The bright moon sits on the ground

The noise and chaotic footsteps gradually weakened, the curtain of torches receded, Shenyun Pavilion returned to darkness, and fell into silence, with occasional gurgles like water and a few weak groans.Moaning and howling, soon sank into the silent night again.

Chang Jinyu walked very quickly, carefully and cautiously, without leaking the slightest sound of footsteps.

The only time he stopped for a while was when he knelt down to observe the corpses, rolled his eyelids with his fingers, pinched his jaw to force the dilapidated corpses to open their lips, stared at them for a while, and suddenly took a deep breath. He took a deep breath and stood up.

"It's poison." His tone was almost certain, and he said to An Pi behind him, "These people have all been poisoned by cartilage powder."

Chang Jinyu hadn't finished speaking when An Pi saw that his gaze suddenly turned cold. He drew the sword behind him with his backhand, and there was a clang and buzz, and the epee was unsheathed. His lower body didn't even move. As the axis,? Turned around without hesitation, and slashed back,? The sword edge pierced the hunting wind, and the sound of the wind filled the ears, like a coiling dragon wrapping a rushing thunder out of its sheath, where?

Before even the screams could be heard, the attacker fell to the ground without making a sound.

The leader of the Demon Cult turned his wrist, raised his heavy sword, glanced condescendingly, and put the sword back into its sheath.

He never felt that there was a spirit in the weapon, nor did he have the habit of naming objects-this was the complete opposite of his disciples.Therefore, although this sword has no name, it has become a nightmare that cannot be dispelled by everyone in the righteous and evil ways.

Because he will kill people with his sword, and the sound of epee swinging is frightening, so others call it "scary".

Chang Jinyu knew all about these things, but he himself didn't care at all, and let others talk.

Chang Jinyu turned his head to look at the high place, and then An Pi followed his gaze. It was a skyline of continuous flames, on the edge of a cliff full of strange rocks and twigs, not close to here , looked at from a distance, as if the sky had faded, leaving behind a setting sun that looked like blood.

The group of intruders should have gone after the only remaining disciples in Shenyun Pavilion, An Pi guessed.

It was also thanks to the diversion of those people's attention that the two of them were able to move unimpeded in this Shenyun Pavilion.

Otherwise, it would take a lot of time to get rid of this group of people.

Chang Jinyu just looked there for a few seconds, then quickly withdrew his gaze, turned his head, raised his chin, and gave An Pi a look, did not stop, and walked towards the Shen Yunge Walk in the direction pointed by the disciple.

Not long after, a courtyard came into view.

This courtyard is probably where the head of the sect lives. It is obviously larger than other places, and the decoration is also different, but the difference is not obvious. They are all the same plain color, no gold and silver decorations, no carved window panes, all the same. No.

The slightly crude wooden door is covered with traces, and there are emerald green moss on the corners, which should be left by the owner of this courtyard specially.

A piece of jade pendant is tied on the copper ring, the color is not very good, and it is hung with a knot, woven into an auspicious and lucky shape.

Only then did An Pi suddenly realize that what Chang Jinyu said was indeed true. Shenyun Pavilion was like a paradise isolated from the world, standing in the sea of ​​bamboo in the mountains, not fighting or grabbing, leisurely and at ease, like a wild crane in the clouds, like a river flowing lightly , accommodate everything.

It is here, obviously close at hand, but far away in the sky.

Chang Jinyu held the door knocker, shook the jade pendant, knocked on the door, and with a creak, the wooden door was pushed open from the outside to the inside.

A stronger smell of blood than before rushed over.

The back of the door is covered with deep marks, there are knives and swords, stretching endlessly, almost no place is intact, the sunken gap is even filled with dried blood, which has stained the ebony into rosewood.

There are more corpses in this courtyard than anywhere else, and the bones are piled up in mountains.

It can be seen from the clothes that there are people in Shenyun Pavilion and intruders, which should be clearly distinguished, but after death, they all lie on the cold ground, with hatred in their eyes, and the pain of unrevenge, It seems that the next moment is about to get up from the ground again.

However, death is like a lamp being extinguished, no matter how unwilling it is, it is impossible to come back to life.

The corpses of the intruders are still here, which means that after those people wiped out the rest of the living, they will return here and take away the corpses of their companions—so they can't stay for long.

An Pi reminded: "We must leave as soon as possible."

Chang Jinyu nodded, and walked deep into the courtyard. Along the way, he stepped over the weapons stained with dried blood, bypassed the mountains of corpses, and kept looking, trying to find out what he wanted from these unrecognizable faces. familiar.

Then he found it.

Dressed in a blood-cloaked, blind man with disheveled long hair, a young girl with immature eyebrows and eyes was resting on his knees, with his fingers resting on her shoulders, covering half of her body in his arms, without any smile on his face Yi, his eyes were filled with misery, without any focus.

After hearing the sound of footsteps, he moved belatedly, but he hugged the person in his arms even tighter.

"Chang Deng, cover the wound on your body." Chang Jinyu rolled his Adam's apple and said, "She is dead."

An Picai looked past Chang Jinyu and looked at Chang Deng.

Chang Deng is considered the youngest among them, he has no scruples when he laughs, he can laugh forward and back every time he pats the table, his eyebrows are curved, there is a small dimple on one cheek, and there are two eyes in his eyes. Bright stars, full of warm sunshine.

However, now he is no longer the young man in fresh clothes and angry horse.

Chang Deng's despairing expression changed slightly, as if he was dying, and Chang Jinyu's voice evoked something deep in his memory. He wanted to look up, but nothing was reflected in his eyes. scene.

The wounds on his body were not light, the flesh of his fingers was almost scraped clean by the sharp weapon, only a little bit of flesh stuck to the white bones, and the roots were broken; there was a black hole in the waist and abdomen, exposing the internal organs inside, bleeding like Note, the young girl who had stopped breathing in his arms was immersed in the pool of blood; the eyes were scratched intentionally, and the knife marks were still lingering on his eyebrows.

Chang Deng didn't respond to Chang Jinyu's words, and turned his head to face another source of footsteps.

"Is it Brother An?" His voice was hoarse and dull, as if there were many stagnant blood clots in his throat.

Just as An Pi was about to nod, he remembered that he was no longer visible, so he took a step forward and replied softly, "It's me."

"Zhang Shuangbi...wasn't with you guys." Chang Deng shook his head and said, "He's too impulsive and easy to make mistakes. If he sees this scene, he might do something irreversible. That's why he didn't come , is the only good thing."

Zhang Shuangbi is no longer the dazed young man he was back then, he is now the King of Zhen'e who commands the thousands of defenders in Zhen'e City.

That's what An Pi thought, but he didn't refute Chang Deng's words, and didn't know what to say to him. He opened his mouth and could only ask one sentence, asking where Wen Yunshui was, why didn't he see it? he.

"Xiao Wen..." Chang Deng coughed, covered his lips and coughed up blood, and said intermittently, "He has always been outspoken, and his words are piercing to the bone. If you say ten sentences to him...he can answer you a hundred sentences. It will definitely not suffer.”

"He had his spine broken and his limbs cut off, but he still refused to utter a word begging for mercy."

"Even if he is about to swallow his last breath, he still has to pull a few backs before that, and he will not suffer the slightest loss in the end."

He said: "Don't look for it, Wen Yunshui probably doesn't want you to see him now."

An Pi was speechless, gritted his teeth, and suddenly realized that he was about to watch an important person die in front of him again. Facing life and death, he was still the same as the day he betrayed Luoyanmen, unable to do anything, even if he tried his best He tried his best to save the life of the dying person, but in the end he found nothing. He could only watch helplessly, with no room for change.

Chang Deng seemed to have fallen into a brief faint for a few seconds, probably because of the pain that forced him to faint, and then forced him to wake up again. He gasped violently for a few moments, and after a while, his breathing gradually became stable.

Chang Jinyu bent down, knelt on one knee, and stretched out his hand to hold down Chang Deng's slightly trembling shoulders, lest he fall directly to the ground.

It's rare that his younger brother didn't refuse his kindness, and leaned his weight closer. The tail of hair entangled in blood was hard, brushing from the back of his hand brought a little pain and itching—Chang Jinyu looked down Looking at Chang Deng, he gradually realized that this dilapidated body was already too heavy for Chang Deng, and he had to rely on himself to maintain his balance.

Chang Jinyu thought, the two of them are indeed immortal, and only at this time can they have a moment of peace.

"When you came here, did you see a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy?" After Chang Deng finished asking, he thought that the two people in front of him never paid attention to other people's affairs, so they definitely didn't know his disciples, so he changed his mind. Said, and asked again, "Or, near this courtyard... have you seen the two knives of Hanshuang and Yinhuo?"

Neither Chang Jinyu nor An Picai knew what he meant by this.

However, when Chang Jinyu said the word "no", he found that Chang Deng was obviously relieved.

It was like a string that had been tense was suddenly loosened, and something supporting his crumbling body was also gone. Chang Jinyu secretly said that something was wrong, and subconsciously wanted to call out to him, trying to call his attention. return.

However, Chang Deng opened his mouth one step ahead of him.

Chang Deng gently covered the eyes of the girl in his arms with his cold fingers, he still maintained that protective posture, even though he was the one who knew best whether the person in his arms was alive, he did not waver in the slightest.

His sight was still out of focus, erratic, like green smoke that was about to dissipate.

"I don't know why you chose to see me, and I don't know how you have always looked at me." Chang Deng said softly, "Anyway, brother, many things should have ended long ago, but they are coming at this time." Late."

Chang Deng struggled to raise his other hand, caressed his neck, found the bulge from the bloodstains, hooked his fingertips slightly, pulled out the black rope whose original color could hardly be seen clearly, and revealed He picked up the wolf tooth hanging from the bottom, and then, he tore off the string abruptly, managed to make out the direction, and handed the smooth and cold wolf tooth to Chang Jinyu.

The totem of the tribe they lived in when they were young was a wolf, and everyone was given a wolf fang when they were born to show protection.

At this time, Chang Deng handed over the wolf teeth to himself to clear up the relationship, to prevent future generations from knowing that the two of them are blood relatives, or to put all the resentment over the past few decades into it, and tell him that I have let go of everything, Qingqing In vain, without any worries... Chang Jinyu didn't know, he stared at it for a while, and finally held the blood-stained wolf fang in his palm.

"I have to say goodbye to you." Chang Deng seemed to be extremely tired, and gradually closed his eyes, the sound of breathing became low, and it became almost non-existent. He and An Pi only heard his last sentence clearly.

"Remember to say a belated greeting to Zhang Shuangbi for Wen Yunshui and me."

After he finished speaking, his head drooped, and his long, messy hair flowed down, resting on his unmoving chest.

he died.