fishing dragon

The emotions in his eyes were extremely complicated, as if overnight, that Mr. Shen who could only compose poems and evade homework disappeared, and turned into the sad and angry young man he is now.

Yu Changle said: "Minghua, I didn't lie to you before. I didn't know much earlier than you. I found out all this on the way to track down Peach Blossom Drunk."

"...Really?" Shen Minghua lowered his sword a little bit, but he was still in a daze.

He looked at his friend, as if he was meeting Yu Changle for the first time.

This was the first friend Shen Yu made. Since childhood, Shen Yu had never had any friends. In their eyes, he was not Shen Minghua, but the young master of the Langya Shen family and the son of Shen Yuanting.The way they looked at themselves was that they were the future patriarchs, and they were the objects to be defended even though they were useless.

Until he came to the academy, Yu Changle, he made more real friends, Ao Yan, Ouyang Ling...

Are these fake?

Did Yu Changle get close to him, like those other people since he was a child, with other purposes?

Can he trust him?

"I promise." Yu Changle looked directly into Shen Minghua's eyes, neither dodging nor dodging, his voice was soft but firm.

Shen Minghua looked at him, then at Ao Yan who was standing aside, struggling to show a sad smile: "That's good. But...but..."

"I still can't let you pass." Shen Minghua raised his voice, and a tear fell, "That's my father... that's my father!!"

He gritted his teeth and rushed straight up.

In front of him, Shen Yuanting was a typical patriarch of a family. He was not good at expressing himself, he was harsh to his children, but he always had the highest expectations.From the name "Shen Yu" he gave Shen Minghua, it can be seen that he hoped that his son would be rich in gold and uncut jade, a talented man of gold and jade.

A father who expects his son to become a dragon.

Shen Minghua has always known that since he was a child, he has clearly known that he is not the genius his father expected, and even "mediocre" is barely qualified.On the one hand, he avoided and disliked Shen Yuanting's pressure and attention, but on the other hand, he felt guilty about this fact.

He learned to laugh at himself and pretend to be stupid, as well as cowardly evasion, as if he was satisfied with flowers, wine, poetry and entertainment in his world, and he even named his natal spirit sword "Red Sleeve". A dude.

But in fact, in fact...he didn't want to live up to his father's expectations.

He didn't want that either.

The first time he saw Yu Changle, Shen Minghua felt mixed with envy, maybe even a little bit of jealousy.

A genius can easily exceed the results of others' efforts several times.He is still so naive, he doesn't need to be exposed to all kinds of struggles like him since he was a child, he doesn't need to face the established future and shoulder heavy responsibilities like him.

"Zheng!"

Shen Minghua rushed in front of Yu Changle, who hastily blocked the sword.Two swords strike each other, even though one is in a hurry and the other avoids, they can still tell the difference between good and bad.

"Minghua..." Yu Changle's eyes sank, and he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Shen Minghua.He yelled, "Fight me seriously!"

They had never had a serious competition yet, and Yu Changle had only swiped the guiding sword with him a few times, which meant neither side was serious.

Seeing the tears in Shen Minghua's eyes, Yu Changle stopped talking.

For a moment, there was only sword light and knife shadow left on the field, and there was a lot of excitement.

Ao Yan stepped back a few steps, not intending to participate, but just looked at the two thoughtfully.There was a commotion among the monks behind him, he glanced at him coldly, and said, "Don't meddle in your own business."

"..."

How is this nosy business! ?All the monks slandered, but Ao Yan's momentum was too strong, so they didn't dare to intervene.

Speaking of which, they thought, this young master Shen seems to be friends with that young master?This is very difficult, what if you refuse to let him die?

"Isn't that too bad?"

After watching the battle for a while, some monks couldn't help muttering.

Yes, the difference is too much.Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the two sides cannot be compared at all. Mr. Shen has already exerted all his strength to fight, but the other side seems to be completely at ease.

"Ah!——"

Shen Minghua roared angrily, dragged his sore arms, and rushed forward again.His red Hidden Sword slashed down fiercely with aura.There were crystal tears falling into the air.

"Jingle--"

The red sleeve rolled up on Chuhuang, and was gently picked up by the latter's ingenuity, and flew straight out.Presenting a meteor-like arc, it plunged into the white jade with a sound of "clank", still vibrating.

The onlookers couldn't bear to say: "Hey... the winner has been decided."

Shen Minghua couldn't escape the charge, his sword was thrown flying, and he staggered and knelt down, in a state of embarrassment.He tightly squeezed his sore wrist, as if he wanted to crush it.

"Why...why!!" His waist slowly bowed down, he lay on the ground and slammed his fists hard on the ground, his voice was hoarse and shrill like a cub looking for its parents in the wilderness, "Why did it become like this? !!"

Yu Changle tightened his fingers, squatted down, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry!!" Shen Minghua suddenly raised his head, it turned out that tears were streaming down his face.His tears rolled down, he sucked his nose, and sobbed, "What are you sorry for?... It's me! It's my father who did something wrong, he's the one who's sorry for you!! It's he who wants to apologize to you right!!"

Yu Changle looked at the crying friend, lowered his eyes, his throat was so congested, but he couldn't speak.He slightly raised his eyes, put his hands on his shoulders, and said, "Don't cry."

Shen Minghua cried so much that his whole body was trembling, as if he wanted to cry out all the bitterness, but everyone knew that his life had reached a fork in which the situation changed dramatically, and he was about to face more bitterness and pain.

"It's his fault...it's my father's fault...but what should I do? What should I do!?"

"I can't do anything... I can't help either... I've always been so cowardly, I can't do righteousness and kill relatives, and I can't pass the test in my heart... I dare not do good or bad things, what else can I do ?! What should I do..."

He covered his face with his hands, and tears kept falling from his fingers.

He cried for a while, then spoke intermittently again.

"A few hours ago... I was thinking, I never knew him. Who is Shen Yuanting?" Shen Minghua raised his face, terrified and dazed, "I was too tired and slept for a while. I dreamed about my mother. When I woke up in a cold sweat, I realized what I was afraid of."

Shen Minghua's fingertips trembled slightly, this time because of pure terror.

"She passed away when I was a few years old... It is said that because of giving birth to me, her health became very poor and she died of a serious illness. I have almost no memory of my mother. I only remember her hugging me and smiling at me, and The cold longevity tablet at home..."

"But now I'm wondering, is it because my mother knew something that my father...was him—"

He took a sharp breath and couldn't speak anymore.

Of course, this guess is not impossible, and there is a high probability that it is true.Of course Shen Yuanting is someone who can do such a thing as killing his wife.

Shen Yuanting's wife is a monk, and her family is not small, so her strength will not be too weak.It's nothing more than ordinary people. It's rare to hear that a cultivator died of physical weakness and death due to childbirth. Could it be that the Shen family happened to meet him?

"I don't know if he regretted that he didn't ask for another child before doing it?..." Shen Minghua laughed at himself, but his expression became even more frightened, "When I think about this, when I think about my mother's death, I just... ...I'm just... so scared that I wish I could disappear."

"I'm sorry." Shen Minghua said, closing his eyes, "I'm sorry. I can only do this, I'm sorry..."

"It's not your fault." Yu Changle shook his head slightly, "It's him who's sorry for you, it's Shen Yan who failed you, Shen Yu!"

Shen Minghua was shocked and opened his eyes.

"Really?..." He murmured, as if he wanted to laugh and cry.He looked at Yu Changle for a long time, the sadness in his eyes gradually became thicker, then he stood up abruptly and said, "Goodbye."

He didn't even pull out the red sleeve sword, just stepped back more than a dozen steps, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "I'm sorry...that means 'see you again'."

After Shen Minghua finished speaking, he turned around and ran away, very fast.A tear fell on the jade slab.

This is his choice.Maybe many, many years later, after this past event is completely scarred and erased, and after they are no longer young people, they will smile away their grievances when they meet.During this time, they might occasionally ask how their friend from back then was doing.

But until then, they won't meet again.

Yu Changle silently watched Shen Minghua's back disappear into the Shinto, and said in a low voice, "Goodbye."

Ao Yan opened his closed eyes, stepped forward and said, "Let's go."

The top of Mount Dai.

Suppressing the regret in his heart, Yu Changle's eyes turned cold.He took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes, both the demon pattern and the half demon form appeared.

He paused, and there was a bloody smell coming from the front, as well as an ominous smell of decay.This smell touched a certain nerve in the memory, as if there was a slight movement in the air somewhere, Yu Changle drew his sword instantly, and slashed over with his intuition!

"Everyone be careful!"

A purple-gray corpse was severed in half by Chu Huang's sword, and when it fell to the ground, it was still struggling and writhing, with a strange "ho ho" sound coming out of the body's mouth.With sharp eyes and quick hands, Yu Changle picked out a black bug from under the skin with a sword, and cut it in half.

The body stopped moving.

I don't know when, many lonely figures appeared in the dilapidated Zhong's building, exactly the same as the Gu people in the Jiuwan Village.And these Gu people all have the appearance of people from the Central Plains, and all of them are wearing earth lotus gold carvings!

The Gu people slowly approached them, and all the monks were startled and said in shock: "What are these things!"

Countless pairs of empty eyes looked at them.

These Gu people are slightly different from those in the Miao Village in that their hands still look normal.But they don't have sharp claws, but they all hold weapons, and their movements are not stagnant. What's even more amazing is that they still have aura flowing from their bodies!

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Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

1 bottle of fish raised by A Miao;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!