Biganchun

The long night is late, and the dawn is hard to be clear.

Deep in the ink clouds, the spring thunder is faint, and it is raining densely all day long.

Before Mao Shi, in the hazy light, a figure could be vaguely discerned.Zhan Zhao and Qing Cheng took advantage of the rain to leave the south gate of Xiangyang City and hurried all the way.

After another eight or nine miles, swords and swords clanged from the woods beside the road.The two of them looked at each other, turned and jumped into the woods.

There was a clearing in the forest where a carriage was parked.There was a young girl standing in front of the car holding a paper umbrella, it was Aman.There was a person lying on the ground next to her, and it was Zhao Jue from the look of his clothes.

Ah Man did not see Zhan Zhao and Qing Cheng.She stared straight at the three people who were fighting fiercely not far away, her brows were deeply furrowed, and her face was full of anxiety.

Those three people were Ouyang Chun and the two Yipintang killers.Ouyang Chun took Zhao Jue to find Shilipo, and when he found Aman, he was followed by the two killers.The three immediately fought in one place.

With Ouyang Chun's ability, it is not difficult to defeat these two killers.But he had always heard that the side door of Yipin Hall had many schemes, so he was afraid of any change, so he used the word "cover" to make it airtight wherever the light and shadow of the spiritual knife went.The two killers were moving with swords, but they had no strength left to attack Aman or Zhao Jue.

This style of fighting consumes a lot of internal energy, the three of them fought in the rain for more than half an hour, their clothes were completely wet, and the halo of the Guiling knife gradually tightened, the two killers saw this situation, and their swords were even more ruthless.

The pressure on Ouyang Chun's sword increased sharply. Although he was secretly frightened, his moves were still strict and steady, without any flaws.With the name of "Northern Xia", he shocked the world, and he was called "Wan Sheng Dao", which is by no means a vain name.

When the fight was in a hurry, suddenly there was a whistling of sword energy, which pierced through the air like thunder, swung the long sword in the palm of one of the killers, and instantly dispelled the serial attacks of the two killers.

Ouyang Chun let out a long laugh: "Zhan Zhao, you came just in time!"

Zhan Zhao forced the killer in front of him back with a sword, turned to Ouyang Chun and said with a smile: "Master, it's hard work, it's okay to rest for a while. Leave it to me here."

When Aman saw Zhan Zhao appearing, his eyes lit up.Immediately, he caught a glimpse of Qingcheng, excitedly, and called out: "Girl! I'm here!"

Qingcheng floated up, like the wind sending duckweed, swept to the front of the carriage, and stretched out his right hand to the horse's belly, amidst the green light, Chunjun had already come out of the sheath.With her toes on the horse's back, she made a slight turn in the air, and the sword flew coldly, stabbing at another killer.

Ouyang Chun praised: "Good movement!" As a master, he refused to overpower the few, so he stood by the carriage and watched the battle, watching Zhan Zhao and Qing Cheng fight against the two killers.

Zhan Zhao's swordsmanship is deep and solemn, with subtle changes.Ouyang Chun took a look, nodded secretly and praised: "Xiong Fei's skill has improved a lot in the past two years. Looking at his Xuantian swordsmanship, his comprehension seems to have advanced to a higher level. Looking at the world, I don't know if there is another Who can beat him? Within ten strokes, he will be able to defeat the enemy."

But Qingcheng's sword moves made him more and more strange.

It should be known that when women use swords, most of them are light and dense, and they use softness to overcome rigidity, so their temperament is inevitably weak.But when Qingcheng made a move, it was rustling and elegant, swaying vertically and horizontally, with a clear and unique style, which made people feel happy at first sight.Occasionally, lightning flashed across the sky, reflecting the long sword in her palm like snow, swirling one after another, sweeping towards the opponent.In the rain all over the sky, his figure is fantastic and graceful, like a banished fairy dancing.

The two Yipintang assassins were forced to retreat.After a few more moves, Zhan Zhao thrust out his sword obliquely, and stabbed the opponent's right arm with a "chi".The sword went deep into the bone, the assassin couldn't hold on, his sword moves were scattered, and his body was shaking.

Seeing this, Zhan Zhao lightly reprimanded: "Stop!".

Although the two killers hesitated, they finally stopped.

Zhan Zhao said in a loud voice: "Zhao Jue is already under our control, and this plan of the party is destined to fail. Rather than fighting a trapped beast here, you two should come back to Kaifeng mansion with me to be interrogated and testify. If so, Zhan Zhao A certain will intercede with Mr. Bao and spare your two lives."

Hearing this, the assassin whose right arm was stabbed by him suddenly gritted his teeth and stabbed his heart with a backhanded sword.

The other looked at Zhan Zhaohe Qingcheng, knowing that it was impossible to escape, he slashed out with a sword, cutting off his own neck vein.For a moment, blood spurted wildly, and he fell into the mud.

Qingcheng let out a soft cry and flew over, only to see that the two of them had already passed away.

Zhan Zhao also stepped forward, shook his head and sighed softly, "Would you rather kill yourself than survive?"

Qingcheng hangs down Chunjun in his palm: "When things happen, kill people, when things fail, kill yourself. This is the rule of Yipintang."

Zhan Zhao asked: "Are they really members of Yipin Hall?"

Qingcheng didn't answer, and lightly raised his sword, piercing a killer's shoulder and shirt.But on the skin of his shoulder socket, there was a blue-black flame tattooed on it, with strange shapes and shapes, as if it was jumping and burning.

Qingcheng said slowly: "Moths to the flame, first-rank dead. Look at this mark, you can't go wrong."

Zhan Zhao sighed softly in his heart, and then thought about the Luan brothers who were buried in the tower, his throat choked, and he waved Zhan Lu into the sheath.

The two turned back and walked towards the carriage.Ouyang Chun looked at Qingcheng head-on, and said with a smile, "Good swordsmanship!"

Qingcheng seemed not to hear, and walked straight to Aman.Zhan Zhao has gradually gotten used to her temper, smiled slightly, and said to Ouyang Chun, "If you don't have this kind of swordsmanship, how can you be worthy of Chunjun?"

Ouyang Chun said to Zhan Zhao with a smile: "I didn't expect this poor monk to be lucky enough to see another Ouye Divine Weapon on his last day in Xiangyang City. What a coincidence!"

Zhan Zhao wondered, "Why, is Master going to leave Xiangyang?"

Ouyang Chun nodded, and said: "The poor monk's treasury has been exposed, so we have to go."

Zhan Zhao's eyes flickered: "Why don't Master go back to Tokyo with us? Master Bao must be very happy to see Master."

Ouyang Chun laughed: "It's a pity that the monk's dormitory in Daxiangguo Temple is too crowded, it can't accommodate poor monks."

Seeing this, Zhan Zhao knew that it was difficult to persuade him to go with him, so he could only ask, "Where is Master going to travel this time?"

Ouyang Chun said with a smile: "When the rain stops, the poor monk will go to whichever side the clouds go."

At this moment, the rain still hasn't stopped, and there are clouds and haze in the sky, but Ouyang Chun is still heroic, and there seems to be a clear sky in his heart.

Seeing him like this, Zhan Zhao was very envious, and smiled slightly: "I wonder when Zhan will be blessed to travel with the master?"

Ouyang Chun glanced at Qingcheng's back, and said with a smile: "Now you have a companion, plus the poor monk, isn't it too burdensome?"

Zhan Zhao was embarrassed, Ouyang Chun let out a long laugh, and said, "My dear brother, take care! There will be a time later!"

Amidst the laughter, he stretched out two or three feet, and disappeared into the depths of the woods like a dragon.

Zhan Zhao thought back to the place where he had been helped by Ouyang Chun in Xiangyang these days, and felt a sudden feeling, and bowed in the direction where Ouyang Chun left.

Ouyang Chun's voice came from the rain curtain, but it was sent to Qingcheng: "All dharmas are empty, and cause and effect are not empty. The meaning of the sign is to persuade the female benefactor to be less obsessed with everything... If so , will turn nothing into something, and form a wide range of good relationships...the female benefactor cherishes it..."

The words have not stopped, and people have gone far.

Zhan Zhao turned around and saw that Aman was untying the horse's reins from the tree, and Zhao Jue was still unconscious under the carriage.Qingcheng stood in the rain, facing the carriage, thinking of something.

The cold morning rain washed away the smoke and smoke in the building just now.The rainwater pooled in her hair, meandering down her cheeks, and fell from her chin drop by drop, like dew on a flower.

Zhan Zhao walked behind her, and said softly, "This place is still more than [-] or [-] miles away from Bianjing, we'd better get on the road earlier."

Qingcheng frowned, and looked back at Zhan Zhao: "Bianjing?"

Zhan Zhao said: "That's right. King Xiangyang's crime of collaborating with the enemy and Ganzhou City's family extermination can only be dealt with fairly by Mr. Bao in accordance with the law in Kaifeng Mansion."

Qingcheng was silent for a while, then turned around, faced Zhan Zhao, and said slowly: "I will not go to Bianjing with you, and I will not let you take Zhao Jue away!"

Her voice was decisive, and she said word by word: "Zhao Jue's life can only be sacrificed to the tens of thousands of dead souls in Ganzhou if Zhao Jue's life is in my hands! I will never hand him over to anyone!"

Zhan Zhao said in a deep voice: "For Zhao Jue's crime, he will inevitably be punished with a guillotine when he arrives at Kaifeng Mansion. His life will never stay in this world again, causing harm to the world!"

Qingcheng sneered, and said in a hateful voice: "Killing him with a knife, how can there be such a cheap thing? I want him to live and die, and I have to suffer for 12 years before I give up this breath!"

Zhan Zhao said: "That's right, it's really easy for you to deal with him in various ways. But have you ever thought that if you gallop away, the Nian clan will be wronged and the hatred of thousands of people in Ganzhou massacred the city will never be cleared away. As an orphan, do you have the heart to do this?"

Qingcheng's shoulders heaved slightly: "Even if the grievances are cleared, so what? My parents, the Nian family and the Ganzhou Uighur clansmen, can they be resurrected from the dead?"

Zhan Zhao said: "Raise your head three feet, the blue sky is not alone. If justice and justice are revealed in the world, the deceased will be able to smile and comfort even if they are under the nine springs."

Qingcheng smiled coldly, noncommittal: "Official characters have two mouths, which has been the case since ancient times. I have been a foreigner for a long time, but I have heard a lot."

Zhan Zhao took a step forward: "Even if you can't trust me, can't you also trust Mr. Bao?"

Qingcheng shook his head and said, "I've made up my mind, it's useless for you to talk more."

Seeing that he still couldn't convince Qingcheng, Zhan Zhao was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Zhan is under the emperor's order this time, and his duty is that he must bring Zhao Jue back to Bianjing for trial. Please don't make things difficult for Zhan."

Finally, he stood facing her again instead of side by side.

Qingcheng suddenly raised his head, looked straight into Jinjin's eyes, and said with a sneer, "Master Zhan is so powerful! If Master Zhan wants to try Chunjun's strength, Qingcheng will definitely accompany you!"

Zhan Zhao frowned, shook his head and said, "Zhan never wants to fight the girl. I just want to persuade the girl to think about what Zhan said just now."

He took a step sideways and stood between Qingcheng and Zhao Jue: "The girl wants to take Zhao Jue away unless she steps over Zhan's corpse!"

Qingcheng said angrily: "Do you think that I owe you for just saving my life in the copper grid formation? Don't forget, I saved you first. Between you and me, there is no mutual debt now!"

Zhan Zhao's voice could not help but also tinged with anger: "Does it have to be so clearly calculated between people? Even if it wasn't you who was trapped in the skyscraper just now, Zhan would never let him go. Bury in the fire!"

His voice slowed down, and he said in a deep voice: "Qingcheng, follow me back to Bianjing to meet Mr. Bao. Zhanmou guarantees with his life, this trip will surely give you justice."

Qingcheng closed her eyes, shook her head, a strand of wet hair fell down on her forehead: "There are so many sufferers in the world, how many lives can you have to protect them?"

Zhan Zhao smiled lightly: "At least, the one in front of Zhan is worth Zhan's life."

Qingcheng's heart ached, but he still sneered and said: "Betting on your life... If you lose the bet, you will only lose your own life. If I lose the bet, it will be the only chance for revenge for thousands of undead souls At that time, even if it takes your life, what's the use?"

She raised her arm, pointing Chun Junjian at Zhan Zhao through the dense rain curtain, and said slowly, "Don't force me to take action!"

Zhan Zhao's body was straight and he didn't move at all: "Zhan Mou said just now that as long as Zhan Mou has breath, he will never let go."

The two of them stood in the rain, facing each other solemnly.Aman was on the side, although they were only a short distance away, he neither dared to step forward nor speak out to persuade them.

The body is already as cold as rain, but how much warmth is left in the heart?

Qingcheng suddenly paused and said: "Okay! Instead of being entangled, it is better to make a break under the sword! You say you are willing to stake your life, and I will fulfill you!"

With her sword in her chest, she stared at the blade in a daze, and murmured: "Chunjun, Chunjun... when you go on the road again... will you remember... today's rain?..."

While asking, he flicked the sword with his left hand, and with a clang, water droplets on the sword fell to the ground like pearls, his body floated up, and he stabbed Zhan Zhao's chest with the sword.

This sword is like a fairy flying from the sky, it comes suddenly, it is dizzying, it is impossible to dodge.

Zhan Zhao didn't dodge at all!

The icy sword light pierced through his clothes and pierced straight into his chest.

The severe pain came like a huge wave. He gritted his teeth and managed to bear it, but the corners of his lips slightly raised: "This bet... Zhan... sure enough... didn't lose..."

The cold rain was on his face, making what he saw gradually blurred——

Until——I can no longer see clearly that his blood is stained with frost, his clothes are covered with peach blossoms, and the ground is covered with red.

Until——I can no longer see clearly that she has no makeup and sleeves hanging down, her heart is full of twists and turns, and her heart is full of knots.

The darkness is boundless, just like a long-lost home, soothing the tired body.He closed his eyes and allowed himself to fall into a long sleep.

The end of the world hates forever, wandering for a long time.

The heart is the slave of the form, and Hu does not return?

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