ink blade

Mo Ren's body was temporarily placed in his residence.When Chu Yan and Qiu Jin came in, there were scattered people around them.Qiu Jin winked and made those servants retreat.

Chu Yan was still outside in a daze, staring at the dilapidated woodshed with air leaks everywhere.He has never been to this place, and he doesn't know that there is such a place in his Nine Layers Hall.Until Qiu Jin reminded him that this was Mo Ren's residence, he almost couldn't help but questioned the steward of the side hall, how could people live in such a place.

But he held back in the end.After all, everyone is dead, so what else to say?

Chu Yan pushed open the wooden door, and Qiu Jin raised the lantern from the side, and Mo Ren's body hidden in the darkness was clearly illuminated by the beam of light.

Chu Yan walked over, bent over and stretched out his hand, and took off the white cloth to look carefully.

Many past events have been blurred, but he vaguely remembers that the ink blade in the past was very delicate and beautiful.The cold young man of the green age, with a thin and tall body under the black clothes, is full of strength. He carries a black long sword on his back. He shows his sharpness when fighting with others, but he is only respectful and docile in front of Chu Yan.

However, the person standing coldly in front of him was pale, thin, dilapidated, with scars all over his body, very ugly.

Chu Yan stretched out his hand to caress Mo Ren's face, it was so cold that he retracted his hand.

Only then did Chu Yan truly realize that Mo Ren was dead.

If Bai Hua has been with him for ten years, then Mo Ren has been with him for almost 20 years.

It was I who fell in love with him when I was a child, gave him a sword, gave him a name, brought him out of the dark hall and kept him by my side, and asked him to be my sharpest sword.

How could he have expected Mo Lu to be like this, his sword... just broke and disappeared.

It was strange that this person had just collapsed in front of him and gasped weakly, listening to himself say ruthless words.After a few hours passed in a daze, he became motionless.

Obviously, before, it was fine to punish him to kneel in the snow for three days and three nights... Why did he die so peacefully?

Chu Yan felt a little uncomfortable in his chest.He stood up and wanted to leave, but suddenly there was noise from outside the yard, and the door was pushed open roughly.

"Brother!!" A young man in blue, with a disheveled bun, burst in with tears streaming down his face.He didn't seem to see that the palace master was here, and all the guards who came forward to stop him were violently knocked to the ground by him.

The young man in blue took a few steps forward in a daze, and suddenly threw himself on Mo Ren's body like a madman and burst into tears.

Qiu Jin's complexion changed. This young man is Ying Yu, the second protector of the Nine Layers Palace. When he was young, Mo Ren was attracted by his talent, and he took him with him to teach him for more than a year. To him, Mo Ren is both a brother and a teacher. The existence of Yiyou.

Seeing Ying Yu's appearance now, Qiu Jin feared that he would offend the palace master and then commit a serious crime of disrespect, so she hurriedly scolded: "Second protector, you are so bold, you are so rude when you meet the palace master, what should you do!?"

Ying Yu acted as if she had never heard of it, and just wailed heart-piercingly.Chu Yan frowned, waved and said, "Forget it."

So there was only Yingyu weeping.He bent down and knelt beside Mo Ren, weeping and sobbing in a daze, "Brother...Brother, wake up, what crime is killing the master...I don't believe it! I don't believe it, brother won't..."

He tremblingly held Mo Ren's already stiff hands, weeping every word, "Brother...you can open your eyes to see if Xiao Yu is okay, please say something... Are you annoying Xiao Yu?"

"How about... How about you take a look at the Hall Master? I know that Eldest Brother will not kill the Lord. Get well, Xiao Yu will take you to ask the Hall Master, and Xiao Yu will accompany Eldest Brother..."

In the end, the young man raised his neck with bulging veins, and whimpered, "Why, why is this happening..."

Qiu Jin couldn't bear to listen anymore.Chu Yan became even more irritable, and walked away, but Yingyu's voice still came from behind him.

"Brother, you, you are so cold." Ying Yu whispered softly, as if afraid of disturbing the ink blade, "Are you cold...you talk, you say you are cold...Brother, Why haven't you said anything..."

Chu Yan's footsteps gradually accelerated, and his face became colder and colder. Qiu Jin could hardly keep up with his steps.

Suddenly, Chu Yan stopped without warning.

He looked outside at the heavy snow.When Qiu Jin looked up, she saw Chu Yan's lips trembling.

She thought she was wrong, but the next moment, her wrist was tightly grasped by Chu Yan.

"What was the last thing Gu said to Mo Ren?"

Chu Yan's voice was a little weak, and he looked at Qiu Jin like an ordinary child who was confused, with a hint of eager expectation, like a drowning person looking at a straw that is close at hand.

"Tell me," Qiu Jin didn't react for a while, Chu Yan tugged at her, and urged eagerly, "What was the last thing he heard, Gu said to him?"

Qiu Jin was a little baffled, and hurriedly began to think back.

Then her face suddenly became pale and pale.

"Throw……"

With just one word, she couldn't go on anymore.Qiu Jin covered her mouth in a daze, her expression full of disbelief.

Suddenly, big tears flowed from the eyes of the maid who had been trying to keep calm.

Throw it out.

These were the last words Mo Ren heard from his master to him in his life.

Chu Yan staggered back a few steps, turned around suddenly, and left here as if fleeing.

Behind her, Qiu Jin's uncontrollable crying came, lingering in her ears.

……

Chu Yan returned to Moren's yard again.

Shadow Rain is no longer there.It was very quiet and there was no one there.Chu Yan knocked open the door unsteadily and came in, gasping for breath.

He once again saw Mo Ren's pale face, withered black hair, and scars all over his thin body.

It's strange to think about it, Chu Yan seems to have never said that he doesn't want Moren. No matter how annoying, disgusted, or even hated when Moren assassinated Bai Hua, he never thought of completely "don't" him—— Expelled from the Jiuzhong Hall.

He clearly knew that this was the heaviest punishment for Mo Ren, and he never threatened him with it.

In Chu Yan's heart, he could scold him severely, beat him, belittle him, acquiesce in others belittle him...but he can't be abandoned, he can't.

This seems to be a bottom line, or the last thin thread that bears a thousand weights, and the end is tied with the old friendship between the two that has been fragmented.Love is gone, trust is gone, but no matter how it changes, Chu Yan is still Mo Ren's master, and Mo Ren is still Chu Yan's sharp sword, only this will not change.

And today, what did he say?

Did he say he didn't want him anymore?

Did you mean throw him away?

Chu Yan stared blankly at Mo Ren's body, he suddenly felt flustered: "Gu...Gu actually, it's not..." It's not that I really want you...

No answer, of course no answer.

In the small courtyard, only the voice of Chu Yan was at a loss.His eyes were in a trance, and he suddenly smiled dryly and his voice trembled inexplicably, "Gu, Gu was joking, huh? Back in the day... a long time ago, didn't you and I often joke around? You, you No... it can't be serious, right?"

He wouldn't believe it, Chu Yan thought to himself.It was not the first time Mo Ren had heard his angry words, so how could he not be able to tell?Didn't he always know his master best?

But... but... At that time, what he said was so heartless, and he, he was so injured that he lost his consciousness... If so, did he really take it seriously?

What if he took it seriously?

With Mo Ren's temperament, maybe he really took it seriously?

Chu Yan touched Mo Ren's hand again, it was cold and stiff.He thought of Ying Yu's cry, are you cold?

He must be cold, hurt, tired, sad... so sad that even the ink blade couldn't stand it, and then he died so peacefully.

I'm probably regretting it, Chu Yan put the hand that had touched Moren's knuckles on his chest that was starting to throb, and suddenly thought.

An undercurrent of anxiety surged up, and he didn't dare to continue thinking about it.He was afraid that once he continued to think about it, he would find that he was wrong, wrong all along.

Chu Yan had a splitting headache, he stood up staggeringly, looking around as if looking for something.He longed for someone who could dispel his anxiety and calm him down.

Surrounding him was the darkness of the night, and there were corpses lying in front of him.Qiu Jin was not there, and the four shadow protectors were not there.However, Chu Yan, whose mind is in a mess, is still looking for someone with a habit that he has had for many years, the person who is always by his side silently.

He believed that no matter how big a mistake he made, that person would just shake his head helplessly and smile wryly as usual, and then clean up all the mess...

Who is that person?Chu Yan frowned slightly, put one hand on one temple, felt dizzy, and his mind was spinning.

Immediately—yes, in the next moment, Chu Yan will immediately remember who this person who has been by his side has always been.

Suddenly, a pair of soft, boneless arms wrapped around Chu Yan's waist.

"Brother Chu, you are indeed here..."

The soft voice and refreshing fragrance made Chu Yan's restless mood suddenly calm down.

Bai Hua held onto Chu Yan's hand with one hand, and gently covered Mo Ren's body with the white cloth with the other, covering that pale face.

He pursed his light red lips, and said softly: "Brother Chu is a nostalgic person. Hua'er had already guessed that Brother Chu would feel bad if this person died. Hua'er was worried that Brother Chu would feel uncomfortable, so he came in without authorization. Brother Chu You won't blame it, will you?"

"Gu...was it wrong?" Chu Yan looked at Bai Hua and murmured.

Saying no, Chu Yan shouted in his heart.He can't bear such a "mistake", he will go crazy...

"Of course not, how could it be? Brother Chu has obviously treated him with the utmost kindness." Bai Hua replied with a light smile, looking at Mo Ren with compassion in his eyes.

"Really...really!" Chu Yan repeated hoarsely, stepping forward to embrace his newly married servant.

He sniffed the unique scent of Bai Hua that had accompanied him silently and tenderly for ten years, and his mind gradually became blurred: "Hua'er, it's been so many years... It's good to have you by my side. For the rest of my life, I will never be lonely again." Live up to your love."

Chu Yan leaned over and kissed her vigorously.Bai Hua stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Chu Yan's neck, actively catering to the kiss.

Mo Ren's body was still only a few steps away from them, but no one gave him even a concerned look.

A gust of wind blew by, and the only dimly lit fire in the room was silently extinguished.

In the darkness, the two were still embracing each other, and their intertwined tongues made a lewd sound of water.

Chu Yan closed his eyes to feel Bai Hua's temperature, this person, let him sink, make him intoxicated...

……

Chu Yan was really drunk, drunk in Bai Hua's tenderness, ignorant, ups and downs.

He seemed to be in the boundless sea of ​​sweet flowers, forgetting his worries, troubles, and everything, and fell asleep peacefully in a daze.

In this way, he was intoxicated for another whole year.

But Chu Yan never imagined that what woke him up was the loud noise of the collapse of the gate of the Nine Layers Palace that had stood for a hundred years.

It was a tragic scene of several shadow guardians fighting bloody battles with the masters of the third hall of dark punishment medicine.

It was Bai Hua who was still dressed in white clothes, with a gentle smile like water, but his eyes were full of the beautiful figure standing opposite him mockingly.

However, he wanted to resist, but was shocked to find that... at some point, his internal strength was only one or two tenths, which had obviously been eroded away.

The forces besieging the Nine Layers Palace are unheard of, their martial arts are weird and they are also good at using strange poisons.Perhaps Chu Yan had offended too many people for Bai Hua's sake in recent years, and now there is no family or faction willing to lend a helping hand in Nuoda's arena.

In the end, only Chu Yan's personal maid, Qiu Jin, was left to protect her master and retreat to Tianlan Mountain.

When the two of them rested in the cold cave, the once proud and lonely Palace Master of the Nine Layers was covered in blood and was in a terrible state of distress.Chasers will be found at any time, and they have been cornered.

Until then, Chu Yan said the first sentence since the fall of Jiuzhongdian, but he asked what happened to the rest of Jiuzhongdian.

Qiu Jin had already been poisoned and was injured again, so she could only lean against the cold cave wall and replied with a wry smile: "They, none of them came out."

"...No one came out?" Chu Yan's black hair was disheveled, his eyes were out of focus, and he suddenly asked in a low voice, "Then, what about Ah Ren...?"

Qiu Jin trembled all over, as if struck by thunder.She turned her face in disbelief, looking at Chu Yan as if she had seen a ghost.Her voice trembled: "My lord, who are you asking...?"

Looking at Qiu Jin's expression, Chu Yan struggled in his dull mind for a long time before he came to his senses.He let out a breath slowly, and stroked his forehead wearily with his slender fingers.

Oh yes, the ink blade is long gone.How could he always forget this?

Qiu Jin's body was tense, she stared at Chu Yan for a long time, and then burst into tears.While crying, she trembled and shook Chu Yan's sleeves, and said in a sobbing voice, "Master, please wake up quickly...Wake up, open your eyes...Bai Hua is a spy, the Nine Layers Palace is broken, All of us are either dead or surrendered... There is no place for us in the Jianghu. Big brother Mo died a year ago today, and the slaves will not be able to accompany the master for a few more hours... Master, please wake up ah……"

Hearing the desperate sobs of the loyal maid, Chu Yan's heart cooled down inch by inch.

There is no longer any escape.It turned out that this was what happened to Chu Yan, and he deserved it.

He had always thought highly of himself, but he was blinded by a white flower, and had raised a colorful poisonous snake for ten years.The funny thing is, looking back now, he can't remember how he fell in love with Bai Hua in the first place.

Chu Yan suddenly thought of the ink blade again.Now there is nothing to doubt that he was wrong.

"Qiu Jin," at this moment Chu Yan was suddenly not in a hurry to escape, he sighed, "tell Gu about the ink blade."

The maid agreed, and she had buried some words in her heart for too long, and she was unwilling to bring them underground like this.Before she died, she wanted to seek justice for the wronged guard, and a share of mercy from the belated master.

Chu Yan listened without saying a word, his face expressionless.No one knew that at this moment, it seemed as if his internal organs were being strangled to death, and every inch of him was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

All he knew was that he had abolished the ink blade dantian with a single sword, destroying his [-] years of cultivation in one fell swoop.But he didn't know that Mo Ren's meridians all over his body had been severed by Bai Hua in his own name. Not only would he no longer have the slightest possibility of practicing martial arts, but he had even become a useless person worse than ordinary people.

He didn't know that Mo Ren was humiliated and tortured by those vulgar servants in the side hall after being expelled, life would be worse than death.

He didn't know that the repeated punishments caused Moren's new wounds to overlap with old wounds, and almost every viscera in his body was full of pain.

Qiu Jin said that the last time she visited Mo Ren secretly, he had just had a high fever for a few days, and the only ragged quilt was deliberately kicked out of bed by a servant, and he could only curl up into a ball and shiver with cold Tooth spasms.He was so burned that he was unconscious, murmuring, water...water...

But the boy purposely took a jug of clean water and dumped it all on the ground slowly in front of his eyes, he said proudly, he wanted to drink water, come and lick it.

A sentence of the truth almost tore Chu Yan's heart to pieces, and he was thrown naked into the hot oil pan to toss and fry.

He didn't want to believe the scene Qiu Jin described, nor did he dare to imagine it.When I think about it, it hurts so much that I want to tear my heart out.

His Ah Ren, the sharp sword he is most proud of, has been tortured into this state by him...

But Mo Ren, he never gave up on his ignorant master until his death.

"These words... why didn't you tell Gu earlier?"

Qiu Jin's hair was poisoned, her lips gradually turned purple and black, and her voice became intermittent: "Brother Mo... once begged the servants, don't tell... the Lord, he looks unbearable."

Chu Yan said hoarsely: "...fool."

Qiu Jin showed a bitter smile, with desolate teardrops on her eyelashes, "This slave is useless... I'm sorry, Brother Mo... and the master... the slave can't do anything... and finally let the master come here It's as uncomfortable... When you get to the ground, the eldest brother should scold the servant to death..." The voice faded away, and the maid slowly closed her eyes and lost her breath.

Chu Yan reached out to touch his face, only to find that his cheeks were wet with tears unconsciously.

In the cave, everything was silent for a while.

After a long time, Chu Yan got up silently, took off his outer robe and covered Qiu Jin's body.He smiled self-deprecatingly.If Ah Ren had a spirit in the sky, would he still care about his bastard master?

The shouts of pursuers gradually came from outside the cave.

Chu Yan stood up and straightened his clothes, his eyes swept across the approaching figures indifferently.Among them, Bai Hua was smiling brightly but coldly, his brows and eyes glowing with hope, as if he was still the handsome young man who surprised him when he first met.

At the end Chu Yan looked up at the sky, as if it was going to snow, but unfortunately he couldn't wait.

Let's end it.

Chu Yan suddenly raised the remaining internal strength, and slapped the mountain wall with his palm.

The crack spread, and there was a loud bang.

The mud and rocks collapsed, and the engulfing darkness quickly drowned out the flickering light outside the cave entrance.

Chu Yan closed his eyes.

……

He seems to have seen carved railings made of jade, bright lamps and tiles.

The majestic Jiuzhong Hall towers into the sky, safe as ever.

Chu Yan, half asleep and half awake, stumbled forward.In the distance, there was a person dressed in black and cold, holding a sword and standing in a dimly lit place, a thin layer of cold frost accumulated on his thin shoulders.

He really wanted to see the figure in black clearly, but his vision became more and more blurred, like a thick fog.The gatherings and partings, successes and failures, joys and sorrows of this life all melt away from the side like a fleeting shadow.

In the end, a hazy white light flooded up one after another.I don't know if it's snowing, or the pear blossoms at the foot of the mountain outside the hall are blooming again.

The moment his consciousness completely sank into chaos, Chu Yan thought, if there is an afterlife.

If there is an afterlife.

There are thousands of miles of wind and clouds, and thousands of mountains and rivers.

Abandoning the great rivers and mountains, I only wish to live up to one person.

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