The second senior brother is back [Rebirth]

Wu Qiruo caught Liu Yunshu's fallen body in a daze, and tears welled up in his eyes.

She remembered.

She remembered that when they first met, Liu Yunshu was afraid of offending her, so he sat at her door and told her about the customs and customs of all parts of Kyushu; she remembered that Liu Yunshu shyly told her about her love; Make love, agree to stay together for life...

She finally remembered everything, but she could never make up for Liu Yunshu's waiting all these years.

Because he said: Miss Wu, I will never pester you again.

He has always been a man of his word.So now he was lying in her arms, his body gradually getting colder.

Tears washed down his blood-stained face, Wu Qiruo tried to block Liu Yunshu's bloody wound, but it was all in vain.

"Yunshu...Liu Yunshu, please don't die..." Wu Qi begged incoherently, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have let you down for so many years..."

Liu Yunshu's eyes were broken, he heard Wu Qiruo's cry, gathered his last strength, and wiped away her tears.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say: Don't cry, that's fine.

But he couldn't say anything.

The hands that were willing to shield Wu Qiruo from the wind and rain and wipe away the tears still fell to the ground, stained with blood.

Wu Qiruo burst into tears.

Zhu Jianqing has always felt that everyone in the Jianghu of Kyushu is a generation of ants, but he can be manipulated. As long as he is in a bad mood, he can take their lives away at any time.

It was only today that he realized that after being thoroughly enraged, the ants would also possess great power, forcing him to retreat steadily and be seriously injured.

"This is specially used to deal with you. Zhu Jianqing." Rong Yan looked at the enemy who had fallen under the tree, and said expressionlessly, "How does it feel, can you still stand up?"

His right leg had already been cut off by Qu Jingxia, and the vitals that had been repeatedly injured became bloody and bloody, but he still didn't die.

"Ah……"

The pain made Zhu Jianqing numb, and he chuckled, with blood gurgling from the corner of his mouth.

"Rong Yan, you really want to kill me, but unfortunately, neither of us can kill anyone."

"You are not stupid, so I believe that you should have also discovered the violation of this world."

"There have been no immortal cultivators for a long time. Why do martial arts practitioners live a long life, but ordinary people can't? After Wuyin Mountain's harvested life span is put on the gossip plate, where did it go? You really never thought about it. ever?"

"The Wuyin Mountain Spirit is not a god, he was once a human being. Is everything he did not mixed with any selfish desires?"

"Rong Yan, think about it carefully, is this world really as stable as you see it in your eyes?"

Rong Yan hesitated.

It's not that he hasn't thought about these issues, but the lack of natural emotion makes him keep admonishing himself to abide by the rules and not to overstep them.

Zhu Jianqing smiled triumphantly: "Look, you yourself are doubting the rules you follow, so why continue to stick to the rules?"

Rong Yan was about to retort when Shen Tianmian suddenly grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms.

The short arrow gleaming with cold light grazed Rong Yan's cheek and shot into Zhu Jianqing's temple, fatal blow.

Zhu Jianqing's smile froze on his face.

Everyone turned their heads in surprise, Wu Qiruo put down the crossbow in his hand, shot the arrow again, and mended Zhu Jianqing's chest again.

Hatred in his eyes.

Zhu Jianqing vomited a mouthful of blood, raised his hand with difficulty, poked his index finger into the temple along the wound, and pulled out the short arrow that penetrated into the brain.

There are lotus barbs on the arrows, sticking out strands of brains.

"...It's true, Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs..." Zhu Jianqing wiped his hands casually on the front of his shirt, his dark eyes suddenly turned golden, and his body shot out like a bow and arrow.

"!"

"Wu Qiruo! Get out of the way!" Rong Yan shouted loudly, and Lihun Sword followed Zhu Jianqing away.

Blinded by hatred, Wu Qiruo did not dodge or evade, and pulled the trigger again.

Lihun sword pierced Zhu Jianqing's back, and the short arrow sank into his chest, but it still didn't stop him.

Zhu Jianqing held Wu Qiruo in front of him and supported his body: "To be honest, Rong Yan, I don't want to be your enemy, but you are against me everywhere, and I can only do some things, a little I will punish you."

Everyone was afraid of hurting Wu Qiruo, so they hesitated to do it.

Rong Yan frowned: "What are you going to do?"

"Do something interesting, I want to surprise you." Zhu Jianqing smiled faintly at Rong Yan with blood all over his body, "I remember your birthday, September [-]th, right? When it comes, I will give you a surprise.”

As soon as the voice fell, thick black crow feathers fluttered, blocking everyone's sight in an instant.

Rong Yan swung his sword away, and Zhu Jianqing had completely disappeared with Wu Qiruo.

"Brother!" Shen Tianmian held Rong Yan's footsteps, "Forget it, I can't catch up."

"Your sister is still in his hands, I..."

"This is a matter of the Shen family. Even without you, she would be targeted by Zhu Jianqing. It has nothing to do with you."

Rong Yan looked at him steadfastly.

Shen Tianmian touched his cold cheek and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, don't worry."

Rong Yan let go of his defenses, left everyone behind, and returned to Shen's mansion with lightness kung fu.

Liu Yunshu's body was completely cold.

After thinking twice, Wu Chongning wrote a letter to the prefect of Yuzhou, explaining the whole story and asking Liu's family to collect Liu Yunshu's body.

The Wu family is naturally responsible for this matter. Prefect Liu did not embarrass the Wu family. He swallowed the pain of losing his son alone, and turned his head white overnight.

After Wusuer and Liulixue recovered, everyone gathered together again.

"That's the case. Not only are there aristocratic families and sects, but I have also smelled the stench of corpses in the homes of officials from all over Kyushu. It smells very light to me, and you shouldn't feel it."

"Perhaps it has something to do with the surprise he said." When it came to Rong Yan, Shen Tianmian also opened his mouth, "What the hell is it? Not only does it involve martial arts sects, but it also involves court officials?"

Liu Lixue said: "Based on Xiao Wu's conjecture, this Zhu Jianqing didn't just target the wishers, it just happened that these wishers had accidents and were discovered by the emissary."

"This shows that he is not only targeting Rong Yan." Shen Cong Yue rubbed his temples with a headache, "What exactly does he want to do? Can't he come here in a fair manner?"

……

Rong Yan sat on the main seat and remained silent.

He was thinking about Zhu Jianqing's question.

Why do martial arts practitioners live longer?

Where did the collected life go?

What is the significance of the existence of the hidden fog mountain spirit?

There is no way to answer all the questions, and the spirit of Wuyin Mountain has disappeared, so will there be an answer on Wuyin Mountain?

"I want to go back to Wuyin Mountain."

Rong Yan's voice was not loud, but it surprised everyone present.

"You want to go back? Why?" Shen Cong was more puzzled, "If you leave, no one in Kyushu Jianghu can resist Zhu Jianqing."

"I can't resist even if I'm here." Rong Yan said flatly, "The envoys of Wuyin Mountain can't find each other. Zhu Jianqing killed people within the scope of Kyushu. We followed the trail to catch him, too passive."

"So you want to go back to Wuyin Mountain to investigate Zhu Jianqing?" Qu Jingxia asked.

"Yes, it's better than waiting here for him to kill someone."

Shen Tianmian sorted Rong Yan's baggage in the room.

"...Brother, do you have to go back?"

"Correct."

"I'll accompany you."

"..." Rong Yan turned his head, looked at Shen Tianmian who was pretending to be relaxed, nodded and said: "Okay."

There was a strong stench in the dirty prison.

Rong Yan leaned against the corner and fell asleep.

The disciples of the Guiyun Sect who switched with him felt uneasy, full of fear of the unknown.

They had no idea what was going on, and when they woke up, they were already in prison.

Chu Wumai has been taken away for many days.

In the first few days, they could still hear his screams and pain, but now, they have completely lost his voice.

"Tap, tap, tap—"

The sound of heels hitting the bricks was getting closer.

"Huh...you guys haven't slept yet?" The childish voice echoed in the cramped prison.

Holding the woman's head in his arms, Zhu Jianqing walked down the steps step by step, with a brisk and naughty tone: "That's right, I want to ask, do any of you know how to do needlework? Sewing or something?"

There was a commotion among Guiyun sect disciples, no one dared to respond.

"With so many people, no one can mend clothes?" Zhu Jianqing was a little annoyed, "What's the matter with you famous families? Are you raising a bunch of trash?!"

Rong Yan was woken up.

"Sew what?" He rubbed his sour eyes, got up and walked to the front of the crowd, "What do you want to sew?"

Zhu Jianqing's eyes lit up, and he raised his head in his arms: "Sew my sister!"

Rong Yan hesitated for a moment, then nodded in response.

Zhu Jianqing raised his arms and cheered, and released Rong Yan.

Rong Yan grew up with Ruan Qingge, and his mending skills are naturally not bad. He threaded needles and threads, and began to mend the woman's scattered body carefully.

"Are you afraid?"

"...Don't be afraid." Rong Yan said calmly, "It's just sewing up corpses, it's not much different from sewing up other people's wounds."

Zhu Jianqing saw that he was really not afraid, so he leaned on his cheek and said, "You are such a good person. I asked many people to help me before, but they refused. They either cried bitterly or knelt down and begged for mercy. It's annoying."

Rong Yan concentrated on sewing the woman's arm and did not reply.

"What's your name?"

"Proud."

"Is it the one with Rongyan?"

"Correct."

"Oh..." Zhu Jianqing couldn't find a topic, so he sat back in frustration.

After a while, he asked again: "Sister and Dad are my favorite people, do you have a favorite person?"

Rong Yan stopped and asked, "What is liking?"

"This..." Zhu Jianqing was stopped by his question, and after a moment of thought, he said, "Don't you all know what you like?"

"This 'you' does not include me. I am naturally emotionally thin and cannot understand too complicated emotions."

"You..." Zhu Jianqing's eyes sparkled, and he shouted excitedly: "You can't understand either! This is so wonderful!"

Rong Yan glanced at him with displeasure, and calmly closed the needle and tied the knot.

The woman's body has been sewn up.

She should have been a beautiful and graceful woman during her lifetime.

Zhu Jianqing happily dragged the woman's body away.

Rong Yan was sent back to the cell by Zhu Jianqing.

"Second Senior Brother!" A group of disciples gathered around, "How is it! Did you find anything? What exactly is he going to do?"

Rong Yan shook his head: "I didn't see anything..."

"whispering sound……"

The disciples groaned in disgust, and sat back down again.

"It would be great if the elder brother came, he will definitely take us away."

Rong Yan sat in the corner with his knees hugged, his head resting on a stone brick, and gradually fell asleep.