Beautiful lady, why not follow the thief

This is the first time that Yan Heng has used witch hazel so domineeringly, and the true heart method is really effective. Yan Heng feels that every inch of meridian in his body no longer resists the external qi and blood, but he still doesn't know what went wrong , these infuriating energy still cannot be used smoothly, and will still be slowly reversed bit by bit.

The head of Cangya Mountain's generation had no power to fight back against Jin Luqu, and could only let him exploit him.

The voices of the disciples on the twelfth floor came from outside, and it was time for Lai Liushang and Feige to arrive.Qin Yuan only hesitated for a moment, then jumped over the window and fled. Tongque was worried about Yan Heng, so he didn't go after him.

Qin Duanyang's body began to dry up, his skin was like rapidly drying petals, and soon wrinkled, the blood in his left eye socket also stopped, and soon there was no more blood left on his body.

His whole body collapsed on the ground like a haystack whose supports had been removed, and he could not rest in peace.And Yan Heng moved his palms like a flashback. This feeling was different from before, as if his body was full of strength. He felt that his skin was as solid as steel, and even some small pains caused by old diseases suddenly disappeared. Existing again, Yan Heng picked up Qin Duanyang's sword and swiped it into his palm.

"Young master!" Tongque didn't understand what he meant, and stepped forward to stop him. Before he touched Yan Heng, he was shocked by the vigor around him and retreated.

That hit didn't make any wounds.

Yan Heng tried again, this time on the arm, with three points more force than before, but there was still no wound.

He guessed that this was an additional effect brought about by the thorough application of witch hazel, like having an invincible golden body of eighteen arhats, but he didn't know how long it would last.

This is not what he cares about most now.

Yan Heng slowly turned his head to look at Tongque.

"Little Lord……"

"Why?" he asked, "Did you also do it on purpose when you were outside the window? You deliberately took a step late and missed the opportunity."

Bronze Sparrow sullenly did not speak.

At this time, someone suddenly pushed the door and broke in. It was Liu Shang.

Liu Shang, who rushed over, saw two corpses lying on the ground at a glance, one was no longer recognizable, and the other, after he recognized it, immediately called out: "Madam Yu?!"

Looking at the very uncomfortable atmosphere between Yan Heng and Tongque, Liu Shang even started to cry: "Young...Master?"

Neither of them glanced at the door.

Naturally, Xie Wuqiu also came in with Liuzhang. Unlike Liuzhang, he directly recognized the corpse at Yan Heng's feet as Qin Duanyang.Seeing Qin Duanyang die here with his own eyes, he didn't know what it was like in his heart. He was not happy, but he was not sad for him either.

And it is obvious that Qin Duanyang died under the golden hazel song. Xie Wuqiu looked at Yan Heng angrily. They clearly agreed that Yan Heng could not use it until he found the news about the lower golden hazel song, even if it was a last resort. , and cannot kill.He had already taken a big step back, changing from forcing Yan Heng to "abolish the witch hazel song" to such a condition, and even gave him the upper part of the mental method in a jerk.It didn't take long for Yan Heng to make an exception.

But when Xie Wuqiu looked at Yan Heng full of anger, he was stunned.

Yan Heng's whole body was like a ghost Shura exuding yin energy, and his eyes were ashamed as withered.He took a step in the direction of Tongque, Xie Wuqiu thought it was not good, rushed to pull him, Yan Heng turned sideways and gave him a palm.

The internal force contained in this palm is extremely strong, Xie Wuqiu avoided the real palm, but was still brushed by the strong wind, cutting the corner of his clothes.He pulled out his kissing neck, and the sword wind passed by, with awe-inspiring sword intent.

However, none of the swords hurt Yan Heng.

"Yan Fanghan, wake up!" Xie Wuqiu shouted in his ear.

That name seemed to have touched Yan Heng, he paused, a look of grief flashed across his face, and immediately the invisible energy around him seemed to have finally been exhausted, and the light in his eyes also went out, and he fell down.

Xie Wuqiu caught him.

Liu Shang was already in a daze, everything in front of him was like a spliced ​​dream, so unreal.He didn't know whether he should go to see Yan Heng or Mrs. Yu, and helplessly called Tong Que, but Tong Que stood there motionless and did not respond.

Xie Wuqiu tried Yan Heng's pulse, frowned tightly, picked him up and ran outside, not caring about everything here.

***

Yan Heng was not in a coma for a long time, Xie Wuqiu mixed some medicine for him, and he woke up within half an hour.After waking up, he looked around and saw that Tongque and Feige were both there.He pushed Xie Wuqiu away and got off the bed, took out the sword on the table and struck at Tongque, shouting: "I will kill you!"

Liushang and Feige went up to stop him, but Tongque stood there with eyes closed and neck bent.

Yan Heng passed out again without tossing twice. When he woke up for the second time, he kept staring at the ceiling without eating or speaking, and ignored anyone who spoke to him, like a walking dead.

This situation lasted for three days, and he, who didn't even drink water, became visibly sluggish, his lips were chapped, and his skin became sickly gray.

It's useless for Liuzhang to cry beside his bed, whether it's funny or not, and it doesn't work whether Tongque comes to admit his mistake or provoke him.It wasn't until Feige stayed by his bedside all night and said something that Yan Heng drank a little water, but he still stared at the ceiling all day long, not caring about worldly affairs.

The dead soldiers buried Ayu and buried the bones of Yan Shouwei together, and announced the news of Qin Duanyang's death to the world. As for Qin Yuan, he disappeared without a trace.

On the tenth day, Tongque cooked porridge and brought it into the house as usual, when he was about to leave, Xie Wuqiu pushed the door open and entered.

Bronze Sparrow glanced at him lightly, but it was no longer as sharp as it used to be, it just stood in front of him and signaled him to go out.

Xie Wuqiu said: "You let me have a few words with him."

Tongque hesitated for a moment, Xie Wuqiu walked around her when she saw this, picked up the porridge on the table and walked into the inner room, Tongque thought for a while and stopped him, it was the first time she spoke to him in such a low tone: "Please... …Admonish the young master, at least let the young master drink the porridge. Then help me tell the young master that the life of the Tongque belongs to him. If you want to kill or cut it, you will do as you please, and you will never complain."

After Tongque finished speaking, he lowered his head and exited the door, then turned around and gently closed the door.

Xie Wuqiu shrugged his shoulders expressionlessly, first stirred the spoon by himself, and secretly drank a few mouthfuls of porridge.

He approached the bed curtain, and saw Yan Heng's pale appearance through the gauze, he was speechless, went to lift the gauze and sat beside him.The porridge tasted surprisingly good, and he couldn't help but take a few more sips, and said, "I said to you, how long are you going to pretend to be dead? You won't forget that there is still a deal between us, right? My daughter here If you promise to stay on the twelfth floor, it's good for you, if you don't do practical things, you will be lazy."

Yan Heng didn't respond, and Xie Wuqiu didn't expect him to respond so quickly, and continued to babble non-stop: "Tell me about you, isn't it just that your parents are dead, and you are like an orphan in the world, and you have low tolerance How can you become the landlord of the twelfth floor when you are like this? Let me be the one."

He really has the ability to make people want to reply with a few words, and after talking for a while, Yan Heng's eyes, which are always calm all day long, glanced at him unexpectedly.

Xie Wuqiu said again: "Besides, your parents are not very good things. One is said to want to kill you, and the other shouts to kill you every time I see you. Who said that my childhood was not happy last time? Who is better? Unlucky?"

Finally, Yan Heng couldn't help it, his dry lips moved lightly, his voice that had not made a sound for a long time seemed hoarse and sticky, and he said angrily: "You still remember what happened for so long..."

Xie Wuqiu smiled, turned his head to look at him: "Doesn't it mean you also remember?"

Yan Heng closed his eyes lightly and sighed.

Xie Wuqiu said: "Eat when you wake up, this porridge is delicious." He said that he wanted to help Yan Heng up, but Yan Heng still shook his head and refused.

Xie Wuqiu said: "Oh, the young host wants me to feed you, right? Let's be honest, it's not that I don't agree with you." After finishing speaking, he took a sip of porridge from the bowl and put it to Yan Heng's mouth.

Yan Heng became angry, his whole body was so tired that he seemed to be falling apart, he insisted on sitting up halfway on the bed and pushed him away, and said weakly: "You are enough surnamed Xie."

Xie Wuqiu looked at the porridge, then looked at Yan Heng's lips, and smiled pointedly: "It's not enough, since I have tasted the taste, how can I do it once?"

Yan Heng seemed to have nothing to do with him, leaning on the mountain pillow and sighed again.

Xie Wuqiu said: "Do it again." After finishing speaking, he went to drink porridge again, Yan Heng hurriedly stopped him, grabbed the bowl and spoon: "I will do it myself..."

Yan Heng took the bowl, staring at the still warm porridge in the bowl, thinking that he had no appetite these days, but now he was being conjured into this situation by the man in front of him, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Xie Wuqiu didn't mind his silence, and continued: "Actually, my father was also burned to death. I watched him burn to death and turn into ashes."

Yan Heng's hand holding the spoon paused slightly.

"You also know that I am from Mobei. I was indeed born in Mobei. My mother is a flower in Mohe! She is so beautiful that others hate her. I don't know why I fell in love with my father." Xie Wuqiu pushed Pushing Yan Heng's bowl, urging him to continue drinking, "My father is from the Central Plains. He used to be an official. He seems to have committed some crime. He was sent to the Western Regions. My mother fell in love with him, so he just gave up. He robbed the prison halfway to save people, and then the two saw each other and wandered the world together."

The one in the middle is still a sinful official with the surname Xie, Yan Heng thought to himself, maybe it is indeed from the Xie family in Huaiyang.

Xie Wuqiu continued: "The love between the two of them is very serious, so I won't tell you. Anyway, my father is a dead bookworm, and he only wants to punish evil and promote good, but my mother is not taboo about meat and vegetables. God knows this How did the two get together?"

Yan Heng thought in his heart: Although he has been picking and criticizing these two people, it can be heard that he is happy in his heart, and his parents are indeed a loving couple, which is really enviable.

Yan Heng couldn't help asking: "Your swordsmanship has been so good since you were a child, your parents shouldn't be bad at martial arts, right?"

"Both of them, it's okay, not bad." Xie Wuqiu said, "My swordsmanship is good because I have high comprehension and talent, understand?"

Yan Heng gave him a white look.

Xie Wuqiu recalled it for a while, and his tone was still the same as at the beginning: "I don't know if you remember the natural disaster in Mohe that year. It was very serious. Later, the plague broke out in many villages, and my father was infected. At that time, the superior ordered to set fire to it. .My father died in that fire."

Yan Heng swallowed a mouthful of porridge slowly, fiddling with the porridge soup and didn't know what to say.

"I asked mother why she didn't save dad, and mother said dad won't survive this time, so let's give him a ride."

"On the day my father died, my mother didn't shed a single tear. She gave me a token and told me to find an old woman named Shi Yijing, and then she took poison to find my father. I took the token to find Shi Yijing, Only then did I know that my mother is from Xinglin Valley, she escaped from staying in the valley, and finally found that my medical skills can’t even save a plague.”

"My mother's last words were to tell me to study medicine with Granny Jing, but unfortunately, I'm really not interested in medical skills, and that old woman is too fierce! If she catches me, she will tell me that I am the one of destiny. People, are here to end the old sins for Xinglin Valley."

Hearing this, Yan Heng pondered for a while: "The eight-character prophecy was released by Shiyi Mirror, it seems that it is really you?"

Xie Wuqiu deliberately avoided his words: "Perhaps. The old woman opened her eyes, left her eight-character prophecy and died, and then I ran to the Central Plains alone."

"Now I find that there is nothing worthwhile in the Central Plains. I should obediently fulfill the wishes of my mother and the old woman, and end the old sins of Xinglin Valley." He clicked Yan Heng, "Find the remains of the golden hazel song early, and destroy it." It, the world is peaceful."

Yan Heng stirred the porridge, seemed to suppress his sneer, and said, "If you destroy it, will the world be peaceful?"

Xie Wuqiu said indifferently: "Well, I don't care about it. The common people in this world should stand on the sidelines, stay out of the matter, live on yourself first, and then think about those who are there or not."

Yan Heng fell silent.

Xie Wuqiu pushed him: "Okay, I've talked so much, it's your turn."

Yan Heng glared at him: "What should I do?"

"Tell me how your father died." Xie Wuqiu said, "There is no such thing as a secret in the world, what about your secret?"

The author has something to say:

Xie Wuqiu: Don’t forget you still have tasks to do

Yan Heng: ... help me up

Xie Wuqiu: I'm chatting with you*()&...*&%&...

Yan Heng (lie down again): let me die