples to carry away the casualties, and left in a mighty way with the joy of victory.

Qi Fenghuang has been watching Lu Ziqing's reaction from the sidelines. Seeing that he was crying until his body started to convulse, he untied his acupoints and let him lean in his arms. Qi Fenghuang wiped the hot tears on his face with a smile: "You Did you see it? He is dead, a thousand arrows pierced his heart, he is dead. You make me sad, I make you suffer, is it fair? Huh?"

"Qi...Fenghuang..." Lu Ziqing pushed him away bit by bit with his hands, and then smiled sadly at the calm Qi Fenghuang with trembling lips, because his heart was already broken by grief, and he had already spoken. Started to choke, "I, I am here... I hope you can live a long time..."

Qi Fenghuang was stunned, he didn't know, so he looked at him quietly.

Lu Ziqing's black eyes, which were constantly washed by tears, were so bright that people were shocked. He continued to laugh, tears kept sliding down the corners of his pale mouth, and his intermittent words became more and more ruthless, "You can live, no one loves you, no one loves you. Loved one... Please just live alone and sadly alone. Qi Fenghuang, you are really... a heart-rending... poor wretch."

Qi Fenghuang's original calm mask was torn off in an instant, he pursed his lips and panted heavily, and denied it bitterly: "No, no, I am not like this, I am not pitiful, I have someone I love, I am loved, you You lied to me, I am not alone!...Shen Qiao, Shen Qiao! You are not allowed to go there!!!"

Qi Fenghuang stood up abruptly, trying to hold Lu Ziqing who was staggeringly standing up and heading down the mountain, but was pulled back by the person behind him, Qi Fenghuang gritted his teeth viciously and stared back, and found that it was Luo Yuntian.

Qi Fenghuang yelled: "What are you doing! Get out of here!"

"If you can't keep it, you'd better let him go."

Seeing that Lu Ziqing had gone far away, Qi Fenghuang's eyes became more violent, "Do you think I won't kill you?"

Luo Yuntian was not forgiving, and begged bitterly: "It doesn't matter if you kill me, but I just want to know where you hid the remaining five-fang brocade? Even if your poison has penetrated deep into the marrow of your bones, a single medicine can make you If you live ten more years, why don't you eat? You..."

Being pressed by Luo Yuntian, Qi Fenghuang recalled what the man said just now, and suddenly felt the blood in his whole body go cold, his heart was beating in panic and uncomfortable, and he was about to explode. His black eyes were full of fright and anger, and he struggled wildly While yelling wildly: "Don't eat! Don't eat!! Because I don't want to live anymore, I don't want to live anymore!! I can't live anymore! Let me go!!!" With uneven breath, Luo Yuntian wanted to chase the landing Ziqing left, of course Luo Yuntian would not let him show up, he quickly knocked him unconscious with his palm while he was confused, then sighed heavily, hugged him and left, his figure quickly disappeared into the mountains...

Lu Ziqing was numb in his mind, and tremblingly walked towards the determined direction, as if he was stepping on the cotton, as if he would collapse in the next moment.

Yu Yan, who had fallen into silence at first, found him approaching, and was immediately shaken out of his wits. He quickly stood up and exclaimed: "Aqiao!"

Lu Ziqing was in a trance, as if he didn't hear his voice, staggered the last few steps, then knelt down beside Zhou Yitong with a limp body.

Zhou Yitong knelt on the ground and his body was stiff, maintaining the posture of supporting his body with a sword. His body was full of arrow feathers. There was a gray haze in his originally golden eyes, and he seemed to be stubbornly looking in a certain direction.

Lu Ziqing breathed slowly, raised his hand to caress his eyelids, and said in a tone of sweet intimacy that belongs only to a lover, tilting his head and whispering: "I'm here."

While speaking, the palm slipped down on his eyes.

Zhou Yitong's eyes were finally willing to close, and his head drooped limply.

Lu Ziqing began to wipe the blood on his face with his sleeve, very carefully.

Yu Yan was frightened by his calmness, and whispered cautiously: "Aqiao, Aqiao, look at me."

"Oh, by the way, Yu Yan." Lu Ziqing suddenly turned his head and said, "Your elder brother really wasn't killed by Zhou Yitong."

Yu Yan nodded vigorously, "I know, I know."

Lu Ziqing took out another brocade box from his bosom and handed it to Yu Yan. Yu Yan glanced at it and took it distractedly. He felt very bad and called again: "Aqiao." Then he couldn't help crying "Don't scare me. I don't want to lose any more. Don't scare me..."

Lu Ziqing smiled at him, his smile was as bright and charming as ever, "This is Wufangjin, but there is only one piece, you divide it into two halves, give it to my eldest brother, and let Murong eat it, do your best and obey the destiny. I I believe...they should be able to survive."

"Okay, okay!!!" When Yu Yan heard that it was Wufang Jin, thinking that these two people who were still breathing might still be saved, he was ecstatic, wiped away the tears on his face with one hand, turned around and split the pill in two Half, feed them into the mouths of the two of them separately, but neither of them has the consciousness to swallow independently, so they can't swallow it.

Lu Ziqing leaned forward slightly and kissed Zhou Yitong's cold lips, raised a hand to hook his neck, his body was blocked by the protruding arrow, at this moment, Sui Li seemed to be saying that he Lu Ziqing had no time to listen to the punishment he would receive after violating the system this time.

One of his hearts has withered and died with this person's departure.

Lu Ziqing's dark eyes showed determination. He held the arrow protruding from Zhou Yitong's right chest with one hand, and sent it forward vigorously. The arrow stained with Zhou Yitong's blood just pierced his heart, and his body was tightly Sticking with Zhou Yitong.

I will meet you again and again, if I talk about it, I will do it naturally.

With a smile on Lu Ziqing's lips, he slowly closed his eyes.

"—The medicine has been fed!" Yu Yan turned his head with joy, ready to tell the man the good news, but the moment he turned his head, he saw Lu Ziqing sticking to Zhou Yitong's arms, his arms hanging down weakly , Yu Yan's face turned pale suddenly, his body couldn't support anymore and he fell to the ground, finally broke down helplessly, holding his head and crying loudly.

Among the hills, a gust of cold wind suddenly blows up, but no matter what, it can't blow away the sadness and desolation in the sky.

……

On a March afternoon, the sun was warm.

Lu Ziqing was sitting in the brightly lit dessert shop, holding a tablet in his hand, his always clear and energetic black eyes were a little silly at this moment.

The screen flashing on the tablet is the clip of the large-scale costume martial arts drama "Long Song" he shot.

Accompanied by the desolate background music, it happened that Zhou Yitong, who he played, held a sword in one hand, hugged his dying sister Zhou Yuanjin, and fought hard with the people who came to surround him.

He was dressed in red and flamboyant, with sharp eyebrows and eyes that were bloodshot, his face was splattered with blood, and he looked gloomy and cruel.

When he saw Zhou Yuanjin's thin body throwing himself on the wounded and exhausted Zhou Yitong to block the sword, Lu Ziqing, who had watched the film countless times, couldn't help crying out.

"Ah, no!"

Hu La, the manager, came over with a matcha cake and a drink. Seeing him so silent, he was very speechless, "Lu Ziqing, have you been bent by yourself?!"

But because of her words, Lu Ziqing put down the tablet, his body stiffened and he stared at those beautiful clear black eyes, and remained silent for a long time as if lost in his soul.

It was eerily quiet.

"What's the matter with you?" Seeing his sudden silence, Hu La stretched out her hand and waved in front of his eyes, "Do you still want to eat the cake? If you don't, I'll eat it..."

Hu La stopped talking suddenly, because she saw that the artist who had always been extremely tough was crying!Tears with a dazed expression fell silently down his cheeks, and his whole body was full of deep sorrow like weeping blood!

"Aren't you? Are you playing tricks on me? Or are you serious?" Hu La quickly put down the fork in her hand, and saw that he could hardly restrain his tears and tears, so she quickly pulled some tissues to wipe his tears , and a little panicked, because she knew that Lu Ziqing was not someone who would cry casually, "Are you too tired? Are you under too much pressure? Or did you get abused after watching a movie just now? My ancestor, can you talk to me?" ?”

Lu Ziqing couldn't hear anything clearly at this time, he was crying silently, shaking violently all over his body, and his whole body had already fallen into the abyss of pain that would never be restored.

He suddenly remembered, he remembered everything, it turned out...he is now being punished.

He went to the world of "Long Song" and was punished because he violated the system's wishes for the last time. His life was locked in this past and he could not move forward.

From the first time he read the script and knew the character Zhou Yitong, to the last time Zhou Yitong passed away, his memory of every life would be taken out to cycle through that experience without limit.

And before that, he cycled No.20 for the second time.

No.20 for the second time...

When Lu Zi woke up, he found that he had returned home. Hu La, who was guarding him by the bed, saw him open his eyes, and finally heaved a sigh of relief with lingering fear.

Seeing his bewildered expression, Hu La told him, "My young master, you fainted from crying today. Can you tell me... what's going on?"

Lu Ziqing blinked his eyes without emotion, and let Hu La ask what was going on, but didn't answer, just pulled the quilt, and said in a hoarse voice to let her go home.

Lu Ziqing waited for Hu La to leave, and then thought about it a little bit.

He found that it was not the first time that his memory suddenly recovered like this.

That was when the reincarnation soul of the tenth life was possessed by Changlin and was looking for books related to changing fate in the study. Without any warning, he suddenly remembered everything.He carried too much in an instant, and his whole body was in a daze. He subconsciously wanted to remind himself by temporarily remembering clearly that he must kill Qi Fenghuang. In the end, he only had time to write the word "kill", and his memory flooded like a flood. Fade away, no trace can be found again.

Lu Ziqing also understood that this was futile, no matter whether he wrote that line or not, he still couldn't kill Qi Fenghuang in the end, and Zhou Yitong's ending would still not change.

Because he knows that the world is like a closed container, and all their encounters and experiences are the water contained in it. No matter how turbulent or changed, they will never escape the established frame.

Lu Ziqing thought that his recovery of memory this time was only for a short period of time, but what he didn't expect was that these long memories would remain, and he re-entered the world of "Long Song" together with him.

However, just like that time attached to Qi Fenghuang, the "he" with the memory is hidden in the corner of his mind, unable to move or speak, only to perceive.

Perceived with Zhou Yitong, No.20 III.

The tension when we first met, all kinds of ridiculous misunderstandings after we met, the sweet intimacy when we fell in love, and the pain and despair that we could never see again after we separated, he seemed to be standing in a different perspective, looking at the relationship between himself and Zhou Yitong. Those familiar bits and pieces in the room.

Lu Ziqing once tried to communicate with Li, "You...why restore the memory of my life?"

Sure enough, Sui Li could hear him, and also answered him, "Because, this is my rule."

Lu Ziqing didn't understand, but he didn't ask any more questions after that. He just felt that the stars were changing, time was passing, and finally...it was the last moment.

Handing Wufang Jin to Yu Yan to save people, Lu Ziqing half-closed his eyes and swayed unsteadily. After a violent dizziness in his mind, all the memories were released instantly.

Lu Ziqing panted for a while, and finally smiled sadly with a pale face.

That's it, that's it.

Lu Ziqing shed tears and leaned over to press a kiss on Zhou Yitong's cold mouth, just like the decision made 23 times before, hugged him tightly, and let the sharp arrow stab into his heart.

Lu Ziqing leaned into Zhou Yitong's arms, slowly closed his eyes, and waited for the next reunion with him.

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