Baishou loses Shaohua

Xuan Lie sat alone in the yard, the two jars of wine and the other on the stone table in hand had bottomed out.The half moon above the head hangs far away in the deep sky, coldly shedding a piece of silver light.

When Ji Yinghan walked into the courtyard, what he saw was Xuanlie lifting the wine jar and pouring it violently.He went up a few steps and snatched the wine jar from Xuan Lie's hand, and there was very little wine in it.

"You're just hurt, how can you drink so violently?" In Ji Yinghan's words, there was three points of blame and three points of concern.

Xuan Lie raised his head, tilted his head, looked sideways, the coldness in his eyes was comparable to moonlight.

Ji Yinghan felt a chill in his heart, although he had prepared Xuan Lie to confront him before he came back, but seeing Xuan Lie's gaze at this moment was still a bit unbearable.

"Congratulations to Leader Ji." Xuan Lie smiled slightly and stood up and went back to the room, "I got my wish."

"Xuan Lie, listen to my explanation. I..." Ji Yinghan turned around.

"But can League Leader Ji tell you where my friend Ye Nanqing is now, dead or alive?" Xuan Lie interrupted Ji Yinghan, turning his back to him.Now he finally understood why Ji Yinghan had a weird expression when he saw Ye Nanqing's letter. It turned out that he had long thought that the letter was not written by Ye Nanqing at all.Yun Xin and Ye Nanqing have been together for so long, imitating Ye Nanqing's handwriting is naturally easy.

Ji Yinghan was silent for a while: "Yun Xin didn't tell me his whereabouts."

Xuan Lie sneered, and asked back: "Do you think I will still believe it?"

"I didn't lie to you." Ji Yinghan said.

"Didn't lie to me!" Xuan Lie turned to face Ji Yinghan, pressing his eyes tightly, "Is this still not lying to me? When I said a few days ago that I wanted to go to the Baijia Martial Arts Field, you acted like nothing." It doesn't matter if you are not interested, dare to ask if you went to the ring today to win the position of the leader of the martial arts, is it just a whim?"

"Weimen wants to kill Nanqing and the Ye family. Nanqing and I leave the shore and you and Yun Xin follow. Are you really worried about our safety?"

"A month ago, you could barely cope with those killers, but today you can defeat several top martial arts masters in a row, take Yang Chonglin's life-threatening palm and beat him seriously?"

Every time Xuan Lie said a word, he took a step forward, and Ji Yinghan stepped back step by step, until his back touched the trunk of the peach tree, and there was no way to retreat.

"Ji Yinghan, you concealed your identity in front of me, concealed your martial arts and concealed your purpose, how can you still say... you didn't lie to me?" Xuan Lie slapped Ji Yinghan with a palm, brushed the hair by his ear, and hit him hard On the trunk, the few remaining peach blossoms on the branches were shaken down one after another.He stretched out his hand to pinch Ji Yinghan's chin, his voice seemed to come out from between his teeth, trembling: "Ji Yinghan, you scare me..."

Ji Yinghan felt a pain in his heart, the moonlight cast the shadow of the branches on his face, he lowered his eyes: "I never thought of harming you."

"Of course you don't need to harm me. It's just me, how did you get into the eyes of Mr. Ji." Xuan Lie smiled ironically.

"Xuan Lie! You know that's not the case." Ji Yinghan's eyes showed pain.

"Then what do you tell me?" Xuan Lie asked again, "Tell me where Nan Qing is?"

"That's Yun Xin's private matter, I have no right to ask about it." Ji Yinghan answered frankly.

"He's my friend!" Xuan Lie clasped Ji Yinghan's shoulders with both hands, so hard that Ji Yinghan's head hit the tree trunk.

Ji Yinghan's eyes went dark, but he still reluctantly locked his eyes on Xuan Lie's face, and his tone seemed indifferent: "He has nothing to do with me."

Xuan Lie's heart was chilled by Ji Yinghan's attitude. He gradually tightened the palm on Ji Yinghan's shoulder until he saw Ji Yinghan's brows gradually tightened.

"Ji Yinghan, you really don't have a heart."

Ji Yinghan closed his eyes, and the pain in his chest suddenly intensified.

I don't have a heart, but it hurts like this.

You once said that you would never hurt me again, but you had the heart to poke my sore spots like this.

The night in midsummer is so cold.

Ji Yinghan showed a smile, calm and cold, as if carved from ice when he first met: "Did you... know?"

Xuan Lie pushed Ji Yinghan away and turned to leave. Ji Yinghan slammed his back against a tree trunk and let out a muffled grunt.When Xuanlie passed the stone table, he paused for a moment, and an internal force with his right hand smashed the two wine jars on the table.

"If something happens to Nanqing, I won't let you go."

Ji Yinghan watched Xuanlie disappear into the night without looking back.The huge pain in his chest surged up, and the breath in his whole body seemed to collide. He pressed his chest and gasped in pain, his throat became sweet, and his mouthful of blood stained the pink and white fallen flowers.

Ji Yinghan propped himself up, but felt dizzy, he hurriedly supported the ground with the long sword in his hand.Turning around and looking up, the huge black sky, the cold stars weeping, and the half-round cold moon pressing on the roof, seemed to be within reach.

"The name of this song... is 'Bai Shou'."

"The 'White Head' of 'White Heads Grow Old Together'."

"Yinghan, are you willing...to grow old hand in hand with me?"

He seemed to still be able to hear the soft murmur in that day's ear, and he could almost see the gentle look of holding hands and looking at each other.

He thought with all his heart that this feeling was solid, but he never thought that it was actually so fragile.

In the past, he used to worry about gains and losses, and finally got fulfilled today when his identity was revealed.

Ji Yinghan raised the corners of his lips and smiled wryly at himself.

I have long been used to the careless days, but you have planted it in my body bit by bit.

You let him sprout, take root, grow.

Now, I really can't ignore it.

But you say I have no heart.

You gave me my heart, and you gave me my pain.

How much do you know about all this?

The city of Linzhou was brightly lit, the streets and alleys were coming and going, and almost everyone talked about today's huge martial arts competition.No matter where he went, he could hear the words "Ji Yinghan" and "Weimen", and Xuan Lie couldn't help but feel agitated.

Casually walking into a quiet wine shop, Xuan Lie found a seat by the window and sat down.

"Little Er, have a drink."

"Brother Xuan?" Just as Xuan Lie finished speaking, Qin Xun's voice came from behind.

"Master Qin." Xuan Lie stood and turned around to say hello.

"I wonder if Qin Xun can share a table with Brother Xuan?" Qin Xun walked over.

"Of course, please, Master Qin." Xuan Lie stood up and gave way.

Qin Xun sat down generously, "Brother Xuan can just call me 'A Xun', 'Master Qin' is too polite?"

Qin Xun's character, words and deeds are quite eye-catching, so he no longer refuses: "A Xun is already the head of the Tsingyi Sect at a young age, which is admirable."

"Brother Xuan is too famous." Qin Xun smiled wryly, "My father passed away early, so I had no choice but to take over the Tsingyi Sect. Unfortunately, my martial arts skills are not good enough, and I am still inexperienced, so I can't continue to carry forward the Tsingyi Sect. I am really ashamed to say it."

"Ah Xun is still young and has a bright future." Xuan Lie smiled and filled Qin Xun's glass of wine.

"But why is Big Brother Xuan alone?" Qin Xun looked around, "Isn't Young Master Ji with you?"

"He..." Xuan Lie poured the wine into his mouth, and it flowed down his throat, with a hint of bitterness, "He's not feeling well."

Qin Xun nodded, drank a glass of wine, and then raised his head suddenly, "That's right, it's natural that you should take good care of yourself and rest after suffering an internal injury."

"Internal injury?" Xuan Lie looked up, looking at Qin Xun with some puzzlement.

"If you forcibly accept Yang Chonglin's life-threatening palm, how can you avoid internal injuries?" Qin Xun looked at Xuan Lie suspiciously, "Master Ji is not feeling well, is it not because of this?"

Xuanlie's fingers felt cold all of a sudden, his hand holding the wine glass trembled, and the white porcelain cup in his hand fell to the side on the table, and the newly filled wine spilled all over the table, reflecting the cold moon outside the window.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Xuan Lie left this sentence and hurried out of the restaurant.

Xuan Lie performed lightness kung fu, with the wind blowing from the soles of his feet, and ran towards the house where the two lived.

How could he ignore this matter, he was not killed but also seriously injured by Suo Ming Zhang.It's just that Ji Yinghan seemed to be fine at the time, so he ignored it.Thinking about it at this moment, with Ji Yinghan's aggressive character, even if he was seriously injured, he would never show it in front of everyone.

Xuan Lie couldn't help clenching his fists, he was so angry that he lost his mind just now, and even pushed him.

Xuan Lie rushed into the room but found that Ji Yinghan was not there at all. He searched several rooms but could not find Ji Yinghan.

"Yinghan! Ji Yinghan!" Xuan Lie shouted a few times, but only a few whispers responded to him.

Compared with the bustle and bustle outside, the yard was dark and silent.

Xuanlie stood blankly in the middle of the courtyard, feeling a little empty in his heart.

Is he gone?

He must be gone.

I said such hurtful words, and even hurt him.

Xuanlie walked towards the stone table step by step, and the broken pieces of the wine jar fell to the ground, and the peach tree behind him stood there silently, without making a sound.

Xuanlie's hand extended towards the tree trunk paused in mid-air.In front of him and under his feet, the originally pink and white petals showed a pale color under the moonlight, and the blood stains on them turned red to black.

Xuan Lie felt a pain in his heart, and regretted it too much, but at this moment he had no way of knowing where Ji Yinghan had gone.

At this time, Xuan Lie found that on the ground next to the peach tree, about half a step away, there was a deep scratch, which seemed to be left by a sharp weapon.

Could it be that he has fought with others again?

Xuan Lie was startled, and squatted down to check carefully, only to find that the scratch was not short, it was sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, and went all the way to the back of the tree.Xuanlie walked around the tree trunk and found that the scratch was still there. After walking a few steps along the scratch, he found that it was not left by a fight at all, but more like it was left by using a sword on the ground as a support.

Xuanlie suddenly remembered that the guqin on the piano case in the house was still there, and if Ji Yinghan really left, he would definitely take it with him.Xuan Lie was overjoyed and walked down the scratch.

Following the scratch on the ground, Xuanlie walked all the way to the door of the main house in the backyard, and the scratch disappeared under the steps.Xuanlie only hesitated for a moment, then stepped up the steps, opened the door and walked in.

The furnishings in the main house are no different from those of ordinary rich and noble families, but it lacks a little bit of popularity.Xuan Lie was a little disappointed that Ji Yinghan was not in the house.He was about to leave, but he inadvertently smelled a faint fragrance. After careful identification, it turned out to be the smell of incense, which seemed to come from behind the big mahogany bookcase at the east gate.

Xuan Lie walked over and observed carefully. On the bookshelf, a thick "General History of Huai Zhou" seemed to have been moved.Xuanlie reached out to pick it up, only to hear a "click", there was a small hole where the book was pressed on the table, and a small round ball in the hole floated up due to the absence of heavy objects, and the bookcase made a sound. "Boom" moving sound.The left side of the bookcase is forward and the right side is backward, turning around the center as the axis to open up a feasible space for one person. Behind this entire bookcase is a secret room.

Xuan Lie put the book aside and walked in.

In the dark room behind the bookshelf, Ji Yinghan knelt on the ground with a sword in his hand.

"Ying..." Xuanlie breathed a sigh of relief, and the doubts in his heart became stronger.He was about to speak, but when he raised his head, he froze in place in shock.