Reincarnation of the powerful minister

The man in gray was about [-] years old, with delicate features, and a crescent-shaped dimple on his left cheek. This small vertical dent moved between his words, vaguely revealing a hint of innocence and sweetness.Yet his amber eyes were emotionless, like the vertical pupils of a cold-blooded animal.

When he saw Jing Hong chasing him, the cold pool rippled in his eyes, and he quickly regained his composure, "Brother, long time no see."

He is Hantan, and Jing Hongzhui is the dead glacier, and said indifferently: "Did they send you here?"

The man in gray didn't answer, but tilted his head slightly to look at him, "Brother, it seems that he is a little different from before... Isn't it easy to live a free life?"

Jing Hong chased one hand to hold the sword hilt, staring at the crane bone flute between his fingers, "Don't talk nonsense, make a move. The old rules, the loser dies, and the winner goes away."

The man in gray suddenly laughed.The smile extended from the corner of the mouth to the dimple, but it still couldn't reach the eyes, and the whole face showed a sense of division. "I am not the opponent of senior brother, why did I seek my own death? Back then, senior brother left the Seven Killing Camp without authorization, which was tantamount to betraying the sect. All the pursuers sent by the camp owner died under your sword. I, Fuyin He De How can I kill you?"

After a slight pause, he spoke again: "Besides, you and I are always different from the other brothers, so why did we go to the point where you are living and dying."

As soon as these words came out, Jing Hongzhui felt that the zhenqi in Fuyin's body was resting like the wind and snow, and it actually relaxed to the point where she could take the opponent's head by raising her hand.This kind of door-opening, almost submissive behavior moved Jing Hongzhui's heart.

——The last time I saw Fuyin showing weakness was in a "Gu fight" in the Seven Killing Battalion.

Gu Dou, as the name suggests, uses people as Gu, and each team fights against each other until the winner who is the most tenacious, ruthless, and knows how to kill is determined.

Hidden Sword Gate recruits rootless young people from all over the world, orphans, rebels, and even wanted criminals. As long as they feel that they have nowhere to go, they can vote for it. There are almost no restrictions on entry.But after practicing kung fu and swordsmanship, they will be sent to the Seven Killing Battalion to face harsh selections, and the only result of being eliminated is death.

Only when one obtains the seven-kill token can one become a real disciple of the Yinjianmen and carry out the instructions from the battalion master.

The head of the Yinjian Sect is the master who teaches all the disciples. He is a white-haired old man with a hunched figure and a hunchback. He teaches swords, but he has never seen him use a sword. Back to basics, or just talk on paper.

The leader of the Seven Killing camp is even more mysterious. When he shows up, he always wears a red robe and a mask on his face. No one has seen his real face, and he can't even tell the difference between a man and a woman.

The nightmare technique of the disciples of Yinjianmen was learned in the Seven Killing Battalion.

That "Gu Dou" Fuyin almost lost his life, because something went wrong when he activated the Nightmare Art, he got mad and became "Blood Eyes".

Once a disciple of Yinjianmen enters the state of blood pupils, their temperament will change drastically, and they will be as violent as beasts. If the retrograde qi cannot return to the meridians, they will eventually die of madness.

Ninety-nine out of ten "Blood Eyes" who have gone mad will never wake up again, and can only be reduced to a murderous puppet who obeys orders, burning the last drop of blood in a desperate battle.

Xuetong Fuyin killed all of his team, but was defeated in the final battle against "Wu Ming", and miraculously recovered his sanity.He vomited blood, and grabbed Wu Ming's clothes with difficulty: "Brother, give me a happy..."

He is the only person in the entire Yinjianmen who is named "Senior Brother".

Jing Hong chased the pseudonym "Wu Ming". When she first entered Yinjianmen, she was 15 years old with an aging body.No one was optimistic about his future, and they all believed that he would become cannon fodder who was eliminated in the first round of selection.

Fuyin is two years younger than him, but he started half a year earlier than him. At that time, he had already achieved a small degree of swordsmanship.It stands to reason that Wu Ming should be called Fuyin's "senior brother" - although the competition in Yinjianmen is fierce, the so-called "senior brother" is a complete joke, and no one would call it on weekdays, they just call each other's pseudonym.

But for some reason, Fuyin is optimistic about this newcomer's cannon fodder, and secretly gives him convenience several times.Later, Wu Ming rose up against the counterattack with a "nameless sword" and became one of the best masters in the sect. Fuyin called him "Senior Brother" in private.

"Gu Dou" can only have one winner, if Wu Ming doesn't kill Fuyin, he will die.

At the moment when the tip of the sword was about to pierce Fuyin's eyebrows, Wu Ming suddenly said to the camp owner who was watching: "How many people have the camp owner seen who recovered from the blood pupil?"

The camp owner did not respond.

Wu Ming asked again: "Is he a good research subject?"

The camp owner finally broke the silence, his voice echoed dully inside the bronze mask, and he couldn't hear the men and women clearly: "That's right."

These two words determine the life and death of Fuyin.

He survived, was assigned to another team, and rarely saw Wu Ming again.

It wasn't until another year later, when Wu Ming became the best killer in the Seven Killing Battalion, that Fuyin heard that he had defected.

On the boulder on the mountainside, Fuyin twirled the bone flute leisurely between her fingers, and sat down cross-legged.With an erratic sweet smile, he said to Jing Hong: "The Yinjian Gate is over."

A strange color flashed across Jing Hong's eyes.

"Too greedy, too ambitious, trying to swallow an elephant with a snake, but being trampled to death by the elephant, isn't it ridiculous?"

Jing Hongzhui had already guessed that the hidden sword gate was a tool, and even the Seven Killing Battalion was just a tool, manipulated by some hidden force or character, like the tip of an iceberg exposed on the sea.

Fuyin said: "With the imperial decree, the power of the country is like a wind and clouds. How can a hidden sword gate escape the encirclement and suppression. The disciples under the sect are almost dead, and those who escaped are picked out one by one.

"The headmaster is also dead—he still has real kung fu, and has reached the realm of 'no sword, no self'. Fortunately, you and I didn't listen to the instigation of other disciples and challenged him easily. However, no matter how powerful the kung fu is, it is impossible It’s no match for a firearms army from the Tianji Battalion.”

Jing Hong asked: "Where is the Seven Killing Battalion?"

"The people who were obviously involved in the hidden sword gate are all dead, and the rest are hiding. The camp owner is nowhere to be seen, but I know he is still alive. Maybe he is gathering the remaining thorns and keeping a low profile. Now everyone is too busy to take care of themselves. Someone will chase you down again, and no one cares about my whereabouts."

Fuyin took a deep breath of the cold night wind in the mountains, and seemed to experience a comfort he had never experienced before, and asked again: "Is it easy to live a free life?"

Jing Hongzhui slowly let go of the hilt of the sword, and replied: "Yes."

Fuyin poked at the hole on the bone flute with her fingertips, looked up at him: "Brother Shi, please take me in."

Jing Hongzhui said without hesitation: "No."

"Why? I don't get in your way, and I don't want you to pay for it, but I can also be your helper. I just want to find a safe backer with a big tree on my back to enjoy the shade, so as to avoid the next time the imperial court suppresses the remnants of evil. On my head."

Jing Hongzhui's face turned cold, and said solemnly: "I can't be your backer!"

Fuyin picked up the bone flute and laughed: "The adult behind you is fine. Why don't you help me ask him if he accepts diners?"

Jing Hong chased Jian Feng out of its sheath, released her restrained murderous aura, and pointed at him: "No! You go immediately."

"Are you afraid that I will implicate him? But you are also a remnant of the Yinjianmen, so you are not afraid? The government issued a notice in each state and county, saying, 'Anyone who has a close relationship with the Yinjianmen, no matter the family, the powerful or the power of the rivers and lakes, will be included." sin', you know?"

"Are you threatening me?" Jing Hong pursued with murderous aura.

Fuyin still had no intention of resisting, and sighed softly: "I am begging you. Brother, it is raining like a torrential rain. You have a big umbrella, so why not cover my head? I have helped you before, and you have saved me. Me, this time it is considered to be watching and helping each other, helping me tide over the difficulties, can't I?

"If you don't want me to disturb that lord, I will never appear in front of him and let him know of my existence; if you are inconvenient for a while, I can temporarily take over the post of guard, just in exchange for A little shelter, okay?"

Jing Hongzhui thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "No. I won't let him have anything to do with the danger. If the danger comes from me, I will leave if necessary."

Facing Fuyin's disappointed expression, he added: "If you really have nowhere to go, I will point you to a place to avoid the limelight temporarily."

Fuyin got up and took two steps closer—and could only take two steps, and at the third step, she felt Jing Hong's refusal in her true energy.He stopped indifferently and blew a melodious melody.

Jing Hong heard the gratitude in the sound of the flute, and said lightly: "In the future, you don't need to contact me again if you have nothing to do. We live in peace, and you and I are still brothers. If you have any ill intentions towards me or the adults, you can kill me with your sword." See life and death."

"Senior brother is always so cold." Fuyin spoke in a brisk tone, complaining, "Which comfort zone are you referring to me?"

Jing Hong chased and twitched the corners of her mouth: "—— Prince Yu's Mansion."

The hot spring is filled with white mist.Su Yan had only soaked for more than a quarter of an hour, and the blood in his body was active, and his forehead was slightly sweating. Even if his chest was exposed to the water and was blown by the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, he didn't feel cold.

My mind was dizzy, as if soaked in hot water, and my concentration was a little lax.

He didn't expect that he, who was used to soaking in hot springs in his previous life, would become dizzy after changing his shell in this life.If I had known earlier, I shouldn't be too big at the beginning, and I didn't even do the adaptation process, so I just soaked the whole body.

Su Yan wanted to sit on the rocks by the pool to cool off before continuing.It's getting dark, and it won't last long.

After swimming for a couple of times, I suddenly felt a slight and strange aura behind me, and my wet hair seemed to be lifted by the wind.

He looked back vigilantly, and it was clear that he was the only one in the spring pool.

...What's going on, illusion?Su Yan shook his head slightly and became even more dizzy.

He supported the warm rock by the pool and stood up, the water level immediately dropped to his waist.The cold hit, he took a deep breath, feeling a lot clearer.

There was a small fish under the water, circling around his lower back, a little soft touch, faintly touching the skin...

Where did the fish come from in the hot springs!Su Yan suddenly came to his senses, stood there calmly, and murmured: "I always feel a little weird, could it be that Meixian is showing her spirit? Sister Fairy, if you think Xiaosheng is worthy of cultivation, why don't you enlighten me?"

While talking, he stretched out his hand to hold the old plum branch stretching above the pool, and shook it violently.

Countless wintersweets shook off the branches, like a light yellow snow falling one after another, blinding people's sight.Su Yan took the opportunity to grab the rocks on the bank, climbed out of the spring pool with hands and feet, and sounded a warning at the same time——

Before the cry came out, a palm stretched out from behind grabbed his throat, and the other hand wrapped around his waist and pulled him into the pool water.

Su Yan was startled and angry, full of mother's criticism, and secretly scolded the dozens of Jinyiwei outside are pigs, clean up the place!The person who attacked him didn't know whether he sneaked in looking for a gap, or whether he was lurking in the spring pool.

He struggled hard, causing an uproar in the water, and a hoarse and hoarse voice deliberately disguised in his ears said: "Don't move, don't scream, or I will rape you!"

Su Yan was stunned.

Huh, this threat really sounds familiar.

This routine is still really fun.

His back was forced to cling to the man's naked chest, he stood firm, stopped struggling, and patted the back of his hand covering his mouth, signaling the man to let go.

The other party stopped covering his mouth, and his fingers lingered on his eyebrows and cheeks instead, and the other arm was still tightly wrapped around his waist.Su Yan took a breath, "No wonder Gao Shuo was so enthusiastic to lure me to the 'Plum Fairy Soup'. It turned out that he had colluded with you a long time ago, and set up a trap for me here."

The person behind laughed lowly: "The humble job is here to clean up Master Su's dust."

Su Yan grabbed the fingers that were cruising on his face, and bit down hard as if to vent his anger: "I can't even deliver it, I want you to pick it up!"