[Lu Xiaofeng] Capture of Sword God

war.

Not only driving snakes to the battlefield can cause a fatal blow to the enemy, but warriors wearing jade pendants can also recover quickly after being injured.

What's more, seriously injured people can hang themselves for several days by relying on the gentle power of the snake jade.

Yuan Guanglu glanced at her, and once again guessed what she was thinking: "Yes, the flesh and bones of the living dead that are circulated in the rivers and lakes are just exaggerated effects of snake jade, but they are not groundless. Although they cannot live forever, they can Slow down the rate of aging."

"Look at Miss Yu, who stands at the end of the year, but her face is like a peach blossom, so you know what I said is true."

Yu Shengyan's face turned a little greener again.

How do you even know your age? !

The corners of Yuan Guanglu's mouth widened into a bigger smile.

It seems to feel very interesting.

He took a sip of water, pretending to be a cover-up, and continued.

"The girl may also know that in the early stage of the war, the Chiyou tribe was brave and militant and won many victories."

It's a pity that brute force can't compare with Dade after all.

The Huangdi tribe finally defeated Chiyou, and the snake tribe was exterminated because they refused to obey.

"Hurry up...to kill them all?" Yu Shengyan asked involuntarily.

"Exactly, not only the clansmen were wiped out, but even the snakes they raised were doomed."

"After the snake dies, the jade will gradually wither."

"Then..." There was a trace of suspicion in her eyes, and she looked down at the jade pendant around her waist, which was smooth and smooth, without any trace of withering.

"Girl, don't worry, just listen to me."

As the saying goes, there is no perfect road.

Even if there is a brutal massacre, there will always be someone who escapes.

Rumor has it that it was a boy.

The boy is the weakest descendant in the tribe, and even the snake he raises is looked down upon.

No one even wants to take him into battle.

So he hid the snake in his arms, and after taking advantage of the chaos to flee in a hurry, the Yellow Emperor's tribe didn't find anything wrong.

The weakest person can experience catastrophe and be reborn.

Yes.

The catastrophe of bloody extermination will inevitably make people die and survive.

The young man who survived was no longer the weak man that everyone looked down upon.

But there was only one snake left.

The teenager tried many times.

If it mates with other types of snakes, the offspring will not have the ability to produce jade, just like ordinary snakes.

By chance, the boy discovered that if the snake eggs were hatched in the human body, there was a faint sign of the continuation of the race.

"But how can a snake grow in a human body?"

"Indeed it can't."

"Snake eggs themselves contain snake venom, so most people who conceive snake eggs die young, and the surviving women will die twice when they give birth."

"And the snake eggs that hatch quietly but have not yet grown up will naturally die along with the human body."

Yu Shengyan's hand holding the quilt began to tremble.

☆, robbery

Yuan Guanglu still preached in an unhurried manner: "The boy and the snake have tried many methods."

Both male and female bodies have been tried, but no one can successfully give birth to a jade snake.

In desperation, the boy thought of a way.

That is, after the snake eggs are implanted, first use snake jade to suppress them, and after the snake eggs have enough time to fuse with the human body, perhaps the snake eggs will not cause too much harm to the human body.

But it still doesn't work.

Once the snake jade is taken away, the human body will be attacked by toxins, and the life will not be long.

The juvenile and the snake depend on each other for a lifetime, even for hundreds of years.

The boy is withdrawn and talks to snakes for a long time.

The jade snake is also clever in speaking, and has gradually learned the human language through a hundred years of experience.

Although the tortoise lives long, it still has its time; the snake rides the mist, and it turns into ashes in the end.

Not to mention human beings.

Even if the young man has snake jade by his side, he still cannot resist life, old age, sickness and death.

For hundreds of years, it has been much more than ordinary people.

It's just a drop in the ocean compared to the lifespan of the jade snake.

In the following years, the only remaining jade snake wandered around the world, looking for opportunities to reproduce for itself.

Legend has it that the jade snake has lived to this day.

"I think Miss Laiyu should have seen it before."

"What... what?"

Yu Shengyan's heart tightened, and the porcelain cup in his hand shattered instantly, and blood trickled down his white fingers.

"Well..." Yuan Guanglu turned his head and thought for a while: "I have never seen it with my own eyes. I just heard that the jade snake will always choose the strongest person in the world to accompany it..."

"The strongest person in the world, everyone thinks it's Ximen Chuuxue...but the girl should know..."

She looked up suddenly as if struck by lightning.

It's 'that person'!

The jade snake must always be by that person's side!

Otherwise, how could he have snake jade? !

So how... She broke out in cold sweat thinking about it.

How could he pour snake eggs into his body? !

It's ridiculous that she always thought it was poison... and the jade pendant on her waist is the antidote...

But it turns out that poison is not poison, and solution is not solution.

She also wondered, how could 'that man' be so kind, giving jade to detoxify her body... It turned out that it was just waiting for the snake eggs to adapt to the mother's body for a while...

She raised her head suddenly: "So the young master said, I can't give birth to a child no matter what?"

"Exactly." Yuan Guanglu's tone was still quiet: "The girl had two poisonous attacks before, and the snake eggs in her body had already hatched secretly. Now she is pregnant, if she gives birth by force, one dead body and two lives will be lost within one day of delivery..."

Yu Shengyan's hand holding the fragment of the teacup limply spread out, and the palm was bloody and bloody.

One dead, two dead...

She rubbed her stomach in a daze.

Just thinking about the white silver snake in it makes me feel terrified all over.

The fetus of a snake... in the womb of a man... eats and sleeps with her child every day, lives and dies with her child...

The pavilion was silent for a long time.

Yuan Guang Lu Muran turned his head and looked outside the pavilion.

A white figure stood quietly under the night.

The moonlight made the figure slender, but the cold expression on his face could not be seen clearly.

"Has the owner come to pick up his sweetheart?"

"It's not good to be here. I had such a high-spirited chat with the girl that I forgot the time."

Yuan Guanglu's words have always been so decent: "I hope the owner of the villa will forgive me, don't get me wrong, I don't have any wrong thoughts about your wife."

As he spoke, he laughed at himself again: "If you are a half-disabled body next time, if you are hated by the owner... that is a sign that your life is not long."

He said so much, but Ximen Chuuxue still didn't say a word.

Just walked into the court room and looked around for a moment.

His expression changed subtly for an instant.

Yu Shengyan would not notice it.

She just stood up consciously, saluted Yuan Guanglu, and followed the man's footsteps.

All the way are silent.

Ximen Chuuxue walked in front with his hands behind his back.

Yu Shengyan's heart was heavy, and he had nothing to say.

But how does she know that the man's heart is not easy at this moment.

Because he smelled the two bowls of medicine in the pavilion.

For the first time for a man, he wishes he hadn't known the art of Qi and Huang.

If he didn't understand, he wouldn't know the effect of those two bowls of medicine.

A bowl of abortion pills, a bowl of abortion pills.

There is no doubt that Yu Shengyan is pregnant.

The night wind blew across the man's icy face, but it couldn't compare to the cold air between his eyebrows and lips.

A wave of waves has risen again.

What happened in the past few days made the man more and more confused about the thoughts of the people around him.

He used to think that no matter what Yu Shengyan did, at least her feelings for him were true.

At least that liking is true.

No matter how many twists and turns it is between the two of them.

Now there is a third person intervening... The man's hand holding the scabbard tightened.

The casual Ximen Chuuxue hates the current situation too much.

It's his favorite thing to do.

But now he held up the sword in his hand, but he couldn't cut it no matter what.

He actually found himself hopelessly suspicious.

For example, in the next few days, he was waiting for Yu Shengyan to tell him about his pregnancy.

After all, if the child's surname is Ximen in the future, why would she hide it from herself?

What's more, he always felt that this child might be a turning point in their relationship.

He said he wanted a daughter.

If she had flesh and blood between the two of them, he would naturally be willing to put aside the past and treat her wholeheartedly.

But many days passed, and Yu Shengyan never mentioned any intention of getting pregnant.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyebrows were getting colder every day.

The doubts in my heart are getting stronger day by day.

Human suspicion is like a bottomless whirlpool.Once it rises, even ordinary things will be drawn into the center of the vortex and become dark, deep and suspicious.

Men don't want to think about it.

But I have to think about it.

☆, suspicion and accidental injury

If a woman is pregnant but doesn't want to mention it to her lover, the most likely possibility is that the child's biological father is not the person around her...

Ximen Chuuxue raised his head suddenly.

Looking at the open window in Yusheng Smoke House.

The woman was standing by the window, staring at the sky outside the window.

She was wearing a light blue skirt that day.

The white jade pendant around her waist became more and more dazzling.

What is even more dazzling is the fracture of the jade pendant that was once broken and smoothed...

Thinking of the other half of the jade pendant, in the hands of a man in white with a sword... His hand was clenched very tightly again.

Even the tassels in his hand turned into powder without feeling...

Ye Gucheng.

Is Ye Gucheng really dead?

Ximen Chuuxue couldn't help but think of the night before, when someone sneaked into Yu Shengyan's room and gave her a bank note...

Who would give her a bank note, why did she keep silent?

Once suspicious in the heart, all the concealment in the past has become a deception.

It all looks like proof of the truth.

All the doubts that had been ignored have surfaced.

For example, Lan Nuan, the son of Jianghu people, loves Ye Gucheng, and once resurrected him with a jade pendant...

For example, Yu Shengyan never told him what the black shadow that attacked him that day and made her tremble with fear...

For example, she said that she had no choice but to go to Baiyun City, but she never said who forced her...

For example, she appeared too abnormally many years ago, and her understanding of herself...

For example, her similar face to Mr. Gu's...

Like, like, like.

The breakpoint couldn't be connected, but it made him more and more anxious.

The sword energy in the courtyard is like a rainbow.

In order to calm the messy thoughts in his heart, Ximen Chuuxue began to practice sword again.

The wound that had been pierced by the shadow began to ache again for some reason.

Reminding him of all the fog and concealment in the past.

Wound…

He suddenly remembered the time when he was recuperating from his injuries... Even though he always felt that the woman was beside him in a trance.

But if it's been a few days, how can I notice it? !

"Someone saw Ye Gucheng haunting Bat Island."

"All the clues lead to Bat Island..."

Bat Island, Ye Gucheng, the strange eyeless man... A child who I don't even know! !

Don't, don't!

It all seemed to make sense!

The sword energy soared to the sky in an instant, and the deep courtyard was covered with flowers, but the figure in white had disappeared.

The people in the house looked at the empty courtyard outside the house with confused eyes, and somehow their hearts seemed to be empty.

She reached out and touched her lower abdomen, imagining that a small life was being conceived there.

It is the flesh and blood of the swordsman.

The domineering and sweet words of the past are still in my ears: "I still want a daughter."

But at the next moment, that killing thought suddenly came to the fore in his thoughts.

But in just a few days, separation and reunion... Love and hatred are unspeakable and unreasonable.

A gust of wind suddenly blew through the room, Yu Shengyan suddenly turned around, and subconsciously shot a sleeve arrow——

The next moment she smelled the fragrance of jasmine mixed in the wind, but how could she retract the hidden weapon that was shot.

Feeling a light waist, Ximen Chuuxue looked at her with red eyes.

As if unaware of the three-point sleeve arrow on the shoulder.

Bright red blood flowed down the white clothes.

Yu Shengyan looked blankly at the jade pendant in his hand.

Xiaofeng walks through the hall, and there is nothing new about falling red.

The air seemed to stagnate.

The two looked at each other, speechless for a while.

In the end, it was Yu Shengyan who said first: "I... I didn't mean it." She said as she walked forward, about to pull out the sleeve arrow on his shoulder for him.

But he was coldly stopped.

The man's sword hand trembled.

She had never seen him so restless.

Could it be because he subconsciously shot an arrow at him?

The woman's tone softened: "Arrow... There is poison on the arrow."

As she spoke, she planned to take a step forward, but Ximen Chuuxue shouted in a low voice, "Don't come here."

As he spoke, he pulled out the sleeve arrow on his shoulder like lightning, and clenched his fists suddenly, black blood spurted from the wound on his shoulder instantly.

The smell of poison and blood filled the air.

But the man seemed to be trying his best to suppress the blood in his eyes.

After another long silence, he finally said, "Come to my room at night."

The swordsman stepped out of the house, and Yu Shengyan fell to the ground.

She just felt that all the strength in her body was exhausted.

How did things get to where they are today?

She just felt a little pain in her chest.

The previous wound was still aching.

She was already numb.

She felt a little ridiculous.

Whatever the purpose of 'the man' in bringing them to Bat Island, he seemed to have achieved it.

There seemed to be a gully three thousand feet deep between the two of them. Even though it was not wide, neither of them was willing to lift their feet to cross the gully and walk to the other side.

Yu Shengyan sometimes thinks that if this child can be born, maybe all the misunderstandings in the past will disappear...

But...but...

The breeze is floating, the sea of ​​flowers is rippling, and everything in the small courtyard looks very beautiful.

In contrast to this beauty is Ximen Fuxue's inner torment.

Sometimes I really want to end the chaos in the world with one sword, or even end my chaotic mood with one sword.

For the first time, Ximen Chuuxue realized that there were things in the world that the sword could not solve.

His footsteps suddenly stopped in front of the flower stand.

He frowned and said in a low voice, "Come out."

☆、Ye Gucheng

The small courtyard seemed to be empty, only the soft whispers of spring flowers moving in the wind answered him.

Ximen Chuuxue became impatient, and slashed down horizontally with a knife, the flower stand collapsed, and the ground was covered with red.

A figure dressed in white finally appeared in sight.

Ye Guhong had a strange smile on his lips, and said in a strange voice: "The owner of Ximen really doesn't know how to be sympathetic and cherish jade, so it's no wonder that Yu Shengyan likes my cousin."

He looked at him coldly.

Dressed in white with a sword, like himself and Ye Gucheng.

It was as if the shadows of the two overlapped on his face.

It's just that his cuffs are empty at this moment, and he has completely lost the pride he should have as a swordsman.

"Hey, I know what the owner wants to say." The corners of Ye Guhong's mouth are still curled up, his once decent face now has high cheekbones, thick eye circles, half-human, half-ghost appearance, which is out of place in the sun.

"I didn't come back to seek death, and the owner should not be in a hurry to drive people away."

"I just came back to watch a good show."

Ximen Chuuxue moved his fingertips.

The corners of Ye Guhong's mouth suddenly widened: "What? Could it be that the owner already knows?"

"Do you know the deepest secret between Yu Shengyan and my cousin?"

Ximen Chuuxue's fist clenched tighter and tighter: "Shut up."

"Hahaha~" Ye Guhong had already laughed loudly: "Don't the owner think it's ridiculous?"

"Did that bitch Yu Shengyan tell you that she and my cousin were just forced to sleep in the same room for a hundred days and nothing happened?"

"Hahahaha, owner, you won't believe it, will you?"

"I told you to shut up!"

Under the sunlight, I saw a sword aura rushing out of the sky, and looking at the fallen flowers in the garden, the two white-clothed swordsmen had long since disappeared.

Or one and a half.

Because one of them is no longer a swordsman.

Ye Guhong had never been held by someone in such a humiliating position, and what made him even more depressed was that the person holding him was Ximen Chuuxue, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape from his grasp.

The sea breeze whistled past my ears.

Lighten the white boots, and Ximen Chuuxue landed steadily on the westernmost cliff of Bat Island.

However, Ye Guhong's feet still didn't touch the ground.

He was still carried in the hands of Ximen Chuuxue, with his feet hanging above the hundred-foot cliff.

Looking down slightly, there are rough seas and dark and messy reefs under your feet.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at him coldly: "Struggling? Then don't blame my slippery hands."

Upon hearing this, Ye Guhong immediately stopped moving, obediently being carried by him, like a dog being held by the back of the neck.

The man then raised his breath, and his sonorous, deep and cold voice resounded through the mountains and seas.

"Ye Gucheng."

"come out."

"Don't force me to kill someone who is not worthy of my sword."

Ye Guhong's face turned pale instantly.

Ye Gucheng... is he really here?

Will you really show up for yourself?

If so, it would be nice to see him before he died.

But after seeing him, would he be willing to die?

After all, it's a pity.

He and his whole life.

No matter how much he regrets, the days of being together every day will never come back.

Ye Guhong really couldn't understand why he insisted on pursuing another existence that was far away when the person who used to be in the cloud was close at hand...

Tears trickled down from the seven-foot man's eye sockets.

Blown by the sea breeze, it fell a hundred feet in diameter and merged into the deep blue sea without a trace.

Heaven and earth are quiet.

After that, the sea breeze was still blowing tirelessly, and the waves were still sweeping and beating against the reef, as if they had to polish the reef without any edges and corners.

Some people were already sobbing.

Take off the once glamorous appearance, and at the same time take off all the camouflage about others.

The one crying so hard at this moment is Ye Guhong, the real Ye Guhong is himself.

Even if he is weak, small, and frail, he is still himself.

Ye Guhong.

The corners of her lips no longer smiled strangely, but twitched non-stop.

Even the words and sentences between the lips and teeth were intermittent due to trembling.

The sentence "Brother, I'm sorry" was shattered by the sea wind and tears.

But someone still heard it.

Ye Guhong's bright red eyes widened bit by bit, joy and fear condensed at the same time, all sobs and sounds stopped.

Ximen Chuixue didn't turn his head back, and said coldly: "Ye Gucheng, don't come here without any problems."

A steady male voice sounded from behind him: "Don't worry about it, please stay safe."

It's been a long time since such a voice.

Thinking back to the beginning, on the night of the full moon, on the top of the Forbidden City.

The same white clothes, the same saber.

One person is full of spirits, and the fighting spirit is soaring to the sky; the other has a gloomy brow, and has no fighting spirit at all.

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is a lone city Wanrenshan.

Why bamboo flute complain willow, spring is not degree Pass.

☆, duel

The conversations of that year are still in my ears.

Ye Gucheng: "I am the sword."

Ximen Chuuxue: "Only with sincerity and righteousness can one reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship. Those who are dishonest are not good enough for swordsmanship."

Ye Gucheng said: "Since you learn swordsmanship, you should know that those who learn swords only need to be sincere to swords, not people."

In an instant, the words were exhausted.

The end of the road is the end of the world.

It's been a long time now, but the old people meet again at the end of the world.

Years are like water, and it is hard to catch up in a blink of an eye.

Ximen Chuuxue once thought that Ye Gucheng was the same person as him.

I also once wondered why such a person who used gorgeous and complicated clothes to cover up all his arrogance and loneliness would participate in the game of power struggle, and let his hand holding the sword be polluted by the vortex of power.

But he understands now.

When loneliness spreads, all are the same. (Lai Yaohui, Happy Together)

He is the same man as he is.

It was the same woman who made the two of them angry.

Ximen Chuuxue turned around, and suddenly threw Ye Guhong in his hand to Ye Gucheng's feet.

The boy who landed on the ground immediately curled up like a hedgehog, covered his face with his only remaining arm, and couldn't help muttering: "No, brother... don't see me like this now..."

With his current appearance, he was like a panicked dog in the water.

How can he be worthy of Ye Gucheng's careful teaching and teaching to him for many years.

Ye Gong loves dragons, he misses the man every day until he becomes a demon, but now he is in front of him, but he has no face to face.

The sea breeze is still blowing.

The hem of Ye Gucheng's complicated clothes was blown loudly.

Even though it is still complicated, it is already dilapidated.

But no matter how old it was, it couldn't conceal his extravagance.

Ye Gucheng swayed back gracefully, squatted down, and said softly to Ye Guhong: "Hong'er, you look very good now."

"Even if you're embarrassed, it's yourself."

He said and looked up at Ximen Chuuxue: "Maybe you are right."

"If you want to be honest with the sword, you must first be honest with your heart and people."

He looked at Ye Guhong with a look that was no longer as severe as it was years ago, but a little more pampering: "Hong'er, before this moment, you have never been sincere to yourself."

"You should know that only by pleasing yourself can you please others."

"It's better to look down at yourself than to pursue the unattainable things."

"Embarrassed or humble, it's up to you."

Ximen Chuixue coldly interrupted the touching scene of the brothers' reunion: "Ye Gucheng, you have changed."

He stood up, looked straight into the swordsman's eyes, and said calmly, "Why don't you?"

At this time, Ye Guhong suddenly grabbed Ye Gucheng's skirt, and explained excitedly: "Brother! Yu...Yu Shengyan is pregnant! Ximen Chuuxue wants to force her to abort the child!"

The calmness in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

It was replaced by endless coldness and contempt.

That gaze hurt Ximen Chuuxue's eyes.

The huge emotional fluctuations in those eyes seemed to verify a certain fact, a certain fact that he was least willing to believe.

"Ye Gucheng!"

No one noticed how he came in front of the two of them, how he pulled out the sword from Ye Guhong's waist.

I just heard a voice in the air: "The unfinished duel will end today!"

Two sword qi pierced through the air and roared away.

Ye Guhong was left alone above the cliff, staring blankly at the two intertwined sword lights in the distance.

On the face still covered with tears, there was a long-lost sly smile.

"Ximen Chuixue!"

A white robe fell straight from the air to the ground.

Like a white bird shot down from the sky, the wind whipped his feeble wings loudly.

But before he landed, he was firmly caught by another white bird with full wings.

But bright red blood still flowed slowly from his white skirt.

Ye Gucheng never thought that such a day would come.

When he was unbearably lonely, he also thought of the decisive battle many years ago countless times, and regretted that he was not able to fight heartily because of his mixed emotions.

Now he finally has the opportunity to make up for the regrets of the past, but Ximen Chuuxue's moves are in chaos after a hundred moves.

As soon as Ye Gucheng sent out his sword, although he wanted to withdraw the sword, it was too late.

The point of the sword pierced directly into his left chest, only three feet away from his heart.

Blood surged on the man's chest, staining the snow-white skirt red, making him look extremely glaring and coquettish.But he patted off Ye Gucheng's hands that were supporting him with his weak wrists, and turned his head to look at Ye Guhong coldly.

"Hunger?"

Ye Gucheng's pupils narrowed slightly, and he became clear: "Why did you do this?"

The boy curled up powerlessly on the ground, the sly smile on his face has long since disappeared, replaced by a surprised and innocent expression: "It's not me...Brother, you believe me, I didn't do anything."

☆. She did it?

He stood up staggeringly, walked in front of the two of them, and explained excitedly: "Master Ximen, think about it carefully, I was met by you as soon as I met... How could I have a chance to manipulate?"

Before he finished speaking, Ximen Chuuxue's expression changed drastically.

Turning his head slowly, he saw the open wound on his shoulder... Dark red blood flowed out slowly...

Small wounds are her sleeve arrows!

The blood condensed in his brain and the disordered breath in his dantian have already made him unable to think!

The bloodshots accumulated deeper and deeper, and the meridians of the whole body were expanded to the extreme, and the arms, neck, and veins were exposed.

He suddenly tore off half of the jade pendant hanging from Ye Gucheng's waist, and with what little strength he had left, he ruthlessly threw it down the cliff!

At that moment Ye Guhong seemed to understand.

"what."

"Brother, it turned out that the person you think about day and night did it."

"It's Yushengyan!"

Seeing Ximen Chuixue like this, he suddenly laughed wildly.

"Hahaha!"

"Ximen Chuuxue, you are always not good enough for her."

"You've never seen a person as far away in the clouds as my brother, if he becomes gentle, what would he look like?"

"Are you gentle with her?"

"Hahahaha!! If you are gentle with her! How could she not tell you anything?"

"Even designed to deceive you."

"Hong'er!" Ye Gucheng coldly tried to interrupt Ye Guhong who was already looking like a madman.

"Aren't I right?!"

"Brother! When have you been so gentle to others?!"

"Even if it's me! Do you treat me as well as her?!"

Ye Gucheng shook his palm for three times, and finally remained silent, allowing Ye Guhong to continue talking with fascination.

"Ximen Chuixue."

"Do you know how many truths Yu Shengyan told you?"

"Do you know why she approached you?"

"She told you that she was forced to get close to my brother, but do you know that she expressed all her intentions from the first time she met him!"

"She said it to encourage my brother to rebel, but she didn't want him to misunderstand, so she was willing to get straight to the point without hiding anything!"

"Hahahahaha!!! But what about you?!"

"How many truths did she tell you?!"

Ye Guhong pointed at Ximen Chuuxue who was paralyzed on the ground and said, "She even plotted against you! Using your trust in her to give you a hard time!!"

"Did she say it wasn't on purpose?"

"Does it mean that I want to detoxify you?"

"Hahaha! What a well-calculated drama! If there is no poison to cover up, how can you use the ordinary cartilage to unleash the only sword in the world?!"

"Hahahahaha! It's hard for you to be deceived by her, Ximen Chuuxue!"

"Did she start to pretend to be pitiful when you became suspicious of her? Pretending to be poisonous?"

"But do you know that the poison on her body was detoxified early on!! She doesn't need this jade at all!!"

As Ye Guhong said, he suddenly tore off the half jade pendant left in the world from Ximen Chuixue's waist.

The pupils of the man who couldn't move suddenly gathered and contracted, and the blood surged up in his chest for a moment, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from between his thin lips.

"Enough!" Ye Gucheng shouted coldly.

At this time, Ye Guhong was already out of control: "Why is it enough? I'm afraid the master of Ximen still doesn't believe it?"

"Then why don't you go back to the house and see if Yushengyan, without the jade pendant, will come to you before the poison occurs?"

The sea breeze was getting stronger and stronger, and when it fell on the man's face, body, and hands, it was more painful than being pierced by thousands of swords at the same time.

The blood that slowly flowed from the small wound on the shoulder was actually more serious than the blood that gushed out like a tide from the sword wound that pierced through his chest.

It was as if all the strength in his body had been drained; every drop of blood in every blood vessel.

If you can even pretend such severe and monstrous pain...then, was there ever a shred of truth between them?

But there was a glimmer of hope in the sky.

So he supported his heavy body with hands that he couldn't even lift.

Abandoning all dignity, crawling towards that glimmer of hope in panic.

As long as tonight, she will appear in his room...

He would hug her, smile with relief, and tell her that everything is okay...it doesn't matter who the child belongs to, it doesn't matter who she is, as long as she is by his side...as long as there is no cheating from now on... In the long run, the white head not leave.

Ye Gucheng silently watched his stubborn figure.

Such an arrogant and indifferent person would have such a day.

Why is he not.

I gave up the last trace of dignity, and I can't get it back...

He kept murmuring: "Ximen Chuuxue, she won't, she won't treat you like this..."

But his voice was inaudible, perhaps because in the deepest part of his heart, there was also a little bit of hope hidden.

Maybe, faintly, maybe, maybe what Ye Guhong said is true?

☆, the duel between the living and the dead

The dark clouds gradually devoured the last ray of sunshine.

The night came quietly.

Yu Shengyan suddenly woke up from the trance, got up staggeringly, and was about to walk out of the house.

A thunderbolt pierced the night sky, and her footsteps paused.

It was cloudy tonight, and the house was not lit.

After the light of thunder and lightning, everything sinks into the lower end of darkness.

But at that moment, she still saw it.

I have seen the most impossible and least willing to see.

The deceased.

The beautiful woman who had made her toss and turn for countless nights, gnashing her teeth in hatred.

Once wearing a wedding dress, Hongxia and eight sedan chairs were married to Ximen Chuuxue's ice-snow confidante...

Sun Xiuqing.

Another flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and under the purple light, the old man was no longer in the distant courtyard, but moved to a place a few feet away from her in an instant.

Thunder passed by, and then several bolts of lightning joined forces to turn the pitch-black night sky into many broken domains.

The light was finally enough for Yu Shengyan to see the old man clearly.

Sun Xiuqing was still wearing the clothes she wore on the day she died.

The black blood on his chest was coagulated, showing what happened a few days ago.

But the old man walked towards her step by step, every step was firm and precise.

The light of lightning reflected her pale face extremely frighteningly.

As she walked further and further, Yu Shengyan even smelled the looming corpse odor on her body...

The once white fingers of the old man now hang down in the sleeves. Even though they are lifelike, you can clearly see the corpse spots of different sizes on the skin when you get close.

"Jade produces smoke."

She couldn't help stepping back a few steps, without realizing the steps behind her.

The night rain poured down, and the bean-sized raindrops slammed hard on the bluestone steps, making a terrifying echo.

However, how can the sound of rain have the ethereal and deep, vicious and sad voice of the old man?

Sun Xiuqing raised her hand covered with corpse spots, and pointed to Yu Shengyan's stomach.

The corner of his mouth smiled slightly.

The normal expression on the face of an ordinary person fell on the face of a dead person, but it touched the stiff skin, and the flesh and blood that had begun to rot slid down her face sparsely, and maggots came and went from the corners of the raised mouth...

"Did you know? The child in your stomach was originally mine!!"

"Ximen Chuuxue's only heir should be born to him by me!!"

As she spoke, she became more and more excited, and more and more flesh fell off her face, revealing her white cheekbones.

"It's you, it's you!!"

"It was you who ruined everything about me, Sun Xiuqing!!"

She stretched out her hands and rushed towards Yu Shengyan, shouting loudly: "Now I want you to pay back everything!!"

Yu Shengyan's eyes were silent in fear, and after being hit by her claws, he rolled on the spot, avoiding her next attack.

But the place where she caught it was instantly hot and painful.

Yu Shengyan's secret way is not good, it's corpse poison.

Only now did she regain her sanity a little bit.

Immediately, two Emei thorns protruded from the cuffs, and she held them firmly in her hands, and she opened up her battle formation to prepare for the battle.

But no matter where the injured Sun Xiuqing was, she didn't feel any pain at all, instead she became more courageous as she fought.

Blood flowed with the sound of rain.

Even though the old man's chest and belly were open and his internal organs were all over the floor, it didn't affect the fighting spirit in those bright red eyes at all.

After dozens of rounds of fierce fighting, the place where Yu Shengyan was caught became more and more painful.

Sun Xiuqing was not weak in martial arts before his death, but now after his death, he can use many moves that he could not use before, such as twisting his body to inconceivable angles, only to hear the sound of bones being dislocated frequently.

The deceased's body became more and more distorted, as did his face.His upper body was cut open, but there was no way to bleed a little bit of blood.

There was a smile on the old man's weird face all the time, and the arc was getting bigger and bigger.

Until the lips split from the middle, the jaw fell off, and the corners of the mouth hooked all the way to the eyes.

The bigger the arc, the more skin and flesh shed off her face.

Later, she could not see her once beautiful face, only the white cheekbones under the long black hair; the fangs without lips; and a pair of abrupt, round, blood-red eyes eyeball.

Yu Shengyan couldn't stand it anymore.

What kind of hatred can make people feel uneasy even after death?

The rain hitting the wound was piercingly cold and painful.

At the same time, there was a twinge of pain in the lower abdomen.

Yu Shengyan's face turned pale instantly.

That's too late.

It's going to be poisoned!

She was no longer interested in fighting, and concentrated her fear and regret on the tip of the Emei thorn, and suddenly exerted force on her wrist——Sun Xiuqing's skull, which could no longer be called a human head, instantly rolled down and bounced three times on the ground, rolling in the endless night rain go.

The old man's headless body finally stopped moving, like a pile of skeletons, which fell to the ground in an instant without support.

Yu Shengyan rushed forward a few steps.

The next moment, the Emei thorn fell into the soil.

The pain was overwhelming.

She hastily grabbed her forearm and bit down hard.

Yuan Guanglu was not wrong.