Jun Xie Chenxin

Qi Yang found Jufumen, Xiaojianzong, Poison Sect and others in the forest a few miles away.

They are sitting in a pile to rest, and everyone is in a mess.

"Murderous!" The great disciple of the Juxue Sect touched the ax beside him, and looked around vigilantly.

Qi Yang pulled it out for no reason, and the sound of the sword being unsheathed was a frightening sound in this silent forest, and the chill of the sound of the sword reached the bottom of their hearts.

Qi Yang walked up to the crowd and looked at them expressionlessly.

The great disciple of the Juax Sect was shaking his teeth, and kicked back in fear, "Qi...Qi Yang! Didn't you let us go! Why...why did you go back on what you said?!"

Qi Yang kept his cold face, "Oh, I just told you to go, did I say to spare you?"

Moreover, they cannot be spared at all.

If these people are allowed to go back and say something they shouldn't say, not to mention that it is not good for themselves, even the fisherman may be implicated.

Before a few people spoke again, Qi Yang was as fast as lightning, shuttled around everyone, under the shadow of swords and swords, those people had already been deprived of their lives, and became corpses in the green forest.

Qi Yang flicked the residual blood on the Unprovoked sword, put the sword back into its sheath, took out corpse powder from his bosom and sprinkled it on the corpses, within half a stick of incense, those corpses had turned into a pile of blood and seeped into the mud.

He returned to the residence of the fisherman, and saw him sitting beside the rhododendron with a sword in his hand from a distance.

The fisherman kept thinking about the scene where he swung the sword and wounded people just now, and realized how he could wield the sword after a while.

In a daze, Qi Yang saw the fisherman looking at him and running towards him. Suddenly his eyes went dark, and he fell into a warm embrace.

"Qi Yang!"

"Qi Yang!"

"Qi Yang!"

Every part of his body was screaming for pain, Qi Yang didn't want to wake up, and passed out heavily.

……

Qi Yang had been dreaming. In the dream, there was a ghost pulling him and unwilling to let him wake up. Then he dreamed of Feng Ninghan, and dreamed that he and Feng Ninghan were sitting on the plane tree in Muxiaogu.

Feng Ninghan put the broken water on her lap, her eyes were watery and tender, and she caressed her delicately.

"Duanshui is so beautiful." The boy Qi Yang tilted his head to look at Feng Ninghan, and followed his eyes to look at Duoshui.

"Do you want to touch her?" Feng Ninghan smiled at Qi Yang, her eyes were bent into a crescent moon, the eyes were shining brightly, very pretty.

But that extremely gentle gaze always reveals a sense of sadness.

"But... can you?"

"Ah."

Young Qi Yang raised his heart and carefully touched the broken water.

There was a cool touch from the fingertips, and the silver sword was carved into Qi Yang's heart.

"I will also look for a treasured sword in the future! Be a swordsman to eradicate the strong and help the weak, and save the common people!" Qi Yang raised his head and grinned.

Feng Ninghan smiled slightly, "Well, you can definitely."

……

As soon as the dream ended, Qi Yang was pulled by the black hole, and the scene in the dream changed suddenly. It was a chaotic environment, and he saw a man standing in front of him.

The man turned around with the same smile as Feng Ninghan's.

fisherman...

But even though the temperaments of the two are very similar, there is no similarity between Diaoyu Lang and Feng Ninghan's appearance.

I don't know how long it took for Qi Yang to finally wake up. The sunlight coming through the window happened to be shining on Qi Yang's body. The prolonged coma made him unable to adapt to the sunlight for a while. He frowned and squinted his eyes to adapt for a while.

"Little brother, are you okay?"

A familiar woman's voice sounded next to his ears, Qi Yang slowly opened his eyes, and vaguely saw that person, it seemed to be Aunt Wang who had delivered food to the fisherman.

This... Where is this?Qi Yang wanted to speak, only to realize that he couldn't make any sound.

Aunt Wang saw that Qi Yang opened his mouth to whine, but didn't make a sound, so she brought a pen and wooden board and handed it to Qi Yang.

"What do you want to say?" Aunt Wang asked kindly, and then pointed to the wooden board, meaning that Qi Yang could write it down.

Qi Yang took the pen and board and wrote on it: Where is this?What about Fisherman?

The handwriting is as rigid as iron painting, and as charming as a silver hook.

"He went out to fish, this is my home, you can cultivate yourself here."

Qi Yang continued to pick up the pen, pondered for a long time, and slowly wrote the word "thank you".

Aunt Wang is simple and honest, she smiled and said, "I'll get you a glass of water."

……

In the evening, the fisherman came back with two crucian carp.

"Aunt Wang, I only caught two crucian carp today."

"It just happened to be soup. By the way, your little brother woke up and is still lying on the bed. Go and have a look!"

"Really! Then I will go first, and I will come out to help you later!"

As the footsteps approached, the door was pushed open, Qi Yang opened his eyes, and looked at the fishing man who was walking towards him, his mood changed slightly.

Yu Lang squatted beside Qi Yang's bed, "Are you okay?"

Qi Yang stared blankly at the face that was very close to him for a long time, then suddenly turned his head, his breath was a little disordered, he opened his mouth and found that he could make a sound, but the voice was very hoarse, "It's okay..."

"It's fine." Fisherman said briskly.

"Yes... yes, who are you?"

"I?"

"Um……"

The fisherman sighed softly, "I really don't know who I am. I woke up and found myself in a piece of wild grass, and then I came to this Huanyi Town on foot, and found a piece of land on the outskirts of this Huanyi Town. I settled in a thatched hut, if only I knew who I was, maybe I would have relatives and confidants, instead of not knowing my own identity like this now..."

What Fisherman said was true and sincere, it was hard for people not to believe what he said was true.

"As for using your sword, I also used it somehow as if I was drawn by something..."

Qi Yang didn't continue to ask, but instead said, "How about I give you a name?"

"Ok?"

"You don't want to?" Qi Yang asked.

"No... It's just too sudden and a little bit of a surprise. Of course it's good for you to name me."

Qi Yang thought of Feng Ninghan, and said, "Ahan. I'll call you Ahan, cold Han."

Fisherman smiled, "Very good, it sounds better than Fisherman, and the name sounds like I should be calm and calm."

Qi Yang glanced at Ahan, saw that he was looking at him, and immediately retracted his eyes.No matter what name is given to this person, will he be as happy as a fool...

"Then you continue to rest, I'll help Aunt Wang with something." Saying that, Ahan ran away.

Qi Yang looked at Ahan's back, feeling melancholy.

"Aunt Wang! I have a new name!"

"Ahan! My new name!"

Qi Yang in the room smiled when he heard his joyful voice.

……

Today, A-Han said that he was going to go fishing to make up for Qi Yang. Aunt Wang teased that A-Han was too interested in Qi Yang. Others thought Qi Yang was his lover when they found out!

Ahan grinned and said that Qi Yang was his friend, and since he was a friend, of course he wanted to help, and then ran away with the fishing tackle.

Qi Yang's body was mostly healed, he opened the door and saw Aunt Wang drying the washed clothes in the yard, so he stepped forward to help dry them together.

During the period, he asked Aunt Wang about A-Han on the pretext of being concerned. At first, Aunt Wang praised A-Han greatly, saying that he was sensible and kind-hearted, and treated people sincerely. The connection of various things Aunt Wang said proves that A-Han is indeed not lying.

"Ahan, like me, lives in the suburbs. Naturally, we have more contacts and closer relationships. Therefore, I am willing to help him in whatever difficulties he encounters."

"Hmm..." Qi Yang nodded while listening, and then asked, "I've been bothering you for a few days, why haven't I seen you..."

Before Qi Yang finished speaking, Aunt Wang lowered her head and sighed heavily, "My husband was forced to join the army, and now his life or death is uncertain."

The atmosphere was suddenly gloomy, and Qi Yang apologized to Aunt Wang, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he said he was going to find Ah Han.

……

Arriving at the lake where they met for the first time, Qi Yang heard Ahan's sighs before he got close.

Most of them said that the fish in the past two days were difficult to catch.

Seeing that A-Han was so distressed, Qi Yang thought of teasing him. He walked to A-Han's side and leaned close to his ear.

"Hey!"

"Woo!" Ahan was startled, his feet slipped, and he fell into the lake, thrashing about in the lake.

Seeing this, Qi Yang immediately jumped into the lake and fished Ahan out.

Ahan was carried to the shore by Qi Yang, and his face was flushed from choking on the water.He was not annoyed by Qi Yang's prank. Instead, he smiled kindly, "Ahem, why are you here?" Ahan said, raising his hand to wipe his wet hair.

If he scolded Qi Yang a few words, Qi Yang might feel fine, but such a gentle reaction made Qi Yang feel even more guilty.

Qi Yang found a reason at random, then looked at Ahan's wet look, and asked, "Is it uncomfortable? Fortunately, the sun is good today, why don't you take off your coat and dry it on the branches, so that it will dry quickly."

Ahan thought about it, and thought it was the same, so he untied his belt, and when he undressed, he accidentally grabbed the inner garment and took it off under the shoulders.

The shoulders are half exposed, revealing white jade-like skin.

"Wait!" Seeing that Ahan wanted to put on his coat, Qi Yang stopped him immediately.

"What... what's wrong?" Ahan was a little embarrassed.

Qi Yang approached Ahan, raised his hand to touch Ahan's shoulder, and slid his fingertips on the shoulder bone.

There was an itchy feeling where his fingertips touched, Ahan couldn't help but tremble twice, his voice became more and more numb, "You...what's wrong with you..."

Could it be that Qi Yang still has the habit of breaking his sleeves... Ah Han thought so in his heart, but he didn't feel disgusted, but he didn't know how to face Qi Yang, so he got a little tangled up.

A-Han gritted his teeth and said with difficulty, "Qi...Yang...Don't, don't touch...it's itchy."