Jinghong knife

After Chu Hanyang finished eating, he sat there in a daze, unable to recover for a while, and finally burst out laughing.

"Ah Qing, it's a wonder that you are talented enough to make a rabbit like this. If the chestnut soup you gave me on the first day had this virtue, I'm afraid I would have kicked you out."

Obviously the things he made for him in the valley were normal, why did he turn into such a ghostly appearance when he came out.

Qingming's face was a little embarrassed, Na Na stood aside and couldn't say anything, Chu Hanyang smacked his lips, feeling his tongue was a bit dull, but he didn't want to let him go so easily.

He leaned forward with a smile, stared at Qing Ming's stern face and asked, "Tell me the truth, did your third child practice secretly by yourself?"

Qing Ming stifled slightly, seeing Chu Hanyang's exquisite face getting closer and closer to him, with sparkling eyes, he nodded in a strange way.

Chu Hanyang couldn't help laughing, and moved a little closer, intentionally or unintentionally, he blew on Qingming's face, raised one corner of his mouth wickedly, and asked softly, "How long have you been practicing?"

Qing Ming stopped answering, lowered his eyes, and quietly backed away a little, he knew that every time the Lord showed such an expression, he was trying to play tricks.

And I can't stand the Lord's sly smirk the most, and I will be teased to the point of running away every time.

Chu Hanyang had intended to tease him, but when he saw that he was quietly backing away, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the tip of his tongue licked the tip of the canine teeth, and moved forward again, almost pressing his face against Qing Ming's face was on his face, but his hand was pulling Qing Ming's skirt to make him retreat irrevocably.

"Answer me, Ah Qing. Do you want to disobey orders, huh?"

Chu Hanyang smiled lightly, with a hoarse and provocative voice, and watched with satisfaction that Qing Ming's neck began to turn red layer by layer.

Qingming pursed his lips, opened his mouth, and then a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, knowing that Chu Hanyang's interest had already risen, and he couldn't escape today, so he simply reached out and hugged Chu Han, who was almost thrown into his arms Yang, whispered: "One year."

Chu Hanyang was a little surprised, but for three simple desserts, this person has practiced for a year?However, when he thought of the taste of the roasted rabbit just now, he suddenly understood a lot.

"Why do you practice those things?"

Chu Hanyang gently rubbed the tip of his nose against Qing Ming's neck, and the flush on it became more obvious immediately.

Qing Ming obediently let him be intimate, her eyes soft.

"Before I betrayed Shalou, I secretly visited the Lord several times. I vaguely guessed that you might like to eat those things, so I tried to learn. Unfortunately, I really have no talent, and I haven't learned anything in a year."

Chu Hanyang was completely speechless now, Qingming would not lie to him, it should be that he ate a little more when the servants in the past did it occasionally, and this person just happened to see him.

However, the servants don't know his taste, and the number of times they do it is very small. I'm afraid this man secretly came to see him not once or twice.

He bent his eyes, and the arc at the end of the phoenix eyes was exquisite and alluring. He smiled lightly and said, "Then how many times have you secretly visited me?"

Now Qing Ming was completely speechless. He couldn't remember how many times.

Every time he completes the task, he will sneak out at great risk, hoping that he can catch a few glances at Chu Hanyang from a distance, because he will be discovered if he gets close, but most of the time Chu Hanyang Yang is not in Jue Dao Valley.

Until before, Chu Hanyang had declared that he was seriously ill, and he rarely showed up since then, and he also accepted the last mission given to him by Shalou, and he was gone for two years.

When he came back again, he heard that something happened to Chu Hanyang, so he came to Chu Hanyang's side recklessly. He also knew how suddenly and how unreasonable it was when he appeared in front of Chu Hanyang.

Fortunately, the Lord left him behind.

Chu Hanyang didn't hear his answer, and he didn't want to hear it anymore. His warm lips touched Qing Ming's lips, rubbing them lightly. The tip of his tongue gradually penetrated, provocative and lingering. Qing Ming couldn't control himself and hugged him. He deepened the kiss.

The afternoon sun fell from the branches and sprinkled on the two of them. It was so warm that both of them gradually indulged in this kiss.

Qing Ming seldom talked, and Chu Hanyang was not a talkative person, and most of the time between the two of them was silent.

Even so, at this moment Chu Hanyang clearly felt that Qing Ming's meaning to him had quietly changed again, and he couldn't tell exactly what changed, but he liked this man more and more.

In the early morning of the second day, Chu Hanyang and Qing Ming simply washed up and ate some wild fruit, and then a man in a blood-stained guard appeared in front of them and clasped his fists at Chu Hanyang.

He led Chu Hanyang and the two of them towards the back of the Forest of No Return in the Valley of Absolute Swords, and with only two sticks of incense, they reached Hengyun Ridge.

Chu Hanyang stood silently in front of Hengyun Ridge, his white clothes fluttered in the mountain wind. The Hengyun Ridge in front of him was winding and long, overlapping, with high mountains and dense forests. There was no place for people to see, but there was a heavy feeling. And the breath of iron and blood escaped quietly.

As a killer for many years, he naturally knew that such a place was an excellent place to kill and throw away corpses.

"Are you afraid?"

Chu Hanyang asked lightly, yesterday he saw those blood-clothed guards, all of them were ghosts who came out of hell, and he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to get out of here alive.

Qing Ming shook her head and stood silently behind him.

"Very good, Ah Qing, you are my sword, so don't lose to them."

Chu Hanyang raised his eyebrows and sneered, his eyes were full of arrogance, he was a Jinghong knife, and his knife was still in his hand, so he had nothing to be afraid of.

The two stepped into Hengyun Ridge step by step, and their figures gradually disappeared into the woods.

After a while, the man who appeared in the Forest of No Return for the first time stood where they had just left, stared at the direction the two left in silence for a moment, and finally disappeared into Hengyun Ridge in a flash.

Three days later, in a hidden cave in Hengyun Ridge, a man walked in staggeringly supporting another young man. Both of them were bloody and messy.

The one being supported was panting heavily, his face was as pale as snow, and the face of the person who was supporting him was not much better.

"call·······"

Chu Hanyang couldn't stand still, couldn't help but fell down, while Qing Ming hurriedly stretched out his other hand, but accidentally touched the injury on his leg, his face turned pale, but he still kept Chu Hanyang stable. Hold it steady, and slowly place it on a clean stone in the cave.

Chu Hanyang lowered his eyes, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and pulled Qing Ming who was standing aside with gritted teeth, to sit down.

"I'm just exhausted, and all the injuries are on your body. What are you talking about at this time, sit down and rest."

Qing Ming paused for a moment, and sat obediently aside, but just sat down a little bit, with the saber unsheathed, still staring at the entrance of the cave vigilantly.

Chu Hanyang was really exhausted. For three days, the two of them dealt with all kinds of unpredictable assassinations almost without sleep.

None of the other party's people are mediocre, even though his saber skills are at the same level in the martial arts world, and even though Qing Ming is desperately protecting him, but today, both of them are exhausted, especially Qing Ming.

The bloody smell on Qing Ming's body allowed him to know how many wounds this man had without looking, and he only dealt with it hastily once.

Chu Hanyang could see clearly that many attacks should have fallen on him, but they were all blocked by this man.That's why he was exhausted after fighting for two days and nights, but he wasn't seriously injured.

Almost all the blood on Chu Hanyang's body belonged to others, but half of the blood on Qing Ming's body was his own.Although Qing Ming helped him escape all the way to this place, but Chu Hanyang knew in his heart that Qing Ming's injury was far more serious than it looked on the outside.

"I underestimated them."

Even now, Chu Hanyang has no choice but to admit that he was still too optimistic.

The blood-clothed guards that have been passed down from generation to generation in Jue Dao Valley are indeed the most powerful blades in Jue Dao Valley.A tiger is no match for a pack of wolves.

Qing Ming shook his head and didn't answer, the two of them fought all the way and were chased all the way, now they are at the end of their battles, he saw how many blood-clothed guards fell under Jinghong's knife.

That kind of peerless sharpness is not something anyone can resist, but ants kill elephants, not to mention that the opponents are not ants, but a pack of wolves, and the rest are the most ruthless and fierce.

"I'll go out alone in a while, you go, get out of here." Chu Hanyang said suddenly, his voice was extremely calm.

"I'm the one who initiated the challenge. The rules set by the Bloodcloth Guards are endless, but you are not from the Valley of Absolute Swords. As long as I go out, they will not chase you."

Qing Ming slowly opened his eyes wide, and looked at Chu Hanyang in shock, this time he didn't answer, nor did he kneel down, and an invisible sadness filled his deep eyes instantly.

Is his master at the end of his rope...

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