Drunk lying on the setting sun for the king

Sliding down the steep slope, Hai Jing kept guessing Feng Xiangyue's situation, expecting him to be safe and sound, but also worried that what appeared in front of him was just a corpse, and couldn't help becoming more and more confused.Since hearing the news of his father's death, it was the first time he felt so powerless and flustered.

Just when he was almost desperate, some dark red spots suddenly appeared on the ground.Hai Jing's heart tightened, and he hurriedly ran along the bloodstains, only to see Feng Xiangyue lying prone on the edge of the cliff, holding a tree root out of the ground with one hand, his clothes were covered with snowflakes, and the bamboo hat rolled down not far away.

He just lay there quietly, as if he had stopped breathing.Hai Jing felt that his body was half cold, afraid of shaking the snow, he approached him slowly, but saw his red fingers slipped from the cold, and rolled towards the cliff.

"Feng Xiangyue!" Hai Jing was so shocked that his face turned pale, he stepped forward to grab his hand, pulled him up the cliff, hugged him, and retreated under a tree.Bits of blood splattered along the road, like blossoming red plums, blooming brightly in the snow.

"Feng Xiangyue, how are you?" Hai Jing sat under the tree, felt that Feng Xiangyue was still breathing, and felt extremely happy, wrapped his arms around his chest with one hand, and gently stroked his cheek with the other.

There was no trace of blood on Feng Xiangyue's face, it was bone-chillingly cold, and a teardrop hung from the corner of his eye, like dew on marble, glittering and translucent.

Suddenly, that drop of tear slowly flowed down the cheek, did not enter the snow field, nor entered the sea of ​​Haijing's heart.Hai Jing's chest twisted suddenly, rubbing his cold hands, breathing out and saying, "Xiangyue, open your eyes."

He hugged Feng Xiangyue a little tighter to prevent her from getting a little bit of snow, and his voice became more gentle, "Xiang Yue, it's me, I'm here, right by your side... wake up..."

Due to physical and mental exhaustion, and being frozen in the wind and snow, Feng Xiangyue almost lost consciousness.Hai Jing's voice was like a beam of light, reflecting into his chaotic thoughts, making him walk out of the darkness, and slowly opened his eyes.

Hai Jing's surprised smile appeared in the field of vision, and a gleam of joy flashed across Feng Xiangyue's face, but it immediately disappeared into resentment, as if that joy had never appeared.

He gritted his teeth and wanted to push Hai Jing away, but he couldn't move his body, so he could only say viciously: "...you let me go...I don't need your mercy..."

As if he didn't hear what he said, Hai Jing hugged him and found a low hole sheltered from the wind and snow. He leaned over and entered with a very gentle smile, "You will be able to move in half an hour, and hide here first."

Feng Xiangyue closed her eyes, feeling her chest filled with unspeakable sourness, and her words trembled unconsciously, "Are...are you trying to gain my trust again?"

Hai Jing sighed silently, held his hand, and whispered in his ear: "Xiang Yue, no matter what Xing Wushuang said to you... I can only say that I have never betrayed you."

"Never?... You came to Nether Valley, didn't you just want to plot against me?" Feng Xiangyue looked at him coldly.

"...In the beginning it was indeed." Hai Jing smiled slightly, and slowly approached his face, "But I gave up this plan on the way... because I fell in love with you."

When the last word fell, his lips were already printed on Feng Xiangyue's lips.

He still said this sentence, because if he missed this moment, maybe he would never have a second chance in the future.

The warm and moist touch flowed along the lips and gradually spread into the mouth, and the fiery breath flowed between the two of them.A strand of hair fell gently and stuck to the side of Feng Xiangyue's face.

In an instant, only Hai Jing remained in his world.

This warmth made him nostalgic and longing, but it also made his heart overflow with sadness and bitterness. Complicated emotions were intertwined in one place, and tears were about to fall.

Suddenly Hai Jing's lips hurt, and a bloody smell came into his mouth.He couldn't help letting go of Feng Xiangyue, and said with a smile: "It's the first time I kiss someone like this, and you left me with a wound."

Feng Xiangyue's lips were stained with Hai Jing's blood, which looked bright.He pursed his lips, frowned and said: "Stop talking nonsense, I just ask you, can I still believe you!"

"It's up to you to decide." Hai Jing suddenly took him out of his arms and let him lean against the stone wall in the cave, with a serious expression on his face, "Leave Mingcheng immediately after your body recovers, I don't want you to leave Mingcheng again." suffer any harm."

Feng Xiangyue suddenly found that Hai Jing's voice became softer and softer, while her body became warmer.When he moved his eyes, he suddenly realized that Hai Jing was holding his hand, and at some point he had caught his pulse door, sending the source of true energy into his body, allowing him to recover gradually.

True energy is more important than life to martial arts practitioners, but Hai Jing gave most of his true energy to Feng Xiangyue at this time, just so that he could leave Mingcheng safely.

Feng Xiangyue wanted to shake off Hai Jing, but he couldn't move, so he could only scream sharply: "Take your hands away! You gave me your true energy, what should you do yourself!"

"You can accept it with peace of mind. This is the only thing I can give you now." Hai Jing caressed his cheek as if stroking a treasure, with an expression of obsession, love, and endless cherishment, " I just want you to live, that's enough."

Then, he withdrew his hand quickly, untied the Luoxia sword, and placed it beside Feng Xiangyue, "It's time to return this sword to its true owner."

Listening to Hai Jing's words, Feng Xiangyue stared at the sharkskin scabbard with scattered lines on the Luoxia sword, feeling startled.He looked up and saw Hai Jing walking out of the short cave, and couldn't help shouting, "Wait! Where are you going!"

"Go and protect the agreement between me and my father." Hai Jing looked back, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, looking so gentle and yet so decisive.

As soon as he threw himself, he disappeared into the wind and snow. Feng Xiangyue tried her best to move her body, but she just fell on the snow in a hurry.

"Hai Jing... come back... don't go to die..." His voice trembled unknowingly, his right hand was slowly raised with all his efforts, and he leaned towards the direction where Hai Jing left, and what his fingertips touched was only Fei Yang. snow grains.

In the end, the hand fell down weakly, and the fingers slowly closed, as if to vent something, tightly pinched a handful of Baixue.

Feng Xiangyue lay quietly on the ground, her body recovering little by little with the passage of time.After a long time, he moved his stiff body and finally got up from the snow. Although he was extremely anxious, he forced himself to calm down, put his legs crossed, sat in the short hole, and began to regulate the true energy in his body.

Biting her lips lightly, Feng Xiangyue snorted coldly, "Hai Jing, why should I, Feng Xiangyue, listen to you! I will never step out of Mingcheng tonight. I want to save you too!"

When Hai Jing returned to Hai Lan Manor, everyone had gone back to the house to avoid the snow, only a few disciples of the Yao Sword Sect were sitting around under the eaves of the blue tiles and watching Hai Yuan.There was a fire under the eaves, and they yawned so much that they only cast a glance at Haiyuan from time to time.

Haiyuan was tied under a tree, trembling in the cold wind, his dull eyes fixed on the ground, his teeth chattering constantly, as if he suddenly aged ten years.

It wasn't until a shadow shrouded him in front of him that he shivered like a frightened bird, raised his head and stared blankly at the person coming.

Hai Jing stood in the snow, bowed his head and watched him silently, his black hair fluttering in the wind, the water-blue skirt was covered with grains of white snow, and his skin was coated with a faint luster by the moonlight.

His expression was as calm as still water, but it was more frightening than the wind and snow here.

"Hai...Hai Jing..." Hai Yuan was overjoyed immediately, like a person who saw the light in purgatory, struggled forward, fell to the ground suddenly, wriggled and crawled towards Hai Jing.

The ropes tightly bound his arms and legs, and the snow soaked his skirt, but he seemed to have no feeling, only the existence of the sea mirror in his eyes.

"...Please...help me...I knew you would come back..." He finally crawled to Haijing's feet, tears pouring down his face, his voice choked.

Hai Jing bent down, twisted his collar, and pulled him to the front, "Don't get me wrong, I will come back for Hailanzhuang, not for you! You really think I don't know what you are doing matter!"

Haiyuan's face was covered with tears, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Hai Jing... I'm sorry for you... I'm just jealous that my father gave you more affection and taught you more things than me... You I can't understand how my mother and I look forward to the arrival of our father every night..."

Hai Jing let out a long sigh, threw Hai Yuan on the ground, and stood up.

How else could he blame Haiyuan?The one curled up on the ground was just a weak person who longed for fatherly love and to be valued.

He doesn't hate Haiyuan, all he has is sadness and regret.

Taking a deep breath, Hai Jing helped Hai Yuan up from the ground, and brushed off the snowflakes on his clothes, "Listen, leave the rest to me. Hai Lan Zhuang is something my father entrusted to me, and I will never Let it fall into King's Landing!"

Haiyuan took a few breaths, and hissed, "...you...do you want to bear the charge yourself? They will kill you!"

Hai Jing smiled nonchalantly, stood up and faced the sleepy guards under the eaves, "Kill me? They don't have the ability!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand fiercely, and hit the tree with his fist hard, causing the snow on the branches to fall down with a bang.The guards, who were dozing off with their heads down, jumped up in shock and looked at Hai Jing. After a while, they finally became fully awake, their faces turned pale, and they yelled into the room: "Master! It's Hai Jing! Hai Jing coming!"

When the door creaked open, Jun Linyue led his disciples out first, and Xing Wushuang Shi Shiran walked behind, with a smug smile on his face.Afterwards, Master Xuanmo, Lian Xingchuan, Tao Wangxian, Master of the False Qingfeng Sect and Lu Feixian each brought their disciples to the courtyard one after another.

In just a moment, a circle of people surrounded Hai Jing.Lu Feixian looked at Hai Jing not far away, his face was more stern than usual, while Feng Yinghua was anxiously scratching her ears and stamping her feet.

Seeing Hai Jing standing silently in the courtyard, Jun Linyue came to him with his hands behind his back, "Hai Jing? Why did you appear here?"

"You guys should know the reason better than me." Hai Jing smiled, and there seemed to be some anger in the smile, making it unpredictable.

Jun Linyue smiled gracefully, "You really know how to joke, how could I know why you came here?"

Hai Yuan bit his lip, shaking even more than before.He stared at the ground with wide eyes, and suddenly shouted, "It's Hai Jing! He is the one who killed the members of the Xue family! If the guards didn't find out in time, he would have attacked me just now!"

After Hai Jing heard this, the corners of her lips twitched slightly, unable to tell whether it was disappointment or helplessness.Everyone in the courtyard had different expressions, some were surprised, some didn't care, some were angry, and some gloated.