Female supporting roles do not want tragedy [Comprehensive]

Lin Cong suddenly realized that this person was not Qiao Feng, but his father. Unfortunately, he couldn't see clearly at night. The outlines of the two were almost exactly the same. If he didn't speak suddenly, she might have to think again before she could react.

The body was falling sharply, Lin Cong raised his strength and used the Jiuyin bones to grab and insert it into the mountain, and the buffer force was slightly relieved. Under the serious injury, his hands were weak, and the body quickly fell again. A fishy-sweet liquid gushed out from the palm of his hand, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth. Xiao Yuanshan was already a top expert, and he used all his strength in that palm, but Lin Cong was defenseless, and he was beaten for real. Not bad.

Unable to lift any strength, she could only watch herself fall. For the first time in her life, Lin Cong felt that death was close at hand. There was no fear in her heart, only endless worries. Xia Qiaofeng is alone, how will he bear so many hardships in the future?

Wasn't she wearing Tianlong just to give him and A'Zhu a happy ending? Why did she put in so much effort to avoid the tragedy of being separated from him forever?If I knew this earlier, why tease him?

Tears of regret flowed from Lin Cong's eyes. She had never hated herself so much for being powerless. For the first time in her life, she had a concern for a person that would not go away even after death. This kind of feeling was different from the attachment to Yang Xiao. When she was with Yang Xiao, She is basically pampered and doesn't have to worry about anything.

As for Qiao Feng, it was the other way around. Maybe he knew the ending of his life experience from the very beginning. From the first time we met, I always wanted to give him a little more happiness. He was so innocent, yet so sad, she couldn't change his Fate can only do his best to comfort him, and if she dies and he finally learns the truth, the sweetness of just a few days will bring him guilt and sadness that cannot be made up for eternal life.

The one he killed with his own hands was the same as the one his father killed.

Thinking of this, Lin Cong suddenly had a strong sense of survival. She gritted her teeth and desperately grabbed all the things she could grab, dragging the old vines and thorns on the mountain wall all the way, and finally fell on the big tree at the bottom of the cliff. Finally, he saved his life and didn't die immediately.

Lin Cong climbed down the tree with difficulty, hurriedly healed his injuries with luck, survived the first twelve hours, and finally his life was safe. She found some wild fruits to fill her stomach, and leaned against the tree to rest.

The valley where Lin Cong fell was a deep valley surrounded by mountains. It would not be difficult to climb up normally, but now she is seriously injured and has no strength to climb the mountains. No matter what, she has to recover first.

It's late autumn now, but there are some wild fruits in the valley. Lin Cong eats some wild fruits every day, and spends most of the time on practicing exercises to heal her injuries. After about half a month, her injuries are basically healed, but she has an inexplicable trigger. She had a high fever, and this high fever was very familiar, her mouth was full of blisters, just like in Yitian, every time Yang Xiao was about to cause a lot of casualties, she would have a fever.

Did Qiao Feng kill many people for no reason at this moment?After Lin Cong thought about it, Qiao Feng didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately. In the whole Tianlong Babu, the only time was the battle of Juxianzhuang.

But she didn't even need to seek medical treatment, why didn't he bypass Juxian Village?Lin Cong couldn't stay any longer, so she waited for another two days, and her body felt less uncomfortable, so she quickly climbed up the valley and rushed all the way to Juxian Village.

However, when she arrived, the entire Juxian Manor had already been emptied, and the blood on the hall had already dried brown. Lin Cong went to find someone nearby and found out that the battle of Juxian Manor had already taken place for two days. Suicide, the wife of the owner of the villa committed suicide, the young owner of the villa did not know where to go, and the servants in the villa took away the valuables in the villa and fled in all directions. The discolored ghost village.

Lin Cong didn't know where Qiao Feng had gone, but she knew that he would definitely go to Yanmen Pass to check the inscription left by her father back then. She had no other way to find someone, so she had to wait outside Yanmen Pass.

From Luoyang to Yanmen Pass, the road went from late autumn to early winter. Afraid of missing Qiao Feng again, Lin Cong did not stop at all.

Lin Cong quickly found the mountain wall with the engraved writing, but the writing on it had long been scratched by a sharp knife and the content could not be seen clearly.She paid the nearby herdsmen to build a simple hut near the cliff, and bought some food with the herdsmen every day. Lin Cong guarded the place every step of the way. Finally, ten days later, she arrived at Qiao Feng.

As soon as the two met each other, Lin Cong felt aggrieved, while Qiao Feng blinked in disbelief. Almost at the same time, the two hugged each other tightly. Come? I'm dying of anxiety."

Qiao Feng asked repeatedly: "Where did you go? I searched all over Luoyang City but couldn't find you. I thought I would never see you again. Later, I heard that Juxian Village held a hero meeting to deal with you. Me, I went there to try my luck, who knew they would find out, hey..."

Qiao Feng couldn't put it into words, his expression showed remorse and helplessness, that day at Xingzi Forest he had publicly said that he would never kill a single Han Chinese in his life, but in the battle at Juxian Village, he was afraid he would offend the entire Central Plains martial arts.

"Some things can't be avoided. If you kill them, you will kill them. It's because they overestimated their capabilities and tried to siege you to gain your reputation. There's nothing you can't let go of." Lin Cong said disapprovingly.

Qiao Feng is a person who can afford to let go, think about it, it doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, since it's done, there's nothing to let go of.The massacre that day was originally forced by those people. If they are not killed, are they allowed to be slaughtered?

but……

"Ah Zhu, you weren't there that day, how did you know those people were trying to attack me?" Qiao Feng was puzzled.

Lin Cong said "ah", blinked, and said with a chuckle, "I guess, if you weren't forced to be helpless, brother, you are the most loyal, how could you kill so many people?"

"You do understand me." Qiao Feng laughed, supported A'Zhu's shoulders, and stared at her intently. He felt that the depression, anger, melancholy, and confusion in his heart these days disappeared instantly when he saw A'Zhu. .

"What about you? Where did you go?"

Lin Cong struggled in his heart, not knowing whether he should tell Qiao Feng the truth, hesitated for a moment, took Qiao Feng's arm, pulled him to the mountain wall, pointed to the damaged writing on it and said, "I'm afraid you ran for nothing. After a trip, the handwriting was destroyed by someone.”

"Ah..." Qiao Feng was startled, and then he thought about the whole journey from being exposed, to the tragic death of his adoptive parents and mentor, and being mistaken for the murderer, to becoming the public enemy of the entire Central Plains martial arts after the Battle of Juxian Village, to the inscription on the inscription now. Being destroyed, everything is like a perfectly designed trap, just to ruin his reputation. He vaguely feels that there is a black hand behind the scenes to facilitate all this, but he can't catch it no matter what. When he hit the mountain wall, the earth and rocks he hit cracked, and the sand and dust flew up. His hands were bloody and he refused to stop. At the same time, he yelled angrily: "Who is killing me? Who is it? Come out and talk to Joe!" Excuse me, what kind of hero is hiding in the dark and sneaking around?"

"Brother, stop doing this, I know who it is, stop, and I'll tell you." Lin Cong was so distressed that he hurriedly pulled his arm.

"You know?" Qiao Feng stopped, turned his head to look at A'Zhu, his expression was still fierce and violent, "Tell Big Brother who it is, and I'll kill him right away."

"Come with me, clean up the wounds on your hands first." Lin Cong pulled Qiao Feng into the small hut. It was already evening, and the simple small table happened to have fresh water and food sent by the herdsmen at noon. He pressed Qiao Feng to sit on the borrowed simple bed, took a cotton cloth and dipped it in water to clean up the blood on Qiao Feng's palms, it was all skin wounds, his skin was thick and fleshy, so there was no need to bandage it.

As soon as he put down the cotton cloth and before he poured out the sewage, Qiao Feng hugged him and sat in his arms. His anger had dissipated at this moment, and as he hugged A'Zhu's soft body, he felt full of attachment. She really cares about herself.

"Ah Zhu, did brother scare you just now?" Qiao Feng said a little apologetically, and at the same time rubbed A'Zhu's tender cheek with his face that hadn't been shaved for several days.

"No, I'm just afraid you hurt yourself." Lin Cong moved his body, facing Qiao Feng, with his arms around his neck, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Actually, I was injured by someone and fell off the back mountain of Shaolin Temple that day. under the cliff..."

Lin Cong explained the situation that day to Qiao Feng in detail, and then concluded: "Brother, maybe your biological father is not dead, or I really can't figure out how there is anyone in the world who looks so similar to you. "

"Really? Then he was the one who killed my master's adoptive father and adoptive mother?" Qiao Feng's eyes were full of excitement, and then he became sad and confused, "Why? If it is really him, why? Where is he? Why doesn't he want to talk to me? Meet? By the way, I was seriously injured in Juxian Village that day and was rescued by a masked man in black. His figure...really resembles me...why didn't he recognize me?"

Lin Cong couldn't spoil too much, and she couldn't understand Xiao Yuanshan's logic, or it could only be said that it was a mistake of fate. He was out for revenge, but he didn't expect to make his son take the blame. Xiao Yuanshan can be regarded as the no. 1 up.

Lin Cong coughed twice, and pressed her hands on her chest, feeling a little suffocated. She has not had a good rest since she was seriously injured, and her mood has been in anxiety and worry. The weather here in Yanmen Pass is cold, and she lives in a small hut with air leakage these days. Zhong reluctantly persisted, he had symptoms of a cold a few days ago, when he met Qiao Feng, he felt relieved, the cold seemed to be overwhelmed.

"Ah Zhu, how is your injury?" Qiao Feng immediately woke up from his thoughts, looked at A'Zhu worriedly, put his fingers on her veins, and then frowned, "Have you been seriously injured recently?"

"En." Lin Cong didn't hide anything, "That man's martial arts are extremely high. I thought it was you, and I didn't take any precautions. I was hit by his palm firmly on the chest and fell into the cliff. If I wasn't worried about you, I would have fallen. He also fell to his death." After Lin Cong finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to Qiao Feng's eyes.

Her fingernails are all bald, and there are several deep scratches on the palms and backs of her hands that are visible to the bone. Although they have scabbed over, it is still shocking to look at.

"...Ah Zhu, I..." Qiao Feng was so distressed that he wrapped her hands in his palms and said guiltily, "It's all because of my elder brother, I shouldn't have left you and made you suffer so much, if that person It's not my father, elder brother will definitely cut that man's body into thousands of pieces to avenge you."

Lin Cong laughed with a "puchi": "Brother, don't feel guilty, in fact, he didn't do it on purpose, he just thought it was an eminent monk from Shaolin Temple chasing him out, he didn't expect it to be me pretending, it's also my fate, Fortunately, I had an adventure in the Wuliang Mountain in Dali, Yunnan, and I have practiced good martial arts, otherwise I am afraid that I will be separated from you forever."

"Yeah, luckily you're fine." Qiao Feng was frightened for a while, and hugged A'Zhu tighter and tighter.

Lin Cong snuggled into Qiao Feng's arms, coughed and said, "Brother, don't hug me so tightly, I have a bit of a cold, don't infect you."

"It's okay, my eldest brother is as healthy as a cow and never gets sick." Qiao Feng smiled softly and kissed her ear.

"Brother, I fell off the cliff that day. I'm actually not afraid of death. I'm just worried that I will die. What should you do?" Lin Cong hooked Qiao Feng's neck and rubbed his cheek against his face. "I think if I die, you must die." I will be very sad. If I finally find out that your father killed me, I will definitely feel guilty. I am afraid that I will never forget me for the rest of my life. Well, in the end, I fell into a tree and finally saved my life."

Qiao Feng's heart was agitated, he felt that A'Zhu's affection for him was so deep that he could never reciprocate, he supported A'Zhu's shoulder, looked at her with determination in his eyes, and said softly: "If you die I, Qiao Feng, will only love Ah Zhu for the rest of my life, and you will be my only wife regardless of life or death." His palm gently stroked Ah Zhu's hair, feeling that this moment in his life was the only one. happiest.

"Brother, there is another reason." Lin Cong had a sly look in her eyes, and her cheeks slowly flushed. She pressed her forehead against his, lowered her eyes slightly, and rubbed his lips with her lips and muttered in a low voice: "A great brother like you I haven’t got the man yet, so I’m not willing to die like that, and I’m going to jump out of the coffin and die again if it’s cheaper in the future..."

Before he finished speaking, his lips were blocked, and the most turbulent masculine breath poured into his mouth, jerky and reckless temptations entangled, the status was determined, the love went deep, and everything came to fruition.

After a long time, Qiao Feng's voice was deep and hoarse, and he could not wait to say: "Ah Zhu, big brother will let you get it now..."

Lin Cong snorted, "I'm still sick, aren't you afraid of contagion?"

"Then wait for you to get well some other day." Qiao Feng said before getting up.

"No, no, I'm going to..."

"Okay, I'll give it to you whenever you want..." A smile flashed across Qiao Feng's eyes, but Lin Cong didn't see it with his eyes closed.

After a long, long, long time, Lin Cong moaned as if dying: "No, I don't want it...I can't..."

"What? You still can't do it? Oh, brother, it's almost time, well, for you, I will endure..."

"...I said um..." Poor Lin Cong never had a chance to open his mouth to say a complete sentence before someone was completely satisfied.