beg for chivalry

Houtianlou Assassins will receive a death lottery on the Taoist altar after leaving Shizhadi, and the way of death is written on the signer.Firstly, this method is to establish the prestige of the landlord, and secondly, it is to allow each assassin to get his own place according to the signature.The lottery drawn by Shui Nineteen at that time was "Water Ghost", Zuo Buzheng said that he was drowned, so in the future, he would not accept any work that involved traveling by water, in order to avoid the water ghost, Lord Yan.

But even though Shui Shijiu promised himself that he would never die tonight, Yu Yiwei still had a headache like a knife.He couldn't help thinking wildly, what if the "water ghost" on the death sign meant water torture?The Houtianlou assassin might arrest Shui Jiujiu who is a traitor and torture him with drip irrigation.And tonight there is strong wind and rain, and there is no shortage of water anywhere, and the water nineteen is even more ominous.

"I... did I do something wrong? I didn't take him away with me, I left him where he was..." Yu Yiwei muttered to himself, biting her lower lip in remorse and guilt.

At this time, he and Yu Bingzi were walking forward together in the forest with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The violent wind and rain came violently from between the leaves, and their clothes were full of water, dragging their steps heavily.

Shui Nineteen stopped behind them, facing the surging Houtianlou assassins alone, and they walked further and further apart until Shui Nineteen's thin back was swallowed by the night.

Yu Bingzi shook his head, his eyes were empty and desolate, "How could it be your fault, senior brother? If you really want to say that there is a mistake, I will make more mistakes. Not only did I fail to learn the skills of saving lives and healing the wounded, but I also brought everyone up to this point, causing senior brother Yiwei to hurt you." Lost his face, and let Senior Brother Xu die in vain..."

She sighed and looked up to the gloomy front. "But now it's useless to talk about who is right or wrong. We have to escape first, and we can't let down the brother's friend just now."

The sound of rustling rain filled my ears, like tears falling from the vault.Yu Yiwei wrinkled his eyes, sobbed and wiped away his tears, sobbing like a child.

He didn't know when this nightmare would end.Since a long time ago, everything seems to have changed. The time when he could chat and joke with the disciples of Tianshanmen suddenly flew by, and the people around him passed away one by one, leaving him struggling in this quagmire.

In the past, he always had the wish to be famous, he wanted to go out from the Tianshan Gate, join the Wumeng, earn a lot of money, buy a spacious house with a five-year-old family, provide for his father well, and marry a lady from a wealthy family.He wants to be a rich and powerful young man who can randomly give money when he goes out to drink, so he can make a splash on the street.

Now Yu Yi didn't think about it anymore.He just wanted to go back to when he first entered the Tianshan Gate.At that time, his father still had black hair and few wrinkles.Yu Zhixu is still alive and well, and he still waits for him in front of the inner room every morning, and when he meets him, there is a thin layer of snow on his shoulders.Then he would stretch out his hand and shake it off, and walk side by side with Yuzhi Xu to the front of the martial arts field.

At this moment, he just wants to go back to the past, to the past when everyone was still alive.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the torrential rain still poured down, soaking their bodies to the point that water seemed to wring out of their flesh.The road is getting rough and muddy.

The two touched the surrounding deer village, where the wooden piles stood densely, like a forest.Yu Yi didn't draw his sword and chopped down a few of them with great effort, and finally managed to clear a small opening. He probed out and looked out, but his face paled again.At first, when he saw the tunnel in the mountain post, he had already guessed that this was the prospecting field left by the mountain people when they mined copper and silver mines. At this time, outside the deer village, there was only a big black pit lying in front of him. The edge of the pit is steep, like the mouth of hell.

They may not be able to get out from here, Shui Nineteen pointed them in a general direction, but before Yu Yi turned his head to look, he saw that the deer village was like a long snake winding to the extreme point of sight, and he didn't know where the two of them could go. Escape from the place of birth.

"Senior brother...Senior brother." Yu Bingzi shook his shoulder, calling him back to his senses.She opened her dark eyes, a little panicked, "Can you still run?"

Yu Yiwei looked down at the injured leg, the blood seeped into the muslin cloth, and after being soaked by the rain, it looked like a red cloud, and the slightest movement would cause heart-piercing pain.He shook his head, "I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"But...but..." the girl looked back hesitantly, and tremblingly said, "They——here they come!"

You don't even need to ask her who the "they" in her words refer to, Yu Yiwei knows it right away.Turning his head to look, he saw a cold light flashing in front of his eyes, it was the sharp edge of a blade passing by the tip of his nose.

In an instant, Yu Yiwei was sweating profusely, turned over and rolled back with Yu Bingzi in his arms, and got up in shock with his body covered in mud and water.Several black shadows flashed in front of them, the hungry ghosts of the fish, the gold and silver ghosts, the mouth-swapping ghosts...the faces of ghosts gathered in front of them, and they were everywhere.The Houtianlou Assassin leaped forward without a sound, the sword light swirled, and the wind resounded.

They are all Houtianlou assassins.The evil spirits are clustered on the branches and behind the trees, and their dense figures appear in the surging black mist.

Yu Yi undivided his attention and looked behind him, but he couldn't see Shui Jiujiu's figure.In an instant, the dense forest turned into a dark prison, as if there was a dead end in all directions.There was only one assassin who was seriously injured, how could he withstand such a huge enemy force?

"Water Nineteen...Water Nineteen!" He cried out in despair, but he could only hear the faint echo in the forest and the endless rustling of rain.

No response.The Houtianlou assassins were like a silent rock, firmly locked around him.Shui Jiujiu must be dead. The evil spirits trampled on his body mercilessly, and now they stood coldly before his eyes.

Junior Sister suddenly hugged him and rolled into the grass.Several triangular arrowheads were inserted where Yu Yiwei used to be, and the arrow shafts were densely packed.The two of them rolled down the slope, and the humulus cut their cheeks, limbs, and hurt like they were falling apart.

Yu Yiwei trembling lips, unable to speak, murmured after a long while: "...Where is Shui Nineteen?"

"I gave him Zhixu's copper coin..." Yu Yiwei clenched his fist tightly, holding the wet mud in his palm, his tears flowed down Yu Bingzi's tender fingertips, "I have always carried that copper coin, Even when I have nothing to eat, or when I am so hungry that my chest sticks to my back, I dare not spend..."

He murmured anxiously, "The only thing I have on me is this one. I want him to bring it back. I don't want him to die, and no one else..."

A cold and wet slap hit his face, like a sudden thunderbolt.Yu Yi raised his face in a daze, only to see Yu Bingzi's face ready to cry.

The girl sternly said: "Get out! Brother, we have to get out of here! Don't think about anything else. There are so many people who are expecting you to live, why are you still blaming yourself here?"

A dark shadow thicker than the night approached, and the Houtianlou assassin with a waist knife looked down at the two of them without emotion.Behind him is a deep pit like a moat, and in front of him is also a desperate situation.

Yu Yiwei's teeth were shaking, he had never seen so many Houtianlou assassins, and he had never seen so many opponents in the convoy before.He looked at the sharp blades in the hands of the assassins, which were covered with sticky blood like red silk.Yu Yi didn't think of those Tianshanmen disciples who were let go by him, wondering if they escaped from the cave safely?

He suddenly felt a weight on his body, looked down, and saw Yu Bingzi limp in his arms.

"Junior Sister... What's wrong with you, Junior Sister!" Yu Yiwei reached out to shake her, but felt the wet warmth on her back.Just now, Yu Bingzi hugged him and dodged the arrow, but he couldn't avoid the long knife in the assassin's hand, and a long and narrow gap was made in his back.

Blood was gurgling, Yu Bingzi frowned.She also had a stab wound on her leg. At this time, she tried to stand up with all her strength, but she still couldn't support her body and collapsed on the ground.

Yu Yiwei's ears buzzed.He hugged Yu Bingzi, his mind went blank.There was no way to go anywhere, both of them were wounded, and no matter how they looked at it, there was no hope of escape.

But the little junior sister grabbed his front and exhaled weakly, "Why...don't you believe it?"

Her voice was low and weak, Yu Yiwei hastily bent her ear to listen.Yu Bingzi stared at him, the rain fell in his eyes, tears burst into tears, and he said, "Why don't you believe...your friend? Maybe he has escaped by now and is waiting for you. You Why are you so disheartened before you go to ask him to get back the copper coin that Senior Brother Xu held?"

"Should I... believe him?"

"Yes." Yu Bingzi smiled sincerely, but his eyes were a little loose, "Let's go out together, brother. If you don't survive to see him, not only will he be sad, but I will also be sad..."

Yu Yiwei stared blankly at her who was weak, and suddenly a violent vibration burst out from her body, like hot ointment gushing out.

He murmured, "Are you willing to believe me? Believe that I can take you out of here?"

She nodded quietly, the blood wet Yu Yiwei's palm holding her back, the girl followed him all the way, was injured, but never cried out to him in pain.

The rain was dark and the night was deep, the wind was cold, and there was a gloomy scene everywhere, and the forest was full of cannibals and ghosts.Yu Yiwei supported Yu Bingzi to stand up slowly, his stooped body gradually straightened.

At this moment, his heart has gradually become numb, but another vitality has thawed out from the numbness.Yu Yiwei thought of himself back then, when he made up his mind in his heart to rescue the little junior sister, using this as an excuse to paralyze his body and mind.It seems that as long as there is this reason, he can go through fire and water and be omnipotent.But he doesn't really believe in himself.Xu Fan has never been a capable person, and neither is Yu Yiwei.

But now the little junior sister wants him to go out wholeheartedly, to be able to survive among the ghosts, this taught Yu Yi not to feel as if the sky is collapsing.

"Why...why can you be so sure about things that I don't even believe in?" Yu Yiwei was full of mixed feelings, crying and laughing, trembling, "I still don't believe that I can live for a quarter of an hour, but you believe in me Can the two get out alive?"

The blades collided, and there was a cold light, Yu Yiwei suddenly grabbed the dagger, and barely parried the sword stabbed by the Hou Tianlou assassin, the tiger's mouth was numb from the shock.He couldn't resist, the dagger fell to the ground with a clang, and sprayed all over the ground.Between the torrential rain and the strong wind, black and dense greenery piled up, and the shadows of the trees danced wildly, like the shadows of demons and ghosts.The sky and the earth seem to be spinning, only the whistling wind can be heard as the black shadow leaps forward.

"Brother Yiwei, do you still remember what Brother Zhixu said?" Yu Bingzi tried his best to stand up, picked up a wooden branch from the muddy water, and waved it at the flying Houtianlou assassin. "He said 'sword love', I have heard a few words, 'Hands are empty, heart is wide, hold your breath. Dao is born in Qi... Dao is made in God.'"

"The way of Tianshan Gate's swordsmanship is to have faith in one's heart." Yu Bingzi smiled softly, "Bingzi has never doubted senior brother."

"...Brother... Do you believe in Bingzi?" She asked, smashing the wrists of the two Houtianlou assassins with a wooden branch, and turned her head to look at him in the flying water.

The turbulent rain drenched the body, but it could not stop the flame in the heart.Yu Yi didn't look far away, only saw a corner of the crescent moon exposed behind the thick branches and clouds, like a broken porcelain plate with only a small corner, but it has already shimmered like silver among the rain flowers all over the ground, like mountains and seas The incoming assassins couldn't stop these dancing light.

Yu Yiwei picked up the dagger from the ground and placed it in front of him.In front of the two of them are densely packed Houtianlou assassins, seemingly endless, facing mountains and wilds.The bleak white lightning shone in the forest, and one could see the assassins wielding swords horizontally.

This is the last escape for the two of them. Although they are facing a desperate situation, the two of them feel calm in their hearts.

Yu Yiwei staggered to Yu Bingzi's side and stood shoulder to shoulder with her.He smiled, and held her palm with his hand without a dagger. The blood and rain were intertwined, leaving a warmth in the palm.

The evil ghosts of Houtianlou rushed forward, their cheeks were illuminated by the snowy sword light, and a violent gust of wind was blown up, making their clothes rattle.

At this time, Yu Yiwei was still clumsy, and was silent for a while, then he laughed and said:

"I believe you."

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The title comes from Nalan Xingde's "Butterfly Love Flower·The Most Compassionate Heaven and the Moon": "It is easy to end without the mortal relationship, but the swallow is still, softly stepping on the curtain hook to say."

This is the end of Yu Yiwei's thread!

It's been an uphill battle for me... It took about 8 months to write this thread, and I know exactly what it would have been like if I hadn't written it without the main character (popularity would have been fatally hit chicken)

But still write it!After finishing this plot amidst the coy and painful entanglement, I personally like the characters appearing in this line, and even think some of them are cute, which can make me hiss when I write.

There will not be only one Wang Xiaoyuan in Tianshanmen, and there will not be only one Jinwu in Houtianlou, which is why I wrote this line.This volume is a transitional volume before the decisive battle, it would be great if you find it a little bit interesting. (Of course it’s okay to feel boring, I’ll just whine loudly…

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Hey!