he doesn't use a knife

This is undoubtedly an unfortunate story.

But in this chaotic world, there is never a lack of such tragedies caused by greed and ignorance.

Xue Lanling's gaze was still on his knife.

Zhuang Jue's story deserves sympathy.

But Xue Lanling didn't sympathize with him.

Xue Lanling only said: "So the person who gave you the knife is also the person who taught you martial arts?"

Zhuang Jue shook his head and said, "I knew him a few days ago, not too long ago. He knew about me, so he gave me a knife and asked me to take revenge."

Xue Lanling said: "This is the reason why Xuncheng can only enter but not exit."

Zhuang Jue smiled lightly: "That's right, since they didn't want to go out before and just wanted to be trapped here, then I will let them stay here forever, and whoever wants to go out will have to pay the price."

Behind such an understatement, there is clearly a deep meaning of cruelty and coldness.

But Zhuang Jue's expression was very natural.

He didn't have any resistance and rejection, and he didn't think how crazy he was.

He practiced martial arts hard and practiced martial arts for the purpose of revenge.

A man whose heart is full of hatred never wants to hold anyone innocent.

For him, if he wanted to be soft-hearted to innocent people, no one had ever been soft-hearted to them in the beginning.

Zhuang Jue wanted to treat him in his own way.

He will do such a thing.

Maybe he will go to hell after death and bear countless infamy.

But he will still do this, no matter how many years, even if he really falls into the underworld, a judge will try him for the sins he committed, convict him, and throw him into hell for eternity.

He still has to do it.

Because there will always be things that people have to do in their lives.

Some things can not be done, but if he does not do some things, then no one can do them again.

Xue Lanling also understood his thoughts very well.

Xue Lanling said: "The person who gave you the knife should also be my old friend."

Zhuang Jue said, "That's a man."

Xue Lanling smiled: "Maybe it's a man, maybe it's a woman. Because he definitely doesn't like to show his true colors."

Zhuang Jue asked: "Then why?"

Xue Lanling asked back: "What do you think is the reason why a person is unwilling to reveal his true face?"

Zhuang Jue said: "Maybe he is ugly, maybe he is too good-looking, maybe he hates his own face, maybe there are people he doesn't want to see."

Xue Lanling said: "But you are a person who knows how to infer other things from one instance."

Zhuang Jue said: "If I am stupid and stupid, then my life in this world will be considered useless."

Xue Lanling nodded slightly: "That's right."

He pushed it with his hand, and the rabbit meat on the fire was cooked thoroughly. Zhuang Jue took it in a hurry, blew a few breaths, and quickly tore off a rabbit leg.

The way Zhuang Jue eats is very unrefined.

If he hadn't experienced drastic changes at the age of nine, he would still have grown up under the care of his parents.

Maybe he will become a handsome young man at this age, everyone envies him, and countless people secretly love him.

But there are too many ifs in this world.

He has gone through these things to become what he is now.

It is better to hold on to the moment than to think about what if it is out of reach and never possible.

Xue Lanling smiled.

His eyes still fell on the long knife beside Zhuang Jue.

He looked at it carefully.

It knew him well, and if it had eyes, it would have looked at him.

Because he really knows its owner.

It also really, really misses him.

Its owner is a drunkard.

Zhuang Jue quickly finished eating the rabbit leg.

He put a mouthful of oil on it, and used his free hand to stroke up the drooping hair, revealing his bright eyes.

Zhuang Jue is actually very young.

But he didn't have that much time to groom himself, he didn't even bother to shave.

He ate in a hurry, and when he tore off the second rabbit leg, he couldn't help hiccupping.

Xue Lanling didn't frown on such an inconspicuous incident.

Xue Lanling was even laughing.

Xue Lanling said: "You make me think of my old friends very easily."

Zhuang Jue bit the meat, and asked vaguely, "The old friend who gave me the knife?"

Xue Lanling shook his head: "The owner of this knife."

Zhuang Jue said: "Who is the owner of this knife? Why is the person who gave me the knife so reluctant, and you keep looking at this knife?"

Xue Lanling sighed: "He is like a teacher, a friend, a confidant, and a bosom friend to me."

Zhuang Jue asked: "Then how is he doing now?"

Xue Lanling said, "He's dead."

Zhuang Jue frowned and said, "Why did he die?"

Xue Lanling said: "To save people."

Zhuang Jue asked again: "To save who?"

Xue Lanling said: "To save me."

Zhuang Jue was startled, but he didn't expect such an answer.

It is true that his kung fu is not unparalleled in the world, but it is not difficult to see the aura surging around Xue Lanling.

That is the aura that only peerless masters have.

Invisible and silent, people who don't know martial arts can't perceive the chilling pressure.

However, such a person will still be saved by others, and some people even die to save him.

Zhuang Jue wondered, "Why?"

Xue Lanling finally retracted his gaze and landed on the gurgling river beside him.

Xue Lanling said: "I also want to know why some things always happen when I am powerless."

Zhuang Jue said: "But now you are very powerful."

He no longer needs to ask more questions or imagine.

Just one sentence is enough for him to understand how heavy the past is.

Because he feels the same way, he's been through the same thing.

He, too, was powerless.

I hated myself for being young and weak countless times, hated the sky and the earth countless times, but I hated myself the most.

I can't wait to kill myself first.

Because I was too incompetent in the past, nothing can be saved.

This is a lingering nightmare and even a demon.

The stronger you are, the more you will hate your past weakness.

When you have unrivaled strength, you will resent that time will always move forward and refuse to turn back.

Zhuang Jue sighed again.

He said: "Speaking of which, you stopped me just now, is it because you saw my knife?"

Xue Lanling said: "I stopped you because of what you did in Xuncheng."

Zhuang Jue asked: "Then why did you dare to stop me? Because your martial arts are higher than mine?"

Xue Lanling said: "Even if my martial arts are not as good as yours, I still dare to stop you."

Zhuang Jue wondered, "Why is that?"

Xue Lanling smiled: "Because you didn't kill Li Xingchen, this proves that you have a reason for killing."

Zhuang Jue scratched his head and said, "Who is Li Xingchen?"

Xue Lanling said: "The person who fought against you last time."

Only then did Zhuang Jue remember, he patted his head, and said in shock: "So the person I fought with was the young owner of Baiyang Villa! I was only concerned about driving him away, and I thought he looked familiar, but I never thought that he was who."

Xue Lanling said: "The knife you cut was only to restrict his actions, and in the end, he didn't hurt him too much, didn't take his life, and didn't make him half-dead, which shows that you are not a cruel and heartless person."

Zhuang Jue asked: "But why are you so sure that I don't want to kill him, not that I can't kill him?"

Xue Lanling raised his eyes to look at him.

After a moment of silence, Xue Lanling said softly: "If a person with a knife can hit another person's shoulder with a knife, it only means that he can kill him, but he didn't kill him."

Zhuang Jue was startled.

"You also use a knife?" he asked.

Xue Lanling said: "I know how to use a knife, but I don't need a knife."

Zhuang Jue said: "You came to me to help me? Why?"

Xue Lanling said: "Because I think the person who caused Duanlongju to be destroyed is related to you."

Zhuang Jue widened his eyes.

He was about to deny it, but Xue Lanling spoke first: "My old friend may be the real murderer of this unsolved case."

Zhuang Jue asked, "Do you want to see him?"

Xue Lanling shook his head, "He doesn't want to see me, and I don't want to see him either. That's why I found you."

Huayin is writing a letter.

She wanted to write to her master exactly what happened recently.

Her master is the elder of Tianhe Mansion.

Xuncheng is her hometown, she left here when she was very young, and went to Lingmen City to learn martial arts from a teacher.

But she doesn't like it here.

In these years, every time she passed by this city, even if she just came in to rest for a night, she would feel very depressed.

It was heavy, making it hard for her to breathe.

Because everyone here makes her feel very unreasonable.

She couldn't even remember why she was born here.

She only remembered that there was a person who wanted to send her out, told her to escape, to fly, to get her out of here.

Then that person never came to see her again.

She couldn't find that person again.

Hua Yin is very talented, she is suitable for learning martial arts, and the people of Tianhe Mansion are also very kind to her.

Tianhe Mansion was not the first sect she joined.

But it was the place that made her feel most like home.

The senior brothers and sisters are gentle to her, and the head elder is also very kind to her. She seems to have grown up in a pampered environment.

She knew she was doing well, very happy.

It is lucky to find such a shelter in this arena.

She is also very contented.

If her friend Tang Miao hadn't written a letter to ask her for help, she really didn't want to go back to Xuncheng.

Tang Miao is not from Xuncheng.

Tang Miao was a girl she met in Lingmen City two months ago.

Life experience is very bitter, but he treats people very well and is extremely kind.

Hua Yin likes to make friends, so she and Tang Miao become friends.

Tang Miao helped her, and she was ready to repay at any time.

So after she received Tang Miao's letter, she rushed here without stopping.

But she never expected to encounter these things.

According to the skills she learned in Tianhe Mansion, she should have found the murderer very quickly and returned immediately after solving everything.

But she did not see Tang Miao.

He couldn't even win against the inexplicable and unpredictable murderer.

Huayin wrote the letter to ask Master to help her figure out a way to deal with it.

She is good at asking questions, she doesn't wrong herself, and she doesn't like to be aggressive.

As she was writing the letter, she suddenly remembered that it was also such a late night with lights like beans, and that person pushed her far, far away.

She wanted to get closer, but the man yelled at her, scolded her, and told her to go away.

Does that person hate her?

Huayin couldn't remember.

Why did that man drive her away again?

Hua Yin still doesn't remember.

She only remembered that she was still very young at that time, and the old man driving the carriage coaxed her and said, "Girl, don't be afraid, the old man sent you to Lingmen City, so you don't have to be afraid."

Hua Yin thought, what does she have to be afraid of?

She can't remember at all.

But she never forgot that her surname was Zhuang.

Even if the person who sent her away made her have to change her surname and forget her first name.

She still remembers it firmly.

Her name is Zhuang Jun.

The author says:

Huayin is a younger sister, I didn't expect it!

I will enter V tomorrow, update + on the same day, and then I will take a three-day break (I still want to take a break occasionally), babies support the genuine version!

So far, the important characters in the third volume have all been strung together, and careful friends will find that the answer to the mystery lies on the surface.dog head