Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen

Going out of Yangguan in the west, the new wind cuts the face, and the snow is flying. Just as the city gate opened, a group of people galloped out of the gate like lightning.People are like tigers, horses are like dragons, their iron hooves are flying, and a gust of wind is blowing up, heading straight to the west, splitting the snowfield. "Ah, I only arrived at Suoyang Pass in the middle of the night yesterday, and I set off again before dawn." The veteran guarding the city murmured, "It's really urgent." "He must be from the martial arts world." The younger man stared at the backs of the group of seven people, a little fascinated, "They all carry swords!"

In three days, they galloped day and night from the Dingjiange in the Central Plains to the Northwest Fortress. Although they were all famous horses selected from thousands of miles, they were already too tired to continue foaming at the mouth.He had no choice but to order his colleagues to rest temporarily, contacted people from the Northwest Martial Arts League, and changed horses at Suoyang Pass.Before dawn, he set out to leave the customs again, rushing towards Kunlun. The cold wind whizzed and rolled in, and there was no one on the official road, Huo Zhanbai looked back at Suoyang Pass from a distance, and let out a sigh of relief.

After passing this pass, it is the sphere of influence of the Great Bright Palace of the Western Regions. This time, Ding Jiange sent out all the people in the Eight Swords with all its strength, taking advantage of the internal turmoil in the Demon Palace, trying to injure it in one fell swoop.As the person with the strongest martial arts in the new generation, he shouldered the heavy responsibility unshirkably, leading the other six swords to attack thousands of miles away. However, when he thought of the people he might face this time, he felt a secret shock in his heart. "Brother Seven! There is a situation!" When he was in a trance, Xia Qianyu's low cry suddenly came from his ear, and the group of people gathered together.

"What?" He jumped off the ground, and saw Xia Qianyu, who was exploring the way ahead, riding back with something in his hand. "Broken Gold Slash?!" Seven Swords blurted out in shock. That huge saber is the famous weapon of Tongjue in the Asura Field of the Demon Palace. It has slaughtered countless times across the Western Regions, making it one of the top killers of the Demon Palace and a member of the "Eight Horses"—but now, it is in this wasteland. Appear? "There are signs of a fight ahead," Xia Qianyu threw the Duanjin Zhan onto the snow, panting, "All the eight horses are destroyed here!"

"What?" Everyone reined in their horses, exchanged glances in shock, and jumped off their horses together. The Eight Horses are all destroyed, this is the news that shakes the world of martial arts! After walking more than thirty feet, they saw the remains of the battlefield covered by snow. Zhui Dian had his right arm severed and pierced through his chest; Tong Jue died simply, leaving only a line of red blood in his throat; Except for the signs of poisoning, the throats of the others were all cut off with a sword. Huo Zhanbai gasped silently—seeing these sword wounds, they all came from the same person!

"It's amazing," Wei Fengxing beside him couldn't help but murmured, "He killed Ba Jun by himself!" "Maybe it was an ambush?" The youngest Yang Ting speculated. "No, definitely not." Huo Zhanbai picked up Zhuifeng's saber from the ground, "Look, the directions where the four people fell, Zhuifeng, Xingjing, Chenfu, and Yanzhi, are in line with the "Tianluo" of the Demon Palace. The momentum of the formation - obviously, it was the eight horses who came prepared and joined forces to ambush someone here." The several famous swordsmen in Dingjiange looked at each other and turned pale-Ba Jun teamed up to ambush, but they all died here. The martial arts of that man was simply unimaginable!

"Who are they ambushing?" Huo Zhanbai murmured, puzzled. There are only a handful of people in the world who can wipe out the eight horses at once, except for a few seniors who have become myths in the martial arts world, there are only a handful of them left.As for the few people in the Central Plains martial arts, none of them will go far outside the Great Wall in the near future, let alone start a life-and-death fight with the devil's killer in this remote snow field-then, who has such power? "Found it!" While pondering, he heard Wei Fengxing yelling in front of him.

He glanced over, only to see that the other party dragged out a broken sword from under the snow - it was an ordinary green steel sword, which had already been broken in the middle, and there was a flying corpse of Ba Jun under the snow next to it. "Look at this mark," Wei Fengxing turned the hilt upside down and handed it over, "the opponent should be one of the five wise men." Huo Zhanbai saw the shape of the flame engraved on the hilt of the sword at a glance: the fire is divided into five flames, the first flame is especially long - the Five Mingzi of the Demon Palace are respectively "wind, fire, water, air, and force", the first of which is Miao The wind makes.He nodded silently—

That's right, in the Western Regions, apart from Tong, who just rebelled recently, the only one who can do this in the Western Regions is Miaofeng Shi, who has the highest cultivation level among the five Mingzi!That person, who is known as the "Amulet" of the teaching king, does not go to the snow-capped mountains for many years, and rarely shows up in the Central Plains, so no one knows how deep he is. However, why did the Demon Palace send eight horses to deal with Miaofengshi? "Get on the horses, everyone, and continue on your way." He suddenly understood, slapped the saddle, got on the horse, and yelled, "Everyone, get on the road! We can't wait for a moment!"

On the top of Kunlun Mountain that night, there was heavy snowfall that had lasted for many years. Under the snow, I don't know how many people can't sleep at night. Amidst the whistling sound of the wind and snow, there is a vague and indistinct sound floating in the snow, desolate and mysterious, gradually dissipating like water, and melting into the cold and dead night.Miao Feng, who had been immersed in her thoughts, was startled suddenly, and she came to the window to stare in her clothes—however, above the empty Daguang Palace, in the dark night, only white snow kept falling.

That is Loulan's "Folding Willows", which has been widely spread in the Western Regions.Such a familiar song... has been buried in memory for almost twenty years, right? Could it be that there are also people of the same race in this Great Bright Palace? Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, who can't afford the love of the hometown? In the snow in the shade of the mountains, Miao Shui put down the piccolo in her hand, then patted the snow on Xinlei's grave, and turned around with a sigh—the last mastiff she raised finally died... These mastiffs are known as the kings of the snow region, and they are so fierce and violent all their lives that any stranger who gets close to them will die.But if it recognizes you as its master, it will trust you completely and live for you all its life. Such a life is actually simple. But what about people?How can people live so easily? In the six realms of reincarnation, among all living beings, only human beings suffer the most. On the second day, Yunkai Xuewen was a rare sunny day on the summit of Kunlun. "What a beautiful day!" "Yeah, it's rare that the weather is sunny—finally I can go for a walk in the garden." When Xue Ziye got up, he heard a maid whispering joyfully outside.She was a little dazed, as if she hadn't woken up yet, she was just sitting on the couch with her fox fur in her arms - it was time to get up.It's time to get up.There is a voice in my heart that keeps urging, sober and severe. However, she didn't want to wake up, like a child lying in bed, lingering on the warm blanket. ——After today, I'm afraid you won't feel this kind of warmth again, right? The toxins in her body were eroding step by step, and she didn't know where her body would lie in the cold snow tonight. At that moment, she hid in the soft quilt on the couch, hugged her shoulders, and felt her body trembling slightly - it turned out that even if she was so calm and decisive in front of Ming Jie and Miao Shui, she was not in her heart after all. It's not that I'm not afraid at all... The golden western clock on the wall struck six times, and a maid came in with a golden basin on time, asking her to wash and make up. It's time to get up.No matter how dangerous and fierce the next step is, she must force herself to face it firmly, because there is no way out. She gritted her teeth and stood up, changed her clothes, and began to wash and wash.The maid stepped forward and rolled up the bead curtain, and the snow and the sun shot in together, dazzling people's eyes.Seeing it suddenly, Xue Ziye felt that the light was unbearable, so he blurted out and covered his eyes with a handkerchief. "Hurry up and pull down the curtain!" Someone outside the door shouted. "Miaofengshi!" The maid was taken aback, and hastily pulled down the curtain, the light in the room was soft again. Although the time has not yet arrived, Miaofeng in white has already stood outside the door and waited ahead of time, quietly watching her busy preparing, lowering her eyes calmly: "Valley Master Xue, the king ordered his subordinates to come and pick up Master Gu." Great Hall." "Okay, everything is brought." She replied calmly, "Let's go." However, he stood still: "This subordinate is bold enough to ask Master Xue to take out all the medicinal materials and utensils and take a look at the points." Xue Ziye glanced at him, and finally held back his anger: "You want to check my medicine bag?" "The subordinates are only afraid that there will be something like the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle next to Guzhu Xue." Miaofeng didn't hide anything, and replied indifferently, as if he had completely forgotten that he lost his composure in front of her last night. Before the king falls ill, the subordinates must guarantee everything." "Are you afraid that I will take the opportunity to assassinate the teaching king?" Xue Ziye laughed angrily and sneered, "Mingjie is still in your hands, how dare I, Miaofengshi!" "Just in case." Miao Feng remained calm. "What if I refuse?" There was anger in Yaoshigu's eyes. "That's not so good." Miaofeng spoke calmly, without the slightest hint of threat, but there was blood in every word, "Tong will die terribly, and the condition of Jiaowang will continue to deteriorate-and Guzhu, I'm afraid you will die too. Without this Kunlun Mountain, even the descendants of Yaoshi Valley may not be able to see peace." "You!" Xue Ziye suddenly stood up. Miaofeng just looked at her silently, without avoiding her, her eyes were calm, but there was no smile on her face. After a moment of stalemate, she coldly pulled the medicine bag and threw it at him.Miaofeng raised her hand and took it steadily, then nodded at her: "Offended." He quickly untied the medicine bag, inspected the many medicines and utensils inside, with a cautious expression, put some herbs under his nose to sniff from time to time, and handed over the medicine-knowledge disciples who were not sure, so that they could taste them one by one , to identify whether it is poisonous. Xue Ziye looked at it coldly, and sneered: "This is too clumsy - if I really use poison, I will definitely use the level of Seven Star Begonia." Seven Star Begonia?Miaofeng was slightly startled, but time was running out, so he just checked the bottom of the bag blankly, then put together the medicines that were sure to be safe, repacked them, handed them over to his subordinates outside the door, and ordered them to keep them safe. "Master Xue, please get on the sedan chair." He rolled up the curtain, bowed slightly, and watched her sit in. He glanced out of the corner of his eyes, and suddenly noticed that those slender hands were trembling slightly, and Mo Ran's face was also slightly moved in an instant—it turned out that she was so cold. Facing such a thing, a determined and strong woman is also nervous in her heart after all. Miaofeng glanced at her, gently put down the car curtain, and at the same time gently put down a sentence: "Don't worry. I want to guarantee the safety of the Pope, but I will also guarantee your safety." When the sun rose from the side of the ice peak, the soft sedan stopped firmly at the foot of His Highness Da Guangming's jade steps. A disciple on duty in front of the hall saw it and quickly retreated in to report. "The king has invited Xue Guzhu." After a while, there was a reply, which came out through the sutra curtain flying in the hall. Xue Ziye was sitting in the sedan chair, his body shook slightly, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and his fingers clenched tightly. At that moment, the poison in her body that was temporarily suppressed by her Bi Ling Pill seemed to suddenly rise up, and that kind of poison that was incomparable in the world made her tremble all over. "Master Xue Gu." The sedan chair curtain was raised from the outside, Miao Feng bowed in front of the sedan chair with a calm face. She calmed down, got up slowly, got out of the sedan chair, and stepped onto the jade steps.Miaofeng walked slowly, and a follower quickly followed her, holding her medicine bag and many utensils in her hands, looking mighty and mighty, as if she was about to perform a grand ceremony. Xue Ziye walked towards the majestic hall step by step, his eyes gradually became calm and calm. Yes, until now, it is impossible to take even one step back. She was originally a doctor, and it was her bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded.But today, she wants to go to the dragon's lake and tiger's lair alone to do something that goes against the way of a doctor.In such a cold hall, surrounded by tigers and wolves, murderous intent is everywhere, and anyone who wants to kill her, who is powerless, can do it with a little effort.However, she wants to drag that devil on the high jade throne to hell at any cost! Miaofeng followed her, so lightly that she couldn't hear her footsteps. She walked into the hall with her head down, and took the medicine bag from the attendant. "Valley Master Xue." The deep voice from the deepest part of the hall captured her wandering soul, "You've finally come..." Looking up, I saw countless bright red scripture curtains fluttering in the hall, and on the jade seat in the middle, a gorgeous golden robe was hanging down like a waterfall—the white-haired old man embraced his charming beauty, leaning against the back of the chair and facing her. reach out.The bluish-white five fingers trembled slightly, and the blood veins twisted and twisted under the parchment-like thin skin, as if burrowing into an invisible snake. Xue Ziye was startled in an instant: That, that is actually the teaching king? ——It’s just that I didn’t see you overnight, but I’m so weak! "When you see a doctor, stand by my side." Jiaowang tilted his head and whispered in Miaofeng's ear, his voice was so weak that it was indistinct, "I only trust you now, Feng." "..." He was shocked by such words, and then whispered: "Yes." "Wind." The Jiaowang raised his hand and signaled slightly.Miao Feng leaned over to support his arm, and walked down the jade steps step by step——for a moment, he felt that the king who looked down on the world was so weak, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.Miao Shui didn't come over, she just rolled up her sleeves and stood far away from the curtain of the hall, as if she was watching out. Xue Ziye pushed the medicinal pillow on the table over: "Check the pulse first." The Pope put his wrists together without saying a word.Miaofeng stood by her side, her eyes flickered slightly - the pulse gate is one of the most important parts of a person's whole body.If she has any second thoughts, then... However, before he could move his hand to the hilt of the sword at his waist, Xue Ziye had already let go of the Jiaowang's wrist. "Your Excellency's illness is caused by insanity, and it has been one month and seventeen days." After taking a pulse for a while, she lowered her eyes, quickly wrote the medical case, and talked calmly, "The air in the sea is out of control, and the breath is out of control." Diarrhea, the meridians are confused, the Sanjiao meridian is already paralyzed. The acupuncture points all over the body are swollen, and every midnight, it feels like thousands of needles pricking at once, the pain is unbearable—is it true or not?" There was a surprised expression in Jiaowang's eyes. He looked at the young female doctor and nodded: "That's exactly right." "Heh..." Xue Ziye looked up at the face of the teaching king, and nodded: "After the onset of the disease, he should have taken many kinds of treatment measures—unfortunately, none of them can be used, but it is getting worse." The Jiaowang's eyes were already faintly anxious, and he cut off: "So, how long will it take?" Xue Ziye stopped writing and laughed: "The king should ask 'Can it be cured?' first?" The king of teaching also laughed, but his eyes gradually became gloomy: "You don't need to ask, right? If even the pharmacist and valley master says it can't be cured, then I really deserve to die..." "That's right," Xue Ziye smiled as if he hadn't noticed the murderous aura accumulated by the teaching king, "The teaching king is already a land fairy-level figure, and the ordinary methods in this world can't hurt you anymore—if it wasn't for this madness, it seems that you still can't get hurt." There is really nothing I can do to win Lord Jiaowang." She spoke contemptuously, fiddling with the silver needle in her hand casually, regardless of the terminally ill Pope who no longer had the usual restraint. "Don't make detours for me!" The Jiaowang's arm suddenly grew violently, grabbing Xue Ziye's throat, with a bulging vein in his hand: "Tell me, can it be cured? If it can't be cured, I want you to be buried with me!" Xue Ziye's throat was strangled, his hand slipped, and the silver needle pierced his finger, but he couldn't even scream. Miao Feng's face paled in an instant, and she took a step subconsciously to stop it, but hesitated, as if there was an invisible bondage. ——After all, in the decades since he was a child, he has never openly resisted the Pope. "Can... can be cured!" However, in just a short moment, Xue Ziye finally managed to make two words. The king's hand was released in an instant, allowing the doctor to return to his seat, panting violently, but the ferocious expression on his face disappeared, and he returned to his usual kindness and serenity: "Oh... I knew it. Pharmacist Valley's medical skills are top notch How can the world disappoint me?" He put his hands on the medicine pillow again, and his voice was terribly oppressive: "Then, it's time for Gu Xuezhu." Xue Ziye clutched her throat and panted, her face was pale, she glanced coldly at the Jiaowang, and at the same time glanced at Miaofeng who was standing beside her, flashing a hint of sarcasm.Miaofeng's hand was tremblingly pressed on the sword, but she never dared to pull it out. At this moment, she glanced at it coldly, her whole body shook violently, and she dared not look at him. Miao Shui has been just watching from the sidelines, as if nothing happened. Xue Ziye put down his hands and let out a breath: "Okay...Ziye will use the method of crossing the acupoints with golden needles on the 'Pharmacist's Secret Collection' to open up the meridians of the whole body for the teaching king—but I also hope that the teaching king will be faithful in his words, let me know Go down the mountain." "Naturally." The teaching king smiled lovingly, "I keep my word." Xue Ziye nodded, opened the medicine pouch, and spread out a row of medicine boxes - red and white intertwined inside, with a strange fragrance.She chose two of them: "This is the Zijin Shengmai Pill that invigorates Qi and blood. You can take it first, and wait for a quarter of an hour for the medicine to take effect before applying the golden needle. This box of benzoin is a medicine for calming the mind and relieving pain. Please Light it with an incense burner." "Wind." The teaching king didn't answer directly, but spoke heavily. "Yes." Miao Feng stepped forward, picked up the pill without thinking about it, put it under his nose and smelled it, then dipped a little and put it in his mouth, and tried it with himself - Xue Ziye raised his head and looked at him, Complex eyes. "It's okay." After trying it, he bowed slightly and replied, "It works." "Then, light it up." The Jiaowang stretched out his hand, took the pill and swallowed it, motioning for Miaofeng to burn the incense. The rich fragrance lingered in the cold hall, no one made a sound, it was so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling on the ground.Xue Ziye lowered his head, quenched the gold needle on the lamp for a moment, then raised his head: "Please turn around." She carefully picked up a needle and said: "Start to penetrate the acupuncture points, please relax the meridians of the whole body, be sure to stop the internal breath." The king's eyes flickered for a moment, but he finally turned away.When he turned around, Miao Feng took a step forward and stood behind him, watching over everything for him.The Jiaowang turned around, slowly pulled down his robe, and exposed the empty door behind him to strangers for the first time——as soon as the gorgeous golden robe was removed, the faces of everyone in the hall changed! Then, what are those! ... Xue Ziye forced himself to suppress the exclamation from his mouth, and looked at the exposed back. This is no longer a human body - countless scars criss-cross and criss-cross, weaving into a horrible painting, even one or two white bones are faintly exposed from under the skin, like a puppet that has been broken many times and has been poorly sewn got together. "Do you know?" The Jiaowang turned his back to her, and gave a low laugh, "I also came from the Asura Field." "..." Xue Ziye's eyes were shocked for the first time, and the golden needle in his hand trembled. "Let's start." The teaching king said solemnly. Miao Shui watched coldly from a distance under the Jade Throne, watching her pick up the golden needle and plunge it into the acupoint on the Jiaowang's back, subconsciously clenching her hand tightly in her sleeve. "Hmm." The first needle pierced the Tiantu acupoint in the middle of the spine, Jiaowang let out a low moan, and frowned slightly - Miaofeng's face was serious, and he couldn't help pressing his hand on the hilt for a moment.However, Xue Ziye's attack was as fast as lightning, after the first needle pierced, the five acupuncture points of Xuanji, Huagai, Zigong, Yutang, and Tanzhong felt pain, and the five golden needles pierced at the same time in an instant. The stinging pain was only for a moment, and then the Qi channels became smooth! As the golden needle fell, the originally stagnant meridians gradually came to life, and the inner breath that had been running around in the body was guided one by one, returning to the acupuncture points, and the tingling pain all over the body that had lasted for many days gradually disappeared.The Pope let go of the hand he had been holding tightly, closed his eyes, and let out a satisfied sigh. Miaofeng also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and looked at the woman who was concentrating on the needle out of the corner of her eye, with admiration. Finally, the acupoints along the spine were opened, and the seventy-two gold needles were laid out. Xue Ziye gently twisted the ends of the needles to adjust the depth and position of the gold needles in the acupoints. Fine beads of sweat were already oozing from his forehead.It takes a lot of energy and eyesight to cross the acupoints of the golden needle. With her long-deficiency physique, it is already extremely difficult to help the patient open up the eight extraordinary meridians at one time. A hand towel was gently applied to wipe the sweat off her forehead. She looked up at Miaofeng with complicated eyes, suddenly smiled and said softly, "Okay." So soon?Miao Feng was a little surprised, but saw Xue Ziye suddenly raised his palm, and Ping Ping slapped the Jiaowang's vest! She doesn't know martial arts, and she didn't have any strength in that slap, but miraculously, with that light slap, the silver needles inserted in the seventy-two acupuncture points seemed to come to life, and they all went into it in an instant. Teach the king's back! "Ah!" The king's whole body was shaken, and a cry of pain suddenly broke out. "This blow is for the Mojia clan that was killed by you eight years ago!" She stood up long, with a bright light in her eyes, grabbed the medicine bag sharply, and slammed at the devil, regardless of costs. But what kind of person is the owner of the Great Bright Palace?When suddenly attacked, the Qiankun Great Teleportation will be activated in an instant, the acupuncture points of the whole body will be shifted in time in an instant, and all the piercing golden needles will be deflected by half a point.However, the zhenqi in the body was disordered again in an instant, and the pain was even worse than before. This woman... this woman wanted to kill him! The Jiaowang's face was ashen, and he suddenly turned his head, his eyes were like wild animals, and he slapped Xue Ziye with his backhand palm! "Jiaowang!" Miao Feng flied away in shock, and stretched out his palm obliquely, trying to take Xue Ziye away. However, Xue Ziye stood quietly on the ground, with a smile on his lips, watching the thunder strike without dodging or avoiding it.It seemed that after completing this blow, she could die calmly. Jiao Wang's palm had already reached Xue Ziye's body one foot in front, and the fierce and vigorous palm wind made her clothes flutter all over her body.Miaofeng didn't have time to think about it, and quickly changed her move in the middle, pulled her away with one hand, rushed forward, and abruptly slapped the Jiaowang! Amidst the loud noise, he staggered back three steps, only to feel blood churning in his chest. However, just after that palm, the Jiaowang retreated more than a foot, and finally staggered and fell into the jade throne, spurting a mouthful of blood. "Wind!" The old man looked at the subordinate who defied him at the last moment in disbelief, and murmured, "Even you...even you..." "I..." Resisting the blow head-on, Miaofeng was a little at a loss at the moment, looking down at his hands, his body trembling slightly - he didn't think about betraying the Pope, but it was too late to think about it at that moment , I only know that this woman must not die in front of his eyes. As soon as he let go of his hand, Xue Ziye staggered and fell to the ground, clutching her chest and coughing violently, blood pouring out of her mouth—although she was pulled away by Miaofeng at the last moment, she still His internal organs were already seriously injured by the shocking blow of the teaching king. Her blood spat out on the ground, dyeing large red flowers. Miao Feng stared at all this in a daze, confused.Suddenly she knelt down facing the jade throne, and said in a low voice, "I just beg the king not to kill her!" "Then, would you rather she kill me?" The Jiaowang sneered and coughed violently. Miao Feng was startled: "No!" At that moment, he didn't know what to do with himself. "Wrong. I am the one who wants to kill you." Suddenly, a voice resounded in the hall. who is it?That voice was so cold and strange, with an indescribably murderous aura.The moment Miaofeng heard it, he felt ominous, but the moment he wanted to draw his sword away, he suddenly felt that his true energy had reached his chest and he could no longer lift it up. His hands and feet softened and he couldn't stand at all. "You—!" Unbelievably, he turned his head to look at Xue Ziye who put his hands on his waist. is her?Did she take the opportunity to attack herself? ! "I'm sorry." Xue Ziye lay on the ground and looked up at him, with an indescribable expression in his eyes.As if she could no longer support her, she slumped to the ground, let go of her hand, and a golden needle trembled slightly on Miaofeng's Yangguan acupoint - that was the agreement between her and Miaoshui! At the moment Miaofeng was restrained, with a bang, the Jade Seat was pierced through! The blood-red sword pierced the back of the seat from behind, emerged from the Pope's chest, and nailed him to the high jade seat! "Miaoshui!" A horrified voice resounded through the hall, "It's you!" Amidst the fluttering curtains, the fox-like eyes of the woman in blue gleamed with delight, looking at the old man whose eyes were tearing apart: "Yes...it's me! Xue Ziye is just a cover to draw your attention—you This kind of monster-like person, how can it be effective just to pierce with a golden needle? You can only be nailed to death with a blood-leaking sword coated with the poison of dragon's blood!" She smiled and let go of her blood-stained hand, and said in a seductive voice, "You know? It's me who came to kill you." "You...why..." The teaching king tried hard to speak, but he couldn't even continue his voice. "Hahahaha! You still ask me why!" Miao Shui laughed loudly, and slapped the Jiaowang on the face, "How many insane things have you done! ——Twenty-one years ago, the Loulan clan lived together near Luopu Have you forgotten about the matter of the extinction of the night?" The Jiaowang raised his head instantly, looked at the seductive woman he had brought back from Tibet, and lost his voice: "You...are not Tibetan?" "I'm from Loulan. Can't think of it?" Miao Shui laughed loudly, her soft voice revealed an arrogance and murderousness that had never been seen before, and she looked up coldly, "My lord, have you killed too many people in your life?" Already forgotten?" "Ah! You, you are that—" Jiao Wang looked at this woman, and gradually came to a realization, "Princess Shanmi?" "You finally remembered, Jiaowang." She sneered and gripped the Blood Leaking Sword again, "Thanks to you, my family members were all dead, but I escaped alone and went to Tibet. When I was fifteen, I was lucky to meet you again." This enchanting woman suddenly seemed to have changed into a different person, and she laughed like a demon possessed, twisting the hilt of her sword viciously, stirring the long sword protruding from her chest, and said with a stern smile: "For this day, I will accompany you!" How many nights have you slept, how much torture you have suffered! What double cultivation, what joy meditation—you old pervert! Go to hell!" She vented her anger for many years to her heart's content, and she didn't see how pale Miao Feng's face was at the bottom of the jade steps. good honey! That familiar and distant name seems to be a bright lightning, splitting the dark and cold past. The sound of the old country's harp ringing again in the memory, faint and mysterious, echoing on the desolate road of exile.The Uighurs invaded their homeland, and the father and the king ran westward with his people all night, intending to migrate to Luopu to rebuild their homeland.The young self hid on the horseback, put her face in the arms of her sister, and listened to her playing "The Broken Willow" along the road with a harp, reminiscing about her hometown on the way to exile. On the other side of Quicksand Mountain, there was faint thunderous hoofbeats—all the clansmen showed panic and fear. It's a horse thief! Death came.Blood splashed all over the sky, and his ears were filled with the screams of the people who were dying. He was so frightened that he went into his sister's arms and cried loudly. "Yami, don't cry!" At the last moment, she sternly shouted, "Be like a man!" She threw away the scorpion in her hand, drew a knife from her bosom, and faced the horse thief's sharp long knife without fear. The horse thieves were all startled, they reined in their horses and took a step back, and then burst out laughing: It was a small knife carried by the Loulan woman, it was no more than one foot long, complicated and gorgeous, it was just for daily decoration, and it had no offensive power . She threw the knife in front of her younger brother and yelled, "Yami, pick it up!" However, at the age of five, he was really scared, not to mention holding a knife, he couldn't even stand up. She glanced at him with stern eyes: "The son of King Loulan, even if he dies, he must look like a man!" He was so frightened that he cried, but he still didn't dare to take the knife. "Oh. It's really hard for you." She looked at the young brother's frightened appearance, and finally just sighed, and suddenly knelt down on one knee, kissed his forehead, and murmured softly: "I will help you." Give me a hand... Yami, close your eyes! Don't be afraid, the pain will stop soon." He raised his head in surprise, but saw a bright light cutting towards his neck! At that moment, all the child's thoughts turned into a blank. Sister Wang... Sister Wang wants to kill him! Those horse thieves let out a howl, and one of them rolled his long whip, rolled up the stunned child at the nick of time, and threw it far away - the swiftness of his strikes and the accuracy of his eyesight were completely unlike ordinary horse thieves in the Western Regions . However, at the moment when the knife failed, the woman's expression changed, the blade turned around, and stabbed her own throat without hesitation. "Ha... interesting little girl." In the black-clothed horse thief, a cold voice smiled, "Catch her!" He was thrown aside, unable to move in pain.Watching those horse thieves flock to Sister Wang, they knocked off her dagger with just one whip, grabbed her by the hair and dragged her onto the horse's back, and drove away. At the age of five, he didn't know where the courage came from, and wanted to stand up and catch up, but someone behind him gave him a whip, which immediately made him pass out from the pain. When he woke up, there was already a cold moon hanging high over the wasteland, and wolves were howling. The corpses of the clansmen were piled up like a mountain, and countless bright green lights floated in the dark night—they were wild wolves who came to feast.He was too scared to breathe, but those green lights moved over little by little.Little by little, he rubbed his way into the pile of corpses, when his hand suddenly touched something. ——It’s my sister’s usual zither, with blood stains on it. At that moment, he only felt endless despair. Everyone died, leaving him alone among the wolves in the wasteland! "Help...help!" From a distance, hearing the sound of wheels rolling over, the young child blurted out. The golden carriage came to an abrupt stop, and a middle-aged man in a black cloak got out of the carriage, stepping over corpses and blood all the way, even vicious wild wolves retreated wherever he went, his demeanor was as calm as an abyss. "Is it Loulan's royal family?" He bent down to look at the only living child among the corpses all over the place, and stretched out his hand with demon-like power in his voice, "Poor child, are you willing to come with me? If you give everything If you give it to me, I will give you everything." He flinched and stared at the handsome man for a long time, noticing a huge gemstone ring on his finger.He suddenly remembered vaguely what such a ring represented in the Western Regions, sobbed for a while, and finally carefully held the hand that was stretched out, and pressed his lips on the gemstone. The man smiled, his eyes were as sharp as a wolf's in the darkness. The trajectory of fate turns here. From Yami, the son of the last king of Loulan, he became the "Miaofeng" among the five bright sons under the throne of the Daguang Palace Sect, the amulet of the Sect King.No relatives, no friends, not even the motherland.From then on, I only live for one person. After that, how many years will it be? The child who was afraid of the dark night and blood finally grew up in the pool of blood. As Sister Wang asked in the end, he never shed a single tear.The endless killing and absolute loyalty make him calm and indifferent, he always smiles, seems gentle and indifferent to the world, but often takes people's lives in the palm of his hand. He even seldom recalled the past, the silence like still water. However, the 筚篥 left in the pool of blood has always been secretly hidden in his bosom, never shown to anyone, but never left behind. More than twenty years later, Miaoshui Envoy in blue laughed wildly on the jade throne of the main hall, and the sword in his hand pierced the chest of the teaching king. "Sister Wang... Sister Wang." There was a voice in his heart calling in a low voice, getting louder and louder, almost breaking his eardrums.However, he froze on the spot, his heart went blank, and he couldn't say a word to the mad laughing woman in front of him. Is that Sister Shanmi?How could that enchanting and vicious woman be Sister Shanmi! The woman was sneering, with terrible viciousness in her eyes, and said every word to the old man who was nailed to the jade throne: "Twenty-one years ago, my father was defeated by the Uighur Kingdom, and the Loulan clan had to abandon the city and go into exile— —And you took money from the Uighur King, sent killers pretending to be horse thieves, and exterminated our family along the way! "One hundred taels of silver for a man's head, fifty taels of silver for women and children, have you forgotten?" "—But why shouldn't you forget me? Each member of the royal family costs 12,000 taels!" The blood-leaking sword stirred in the body of the teaching king, smashing the internal organs, and the poison of the dragon's blood was enough to kill gods and demons.The king's beard and hair turned pale in an instant, and the luster on his face also faded away. He was haggard with goose skin and white hair, and he was no longer the usual fairy demeanor. Taking a step forward, he looked at the old man with his head drooping and leaning on the jade throne with a sneer. "Hmph." She snorted coldly, and kicked the dead teaching king to the ground next to her, "Get lost." With a twist of her slender waist, she sat on the vacant jade seat and smiled coquettishly: "Now, this place belongs to me!" Miao Shui looked down at the bottom from the high jade seat, and was stunned for a moment—a pair of eyes had been watching her every move, with indescribably complex emotions, bottomless, almost drowning in. Is it Miaofeng?Surprised in her heart, she clenched the bloody sword tightly. Patronizing to deal with the teaching king, he actually left out the No. 2 person in the cold!After the death of the king of teaching, this person is the most difficult and powerful person in the Great Bright Palace, and he must be dealt with as soon as possible before he can move, so as not to change. She sat on the jade throne with her sword in her hand, and smiled suddenly: "Miao Fengshi, isn't the meaning of your existence to protect the king? Now that the king is dead, there is no need for you to exist, right?" 她的声音尖利而刻毒，然而妙风还是没有说话，只是怔怔地看着那个坐在染血玉座上的美丽女子，眼里带着无法解释的表情。 “妙水！”倒在地上的薛紫夜忽然一震，努力抬起头来，厉声。“你答应过我不杀他们的！” “哈哈哈……女医者，你的勇敢让我佩服，但你的愚蠢却让我发笑。”妙水大笑，声音在空旷的大殿里回荡，无比的得意，“一个不会武功的人，凭什么和我缔约呢？约定是需要力量来维护的，否则就是空无的许诺。” “你……”薛紫夜几度想站起来，然而重新跌倒在冰冷的地面上。 这个身体，自从出了药师谷以来就每况愈下，此刻中了剧毒、又受了教王那样一击，即便是她一直服用碧灵丹来维持气脉，也已然是无法继续支持下去了。 “女医者，你真奇怪，”妙水笑了起来，看着她，将沥血剑指向被封住穴道的妙风，“何苦在意这个人的死活呢？你不是不知道他就是摩迦一族的灭族凶手——为什么还要救他？” 一直沉默的妙风忽然一震，瞬地抬起了头，眼望向薛紫夜，不敢相信——怎么？她、她知道？她早就知道自己是凶手？ ! 即便是如此……她还是要救他？ ! “他……不过是被利用来杀人的剑。”薛紫夜地上剧烈地喘息，声音却坚定，“我要的，只是……只是斩断那只握剑的手。” “……”那一瞬间，连妙水都停顿了笑声，俯视着玉座下垂死的女子。 “好吧，就算你不杀他，我却要他的命！”妙水站起身，重新提起了沥血剑，走下玉座来，杀气凛冽。 ——留着妙风这样的高手绝对是个隐患，今日不杀更待何时？ 妙风看着她提剑走来，眼里却没有恐惧，唇边反而露出一丝多日不见的笑容。他一直一直地看着玉座上的女子：看着她说话的样子，看着她笑的样子，看着她握剑的样子……眼神恍惚而遥远，不知道看到了哪个地方。 这不是善蜜……这个狂笑的女人，根本不是记忆中的善蜜王姊！ 妙水离开了玉座，提着滴血的剑走下台阶，一脚踩在妙风肩膀上，倒转长剑抵住他后心，冷笑：“妙风使，不是我赶尽杀绝——你是教王的心腹，我留你的命，便是绝了自己的路！” “不！”薛紫夜脸上终于出现了恐惧的神情，“住手！” 然而妙风并无恐惧，只是抬着头，静静看着妙水，唇角带着一丝说不出的奇特笑意。 她要杀他么？very good.很好……事到如今，如果能够这样一笔勾销，倒也是干脆。 短短的刹那，他却经历了如此多的颠倒和错乱：恩人变成了仇人、敌手变成了亲人……剧烈的喜怒哀乐怒潮一样一波波汹涌而来，将他死寂多时的心撞得片片粉碎。 忽然间他心灰如死。 “妙水，”他忽然笑了起来，望着站在他面前的同胞姐姐，在这生死关头却依然没有说出真相，只是平静地开口，请求，“我死后，你可以放过这个不会武功的女医者么？她对你没有任何威胁。” “哈，都到这个时候了，还为她说话？”妙水眼里闪着讽刺的光，言辞刻薄，“风，原来除了教王，你竟还可以爱第二个人！” 妙风只是平静地抬起了眼睛：“妙水，请放过她。我会感激你。” 妙水嗤的一笑，提起了剑对准了他的心口：“这个啊，得看我高不高兴。” 一语未落，她急速提起剑，一挥而下！ “雅弥！”薛紫夜心胆欲碎，挣扎着伸出手去，失声，“雅弥！” 她用尽全力，指尖才堪堪触碰到他腰间的金针，然而却根本无力阻拦那夺命的一剑，眼看那一剑就要将他的头颅整个砍下—— 然而那一句话仿佛是看不见的闪电，在一瞬间击中了提剑的女子！ 剑尖霍然顿住，妙水闪电般转过头来，扔开了妙风，忽地弯下腰拉起了薛紫夜，恶狠狠地追问，面色几近疯狂：“什么？你刚才说什么？你叫他什么！” “雅弥。”薛紫夜不知所以，“他的本名——你不知道么？” 妙水一瞬间僵住。 趁着妙水发怔的一瞬间，她指尖微微一动，悄然拔出了妙风腰间封穴的金针。 “雅、雅弥？！”妙水定定望着地上多年来的同僚，露出难以置信的表情，“妙风——难道你竟是……是……” 话没有问完便已止住。妙风破碎的衣襟里，有一支短笛露了出来——那是西域人常用的乐器筚篥，牛角琢成，装饰着银色的雕花，上面那明黄色的流苏已然色彩黯淡。 妙水握着沥血剑，双手渐渐发抖。 她俯下身捡起了那支筚篥，反复摩娑，眼里有泪水渐涌。她转过头，定定看着妙风，却发现那个蓝发的男子也在看着她——那一瞬间，她依稀看到了多年前那个躲在她怀里发抖的、至亲的小人儿。 “唰！”忽然间，沥血剑却重新指在了他的心口上！ “你……是骗我的吧？”妙水脸上涌出凌厉狠毒的表情，似乎一瞬间重新压抑住了内心的波动，冷笑着，“你根本不是雅弥！雅弥在五岁时候就死了！他、他连刀都不敢握，又怎么会变成教王的心腹杀手？！” 妙风只是用一贯的宁静眼神注视着她，仿佛要把几十年后重逢的亲人模样刻在心里。 “是的。”他忽地微微笑了，“雅弥的确早就死了。我是骗你的。” 妙水如释重负地吐出一口气，嘴角紧抿，仿佛下定决心一样挥剑斩落，再无一丝犹豫。是的，她不过是要一个借口而已——事到如今，若要成大事，无论眼前这个人是什么身份，都是留不得了！ “雅弥！”薛紫夜脸色苍白，再度脱口惊呼，“躲啊！” 躲啊，为什么不躲开？ !方才，她已然用尽全力解开了他的金针封穴。他为什么不躲！ 妙风却只是安然闭上了眼睛，不闪不避。 ——事到如今，何苦再相认？ 他们早已不再是昔年的亲密无间的姐弟。时间残酷地将他们分隔在咫尺的天涯，将他们同步的塑造成不同的人：二十多年后，他成了教王的护身符，没有感情也没有思想；而她却已然成了为了教王的情人，为了复仇和夺权不择手段—— 他们之间，势如水火。 就算她肯相信，可事到如今，也绝不可能放过自己了。她费了那么多年心血才夺来的一切，又怎能因为一时的心软而落空？ 所以，宁可还是不信吧……这样，对彼此，都好。 He closed his eyes. 剑却没有如预料一样的斩入颈部，反而听到身后的薛紫夜失声惊叫。 --What's wrong?难道妙水临时改了主意，竟要向薛紫夜下手？ ! “薛谷主！”他霍然一震，手掌一按地面，还没睁开眼睛整个人便掠了出去，一把将薛紫夜带离原地，落到了大殿的死角，反手将她护住。然而薛紫夜却直直盯着妙水身后，发出了恐惧的惊呼：“小心！小心啊！——” 妙风一惊，闪电般回过头去，然后同样失声惊呼。 教、教王？ ! 那个被当胸一剑对穿的教王居然无声无息站了起来，不知何时已然来到了妙水身后！ 满身是血，连眼睛也是赤红色，仿佛从地狱里回归。他悄无声息地站起，狰狞地伸出手来，握着沉重的金杖，挥向叛逆者的后背！——妙风认得，那是天魔裂体大法，教中的禁忌之术。教王虽身受重伤，却还是想靠着最后一口气，将叛逆者一同拉下地狱去！ 然而妙水的全副心神都用在对付妙风上，竟毫无觉察。 “小心！”来不及多想，他便冲了过去。 妙水一惊，堪堪回头，金杖便夹着雷霆之势敲向了她的天灵盖！ 她惊呼一声，提起手中的沥血剑，急速上掠，试图挡住那万钧一击。然而这一刹，她才惊骇地发现教王的真正实力。只是一接触，巨大的力量涌来，“叮”的一声，那把剑居然被震得脱手飞出！她只觉得半边身子被震得发麻，想要点足后退，呼啸的劲风却把她逼在了原地。 手无寸铁的她，眼睁睁地看着金杖呼啸而落，要将她的天灵盖击得粉碎。 “王姊，小心！”耳边忽然听到了一声低呼，她被人猛拉了一把，脱离了那力量的笼罩范围。妙风在最后一刹及时掠到，一手将妙水拉开，侧身一转，将她护住，那一击立刻落到了他的背上！ “喀喇”一声，有骨骼碎裂的清晰声响，妙风踉跄了一步，大口的血从嘴里吐出。 然而同时教王眼里妖鬼般的神色也黯淡了下去，在用尽全力的一击后，也终于是油尽灯枯，颓然地倒入玉座。 “雅弥！”薛紫夜脱口惊呼，心胆欲裂向他踉跄奔去。 同时叫出这个名字的，却还有妙水。 妙风的血溅在了她蓝色的衣襟上，楼兰女人全身发出了难以控制的战栗，望着那个用血肉之躯挡住教王必杀一击的同僚，眼里有再也无法掩饰的激动。 “雅弥！雅弥！”她扑到地上，将他的头抱在自己的怀里，呼唤着他的乳名。 他笑了起来，张了张口，仿佛想回答她。但是血从他咽喉里不断的涌出，将他的声音淹没。妙风凝望着失散多年的亲姐姐，眼神渐渐涣散。 那一刹那，妙水眼里的泪水如雨而落，再也无法控制地抱着失去知觉的人痛哭出来：那是雅弥！那是雅弥！她唯一的弟弟！也只有唯一的亲人，才会在这样的生死关头毫不犹豫地作出如此举动，不惜以自己的性命来交换她的性命。 那是她的雅弥啊…… 他比五岁那年勇敢了那么多，可她却为了私欲不肯相认，反而想将他格杀于剑下！ “让我看看他！快！”薛紫夜挣扎着爬了过去，用力撑起了身子。 她的手衰弱无力，抖得厉害，试了几次才打开了那个羊脂玉瓶子，将里面剩下的五颗朱果玉露丹全部倒出——她曾用了五年的时间，练出一炉十二颗稀世灵药，如今还剩下一半。想也不想，她把所有的药丸都喂到了妙风口中，然后将那颗解寒毒的炽天也喂了进去。 她想用金针封住他的穴道，然而手剧烈地颤抖，已然连拿针都无法做到。 “哈……哈……”满面是血的老人笑了起来，踉跄着退入了玉座，靠着喘息，望着委顿在地的三个人，“你们好、你们好！我那样养你教你，到了最后，一个个……都想我死吧？” 仙风道骨的老人满面血污，眼神亮如妖鬼，忽然间疯狂地大笑起来。 那是寂寞而绝望的笑——他的一生铁血而跌宕，从修罗场的一名杀手一路血战，直到君临西域对抗中原武林，那是何等的风光荣耀。 然而到了最后，却依旧得来这样众叛亲离的收梢。 “好！好！好！”他重重拍着玉座的扶手，仰天大笑起来，“那么，如你们所愿！” 手拍落的瞬间，喀喇一声响，仿佛有什么机关被打开了，整个大殿都震了一震！ “不好！”妙水脸色陡然一变，“他要毁了这个乐园！” 话音未落，整幢巍峨的大殿就发出了可怕的咔咔声，梁柱以肉眼可见的速度倾斜，巨大的屋架挤压着碎裂开来，轰然落下！ “和我一起死吧！我的孩子们！”教王将手放在机簧上大笑起来，笑到一半声音便嘎然而止。 白发苍苍的头颅垂落下来，以一种诡异的姿态凝固。 “快走！”妙水俯下身，一把将妙风扶起，同时伸出手来拉薛紫夜。 ——这个乐园建于昆仑最高处，底下便是万古不化的冰层，然而在建立之初便设下了机关，只要一旦发动，便会在瞬间将整个基座粉碎，让所有一切都四分五裂！ “不用了，”薛紫夜却微笑起来，推开她的手，“我中了七星海棠的毒。” 妙水一惊，凝望了她一眼，眼里不知是什么样的表情。 这个女子……便是雅弥不惜一切也要维护的人么？她改变了那个心如止水没有感情的妙风，将过去的雅弥从他内心里一点点的唤醒。 “你们快走，把……把这个带去，”薛紫夜挣扎着从怀里拿出药囊，递到她手里，“拿里面赤色的药给他服下……立刻请医生来，他的内脏，可能、可能全部……” 妙水默不作声地低下头，拿走了那个药囊，转身扶起妙风。 雪山绝顶上，一场前所未有的覆灭即将到来，冰封的大地在隆隆发抖，大殿剧烈地震动，巨大的屋架和柱子即将坍塌。雪山下的弟子们在惊呼，看着山颠上的乐园摇摇欲坠。 “快走啊！”薛紫夜惊呼起来，用尽全力推着妙水姐弟。 “……”妙水沉默着，转身。 “喀喇”，主粱终于断裂了，重重的砸落下来，直击向地上的女医者。 那一瞬，妙水霍然转身，手腕一转抓住了薛紫夜：“一起走！”