Reincarnation of the powerful minister

The sound of the flute echoed over the remote alley, piercing and shrill.

Jing Hongzhui tried her best to fight against the turbulent true qi in her body, and the blood slowly flowed out from the seven orifices.Like a dying and unyielding beast, he tightly grasped the hilt of the sword with his fingertips, and attacked the leader of the Seven Killing Battalion one sword after another, each sword seemed to burn his mind and life.

The camp owner easily knocked down his long sword and stepped on his feet: "From the first step you stepped into the hidden sword gate and the first day you practiced the Seven Killing Camp skills, your fate has been doomed. Resist or accept, The end result is the same, why bother to struggle in vain."

Panting, Jing Hongzhui saw the nebula-like lines on the sword's edge in a blurred blood-colored field of vision—under the vast starry sky in Lingzhou, the autumn wind blowing the beacon tower of the Great Wall with the breath of frosty leaves on the grassland, He lifted up the broken hair beside Master Su's cheek.At that time, he had a sword in his hand and someone he wanted to protect by his side, silent and happy.

He used to be dead and desolate, and later thought he had obtained the best in the world, but now he found that he would still be dragged back to the ghost domain after all.

Birth, childhood, the blood-stained sword, the tragic death of the sister and the damp bridge hole, under the torrent of fate, how small a person's struggle is, but he is always the desperado who refuses to give in.

He unreservedly handed over the vitality and strength that he had striven for to the hands of one person, and now he is also willing to destroy it unreservedly for the sake of this person.

Shen Qi rode her horse and galloped, followed by a large group of guards in brocade clothes, like a strong wind blowing through the street, vendors and pedestrians ran away in panic.

He faintly heard the sound of the flute, which was very similar to that played by the floating sound in Linhua Pavilion that night, but it was even more violent, which made people's heart and blood disorder.Shen Qi took out a piece of Coptis chinensis from her bosom and threw it into her mouth to chew. The extremely bitter taste rushed straight to the sky, alleviating the feeling of irritability and dizziness.

Just being affected by the lingering sound can produce such a strong impact, and being chased by Jing Hong, who is targeted by the flute sound, may be a sad test.Shen Qi frowned, looking at the tall roof of Shun Tian Mansion.

The spy who was hiding in the market came back and reported: "In an alley not far from the government office, I found two people fighting, and there seemed to be another person on the roof. The surroundings were full of energy, and it was difficult for mediocre officials to get close to spy."

Shen Qi ordered: "The whole team surrounds that alley, get off their horses, and form an formation!"

The Tiqi team followed him to speed up again, coiling around the alleys like a dragon.The alley was narrow, and it was difficult for horses to enter. The Tiqimen dismounted from their horses, drew out the embroidered spring knives at their waists, and approached step by step in formation.

But the ubiquitous flute sound also affected their consciousness and the movement of true energy. Many people couldn't bear the strong stimulation and showed signs of pain.Gao Shuo covered his ears with his hands, and shouted, "Block your ears with cloth strips! It will make you feel better..."

So the Tiqis tore strips of cloth from the hem of their clothes one after another, and stuffed them into their ear holes in balls.

Shen Qi saw Jing Hongzhui's distressed appearance and those scarlet eyes from a distance, and her heart sank: It's better to be late, this dog has become a blood-eyed assassin, not to mention that his skill has improved a lot, people will too Become berserk and desperate, this time I am afraid it will be difficult to kill.

Jing Hongzhui seemed to be standing on the edge of a cliff, with the hands of countless resentful souls behind him pushing him, trying to push him down the abyss of eternal doom.

He staggered forward, and at the moment of falling, his hands clasped the edge of the cliff tightly.

Everything that is a "human being" is maintained by the slight force of his fingertips, just like the only ray of clarity in his blood-colored pupils at this moment.

The sole of the camp owner's boots crushed one of his hands: "Jinyiwei is here, just in time, use them to sharpen your sword. I know you are ready, right Wuming? Let me count to three for you --one."

Jing Hong let out a roar of unwillingness and pain, and tears of blood dripped from the corners of her eyes.

"two."

"Give it back to you..."

The camp owner looked down at him: "What are you talking about? Speak louder."

Jing Hong clenched her teeth tightly, pouring all her strength into the only hand that could move, and slapped her dantian with a palm. "I'll give it back to you! The Art of Nightmare, God Chong Jue, Sword Art of Seven Kills—all the techniques and minds of the Hidden Sword Sect and the Seven Kills Battalion, I don't want them anymore!"

The true qi in the dantian vibrated violently, like a cloud of endlessly spinning air, from solidified to loose, and finally thin to completely disappear...

"You—have finished?" The camp owner's face hidden under the mask was shocked, and even his false voice felt broken, "You would rather be a useless person than return to the Seven Killing Camp... Idiot! God! Big idiot!"

The blood in Jing Hongzhui's eyes gradually dissipated, and a deeper sense of powerlessness enveloped her whole body.This feeling is like a strong man who walks like flying, suddenly becomes a sick old man who is paralyzed in bed; like a falcon soaring in the clouds, suddenly its wings are broken and it falls into the dust and mud.

He knew what he had lost, and it was the powerful strength he had gained from the struggle of living to death. It was the foundation of his life in this world and the greatest reliance on his freedom to come and go... It was also what he could play by Su Yan's side. out of the most important role.

These powers are so hard to come by and so easy to lose.

Jing Hongzui clenched her fists tightly and laughed bitterly: "Without these exercises, you can no longer control me with flute sounds and secret medicines, let alone use me to deal with Mr. Su... The most critical step in the plan is suddenly Frustrated, how does it feel? Is it irritated and breathless?"

The flute stopped.The man in white on the ridge of the roof hangs down his crane bone flute, and a soft sigh comes from the wind: "Flowers fall with a lingering fragrance, and clouds disperse into the sky."

His figure also drifted away with the gust of wind.

"In addition to the exercises, return your life!" The battalion master's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the heartbroken hook was like a twisted reflection of the crescent moon on the water, chasing Jing Hong and slashing at the neck.

Jing Hong's chasing skills were exhausted, but her moves and fighting skills were still there, so she immediately drew her sword to block.It's a pity that the long sword lacks the blessing of true energy now, and the moment it touches, it is thrown away by the hook blade, but it does not break due to its firm and tough texture.

This block bought an extremely short but critical time for Jing Hong to pursue.

Without the interference of the flute sound, Jin Yiwei's Tiqi surrounded him from all directions, the sharp edge of the Xiuchun Knife reflected the walls, and the knife shone like water.

Gao Shuo yelled: "What kind of thief dares to commit murder in the street, and he will be arrested without letting go!"

Jing Hongzhui wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes, mouth and nose with his sleeve, and said coldly: "He is the leader of the Seven Killing camp, and the second most wanted traitor on the government's most wanted list."

Gao Shuo was startled, and then overjoyed: "Oh, this peach is too big!"

The camp owner's cold voice came from under the bronze mask: "You have to pick it up." After Yan Bi's hands, two hooks flashed cold light, and a Jinyi Wei Tiqi who tried to sneak up on him from behind immediately spattered blood on the spot.

Seeing this, the other Jin Yiwei became extremely vigilant, and no longer fought alone, but formed a knife array with well-trained steps and moves, and joined forces to fight against the enemy.

In the alley, the light of the knife is seen flying like a wild wolf, while the hook blade is like a flat boat shuttled on the top of the waves, repeatedly piercing through the waves and splitting the waves, bringing up strings of blood flowers.

Jing Hongzhui gasped for breath with difficulty, got up and picked up the long sword that was knocked into the air, and stumbled out of the battle circle.

Sensing Shen Qi's malicious eyes behind him, he stared at the stubborn moss marks on the brick wall in front of him, and asked indifferently: "What do you want?"

Shen Qi pressed the handle of the knife, and approached step by step from behind: "Are you really done? Let me find out."

Jing Hong turned her face to the side and pointed her sword at him: "As long as you are covered with injuries, I can win you just as well with sword moves without using internal strength."

Shen Qi sneered: "The only thing left is to be stubborn. Who was the one who was beaten into a dead dog just now?"

Jing Hongzui remained silent for a long time, then suddenly threw the long sword towards Shen Qi.

Shen Qi raised her hand to catch it, and mocked: "Abandon the sword and surrender?"

Jing Hong chased after him: "Take this sword back and return it to Mr. Su. He bought it for me for three hundred gold, and now I can't use it anymore. It returns to the original owner."

Three hundred gold!Living in such a small dilapidated house, without even a decent decoration in the house, how could he spend, and would he be willing to spend, three hundred gold to buy a sword for the guards?The two altars of lamb wine bought for me are only three taels!Shen Qi's heart was sore and astringent, her teeth itched with hatred, she planned to take advantage of his illness to kill him, so she simply killed him here, and later deduced that it was the hands of the Seven Killing camp masters.

The blade pushed out an inch, and Jing Hong chased after him and said: "If my lord knows what happened today, I'm afraid I will feel sad. Don't tell the truth, just say that when I arrived at the scene, I had already left."

"...You want to leave? You don't have to depend on him for life or death, why did you leave so simply now?" Shen Qi was half mocking, half suspicious.

Jing Hongzui was expressionless, like a stone sculpture wrapped in layers of solid ice, and said firmly: "After I leave, the safety of the lord will be entrusted to you. You have to protect him with your life."

"It's up to you!" Shen Qi gritted her teeth, "Without you - and those wolves, tigers and leopards - he and I are very good."

Jing Hongzhui fell silent again.After a while, he said: "Tell my lord, I went to pursue my 'Tao'. I thought it was him. After this battle, I realized that only the sword is my lifelong pursuit. I can't say goodbye in person. I'm sorry, but I hope he forgives."

After he finished speaking, he walked forward without looking back, his steps were a little staggering and stiff, but his spine was straight.

Shen Qi watched his lonely back gradually go away with complicated eyes.

On the other side, the battalion leader saw that there were so many Jinyiwei guards, and the formation of swords was quite tricky, even if he could kill them all, it would take some time, which might delay the arrival of a large number of reinforcements from the imperial court.So he took an opportunity to break out of the encirclement, and used his lightness kung fu to sprint away towards the outside of the city.How could the guards in brocade clothes be willing to let him escape, they mounted their horses and gave chase immediately.

Gao Shuo also wanted to get on his horse and chase after him, but suddenly he saw his chief officer standing by the wall, holding the sword that Jing Hong chased in his hand.He hesitated for a moment, walked over and asked, "Sir, did you let that grass bandit go?"

Shen Qi bent down to pick up the scabbard, put the black and white intertwined blade into the scabbard, and said thoughtfully: "At a time like this, it's better for him to leave than to die."

Gao Shuo thought for a while, and then asked: "Why did he leave? If he really loses his skills, wouldn't it be fatal if his former enemies came to him after hearing about it? Now Mr. Su is his best support."

Shen Qi said: "Although Jing Hong's pursuit of this person is superfluous and disgusting, he is really tough. He feels that he has become a useless person and can no longer perform the job of guard. Staying by Qinghe's side will become a burden instead, so he simply left .”

Gao Shuo vaguely heard Jing Hongchai's last few words just now, and he was deeply moved: "The reason he asked the adults to convey for him is extremely inhumane. After hearing this, Master Su must feel resentful in his heart. Why bother."

Shen Qi slowly rubbed her thumb on the handle of the knife, lowered her eyes and said: "Since this is his wish, then I will convey it word by word, and let him seek benevolence and benevolence."

Jing Hongzhui walked aimlessly in the streets and alleys, and the people around were either hurrying or pointing, as if they were separated from him by a heavy curtain, faintly visible and meaningless.

For the first time, he felt that the world was so empty, without the sword in his hand, he seemed to have lost his heart, leaving only a skin to walk around in the world.

—Where is he going?

The rest of my life——how can such a long and hopeless rest of my life, the tormenting years, come to an end?

Jing Hongzhui stopped suddenly, turned her head to look towards the direction of the imperial city, as if she saw Lord Su in court clothes, walking calmly from the Jinshui Bridge, looked at him with a slight smile, and said, "Ah Zhui, please wait for a long time."

My lord, I am willing to wait as long as I like.But please don't wait for me... You can resent me and hate me, and even this resentment will be taken away by time in the end, and you will completely forget me.