Pick up a dead man and bring him back

Xian stood up, greeted Dousu and me again, and went out the door with due courtesy. For a while, only the silent sunlight echoed between the two of us.

I really don't have much to say to a man who takes a stab and brings you back.

And I know that this person is tight-lipped. From the moment we met, this person is not usually on guard. He doesn't say anything when asked, but he doesn't look dull.

I suddenly remembered one thing. When this person knew my name for the first time, his attitude changed drastically. He agreed to cooperate with me at that time, but this time, it was obvious that the sword in the middle was going to kill me, but After knowing my name, another big change.

"I……"

"gentlemen……"

The two suddenly spoke at the same time.

I paused, a little surprised, and said, "You talk first."

"Sir... rest at ease..." The tone was uneasy for the first time, obviously not telling the truth.

I could see it clearly, and I didn't point it out. I looked at his fingers, which were slightly curled together, not in a natural way, and I knew that this man had something to ask of me.

Some accidents, in my impression, Dousu's character is very forbearing, what could make this person call for help like an outsider?

"Thanks to you, that sword has a slight stagnation at the end, so I can't die." I said indifferently, but my tone was not very good.

"I thought Mr. was from a single family."

The answer... well, I accept it.

"Why did Mu Yue arrest me?" I was most concerned about the question.

In fact, when Dou Su wanted to take me away for the first time, I vaguely knew that Mu Yue was the one who wanted me, but I was too concerned about the direction of Shiba and Shanfu before. This matter was just put in my mind After going through it again, I didn't delve into it.

What I do know about Mu Yue is that he is from Yangzhou, but he lives in Qingzhou. Qingzhou is close to Liangzhou. Liangzhou is the most barren place. There is a desert beyond the border. Food and water in the desert are quite Jingui things, but Qingzhou, which is only four or five miles away, is a virgin forest, rich in various species.

Mu Yue was in business in Qingzhou, most of his businesses were valuables such as cloth and jewelry. He raised a group of dead men and engaged in some assassination activities. Apart from the Shan family, the most famous ones were the dead men he raised.

It is said that Mu Yue's appearance is outstanding, there is a faint fragrance in every look, and he will shine when he smiles. Of course, such a description is very unreliable for me, a future person, but I also understand that this person's appearance must be top-notch Yes, people in ancient times were mostly superstitious, and would deify some ordinary people.

"Me? Jun Ming? Or 27? Long time no see." Suddenly there was a chuckle outside the door, like a blooming epiphyllum, covered with a faint brilliance, and the words were charming.

I looked out the door and saw a young man in red, stepping on the ground barefoot, coming slowly, every step was very natural and elegant.

I fixed my eyes on the facial features of this young man, and I was stunned. The appearance of this man can only be described as perfect. His eyes are red phoenix eyes, but they are not small, the arc is extremely elegant, and his nose is round and round Small and cute, but full of charm, the lips are the fullest and brightest I have ever seen. Just by looking at them, I have a strong desire to possess them.

Behind the boy was a man in green clothes, taller than the boy by more than a head, this man had a decisive aura, exuding an undisguised murderous aura, and in this world, such a murderous aura was a warning.

I was so excited by the murderous look that I came back to my senses, but I didn't know when I broke out in a cold sweat.

The boy walked in, and some inexplicable aromas began to float in the surrounding air, "How are you?"

The young man asked, Gu Pan was naturally charming.

I thought for a moment, and hurriedly worked hard to concentrate. The atmosphere around this young man is definitely not innate, but developed later. Most of this kind of martial arts are heresy, confusing people's minds. It's not a day or two, and this kind of kung fu will end up being backlash.

"Thank you for your concern, who is your Excellency?" I replied without a trace of panic on my face.

The pain in my chest became more and more intense, and my body felt faintly hot. I knew that I was being attacked by this young man in front of me. My heart beat faster and my whole body became hot, which increased the pressure on the wound.

"Mu Yue..." The young man smiled, his smile seemed to be magnetic, the young man sat by the bed, his heart beat faster and faster, his cheeks were hot, I couldn't help covering my chest in pain, just listening to this young man Elegantly said: "Or you can call me 127."

"What?" My face was sweating and I was shocked, "Is it Dan 120 Seven?"

"Yes." The boy nodded.

"Aren't you dead?" They were all buried in Shan's house.

"Really? But I'm alive, right?" The boy was not angry, his tone was flat, but I could hear the infinite irony.

"..." I fell silent.

I'm afraid there are a lot of things I don't know, but what I can be sure of is that the Shan family is indeed full of holes, and even the boss of the enemy can lurk in his own power for so long. Discover.

But in the past six months, I haven't found any news that the Shan family is about to collapse.

"You are smaller than I imagined, this martial arts..." I panted, my voice was hoarse, and my consciousness was a little wandering. I looked at Dou Su who was standing behind him, but this man was still standing straight, and The cold-faced man in Tsing Yi looked calm and composed, and I read like a lost mind: "You can't practice anymore."

The pressure suddenly lightened, and I suddenly came back to my senses. My whole body was like being fished out of the water. My chest hurt so bad that my fingertips were cold. What was worse, I took a look at my chest and found that blood was already flowing like a river.

"Sir, you can make terraced fields and Vulcan, you really have some skills." The young man praised, then stretched out a jade-like finger, and touched my wound, stained with blood, but still looked very innocent. Back and forth, the young man smiled and said: "Jun Ming, you will be my confinement from now on, just remember."

fart!

I just said a word when the young man touched the wound with his hand, the pain made me gasp involuntarily.

"What are you? Listen carefully. Your life is mine, and your people are mine. In a word, if you dare to say no, I will kill the entire Yunyan Pavilion. This is your life, is it enough? clear?"

The young man glanced at me contemptuously, his eyes were very indifferent, he stood up, with a smile on his face, handsome, "Huai'an, I'm tired."

The figure in front of me changed, and in the blink of an eye, the man in Tsing Yi had already put the boy on his left shoulder. Although the boy was small, it was impossible for him to sit on another person's shoulder. The left shoulder is more than twice as wide as the right shoulder—this man can move his own bones!

Another hole was almost poked out in my chest. I was moaning and moaning in pain, and my eyes turned black. I didn't know if I had lost too much blood.

"Dou Su, you stay here and serve Jun Ming." The voice just came, but it came from a far away place.I used my internal force to shoot over, and my throat was so shocked that I suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Holding me firmly with both hands, the bandages were opened one by one, and then the wound medicine was sprinkled on. The emerald green medicine powder had just landed on the wound, but it was quickly stained black by the blood.

"No." My breath was weak, but my whole body was extremely hot, "The blood flow is too fast, the medicine powder can't touch the wound, you go get ice..."

Dou Su habitually gave me a wary look, and cut his own wrist without hesitation. The wound was not shallow, and the blood flowed profusely immediately. His eyes were calm and forbearing, and so was his tone.

"The Lord wants me to exchange my life for yours."