Jinghong knife

Tick, tick, tick, tick.

The raindrops slid from the eaves to the ground intermittently, making a slight sound.The night was dark, made quieter by the sound of raindrops.

On this extremely quiet rainy night, Chu Hanyang closed his eyes tightly and fell into a deep sleep.

Even in his sleep, he was still frowning, as if he was not sleeping peacefully.

The sound of opening the door rang slightly, and disappeared in the sound of raindrops in the blink of an eye, without disturbing anyone slightly.

And the next moment, a dark figure quietly stood in front of Chu Hanyang's bed.

A cold light suddenly appeared without any warning, and fell into the chest of the person on the bed in an instant, and only heard a puff, and the person who came felt the feeling from the blade and instantly changed his face.

That's not the feeling of piercing into the human body!

Not good, there is fraud!

Almost at the same time as he withdrew the knife, the man retreated violently and rushed out of the door without any hesitation.

However, before he rushed out of the room, he only felt a very dangerous sharpness coming from his face, which forced him to stop suddenly.

Even so, in the next second, the clothes on his chest split open a huge hole silently.

He lowered his head and looked, only to see blood seep out crazily, and a hideous knife wound suddenly appeared on his chest!

If the incision was any deeper, he might have been ripped open.But in one round, he had lost miserably.

There is no blade, and the blood is frightened.

This is Chu Hanyang's Shocking Sword!

"Crack."

There was a small sound in the room, and then a little fire was seen to light up, illuminating the whole room.

And Chu Hanyang, who was supposed to be unconscious on the bed, held a candlestick in his left hand and stood at the door like a ghost.

Under the candlelight, Chu Hanyang's face was as white as snow, and his face was exquisite and picturesque, but it was the same as back then, those eyes without any emotion made the visitor feel a chill in his heart.

"It's you."

Chu Hanyang stood at the door, looked at the person in the room and sighed quietly.

A candlestick, not particularly bright, but enough for him to see Zhang Yang's face clearly.

"Didn't expect it to be me?"

Chu Zhangyang looked at the knife wound on his chest calmly, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I didn't expect that your eyes were fake. But even if you really hurt your eyes, I'm afraid I'm not your one-shot enemy, right?"

The chest wound was almost fatal, but he didn't kill him directly, not because the other party couldn't do it, but because the person who made the knife didn't want to kill him on the spot.

It's a pity that he lost without even seeing the man's knife.

Chu Hanyang remained silent and did not answer his question.

He frowned and asked, "You asked Xiao He to kill me?"

"Yes." Chu Zhangyang changed his calm and meek appearance in the past, and answered very simply.

He stared at Chu Hanyang with hatred in his eyes.

"Blame it on yourself. Get in someone else's way.

I am the son of the Chu family, but no matter your fame, ability or prestige surpasses me in everything!

I can not be reconciled!You are a scourge, and sooner or later we will destroy our Chu family! "

Chu Hanyang's eyes dimmed, but he remained calm, he stared at Chu Zhangyang and asked, "But I don't understand why Xiaohe listens to you.

"Hahahahaha." Chu Zhangyang laughed.

He looked at Chu Hanyang mockingly with the corner of his mouth raised: "Didn't you send your guard to investigate this point?

If he makes it back alive, maybe he'll tell you.I don't know where you found such a master, but unfortunately, if I didn't send all the people under my command to kill him, I'm afraid I might not lose tonight. "

Having said that, he paused, his eyes moved slightly, as if he suddenly understood something.

"Did you do it on purpose? You deliberately pretended to be blind and let him defeat Liao Hanzhuo for you on purpose just to attract my attention and lure my people away?"

He looked at Chu Hanyang who had been silent all this time in disbelief, and finally laughed mockingly.

"That man has extraordinary martial arts skills, and he protects you day and night, and he is a good dog who protects his master!

You even said throw it away!

Second child!Father was right!You really are a heartless monster! "

Chu Zhangyang laughed crazily, his face distorted to the point of ferocity.

Chu Hanyang looked at him indifferently, and said coldly: "I still can't figure it out, since you let Xiaohe poison me for so many years, why didn't you just poison me to death once?"

Chu Zhangyang's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he sneered.

"What I'm going to do to you with that kind of poison, it's Xiao He's own doing.

Chu Hanyang, as I said, you blocked the way of others.You deserve it all.In this situation, I deserve it myself. "

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Chu Hanyang to say anything else, he turned his wrist and stabbed his heart with a knife.

An extremely straightforward and ruthless stab pierced the heart, leaving no room for it.

In the past, the gentle and jade-like eldest son of the Chu family didn't even have the slightest hesitation in attacking him.

It seems that being so ruthless and straightforward is the real himself.

"Heh... the second child... I can only... wonder how my father will treat you after he leaves the customs..."

Chu Zhangyang was panting heavily, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Chu Hanyang, who was calm and indifferent from the beginning to the end, with a trace of pity in his eyes.

Chu Zhangyang knew that Chu Hanyang would not let him survive tonight, but even if he died, his father would still not care about the second son of the Chu family!

Chu Hanyang, who had always been as calm as water, clenched his right hand violently after seeing that pity look, and two veins suddenly popped out on the back of his thin hand.

Seeing Chu Zhangyang swallowed his breath, Chu Hanyang's throat moved, and finally he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blood stained the snow-white underclothes red, Chu Hanyang felt severe pain all over his body, and his eyes suddenly went dark.

He wanted to take something out of his arms, but his hand suddenly lost strength, and the candlestick slammed on the ground with a bang.

Chu Hanyang swayed and tried to stabilize himself, but the strong feeling of weakness in his body made him fall to the ground uncontrollably.

He did not lie to Chu Zhangyang, he was indeed blind, but he forcibly suppressed the poison in his body with internal force, and temporarily recovered his eyesight.

Although it was only a short time, it was enough for him to finish Chu Zhangyang.

"Master!" A heart-piercing shout came not far away.Next, a pair of strong hands caught him.

Chu Hanyang seemed to vaguely hear someone calling his name in his ear. The voice was deep and hoarse, and it felt familiar. Who was it?

The arm behind him was warm and strong, Chu Hanyang thought about it, and quietly put down the hand that was in his arms.

What Chu Zhangyang said is correct, if he kills his brother, his father will not spare him after he comes out.

The toxicity he had suppressed just now had completely exploded, and it was not certain whether he would be able to wake up this time, maybe it was too late to find Yan Ruoqing.

For a Chu Zhangyang, he paid too much price, maybe, he can gamble once...

Chu Hanyang felt that he had had a dream for a long time.

In the dream, Chu Zhangyang crazily laughed at himself, his father looked at him from disgust to resentment, his mother turned and left indifferently, and Xiaohe also looked at him resentfully.

But what did he do wrong?

Looking at those people, Chu Hanyang didn't feel sad, his heart was cold, but he didn't like this feeling.

It seems that someone is hugging him, who is it?

The warm embrace made me so cold that my body couldn't help approaching, desperately absorbing that little bit of warmth.

Chu Hanyang wanted to see the man's face clearly, but his eyelids were so heavy that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open them.

Who is holding him?So hard, as if afraid of losing yourself.

Obviously no one in this world likes me.

A steady stream of warmth passed from that person, allowing Chu Hanyang's body that was so cold to be numb to regain consciousness bit by bit.

He moved his fingertips and slowly opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anything except the pitch black, and the internal force in his body was completely dissipated.

"Qing Qingming?" Chu Hanyang asked tentatively in a hoarse voice.

"It's too late to come down." Qing Ming hugged Chu Hanyang tightly, he broke through the mortal ambush and came back here after a narrow escape, the first sight almost broke his liver and gallbladder.

The moment he saw Chu Hanyang's blood-stained clothes fell down, his heartbeat also stopped, and his blood seemed to freeze at that moment.

The person in his arms had almost no temperature, the coldness made him almost go crazy, no matter how warm he was, Qing Ming was not sure, if the person really couldn't wake up, would he really go crazy the next moment? .

Until now, Qing Ming's hands were still trembling slightly, his heart was beating wildly in his chest, and his ears kept ringing.

He didn't know whether it was because of his own injuries or because Chu Hanyang was too surprised to wake up, his eyes were slightly absent, and he slowly tightened his arms, holding Chu Hanyang tightly in his arms.

"My lord, I'm sorry, Qingming is late..."

It was difficult to hide the panic and the joy of regaining in the low voice.

Chu Hanyang frowned, a look of blankness flashed in his dull eyes, he felt that Qingming's arm was strangling him a little, but for some reason, it gave him a sense of peace of mind at this moment.

Chu Hanyang thought inadvertently that perhaps the price this time was not too high.

At least, this one is back.