This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

The lobby is well lit and well laid out.A pair of couplets hang on the wall facing the door, the right handwriting reads "Prime Minister Bai knows how to press the sword", and the left handwriting reads "Zhumen Zaoda laughs and plays the crown".The strokes are majestic and free-spirited, strong and powerful, even if there is no private seal or signature, it can be seen that the person who wrote this word is a master of calligraphy.

Standing right against the wall is a wide mahogany table with the Eight Immortals, with a grand master's chair on each side. Undefeated.

Shangguan Haitang pushed open the secret door in the hidden corner and came out, sat down on a grand teacher's chair with a sullen face, and took another look at the calligraphy couplet hanging on the wall before sitting down.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, even if he looked at this place a hundred times, Shangguan Haitang would never have imagined that it would be a large torture hall with extremely cruel and complete torture instruments—this torture hall almost hollowed out the entire mountain, and the scale was beyond beyond imagination.

Rong Xuehuai calmly came out of the secret door with a calm expression, wiping her fingers with a wet pure white handkerchief in her hand.He has a reputation of being cruel and cruel outside, but his face is quite gentle and peaceful.Just now when he took off the bamboo hat and met Mr. Peony Hua, he even surprised the young Mr. Hua, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Shangguan Haitang looked up at this humble and elegant face, and felt that this person gave him the feeling of this torture hall. Even if he looked at this face a thousand times, he could not imagine that a person with such eyes would actually It will be so tricky.

The tea was brewed before the two of them entered the torture hall, and now the temperature is just right for drinking.Rong Xuehuai filled both of their glasses to seventy percent, and pushed one of them to Shangguan Haitang.

"I don't want to drink. I'm not in the mood or appetite."

Shangguan Haitang looked at the cup of tea indifferently.White steaming mist hovers around the mouth of the strong tea cup, and those who are good at this way can feel refreshed just by smelling it.However, Shangguan Haitang looked at the white mist, but could only think that in such a short period of time, there was not enough time for a pot of tea to cool down, so Rong Xuehuai used an easy method to make the demon disciple open his mouth .

Rong Xuehuai smiled understandingly: "Every time I don't agree with you coming to see it, but you always follow me. But after watching it, I still feel very bad... Haitang, why do you find yourself unhappy?"

"I didn't expect it either." Shangguan Haitang smiled stiffly: "I didn't expect it. I watched your torture five times in total. During these five times, your torture method has never been the same."

Mr. Hanyuhua picked up the teacup and scraped the floating leaves with the lid, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just took a sip of tea and said in a moist voice: "If this really makes you so uncomfortable, you might as well put it in the small Rong Xuehuai of Tiefeng and Rong Xuehuai who is not in Xiaotiefeng are treated as two people."

"Good idea." Shangguan Haitang turned her eyes and lowered her voice: "What about the 'Poisonous Hands and Blood Lotus', 'Evil and Congenial', and 'Purgatory Ruthless'? Do I also regard you at that time as another Rong Xuehuai? ?”

"If this makes you more comfortable and happy, I naturally support you in doing so."

Rong Xuehuai turned her head to the side, and smiled at Shangguan Haitang, her smile was usually gentle and inclusive.Shangguan Haitang looked at this smile, and she couldn't connect this young man in snow clothes who was kind and attentive to friends, respectful and enthusiastic towards life with the rumors.

However, this is not the first time he has seen with his own eyes, how vicious Rong Xuehuai can go to torture people.

Shangguan Haitang couldn't help but think of the Tianmo Mountain that was slaughtered.From the elders of the suzerain to the registered disciples, all of them were twisted into pieces of flesh no thicker than a finger. Blood flowed from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. Meat sauce covered the entire mountain road, and hordes of vultures circling and eating on the mountain , as long as January.

But the instigator is sitting here in a refined and quiet outfit, and he can still worry about his friend who likes to pretend to be a woman who is not good at combing her hair and doesn't wear hairpins in the past;

Shangguan Haitang thinks that he should be Rong Xuehuai's closest friend in the world, but even so, sometimes when he and Rong Xuehuai are alone, he still feels a little unreal: "Xuehuai...you are really good to us. Great."

"Baihuadao has always been in the same spirit. Not to mention that you and I are young friends, and I have accepted the favor of the old flower master Peony. If I don't make some arrangements carefully, wouldn't it be my intentions?"

Shangguan Haitang nodded, and suddenly asked: "What about Wen Zhe? You are not close to people, and you suddenly brought a half-blood back, which caused people to talk about it. I thought that child offended you somewhere, and I don't want to think about it today." At first sight, you were quite nice to him."

Rong Xuehuai and Shangguan Haitang have been friends for many years, and there are very few things between the two that they cannot talk about.Rong Xuehuai didn't shy away from this topic, he smiled lightly, and sighed: "Haitang, if I say that I want to be gentle because he is very similar to me back then, do you believe it or not?"

"... Where does it look like?"

Rong Xuehuai has been the pride of heaven since he was a child, but Wen Zhe is a lowly half-blood; He is a well-known figure among his peers, but Wen Zhe has short-sightedness, and has not touched the edge of Taoism in 17 years.

How do they look like?

"The origin, appearance, temperament, and situation are all different, right? You probably don't know, what makes me feel like him is not these foreign objects, but the way he was pushed to the extreme when I first met him. kind of despair."

Rong Xuehuai's eyes gradually moved away, and she said in a daze: "I was so sad to see him at that time. This child is only in his teens, how could he be teased by fate and experience such deep and dark despair?"

When Shangguan Haitang heard the word despair, her body trembled involuntarily.

He picked up the tea that Rong Xuehuai had poured himself, rubbed the cup in his hand, and after a while, he spoke hoarsely.

"Xuehuai, over the years, I have never dared to ask you: During those ten years in the abyss of extreme hell...before you failed to subdue the ice and fire red lotus...you...how did you live?"

Rong Xuehuai did not immediately answer this question.

He slowly drank his tea, stared blankly at the empty teacup for a while, and then slowly said: "It's very exciting, very rich, and very impressive. Rong Xuehuai will probably never forget it in his life." .”

Seeing Mr. Haitang's hesitant expression, and still having something to say, Mr. Hanhuahua smiled slightly: "Over the years, I know that you have guessed a lot of old things... After all, it's all over. If you can Satisfy your curiosity all the time, just ask whatever you want.”

Shangguan Haitang stood up. Facing the couplet behind him, he read softly: "Prime Minister Bai knows that he still presses the sword... This writing has a deep and wild meaning, and it also has a very strong sense of sadness. Ordinary people see it I can’t make it out, but I can tell that it’s your handwriting from the details. You don’t usually write such words, let alone such content.”

Rong Xuehuai smiled slightly, knowing that Mr. Haitang deliberately started with this word, so that the atmosphere would not be so tense and stiff all of a sudden.He followed the other party's words: "That's right, this letter was written when I just climbed out of the abyss of extreme hell."

Begonia Huajun nodded, and said again: "When you entered the abyss of extreme hell, I was young and didn't think so much. The abyss of extreme hell is a place where people who have fallen for thousands of years can still climb up. .But there are ice and fire red lotuses there. I just thought that I gave you some illusion of pressure..."

Rong Xuehuai really laughed out loud this time, and he asked, "It's totally irrelevant. Haitang, why do you think so?"

"Because you have already told me that you will definitely give up the position of domain master to your senior brother. Compared with the status of Yingri domain master, the second disciple of Yingri domain is naturally very different. I thought you were the same as the soon-to-be I, who inherited Jasper and Begonia, felt inferior compared to myself, so I wanted to get that ice-fire red lotus from the abyss of extreme hell. For a long time, when I thought you couldn't come back, I always blamed myself."

"I know." Rong Xuehuai looked far away: "When I climbed up, the traces of you going to the abyss of extreme hell to pay homage to me were still there. I pinched a paper flower down, and it is still there."

Shangguan Haitang's face was a little moved, but his narrating voice was still steady: "I didn't think something was wrong until your master took your senior brother down before his death. At that time, your relationship with your senior brother was too good, too good When we parted, you also told me to give up the position of domain master to your senior brother, and after you left your senior brother cried until he choked on blood...so I never thought about that aspect."

"However, when you came up, this kind of injustice magnified to the extreme. You went down to the abyss of extreme hell, and your senior brother cried for seven days, and the tears dried up; Why did you just go to the grave after knowing your senior brother’s death? And this calligraphy is still hanging in the execution hall, I really can’t figure it out.”

Jun Hanhua raised a hand suddenly, interrupting Mr. Haitang's momentum.He said: "Don't lay the groundwork, Haitang, what do you want to ask, just ask quickly, I will tell you everything."

"That's good." Shangguan Haitang turned to Rong Xuehuai, he was a little nervous, and even picked up the teacup on the table as a cover: "You were... the abyss of extreme hell... Xuehuai, did your senior brother push you down? "

Rong Xuehuai slowly closed her eyes, there was only a square table between them, Shangguan Haitang could see the other's arm on the table, her fingers were trembling slightly.

After a while, as if Rong Xuehuai was ready, she smiled miserably and palely, untied her skirt, and opened her heart to Shangguan Haitang.

Shangguan Haitang gasped!After recognizing the seventeen knives criss-crossing in the opponent's heart, which seemed to be piercing through the sword, the teacup in his hand was squeezed into fine lines, and the green tea overflowed from the cracks and flowed all over his hands. .

"This is yours... all yours..."

Rong Xuehuai did not speak, and silently arranged her clothes.

Yes, his.

His senior brother, holding the famous sword he made for his senior brother, using the ultimate move he thought of as a gift to his senior brother, knocked him down on his birthday for the sake of a domain master that he was about to give up. into the abyss of extreme hell.

"Shen Zhou swordsmanship is a desperate move that I made up as a birthday present for senior brother, so the sword never misses the vital point...Senior brother, he learned it really well, every sword, every sword...all pierced in my heart."

"It was only then that I realized... It turns out that the edge of the Canyun Sword was sharpened by me, and it turns out that the Shen Zhou sword technique can also be used for sneak attacks..."

Shangguan Haitang stood up abruptly, the cup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered, he bent across the table to hold Rong Xuehuai's shoulder, but Rong Xuehuai grabbed his hand instead and shook it firmly .

"Okay, Haitang, sit down. I've said everything, the matter is over in the end, and I have nothing to do with it. As for what happened back then, I will tell you slowly."