Beautiful lady, why not follow the thief

Zidian dispels the clouds, and the wind is strong at night.

Every night in Xudu is such a dreary day, and the rain is about to fall but not to worry about killing people.In Yan Heng's bedroom, a small flame rose first, and the ashes of the remaining pages lay in the brazier and burned them clean. Xie Wuqiu's dog-like words finally turned into neat small script in Yan Heng's mind, and were recorded down.

In fact, there is no difference between burning and not burning.Xie Wuqiu also knew that since he had given Xinglin's suicide note to him, either he was sure that Yan Heng would really keep his mouth shut for the rest of his life, or he had decided that Yan Heng would be a dead person who could not speak in the near future.

When Shi Yijing gave the eight-character prophecy, it was probably doomed. The two of them had a life and a death.

Yan Heng fiddled with the paper ashes in the brazier with iron tongs, feeling that the air was a bit dull.

"Water——Water!!—"

Suddenly a disciple shouted loudly outside, Yan Heng frowned, put out the brazier and got up to look around.

"Where is the water?" Yan Heng randomly grabbed a disciple and asked.

"My landlord, yes, it's the West Wing."

West Wing?The west compartment is the least likely place to catch fire, and there is also an ice cellar for storing wine.Yan Heng wanted to ask more carefully, but he saw Liu Shang running from a distance, panting and stopped in front of Yan Heng, and said, "Young master, no..."

He originally wanted to say "It's not good", but when he looked around, he saw that there were still many disciples in the building. It would be provocative to say so, so he swallowed the words abruptly, leaned closer to Yan Heng's ear and whispered: " It's the remnants of Cangya Mountain! They, they attacked the Kuangyu Building at night!"

"Cangya Mountain..." Yan Heng narrowed his eyes.

After the sword discussion meeting that day, the Cangya mountain wall collapsed and was pushed down by everyone. The elders of the Sword Sect fell apart. Qin Duanyang and Qin Yuan fled with a small group of disciples, but Qin Mengwan shouted to die Apologize, the heads of the sects saw that she was a woman who was abandoned by her father at this time, and they finally moved their hearts of compassion. Talking about what happened four years ago, they wanted to seek revenge, but they couldn't find her for the time being. To Qin Mengwan.

So Cangya Mountain is now supported by Qin Mengwan alone, barely stabilizing the rest of the hearts.

Now all the sects are chasing Qin Duanyang's traces, his reputation has been ruined, and the sect that has worked hard for many years can't go back. The raid on the Kuangyu Tower tonight is to break the net with Yan Heng.

"How many people are here?" Yan Heng asked.

"Not many, they are all miscellaneous fish, not good enough." Liu Shang said, "But Qin Duanyang himself did not show up, young master, you have to be careful, he must be lurking in the dark and ready to go."

"I know."

Liuzhang knew that their young master had always been calm when encountering problems, and he was not overly concerned about major and minor matters, but at this moment he had too much ominous premonition, and was always worried that Yan Heng's calm appearance didn't take his worries to heart, so it was trivial. He muttered: "Although they are not many people, but young master, don't forget that Qin Duanyang used to have Yeyin as a spy. He must have more control over the information on the twelfth floor than you originally thought, young master. This time he must It came prepared."

When he mentioned Ye Yin, Yan Heng's eyelids twitched suddenly, he looked at the direction of the fire in the west, his face changed suddenly, and he said secretly: "Not good!"

Yan Heng leaped and flew out, Liu Shang was stunned for a moment, he suspected that seeing the bad expression on Yan Heng's face just now was a hallucination, but soon, looking at the direction Yan Heng was going, he also suddenly remembered something, Immediately my heart skipped a beat.

He jumped after him, but Yan Heng's footsteps were too fast, and he couldn't catch up.

Yan Heng rushed to the west chamber, where the fire was still raging, several disciples were carrying water to put out the fire, but coming and going were too slow to help.

Some disciples saw Yan Heng coming, and just as they were about to pack their luggage, they saw Yan Heng rushing into the flames like the wind.

"Little Lord?!"

"Little Lord--"

Yan Heng left behind the shouts of his disciples, and rushed into the sea of ​​flames regardless.The ice cellar was right under here, he turned on the switch and went down inside.

The temperature dropped suddenly below, and Yan Heng went from hot to cold, and his body shivered involuntarily. He looked around the cellar and gradually slowed down his pace. The root string finally broke, and he quickly rushed to the bottom of the ice cellar again.

There is an ice coffin in the ear chamber, in which a corpse is stored.The icy environment minimized the decay rate of the corpse, and it still looks like a living body, as if the person was just asleep.

If outsiders see the person in the ice coffin, they will be frightened out of their wits, thinking that the "famous" big devil has returned.The person lying in the ice coffin was none other than Yan Shouwei, the landlord of the former [-]th floor, Yan Heng's father.

But he is indeed dead, leaving only a cold frozen corpse here, no one cares about it.

However, not long ago, someone came in here, surrounded the ice coffin with sticks of grass and set fire to it!This man wanted to melt the ice coffin, and then burn the body to wipe out the traces.

Don't think about this person, it must be Qin Duanyang.The secret of Yan Shouwei's corpse must have been known to him from Ye Yin, and he probably knew more.

To burn corpses, either Qin Duanyang and Yan Shouwei had a feud, or it had to be a blood feud, so it was not enough for people to die, and they had to vent their anger on human corpses.Or, he has other purposes, for example, to stimulate living people.

He's here again for the witch hazel!

Yan Heng came to this conclusion, but he didn't have time to think about it. Once the ice coffin melted, as long as the fire touched Yan Shouwei's clothes, the whole fragile body would burn, and it was impossible to save it.

But what did he use to put out the fire?There is only wine here, and it will only get stronger and stronger!

Yan Heng didn't care much anymore, he took off his cloak and rushed over to beat the burning fire, the ice on that piece of wall had already melted, Yan Heng's clothes were stained with water, and he went to beat again.

"Master Yan Shao, please save yourself."

When that damned voice appeared, Yan Heng turned his head suddenly, his eyes shot at Qin Duanyang like sharp arrows, but after just one glance, he couldn't say anything.

Qin Duanyang didn't come alone. He held a sword across a woman's neck. He grabbed the woman's back collar and looked at Yan Heng with a sinister smile.There was a kind of gratification in that smile, because he saw Yan Heng's distorted face as he wished.

The woman is Ayu.

"Mother!!" Yan Heng took a step forward, but Qin Duanyang rebuked him with his eyes.

"Qin Duanyang, you are fine..." Yan Heng's nails were almost embedded in his flesh, "Please make a special trip to Luocheng and bring my mother here."

"Hahahaha, don't bother, don't bother." Qin Duanyang smiled complacently, but it was different from the complacency at the Sword Discussion Meeting. It was a desperate and hysterical madness. The first gift, I didn’t expect Master Yan Shao to give me such a big one in return at Banque Mountain, so I have no choice but to continue to reciprocate and give you a bigger one.”

Yan Heng was concerned about the ice coffin behind him, and worried about the hostages in Qin Duanyang's hands.

After seeing Yan Heng, Ayu suddenly became agitated and kept struggling, with fear in his eyes: "Devil!! Devil!! Go away, go away!"

Impatient, Qin Duanyang grabbed her hair and warned, "Be honest!"

Ayu was frightened by the sword cut some skin and flesh, and shrank like a quail.

Yan Heng said anxiously: "Qin Duanyang, what do you want?"

"Young master is so smart, you should have already guessed it?" Qin Duanyang unhurriedly straightened Ayu's messy hair, "Hand over the golden hazel, and I will let her go."

"If you hesitate for a moment, your father's coffin will be more dangerous."

Yan Heng glared at him angrily. The big cloak from earlier had already been thrown into the fire, and only half of it was burned. As for murder.

But as soon as he pounced twice, a gust of sword wind struck from behind.

"Young master, you are not good."

Qin Duanyang smiled from a distance, he was still standing where he was, holding Ayu hostage.

The person who stabbed Yan Heng was Qin Yuan.

Yan Heng rolled his clothes backhand and involved the sword edge. Qin Yuan's sword slowed down and he could only draw the sword, but Yan Heng used his clothes as a hemp rope, rolled the sword tightly to prevent him from retreating, and then stretched out his hand suddenly Probe his throat.

Qin Yuan discarded his sword and brushed Yan Heng's hand with his palm, looking down, there was a bloodstain on his palm.

A red drop of water also dripped from the "Red Crisp Hand", Yan Heng looked at him coldly.

The two of them had fought once before in Dongshan, Sishui Town. That time Yan Heng was afraid of revealing his identity and did not dare to show his true strength, but this time he has no scruples.

Qin Yuan stared at the bloodstains on his hands before he realized that this person was never a sick man, he was the young landlord of the twelfth floor, Yan Heng.

"Yan Heng..." Qin Yuan read silently, as if remembering something, looking at Yan Heng with complicated eyes.

Yan Heng was so anxious about the ice coffin that he had no time to fight him, seeing Qin Yuan staring at him in a daze, he called out, "Senior Brother Qin."

As expected, Qin Yuan paused, and Yan Heng said again: "Senior Brother Qin, I know that you also became a demon in one thought..."

Qin Yuan smiled sadly and interrupted him: "Lord Yan, do you still want to teach me the principle of turning back and being right? Why don't you look back first?"

Yan Heng turned his head sharply, and saw that Ayu had been pinched by Qin Duanyang's neck, and he was about to die of breath, his face was flushed from holding back, and the whites of his eyes rolled out.

"Stop!" Yan Heng resolutely threw away the silver needle in his hand, pulled out the Hidden Blade on his left arm, and threw them on the ground together.Qin Yuan picked up the sword and put it on his neck.

Qin Duanyang smiled with satisfaction and let go of his hand.

"Yuan'er, check him for witch hazel."

"Yes."

Qin Yuan obeyed the order to search for Yan Heng, groped for a while on him, and replied: "Nothing."

Qin Duanyang's eyes flashed with hostility, and he sneered at Yan Heng: "Take me to get it, otherwise, let your mother and old thief Yan reunite underground."

Yan Heng said angrily, "Extinguish the fire first!"

Qin Duanyang raised his head and laughed: "Death is dead, why are you pretending to be a filial son? Didn't you kill people yourself? Little thing, don't try to play tricks with me, I will count to three, if you don't lead the way, she will die !"

"Qin Duanyang!!"

"one."

"Qin Yuan, is this the kind of master you pursue? Cangya Mountain is also like this in your heart?"

"two."

Qin Yuan, holding a sword, urged Yan Heng.

Qin Duanyang grabbed the back of Ayu's neck and was about to count to three, Yan Heng shouted: "Stop! I will lead the way!"

Qin Duanyang narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I don't have much patience, you'd better hurry up."

Yan Heng's face was gloomy and terrifying, he gave Qin Duanyang a hard look, and finally took a step forward.Those legs seemed to be filled with a thousand tons of water and couldn't move. Finally, Yan Heng looked back at the ice coffin that was about to melt in the firelight, and said in a low voice: "Qin Duanyang, you will regret it."