Crown Sword

When Gong Yangyue saw Xia Houzhen, he was lying in the rain, without a piece of good flesh all over his body, his face was covered with blood, and he was hanging on his breath.

Two or three corpses were scattered beside him, and they were Miao Dingwu's people.

Even if he tried his best, he still couldn't keep everyone, but put himself in. It's ridiculous, no matter how high the martial arts are, he is afraid of fighting with two fists and four hands. It is also said that good people don't live long, and the disaster will last for thousands of years.

Gong Yangyue supported Xia Houzhen on his lap as a pillow, and protected his heart veins with luck. However, no matter how hard he tried, it was futile. With grief and anger, he grabbed the lapel of the person on his knee and slammed it hard. He said cruelly: "Xia Houzhen, you listen to me, you are not allowed to die, you know? Did you hear that!"

"You're right." Xia Houzhen opened his eyes, looked at the person in front of him through the rain curtain, and gasped weakly.

Seeing people waking up, Gong Yangyue was a little happy, and put his ears close: "What did you say?"

Perhaps because he knew that his time was short, Xia Houzhen stopped repeating and began to explain his funeral: "Take care of yourself, desperado, don't fight hard, and... and remember, Ah Yue, don't lose yourself at any time Kenshin."

"Jianxin? You still have the kung fu to control Jianxin!" Gongyangyue opened his mouth and cursed, just wanting to block his mouth, but he didn't, but kept moving his hands, either wanting to carry people on his back, or wanting to Holding him on his shoulders, "Let's go to the city to find a doctor!"

Xia Houzhen slipped and fell to the ground, his bones would fall apart: "It's useless."

Gongyang Yue's heart was twisted like a knife, if he hadn't cared about the injury, he would have carried him away like a sack.Even if you practice peerless martial arts, so what, people who should not be saved are still unable to be saved.

"Sorry……"

The icy cold rain was mixed with a trace of scorching heat, and Xia Houzhen, who could no longer take his eyes off his eyes, could only reach out and touch that face. At this time, the time came, and the pain reached all his limbs, making him unable to tell the cause, or even know, My own hands holding the sword can no longer lift the sword.

Gong Yangyue didn't know whether he was going to caress his face or press his shoulders, he just stared blankly at the right wrist that was stretched out in front of him, which was cut off by Qi Gen, and couldn't say a word in shock.

The first to disappear are the five senses.

Xiahou really thought, maybe it was a hallucination before death, maybe Gongyangyue was still in the inn, after all, he still didn't believe him like that a few days ago, how could he come here on a rainy night.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't come, with his temper, he definitely wants to scold himself severely, or if he can't think about it, he chases those people again. Who knows if there are any conspiracy traps, so don't let him suffer again for the pain he has suffered.

Xia Houzhen finally let go of his hand, which he couldn't reach, and swallowed his last breath with a smile: "Ayue, I don't regret it. I heard the truth in the morning, and I will die in the evening."

No regrets?

The grief on Gongyangyue's face froze, lips collided, eyes closed, and tears fell.

He suddenly understood that this was Xiahou's true way, and also his sword heart, the so-called things that he insisted on but others could not understand.

That's right, if it were other senior brothers and sisters, they might not be willing to take him as a junior at all, or they wouldn't smile and stick to their own opinions when they disagreed because of Miao Dingwu's matter. He is cruel and doesn't leave a way out, he is not a thing.

In fact, Xia Hou is really not stubborn, as for others, he would not believe it. If you want to hate, you should hate those wicked people!

Gong Yangyue laid Xia Houzhen flat on the ground lightly, making a gesture of silence, as if to let him go to sleep at ease, but the back of his eyes was ferocious, and he picked up the sword and walked away looking for footprints.

Maybe God couldn't bear to see it. The heavy rain washed down the mountain wall, the rolling stone cut off the road, and Miao Dingwu and others drove the looted gold and silver and was blocked. They were so greedy that they didn't want to give up a penny, thinking that Xiahou really only had one companion. , and much younger, maybe they will chase after them, even if they do, they are so numerous that it is hard to say that they will lose.So, a group of people pulled the cart and turned into the trail, wanting to go to the mountains to avoid the limelight, and then distribute and sell the stolen goods after the incident.

What they didn't expect was that someone really kept coming all the way, and what came was not a persimmon, but a "murderer".

Gongyangyue didn't ask the reason, didn't see the treasure, didn't even open the mouth, without any hesitation, saw one cut one by one, raised the blade and dropped it so simply that he didn't look like an inexperienced young man, more like a life-seeking ghost crawling out of hell.

"Good... so fast sword..." Miao Dingwu asked himself that he had killed countless people. He never thought that once in a while, he would be frightened by a young boy, and he immediately gritted his back molars and called his brothers to surround him. , trying to wrest his sword.But the young man was not afraid, he used his hands when he lost the sword.

"Si Wuxie" was used to the extreme that it could mobilize, and the kung fu of everyone in his hands was abolished. After killing the red eye, the grief, depression and evil thoughts in Gong Yangyue's heart for many years were aroused, and he used the most painful The method is to kill everyone one by one, which is more cruel than sealing the throat with a sword.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Miao Dingwu only felt his soul fly away, and before the dragger fell down, he didn't want all the money, vehicles and horses, and even threw away all the gold that weighed on his body in order to reduce the burden.

Gong Yangyue went all the way to a village outside the mountain col, and only then did he catch up with Miao Dingwu.

"Remember, the trick to kill them is called 'Shangshang Farewell', the trick to kill you is called 'one person returns', the person you killed is called Xia Houzhen, and after death, he will be a ghost. Look for it, I, Gongyang moon!"

Gong Yangyue held up the bleeding sword, sneered, and approached step by step.

Most of Jiangu's sword formulas are upright and bright, and Li Zhouyang specializes in left-handed swords, with the sword's forbearance, and the left and right are not suitable for Gongyangyue. He declined on the lips, but actually remembered it clearly in his heart.Before tonight, he only realized the trick of "Shangshang Farewell", which was done in grief after the death of "Red Bean Cake" and after he had no news from outside the valley, but unfortunately he never had the chance to show it.

He has always been a stubborn person, he can't find a suitable excuse, and he will never perform like a treasure. In addition, he has not made a breakthrough after that, and he is afraid that he will be laughed at and create only one move.

However, things get tricky.

He finally realized the second trick, but he never had the chance to show it to anyone who wanted it.

"Ram, ram..."

Miao Dingwu bumped his upper and lower lips, and his hands and feet became weak when he was about to die. He knew that he was invincible. In order to survive, he wanted to involve innocent people in it, so he threw stones on the roof of the yard desperately.

The barking of the dog gradually started, and the villagers who didn't know why heard the sound, put on their clothes and got up one by one.

When people holding high torches and lanterns gathered around, they saw a young man with eyes as red as blood, his clothes as red, his murderous aura was exposed, and he was about to split the person in front of him into two with his sword.

"The one who killed him was that woman. If she hadn't stabbed him with the knife, how could I beat your brother with such good martial arts?" Miao Dingwu whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear. When distracted, barely dodged a blow.

But this kid is ruthless and merciless.

Miao Dingwu became ruthless, knelt down with a thud, took the sword of Gongyangyue, and suddenly raised his voice while covering his arms, pretending to cry, "Master Gongyang, young hero Gongyang, don't kill me, please!" Don't kill me..." Waiting for the right time, he turned his head and shouted to the villagers, "Help me, save me! Our family of fifteen died so badly. It was him, this guy named Gongyangyue, who blocked the road and robbed him. Kill and set fire!"

To deceive others, he was also wearing a shirt that only long-term workers would wear. In contrast, Gong Yangyue was dressed in blood, and he looked more like a vicious person.

"not me!"

Miao Dingwu showed a sinister smile, and in order to save his life, he spilled the last valuables on his body: "Folks, if you can avenge my boss, these are all yours," he kowtowed twice, and the third One didn't hit it because the spectators smashed it with a farm tool guy and a stone.

Although Gong Yangyue was not afraid, he would not stand up and be a stake. He avoided it for a while, and Miao Dingwu saw the opportunity and ran away immediately.If someone wants to leave, Gongyangyue will not let him go, so he raises his sword and chases after him.The people of Bashu are outstanding, and the people born there are also warm-hearted and gallant. When the villagers saw this, they swarmed up, and the crowd was tight.

"Yes or no, go to the yamen to find out, and we will not wrong anyone!"

"Yes! The Prime Minister of Mianzhu County is the most discerning!"

——"Kill them all if you have the ability."

It is determined that the people in Jiangu are kind, and the so-called kindness is deceived by others. Miao Dingwu provocatively said with his lips: "Kill them all if you have the ability." Finally, he left a smug smile and didn't turn his head away.

Gongyang Yuehong raised his sword and threatened: "Get out! Get out! He is clearly the robber, and he insists on listening and believing. You deaf and blind bastards, you deserve to die!"

Those who were the first were stunned, and those who pushed and shoved behind shouted: "That person is right, this kid is not a good person!"

"The Gongyang Shaoxia he called just now, his surname is Gongyang! Anyone with the surname Gongyang is not a good person!"

Faces twisted in the eyes, as if back in that day, Mianzhu in the afterglow of the setting sun, when all the old women, women and children were pointing at his nose and insulting him.

Gong Yangyue was so angry that she lost control, she raised her sword and was about to stab the one with the worst mouth.

——"Ah Yue, no matter when, don't lose your sword heart."

That Miao Dingwu left those words to motivate him to do something. Once he did it, he would become a villain even if he wasn't a villain. But if he didn't do something, he couldn't take revenge.

But he didn't want to be a villain, and he never wanted to be a fearsome demon.

"Xiahouzhen, what should I do?"

Gong Yangyue murmured in pain, lowered her hand, and stopped pulling.Purple lightning flashed across the sky, followed by thunderous drums, and the restless rain poured down again.The internal strength of the dantian rose, and he waved his sleeves, shaking the people around him away, and it was really a pity that he fell down for a while.

A girl with pigtails ran out of the yard crying, shouting, "Daddy, Mommy, an uncle rushed in just now and rode our horse away!"

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The horse raced into the mountain, and it rained heavily overnight. After a short delay, it was difficult to find anyone. Then the mountain collapsed, and the footprints disappeared. I don't know life or death.

Gongyangyue didn't catch Miao Dingwu, so he swore on the spot that one day he would be beaten to death.

When I walked back to Mianzhu, after midnight, it should have been a quiet night, but the mourning was up and down, and the rescuers were running back and forth, doomed to sleepless.In the darkness, no one noticed him, so he unconsciously walked to the burnt yard and looked down at the muddy water jumping and splashing in the pothole.

The bloodstains had been washed away, but Gong Yangyue knew that Xiahou really started suffering here.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the courtyard, followed by chaotic footsteps and women's screams and wailing——

"Give me back the child! Give me back!"

The unkempt woman covered in black charcoal ash stumbled over, crying and yelling at everyone she saw, and the neighbors who came to help quietly avoided, only Gong Yangyue stood in the middle in a daze and was hit It's true.The woman obviously couldn't push her, instead she fell into the mud, looked at the bloody clothes, and fell silent.

Gong Yangyue squinted her eyes and bowed slightly to take a closer look.

He recognized this woman. He had bumped into this woman nearby when he was looking for someone before, and was dragged back by several young adults. He said that it was the head mother of one of the families who had suffered. When she woke up, she found that the child had died tragically. Crazy.

"I didn't do it on purpose, no, I didn't do it on purpose, it was him, he took my child hostage..." The woman didn't dare to look at the person, she covered her head in horror and avoided, moaning in pain.

When Gongyangyue heard the words, she suddenly remembered Miao Dingwu's words.

—— "The person who killed him was that woman. If she hadn't stabbed him, how could I have beaten your brother with such good martial arts?"

"It was you?" Gongyangyue grabbed her by the skirt, lifted her up, and forced him to look at him, "It was you who stabbed him?" The clothes of Jiangu disciples have always been the same shape and similar color. Unclear, it is easy to confuse the two as one person, the woman blinked her empty eyes with difficulty, and her whole body trembled like chaff.

Just at this time, a relative with a torch came out to look for it. The woman looked down at his shuriken, screamed strangely, broke free, and ran out with hands and feet together, laughing all the way, and became even more mad: "Kill him!" Me, kill me, I don't want to live anymore..." In the torment, the memory is already confused, "Give me back my child, give me back my child..."

Hearing a "plop--", she fell forward on the bluestone slab. What tripped her was a shiny dagger stuck in the gap. She was holding it in her hand when she woke up. Accidentally dropped after staying.

Everything is fate.

She let go with a scream, and threw the dagger out, a cold light flashed, and it was rolling at the swordsman's feet.

Gong Yangyue squatted down to pick it up, with a mocking face on his face: "Return your child, then who will return my brother? Tell me, is this dagger yours?"

"Not me, not me!"

The woman turned around and ran away, her crying and laughing echoed on the long street, Gong Yangyue closed her eyes, her eyes were moist and hot, and said coldly: "You actually helped the robbers kill the only person who could save you, it's ridiculous , Why should he die? How can you live?" After speaking, the flying knife flashed and pierced the woman's vest.

"Ram Moon!"

A female voice came from obliquely, piercing through the rain curtain, trying to stop, but it was a step too late.

Gong Yangyue stepped forward, looked down at the dying woman, and shed tears: "You are in such pain, even if you go back, it will be like a nightmare, it is better to end it early."

The woman vomited blood, grabbed his clothes, and opened and closed her lips, as if regaining a trace of sanity.

"What did you say?"

Gong Yangyue got closer and found that what she said was "I'm sorry".

Fang Jing and other Jiangu disciples who saw Xunyan rushed over, stepped forward and scolded: "Gongyangyue! I called you just now, why didn't you stop! Do you know that you are killing..."

Ram Yue walked around the corpse without looking back.

"Stop!" Fang Jing stomped her feet.

The woman with the lantern and the relatives who were chasing the woman came and saw the tragedy, and said, "God, my husband was burned to death, and my son was chopped into mud. There is only such a crazy woman left, and she will be... Ouch, tell me, what a crime this is!"

"I've seen this person before, and I remember him as a disciple of Jiangu."

Fang Jing couldn't hold back her face, and with the shame and heat, she chased and shouted: "Gongyangyue, stop for me, and explain clearly what's going on, why is it only you, Senior Brother Xiahou?"

"he died."

"Ah? What did you say?"

"I said he's dead!" Gong Yangyue turned his head suddenly, his face was bruised and bloodless.

Fang Jing suddenly seemed to have three souls and seven souls taken away, and she swayed, relying on several senior brothers and sisters to support her: "No, senior brother Xiahou is so good at martial arts, how could he die? He is such a good person, who would fight with him?" He made revenge..." When she looked at Gongyangyue again, she jumped up suddenly, pointed her finger, and shouted in a hurry: "Did it be you, did you kill him!"

he?

What kind of reason is this, why is he the ram month again?Why should something bad happen to be blamed on him!Why, exactly why!

Gongyangyue laughed wildly, tears fell from the laughter, swung the long sword horizontally, and said bitterly: "If you follow me again, I will kill you too!"

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