Jinghong knife

Seeing that Qing Ming was wearing thin clothes, Chu Hanyang finally had enough of laughing, and moved his body inward, and lifted a corner of the quilt.

"Come in first, your injury is not healed yet, don't freeze anymore."

Qing Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly slipped in. The originally warm blanket also felt a little cold, but because of the addition of one person, it warmed up more quickly.

Chu Hanyang leaned over carefully, avoiding Qing Ming's injuries, and smiled lightly.

"You haven't answered what I just asked you, tell me, what are you doing sneakily on my bed in the middle of the night?"

The clothes on both of them were very thin, and the body temperature was transmitted to each other, and they couldn't help sighing at the same time, feeling that they had finally returned to a normal state.

Qing Ming still seemed to be a little embarrassed, and in the end his heart broke down, and he said in a low voice: "This subordinate...is alone, can't sleep."

In the past few months, Chu Hanyang is not the only one who has developed the habit, he is also used to sleeping with Chu Hanyang in his arms.

Now that they were separated, not only Chu Hanyang felt uncomfortable, but Qing Ming felt even more uncomfortable.

Lying on the bed, he always felt that his arms were empty, with a big piece missing, as if the cold wind kept coming in, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and touched it quietly.

Qingming thought that if Chu Hanyang fell asleep, she would take a look at him, which would be a consolation, and then leave quietly, but unexpectedly, Chu Hanyang not only did not sleep, but also caught him.

Chu Hanyang smiled, and wanted to rub against his arms, but suddenly thought of the wounds all over his body and the two bloody holes he had poked, so he didn't dare to move.

He gently put his hand on the wound he stabbed with the knife, and whispered: "It hurts."

He knew that he hardly kept his hands back at that time, and the two heaviest injuries on Qing Ming's body were all because of himself.

Qingming paused for a moment, feeling that Chu Hanyang's hair was itching against his neck, his throat moved, and his voice was still a little hoarse.

"It doesn't hurt."

Chu Hanyang didn't believe his words at all, he sighed, raised his head slightly, and kissed Qing Ming's cool lips.

"You idiot, what are you doing in that situation?"

He lost control like this last time, and when he woke up, there was no living person around.

At that time, he was still holding a severed arm of unknown origin in his left hand, his eyes were covered with blood, and his shoes were soaked in blood, and all he could see in his eyes were corpses or corpses.

Therefore, he didn't let Qing Ming come out, not because he was afraid of Xue Yiwei, but because he was afraid that he would die in his hands.Unexpectedly, in the end, he almost died in his own hands.

Qing Ming lowered his head, and matched Chu Hanyang's kiss, trying to hug him into his arms, but Chu Hanyang frowned and backed away a little, worrying about his injuries.

Qingming's arm paused in the air, but he still hugged Chu Hanyang vaguely into his arms, trying not to touch his wound.

"The subordinate was scared at that time. The subordinate always felt that if he let go, he might never see the Lord again."

Chu Hanyang's body trembled. Indeed, Yan Ruoqing said that he had lost control more than once before, and the time of waking up was getting longer and longer. If he went mad again, he might completely lose his mind and become a murderous devil.

This time, however, he woke up and didn't even kill a single person.

Chu Hanyang raised his eyes, his phoenix pupils were bright, and he looked at Qingming with a smile. Qingming's deep eyes were somewhat puzzled and doubtful, and he didn't know why he was suddenly in a good mood.

"Ah Qing, you are destined to belong to me. In this life, just stay with me honestly, and don't even think about finding someone else to live with."

Qing Ming was still puzzled, but he replied obediently: "Yes. The subordinate has already handed over everything to the master."

Chu Hanyang hooked his lips secretly, and kissed him deeply. Qingming held his face and deepened the kiss again. The two of them breathed intertwined and skin pressed each other, and fell asleep hugging each other not long after. No more tossing and turning for half a minute before.

Chu Hanyang's internal strength was overdrawn, coupled with some minor skin injuries, he fully recovered within a few days.

Since he got well, he started to get tired of Qing Ming every day without knowing why, and Qing Ming had a secret admiration for him, so naturally he couldn't ask for it, and let him be intimacy in various ways.

Both of them were in a good mood, plus Yan Ruoqing's superb medical skills, within half a month, even Qing Ming's injuries were completely healed.

But there was one thing that Chu Hanyang didn't expect. Chu Xiangyang, who had been thrown to the blood clothes guard before, disappeared.

When Chu Hanyang learned of this matter, he was unusually calm, silent for a long time, without saying anything, and then he put this matter behind him, completely treating it as an insignificant matter.

Chu Hanyang sat leisurely in the courtyard, looked at the thin layer of snow that had just fallen outside, squinted his eyes, Qingming came out from behind him, covered him with another blanket, and handed him another cup hot water.

Chu Hanyang took a sip of the water, and said, "Since you are well, you and I should go back. Chu Hentian sat in that seat for too long, it's time to change."

Qing Ming responded, and stood silently behind him, fingers casually touched the shadow on his waist, as long as the Lord wanted, he would help him get it.

That day, the two of them returned to the Valley of the Absolute Knife, while the blood-clothed guards hid in the dark and stood by at any time. They left the Forest of No Return that they hadn't left for a long time, and returned to the Valley of the Absolute Knife.

When Chu Hanyang took Qing Ming into Chu Hentian's residence again, his mood was completely different from that day.

Now in his view, Chu Hentian is just a pathetic person who married someone he didn't love, didn't dare to speak out about the person he liked openly, and even the son of the person he liked died unexpectedly.

Among the three sons, the eldest favorite died, the second child was cold-hearted, and he really didn't like it, and the third child was cynical and unstable. No matter who he was, he was not his ideal successor.

When Chu Hanyang saw Chu Hentian, he seemed to have had a lot of vicissitudes. He just sat quietly in the room, and he was not surprised to see him, as if he had been waiting there for a long time.

"Second, did you kill the boss?" Chu Hentian asked calmly.

Chu Hanyang looked at him indifferently, without expression.

"it's me."

"I thought you didn't want the Valley of Never-ending Swords."

A trace of anger flashed in Chu Hentian's eyes, but he suppressed it firmly.

He recognized the people behind Chu Hanyang, so he naturally knew that the blood-clothed guards passed down from generation to generation had already determined their master. Even though he is now the owner of the valley, those people would not listen to him.

The one who wins the blood-clothed guard wins the Valley of Absolute Sword, he has already lost.

"I really didn't want it. But someone has been trying to kill me for it, so I might as well hold it into my own hands." Chu Hanyang said calmly.

There was a flash of shock on Chu Hentian's face, and finally fell silent.

He knew that Chu Hanyang's life was not good these years, and he knew that the poison on his body was caused by the people in the valley, but he kept pretending that he didn't know it at all. In the end, he was the one who felt sorry for his son first.

Chu Hentian sighed deeply, and his whole body seemed to become much older with the exhalation of this breath.

"What about the third child? What did you do to him?"

Chu Hanyang's gaze changed and he shook his head.

"I don't know where he went. He disappeared."

Chu Hentian didn't expect him to answer like this, he was stunned for a moment, finally sighed again, and threw a token to Chu Hanyang.

"I've sat in this position for too long, so it's better to leave it to you."

Chu Hanyang caught it with one hand, and he looked down, it was a token to command Liutang.

Chu Hentian looked at the token in his hand mockingly, and said with a sneer, "It seems that Juedaogu will also change its surname to Nangong in the future."

He has always known Nangong Suxin's ambition, so he dislikes this son even more.

Chu Hanyang felt a little tired from standing, so he casually walked to a chair beside him and sat down, looked at the token in his hand and said lightly: "The Valley of Absolute Swords is mine, and no one can take it away. If I don't take it, then it will be true." His surname is Nangong."

Chu Hentian glanced at him in surprise, and said in disbelief: "She is your own mother, and you didn't help her?"

Chu Hanyang sneered: "She has nothing to do with me anymore. She said it herself. If that's the case, then why should I care about her identity. In the future, I will naturally go to her to settle the past grievances."

Chu Hentian looked at his son with a complicated expression, both surprised and reasonable.

When his son was just born, other children were innocent and innocent, but he looked at him with such indifferent and calm eyes. At that time, he felt that this son who inherited Nangong Suxin's appearance had a cold nature and was a An unfamiliar wolf.

Therefore, he didn't want to love this son, and he didn't even want to care about his life or death.

However, it happened to be the second child who didn't like him the most. He was so talented in swordsmanship that even he, the former martial arts swordsman, couldn't help feeling jealous.

That's why even after knowing that Chu Hanyang was extremely poisonous, he never worried at all.

He should have also wanted to destroy Chu Hanyang, but Nangong Suxin only thought about her ambition, and also never had this son in his eyes, but because of his talent, he had fulfilled his duty to raise him.

However, Chu Hentian did not expect that Chu Hanyang was really cold enough to attack his own mother.

Thinking of this, he looked at Chu Hanyang with a tinge of pity. A person who has no feelings, even his parents can't tolerate him. No one likes him. He doesn't know what it's like to love and be loved all his life, and he is alone.

Even though he is handsome and extraordinary, his martial arts are superb, but he is pitiful and pathetic after all.

Chu Hanyang frowned, he really didn't like the way Chu Hentian looked at him now.

Who is this bad old man sympathizing with?