Taking Advantage of Others [Rebirth]

Yue Xiao died.

He died on a bone-chilling snowy night, leaning on a knife and kneeling in front of Shen Qingyu. His cloth was soaked in blood, but he still tried his best to keep the enemy out.

The cold wind cut through Shen Qingyu's chest and lungs like a sharp blade, he coughed up a lot of blood, his face was aching from the cold, he couldn't tell whether it was blood or tears, he just squeezed Yue Xiao's cold body Hands, clenched teeth without saying a word.

Zhang Xiuyuan, the head disciple of the Lingkong Sect, wiped off the blood on the sword, and said with a smile: "The first knife, Yue Xiao, was nothing more than that."

But Shen Qingyu knew that the farewell wine just now was poisonous, if Yue Xiao hadn't been poisoned, how could he be defeated by Zhang Xiuyuan.

He didn't know who poisoned it.

It has been several months since the Shen family was destroyed. He dragged his sick body and escaped from the pile of dead people, but now he once again watched someone close to him die in front of his eyes.

And Zhang Xiuyuan returned his sword back to its sheath, squinted at Shen Qingyu contemptuously, and couldn't hide the sarcasm in his tone: "It's hard for a sick and consumptive ghost to become a great weapon, so it doesn't matter if you don't kill it."

Not far behind him stood his younger brother Zhang Xiuming, and a masked man, who was wrapped in black, watching Zhang Xiuyuan fight with Yue Xiao quietly like a bystander, but at this moment After he finished his mouth, the voice came out muffled from behind the mask, as if he was deliberately suppressing his throat, so as not to let people recognize his identity: "There is no need to be soft-hearted, cut grass and roots."

So Zhang Xiuyuan pierced Shen Qingyu's chest with a sword, and the tip of the sword pierced/punched out from Shen Qingyu's back. He lightly twisted the hilt, and then pulled out the long sword. Painful, he clenched Yue Xiao's hand tightly, and staggered down in the snow, only to feel that it was getting colder and colder, and there was only blood in front of his eyes.

He hates.

He hated himself for not being able to practice martial arts and not being able to hold a sword, hated himself for killing Yue Xiao's life for no reason, and even more hated that he had foolishly followed the righteous way all the way, thinking that justice was in the hearts of the people.

He thought, if he knows how to be flexible, if he can trust Yue Xiao, if he can accept his own identity, if he can get the divergence...

But he regretted his intestines, and he couldn't go back to the past.

He fell into a pool of blood, the past and the past passed by like a dream.

He saw a fire in his house, and his century-old foundation was destroyed in a torch. He and his elder brother fled everywhere, begging all over the world, but no one was willing to help.He also saw that back then the Shen family made friends with heroes from all over the world, his family was full of families, and knights from all over the world were willing to befriend his father.

He looked at all the sorrows, joys and sufferings in this life upside down, and his eyes gradually became dizzy, but he vaguely heard a voice calling him from nowhere.

Return.

The voice repeated heavily.

Time to come back.

……

Shen Qingyu suddenly woke up from the dream.

The elder brother Shen Ruiwen shook his shoulders with a worried face, asked him what's the matter in a low voice, stretched out his hand to test the temperature on his forehead, frowned, and sighed: "Why do you have a fever again?"

Shen Qingyu just stared at him blankly.

If he remembered correctly, Shen Ruiwen should have died.

He still remembered how Zhang Xiuyuan threw the seriously injured Shen Ruiwen in front of him. Shen Ruiwen's throat was cut, and blood was gushing out, but he hadn't completely died yet, and the look in Shen Qingyu's eyes was even more speechless pain and shock.

He couldn't speak, so Zhang Xiuyuan spoke for him.

"I told him." Zhang Xiuyuan always chuckled, "I told him how his father colluded with the devil, and how he treated the devil's only son as his own and raised him with care. Killed his whole family."

At that time, Shen Qingyu watched Shen Ruiwen die, he thought that he was the root of all disasters, and Shen Ruiwen might hate him until his death.

Now Shen Ruiwen is not dead...No, Shen Qingyu remembered again, if he remembers correctly, he should be dead too.

But he is still alive.

Shen Ruiwen still looked at him worriedly, talked to him cautiously, and asked, "Qing Yu, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

Shen Qingyu managed to stabilize his mind and said, "I'm fine."

He looked around, they were in a dilapidated temple, all he could see were broken floor tiles and statues of gods planted among waist-high dry grass, there were only him and Shen Ruiwen in the temple.In the cold autumn, Shen Ruiwen lit a fire, which was about to go out at this moment. This scene was very familiar, as if he had already experienced it.

He finally remembered the few words he had just heard in his drowsiness, it was really like a real dream, everything he saw now appeared in that "dream"... Is it really just a dream?

Shen Ruiwen saw that he seemed to be fine, but the high fever persisted, so he couldn't help but sighed again, and said in a low voice: "Let's go to the town to find a doctor."

This sentence is also the same as in the dream.

Shen Qingyu was weak since he was a child, and illness was a very common thing for him. After the accident at home, Shen Ruiwen took Shen Qingyu to flee around, eating and sleeping in the open all the way, Shen Qingyu accidentally contracted a cold and had a high fever, but they Afterwards, there were soldiers chasing him, Shen Ruiwen didn't dare to ask a doctor for him, for fear of revealing his whereabouts, but seeing that Shen Qingyu was getting more and more ill, no matter what, he couldn't procrastinate like this any longer.

Shen Qingyu shook his head.

"It's okay." He said according to his own memory, "Where are we going next?"

These days, they hid in Tibet and begged many of their father's old friends, but not many people were willing to come forward to help them avenge them. Now that the two of them are nearing the end of their rope, they are even more disheartened and don't know what to do.

"A hundred miles away from the city, you will reach Uncle Ying's Zhengqi Hall." Shen Ruiwen thought for a long time before he said, "It's worth a try."

He hesitated in his tone, apparently he didn't believe that Ying Zhengyang would help, but Shen Qingyu frowned, feeling as if a heart was about to burst out of his chest, beating suddenly.

Every word Shen Ruiwen said, and even the subtle expressions between his brows and eyes, were exactly the same as what was recorded in Shen Qingyu's mind.

Is that really a dream?

No, that was not a dream, Shen Qingyu felt that it was not a dream.

How could everything in the dream be so real, and how could it be almost the same as reality?Shen Qingyu couldn't help thinking about the last few words he heard, returning home, it seemed more like reincarnation.

Although he didn't know why his soul could return to a few months ago, but since he knew what was going to happen next, he naturally wouldn't let those things continue to happen.

He knew what would happen when they went to find Ying Zhengyang.

Ying Zhengyang was full of chivalry, and he and their father were life-and-death friends. Seeing their suffering now, he would naturally not stand idly by, but the enemy was so ferocious that Ying Zhengyang could not handle it.

They stayed in Ying's house for less than a month, and the entire family of Ying's family was destroyed. Ying Zhengyang and his wife and daughter died tragically in front of Shen Qingyu. A secret book of magic arts kept by his father on his behalf, and a peerless knife that cuts gold and iron.But until he died, he didn't know who the masked man he saw last was. He only knew that he had to stop all of this.

"You can't go to Uncle Ying." Shen Qingyu said firmly, "You must not go to him."

Shen Ruiwen was very puzzled, in their current situation, if they did not turn to other people for protection, they would definitely not be able to resist when the pursuers came before them.

The closest to them was Ying's family, if he didn't ask Ying Zhengyang for help at this time, he really didn't know who else he could ask for help.

Shen Qingyu said, "There are still people who can help us."

Shen Ruiwen was still very puzzled: "Who?"

Shen Qingyu: "Yue Xiao."

It's good that he didn't mention the name, but as soon as he said the name, Shen Ruiwen's face darkened immediately, as if he mentioned something extremely irritating, he frowned and said: "Qing Yu, such a villain— —”

Shen Qingyu interrupted him firmly: "He's just a little informal."

Yue Xiao claims to have no family and no sect, and no one knows about his past. He is very good at swordsmanship. He was only a few months into the Central Plains rivers and lakes, and he was already respected as the first swordsman in the rivers and lakes.

He acts casually and never abides by the rules of the world. The righteous way doesn't like him, and he doesn't like the evil way of killing people indiscriminately. Therefore, he has been in the world for many years and has never gotten close to any powerful sect. He is still alone.A few years ago, he was attacked and fell into disaster. Just as Shen Qingyu was guarding his mother's tomb in the mountains and rescued him, he fell in love with Shen Qingyu at first sight, and since then he has wished to stick to Shen Qingyu and run away.

He sent many letters to Shen's residence, none of the polite manners of the Central Plains were in the letters, they were so straightforward that it was unbearable to read more, and they were sincere like a bewildered man.But Shen Qingyu is a man after all, if this matter spreads to the Jianghu, I'm afraid it will make people laugh, Shen Ruiwen read the letter without objection, and was so angry that he immediately gathered several masters from the mansion to guard him outside the mansion, threatening to beat him up .

I don't want them to patrol for a few days without even touching Yue Xiao's clothes. A love letter will definitely appear in Shen Qingyu's house every few days. Shen Ruiwen is so annoyed that he simply waits in Yaodi's house all night. A man was sitting in front of him, eating melon seeds and drinking tea. The man hung two straight knives, one long and one short, looking at him with a smile, and said, "Brother, you have worked hard at the night watch." It was the villain Yue Xiao.

But before Shen Ruiwen could pull out his sword, Yue Xiao had disappeared. This figure was far above him, and he was not caught, leaving only a table of melon seeds, and a cup of tea after a few sips. After opening the letter paper, Shen Ruiwen took it out and took a look. The first sentence was "Regards, brother-in-law".

Such a hateful apprentice, why do you want him!

"In terms of strength, Uncle Ying's integrity is slightly inferior to that of the Shen family." Shen Qingyu said, "Since they can harm our family, they can also attack the Ying family."

Speaking of this, it seemed that the flames of the Ying family appeared before him again, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth, and secretly swore in his heart that he would never bring the Ying family back to this point in this life, and he had other ways, if he could follow that line If the road goes on, maybe everyone can survive.

Shen Ruiwen knew that what he said was true, but he was not convinced in his heart, and muttered, "How strong can that surnamed Yue be?"

Shen Qingyu said: "Yue Xiao is alone, and his goal is always smaller than that of Yingfu."

It was also Yue Xiao who made him meet Ling Zichu, the adopted son of the late demon leader Ling Xingzhi, and learned of his life experience as an orphan of the demon leader, and realized that it was not a strange disease that had haunted him for many years, but a strange poison.

Shen Ruiwen was dubious: "Even so, where are we going to find that villain?"

Yue Xiao's whereabouts are uncertain, and it is more difficult to find such a person than Ying's family.

Shen Qingyu said, "There's no need to look for him."

Shen Ruiwen asked in a daze, "What?"

Shen Qingyu: "He is right here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a slight smile from someone on the beam, Shen Ruiwen pulled out his sword like a frightened bird, and said sharply: "Who!"

A person flipped over from the roof and landed lightly on the ground.He was dressed in a dark suit, with two inconspicuous straight knives hanging from his waist. The knives were old-fashioned and had no frills. Why did Shen Qingyu, who doesn't know martial arts, know that he is on the house, but just smiled and said to Shen Qingyu: "Qing Yu, you and I are so connected."

This person is Yue Xiao.