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Those who achieve great things don't stick to small details, don't indulge in personal feelings, don't act on whim, and the most important thing is to stop when they are done.Jiang Lingxin taught Shen Guan literary talent and martial arts, scheming and plotting, but he did not teach him a cold heart.Shen Guan was so moved that he couldn't even hold the knife steadily.

King Wu Jing fell from the horse, and the evidence of the crime of treason was conclusive. Shen Guan personally escorted King Wu Jing and others to the imperial prison, but he secretly let go of the youngest son of King Wu Jing's family.

Later, Jiang Lingxin watched helplessly as his only disciple betrayed the Tianyi Mansion by deceiving others for personal reasons, even ignoring his life time and time again.That all-or-nothing energy really resembles a person.

In Yongjia County, Kuozhou, Jiang Lingxin saw Shen Guan for the last time.He looked at the bluestone steps in the Jiangnan alley from a distance. The child he brought up with one hand was already in his thirties. He was dressed in blue and plain clothes, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, and the water in his eyes was like the continuous drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River.The kid from the Xie family still had a cold, stinking face, frowned and reprimanded Shen Guan when he put his warm coat on Shen Guan's shoulders, but skillfully wrapped the skirt of the coat tightly with his hands.Shen Guan smiled, and picked up the little girl who was stumbling on the ground and learning to walk.

When the sun sets, smoke rises from the roof, and the twilight in the sky is also gentle.

Jiang Lingxin tied the black cloak around his shoulders, turned over and rode away. At the ferry of the town, Zhou Yan leaned against a weeping willow and drank wine.

The two passed each other, neither of them saying a word.

The light boat is leisurely, Jiang Ling looks back, the figures at the ferry have been blurred, but they still haven't left.

In the spring of the second year, the leader of the cult who was detained in the Imperial Prison fled and went all the way to the northwest.Back then, the cult Bailian Dao was founded by this person, and under the banner of Buddha, he recruited believers and provoked wars in various places. If this person sees the light of day again, there is no guarantee that he will not make a comeback.

Jiang Lingxin was ordered to track down the whereabouts of this person, and if he found him, he would kill him.That man was very cunning, he was almost caught and escaped several times along the way.Finally, outside Yumen Pass, Jiang Lingxin and his party surrounded the leader, besieged him for three days, and beheaded him by the sword.The clinker man was so cunning, and he was very familiar with the terrain, he lured them into an underground cave, and put them together before he died.

Jiang Lingxin lost more than 30 shadow guards, and the last bright arrow for help was sent out, and the support guards did not know when they would arrive.There are many traps in this city, but in just a few hours, there are fewer and fewer people around, and the black clothes are stained with blood, revealing a deeper black.In the end, Jiang Lingxin was the only one left.

In the dark stone path, there is a light in the distance.

Jiang Lingxin smelled a strange fragrance, and it was too late to hold his breath, the fragrance penetrated into his lungs, and the wounds on his body gradually disappeared.Then he started seeing a lot of people...

Many people who died long ago, most of these people died at his hands, some remembered their names, and some even had unfamiliar faces.It was an illusion, and Jiang Lingxin immediately understood what the strange fragrance was just now.

Nothing to be afraid of.Jiang Lingxin drew his sword slowly, closed his eyes, and listened to the sounds around him as he swung his sword.

Back then, I was able to kill you once, but now I can kill you a second time, a third time... The blade cuts down, making a muffled sound that penetrates into the bone, and even feels like blood splattered all over your face.

"Junior brother." He whispered jokingly.Jiang Lingxin opened his eyes, and the second senior brother had a smile that was not a smile.

Jiang Ling raised his eyebrows.

The second senior brother smiled evilly: "Did you miss senior brother?"

Jiang Lingxin nodded, pierced the second senior brother's heart with a sword, and brought out a string of blood beads when he drew the sword.Then he killed the elder brother and his master without hesitation.

The road seemed to have no end, but the light in the distance was still there, Jiang Lingxin started to stagger, and there were countless ghost cries in his ears, sobbing filled his ears, and his headache was about to split.

Jiang Lingxin seemed to have been scratched by a ghost claw in the darkness again, and the blood slowly faded away. With a muffled groan, he pressed his forehead and said softly, enduring the headache, "Shut up, it's so noisy."

The ghost cried and whimpered non-stop, clamoring for his life.

"Death?" Jiang Lingxin straightened his skinny back, and suddenly smiled and said, "Evil monsters and monstrosities, who harm the country, should be killed. Those who are greedy for profit, who harm the people's livelihood, should be killed. Do everything possible, Those who hinder me from accomplishing things should be killed. I, Jiang Lingxin, have been in charge of Tianyi Mansion for 32 years, but I have never regretted killing anyone I have killed."

The cold blade is drawn out, nothing is there, and the ghostly sound in the ear gradually fades away.

Blood dripped from his fingers, and Jiang Lingxin walked towards the light step by step. When he reached the end, he saw a person standing with his back to him.

Jiang Ling paused in his heart.The man turned his head when he heard the sound, his brows and eyes were clear and graceful.It's Zhou Yan.

Jiang Lingxin's face was pale, his fingertips were slightly clenched, and he lifted the long sword.

Zhou Yan smiled brightly like a star: "Ma'am."

Jiang Ling was stunned for a moment, then slowly put down the hand holding the sword, shook his head for a long time and let out a sneer.Zhou Yan stepped forward, stretched out his hand to press Jiang Lingxin into his arms, and said, "Xin'er."

Tiredness appeared on Jiang Ling's brows, he gently closed his eyes and rested his chin on Zhou Yan's shoulder, and murmured: "You're getting old, don't call it that, it's disgusting."

Zhou Yan laughed so hard that his shoulders twitched, and he stuck to Jiang Lingxin's ear and said, "Listen to you, after so many years, are you tired by yourself?"

The corners of Jiang Lingxin's eyes were slightly sour, and he slowly lowered his head.

"Don't leave when you're tired, okay?" Zhou Yan smiled lightly and took Jiang Lingxin's hand holding the sword, and the blade of the sword slowly pressed against Jiang Lingxin's neck.

Jiang Ling felt a chill on his neck, he knew that this hallucination was tempting him to commit suicide, as long as he turned the blade back with a little force, everything in front of him would disappear.

But, why bother?As Zhou Yan said, since you are tired, you might as well stop here.

"Will you stay with me?" Jiang Lingxin asked.

Zhou Yan kissed the corner of his eyes, and said softly, "I'll always be with you, and I won't go anywhere."

Jiang Lingxin smiled, closed his eyes, and said, "Zhou Yan, I'm not being lured and killed by you, I'm willing."

Blood fell on the stone steps, and the dots of fireflies gradually dissipated in the darkness.

Three days later, Mao Si led the people all the way to find the city cave, and saw Jiang Lingxin on the stone steps not far from the exit.His body was icy cold, his black clothes were soaked in blood, and his eyes were calm.Mao Si stumbled and threw himself on the stone steps, carefully picked up Jiang Lingxin, seemed to be crying but not crying, and left madly.

Half a year later, Tianyi Mansion changed hands, and Jianglingxin no longer existed in the world.