ten steps one kill

Eyes closed, unconscious.

Leaving him alone, he walked through the gate of hell once, and for the rest of his life, his hands and feet were cold and he was breathing heavily.

Then, he heard applause.

The sound of clapping palms sounded without warning.

—Who, who is hiding in the dark?

Liu Hongfeng couldn't help shivering, if it wasn't for the coolness blowing on his face and the gust of wind, he almost thought he was dreaming.

However, after all, he has been through the test of life and death, and his body took the lead before his consciousness. He immediately took a step forward, picked up the Tianji Sword from Duan Changya's side, pointed at the void, and said sharply, "Who is it?"

There are two people who emerged from the darkness.

The light in the cave was dim, and before the faces of the two were fully revealed, the footsteps of one of them had already betrayed his identity. His footsteps were uneven in height, and only people with slope feet would walk like this.

Song Yun, the master of Dongfeng Hall, returns.

Liu Hongfeng was not surprised, there must be power struggle among the famous families, now Yingzhou Island is a three-legged rivalry, and it is not unexpected that Dongfengtang will show up in the place where the young master of the Duan family made a mistake.

What really surprised him was Song Yungui's companions.

He had seen this person's face, not in the crowd, but in Duan's courtyard, in Duan Changya's quiet and tidy room, the portrait hanging on the wall.

The portrait has aged for some time, the paper surface has turned yellow, and the once thick ink and color has faded to a light off-white. The woman in the portrait has a dignified and beautiful face, with a happy expression. A lovely boy in white.

The eldest daughter of King Pingnan, the princess conferred by the late emperor himself, and also Duan Qichang's lover, Nangong Jin.

Ten years have passed, Nangong Jin's face is not old, but still retains the beauty of youth, with bright eyes and smooth skin.

But her expression was completely different from the one in the painting. She looked at the mess in front of her, at her beloved son who fell on the ground, and there was no pity in her eyes, only hatred.

The corners of her mouth were slightly pursed, showing a bit of distorted pleasure in addition to her hatred, and a gloomy look appeared on a beautiful face, making it even more ferocious.

There was no one else in the cave, Xue Yuguan had been slaughtered, Liu Qian and Duan Changya were both unconscious, only Liu Hongfeng was still standing, and the two uninvited guests came straight towards him.

Liu Hongfeng felt extremely strenuous holding the Tianji Sword in his palm, not only because he was affected by the Gu poison and his body was weak, but also because the sword was heavier than he imagined, the weight of the long sword was comparable to any weapon he had used They are all different, distributed on the slender sword body in a unique way, making it difficult to control.

He could no longer use his strength to control the sword, he could only pretend to be holding the sword to bluff, if these two people deliberately deal with him, he might have no choice but to fight with his arms tied.

But the two of them didn't do anything, didn't even draw out their swords, they just stopped in front of him, Nangong Jin even bowed to pay tribute, and asked in a respectful tone: "Young Master Feng, do you know who I am?"

Liu Hongfeng squinted her eyes and looked at her: "Of course I recognize it, but I didn't expect that there are so many strange things hidden on Yingzhou Island, and even the dead can be resurrected."

Faced with his provocation, Nangong Jin just replied indifferently: "If the dead leave too many regrets, maybe they will choose to return to the world."

Liu Hongfeng looked at her expression, and said: "It seems that the dead not only returned to the world, but also found an ally."

Nangong Jin glanced to the side, turned her gaze back to Liu Hongfeng, and said, "Yun Gui and I were friends a long time ago, and I met him earlier than I met Duan Qichang."

Song Yungui also turned his head to look at her, not hiding the ambiguous look in his eyes, the two were very close, Song Yungui deliberately stayed by Nangong Jin's side, with one arm protecting her back.

Liu Hongfeng's eyes lingered between the two of them, and said: "You and Duan Qichang were once envied by everyone in the rivers and lakes."

Nangong Jin showed a wry smile, and said, "That's what outsiders say."

Liu Hongfeng frowned and said, "Outsider? Is your precious son also an outsider?"

Nangong Jin lowered his gaze, glanced at Duan Changya, quickly closed his eyes, and said, "At that time, Duan Changya was still young and didn't know much about it. The so-called high mountains and flowing water, zither and music were all just to bluff children. It's just a lie."

"Duan Qichang deeply mourns his deceased wife. Is it also a lie that he hasn't remarried for ten years?"

"It's all lies. Do you think that Duan Qichang married me because he fell in love with me? No, he just coveted my blood. My mother was born in southern Xinjiang. According to some unofficial legends, the Miao people have pure blood. I just wanted to use my body to benefit the descendants of the Duan family, but unfortunately he still miscalculated and gave birth to a child suffering from madness. He is afraid of the curse left to him by his ancestors, so he dare not marry again."

Her eyes stayed on Duan Changya for a short time, and then moved away quickly, but Liu Hongfeng still noticed the disgust in her eyes.Duan Changya's blood-stained appearance seemed to make her extremely unhappy. She looked at her own flesh and blood, but it was like looking at a piece of garbage, a waste.

Liu Hongfeng suddenly bent down, approached Duan Changya's side, put his hand close to the side of the latter's neck, and felt for his blood.

Duan Changya's skin is very cool, there is still energy in the meridians, but the flow is very slow and slight, as if cut off by an invisible force.The culprit was the hidden weapon on his neck. The place where he was stabbed left a wound, and the nearby skin was bruised unnaturally.

Liu Hongfeng raised his head and asked, "What's the matter with madness?"

Nangong Jin said: "I have to ask the ancestors of the Duan family. They practiced swordsmanship in the Tianshan Mountains of the Western Regions. They were blindly greedy for power, obsessed with obsession, and only cared about martial arts without caring about their minds. They finally went mad and incurred punishment from heaven. They became violent and addicted. Blood, even brotherhood. You must have never heard of these things."

Liu Hongfeng smiled wryly: "I've never heard of it."

"The Duan family pretends to be the number one sword in the world, claims to be a famous family, and enjoys all the glory, but there is a curse of madness in his blood. No matter how noble and innocent he pretends to be on weekdays, once he gets sick, he will deny his relatives, right from wrong, and completely Being swallowed by the darkness in your heart is more cruel and ruthless than the devil. You have seen it with your own eyes just now."

Liu Hongfeng was silent for a while, put away the Tianji Sword, and asked instead: "Since it is such an important secret, why do you want to share it with me?"

"Naturally to help you."

"Help me?" Liu Hongfeng raised his eyebrows, "I fell into the hunter's trap unknowingly, but should I thank the hunter for his generosity?"

Nangong Jin lowered her head with a wry smile on her face.

Seeing this, Song Yungui spoke instead of her and said, "You misunderstood, we are not hunters, and we did not set the trap. The real hunter is Duan Qichang."

Liu Hongfeng said: "Empty talk has no proof, how can you see it?"

His verbal intimidation may be able to calm down Nangong Jin, but it is not effective for Song Yungui, an old Jianghu. The latter sighed softly and said: "This martial arts conference was originally organized by the three schools, and my relationship with Duan is naturally stronger than yours. It's much closer, and you tried to show your face to win Duan Qichang's favor on the surface, but in fact you secretly investigated, your intentions were too obvious, they have already seen you, that's why they want to deal with you."

Liu Hongfeng couldn't help but sullen from being poked at the sore spot.Song Yungui's contemptuous look that seemed to see through everything made him feel very unhappy, but he couldn't refute it.The appearance of an unknown person posing in front of the aristocratic family turned out to be so humble and ridiculous in the other party's eyes.There has always been a distinction between dignity and inferiority in the rivers and lakes, and the ranks are strict. Even on this small island, there must be a distinction between the top of the mountain and the foot of the mountain. The people at the foot of the mountain squeeze their heads and don't even try to get close to the top of the mountain... Although he has long understood These principles, but at this moment, standing in front of Song Yungui, he still felt extremely humiliated in his heart.

While covering up his unhappiness, he asked, "So Duan Shi hired Xue Yuguan to deal with me?"

Song Yungui said: "Xue Yuguan is just a blunt knife, destined not to be a great tool. That woman named Chi Lian is the key to threading the needle."

"Chi Lian?"

"She is very close to you, and she also wants to win the protection of the Duan family and use Duan Qichang's status to achieve her own goals, so Duan Qichang deceived her and asked her to take Liu Qian captive to the bamboo courtyard to negotiate with you. The whereabouts of Lian and Liu Qian were leaked to the Bloody Clothes Gang, in order to stir up the flames of hatred, trying to bury the three of you in the fire together, but I didn't even have to get my fingers dirty."

Liu Hongfeng was very surprised, but he knew in his heart that Song Yungui's words were true. Only in this way could he explain what he saw along the way.

Both Jin'e and Chi Lian died because of him, and Liu Qian was also in danger because of him, almost losing his life.

He took a deep breath and said, "What about Duan Changya? In Duan Qichang's trap, didn't he ever take his family's safety into consideration?"

Song Yungui smiled and said: "He didn't expect that Duan Changya would live and die with you, and do his best for you."

Liu Hongfeng sneered, unable to tell whether it was relief or bitterness in his heart, he could only stare into Song Yungui's eyes, and continued: "Teacher Song, you are also a well-known and upright chivalrous man, since you are aware of the conspiracy in and out of the game Palm, just now Duan Changya made a move to kill someone, why didn't you stop him, instead, just watched from the sidelines?"

Song Yungui said: "Xue Yuguan is not considered a human being, but a beast in clothes, and he deserves to be hacked into pieces."

"It seems that in the eyes of the hall master, I should also be cut into pieces, and I deserve it?"

"How come, if he really hurt you, I will attack immediately. But he didn't hurt you after all, this is your ability, Mr. Feng, your ability is a hundred times stronger than my sword, why do you rely on me? Protect."

The eyes of the two met, and Liu Hongfeng only felt that there was a very deep palace hidden in Pojiao's body, which made his whole body tense, and he dared not relax in the slightest.

At this time, Nangong Jin, who had been silent from the sidelines, said, "Stop arguing, you two. There is only one person who deserves to die, and that is myself. But even I have returned to the world, so why should you two quarrel? Both of you are me!" Important allies, especially you, Mr. Feng."

"Allies?" Liu Hongfeng said coldly, but did not appreciate her compliments.

Nangong Jin was not in a hurry, but asked back: "Don't you want to reveal Duan's face?"

Liu Hongfeng's voice changed: "Can you tell me the truth about the bloody coat case?"

"Of course," the other party replied, "You have come here, it must be God's guidance, even if I don't tell you, you can see it with your own eyes."

As she spoke, she shook out a fire pocket, turned around and walked towards the rock wall behind her.

Liu Hongfeng chased Nangong Jin's back, and couldn't help being secretly surprised. It turned out that there was a candle holder on the rock wall. The old wax oil had solidified and was sealed with a thick layer of dust. She tried several times before finally igniting it. flame.

Although the flame is small, it illuminates the world, enough for people in the flame to see the surrounding situation clearly.

Liu Hongfeng's eyes were already used to the darkness, and it hurt a little from the sudden flash of light, and it took a while for the white spots in front of his eyes to disappear.He looked around, and he really saw many things that he hadn't noticed just now.

Yingzhou Island is located on the shore of the East China Sea, facing the mainland across the sea. This strait did not exist in ancient times. The land and the island were connected together, and the peaks on the island were once part of the Qiantang River Estuary. Many caves were formed.The place where he settled was at an inflection point in the downward direction of the cave. The terrain was low and the dome was high, forming a natural open field. Not only was there a lampstand on the rock wall, but the protruding rocks under the lampstand had also been artificially polished to become flat. The stone table and stone bed, with some iron furnishings scattered around, would have looked like a small room were it not for the gurgling water and the gusts of cold wind.

The wooden coffin filled with the blood of Xue Yuguan's corpse is also a part of this room. In addition, there are several empty coffins with similar shapes, all of which are made of ordinary rough wood, each of which has some wear and tear, and is piled up messily in the corner , looks like a wooden box containing sundries.

However, Liu Hongfeng's expression suddenly changed when he touched those unremarkable empty coffins.Even ignoring the two lines of sight on the opposite side, he walked quickly to get closer, put his fingers on the coffin lid, and stroked it carefully.

He buried his head and said nothing, but his fingers kept trembling.

His trembling did not escape the eyes of the two observers. At some point, the two of them were standing beside him. Nangong Jin asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Has Liu Shaoxia already got a clue?"

Liu Hongfeng finally raised his head: "Trouble? You ask me clue? I think I'm crazy."

"You're not crazy," Nangong Jin just shook his head: "What you see is true, but facts are often more terrifying and unbelievable than nightmares."

It took Liu Hongfeng a moment to calm down, and when he spoke again, his tone was much calmer: "In the bloody clothing case ten years ago, ten innocent women disappeared out of thin air. , but appeared together in the cemetery, each lying in a coffin, soaked in blood, I have touched the texture of the coffin with my own hands, and I have never forgotten it during these more than 3000 days and nights."

His narration was low and depressing, but Nangong Jin showed a gratified smile and said, "I really didn't find the wrong person."

Her reaction made Liu Hongfeng even more unhappy, and her expression became more indifferent: "Then you can tell me the truth."

Nangong Jin nodded, and said: "The fact starts a long time ago. The ancestors of the Duan family practiced the celestial swordsmanship in the Tianshan Mountains of the Western Regions and established the world's number one sect. However, the master of the Lipai concealed an important secret. He became obsessed with greed for martial arts, and the madness caused by his own spiritual backlash. This disease has been passed down from generation to generation along with his blood, and has become a major hidden danger for the Duan family to dominate the martial arts. That's why Duan Qichang came to me and tricked me. I gave birth to his child in an attempt to use the blood of my offspring to cleanse his body of filth."

Speaking of this, Nangong Jin showed undisguised disgust on his face, and was silent for a moment before continuing:

"Duan Changya was weak and sick when he was young, and he learned martial arts later than others. However, once he practiced the mental method, he showed a talent that was once in a hundred years. Nanwang was visiting the Duan Mansion, and it happened that an assassin with evil plans sneaked into the mansion, intending to harm my father, but was discovered by Duan Changya before he bumped into the guards. On that day, like today, he subdued the assassin and cut him off. The legs, feet, shoulders and necks were dismembered, and a living person was dismembered into countless pieces. I will never forget what I saw on that day. It turned out that the beloved son I gave birth to was such a cruel monster."

Impressed by her tone, Liu Hongfeng couldn't help clenching his fingers together, frowned, and asked, "So, the bloody suit case is also related to his madness?"

"There is a direct relationship," Nangong Jin said. "After the tragedy happened that day, Duan Qichang immediately closed his house, covered up all the truth, and then sought medical treatment everywhere. He found a method in ancient books. The blood of living people is used as medicine, and it must be the blood of the fifth watch of a young woman. Mr. Feng, do you know what the blood of the fifth watch is?"

Hearing this, Liu Hongfeng felt as if his chest was being pounded by a boulder, and there were bursts of soreness in the depths of his throat, but he forced himself to look at the other party, and said: "The fifth night is the last time before the end of the night, the fifth watch blood... ...that is, the last remaining blood in the body..."

"That's right." Nangong Jin nodded, "The blood collector has to let go, but he can't die. You should be able to imagine what kind of pain it is."

He couldn't think of it, he just felt nauseous, wishing that his spleen and stomach would retch, he had searched for this truth for ten years, like a lonely boat, drifting on the long sea, watching hope fade away, At this moment, the lonely boat finally hit the reef, and a few faint words set off a turbulent sea in his heart, and the lonely boat was smashed to pieces, crumbling out of shape.

Nangong Jin was still narrating, but her hoarse and weak voice sounded extremely cruel: "Duan Qichang hired a doctor named Hou with a lot of money, and prepared to collect blood and refine medicine according to the records in ancient books. Ten women were kidnapped, transported secretly to Yingzhou Island, and borrowed the site of Yan's Jianjianzhuang, and committed heinous crimes in the depths of the dark cave."

Liu Hongfeng didn't want to believe it, but he had to believe it. All the clues pointed to one place, the contract left by Hou Langzhong, the reason why the Bloody Clothes Gang was condoned by the government, and Xue Yuguan's strange act of killing himself no matter what...

"He really chose a wonderful place. Here, even a loud scream will be swallowed up by the winding cave and will not be heard by outsiders. The doctor surnamed Hou fed ten women here. They were drugged, and then filled with water in wooden coffins. They cut open their skins one by one, and collected all their blood. Among them, a woman with a very strong temperament woke up halfway, and she would rather die than give in. She was seriously injured repeatedly. Struggling to the last moment..."

Liu Hongfeng raised his head abruptly. Before Nangong Jin could speak, he had already heard the words behind him. He wished he could pounce on this person, cover her mouth, and silence her voice, but the other person continued to say:

"...that woman's surname is Liu."

long silence.

Liu Hongfeng's expression suddenly became extremely calm, like the fragments of a lonely boat floating on the calm sea after a huge wave.He slowly raised his hand, wiped his messy temple hair, then clenched his fingers, finally turned to Nangong Jin, and said, "You did not find the wrong person, that woman is my biological mother."

However, Nangong Jin's expression became extremely agitated. She looked at Liu Hongfeng eagerly, and her voice suddenly became much louder: "Then you have enough reasons to hate them! Duan Shi, Yan Shi, Hou Langzhong, Bloody Gang... As long as one of them is missing, such a scene of hell will not appear in the world. But they collude with others, bury the evidence, play tricks, and push the crime to the devil, but they don’t know that their hearts are more vicious than the devil! Ten lives, ten years, None of them repented, none of them redeemed their sins! They still enjoy the glory and wealth, and show off their power in the martial arts. But what is the martial arts? It is obviously a group of beasts and scum, why do they get together and become dragons and phoenixes? Is this true? Not funny, not hateful, not sad?"

Liu Hongfeng couldn't answer Nangong Jin's question.

He knew that the so-called strength of the martial arts, the morality of the rivers and lakes, the so-called high mountains and rivers, chivalry and good faith, are just lies, a beautiful coat to cover up the truth, just like himself wearing a mask, ridiculous, hateful, and pathetic.

He said in a thirsty voice, "I have one more question."

Nangong Jin's mood calmed down a little: "Young Master Feng, it's okay to ask."

Liu Hongfeng glanced at Duan Changya quickly, and asked, "The symptoms of mad blood are to lose all reason and become another person?"

Nangong Jin shook her head: "No one can completely become another person. This kind of fantasy does not exist at all. The so-called obsession is to be swallowed by the darkness in the heart. No one is innocent. If he doesn't want to kill, he will never It will kill, and once it kills, it will never stop."

Liu Hongfeng took a deep breath.

He gradually understood why Duan Changya is what he is today.

Duan Qichang took great care to protect his son and never stained Duan Changya with any darkness, that's why his eyes are so open and open, and his sword is so pure and selfless.

Until he meets himself.

He wants to kill everyone who hurts him.

He wants to imprison himself where no one knows.

He wants to keep himself for himself.

There is no darkness in Duan Changya's life. However, the deepest love is always dirty and filthy, like a shadow entrenched in the corner. With the accumulation of dust, it becomes heavier and deeper, and no third person is allowed to step in. The shackles of the gods finally dragged a person who was not stained with dust into the quagmire.

This was exactly what Liu Hongfeng wanted.It is the purpose of all his careful catering and seduction.

Seek kindness.

The flame in the lampstand by the wall jumped, and the dusty oil wax was reborn, burning more vigorously than before.

The light only lasted for a short while, but Liu Hongfeng felt as if it was a lifetime away.

Looking at Nangong Jin's face, he asked, "How did you know my identity?"

Nangong Jin smiled at him and said, "We have been looking for you."

Liu Hongfeng didn't appreciate it, but said coldly: "I don't remember that I had friendship with Dongfengtang?"

Song Yungui took over his words and said, "Why do you need to meet face to face? Anyone who enters the prison is a death row prisoner. The name of every person who has been in prison and the family background are recorded and clearly written."

Liu Hongfeng's face darkened.

At this moment, Song Yungui took out something from behind.

A mask with blue-faced fangs.

"You should understand now."

Song Yungui put the mask on his head, and his voice changed a lot. What's even more strange is that even the problem of the slope foot was cured. His shoulders and back were straight, and his figure was much taller and bigger than usual. Walking in front of Liu Hongfeng, he looked down at him.

With wild fangs and a ferocious blue face, if it appeared in a dream, it would definitely turn the dream into a nightmare.

Liu Hongfeng met his gaze, and the expression on his face changed from shock to anger: "...So it was you!"

Yingzhou Island is the place where the bloody clothes case happened, and it is also the place where the martial arts conference is held, and it is also the destination where the death row prisoners are pardoned.Too many karmic coincidences gather here, as if a hand is pulling them in the dark and kneading them together.Now, the hand has finally surfaced, revealing its true colors.

But Song Yungui only stayed for a moment, and quickly took off the mask, but his fierce and distorted expression still lingered on his face, like an invisible mask.

The invisible is often more formidable.

"Sorry, I don't have a better solution, so I can only do this." He said, but there was not much shame in his tone.

Liu Hongfeng's angry expression didn't change: "It's interesting to think about it all the time hiding in the dark and manipulating people's hearts."

Song Yungui sighed, and continued: "The amnesty for the death row prisoner is indeed an imperial order issued by the new emperor, but it is just a superficial effort to win the prize. The cabinet ministers still want you to die, but you cannot die on the execution ground. The court has always acted in such a contradictory way, and it was not my idea to poison you. If I hadn't concealed my identity, bribed the jailer, robbed the death row, and found a precious antidote, how could you stand here and listen to me at this moment? Tell the truth?"

Liu Hongfeng stared at him intently, and waited until he had finished speaking before saying, "You want these condemned prisoners to fight for the Moxie Sword for you, but what you want is not the Moxie Sword at all."

"Of course," Song Yungui said, "A mere sword is never important, what matters is you."

Liu Hongfeng chuckled lightly: "So you have gone all out to save my life and match me up? I didn't expect me, Liu Hongfeng, to be so sympathetic."

Song Yungui said patiently: "You have underestimated your own value. People in the world are forgetful. Crimes may attract people to condemn them for a while, but most people just want to show off their tongues. As long as the incident is over, people will forget what they said. , presided over justice and justice, so even if the Duan family committed a heinous crime, they are still famous in the martial arts world, and they are proud of the world, and they don't have to bear any consequences."

Liu Hongfeng couldn't help being silent. He never understood these principles. When he was rejected by the government again and again, he never gritted his teeth and hated everyone, and regarded the world as an enemy.

"The ten grievances have all passed away, and only you are still searching hard. Mr. Feng, you are as strong and unyielding as your mother, and you are a leader in the current situation. I, Song Yungui, can promise that when the Duan family is ruined, you will be famous." When it rises."

As expected of being the master of the house, Liu Hongfeng couldn't help but feel blood fluttering with such impassioned words.

Song Yungui also noticed that his expression had changed, so he remained silent, waiting for his response.

After a while, Liu Hongfeng said, "You're wrong, what you need is not me."

This time it was Song Yungui's turn to be surprised.

Liu Hongfeng continued: "You just want a puppet that is easy to control. As for what kind of person I am, you don't care. Even if I am greedy for life and afraid of death, cowardly and seek perfection, even if I do many evils and are full of evil, you will still win me over. Hall Master Song has always had a wide range of friends and is merciful, seeing him today is indeed true."

There were thorns in his words, which made Song Yungui show a little sullen expression: "You misunderstood me, I value your character, that's why I want to conspire with you in the great cause, and return Wulin to justice."

"Really?" He raised his eyebrows, "Since you value me so much, why don't you give me the antidote now."

The annoyance in Song Yungui's eyes was even worse, and he tried his best to maintain a peaceful tone: "The antidote is precious, so it's inconvenient to hand it over for now, but don't worry, as long as you work together with me, the antidote will naturally be in your pocket."

But Liu Hongfeng rolled his eyes, tilted his head, and said, "But I'm very short-sighted, I want it now."

Although he was injured all over, but such a stubborn ruffian has not diminished at all, it is really suitable to deal with the handsome gentleman in front of him.This person's mask has been worn for too long, and it has been firmly attached to the skin, and it takes some brute force to tear it off.

This is a contest without a blade, but it is more deadly than a sword-fighting battle. If it is not serious, you will fall into a trap and lose everything.

After a brief silence, Song Yungui really showed his fangs: "In order to survive, you have no choice."

"Who said that?" Liu Hongfeng spread his hands, "I can choose to die."

Song Yungui raised his voice: "You died easily, so the revenge of killing your mother will be over?"

"Then I don't dare," Liu Hongfeng said, "The kindness of parents is as important as Mount Tai, there is no reason not to avenge family feuds, why not take revenge with my own hands now."

As he spoke, he raised his wrist and pulled out the Tianji sword without any struggle.

The sound of the sword was clanging, Guanghua came out of its sheath, and the expressions of the two people on the opposite side froze at the same time.

Song Yungui protected Nangong Jin behind him, and turned to Liu Hongfeng: "What do you mean?"

"Of course it means revenge." Liu Hongfeng flicked the long sword, the blade did not point at the person opposite, but hung to the side, pointing at the ground not far away.

On the ground is Duan Changya's unconscious figure.

The Tianji sword rested on Duan Changya's neck impartially.

"His life is in my hands now. He is the proud son of a famous family. I am an unknown rat. One life is worth one life. Killing him for revenge, I can earn a lot for nothing. When I walk on the road to the underworld, my mother will definitely praise me. .”

Song Yungui showed a flustered look, and sternly reprimanded: "Liu Hongfeng! Don't act impulsively, you don't know the general idea!"

"It's a pity that I am short-sighted and impulsive."

Liu Hongfeng held the sword steadily, with a disapproving expression still on his face.The Tianji Sword is really a good sword. The blade seems to be an extension of the fingertips. Palm.

He pressed the sharp blade against Duan Changya's neck, but it seemed as if he was putting his palm on it and stroking it. He actually recalled the lingering scene of hooking this man's neck to death in the fiery red tent not long ago.

This person is his skin-to-skin lover and the enemy who ruined half of his life, and now he is just a bargaining chip in his hand.

He didn't take another look at Duan Changya, but just stared at Song Yungui's face.

Song Yungui's expression was very exciting.

He has almost written all his thoughts on his face - shock, anger, anxiety, fear, as the head of the family, he has few chances of being threatened by others, in his plan, Liu Hongfeng should be grateful to Dade and accept his He really didn't expect that this person not only refused to accept his favor, but even challenged him.

There was a smile on Liu Hongfeng's mouth.

This arrogant, provocative smile has become the most powerful weapon for this person at this moment. His life is built on loose and sparse sand, and he has long deviated from the way of ordinary people. It is like a joke. Gambling, life can be thrown away, friendship can be thrown away, life and death are also chips in the game, not valuable, and the happiness cherished by all living beings is just a passing cloud in his eyes.

And there's nothing harder to deal with than a cynical outlaw.

Song Yungui still hasn't figured out a way to deal with him.Nangong Jin couldn't bear it any longer, and whispered to her companion, "Why don't you give him the antidote."

Song Yungui hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a utensil from the bag, and threw it to the other party.

Liu Hongfeng raised his hand to take it, and his fingertips felt cold. It was an unpretentious porcelain bottle with a pill rolling in it.

"How do I know it's true?"

"You are the one who is poisonous in your body, you will know after you try it."

Liu Hongfeng put away the sword, and turned to open the cork of the porcelain bottle. A strange herbal smell wafted out from it. It smelled completely strange, but when the smell was poured into the nasal cavity, it made people feel refreshed and refreshed.

"Yungui didn't lie to you," Nangong Jin said patiently, "The court's poison recipes have always been top-secret, Yungui finally got the antidote after going through a lot of twists and turns, and this is the only one, as long as you take it, your life will be safe Yu."

"Thank you." Liu Hongfeng smiled, but put the lid back on and put the porcelain bottle in her pocket.

Song Yungui once again showed a look of astonishment: "You don't take the medicine?"

"No need."

"Are you going to die?"

"I said earlier that I don't spare my life. If I keep this antidote, it may be of great use in the future."

Song Yungui looked at him in disbelief, and after a long silence, he said, "Liu Hongfeng, you are really crazy."

Liu Hongfeng shrugged his shoulders and said, "If I'm not crazy, why would you bother joining hands with me?"

Song Yungui chuckled lightly, noncommittal.

Liu Hongfeng put the Tianji Sword back into its sheath, also suppressed the hostility in his eyes, and said in a relaxed tone, "Maybe tell me about your plan, what are you going to do?"

Song Yungui turned his gaze to the water surface beside him: "Have you seen the situation in that piece of water?"

Liu Hongfeng didn't understand the other party's intention for a while: "What's going on in the water? It's nothing more than a few jagged rocks."

"How much?"

"Three dollars."

"That's right, because of these three stones, this place is also called the Tomb of the Three Kings."

"Three Kings Tomb?"

"Do you know the meaning of this name?"

"Of course," Liu Hongfeng nodded and said, "General Mo Xie's son avenged his father, cut off his head, and presented it together with Mo Xie's sword to a guest king. The guest king presented the sword and head to the king of Chu. The king of Chu was overjoyed and ordered The people set up a pot and put the head into the pot to stew. When the king of Chu was leaning over to watch, the guest pulled out the Mo Xie sword from behind and cut off the king's head. Then he drew the sword and kissed his neck, and committed suicide on the spot. The heads of individuals fell into the same cauldron and were boiled so that the skin and flesh were separated, but the bones were fused together forever."

As he spoke, he looked at the rocks floating in the water. Due to years of immersion, a layer of gray-white frost was deposited on the surface of the stones. Floating in a piece of stagnant water glowing with fluorescence, it really looked like three human heads stacked on top of each other. One place, regardless of each other.

A thought suddenly flashed in his mind: "Master Song, you unearthed the famous ancient sword Moxie from the depths of the mine and brought it to Jianjianzhuang. Because of this sword, there is a reason for the martial arts conference."

"good."

"Is this sword also your masterpiece?"

Song Yungui just shook his head: "Not everything can be done by people. The sword is a genuine ancient sword. If I bring a fake one, even if I can fool the eyes of the world, I can't fool Yan who has been making swords for generations. Landlord."

"indeed so."

"In other words, the appearance of the famous ancient sword Moxie in this world is not due to God's will."

Liu Hongfeng was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help turning his eyes to the water again.

The heads of the three kings are fake, but the bloody case that happened here is real. The general Mo Xie who was convicted by the sword is so innocent, and the ten whores who suffered for no reason deserve to die.Over the past and now, courtiers and emperors have changed like the sun and the moon, but the world is still full of bullying and injustice. In the current era of power, power, and power, the lives of the people are still as fragile as grass.

As if seeing his intentions, Song Yungui said: "The son of a general has been dormant for ten years for revenge. He will not hesitate to burn his body and bones to pieces, and he wants to recover the justice ten years ago. Mr. Feng, your situation is so similar to mine. Today, the three kings Tsukaichi, we also have to be of one heart