I advise madmen to be good people

The sun was setting, and it was dusk again.

I have been waiting in the same place until now, but I still don't see Ming Yixin coming back, and the hidden worries in my heart are getting stronger and stronger. I am afraid that his body will not recover and his internal strength will be weak, and I am afraid that he will be surrounded by others without help. , After all, there is still no way to wait any longer, so I decided to go back to Yuan Hezong to have a look. If the situation is not good, I can also help him.

I made up my mind, so I called Zhou Zhuoran over and told him to take Guan Yin and Qi Zhenzhen to find a safe place to hide first. If my trip goes well, I will send someone to pick them up at night. If no one comes to pick them up, It means that I may be in trouble, so let him find a way to keep hiding and find an opportunity to leave.

Guan Yin became anxious when he heard it.

"Brother, how can we let you take risks alone? If you want to die, let's all die together, we are going too!"

"No."

I refused her without thinking.

"It was a fluke to escape from death. You should cherish your life. With your current state, you can't walk fast, and you can't fight. What are you going to do with me?"

"I..." Guan Yin still didn't want to, Zhou Zhuoran persuaded in a low voice: "You just listen to what Mr. Song said, we will follow, we can't help, but will be a drag, don't you want to be hurt again? Take it as a hostage and use it to blackmail Mr. Song?"

Probably thinking of the thrilling situation before, Guan Yin's face was a little pale, and he didn't dare to be stubborn anymore, looking at me with tears in his eyes, and admonishing me.

"Brother, you must be careful!"

"Ah."

I earnestly agreed, and told Zhou Zhuoran to take good care of her, turned around and picked up Yungong, jumped up, and flew towards the direction where Ming Yixin left like an arrow off the string.

In the Yuanhe Sect, there is no killing noise and corpses everywhere as I imagined. On the contrary, people from various sects gather there in groups of three or four, either to treat the wounded, or to talk in whispers, each with a different expression. Different, with tangled expressions, as if they bought the wrong number in the lottery ticket, wrote the wrong answer in the exam, and are waiting for God to give them another chance to start over.

And on the high platform yesterday where the teacher was sworn in, the pillar that was originally tied to the demon girl Zhen Yuan has now been replaced.

An old man with a white beard covered in blood and flesh, with broken joints, hung there like a puppet with a broken thread, hanging around his neck by a hemp rope. When the wind blew, he wobbled as if he was about to fall off. It makes the back of the neck feel cold, shocking.

I recognized who the old man was.

Isn't it just Qi Zhongcheng who was still proud and domineering yesterday?

He has come to this end, doesn't that mean that Ming Yixin has completely controlled the situation and won this dangerous battle?

I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and my restless heart finally fell to a solid place.

But what about Ming Yixin?

Why didn't he go back to look for me, and there is no sign of him here?

"Song, Hall Master Song..." A few people came from the side, hesitantly spoke to me, their expressions looked very humble and self-reproachful.

"I was deceived by traitors, misunderstood Sect Master Ming, made a big mistake, and knew that death was inevitable. Hall Master Song has always been merciful and magnanimous, and rescued the suffering. Please convey our regret in front of Sect Master Ming. I beg him to spare our lives because we have served Yuan Hezong for many years."

I glanced at them.

It turned out to be Elder Sun's two-sided fools.

"Didn't you deprive Ming Yixin of the suzerain position and unanimously elected others to be the suzerain? Why do you want me to intercede for you now? Dare to be brave, you have lived so long. Do you understand what it means?"

"This..." They were so embarrassed by my merciless ridicule, their faces flushed, and they looked very ashamed.

"We were also lightly deceived by Yao Yun. He kept saying that the suzerain was a remnant of the evil sect and practiced puppet magic. As a result, the suzerain did not call the puppets today. Instead, he whistled and urged the corpses to turn our dead and injured fellow sects into puppets. Hurry up to fight, if it wasn't for the Ming Sect Master's supernatural powers to defeat the puppet formation in one fell swoop, I'm afraid even we will suffer along with it."

"Yes, yes, thanks to Sect Master Ming!"

Yao Yunqing also learned the puppet technique?

I was not too surprised to hear this news. With Yao Yunqing's intelligence and talent, it is not surprising that he can learn anything, but he used this so-called sorcery in public, which is despised by the righteous way. , was cornered.

"Where is Sect Master Ming now? Where is Yao Yunqing?"

I was not in the mood to chat with them, so I asked straightforwardly.

"That little thief Yao Yunqing saw that the situation was over, so he panicked and fled all the way to Zhengxinju. Ming Sect Master followed after him. We were blocked by miasma, so we couldn't go to cheer for Ming Sect Master. We were in a hurry."

As soon as they finished speaking, I stood up in a huff and used my lightness kung fu to rush towards Zhengxinju.

No matter what, if I didn't see Ming Yixin standing in front of me intact, I was always worried and had to go and see.

After passing the mountain gate, all the way up, the trees, flowers and plants along the way were all traces of the sword light. They were swaying and messy. With such a large area and such a long trail, it was obvious that someone was fighting all the way to the top of the mountain.

As far as Yao Yunqing's current martial arts is concerned, even though his true energy has been greatly increased because he has taken the Jade Soul, compared with Ming Yixin, there is still a big gap. Even the former Ming Yixin can't beat him. , not to mention Ming Yixin, who now has the blessing of tears from the sea and has reached the pinnacle of martial arts, he may be killed within two or three strokes.

But Ming Yixin didn't seem to intend to let him die happily, so he let him run away for a while, slash a few times, run away for a while, and slash a few more times, just like Ling Chi, tortured him so that he couldn't live or die.

I didn't stop, and went straight to the top of the mountain.

At the top of the cliff where I practiced swords with the bamboo man, I finally saw Ming Yixin holding the Yueleng sword, and Yao Yunqing who retreated to the edge of the cliff, covered in bruises.

No matter who saw it, it was difficult to connect the blood-stained man with disheveled hair like a trapped animal with the energetic, bright and elegant young man back then.

Although it was his own fault that he ended up in today's situation, I still felt uncomfortable after seeing it.

After all, he was originally a talented person with a bright future, a star of tomorrow. I had high hopes for him. I didn't realize that the star would fall before it rose.

"Master..." When he saw me coming, his fierce eyes instantly softened, and his voice was also pitiful.

"I thought I would never see you again..." I lowered my eyes, without speaking, and walked to Ming Yixin's side silently.

Ming Yixin looked at me sideways, and reached out to hold my palm. Although he didn't make a sound, I already felt the warmth and relief from him.

"Stop torturing him." I said softly, "Just give him a good time."

Ming Yixin held my hand, didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

Yao Yun looked at us lightly, and suddenly laughed. The indescribably desolate and desolate laughter made it seem like he had aged ten years overnight, making it unbearable to listen to it anymore.

"I said that I was most afraid that everything I care about would come to naught, but I didn't expect that this day would come so soon, hahaha, maybe, this is my life, no matter how hard I struggle, it is useless. If I had known this, I "..." He didn't say any more, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, looked up at me, his expression was as pure and sincere as before, as if nothing had changed.

"Master, I hope that in the next life, you can meet me sooner."

When the last word fell, he didn't know when there was an extra dagger in his hand, and without any hesitation, he threw it across the neck, and fell down from the cliff on his back.

I subconsciously took a step forward, trying to hold him, but stopped immediately, pursed my lips, and sighed from the bottom of my heart.

It's too late, it's too late for him to wake up, I'm already, I can't save him.

Ming Yixin hugged me from behind, rested his chin on my neck, and rubbed it lightly.

"sad?"

"A bit."

I don't want to hide my emotions, I am indeed a little down.

"If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't have come to this point, such an excellent kid, what a pity."

Ming Yixin embraced my shoulders, made me fall, facing his arms, holding my face with both hands.

"It's him who went the wrong way. It has nothing to do with you. You don't have to blame yourself."

I looked into his beautiful and gentle eyes, slowly recovered from my depressed mood, reached out and hugged his waist, and buried my face in his arms.

He stroked my hair and asked in a low voice, "How much blood did you feed me?"

"Not much."

I was stuffed in his chest, and my voice was a little indistinct.

"Just a little bit."

He obviously didn't believe it, but he didn't ask any further. He just continued to stroke my hair and said something as if he was talking to himself.

"After that, I have to help you make up for this little bit."

I still don't understand the real meaning of his words, but in the following days, he let me see that there are so many blood-enriching dishes in the world, and all kinds of dishes can make me eat for a lifetime without getting tired. That's another story.

After coming down from Zhengxinju, the heads of various sects saw Ming Yixin as if they had seen the King of Hades. One by one, they lost the fighting spirit they had at the hero meeting, and became nodding, cautious, and kept telling him Sin, I hope he can forgive me a lot, some bold people want to run away with oil on the soles of their feet, and take advantage of the chaos to bid him farewell and leave.

Ming Yixin still held my hand and said something coldly.

"Since you're here, don't leave."

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat when they heard the words.

Does this mean that they don't want to get out alive?

Immediately, someone panicked and knelt down and begged.

"Sect Master Ming, please spare me! We know we were wrong!"

Then more and more people joined the team kneeling down and begging for mercy.

"It's noisy."

Ming Yixin's eyes swept away, and the people below fell silent.

"Three days later, I am going to marry Song Zishan, the master of Songhe Hall. You stay here to watch the ceremony and announce it to the world so that emissaries can hear about it."

The author has something to say: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival