A book-worn beauty is as delicate as a jade than a flower

It was Wen Liangyu's face.And that Wen Liangyu was also looking at him intently.

Wen Liangyu shivered, and subconsciously wanted to find a mirror, but suddenly realized that he was wearing a mask, and outsiders only thought he was Zuo Kang.

Who is that Wen Liangyu?dream?fantasy?Parallel time and space?Another me in the world?

He immediately pinched himself hard, the pain was not like a dream (òó)...It seems impossible to bring so many people into the illusion at the same time...Then that person is...

As if to answer his doubts.Wen Liangyu who was sitting across from the fire raised his hand and touched his nose.

It's Zuo Kang!

Wen Liangyu stood up abruptly.This movement is extremely familiar, it is Zuo Kang's habitual movement, that's right.I didn't expect him to come, I didn't expect him to dress up as myself.

With mixed feelings in his heart for a moment, Zuo Kang must have recognized him long ago.I don't know how he felt when he found out that he was actually wearing his mask.They stared at each other, Zuo Kang pursed his lips, suddenly got up, turned around and left.Wen Liangyu was startled, if he just left, he would definitely be an enemy in terms of the situation when they met!Taking a peek at Chu Huan who was still in a daze, Wen Liangyu immediately quietly chased after Zuo Kang.

Zuo Kang walked very fast, and soon they were far away from the crowd.The hustle and bustle of the mountains of swords and seas of fire fell behind him, Zuo Kang silently turned his head and glanced at Wen Liangyu, and suddenly used his Nanhai school's movement skills to fly over him.

"Wait!" Wen Liangyu yelled, and got up to chase after him.They ran one after the other, the wind howled, and the grass and trees fell back and forth in sight.Zuo Kang didn't wait for him, but kept a visible distance from him.Finally he stopped by a big river far from the village.The river was surging, and there was no way forward. There were only two small boats moored on the river, one on the left and the other on the right.

Wen Liangyu also stopped.The night wind blew Zuo Kang's sleeves, and Wen Liangyu called him in a low voice with complicated emotions: "Zuo Kang?"

Zuo Kang turned his head slowly: "Liangyu."

Seeing this mask that was exactly the same as his own, Wen Liangyu had mixed feelings in his heart.Words filled my heart, but I didn't know where to start.Zuo Kang stared at him with indescribable emotion. After a long time, he walked towards him. Wen Liangyu took a step back and sighed: "You stop."

Zuo Kang stopped in his footsteps, his eyes were sad: "Liangyu?"

"You are the suzerain of the Qingye Sect of the White Clothes Society, right?" Wen Liangyu shook his head and sighed: "Although my bad luck in the past three years originated from you, I don't blame you. I just hope that you will let go of your obsessions and stop fighting with others It's embarrassing."

As a character created by a writer boss, Wen Liangyu looked at life and death indifferently.Where is it not to wear?With the laziness of the writer's boss, he had more than seven or eight lives back and forth, nothing more than changing the world and starting from scratch.But other people in this world are different. To die is to die.During the journey, he had already developed feelings for his companions. Along the way, the White Clothes Club killed them step by step, and Jiang Yuting's warning was still in his ears. Wen Liangyu really didn't want them to suffer disaster because of him.

"You want me to let go of my obsession?" Zuo Kang repeated softly, and suddenly laughed wildly: "Do you think I can stop now? Liangyu—"

He stretched out a hand towards him: "Come with me! Let's go to Seven Sins Mountain together and share the secrets of the White Clothes Society."

Zuo Kang's figure stood tall in the thick night, with a strong murderous aura emanating from the fast sword at his waist.Wen Liangyu stared at the face that was exactly the same as his own, and seeing the fierce smile on it, he felt extremely absurd.Knowing in his heart that the friendship with Zuo Kang might really be broken, he couldn't help but sigh again: "I won't leave with you."

"If you have made a choice, of course I have nothing to say." Zuo Kang put away his smile and said with a gloomy face, "It's just that you think you can walk with those people again, and go back to the past?"

He jumped into a boat by the river, cut the rope, and went down the river.Wen Liangyu chased a few steps forward and shouted: "Zuo Kang, if you leave like this, we will be enemies when we meet next time!"

"I'm afraid we are enemies now!" Zuo Kang laughed loudly, drifting farther and farther with the boat.Before completely disappearing from Wen Liangyu's sight, he roared with all his strength and said, "If you still want to find me, take that boat to Seven Sins Mountain!"

There were originally two boats on the river, and Zuo Kang took one of them, but now there is only one left alone.

what is this?Did you come all the way to break up?

Wen Liangyu looked at the empty water in the distance, and the night owls in the mountains and forests on both sides of the bank cooed, and he felt very desolate in his heart.Recalling the details of entering the world of books, he knew that the relationship with Zuo Kang was irretrievable from now on, although he had prepared for a long time, he was still a little sad.He lingered silently facing the river for an unknown amount of time, and the moon's shadow gradually fell to the east in the sky before he turned and headed towards the village.

Worth mentioning.It was destined to be so, once and for all.

The sky towards the village is bright, it is illuminated by the flame pit of the mountain of knives and the sea of ​​fire.Wen Liangyu thought of his companions left in the village—the jealous Chu Huan who cared for him even though he was petty, the qin servant who spoke little but thoughtful, the red vulture who was bitter but righteous, and the otherworldly famous swordsman. Shen Yun, the calm and meticulous paraquat—even Jiang Yuting, his half-enemy, gave him some comfort; because they shared good and bad, and because they never left, they were a ray of light in the dark night.

The farther you go, the brighter the fire in the sky.Wen Liangyu suddenly felt that something was wrong—the ceremony of the mountain of swords and sea of ​​fire was confined to a big pit, no matter how bright it is, it shouldn't be so bright.A gust of wind blew away from the direction of the village, carrying a strong smell of burning.Wen Liangyu shivered, and immediately flew towards the village.

The flames were like the wings of a phoenix, dyeing half of the sky red.The village was ruined, and it looked like a scene of massacres.Where are the singing and dancing girls and eager teenagers?The iron pillar in the center of the fire pit fell down, and the pit was full of scorched corpses in disorder—the crowd who had gathered around the fire pit to revel in half a night ago were all huddled in the pit at this time, and the burnt corpses in the center of the pit were not missing. The outer edge has also been burnt to the point where it cannot be seen clearly.That big pit, enough to roast a hundred pigs and cows, turned into a huge crematorium at this time.

Wen Liangyu was stunned by the tragedy in front of him, and almost vomited due to the strong burnt smell.He rushed to the place where his companions were before he left, and frantically called their names, disregarding the hot ashes to dig up those deformed charred corpses, tears and sweat dripped down together.

who did it!Who attacked this uncontested village and slaughtered all the villagers, visitors and his friends?

Wen Liangyu yelled and yelled, still calling and searching at the fire scene.His robe and hair were scorched by the residual heat, and there were many blisters on his hands and legs.Unconsciously, the east was getting brighter, and Wen Liangyu suddenly heard a low voice: "Little friend?"

Wen Liangyu turned around suddenly, and saw about twenty figures approaching from a distance, the leader was covered in metallic luster in the morning light, and the half-face of the woman next to her was ruined—it was Paraquat and Jiang Yuting.

"Senior!" Only then did Wen Liangyu remember that Paraquat didn't want to watch the ceremony, but stayed in the guest room with Jiang Yuting, perhaps because of this, he escaped the catastrophe.And the others are all old, weak, sick and disabled, and they don't look like a crowd that likes to join in the fun.It seems that the attackers really started from the crowd gathered to watch the ceremony.

"What happened? Where are the others!" Wen Liangyu asked about paraquat.

"Someone attacked this village. Those who gathered outside were either arrested or killed, and not one out of ten escaped." Paraquat replied: "Fortunately, this village is the same as the original Mijin Ferry. Everyone has built secret passages and secret rooms underground, so we escaped unharmed."

The secret rooms and passages below the village are obviously left over from the White Clothes Club.Wen Liangyu reckoned the time he would leave, at most two hours; if he could raid the entire village within two hours, and even drive paraquat into the ground, what kind of terrifying person would the raider be?But hearing Paraquat said that there are still people who have been arrested, Wen Liangyu's heart was half relieved.He asked eagerly: "What about the son, did senior see the son and the others?"

"The prince should have been captured by them too." Jiang Yuting interrupted and said, "I saw that group of thugs taking a group of villagers away, and it was exactly where the prince and the others were sitting."

"Abducted?" Wen Liangyu was anxious for a while, and then let out a sigh of relief: "That means they are still alive. It's good to be alive..."

"I didn't see that group of thugs capture the crown prince with my own eyes." Baicao glanced at Jiang Yuting: "But I saw Shen Yun rise up to resist and was defeated and captured, so among our companions, at least Shen Yun is still alive."

Shen Yun didn't lose either.Wen Liangyu lowered his head and secretly felt the Golden Silkworm Gu in his body. The Golden Silkworm Gu was still there—that meant that the Red Vulture was still alive.Chu Huan, Shen Yun, and Red Vulture were all there, so there was no reason why Shiqin would be singled out and killed.The despair in Wen Liangyu's heart turned into anger, and at the same time he was surprised at the strength of the enemy: "Even Shen Yun was defeated and captured, who is the one who came to sneak attack? What kind of powerful enemy has this village offended?"

"Our village has never had any enemies. The leader who came to sneak in came in among the guests celebrating his coming-of-age ceremony." The speaker was an old man. He saw the raider with his own eyes and gritted his teeth: "This village is hospitable, no matter who you know. Whether you treat people warmly or not, I never thought there would be such a caring beast.”

Afterwards, the old man's voice turned into whimpering, presumably many of his relatives and friends died in this accident.The rest of the villagers who survived were also weeping.After a long sigh, Paraquat said: "It's not necessary to say how powerful they are. It's just that I didn't expect the White Clothes Society to degenerate to such a degree after 300 years; it really makes me terrified."

After hearing this, Wen Liangyu's heart moved: "Senior's meaning..."

"That's right, little friend. Why do you think so many people can't escape? It's because the one who came to sneak attack is Bai Yishe's secret technique!"