[Thunderbolt] Your sister

The solitary lamp falls, and the snow curtain gradually thins.

"...don't you hate me?"

After Feng Qianxue carefully considered her words and recounted the death of the voluptuous girl Feifei, Yuren stared blankly for a while, and asked this question out of the blue.

"What do I hate you for? To restore the matter to the most basic level, it was just that you killed someone in agitation, but accidentally killed another person by mistake, and that person happened to be our aunt."

"I... ah!" Yuren clenched his fists and rattled.

"The so-called crime should have the motive, process and result of the crime. You only see the result, but I think the motive and process should not be ignored. If you really commit a malicious crime, will King Zhonglie protect you?"

Feng Qianxue prevented Yuren from escaping, and grabbed his arm forcefully: "Brother, I didn't want to comfort you or excuse you, but this matter shouldn't be a burden for you for the rest of your life. Calmness and proportionate shooting, but A Niang is even more wrong! She attributed all her misfortunes to us, and doubled the humiliation she suffered on us."

"She!" Yuren turned his head away in pain, with cold sweat dripping on his forehead: "She is... our mother..."

"Yeah, no matter how hateful she is, she is also our mother. I admit that she is unfortunate, she is pitiful, she—has never loved us. It is the saddest thing about her that she dares not bear the humiliation and start a new life on her own. So , to her, I can only feel sad for her misfortune and angry for her indisputable feelings."

"Perhaps the only inspiration she left me is the perseverance to do everything possible to resist the status quo and fate. Brother," Feng Qianxue raised her hand to help Yuren wipe off the sweat on his forehead: "Sinking into the past and unable to extricate yourself, people will never be able to extricate themselves." You can’t face the future of your life either. A Niang’s approach is to blame others, and you are resenting yourself. She has taught us enough lessons and pain, do you want to let this misfortune continue on your body?”

"But I killed...! And your face..." Yuren's whole body trembled slightly.

"Listen, brother, I don't hate, I don't resent." Feng Qianxue's face sank like water: "You can bear whatever you choose, and change whatever you do wrong. If you must atone for your sins, then as the object of your atonement, my My hope is to ask you to manage your emotions and mentality well, so that you will no longer be deprived of your sanity by any stimulation or insult. After all—your only responsibility for A Niang’s death is to lose your sanity. Those who stimulated and provoked you are equally guilty.”

"Axue..." Yuren closed his eyes and shook his head with difficulty a few times: "Ah... thank you very much."

It was extremely painful to say this "thank you", Feng Qianxue knew that he still needed time, but she was sure that her meaning had already been clearly conveyed to Yuren's heart.

The wind and snow were silent, and the brothers and sisters had nothing to say for a while.

Yuren sat leaning against the pillar of the pavilion, his expression was sometimes lost and sometimes bitter.

Feng Qianxue stopped talking, leaving space for her elder brother to be alone, and raised her hand to transform the green xiqin, with two points of strength, played a song of pure heart, helping him calm down the violent emotions.

The wind was high and the moon was cold, and the raging wind and snow fell directly into people's hearts. At first, there were bursts of stinging pain, and then gradually melted.

At dawn, she paused playing and went on to the second topic.

"When will loneliness come to you?"

Yuren looked at the bleak morning glow above Xuefeng, and said sadly: "After today."

"Looking at your expression, you can't judge his true thoughts. A battle with him is inevitable."

"Yes. I don't know, has the loneliness I know never existed?"

"Are you sure that your six-winged sword technique can defeat him?"

"……Can."

"Then earnestly and thoroughly defeat him." Yuren never let go of empty words, he said that if he can win, he will definitely win.Feng Qianxue showed a decisive look when she heard the words: "For some things, it's useless to say anything until the last moment."

"What result can we get by defeating him?"

"It's a show, it's true, there will always be a result. No matter how difficult it is to bear, I still have to bear it. And I can't tell why, but my instinct tells me that maybe the result will not make people completely disappointed." Feng Qianxueton Paused: "I'll try to hold back on the side facing the sun, and you should recharge your batteries."

"Ah."

Knowing that Yuren was emotionally unstable, Feng Qianxue didn't dare to leave again, and stayed by his side all the time, plucking the strings to help him meditate.

The color of snow reflects the sky, black and white are distinct.

A lonely lamp, half a jug of dirty wine.

Huqin is sad and mournful, and the footsteps of the visitors are deep and shallow.

There are several snow peaks not far away, only two or three interested people are separated, waiting for the swordsman's peak duel.

"The snow tonight is extremely cold."

"The blood tonight is extremely hot!"

"Get out the knife!"

Before drawing the sword, the master and the apprentice couldn't help thinking about the past events.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

"Where did the wild child come from?"

"Ugh..."

"Wow, you were beaten to pieces! I remembered, you are the son of that woman in the red shirt!"

Well... the child's feet...

"Hey, let me teach you a way to stop being bullied, okay? Ha, are you interested?"

"I don't want to be bullied again!"

"Wow, what's going on today, the red shirt hit you again?"

"No."

"Who hit you then?"

"..."

"Oh, just shout out when it hurts, don't be brave. Let me tell you a few times, your feet are very precious and you should take good care of them, but you came back with a limp! Forget it, you don't need to practice today. Fortunately, you didn't hurt your muscles... OK Now, you have a good rest."

"It's the son of the red dress and broken shoes, we all ignore him!"

"Don't talk like that, our dad is also his godfather, so we are all cousins, hahahahaha!"

"What's the matter? Everyone beat him, beat him!"

"I don't need friends, I don't need them."

"This little boy stopped. Um... strange appearance, strange appearance. Can you write down your birth date?"

"This...Ghost Meter has read countless people, and it's the first time I've seen your fate. To be honest, 'the lone star of the devil' is not enough to describe you. In the first half of your life, you have three major catastrophes and seven great limits. If you can If you can survive, there may be a turning point in the second half of your life. The so-called seven major limits: destroying one's father, killing one's mother, cutting off six relatives, losing one's teacher, losing one's friends, losing kindness and righteousness, and having no love in one's life. This extreme fate is really terrifying."

"Hey, hello! Let's go now, I haven't finished yet! Ah... Mr. Lonely, Mr. Lonely."

"Fuck you! You're full of nonsense, the Seven Great Tribulations and the Three Tribulations, and I'll die as his master too? I'll turn your head into a pig's head!"

"The feathered owl has killed a man! He has killed a man!"

"He is too fast, he has reached the exit, and we have suffered heavy casualties!"

"The first of the three crimes is dead!"

"Go and ask Mr. Lonely to stop him!"

"Ah? What? Mr. Lonely is drunk?"

……

"Yuzai, I hope we never see each other again!"

Is there no room for master-student love?

The magic knife is short of knife, the knife of helplessness, the knife full of bitterness.

"drink!"

"ah!"

The battle situation is at the same time, on the peak, Xiang Rixie, Feng Qianxue and the mysterious carriage restrain and balance each other, and they dare not act rashly.

The solitary lamp fell, purple feathers and white feathers flew alternately, the pace became faster and faster, and the heart became more and more sad.

Why?Why are you like this?

Let's fight!Fight hard and don't let me down!

You can't understand, and I can't understand, why am I like this today?

The same moves, the same changes, fast and slow, disappearing and appearing, the two sides accelerated their pace again, and the dark red blood was flying on the snow, which was shocking - different moods, but the same sadness.

"Very well, you didn't disappoint me!"

"And you must disappoint me!"

"Unfortunately, if you can't practice the seventh wing, you will never be able to defeat me. Because, I have already practiced it!"

The purple wings spread out from Lone Que's back, and the seventh wing stretched out from above the Que Knife.

Yuren sighed, sighing so bitterly.

"You know, I never lie!"

The white wings opened up for a moment, and the magic knife Tianqi also gave birth to a pair of golden knife wings.

The knife gas strikes the fire flow, the extreme encounter, the last knife!

After the extreme sword energy intersected, the wind breathed and the snow stopped.

The master and apprentice turned their backs to each other and stopped.

Lonely missing an arm, Yuren Feixie's shoulder was stained with blood.

"I can't understand you."

"I can't understand you either."

"Ah... why do you keep your hands?"

"Strange, didn't you cut off my hand? You actually said I kept it?"

"Answer my question!" Yuren grabbed Lonely's remaining arm excitedly.

"I'm tired." Lonely Que shook off Yuren: "If you kill one person, three people will seek revenge on you, and if you kill these three, there will be nine more. I want to punish you. Finally, the people who wanted to kill me united, and they used various means to plot against me and besiege me. I have been seriously injured many times, and every time I come back from the gate of hell, I become more cautious and careful..."

"One day I asked myself, how long am I going to kill? Why do I continue to kill? I was at a loss. The pleasure of killing is gone, and the sense of accomplishment of killing a master is gone. It turned out that in the end, I was just afraid of being killed. Kill. No friends, no relatives, become a veritable killing machine, waiting to kill more people at any time. I'm tired, so, I fled into the pit of crime."

"Ha... I only found out when I arrived at the Pit of Sin. For the sake of self-protection and dignity, I still have to maintain a high level of vigilance. The difference between inside and outside the Pit of Sin is that I kill the enemy or the villain. I really don't want to live this kind of life on guard any longer. someone else's day."

Yuren quietly listened to his long confession, and couldn't help growling angrily: "So you want to die by my hands! You want me to be accused of killing a master?!"

"Kill a lonely person, everyone will only say that you killed your relatives righteously!"

"Stop looking for reasons! She guessed right, you are just afraid, you are afraid that others will see your weakness, you regret it, but you never pay for what you have done! You want to die Dodge your responsibilities!"

"What responsibility do I have!"

"Atonement! If you really regret it, you should make atonement to the person you owe. You fled into the pit of sin, but you are not willing to pay the price!"

Lonely Que let out a sad sneer: "Ha, redemption? If Gongsunyue wants to make redemption, someone like Master Jue Chenyi Qiu Que will let her go? People who kill in the name of justice will give her another chance ?"

"Is this the reason why you killed so few Qiu Quezhu? You are wrong. Have you ever tried? You are afraid, afraid that your actions will not be rewarded, and you are afraid that even if you correct yourself, you will not be recognized by the world."

"Evil is evil, what sin is atonement for? Lonely lacks a whole body of rebellion, you don't need to change if you don't want to change."

"Then why do you want to die?"

"I just want to die at the hands of the people I created!"

"It's also death, why don't you choose to die after atonement?"

"You keep asking me to make atonement, and you say I'm running away, but what about yourself? Don't you just run away?"

"Our situation is different..."

"Ha, why do you live in such a ghostly place, close yourself up, and only hang out with the friends of King Zhonglie? Don't you dare to talk about it?"

Yuren was speechless, loosened his fists, clenched them again, and then loosened them again, and finally mustered up the courage to answer Lone Que directly: "Yes... I run away, I dare not face it."

Lonely Que patted Yuren on the back softly: "Yuzai, actually I know, your little sister also knows, we all know that it was an accident, only blame King Zhonglie, he forbids others to mention your past, It's really wrong! Leave the rotten wound alone, it will only continue to rot into the bone. No one is perfect in the world, and the voluptuous girl Feifei is just a piece of shit played by everyone in the sin pit. So what if you kill it? What do you think? How long will you carry this burden?"

"So what if I kill it, to put it lightly... Do I have to forget about this and act as if I never did it?" Yuren forced himself to stop the trembling of remembering, but he was still trembling.

"Wrong, the most fundamental problem is that you take this so-called crime too seriously and have memorized it for too long! If you criticize yourself like this, you will only ruin your own life!"

"Then what do you want from me?"

"Think about Feng Qianxue. You are different from me. You still have relatives and thoughts. What will she think if you torture yourself in this way? She has suffered so much all these years, is it just for you to be so inhumane?" A life that is not a ghost? Although I can't understand her pretending to work for the mad dragon, she is more decent than you and me. Yuzi, let yourself go! If you find a chance, take her out of the pit of sin."

Lonely Que picked up the Que Knife, and slowly walked out to drop the Lonely Lantern.

"Where are you going?"

"Let's meet again when you recognize yourself. Maybe by that time, you and I will be different."

Feng Qianxue watched Lone Que leave alone from a distance, Yu Ren Feixie looked around in a daze, and a long sigh came from the mysterious carriage on the opposite hill——

"The moon is not always full. Two lonely people with the same broken heart."

She took it very seriously, but it was obviously not the right time to express opinions or exchange feelings.

It wasn't until Xiang Rixie and the carriage disappeared at the same time that she retreated from Xuefeng and returned to Luoxia Gudeng.

Yuren picked up his huqin again, but the tune couldn't be tuned, the tune couldn't be tuned, and the sound of the qin was broken.

"You guessed right, he really..."

"Well, he finally said it." Feng Qianxue stood behind Yuren: "Just say it, didn't you say it too?"

"I……"

"I agree with most of his opinions. If you can speak out yourself, I will give you eight points, and the remaining two points, take your time."

But Lonely Que's subsequent situation and movements are worth noting—Feng Qianxue thought to herself, losing an arm, being enemies everywhere, and being monitored by the Pit of Sin, it's not too good.

After a few moments, Mu Shaoai walked into the lonely lamp with the flagon in his hand, and Feng Qianxue motioned him to talk to him outside first.

Before Mu Shaoai could speak, Feng Qianxue shoved Lone Que's severed arm to him.

"Oh, this is...?"

"It's useful to keep it. Lonely Que wants to continue to be at ease, and I won't let him go so easily. To connect the broken arm, pharmacist Mu Shaoai has rich experience and is guaranteed."

"Axue, from your tone, it seems that there will be some action."

"The mad dragon is out, and the evil pit is fully involved in the rivers and lakes. There is loneliness and lack of free combat power, so it is not in vain. I will solve the worries first. Look at the big brother. He is in a bad mood. Don't let him drink and go out for the time being. "

"Hoo hoo, the younger sisters are all respectful, the old man dare not disobey."

"Please——" Before Feng Qianxue could finish her sentence, she moved and pulled out a figure from behind a snowdrift.

"who are you?"

"I... give up my revenge."

"Isn't it about death?"

"Lonely lacking him... He sealed my air pocket with a knife, put me in suspended animation, and then..."

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly.Yuren suddenly turned his head: "What did you say?"

"Engong, I'm sorry for you..."

She Yiqiu knelt on the ground with a remorseful expression.

Feng Qianxue thought a lot: "Don't rush to confess, how did you know that Lonely lacked a schedule? How did you know his relationship with Yuren?"

"It was Jue Chenyi who told me."

"Oh——" Feng Qianxue's tone was imperceptibly high: "Mu Shaoai, big brother, I'll go out first. Don't drink away your worries!"

On the way to find loneliness, Feng Qianxue sent two flying letters by the way.

One was to report the progress of the investigation to Long Su, and it only briefly explained the possible force of the new weapon of Septic Blood and Evil, and carefully concealed Xiao's whereabouts.

The other letter was sent to Po Xuanqi who was still busy looking for the name Kunlun, telling him that Jue Chenyi knew the whereabouts of the name Kunlun.Prince Zhonglie's mansion has just been trampled by Po Xuanqi, since that Jue Chenyi likes to uphold justice and eliminate bad guys so much, he tricks Po Xuanqi into entanglement with him so that he won't be able to stare at Lonely Que all day and get in the way.

After finishing this task, you will meet the mysterious carriage before.

"Create a strategy and win thousands of miles away; lie down and look at the mountains and rivers, stand on top of all directions; look out on the crowd, laugh and sigh that you are unparalleled in the world. Stop for a moment, Your Excellency." Through the black gauze, a faint fan can be seen shaking.

Feng Qianxue snorted disapprovingly.

Playing tricks is either a conspiracy or an act of coolness.In this martial arts world, those who engage in conspiracy and pretend to be cool are always doomed, or at least they will be disgraced and embarrassed.

"What are you doing?"

"Your Excellency is looking for the whereabouts of Lone Que?"

"What's with you?"

"Just ask one question, for killing, for saving?"

"For talking."

"Well...he has been taken away by the Lord of the Remnant Forest."

"Thanks for letting me know, please."

Feng Qianxue didn't want to say a single unnecessary word to the other party, and slapped her ass to avoid others.

"The mysterious swordsman who suddenly appeared in the martial arts world, why did she come?"

As soon as Feng Qianxue entered the residual forest, she saw Lonely Que wandering out of it.

"Hey, old woman, we meet again. Hey, it's about how you got into the residual forest?"

"Don't talk nonsense, where are you going?"

"Where do I need to report to you?"

"Shouldn't you be going back to the Pit of Sin?"

"None of your business!"

Hearing this tone, he definitely wants to go back to the Pit of Sin!

With his personality, he can guess why he wants to go back without using his brain.

Feng Qianxue was silent, then leaned over suddenly, found a space to hit Lonely's severed arm hard, and then took advantage of the pain to throw him over his shoulder to knock him down and apply acupuncture.

"you--!"

Lonely Que was about to yell at him, but Feng Qianxue took off his mask and looked at him expressionlessly.

"Huh?!" Shentu Dongliu heard the movement and came over to check: "What do you intend to do in the remnant forest?"

"Don't dare to break the rules of Can Lin, but I have something to discuss with him, and I have to take a little trick."

"You...stinky girl!!! Are you kidding me?" Lone Que reacted instantly, staring at her angrily.

"Smelly old man!" Feng Qianxue scolded back rudely: "Wait for Mu Shaoai to connect your Jinghua ham, and then I will settle the score with you."

"Settling? If you want to settle, I will settle with you. You can try to explain it again?"

"What happened?"

This dispute obviously alarmed Huangfu Xiaochan, the owner of the residual forest, and attracted him to come to inquire in person.

"Forest owner." Feng Qianxue bowed and saluted: "I'm sorry to disturb you, but I just want to prevent Lone Que from leaving the residual forest."

"Why?"

"He wants to go back to the Pit of Sin."

"Yo yo, you know everything?"

"I just know it. I want to go back to this state. A few culprits in the sinful pit, together with sun-biased illusionists, are not fuel-efficient lamps. You are too big."

"Tch, the moon is incomplete and lonely, lonely is..."

"Sorry, the protest is invalid. Don't worry, Mr. Lonely, I will use my brain to give full play to your remaining value. From now on, I can't hear what you say."

"Bah! Damn girl, what do you want to do? If you have time to take care of me, why not take care of your elder brother!"

Huangfu Xiaochan listened patiently to the arguing between the two, and came out to speak at the right time: "Girl, what kind of grievance do you have with Lonely Que?"

"Master Lin laughed. My real name is Feng Qianxue, and I am Yuren Feixie's younger sister. I came from the same sinful pit as them. Now that the mad dragon has come out to cause harm to the martial arts, I take the liberty to ask Master Lin to leave Lone Que in the residual forest for a while. The treasured sword is not old, but it can be of great use. It's not worth it to die alone, and it's a waste of Lin Zhu's painstaking efforts."

"Um……"

Although confused by this sudden appearance, Huangfu Xiaochan still felt Feng Qianxue's good intentions.

"The dog and the mouse are nosy, do I need a yellow-haired girl to discipline me alone?"

"I don't care if you want to die, please consider my elder brother's mood. If you want to change your ways, I agree to support you with both hands and feet. If you die, you don't need to talk about it."

"you!"

"Lonely, if this is the case, please stay in the residual forest for a while. Make the first step, don't waste other people's kindness."

"..." Lone Que was dumbfounded for a moment, and a little annoyed that his thoughts were seen through.

Feng Qianxue helped him up, and whispered in his ear: "To deal with the mad dragon, you must kill it with one blow, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

"What about Ann?"

"How about teaming up?"

"Is loneliness reduced to the point where you want to join forces with others?"

"You don't want to enjoy the blessings after the grievances are settled? Think about it not for yourself but for your elder brother. I beg you."

"……Humph!"

"If you don't object, it's as if you agreed."

The author has something to say:

Lonely Que: Hey, how did you get into the residual forest?

Feng Qianxue: My face is disabled, didn't you see it?