Sword Net Three Strategies Hidden One Thought Becomes Calamity

Now that his leg is injured, if Ye Junqian tries to kill him with all his strength, Shen Xiao has no chance of winning. Judging by Ye Junqian's appearance, it definitely doesn't look like he is joking.

But how could he do it against Ye Junqian.Shen Xiao fended off the light sword, clamped his legs against the horse's belly, gritted his teeth and turned around with all his might, this movement was already causing him pain and his complexion turned pale.In this moment of stalemate, three more darts were nailed to the horse's leg, the white horse screamed and jumped up, Shen Xiao immediately lost his center of gravity and fell off the horse.

The sword's edge was like a golden thunder, stabbing in front of the eyes, and the gun was held on the barrel with both hands, and sparks flew everywhere.Shen Xiao fought and retreated, looking at Ye Junqian as if he wanted to confirm something from his eyes, he saw Ye Junqian's frowning and red eyes, the moment his eyes made contact, Ye Junqian shook his head again, and jumped back to avoid He opened it, and when half of his body was flying in the air, he raised his heavy sword in his hand and slashed forward.

At least Shen Xiao could clearly see Ye Junqian's cruel determination at the moment when he avoided his gaze.

Well, Shen Xiao's nose was sore, but he laughed at himself like a self-deprecating expression. It turns out that today, what should not be strangers, what is the promise of misty rain, all are - lied to me.

The beggar gang of storytellers clapped the chopping board and read in a tune: "Foretell what will happen next, and let's listen to the next chapter to break it down!" The whole house in the teahouse was full of protests and noisy noises.

The beggar gang jumped to the ground, Zhao Yunrui walked over as usual, and filled his jar with wine.The beggar gang bowed to express their thanks and left the teahouse.

Seeing that the storyteller had left, everyone was bored, and the noise gradually died down, but as if they didn't have enough fun, they chatted softly about the fate of the two people in the story.Some said that Shen Xiao died under Ye Junqian's sword, some said that the matter was not so exaggerated at all and that the beggar gang was bragging.

The two Tibetan sword disciples who sat silently in the corner seemed out of place.

"Senior Brother Ye," Ye Shuang, the younger brother, saw that his brother had looked unhappy and worried since the beggar gang came to the teahouse to tell stories, so he quietly tugged at the corner of Ye Junqian's sleeve.

There seemed to be a flash of light in Ye Junqian's dark eyes, but it was only fleeting, and he fell into a thicker depression.

Ye Shuang kept her voice to a minimum, moved closer to Ye Junqian, and asked cautiously, "Brother, then, what happened to you then?"

later?

Ye Junqian also didn't want to think about that matter for more than a year - the heavy rain that day, the blood-stained Nanping River bank that day, and himself and Shen Xiao who were almost collapsed at that time.

"Won't you regret it?"

He wanted to stab the sword to the vital point several times, but he couldn't stop being ruthless and held back.Jiang Chuan's people chased after him, and Shen Xiao could only flee to the outside of the alliance.Ye Junqian left the crowd first, and he chased Shen Xiao all night, until he was outside the Haoqi League, on the bank of the Nanping River.At that time, Shen Xiao was already covered in cuts and bruises, and blood stains could be seen everywhere on his body, but Shen Xiao was smiling, exhausted, as if mocking himself for not being able to kill a killer.

"cough……"

Shen Xiao panted heavily, and leaned against the tree without strength, and then a large puddle of blood gushed out from his throat and spat on the ground.Ye Junqian pushed the blade to Shen Xiao's neck, but still stopped, as if there was a force blocking him.

It seemed that the only thing that could be heard was his real flustered heartbeat, as well as Shen Xiao's voice - a low, weak and piercing laughing sound.

"Heh, hahaha..."

The light sword in Ye Junqian's hand trembled violently.

Shen Xiao raised his head, the blood on his face was ferocious, covering up the heroic spirit on his brows in the past.

"Do you think this is kindness to me?"

The sound of Ye Junqian's inhalation trembled violently, his red eyes seemed to ooze blood, he put his strength on the edge of the light sword, and raised his hand as if he was about to cut it off.

"I don't understand!" Ye Junqian almost roared: "What is the life of a fellow robe in your eyes! You were forced to leave the Haoqi League. If you say resentment, you come to hate my cowardice, my master's heartlessness, and my traitor's viciousness." , why do you want to vent your anger on those innocent guards again!"

When Shen Xiao heard Ye Junqian's words, his eyes darkened, and he knew that he was being plotted against again.The smile gradually froze, Shen Xiao opened his mouth, but this time he didn't say any words of defense to Ye Junqian.

"you also……"

No more text.The end of the story disappeared in the sound of drizzle piercing the leaves.

You don't believe me anymore, so what's the point of explaining.

It can't be said that it was resentment, but it was barely supporting his consciousness, his eyelashes were as heavy as lead, and he was already at the end of his life, but he still had to look at Ye Junqian, and picture every slight change in his expression in his eyes.

"Since this is the end, why...don't you kill me?" Shen Xiao said in a low voice, "Don't be stupid. Give me a sharp sword, and don't make me..."

There seemed to be a sob in his throat, Shen Xiao paused, his already difficult panting disguised his grief.

"Don't let me be riddled with holes and tortured to death..."

as a plea.

The blood was gurgling from the wound, blending with the rain, and the blood faded away, as if declaring the passing of life.Bearing the pain all over his body, Shen Xiao felt that he was tired. Seeing Ye Junqian gritted his teeth, he closed his eyes with peace of mind, although he was still unwilling...

The heartbeat became slower and slower, perhaps he had lost too much blood, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. Whether it was Ye Junqian's footsteps, the sound of swinging a sword, or what Ye Junqian said, Shen Xiao never heard of it again. hear.

"Sorry……"

Ye Junqian made up his mind.The light sword did not stab Shen Xiao, but followed him with a wave of his hand, and fell into the river in an arc, splashing waves and drifting with the current.

The man covered in blood fainted there, and the young man in brocade clothes stared at him with lowered eyes. After a while, he turned around and flew away with luck.

I'm sorry, no matter how many sins you bear, I can't be cruel to kill you, and I will forgive you.

"Senior brother didn't kill him?" Ye Shuangjin sighed softly, and was not surprised. It was not the first day that Ye Shuangxing knew that his senior brother was so obsessed with upholding justice in his heart but at the same time infatuated with a person's heart.

Ye Junqian nodded.After drinking a pot of tea, he got up and walked towards Zhao Yunrui, leaving behind a silver ingot.The setting sun hangs over the lake in Yangzhou City, red like blood.Ye Junqian took another look, then stepped out of the teahouse with his junior brother.

"Brother, where is he now?"

Ye Junqian closed his eyes and shook his head.

"He was right. I swung my sword at him but didn't kill him. I regretted it after all." Ye Junqian used the most flat tone, even though there was too much pain in the flatness. "Seeing that he was unconscious, I turned around and turned back to my master. I lied that he was seriously injured and fell into the river. It was more or less ominous. I just asked the master to take back the pursuit and kill him and save him a way out. But I heard Tang He come to clarify and find out who he was. I was framed by someone... Then I realized that it seemed too late to recover everything..."

I thought he was the one who broke his promise first, but how did he know that I was the one who betrayed him in the end——

Ye Junqian was up in the air, the cold wind and rain came head-on, gradually moistening the eye sockets.Excessive eagerness mixed with regret and fear surged up in my heart, and it was stuck in my throat, aching and astringent.

Soon, right ahead—

With a pale face and bloodless lips, he secretly said Shen Xiao's name countless times.If so he will forgive himself, if then he will not disappear.

After all, it's too naive.

When Ye Junqian landed, he saw a palpitating pool of blood under the tree.

"Do not……!"

Ye Junqian opened his mouth, his eyes dimmed, and he knelt down in a pool of blood.Clutching his hair with both hands, he cried out like a complete breakdown.

"Shen Xiao—!"

The heart-piercing voice echoed between the stone walls of the empty mountain, but it couldn't reach the ear of that person.

"He's not dead."

Jingle bells.Accompanied by a familiar man's voice suddenly sounded, like the sound of sand in the desert under the moon, deep and far away.A few words woke people up like a thunderbolt, Ye Junqian followed the direction of the voice, looked up suddenly, and saw a man from the Western Regions with a white hood standing on the branch of a tree.

The wind raised the brim of the hat a little, half revealing the colored glazed pupils.

Lu Jie.

What a villain said can be distinguished from the truth to the falsehood.At this moment, Ye Junqian believed in the comer without any suspicion like a man at the end of his life.

"Tell me, where is he?!" Ye Junqian stood up, trembling with excitement.

"No comment."

Lu Jieyun responded calmly.Seeing the hostility in Ye Junqian's eyes, he began to persuade and added: "Even if I tell you, so what, do you want to kill him, or let him return to the Haoqi League, and he will die due to other excuses in the future?" In Jiang Chuan's hands?"

"You can't do it." Lu Jie smiled, and without waiting for Ye Junqian's words to answer, he calmly gave Ye Junqian this sentence of judgment, "The Haoqi League can't tolerate Shen Xiao."

"You tell me where he is! I have something to say..."

Lu Jie immediately interjected and interrupted: "The vast rivers and lakes, we will meet again if we are destined." As soon as he finished speaking, with the melodious sound of the copper bell, he let the wind melt away his figure, and quickly disappeared from Ye Junqian's sight.

"Wait!" Ye Junqian stood up, but failed to catch up with Lu Jie, watching the person who seemed to know Shen Xiao's whereabouts and safety disappear.

"Afterwards, I visited the world's medical centers and places he might go, even Kunlun and the Valley of the Evil, but I haven't found any news about him."

The setting sun sinks in the sky, and the brilliance flows between the ripples of the lake, leaving the dazzling and unreal beauty in the eyes of others. It is fleeting, but it evokes many past events in the memory in a trance.

One month after Shen Xiao disappeared.

The League found a new military doctor to take office, but Jiang Chuan did not let Su Liyue go as agreed, but sent Su Liyue directly to the repeat offender dungeon.

Then came the news that Gu Lin's hard work in January finally captured the stronghold of Qutangxia Rapids, and Gu Lin rushed back to the alliance, inevitably knowing the bad news about Shen Xiao.

That day, Gu Lin broke into the sword casting furnace regardless of the obstacles, and slapped Shen Xiao's token on the table, almost trying to suppress his anger, and questioned him in a hoarse voice.

"why?"

With a sullen face, Ye Junqian swung the forging hammer in his hand, Dang, Dang, time seemed to loop endlessly amidst the persistent beating sound.

"Why, why even you have to stand opposite him!"

Gu Lin's answer was still the same sound of forging, and a few beams of sparks were rubbed off from the newly formed soldiers, splashing down on the bluestone platform.The forging person has been silent.

"Even if it was for you, Shen Xiao would not commit acts of slaughtering innocent people, I don't believe you don't know this!"

Seeing Ye Junqian's gloomy appearance, Gu Lin couldn't ask any answer despite the resentment in his heart. In the end, he could only shake his hands and leave the sword casting furnace.After some time, the sound of forging finally stopped, Ye Junqian stretched out his hand to caress the newly cast nipple, sighing that there was no one available.

Night, I don't know when it has covered the sky.

The author has something to say: I spent 5W6 words and finally finished the first part. .good. .heart block