Chapter 48 Chapter 8 Eliminate the smoke and rain

The conference held on November 15th in the seventh year of Deyou was still considered a legend when it was mentioned a few years later. That young man's astonishingly talented swordsmanship, and that battle that was eliminated invisible, all make people talk about it with great interest. However, at that time, when the dark clouds gathered in the sky finally became extremely low, sporadic raindrops began to fall, and there was no sound on Tiger Hill, no one could have predicted the young man's victory. Standing obliquely, Lingbi taught the four guardians, forming a tight formation.

Scattered raindrops fell on the criss-crossed white ribbons, rolling slowly without smudging, and merged into crystal drops. This is the Binding Formation, an invincible formation in the legend. It does not have high requirements for the martial arts of the performers, nor does it have any terrain and weather conditions. As long as the tie-up formation is out, you will win. No one knows how many times the Bound Sky Formation has been used in public during the long years, and no one knows in detail how many years have passed since the last time they saw this almost weird formation. What people know is that no one has ever been able to break out of this white formation that looks too frivolous and gentle because of the flowing belt.

In the more than 180 years of Lingbi Sect's history, no one has ever broken through it. The belt woven of ice silk will not burn through fire or soak in water. The soft snow-white long belt surrounded Xiao Huan in the center. In the middle of the battle, Xiao Huan slowly raised his arms and untied the jade belt that bound his hair. Ru Mo's long hair fell down with his lowered arms and spread out. Lowering his head, he smiled at Cang Cang who was looking at him dumbfounded: "It's okay, just go over there and wait for me first." In her eyes, Xiao Huan exuded a temperament different from the past. Cang Cang couldn't tell what this temperament was, but she just vaguely felt that there seemed to be something sharp coming out of him.

Handing the jade belt for binding her hair to her, Xiao Huan smiled: "Cang Cang, help me hold this." Nodding and letting go of the arm holding him, Cang Cang tightly clenched the cool jade belt, turned around and walked out of the formation. These four girls holding ribbons are the four guardians taught by Lingbi. Now the second guardian, Li Banle, looked Xiao Huan up and down, and said with a smile: "It's really charming, Mr. Xiao is not trying to use beauty tricks." "It's just that I'm afraid it will be troublesome later." Xiao Huan smiled lightly, and Xiao Huan hung his hands by his side, but he didn't draw his sword in his hand, "Four please."

"Troubleshooting!" The great guardian Wu Wushui yelled lightly, and waved a white rainbow with his arm, the ribbons intertwined, and the wave-like formation had been activated! The snow was spreading, and there was no gap on the entire Thousand Persons Stone. In the flying snow, the figure dressed in blue seemed to be swallowed up. The fingers of the four girls moved slightly, and a white drill across it was like a blade, which actually filed the cloth of Xiao Huan's cuff into pieces, falling down like butterfly blue pieces, and dropped a few drops of blood.After all, Xiao Huan's injured right hand was not very flexible, so he couldn't dodge the blow.

Immediately afterwards, several white trains shuttled through Xiao Huan's left leg, causing him to stagger. The leucorrhea is flying like a dance of Lingbo, but this seemingly graceful and moving formation, like clouds and waves, is a must-kill move. However, after a few tricks, Xiao Huan's hands and feet slid across the ribbon several times, and blood had already seeped into the cloth in the extremely thin wound cut by the blade. Li Banle smiled again: "But don't worry, Mr. Xiao, we will only attack your body, and we will definitely not be willing to spoil your handsome face."

"Have the two guardians talked enough?" Interrupting her, Xiao Huan sneered, "If the guardians really want to see it, I have something else for you to see." Speaking coldly, there was no trace of a smile on his face anymore. The moment the words came out of his mouth, his long hair suddenly flew in the wind, his sleeves bulged, and stronger and stronger winds flew out from the bottom of his sleeves. The long, pure black hair flew straight as if it could not bear the strong wind. The rain and fog are like sapphire, flying away in a trace. Wu Wushui, who was in charge of the formation, suddenly realized that Xiao Huan was standing in the center of the formation.

In the criss-crossing ribbon, he is standing at the midpoint where all the warp and weft are assembled. It turned out that he had never been defeated, and the embarrassment just now was all to achieve this moment, this true intention. It was too late for her to shout out the words of change, and it was too late to raise the ribbon in her hand. Wu Wushui's vision began to turn blood red. Like the raging karmic fire rising from the depths of hell, and like the legendary divine flame that covers the sky, the red flame dances and wreaks havoc. The fire that ignited from the center of the formation spread like a fire dragon, and almost at the same time, several screams sounded, and the four girls who formed the formation simultaneously threw away the burning ribbons and retreated.

Fu Tianluo is not afraid of fire, so they never thought of wearing fire-proof gloves on their hands. But how could Fu Tianluo, who is not afraid of fire, burn? There was a sudden coldness in his throat, and Xiao Huan's fingers rested on Wu Wushui's throat: "Wu Wushui, maybe I didn't explain it clearly, so let me say it again - I will not belong to the Central Plains Wulin, nor will I." On the criss-crossed ribbons all over the floor, there were still flames burning fiercely, but the flames stopped automatically when they were only one foot away from the edge of the Thousand People Stone.

The flames reflected on his long hair fluttering with the heat wave, and also reflected on his expressionless face, making those deep pupils even more strangely deep. Nodding slightly with difficulty, Wu Wushui felt that his voice was hoarse than ever before: "We... admit defeat." Letting go of his fingers and taking a step back, Xiao Huan cupped his hands: "Concession." The fire has gradually subsided, leaving behind a ribbon that has been burned by the fire, which is still as white as snow, without even a trace of fire. On the burnt ribbon, there was a faint scent, very similar to the smell of wine, but much more pungent.

Wu Wushui suddenly understood: Did he actually use this kind of thing to make the non-flammable ribbon catch fire in the rain? "Very good." A chuckling voice came, and Liu Huaixue slowly walked up to Gaoshi from the separated congregation, Liu Huaixue still had a calm and gentle smile on his face, "Congratulations, Mr. Xiao, for breaking the heaven-binding formation, the first person in a hundred years, I admire you." He continued to say with a smile, "Such a proficient arsonist, Mr. Xiao is indeed an all-rounder." Smiling lightly, Xiao Huan didn't answer his words, just stretched out his hand: "Please, Hall Master Liu." "Young Master Xiao misunderstood." Liu Huaixue smiled, "I have no intention of fighting Young Master Xiao today." Now even Xiao Huan was a little stunned, and smiled: "Why did Hall Master Liu say that?" "Mr. Xiao has won several people in a row, and his momentum is in full swing. I dare not stand up to him." With a slight bow, Liu Huaixue smiled humbly. Of the leaders of the Lingbi Sect that appeared successively, only he had the most gentle and friendly demeanor, and he immediately dispelled a lot of hostility in the field. "Since everyone in my teaching can't beat Mr. Xiao, let's discuss a condition for peace?" Smiling, Liu Huaixue glanced around for a week. This sentence was already addressed to all the heroes on the Thousand Talents Rock. of. "That's it." A young man in white with today's embroidered collar on the right lapel beside the soft sedan chair surrounded by disciples of Lingbi Sect at the foot of Huqiu Mountain reported. "You must not invade the Central Plains martial arts for twenty years." The low and soft voice repeated, and then smiled lightly, "Forget it, let's go this time." The curtain of light silk was lowered, and the soft sedan chair was lifted, slowly walking towards the depths of Suzhou City. Following the soft sedan, the young congregants wearing bamboo hats either dispersed, or walked in the same direction as the soft sedan. Several thin and meandering streams of people scattered into the narrow streets and waterways of Suzhou City. At the end of the crowd, the young man in white stayed behind. He stood where he was, with a golden knife hanging from his waist. There is no scabbard, and the sharp blade is just exposed. The short knife is made of purple gold. If it is held by that beautiful and slender hand, it will have a stunning color. One day in the future, I'm afraid there is still a chance to fight against that person, that blue light that any martial arts person will be excited about. Smiling lightly, he leaned over and said to another soft sedan beside him that had not been moved, "Hey, are you still alive?" The soft sedan chair is not wrapped in light gauze, but in black thick velvet cloth, which is tightly covered. The sedan chair shook slightly, and then a voice that was muffled by the black fleece was barely audible: "If you don't carry me back to sleep, I'm really going to die!" "Ah? I really thought that you put your life and death on the line for your confidant!" said with a smile, but the young man in white quickly patted the bearer on the shoulder, "Trouble Hold it steady, there are wounded inside." Humming, I don't know what to say again, I don't know if it's because of the low voice, or the sound insulation of the flannelette, I don't know. There seems to be a vague sentence "I will do it for you". The young man in white didn't hear clearly, and he didn't intend to listen. He just walked slowly beside the soft black velvet sedan, leisurely and relaxed, with his palms on the sedan to stabilize the light bumps. Avoiding the Miss Liuyunzhuang who enthusiastically came to pull them to the table, Cangcang took Xiao Huan's hand, deliberately staying away from those enthusiastic martial arts people. After Lingbi sect retreated, all these people flocked to Liuyun Manor at the foot of Huqiu Mountain, and began to enjoy the usual banquet after the martial arts grand meeting. The people who were so excited just now gathered at a big table and had a good chat. Qin Shiyue, the owner of Liuyun Villa, reserved a central seat for Xiao Huan, and sent his daughter over to invite them to the table. The enthusiasm and disregard of previous suspicions caused Cang Cang to suspect that the real purpose of their trip was actually for this noisy and happy feast. If you stay at the banquet, you will definitely be drunk non-stop. Just standing in the side hall and pushing and giving way, several groups of martial arts heroes came over with big bowls toasting. Got it. At the end of the escape, Cang Cang simply pulled Xiao Huan and slipped through the small gate to the street outside the village. "I will definitely not participate in the martial arts conference in the future!" Gritting his teeth and drawing such a conclusion, Cang Cang turned his head, still holding the umbrella high in his hand to cover the tops of the two people's heads, carefully stroking Xiao Huan's injured right hand, " Does it still hurt?" Going to the banquet is going to the banquet, and Liuyunzhuang asked the doctor in his own village to wrap up Xiao Huan's wound early on.The few small wounds on his body were very shallow. Although the knife that passed through his palm luckily did not cut off the meridians, the wounds left behind were not easy to heal. Up to now, there is still a little blood oozing from the thin white bandage. . "It doesn't matter." Looking down at her with a smile, Xiao Huan shook his head. "Lie!" Wrinkled his nose and retorted unceremoniously, Cang Cang paused, and suddenly said, "Brother Xiao, let's go back to the capital." "Back to the capital, why?" A little surprised that she suddenly asked to return to the capital she had always hated before, Xiao Huan asked with a smile. "If I want to go back, I will go back. What are you asking?" Cang Cang gave him a hard look, then grabbed his sleeve, "Let's go, go, go back to the inn to eat and rest, I'm exhausted from standing for a long time." He raised his legs to keep up with her pace, but his chest suddenly froze, and his body could not move for a moment. This body is really not suitable for fighting. Using the arson technique was actually his limit. Later when Liu Huaixue came to the stage, although he made a gesture of invitation, he couldn't guarantee that he would not retreat from exhaustion on the way to the fight. He knew he shouldn't come, but if he didn't come, then conquering the Central Plains martial arts would no longer be just a threat to Lingbi Sect.The whole rivers and lakes will be involved in a bloody battle, for the determination that the leader of Lingbi Sect wants to express: for the ultimate goal, she will use all means and sacrifice everything. Just to proclaim such an intention to him, countless lives will be lost and countless bones will be piled up. "Brother Xiao?" Sensing his hesitation, Cang Cang immediately turned his head and looked at his face. Smiling: "Let's go." Xiao Huan stepped up, letting her pull him, and walked forward. In the lightly rainy streets and alleys, the pale yellow umbrella was washed bright like a flower by the rain. "Two martial arts contests, if the opponent retreats, the battle will be won." Standing with hands lowered in front of the drooping Qian gauze curtain, Fang Yuan, the leader of the guards of the Gu camp, bowed his head and reported. "Understood, thank you for your hard work." The person behind the curtain spoke softly, her voice was graceful and soft, she paused for a moment, and then asked, "Where is the emperor... When will he be back?" "Going back to the Empress Dowager, it may take a few days." Ban Fangyuan replied, paused, and then said, "Long Live Lord's old illness has relapsed, and he is not in good health." She seemed to be frowning, and after a long time, the person behind the curtain sighed softly: "What nonsense, the king of a country just showed his face in the Jianghu, and it took so long." She paused again, "Go and tell the emperor, Tell him to come back quickly, before the twelfth lunar month." "Yes." Ban Fangyuan bowed his head deeply. "Wait," the person behind the curtain suddenly called out to him, "What else did you take?" "Go back to the Empress Dowager," Ban Fangyuan replied, looking at the pile of things in his hand, "It's the list of officials who need to be assessed at the end of the year by the Ministry of Officials. Long Live Lord ordered the humble officials to bring them back and hand them over to the Hall of Mental Cultivation." The qualifications and qualifications of nearly a hundred officials, and each of them also has concise comments.The neat and straight lowercase letters carefully lined up the long book folds.When he handed these into his hands, the man still had the tiredness on his face after staying up all night. In fact, for so long, I have been traveling from time to time, and I have never had a conflict with those important political affairs. Except for the routine work of drafting Zhu's approval on the papers submitted every day, I have never really delayed the government affairs.On the contrary, because they were worried about the political situation, these secret guards would be contacted from time to time, and ordered to send some letters of inquiry or instructions to Princess Du, who was Yirong replacing the emperor in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. After a while of silence, the voice from inside the curtain was still cold: "Go down." Ban Fangyuan saluted again and stepped back. "Brother Xiao!" The clear and cheerful voice instantly filled the carriage, Cang Cang was full of enthusiasm, "We have arrived in Bianliang!" Slowly taking down the book covering his face, Xiao Huan coughed lightly, then sat up, raised his hand to rub his temples, and laughed: "Are you so happy to be in Bianliang?" "Of course!" Cang Cang nodded vigorously, "I haven't been to Bianliang yet, I've wanted to come here for a long time!" "Then let's live in Bianliang tonight." Xiao Huan smiled. "Great!" Cang Cang jumped up so happy that he almost hit the roof of the car, "Let's eat the soup dumpling on the first floor in the world!" After driving for a whole day, it was already dusk, and the carriage passed through the gate of Bianliang City, which was about to be closed, and walked into the street paved with bluestones. The rain hadn't stopped six days ago, so they set off from Suzhou. They traveled day and night for the past few days, and finally arrived in Bianliang.When they left, the genius doctor Li Mingshang didn't look very pretty, he didn't say a word with a gloomy face, and he didn't come with him.So the only people traveling with her were her, Xiao Huan, and two black-clothed imperial guards who drove the car and arranged board and lodging. The car was passing through the spacious road that was completely different from the narrow streets of Suzhou. Before it parked in front of the door of the first building in the world, Cang Cang couldn't wait to jump out of the carriage, and he didn't forget to stand on the steps and wave to Xiao Huan in the car: " Brother Xiao!" Smiling and jumping off the carriage, Xiao Huan suddenly froze for a moment. "Brother Xiao..." Strangely pulling his hand, Cang Cang felt a palm on his shoulder suddenly. Immediately afterwards, an unusually familiar voice rang in my ear: "Little girl, do you want your brother to find you and find him dead?" Cang Cang hurriedly turned her head, and sure enough, she saw a huge face that was almost touching her face, grinning. "Ah!" Jumping away, Cang Cang didn't even bother to catch his breath, and sneaked behind Xiao Huan, grabbed his sleeve, and shouted to the opposite side, "Don't spank my ass again!" Rolling up his sleeves, the handsome young man in black tried his best to bark his teeth and make a hideous look: "If you don't spank your ass? If you don't spank your ass, will you remember that I am your brother? If you don't spank your ass, will you remember that I am here? I've been looking for you for a whole month, eating and sleeping outside?" "Tch! You're sleeping in the open air," sticking out his tongue bluntly, trying to be as ferocious as him, Cang Cang pointed at the huge gold-lettered signboard on the first floor of the world in front of him, "You come here to eat soup dumplings!" "Well, you cruel girl, did you really make your brother drink the northwest wind?" He waved his fist viciously, but the young man in black changed into a hearty smile the next moment, stretched out his long arms, and patted Xiao Xiao. Huan's shoulder, "Yun Cong, long time no see." Smiling and patting him on the shoulder, Xiao Huan had the surprise of seeing an old friend for the first time on his face: "Long time no see, great." "Ah?" Cang Cang was a little confused by the scene in front of him, "Brother, Brother Xiao, do you know each other?" Her elder brother, Ling Jueding, the eldest son of the Ling family, ignored her at all, and said to Xiao Huan with a smile: "I really trouble you, Yun Cong, for taking care of this fluffy girl for so long." "It's okay," Xiao Huan smiled, "Besides, Cang Cang is not troublesome." Ling Jueding looked him up and down, and there was a teasing smile on his handsome face: "Speak for this little girl of my family, Yun Cong, you make my brother look very strange..." Looking into his eyes without avoiding, Xiao Huan smiled: "Cang Cang has never been a trouble to me." Also looking into his eyes, Ling Jueding suddenly smiled and sighed: "Forget it, forget it... it will be in your hands sooner or later." "I'm not a thing, why should I pay?" Realizing that they had known each other for a long time, Cang Cang interrupted with a "hum" and asked, "Brother, how did you meet Brother Xiao?" Ling Jueding squinted at her: "Remember now that I'm your brother?" Complaining was nothing but complaining, and he briefly explained how the two met each other. It is also very simple to say, Ling Jueding and Xiao Huan met in a gang conflict near the capital during a water transport gang.Both of them happened to be passing by at the time.Ling Jueding has always been willing to participate in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, so he stepped forward to help the person in charge to quell the fight, and also met Xiao Huan who treated the injured after the chaos stopped, and they became nodding friends. It was also a coincidence that Ling Jueding once drank too much in a flower house in the capital, so drunk that he grabbed someone and rolled on the bed.He didn't know what happened afterwards, he only knew that when he was woken up by a cup of herbal tea, there was a bruise on his face, and he saw a young man in Tsing Yi with a leisurely smile in front of the bed. They were already sitting in the first floor of the world enjoying soup dumplings. Hearing this, Cang Cang almost spit out a mouthful of soup: "Brother, did you put Brother Xiao on the bed?" Ling Jueding smiled wryly: "Actually, I was punched onto the bed by the person I wanted to hug to bed." Cang Cang was very interested: "What happened later? What happened later?" "Later, I had no choice but to make amends," Ling Jue laughed, "It took two altars of old wine to make Yun Cong calm down." Cang Cang was stunned: "Ah! Could it be that time you stole two jars of wine from Master and was chased and scolded by Master? I said how dare you touch Master's sweetheart!" He continued to ask, "What happened later? Brother Xiao, you two have become friends?" "One person, one jar of wine, squatting on the roof of the Drum Tower and drinking until the sun rises, of course we are friends." Ling Jueding smiled, "I have watched the sunrise with such a person in my life." He touched his face, " What's more, that punch made my face green for half a month." "You deserve it!" Cang Cang stuck out his tongue with a smile, "Who told you to go to a brothel if you have nothing to do, why didn't Brother Xiao punch you a few more times?" "Oh?" Ling Jue was very unconvinced, "Yun Cong also went to a brothel, why didn't you mention him?" "Does it matter?" Cang Cang waved his hand, "Brother Xiao will go to a brothel, it must be for other things, he is going to see a doctor, he is not like you, he is just going to pick up girls." "Little girl, you're too biased! I'm going to be angry!" Ling Jueding raised two thick long black eyebrows, pretending to be angry, and went to pull Cang Cang's ears. Cang Cang giggled and hid behind Xiao Huan: "I'm biased, how are you?" The three of them quarreled together.Facing the pair of brothers and sisters who were fighting non-stop when they met, Xiao Huan smiled and raised his hands up, expressing that he would not help anyone. After finishing the meal with difficulty, Cang Cang took the two of them for a walk around Longting Lake on the way, and the three of them walked back to the inn late at night. After arriving at the inn, Xiao Huan went back to his room to rest. Although Cang Cang was still in high spirits, he resisted pulling him and went back to his room. After grooming, Xiao Huan had just untied his bun when the door rang several times. It must not be Cang Cang, she never knocked on the door when she entered his room, she walked over and opened it, and Ling Jueding was standing outside the door. "Yun Cong," he shook the small wine jug in his hand, "Drink two glasses together?" He said with a smile, "You have a very warm wine, are you healthy?" Xiao Huan smiled. After the two met, he didn't mention his body in a single word, but he had already noticed it. Letting him in sideways, Xiao Huan tied his long hair with a ribbon, and took out two teacups on the table as wine glasses. The wine was warm, and the jug was not too big. Ling Jueding only poured half a glass of wine for each of them, and raised his glass: "I'll do it, you can do whatever you want." Xiao Huan smiled, raised his glass and took a sip. Putting down the cup, Ling Jueding smiled: "Yun Cong, my little girl really likes you." Xiao Huan paused, then smiled: "I know." "Don't look at this girl as heartless, she has always been very attentive to the people she cares about." Ling Jueding poured himself another half a glass of wine, "One year our father was sick and couldn't get up, so she squatted in the pharmacy. I boiled the medicine for three days. There were countless jokes, I don’t know how many medicine jars were broken, I got two cuts on my hand, and I refused to tell my father because I was afraid of being scolded.” He raised his head and looked at Xiao Huan: "The way she treats you now is not much different from that time." Then he smiled again, "Yun Cong, you know where the palace is, and so do I. If that person wasn't you, I would never hand her over." "I want you to promise me, Yun Cong," he paused, and looked directly into Xiao Huan's eyes, "I promise you will never hurt her no matter what, whether it's you now or sitting on the dragon chair the you." Also looking into his eyes, Xiao Huan nodded: "I promise." As if he didn't expect him to answer so simply, Ling Jueding was taken aback for a moment, then smiled again, and raised his glass: "Yun Cong, sometimes I think, it would be great if you weren't that person." Not long after he got acquainted with him, when he looked up and saw the face of the young emperor at the court meeting to award him the title, he couldn't help but feel the shock in his heart. That man, that young man with deep and clear eyes, was imprisoned on the throne, and the things that weighed on him, the monarchy and the country, were so heavy that he, a bystander, would feel suffocated. If he wasn't that person, Ling Jueding couldn't imagine what kind of flying and bright life he would see, and how such brilliance would amaze the eyes of the world. Dazed for a moment, Xiao Huan laughed: "If I wasn't that person, wouldn't I have to compete with the emperor for Cang Cang?" Haha also laughed, and Ling Jueding nodded: "That's right." Putting down the wine glass in his hand, he got up, "It's not early, after a long day's journey, you should go to sleep." Walking to the door, he suddenly knocked on his forehead: "By the way, when I came, my master asked me to bring a letter to Cang Cang, saying that she should go to Daiyu City before returning to Beijing, and my master wanted to see her. " Xiao Huan nodded, and asked: "Absolutely not going back to Beijing with us?" Ling Jueding shook his head: "I still have to go to the south of Yunnan, I will see you off in two days and we will break up." He said with a smile, "You must go, Master told me this a month ago, I waited so long It took a long time to finally catch that little girl." Xiao Huan smiled: "Okay, I'll tell Cang Cang." Ling Jueding smiled, opened the door and went out. In Daiyu City in November, on a sunny afternoon, there are golden maple leaves falling from the sky. Before returning to Beijing, Cang Cang took Xiao Huan to visit his teacher in the Bie Yuan here. The time was not urgent, so they stayed here. Now she walked briskly towards the garden behind the courtyard, holding a pot of freshly brewed tea in her hand, and three teacups were placed side by side beside the tea pot. She was drunk the night before yesterday, and slept until the afternoon before getting up. When she woke up, she heard the servant say that Master and Xiao Huan had gone to that garden, so she quickly cleaned up, soaked a pot of Biluochun, and went there too. . The sun was shining brightly, and as she walked, she was distracted thinking about what happened yesterday. She was so excited after seeing Master last night, she drank a little too much, she lay her whole body in Xiao Huan's arms, tilted her head and asked him: "Brother Xiao, you are not only good-looking, I like you, why are you so good ?” Xiao Huan was much more sober than her, and looked at her with a smile: "I'm actually not that good..." On the contrary, to be more serious, she shook her head desperately: "You are not allowed to say that you are not good, you are good!" Squinting her eyes, "Brother Xiao, you went to Jiangnan to find me and did so many things, is it because you like me?" me?" Smiling and nodding, Xiao Huan did not hesitate for a moment: "Yes." "Really!" She became happy, staggered, grabbed his neck and kissed him on the face, "Such a good person likes me, I really earned it..." As he walked while thinking, the tip of his nose seemed to still have the faint fragrance of grass and trees on his body, Cang Cang secretly wrinkled his nose, kissing him always feels so comfortable, it shouldn't matter if the next time the kiss lasts longer, right? The smile on the corner of her mouth grew bigger and bigger. Someone said something from a very low distance, but she didn't pay attention. She took a light step and jumped to the round arch in the garden. Then she turned, looked up, and saw the dagger swung down. The sword with a beautiful cyan light swung down without a trace of hesitation, the blade cut into the flesh, and there was a very slight chaotic sound, words were hard to describe. With the blood gushing from the neck, the small head fell to the ground, and the kind face she was familiar with was stained with plaster. The young man in Tsing Yi raised his eyes from the pool of blood all over the ground, surprise flashed across his face, and there was still a sudden grief, he called her: "Cang Cang... why are you here, your master..." "Ah! Ah! Ah..." The sharp hiss seemed to no longer come from her throat, and the teapot rolled from her hand to the ground. "Cang Cang!" He was still calling her name, took the first step to come over, but suddenly stopped with a pale face. She grabbed the soft sword at her waist with her fingers, and the sword with a light green light that she got from her master yesterday stabbed out of her hand uncontrollably.into his chest. Blood gushed out again, sprinkled on her face, and shed tears continuously. Her body was trembling violently, she turned her wrist, and wanted to insert the soft sword deeper. The smell of blood was so strong that it overwhelmed the refreshing smell of grass and trees that she liked, and it also dyed her vision a blood red. A hand lightly brushed across her face and landed on her neck, the gentle force passed through her fingers, bringing her a short sleep. On the third day of October in the seventh year of Deyou, long before the blood of Daiyu City was spread, before the grand martial arts meeting in Huqiu, before the reunion in the Suzhou Pharmacy, before the defenseless Ling Jueding, smiling Before saying the phrase "you must go, Master told me this a month ago". In the Chuge Xiaozhu of Lingfu Bieyuan in the suburbs of Beijing, the beauty in white smiled and put down the green long sword with a slender inscription on the table, then turned and walked out of the courtyard. Outside the carriage at the gate of the courtyard, a thin and tall figure stood quietly. A gust of wind blew by, blowing his white clothes and the thin veil covering his face. In the trembling like ripples, he chuckled softly. : "Congratulations, Hierarch Chen." "Oh?" Walking past him, the beauty in white smiled faintly: "Congratulations, what?" Amidst the deep and melodious laughter, the man also dressed in white bent sideways and stretched out his arms to lift the curtain of the carriage for her: "Of course, congratulations to Master Chen for arranging a big plan. That man is at the end of his rope." "You saw that he was going to die so quickly?" The beauty in white lowered her head and got into the car, "You don't know my plan yet, do you?" The man also got into the car behind her. He took off the bamboo hat on his head, and behind the veil was a face so gorgeous that it could turn all living beings upside down: "Because I know what his weakness is." With a sweet smile, he stretched out his hand and pressed "Here, no matter how calm and meticulous he is, he can't cover up his weakness. His heart is too gentle." With another smile, those pale dark eyes shone brightly, "My imperial brother , his stupid gentleness is enough to be fatal." Glancing at him lightly, the beauty in white said: "You are very smart. Then have you heard that there is a kind of martial arts that makes rapid progress but harms oneself. People who have practiced this kind of martial arts, once they reach a certain age, will start Suffering from it day and night, with constant pain, life is worse than death. So at the end of his life, this person will find someone he trusts and let him kill himself with his own hands." She said, smiling lightly, "If there is such a person who is your lover's close relative, he will tell you that he is suffering from this kind of martial arts and needs to be relieved, and asks you to help him behead his own head. His His words were so earnest, and his demeanor was so painful, that when you picked up the long sword and cut off his head, you didn't even think about whether you should find someone to testify, or write a letter to prove that Guarantee that you will not be regarded as a murderer. Don't even think about it, if your lover sees this scene, will she regard you as an enemy, will she kill you and then quickly..." Smiling and listening, the stunning white man's face did not change color at all: "Sure enough, it's a good plan, but I think, even if it's stupid, if you want to accept such a lie that goes against common sense, you won't doubt it at all, right?" "It's not a lie," the beauty in white smiled lightly, "this kind of martial arts is true, and it's also true that people who practice this kind of martial arts will hope to be free in the end." She raised her eyes to look at him, "Maybe I will use a friend to To achieve my purpose, but I will not let him die for my purpose. Maybe this is a bit of residual, stupid gentleness in your eyes." She smiled, "Maybe you won't understand, because gentleness Kind of thing, you have never owned it before, Your Highness King Chu." The stunning man also smiled, and he nodded slightly: "Thank you for your compliment, Madam Chen." The carriage started, and the beauty in white smiled: "You're welcome, I'm not praising you." After she finished speaking, she turned her head away and closed her eyes. Startled for a moment, the stunning man's smile was still flawless, and he also turned his head away. Facing his line of sight was the bustling streets of the capital, crowded with people and busy with traffic.In the busy city of the capital, he lowered his head and said in a very soft voice, "That kind of thing that only makes people stupid? I don't need it." At this moment, it was still a year long before he appeared under the great hall of Kunning Palace and rewrote the history of the empire with his own hands. It was even longer since he finally understood that there would be a girl who could make him feel bad just by smiling. In the late autumn of Deyou's seventh year, after a few days of rare sunshine, it ushered in a cloudy snow from north to south. For the capital, the arrival of this snow is very common. After a day of wet and cold autumn rain, it silently turned into fluttering snowflakes that night, falling on the streets and houses in a long stretch. At the end of the year, it was cold, and the huge city of the imperial capital was adorned in plain white. Before the red light of the big wedding covered the Qianqing Palace.Surrounded by mighty guards of honor, the queen dressed in a golden red dress with nine phoenixes and four dragons turned her cold and quiet eyes on the young emperor dressed in white jade pill. The ups and downs that greeted the eight years of Deyou, which was remembered by history books, were more dull and peaceful than the previous years. Day after day, without end. When this harsh winter was about to pass, the young emperor quietly looked at the girl standing in front of him in the cold and deserted long streets of the capital in the twelfth lunar month. The girl who was about to become a queen tightly held the arm of a young man in black: "Although I'm stupid enough to like you, I'm not too stupid to be hopeless. The person I love now is Xianxue." "I'm sorry, I can't love you." The emperor's tone was cold, "So who you love has nothing to do with me." As if he didn't want to stay longer, he turned around after speaking. "Wait a minute!" The girl suddenly raised her head and looked straight into his eyes, "When you were in the south of the Yangtze River, you were nice to me, did you want to use me to restrain my father?" He looked at her lightly, didn't say yes or no, turned and left. "Xiao Huan, I hate you, but I will still marry you and be your queen." Behind him, she said every word, "You'd better remember, one day, I will pay what you owe me, one day. Take it all back one by one." He kept walking, walked straight, out of her sight. That was the last time they saw each other before their wedding. That day, for the first and only time in his life, the young Emperor Deyou walked aimlessly on the streets of the capital. In the empty streets on a cold winter day, he walked along the square streets and alleys of the capital extending in all directions. Walking to the setting sun, walking to the twilight, the vendors who packed up the stalls passed by him. He walked to a dilapidated and dilapidated courtyard, where there was a child who was studying hard, and he was still reading aloud seriously on such days: "...wild horses are also dust, and creatures blow each other with their breath. The sky is blue , Is it righteous and evil? Is it far away and innocent?" Questioning tone, crisp boyish voice. 人这一生，似乎总是问题太多。问天为什么是蓝的？问天地究竟有多大？问过去为何永不回来？问未来又有什么值得期盼？ 他终于能停下，站在墙外默默倾听，按住胸口弯腰，把口中的血咳着吐出来。