Has Marquis Anping been beaten today?

Xie Yan stood there dumbly, his eyes were full of bewilderment, and he hadn't recovered from the news of Jiang Jingyun's death.

He looked like a puppy who accidentally broke into the snow field, looking around, the vast world was full of powerlessness and paleness, and he didn't know how to react.

Xie Ci squatted on the ground crying for a long time, unable to get up, finally beat the ground annoyed, just sat on the ground, pulled the silk flowers from his hair, and kept tearing them in his hands as if venting.

After the silk flower was out of shape, he buried his face in his chest again, crying so hard that his voice became hoarse.

"Ci'er." A calm male voice sounded from the door.

Xie Man followed the prestige and saw a man in his forties, with a refined and refined face, wearing a dark blue gown, holding a red folding fan sprinkled with gold in his hand, with three large characters written on it: Good man.

There are also two lines of poems written on the far right side of the fan: Most of the world is full of tigers and leopards, but only my generation is noble.

Xie Tingyuan, Xie Ci's father, and King Rui of Qingqiu, are also special existences in Qingqiu.In the early years, after the death of his biological mother, he became unconscious all day long, and he wanted to become a monk all day long, and went to the temple to become a monk several times.

One time, he sneaked out of the palace and went to a temple. He shaved half of his hair, and was taken back to the palace by the prince at that time, who is now Emperor Tai'an, and beat him up. Only then did he stop thinking about becoming a monk.

But after so many years, Xie Ting would go to the temple to listen to Zen from time to time, and from time to time he would follow the monks to give alms. Wherever there was a disaster, he would personally bring people to help.

Because of his various benevolent deeds, he is often called "Dashi" by the people.

"Four...fourth uncle?" Xie Wen was stunned, and called out blankly, pointing to the thank you on one side, his voice was hoarse, and he stumbled, "Just now...Jiaojiao fought with me. He... …He said."

The originally unobstructed throat was suddenly blocked by a few balls of water-soaked cotton. It was so tightly blocked that not a single sound could come out.

Xie Yan's eyes suddenly sparkled, his Adam's apple was throbbing with difficulty, he took a deep breath, still inexplicably holding a trace of luck in his heart, he managed to squeeze out a smile, and his voice trembled uncontrollably: "Jiaojiao ran in just now Tell me that the second brother is gone, I think he must have lied to me, the second brother has such a high level of cultivation, how could he..."

"Xiao Liu." Xie Tingyuan shook his folding fan lightly, looked at Xie Ci who was huddled in the corner and fainted from crying, then looked at Xie Fan, his eyes were a little complicated, and he sighed softly, "Jing Yun ...It's really gone. You also know that Ci'er likes Jing Yun the most, and he can't accept it all at once. For his negligence in speech and behavior, fourth uncle apologizes to you on his behalf. "

"If you want to see him, go to Yizhuang in the south of the city." Xie Tingyuan turned his eyes away from Xie Fan, stepped forward to pick up his son and walked out, and added when he reached the door, "Remember to put the injured child first. Deal with it."

Xie Fan stared blankly at Xie Ting's distant figure, and suddenly felt a sharp stabbing pain in his heart, the blood flowing all over his body turned into tens of thousands of silver needles, piercing into the heart all at once, and in an instant turned into a barbed needle. The sharp weapon severed the soft heart, and the pain was unbearable.

He bent down abruptly, gasping for breath like a drowning man, a dense layer of sweat dripped from his forehead, and slid down his cheeks to his trembling lips. After the faint salty smell dissipated, there was only bitterness left, which made people unable to bear it Red eyes.

Xie Yan lost all light in his eyes, and there were thousands of dark clouds accumulated between his brows.Like a man in his dying years, he walked out tremblingly, holding on to the door frame.

There was no sound in the Yizhuang, the breeze climbed the branches outside the window, jumped into the room with ease, slowed down a little as if knowing the world, hid timidly behind the pillars, carefully blowing the white silk, and after the movement was too loud, Slip away in a hurry, for fear of being caught.

Xie Man simply untied the bandage on his arm, knelt down on the ground, and quietly looked at Jiang Jingyun who was lying in the ice coffin.

It was made of the cold ice of Jiang Hai Yusheng's millennium, and many spirit beast soul stones are condensed in it, which can keep the corpse of the person in the coffin from rot.

The body of the coffin is crystal clear, cold smoke rises faintly, curling up in the air, in different shapes, stubborn and unwilling to try to go further home, after all, it dissipates with regret.

Xie Yan pursed his lips, and then looked closer, the thin cloth was against the body of the coffin, his face turned pale from the cold, but he didn't even notice it.

Those familiar phoenix eyes were tightly closed, the frost that had always been hidden between the brows disappeared, the already fair skin became even whiter, and the deep and shallow scars on the cheeks were like scratches on beautiful jade, making her It's a pity that people read it straight.

What he was wearing happened to be the long gown that he had given him before, but it was a pity that it was still broken in the end.

This second Jiang is really a duplicity.He obviously likes it to death, but he refuses to admit it.

Obviously he is already at the end of his strength, and he is not willing to bow his head and give in. If he had been earlier...

Thinking of this, a trace of sarcasm flashed across Xie Jian's eyes, if he had told himself earlier that he had no spiritual power, would he have believed it?

No, no, he would only feel that Jiang Jingyun was lying to him, after all he always thought that Jiang Jingyun was a cold-blooded and heartless person.

Jiang Jingyun is so powerful, with a high-level cultivation base, how could he have no spiritual power?He must have done it on purpose!

But Xie Ci told him that Jiang Jingyun was not cold-blooded and heartless, he had received three hundred good and evil lashes for himself, and he had no spiritual power to recall Shuangxue and save others.

He tore apart the soul of the earth, pierced his heart with thousands of swords, and was almost eaten by wild dogs.

All he did was to save himself.

The head coach of Xuanhu Camp, King Jing of Qingqiu, that Jiang Jingyun who he accused of being cold-blooded and ruthless, that second brother who eats too much sweets will cause a toothache, is afraid of taking medicine, and likes to wear black clothes because he is too lazy to wash, is gone... …

Xie Yan stretched out his hand, stroking Jiang Jingyun's cheek tremblingly, his fingertips felt icy cold.

All the way down, the trembling fingertips stroked the pale lips, the slender neck, and finally stopped on the chest, and the palm seemed to reach a pool of stagnant water, without any ups and downs.

He grabbed his hand with some reluctance, the hideous wound in his palm had already turned black, like an intricate knot of tree roots.

The wound has been cleaned, but it will not heal again. The flesh on both sides is opened, and it feels very rough to the touch, even a little prickly.

He suddenly remembered the incantation that Jiang Jingyun had drawn on the ground before, and Xie Ci's sentence, "He used the technique of returning everything to the root, and forcibly tore apart his earth soul to drive the incantation to obtain spiritual power."

Husbands and things, all return to their roots.Returning to the root is called tranquility, and tranquility is called returning to life.

Each returns to its roots...

Did Jiang Jingyun go back to his roots...

The slender figure of Qinglong crouched on the bank, enduring the pain of soul tearing and misunderstanding and abuse alone, but he had to pretend to be nonchalant and dive into the bottom of the water to save people.He tried his best to bear the sword rain with his flesh and blood, and escorted him away without saying a word.

Wan Jian pierced his heart, just to escort him away...

Although he always wanted Jiang Jingyun to die, but he couldn't accept that he really died, it was even more uncomfortable than when he thought Shen Qinghe was dead.The whole heart is like being dug out and smashed to pieces with a knife and axe, and then it is restored to its original position. There is nothing but barrenness.

Xie Yan still closed his eyes in disbelief, and opened them slowly after a while.

It was still the mourning hall, Jiang Jingyun was still lying in the ice coffin, nothing had changed.

He held Jiang Jingyun's cold and stiff hands in his palms, rubbed them repeatedly and exhaled hot air, put them on his cheeks to test the temperature, felt that it was not enough, and covered them in his arms again.

The slender eyelashes climbed into the dense mist, stared intently at the bloodless face, and murmured: "Second Jiang, Xie Jiaojiao said that you received three hundred good and evil whips for me, and you saved me." I saved Qinghe, is it true?"

"Actually, I don't believe it. Although you have traces of the good and evil whip on your body, it may not be for me. After all, you lost the battle at Luming Mountain last year and entered the Department of Mirrors. Also, where did you save me? You Mingming tied me up with Frost and Snow, not allowing me to save Qinghe."

Jiang Jingyun: "..."

"Xie Jiaojiao likes you so much, he wished to take all the good things in the world from you. So, I still don't believe what he said. So, Jiang Laoer, tell me yourself, okay? This As long as you speak, I will believe it."

Jiang Jingyun: "..."

"Forget it, you are a good person, let me talk about it first." Xie Fan thought for a while, and said to himself, "I will tell you something you don't know, and you tell me another thing I don't know. We will take turns. Come on, is that fair?"

"Actually, I didn't steal the Yulu bayberry cake that I gave you back then. I asked my mother to make it for you. At that time, my mother said that a very beautiful brother would come to the palace in a few days."

"I just let someone take me to the gate of the palace every day. It was hard to wait until you and the old prince entered the palace, but you were not happy at all, and looked like someone owed you money." Thinking of this, Xie Fan chattered Lip corners, looked down at Jiang Jingyun, and continued.

"I just thought, such a pretty little brother would look good when he smiles. So I asked people to follow you to see if there is any way to make this little brother talk to me, talk to me, and smile at me."

"Later, the servant came back and told me that you were punished by the old prince for not eating for a day. I ran to ask my mother to make Yulu bayberry cake, saying that it was stolen."

"At first you refused to eat it anyway, so I stuffed it in your mouth. Seeing your unhappy face, I thought you didn't like it!"

"Okay, second brother, I'm done talking, it's your turn." Xie Wen lightly pinched Jiang Jingyun's hand that was warmed by his hand, and his eyes fell on Jiang Jingyun's tightly closed eyes, firmly steadfast in this person He would open his eyes and talk to himself, or raise his eyebrows and raise his eyes, summon Shuangxue to beat him up, and say "scroll" fiercely.

Unfortunately, neither.

Jiang Jingyun just lay there quietly, with a calm expression on his face, and there seemed to be a little irony hidden in the shallow shadows on his eyelids, as if he didn't even bother to say this secret that Xie Ming said.

He Jiang Jingyun was like this, he never cared about others in what he said or did, whether you were sad or sad, he didn't feel guilty at all, instead he made others sleepless and restless.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

"Well, let me tell you one more thing." Xie Fan pondered for a while, took a deep breath, relieved the sore eyes, and said again, "Two for one, you won't suffer."

"That year in Dihua Palace, didn't I go out over the wall and you caught me and found ten taels of silver from the room. Actually, I didn't steal the silver, they were framing me."

"Because your birthday is coming up, I want to buy you a birthday gift, but all my money was handed in when I entered the Dihua Palace. If I don't have any money, I will go to the restaurant outside to help people wash the dishes."

Even in the past many years, this matter has always been like a fishbone lying in Xie Wen's throat, unable to spit it out or swallow it down.

It was because of this incident that he was expelled from Dihua Palace, and his relationship with Jiang Jingyun has deteriorated since then.

"I went there for three months, and I had to wash several large buckets of dishes every day. The shopkeeper saw that I was diligent and gave me more money than others. I made a tael of silver in less than half a month."

"Sometimes the restaurant's kitchen is understaffed, and I will help to cook vegetables. The customers who ate my fried vegetables applauded in unison. The shopkeeper was happy and raised my wages. I took the money and wandered on the street. Go around and think about what to buy for you."

"I wanted to buy you some clothes, because my mother said that you have to wear new clothes for your birthday. I secretly measured your size and went to the clothing store while you were awake. On the way to pick up the clothes, I found that I forgot to bring money. Then I went back to get it, but unexpectedly the money was stolen by a few boys from Zhen Guo’s family to buy wine.”

Xie Meng paused, his eyes glistened, and he said in a low voice: "They took me to drink and eat so hard, I was so angry that I fought with them. After you came here, you didn't say a word and killed me. Beaten."

"Those from Zhen Guogong's family are just dogs, pretending to be cowardly, still crying father and mother, slandering me and beating people if they failed to steal their money. You didn't listen to my explanation and threw me into the confinement room. I refused to accept it, and Go back and beat up those few, and open their heads one by one!"

"Second Jiang, that money is really mine. I didn't steal it. I earned it by washing dishes." Xie Fan stared deeply at Jiang Jingyun, "Did you hear that?"

"..."

Jiang Jingyun never responded in the slightest.

The string that was tense in Xie Yan's heart was finally overwhelmed, and it broke with a snap, and the humming sound stirred up all internal organs.

He leaned his head on the side of the coffin and cried bitterly: "Jiang Jingyun, second brother, I'm sorry. I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, can you wake up?"

"I will believe whatever you say from now on, and I will never quarrel with you again. You can beat me or scold me if you want."

"Second brother, please...wake up, okay..."

The author has something to say:

Thank you (disgusting face): Eh~ uglier than me crying.

Xie Yan: I'm sorry, I won't get dizzy.

Shen Qinghe: I want to cry too...

Chen Wuji: No!Upstairs you don't want to!There is no role for you!