Miao Jiangke

He stared blankly at the assassin who was still struggling, and looked at Qiu Yangui's painful appearance indifferently, until the assassin's movements became bigger and bigger, and the wound was about to tear again.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed the assassin on the stone bed. He thought that the assassin would struggle even more, but he didn't expect that the movement gradually became quieter, and then returned to silence.

As ever, obedient and harmless.

Zuo Qingyue let go of his hand, and lightly stroked his chest. There was a hideous scar there, which was caused by his sword in Tunyun Pavilion, and by Zuo Qingyue's people.

A big hand suddenly grabbed Qiu Yangui's neck, and easily lifted his upper body up. The assassin couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and narrowed his eyes mistyly, "Um..."

That slender hand weakly clung to Zuo Qingyue's wrist bone, and then slowly fell due to loss of strength, passing through Zuo Qingyue's raised and delicate meridians, and then fell into a cold stone bed when it was about to hit it. Cool palm.

Zuo Qingyue casually held the assassin's hand, and rubbed the tiger's mouth. The hatred in his heart gradually calmed down, and he let go of the assassin's neck.

The assassin's white neck was pinched with red marks, Zuo Qingyue curled his lips, and his fingers lightly brushed his slightly protruding Adam's apple, which trembled sensitively.

"Get better soon, Yan Gui." His tone was light and fluffy, sending chills down the spine for no reason.

He couldn't wait to see the assassin's extremely embarrassed and pitiful appearance.

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In the past three days, the atmosphere inside and outside Swallowing Cloud Pavilion was tense.

In recent years, the major medical schools have lived a carefree life. They do not fight or grab, and ignore power disputes. They never thought that they would have today.

However, in just a few days, some gossip spread secretly in Miao Jiang, one of which was that the prison palace, which had been sealed off for three years, was opened again, and now the person imprisoned in it was the rebellious assassin who seriously injured the young master back then.

The second is a bit unspeakable. It is rumored that the young master has an extraordinary relationship with this assassin, and the medical school is now in a state of desperation because of this unknown assassin.

But they only dared to talk about it in secret, so they laughed it off. Although Miao Jiang didn't have so many rules, the young master is the rule.

No one wants to get into trouble with the young master at this time.

Seeing that the three-day period was approaching, everyone in the medical school held their breaths and concentrated on it. Finally, at the end of the third day, Qiu Yangui woke up as expected.

Inside the Cloud Swallowing Pavilion.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from far to near, whispered to Ying Liu in front of the door, only one candle was lit in the room, Zuo Qingyue stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the brightly lit Winding Mountain not far away path.

"Master." Ying Liu knocked on the door and entered.

Zuo Qingyue didn't look back, as if he had expected it, he said, "Are you awake?"

"Yes." Ying Liu hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "The young master can go..."

"Don't go." Zuo Qingyue's voice could not hear any emotion, and said flatly, "It's too late."

Ying Liu was stunned for a moment, then his face froze, and he lowered his head and said, "Yes, this subordinate has overstepped."

"As long as you know, get out."

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prison palace.

After Qiu Yangui regained consciousness, he struggled to get up, and sat cross-legged on the stone bed. He stared blankly at his hands and feet tied by Xuan Tie, and then moved slightly after a while, and Xuan Tie made a dull sound following his movements. .

—he was chained.

There was a dull pain in the wound, but it was much better. The consciousness that had been muddled all this time became clear as if the clouds were clearing up, and Qiu Yangui's dazed expression returned to calm.

He remembered that when he was dying, he looked at the brightly lit Miao Jiang not far away, and felt somewhat regretful in his heart.

Many emotions are mixed together, but there is no regret alone.

That year, the young master was seriously injured and returned to Miaojiang. Although it was a dangerous situation, but fortunately, the "Buyu Pavilion" plan failed, and most of his contacts were gathered near the Buyu Ridge. When Qiu Yan was found lying in the forest covered in blood ,It's too late.

The plan fell through, Feng Dong locked Qiu Yangui in the prison and tortured him for about half a month before he managed to gain some trust.

Qiu Yangui knew that Feng Dong would not really kill him quickly, one is that he is still valuable, and the other is that Buyuge needs fresh blood.

He secretly leaked a lot of information to Swallowing Cloud Pavilion, and whenever he noticed that the other party had doubts, he would withdraw in time.

But there are always omissions.

He found out that Yan Jin, who had been silent for a long time, reappeared, and looked like he was heading towards Tunyun Pavilion. Qiu Yangui estimated the strength of both sides, and prepared to solve the hidden danger for the young master.

In the end, both sides suffered losses, and the assassin seized the opportunity to win with a slight advantage. He never thought that Yan Jin would collude with Buyu Pavilion, which was a hidden game used by Feng Dong to deceive him.

After Yan Jin's death, Buyu Pavilion did not break with him in the open, but publicized his reputation as a top assassin and made countless enemies for him.

Then the assassins wandered around, the Chou family occupied almost half of the river and lake, Qiu Yangui was exhausted, he couldn't stay in the Buyu Pavilion, he couldn't send any news to the young master secretly.

Naturally, there is no need to live.

He knew that the young master hated him very much, but he couldn't help holding a glimmer of hope, and came to Miao Jiang with serious injuries.

That means he is already at the end of his strength, the assassin thought to himself, if only he could see the young master again.

Later, he thought mockingly, even if he couldn't see him, it would be better if he died closer to the young master.

Maybe it was God's favor, his humble extravagant wish came true, he really met the young master.

Zuo Qingyue was still so flamboyant, but this time, he came to take his life.

The young master wanted to kill him, Qiu Yangui was not surprised, even when he was about to suffocate, he felt a sense of relief.

When he was in a state of turmoil, he seemed to see the young master turning around and smiling at him, "When the storm passes, I will take you back to Miaojiang."

As the assassin's eyes blurred, he thought happily.

If he is like this, is he going back to Miaojiang with the young master?

It's a pity that I didn't get to see the place where the young master lived.

But Qiu Yangui is already very satisfied, even though the young master may not know in this life, his assassin did not betray him.

Loyalty is hard to break, but he only recognizes one master.

Footsteps came from outside the prison, Qiu Yangui's sad expression changed, and he looked out the door vigilantly.

A group of people walked in, like doctors, Qiu Yangui's eyes moved subconsciously, not knowing what to expect.

But until the last person came in, there was no figure he wanted to see.

Qiu Yangui stared at the crowd in front of him with condensed eyes, then lowered his eyes to cover up the flash of loneliness, and backed away silently.

--at this time.

"Get out." Suddenly, a familiar deep voice sounded, with the usual arrogance and impatience in his tone.

The poor doctors didn't have time to fart, and hurriedly retreated out without daring to speak out.

Qiu Yangui raised his head abruptly, light slowly seeped into his dark eyes, and only a slender figure was reflected in the center of his pupils.

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