The Fall of a Tyrant

更新时间2015-10-2411:06:02字数：2765

The sky did not know when it was snowing lightly, and the carriage traveling alone in the snow was cut off by the carriage coming from the opposite side as soon as it got out of the suburban forest.

The carriage staggered suddenly, and Qingfeng tightly protected the person in his arms who was already unconscious in pain. He glanced carefully at the person in his arms, and then his eyes turned cold. No matter who dares to block his way, he will wash the vast world with blood .

Aomine got out of the carriage, and met Midorima who was carefully examining him.

This carriage was chosen by Lvjian at the beginning, so he naturally recognized it.

But at this time, his appearance can be regarded as the rain after a long drought, and Qingfeng saw the straw for life in an instant, and quickly welcomed Lujian in.

Vulcan's purplish red lips were still breathing slightly, as if this weak breath was about to use up all his strength.

Midorima only thought that the situation was serious, and all he could do now was to bring all the warm things from his carriage. These things were prepared by Midorima for them, but he didn't expect that they would come in handy so early.

Just as the two of them prepared everything in the car, the carriage suddenly started driving again.

Midorima was puzzled, and Aomine told him the ins and outs of the trip.

Since he is a peerless expert, how could he easily meet the secular people? Moreover, Wuqi Mountain does have an expert, but he has never heard of a person who travels all over the world. I am afraid that someone will take a fancy to the fact that Qingfeng's heart is the god of fire. exploit his weakness.

Luma, who has always been careful, didn't express his doubts. Instead, he kept his composure, checked the weather, and said, "The snow is getting more and more urgent. I'm afraid it will be difficult for the road to pass."

"Vulcan can't drag on any longer. I have to rush to Wuqi Mountain no matter what. Only in this way can Vulcan be saved." Qingfeng was unwavering, determined to take Vulcan to Wuqi Mountain.

"It's okay for us, I'm afraid Vulcan won't be able to survive, how about this, there is an inn in front of me, I will find a good way to go, and then we will continue on our way. This will not hurt Vulcan's body, and besides, Let the horses rest, and we can travel more smoothly."

After thinking about it, Qingfeng agreed to his proposal.

There is only one inn within a radius of a hundred miles, which is a bit deserted, except for one or two guests who come here occasionally in the snow, there is not much lively atmosphere.

Midorima ordered the carriage to stop a few tens of meters away and got out of the carriage, then talked with the man and walked towards the inn.

He could have asked that person clearly when he was on his way, but how could he disrupt his expectations in front of Qingfeng abruptly, he had to understand it privately and then explain to Qingfeng.

Luma has already entered, and Qingfeng wrapped the quilt of Vulcan again, seeing Vulcan's pale and powerless appearance, he became more and more panicked, praying with all his heart for Vulcan to get through this test well, and he will never let Vulcan Take half a step away from him.

Just when he was in pain, he suddenly noticed something different around him. He didn't dare to be negligent and became vigilant. He glanced at Vulcan hesitantly. In the end, in order to ensure that he could go up the mountain smoothly, he had to remove the obstacles along the way.

After getting out of the carriage, he saw an unknown man wearing a fox velvet cloak standing on top of the snowy tree.

Aomine took a closer look and found that the person who came was Akashi Seijuro from the ten gates. This person seemed to have known that they would come, with a confident and mocking smile on his face.

Qingfeng was in a hurry, holding the sword tightly, wishing he could get out of the scabbard immediately and take out this wicked person.

"How dare you appear in front of me, you should have killed you brothers and sisters back then."

"Oh, that also depends on your ability." Akashi was a little displeased, and he continued, "I didn't intend to get entangled with you today, you can go, but I want to leave Vulcan Taiga, I have nothing to do with him. It's not over."

Qingfeng said coldly: "Dream."

He jumped up and confronted Akashi, and he wanted to kill the person opposite right now.

In the blink of an eye, the two had ignited their arrogance and fought against each other in the long snow.

Qingfeng held a long sword and pressed forward step by step, the cold light of the sword's edge was not inferior to the biting ice and snow.

At this time, who hadn't fully recovered yet, was forced to retreat in a row, so he was unwilling to do his best to defend back. He would never admit defeat today, and he was determined to take Vulcan away.

When he was alone, the more he was free, the more he thought about it. Before he was aware of certain state of mind, he actually had compassion for the man who killed his family, and wanted him to live. It would be better to die, but when that moment really came, Akashi felt an unprecedented sense of loss.

He didn't want the man he hated to die just like that, even if he wanted to die, he had to get his permission, obviously how much that man listened to him back then.

Whether it's selfishness or years of habit, Vulcan alone is indispensable, and he will never let himself leave alone today.

Akashi suddenly exerted strength, and although he was lucky enough to avoid Aomine's fatal blow, his arm was still scratched by the sharp blade, the cut was not big, but it was still soaked in blood.

When he was in a daze, Qingfeng had already sprinted over with his sword without hesitation. Seeing the strong wind blowing, the icy sword tip pointed directly at him, and Akashi felt a chill in his heart.

Qingfeng sneered, if this man died in front of Vulcan, it would be comforting Vulcan for the injuries he has suffered in the past few years.

The world is difficult, originally Akashi had no power to turn the world around, but when Aomine's sword pierced through him, there were only a few soft "dang-dang" sounds, Aomine's sword deviated from the track, and it didn't matter that he scratched Akashi again place.

Qingfeng frowned, Kise joined the war between the two of them at some point, and resolved the life-and-death crisis just now with silver needles.

Qingfeng felt strange, why did he meet these two people he least wanted to meet at this time?

The eyes of the three were like wolves and tigers, and they all stared at each other coldly. At this moment when the weak were preying on the strong, each of them would never give in.

The snow was getting smaller and smaller, which added an excellent atmosphere to the battle between the three.

Qingfeng confronted the two, and in a blink of an eye, the cold snow scene formed a natural barrier to isolate them from the world.

Because the three were so stubborn that they did not want to retreat, no one noticed that the carriage they were fighting for started to run because of fright.

Perhaps it was God's punishment for these powerful men, wanting to take back their trophies. Before that, he played with them to his heart's content, laughing at the absurd drama caused by them.

It is said that the ignorant Vulcan slowly woke up due to the jolt, and his drowsy head could not feel anything except pain, and he couldn't even open his eyelids.

He heard the unbridled sound of horseshoes, the howling wind was blowing, and the icy snow water hit his bare face, making him shrank from the cold.

In the end, he couldn't bear it and lost consciousness. When he woke up here, the surroundings were lonely. He called Qingfeng a few times, but unexpectedly, he didn't get any reply.

Before he had time to put on his clothes, he got out of the carriage with difficulty.

The cold wind was blowing, and the snow seemed to have just stopped for a long time. Vulcan staggered out of the carriage, and he was the only one in the depths of the vast snow.

The world seemed to be at a standstill, and Vulcan had no time to accept the great loneliness. He walked forward stubbornly, still shouting Qingfeng's name hoarsely with his last voice.

He seemed to have walked for a long time, his bare feet were red from the cold, and there were only a handful of footprints behind him, and the short distance almost required all his energy.

He didn't believe that he was the only one in this barren mountain, Qingfeng obviously loved him, how could he just leave him to fend for himself? !

He doesn't trust anyone, except Qingfeng, the person who wants to be with him, his last support.

But. . .

Vulcan touched his cheek with his frozen hand, and the falling piece of hot and humid liquid burned his hand, making his eyes even more blurred, and the tears couldn't stop falling down.

Why did he cry? The grievances and pains of the past few years burst out at this most vulnerable time, which made him overwhelmed.

——If you kill my wife and children, one day I will make you pay in blood.

——What, no woman can satisfy you, so you come to seduce me?Hehe, I've never seen such a vile person.

——I will wait for your return, Vulcan.

——In Shimono Nanshan Miaoro Kise Ryota.

——How can I just leave you alone, you are trapping me in ruthlessness.

——You don't know how ridiculous you looked when you seduced me, right? !

——Do you know how disgusting I was when I smiled at you?The overnight meal almost made me spit it out.

——You are not suitable for freedom, it is better to be kept in captivity by me.

——Where is the person who swore at the beginning now? If he had more eyes, you wouldn’t be able to heal your wounds here. After all, it’s just that he is not careful enough.

. . .

. . .

Many memories invaded, and finally Vulcan spurted out a mouthful of blood, interrupting those painful memories. His heart seemed to be twisted by a knife, and the bright red that flowed out continuously added a touch of beautiful color to the monotonous white. Shocking and frightening.

A tiny person stands in the snow, his white thin clothes and uneven white hair blend into the snow, desolate and lonely.

He finally admitted the fact that he was so lonely.