ten steps one kill

to build a real wall.

He remembered that Song Yungui said that the caves on Yingzhou Island were formed by sea erosion and ran through the north and south mountain ranges. The structures inside were intricate and extended in all directions. Strangers would easily lose their way if they strayed into it.

In other words, the person who built this wall must be very familiar with the terrain of the island. It is the rainy season, and the rocks are sometimes loose. The tools were buried deep in the soft soil, and the rocks were chopped into pieces, causing the stones to roll and pile up here.

The thickness of the falling rocks is astonishing, and it cannot be moved by one person.Liu Hongfeng yelled loudly, gathered all the people in the Xiling village together, and exerted their strength together, but they still couldn't shake the piled stones.

The flames behind everyone showed no signs of extinguishing. Instead, with the help of Night Breeze, they burned more and more vigorously, and the smoke became thicker and thicker.

There are falling rocks in front and wildfires in the back. The air in the cave is getting hotter and hotter, and even breathing has become more and more difficult.

"Brother Liu, what should we do..." Qi Shun's voice trembled.

Most of the people in the sea of ​​fire were not burned to death by the flames, but were choked to death by the thick smoke first.The enemy is obviously well aware of this, probably mixed with smoky oil in the wood, thick smoke rises everywhere, making it impossible for people to escape.

Liu Hongfeng said loudly: "Everyone, calm down first, inhale as little smoke as possible, there is water on the ground, take off your clothes and wet them, and cover your mouth and nose!"

Everyone quickly squatted down and immersed their clothes in the water in the low-lying place, but the water volume was too small to last long.If you want to survive, you must find a way to escape.

Since the road ahead was blocked and the stone could not be moved away, he could only consider escaping from the entrance. However, the flames were high and hot, and the soles of his feet were twisted. The depression is uneven, and it is difficult to use lightness kung fu. If you accidentally trip over it, you will definitely be buried in the sea of ​​flames and die extremely painfully.

If there was only Liu Hongfeng alone, he would choose to take the risk, but right now there are more than [-] people in Xiling Village, and he doesn't want any of them to die for no reason.

Qi Shun squatted on the ground, whimpering softly: "I don't want...don't become like Feng Guangsheng..."

The young Xilingzhai warrior suffered death in the first battle. Standing in front of the gate of hell, his strong shoulders shook like a sieve, and the clothes in his hands fell to the ground.

"Don't be afraid, calm down, there will be a solution." Liu Hongfeng comforted him, and handed him the clothes she had soaked in water.

Losing the last layer of protection, Liu Hongfeng was exposed to the sea of ​​flames, and the instant burning pain almost made him unconscious. There were bursts of anxiety in his bare arms, and his whole body seemed to melt into a puddle of muddy water.

If trapped to death here, wouldn't the past ten years become a joke.

Unwilling to die like this, he endured the pain and raised his head, looking around in despair. At this moment, a familiar call sounded faintly in his ears.

"Liu Hongfeng! Where did you die?"

His voice was very high-pitched, and he roared hoarsely, piercing through the wind and smoke and drifting into the depths of the cave.

"Beast! If you are here, hurry up and squeak—!"

It's really hard to find another such annoying kid in this world.

Liu Hongfeng felt sore eyes, so he raised his voice and shouted, "What are you talking about, I'm still alive!"

The soles of his feet suddenly gained strength, he stood up, and walked towards the entrance against the thick smoke.Finally, he saw Liu Qian's shadow, standing on the opposite side of the sea of ​​flames, waving at him on tiptoe: "The fire here is too hot, I can't put it out! What should I do!"

He gazed intently into the distance, and saw that Liu Qian's face was also burnt, his hair seemed to have been set on fire, and his clothes were also unscathed.

"Are you stupid, don't come here, such a big fire, be careful to burn you into charcoal."

Liu Qian didn't listen to his warning, and still walked forward against the fire, but was forced to retreat again and again.Liu Hongfeng watched him struggle repeatedly from a distance, but he was powerless. After all, he was just a child, what could he do in the face of such a big fire.

"Don't you understand human language? Go away." Liu Hongfeng roared.

"Bah, I'm not leaving!" Liu Qian said, "I want to rescue you, so you can thank me sincerely."

"What can you do alone?"

"It's not just me!"

Liu Hongfeng was startled, and then saw another figure approaching from far away, much taller than Liu Qian, an adult, with a thick cotton belt wrapped around his right hand, without five fingers.

It was Guan Ye who met in the casino.

Although one hand was broken, Guan Ye was holding a water tank with the other hand. He held the half-person-high tank firmly on his shoulder. The water in the tank probably came from the well in the bamboo courtyard. Yes, packed to the brim, swaying with his steps.

There is still a distance from the entrance of the cave to the bamboo courtyard, even if you walk fast, it is too late to walk again. In other words, this tank of water is probably the only life-saving straw.

However, no matter how full the water tank is, in the face of such a raging fire, it is just a drop in the bucket.Trying to put out a fire with a water tank is as futile as Jingwei filling the sea.

Liu Qian also seemed to be aware of this, and shouted anxiously: "Not enough! This water is not enough!"

Guan Ye put down the water tank and shouted: "Little ancestor, I have tried my best, but I can't move the whole well here, what do you want me to do!"

A group of people from Xiling Village followed Liu Hongfeng closely. They had just seen the dawn of hope, but they were sentenced to another death sentence. They all showed despair and bowed their heads in pain.

——Are you really desperate?

Liu Hongfeng gritted his teeth, and the tears choked by the smoke were quickly dried by the fire. He opened his dry eyes wide and searched around with blurred vision.

Guan Ye gradually lost his patience, and raised the water tank again, intending to pour the life-saving water into the flames.

"Wait!" Liu Hongfeng trembled all over, and raised his voice: "Don't move yet! Listen to me!"

Guan Ye stopped suddenly when he heard Liu Hongfeng's voice.

Liu Qian was even more anxious than the two of them, he jumped on his feet and said, "If you have any ideas, tell me quickly! If it's a little later, everyone will be making bacon together!"

Liu Hongfeng: "..."

In any case, he didn't want to die with this noisy kid, just thinking about the nagging on Huangquan Road gave him a splitting headache.

He wants to live.

Perhaps because of water erosion, the inner edge of this cave is higher than the outer edge, like a sunken gourd mouth, he raised his finger to the edge of the gourd, and said: "Pour all the water on the stone. After finishing speaking, he turned to the back and said to the crowd, "When the water is poured on it, everyone will push the rock wall together immediately, use all your strength, don't hold back!"

The people in Xiling Village had experienced many battles, and immediately understood what he meant—the well water is cold, but the stones burned by the fire are hot.One cold and one hot may loosen the stone wall and create an opportunity to break the wall.

The fire is concentrated in the center of the cave, and the sides are slightly weaker. If the rock wall can be expanded and a road can be opened, everyone can escape safely.

The chance is only for a moment, which can be described as extremely slim.

But the human heart is always wonderful, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, it can give birth to endless power.

Guan Ye took the lead, and the splashed water hit the rock wall, making a sizzling sound, and immediately aroused a vast white mist.Taking advantage of the momentum, Liu Hongfeng rushed forward with everyone.

He hadn't recovered from yesterday's injury, so he couldn't exert too much strength, but the power from his side poured into his ears continuously.

The people in Xiling Village shouted the chant, in unison, as if a majestic giant wave was surging in his chest, and spared no effort to declare that this is his rivers and lakes.

When the rock cracked, he could almost hear the pulsating sound from the depths of his chest, like a drum beating, solid and determined, the seemingly unbreakable rock wall burst into cracks, and the rubble collapsed, revealing a ray of light.

The people in Xiling village cheered, their footsteps merged into a river, and they rushed towards the exit. Liu Hongfeng followed closely behind, and being surrounded by the crowd, he finally escaped from the sea of ​​flames and saw the light of day again.

There was a cool breeze blowing in the bamboo forest, and fresh air poured into the lungs. The people who escaped from the dead took their strength and sat on the ground, panting heavily, and extinguished the remaining flames in their chests.

Guan Ye watched from the side, also showing a tired expression. He just broke one hand today, and he moved very violently just now. It was inevitable that he was exhausted and showed fatigue. The remaining hand was hanging by his side, and his five fingers trembled slightly. .

The trembling fingers were quickly grasped by someone, Qi Shun held his hand tightly, raised his head, and said in a youthful voice: "Thank you benefactor for saving your life!"

Guan Ye was stunned for a moment, he was used to being a hooligan, he never did good deeds, and naturally he was never thanked by others, the scorching gaze of the young man was like a fire to him, he quickly averted his gaze, and said: "No polite."

Unexpectedly, a series of clear laughter came from the crowd: "It's strange, it's just a gambler, and he has the face to call himself a benefactor."

It was Lu Wan who made the sound.

Since Lu Wan agreed to testify for Liu Hongfeng, he decided to cling to Liu Hongfeng to the end, and followed him all the way to Zhuyuan.

The so-called Encounter Road is narrow, the two of them did not expect that the reunion would come so quickly, they managed to escape from death, and they would meet face to face with their natural enemy again.

When Guan Ye saw Lu Wan, he immediately changed his ugly face and said, "I just saved a life, and it's much more useful than a bad old man like you!"

Lu Wan was not to be outdone: "I testified in public, and my credit is much higher than that of you little bastard!"

"You old man, if you knew this, you shouldn't have saved you, and you deserved it if you burned for a while longer."

"I was saved because Mr. Feng was resourceful. You are just a reckless man carrying a water tank, so don't put gold on your face."

The strength of the two came from somewhere, you talked to each other without the help of a third party, and soon the quarrel was in full swing.It's just that when the guns and swords were flying all over the sky, the two of them restrained their weapons at the same time, and neither of them used force.

Compared with the time when swords were at war in Sanxiaolou, the two of them now are much more cheerful and carefree.

Their life is not a turn of events, a bright future, they finally found a place to stay outside the gambling house, and even the hatred they had formed in the past disappeared in a wider world.

This is also their rivers and lakes.

The people in Xiling Village gradually recovered from the horror just now, amused by the red faces of the two people, and laughed coquettishly. Liu Hongfeng was in the crowd, squinting his eyes, and glanced vaguely at the unfamiliar faces around him.

Xu Shi's experience of bringing the dead back to life was particularly intoxicating. He was like a slightly drunk alcoholic, propping his head up on the ground, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, his brows and eyes stretched, and his eyes flickered. Under the night sky before dawn, he looked very special. bright.

Liu Qian was beside him, wringing her fingers, with an expression as if she was about to cry.It was rare for him to frankly take Liu Qian's head, and push the frizzy brat into his arms.

"Your clothes are so dirty..." Liu Qian complained repeatedly, but it was rare for her not to break free from his embrace.

The firewood next to the cave finally burned out, the fire became smaller, and the smell of thick smoke faded away, leaving only a piece of scorched black ground, indicating the curtain call of a conspiracy.

At the same time, the Zhengrong Pavilion, which had been burning all night, was finally extinguished, and there was only an empty sky on the top of the mountain. A deep blue light bulged at the junction of the sky and the sea, which was a harbinger of the rising sun.

The long night is finally coming to an end.

After calming down, Liu Hongfeng collected his expression and asked Guan Ye: "How did you and Xiaoqian find us just now?"

Guan Ye replied: "After I parted from you in Sanxiao Tower, I followed the direction you pointed and came to the bamboo courtyard to see this little friend. He said he was looking for materials for making prosthetic limbs, so we left the bamboo courtyard. After about an hour, when we turned back, the women and children in the bamboo courtyard had disappeared, leaving only a mess."

Liu Hongfeng frowned: "So you don't know who took them away?"

"That's true," Guan Ye said: "When we were looking for clues nearby, we saw a sudden fire in the direction of the cave. Xiaoqian immediately pulled me to rescue people. If he hadn't seen you with his sharp eyes, I'm afraid you would be in trouble. gone."

Liu Hongfeng nodded, and asked again: "I was in the sea of ​​flames just now, and I vaguely saw a figure running away, did you see him?"

Liu Qiandao: "I didn't see it, I was so worried about your life and death, why would I have the heart to look at others..."

Guan Ye said: "I did see it! When I was fetching water in the bamboo courtyard, I seemed to see a person running along the outer wall, and his back was familiar... Could it be that person set the fire in the cave?"

Liu Hongfeng cheered up, and asked: "The person you saw was Duan Qichang, the head of the Tianji Sect?"

Guan Ye shook his head and said: "It's not the head of Duan, but it is indeed a member of Tianji Sect."

Liu Hongfeng showed surprise: "Who is it?"

"Pingnan Shizi Nangong is worried."

On the eve of dawn, the atmosphere in the Duan Mansion has never been so heavy.

The news of the fire in the Zhengrong Pavilion quickly spread throughout the Tianji Gate. The disciples of the sect stayed up all night, hoping to see the head of the sect. Shi Qing was puzzled. However, Duan Qichang's dormitory was tightly closed, and the courtyard was lit all night.A group of people gathered outside the dormitory, none of them dared to speak loudly, but none of them could hold back their whispers.

In people's impression, Duan Qichang has always been kind and open-minded, treats others like a spring breeze, handles things brightly and aboveboard, even if he encounters huge difficulties, he never hides them, so he is respected and loved by his disciples.

But at this moment, the closed door keeps everyone thousands of miles away. No matter whether it is Chang Zhao, who is the right-hand man, or Aunt Cui, who has served the mansion for many years, no one can knock on the door.No one could guess what Duan Qichang's plans were.

Chang Zhao always knew better, so he explained to everyone: "Just now when I was patrolling at night, I saw the head of the sect leading a group of people into the mansion. They seem to be old, young, women and children living in Tianji gate for refuge."

There was an old gardener in the crowd who had worked in the Duan Mansion for decades. It was the first time he saw such a strange scene, and asked in a muddy voice: "Aren't the people who took refuge in the bamboo yard? How could it be so sudden? Come to the master's house."

Chang Zhao shook his head and said, "I don't know either, maybe something happened in the bamboo courtyard, and there are no more people to live in."

The gardener didn't give up, and asked: "Since that's the case, as long as the people are placed in the guest rooms, there are plenty of vacant rooms in the house, and it's not a problem to live in a dozen or twenty, so why do you have to bring them into the dormitory and avoid us? "

The folds between Chang Zhao's brows deepened: "The head of the sect must have his reasons for doing this. Perhaps some of those people have committed crimes and need to be investigated."

"Crime? No way, those are the people of Yingzhou Island. I often go to buy the tea planted by Mrs. Jiang, and the tofu maker, A Dou, whose daughter I grew up with. Among the group of people Except for a few promiscuous brothel girls, most of them are good girls..."

Chang Zhao interrupted his rambling, and asked, "Do you suspect that the master has malicious intentions?"

The gardener immediately shook his head and said, "Where?"

Chang Zhao continued: "You have been with the head of the sect longer than I do, and you know his character better than I do. Back then, the gangsters in Liangzhou robbed the merchants and murdered several people one after another. The local officers and soldiers were timid and unwilling No matter, he took us deep into the dense forest and handed over all the gangsters. Another time, there was a rare insect disease in Yuzhou. The villagers said that it was a ghost, and they wanted to burn the sick to death .It was he who arrived in time, rescued the patient, and then took us across Yunmeng Lake, and caught the villain who raised Gu and harmed people in broad daylight."

After the words were finished, the gardener's expression was a little moved, and he sniffled and said, "I remember all of this. How could I doubt the master, I just don't understand why... What is the difficulty, we can't share our worries..." Said As he spoke, sobbing was mixed in his voice.

Seeing the gardener's muddy tears, Chang Zhao couldn't help but let out a long sigh.Many pairs of eyes looked at him, and the same question was written in many pairs of eyes, but he couldn't answer. He could only pat the gardener on the hunchback and said, "Just wait, the sky will always be bright."

Chang Zhao didn't know that at this very moment, sect leader Duan, who was admired by all, was trembling slightly in the closed courtyard.

Duan Qichang never expected that he would fall into such an embarrassing situation.

The fame, glory, and wealth accumulated over the years are like foil attached to the body, and they will fall off with a slight shake, leaving only a thin and ugly body. Compared with ten years ago, it has not improved at all. Still panicked, still helpless.

A total of 22 people were brought from the bamboo courtyard, including seven young women, who were brought into the deep part of the guest room, behind the screen.The other fourteen were invited into the cellar and drank the bitter green tea.

The cellar was originally used as a storage place, dark and crowded, with a musty smell in the damp air.The green tea was mixed with drugs, and the 13 people fell asleep in a corner, unaware of the passage of time.

In addition to these two groups of people, there was another person who remained awake all the time, the shopkeeper Liu of the pharmacy.

Shopkeeper Liu is not a doctor, he just learned a little basic medical skills while running a pharmacy.So Duan Qichang left him behind and ordered him to help him collect blood and refine medicine.Shopkeeper Liu's face turned pale with fright, and his movements were slow and clumsy, but Duan Qichang had no choice, after all, he could never find another Hou Langzhong.

Duan Qichang's gaze fell on the screen, looking at the flickering lights behind him, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.Ten years ago, if I had been more ruthless, killed Hou Langzhong and the bloody gang after the incident was completed, and used the terrain of Yingzhou Island to disappear the traces of the deceased, the bloody case would not have been exposed to the world. Ten years later, His beloved son will not suffer another catastrophe and fall into a stalemate again.

He has vaguely noticed that the changes on Yingzhou Island are by no means ordinary, someone deliberately set up a trap, leading him by the nose to jump into the trap.He doesn't know who his opponent is. He has been in the world for decades and has made thousands of enemies, but Duan Changya has only one.

He absolutely cannot allow Duan's blood to be ruined in his own hands.

After an unknown amount of time, shopkeeper Liu appeared from behind the screen.He looked terrified, like a frightened sheep, bowed his waist and shrunk his shoulders, trembling, and didn't even dare to look directly into Duan Qichang's eyes when he spoke.

"...Master Duan, the blood of the fifth watch has already been collected. Those women who have committed...heinous crimes have already...already..."

Shopkeeper Liu couldn't say it, but Duan Qichang already understood what he meant.Now that the remnant blood of the fifth watch is collected, the lives of the women must be gone.He couldn't help poking his head out to spy on the situation behind the screen.

He closed his eyes after only one glance, and the horror left in his eyes made him tremble with fear.

Despite being drugged, the survival instinct is at work, and people will still struggle with all their strength when they are on the verge of death.Flesh and flesh were torn near the lips stuffed with cloth strips, blood dripped from the corners of the mouth, blue veins bulged on the shoulders and necks, and the clothes were twisted and torn apart, revealing the naked body. However, the naked body was not beautiful either. Bound and twisted into weird shapes, they seem human but not human, with no dignity at all.

Ten years ago, the remnant body of the deceased was still contained in the coffin. Ten years later, the cruel death was completely exposed to Duan Qichang's eyes.

In the past days, he also went through life and death, fought bloody battles, and defeated countless enemies. Even though his hands were stained red with blood, he still laughed it off.This time, there was obviously not a drop of dirt on his body, but the fingers behind his back were trembling uncontrollably.

Shopkeeper Liu peeked at his expression, and asked stumblingly, "Master... I've already adjusted the prescription you want, and I'm sure it's right."

He replied: "It's hard work."

"I... I can go..."

Before he finished speaking, Duan Qichang suddenly raised his head, with a fierce light in his eyes.

Shopkeeper Liu was almost terrified. While trembling, he said in a crying voice: "Otherwise I... I won't leave, I'll go down with them..."

Shopkeeper Liu tremblingly walked towards the entrance of the cellar.One step, two steps, and when he reached the third step, he felt a heat in his chest, and a gleaming sharp edge protruded from the center of his chest.

His body froze, like a sack that had been emptied, and he slumped to the ground.

Duan Qichang will not repeat the mistakes made ten years ago.

He no longer had the benevolence of a woman, and no longer was soft-hearted, he simply pulled out his sword neatly, and killed shopkeeper Liu.

One side is a world-renowned swordsman, and the other side is an unarmed commoner. Duan Qichang's killing shopkeeper Liu is no more difficult than trampling an ant to death.

Shopkeeper Liu couldn't even make a sound. His cheeks were distorted, his mouth was round and wide open, and his voice was blocked in his throat. His face was always frozen in the moment before the shout, with a mixed expression of shock, anger and fear. inside.

Duan Qichang's sword pierced through his chest, and the sharp blade twisted his heart into pieces. He fell to the ground, dying, his cloudy eyes almost rolling out of their sockets.His words before his death were condensed into three simple words—why.

Why did Duan Qichang force him to kill and collect blood, and then secretly assassinated him?Isn't Tianjimen a famous and decent school?Didn't he come to seek protection?

In his impression, Tianjimen is a banner of martial arts, self-disciplined, strong but not violent, bright and honest, chivalrous and righteous, it is the most colorful and brilliant in the mysterious and fascinating picture of the rivers and lakes Pen.

How could he have guessed that the glamorous face was just a cage to imprison the devil.Once the world is overturned and the cage is broken, the real devil will run rampant in the world.

The furtiveness of the human heart is beyond the reach of ghosts and monsters.

When he realized this, shopkeeper Liu was already dead, and his death was as light as a feather.Duan Qichang left his body behind, walked quickly into the room, and stared at the medicine pot he left behind.

The fifth watch blood was finally collected, and it was prepared with the folk recipe left by Hou Langzhong ten years ago. It was the last straw to maintain the blood of the Duan family.

Duan Qichang would never allow his ancestor's foundation to be ruined in his own hands.He must save Duan Changya at all costs.

Chang Ya... Chang Ya is located deeper in the courtyard, and there is a shortcut to his sleeping hall, which can be reached only through a corridor.

Duan Qichang hesitated for a moment. Nangongyou was still staying near the bamboo courtyard to investigate. He should wait for him to come back and act together, but Duan Qichang couldn't wait any longer.

He was very anxious, even if the fire in Zhengrong Pavilion was extinguished, and the fire at the entrance of Zhuyuan Mountain was extinguished, the fire in his heart was still burning, evaporating the remaining rationality.From last night to now, he has never closed his eyes once, countless anxious thoughts repeatedly crushed his mind, almost driving him crazy, only seeing Duan Changya wake up with his own eyes can he feel at ease.

His footsteps were fast, and his body even shook a little. He seemed to have returned to the man who went to court Nangong Jin for the first time that year.At that time, they rode their horses and sang songs in the vast wilderness, leaned on each other at dusk and sunset, held each other's hands, and fell asleep together under the stars, surrounded by only the smell of green grass and flowers, even in the deep night , His life is still full of brilliance.

The happiness that was once close at hand and within easy reach is now out of reach.

Ten years is too long to make him forget both pain and happiness.He walked alone on the road without seeing the dawn, and even the corridor under his feet was stretched.His expression was a little dazed, as if he had walked half his life overnight, until a shadow stood in the middle of the road, blocking his way.

The lights hang in the distance, and only dim light shines on the corridor. Tree shadows, pillars and roof beams weave a dark world together, like a bird cage, and the figure in the cage has only a vague outline. The shape is eerily familiar.

The faint smell drifted to the bottom of the nose, even covering the smell of herbs and blood in the hand, it was the aroma of hibiscus flowers.

Duan Qichang froze in place like a stone statue, staring at the figure opposite.A pair of eyes slowly opened in the darkness, like a reef floating from the ebbing sea.There was a familiar light in his eyes, and a familiar expression.

"... Ah Jin?"

Duan Qichang was stiff all over, his blood seemed to stop flowing, he couldn't even tell whether the shadow in front of him was a human, a ghost, or a dream in the middle of the night.

Nangong Jin passed away ten years ago.

"Ajin, why are you here...?"

Compared with asking questions, Duan Qichang's tone was more like talking to himself, he didn't even expect that shadow to answer.However, the shadow asked him back: "This is my home, and it is also the place where I died. My bones are buried in this courtyard. I am a lonely ghost. If I don't come here, where else can I go?"

Duan Qichang shuddered and said, "A Jin, I miss you very much after you leave, I never forget you for a day..."

Nangong Jin sneered, and said: "I have never forgotten you, after all, it was you who tricked me into marrying the Duan family with hypocrisy, and then drove me to a dead end, and made me die without peace. can forget."

She didn't wear shoes, but approached step by step, stepping barefoot on the wooden corridor, making a muffled sound.

With a trembling voice, Duan Qichang said, "It's all for Chang Ya, for our son..."

A smile appeared on the corner of Nangong Jin's mouth: "So that's how it is. You took the lives of those seven women just now, and it was also because of him. You pierced shopkeeper Liu's chest from behind, and it was also because of him."

"how do you know……?"

"Do you think you can hide ghosts if you hide them from people?"

Nangong Jin finally came in front of Duan Qichang, her face was as pale as paper, like those women who just died, but other than that, her voice and smile were the same as ten years ago, young and beautiful, as if she had really stopped at In the past, the time carving that has never been experienced.

The face of the old man made Duan Qichang flustered, his fingers slipped, and he almost knocked over the medicine bowl he was holding in his hand.He hastily bent down, half-kneeling on the ground, and folded his hands carefully, for fear that if he was not careful, he would lose everything.

He said in a trembling voice: "That's right, it's all to save Chang Ya's life, we have sacrificed a lot, and now, there is no turning back, you must understand me..."

Nangong Jin also lifted the hem of her skirt, squatted down slowly, and put her slender fingers on Duan Qichang's shoulders. The cold temperature of her knuckles made the latter tremble again, and she turned her panicked eyes to her.

Under Duan Qichang's gaze, Nangong Jin said: "Just relying on this quack doctor's prescription, Chang Ya's life cannot be saved. How did you save Chang Ya back then, have you forgotten?"

Duan Qichang shook his head: "I haven't forgotten, how could I forget, it's your blood, you are a descendant of Miao Wu, your blood is pure and pure, you sacrificed your life to save Chang Ya, we will always remember your kindness..."

Nangong Jin raised the corners of her pale mouth, smiled, and asked, "If I'm still alive, do you want to kill me again?"

Duan Qichang shook his head and said, "How come..."

"Don't lie to yourself," Nangong Jin whispered in his ear, "You've been wearing a sword, isn't it just to kill people? Although I'm dead, Nangong's blood has not been broken. I still have a younger brother."

Duan Qichang couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The darkness hidden in the depths of his heart was so filthy that even Duan Qichang himself didn't dare to take a second look.However, the ghost of the old man did not hesitate to uncover it and put it on the table naked.

Although Nangong Jin died, Nangong You was still alive.

Over the years, Prince Pingnan has always been on good terms with the Duan family, sharing worries and problems with the Tianji Sect, and treating Duan Qichang as a true family member.

Duan Qichang's tongue was trembling, and under the burning gaze of the other party, he could no longer tell a beautiful lie.Indeed, as Nangong Jin said, the seven women and one man who died just now were just a delay to him, a futile effort he made to comfort himself.He knew very well in his heart that at the last moment, in order to save Chang Ya, he would definitely point his sword at Nangongyou.

Evil thoughts are like dandelion seeds. Once they take root in the soil, they are very difficult to get rid of.

Nangong Jin squatted down beside Duan Qichang, and opened the other's trembling fingers one by one.Duan Qichang's mind was tense to the extreme, and he tried to resist several times, but every time he touched Nangong Jin's cold fingertips, the courage he had gathered so easily dissipated.

Duan Qichang's dead wife had been an uninterrupted nightmare for ten years. Now, the nightmare took shape and stood in front of his eyes.Even a world-renowned swordsman is no match for the erosion of ghosts.

The precious medicine bowl thus fell into the hands of the ghost.

Nangong Jin took the medicine bowl, glanced at it with disgust, then turned her wrist, and tilted the edge of the bowl, the five watch blood collected so easily, the freshly prepared prescription, eight innocent lives, and a glimmer of hope, all dripped onto the floor like this , into the holes along the cracks in the wood chips.It spread along the vertically and horizontally extending outline, and fell drop by drop into the soil below the corridor, making a soft sound.

"I've already guessed what's in your heart, so I'm back, why don't you kill me again, don't rely on the power of outsiders, let me save our Changya..."

Nangong Jin's tone became extremely gentle and supple, her thin body softened, and she leaned into Duan Qichang's arms, her ears pressed against Duan Qichang's chest.

Duan Qichang froze until Nangong Jin's fingers danced on his arm, stroking the tight muscles of his upper arm, and then slowly slid down, past the elbow, wrist, palm, knuckles, and finally held his hand, He moved to the saber at his waist, grasped the hilt, and slowly drew it out.

Nangong Jin's temples smelled faintly of hibiscus flowers, but his body smelled like earth. Duan Qichang suddenly remembered that ten years ago, he had planted a hibiscus flower next to his dead wife's grave, but the flower seedlings did not survive. It withers after the first spring.A strange scene appeared in front of his eyes - the withered and decayed branches and leaves of the hibiscus flower seeped into the soil, climbed up her stiff and festering body, sucked her marrow fluid and flesh, and after ten years, finally bloomed on the bones. drops of flowers.

The cold body was completely curled up in Duan Qichang's arms.

Duan Qichang put his fingers together, tightened them, and slowly lifted the saber.

"Ajin..."

The sword edge turned around and lay across the center of Nangong Jin's back neck, with a thin spine protruding slightly.Pushing out the cold pale skin with a sharp point, kissed lightly by the sword edge cast by cold iron.

A few blue silks hang around the edge of the sword, like the intimately intertwined fingers of a lover when they kiss with ecstasy.

Just one swipe can kill the ghost in his arms. Duan Qichang can get the answer immediately whether it is blood or rotten soil gushing out from the wound.

But he couldn't do it.

He also recalled a past event that was deeply buried in his heart. On the anniversary of his deceased wife's death for one year, for some reason, he dug up the grave with both hands like crazy, and lifted the solid coffin. Come on, nearly knock him unconscious

The smell of the hidden sins buried underground is so profound.

Two lines of turbid tears welled up in his eyes, streaming down his wrinkled face: "Ajin, Ajin, I didn't lie to you, I didn't marry you to cheat your blood, I...I really love you!" You... have never changed..."

He muttered to himself, almost forgetting where he was and everything around him.

The next moment, he felt his lower abdomen suddenly tightened, and there was a sharp pain, his hand fell into paralysis as if bitten by a poisonous insect, his five fingers lost strength, and the edge of the sword slumped.

"Ajin, you..."

He lowered his head, a short and thin dagger was stuck in his abdomen, the edge was buried deep to the chest.

Nangong Jin twisted his wrist without hesitation, and the dagger in the palm of his hand turned half a circle in his abdominal cavity, stirring his internal organs, as if stirring a puddle of mud.

Duan Qichang trembled all over, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Nangong Jin withdrew from his embrace, and pulled out the dagger at the same time, her movements were crisp and neat, without the slightest bit of nostalgia.

Bleeding.

Nangong Jin said: "Seeing your hesitation, I can't wait to make a move."

Duan Qichang uttered the question in his heart with difficulty: "A Jin...why?"

Nangong Jin raised her head and laughed: "Duan Qichang, you are the head of the Tianji Sect, but your knowledge