Chapter 26 Section five

At some point, there was a whistle from the sky, as if the rainstorm had stopped suddenly, and everything immediately quieted down. Feng Lingxue came out of the tent and brushed her hair, as if she had just finished washing.She looked at Yiyi Xiang who was standing blankly at the door: "Are you okay?" She didn't sweat a single drop during the fierce battle, but now beads of sweat came out of her body in big drops and hung on the ends of her hair on her face.Xiang Yiyi stared blankly at her, then suddenly lowered his head. Feng Lingxue saw the corpses lying on the ground behind him. This was not the first time she had seen dead people, but she could still tell at a glance which one was shot to death by herself.The girl turned around and ran out, ran to the side of the tree and vomited violently, her whole body trembling as if it was about to shatter.

Only then did she realize that she had killed someone. Her master asked her to shoot birds, fish and insects, stubborn rocks and wild vines, and all kinds of strange things, but she never let her shoot anyone, and there was no one in the mountains to kill.Except Master.Master said: "You must never shoot arrows at people easily, because the first person who will die under your arrows in the future must be a great person." So Feng Lingxue has never thought about what it is like to kill people. Although she once shot at her master in a nightmare, she has never won. Every time the winner is about to be decided, she wakes up with a start, sweating profusely, and is terrified .Seeing that corpse suddenly today, a layer of my heart was shattered suddenly, my internal organs were twisted and trembling, as if they were going to be wrung into a bloody mess.

It took her a long time to calm down, the world was spinning, it was so dark that she couldn't see anything clearly, leaning against the tree trunk, her body seemed to be immersed in an ice cellar, and the cold penetrated to the marrow of her bones.She was looking forward to someone who could support her, and if a pair of hands touched her lightly at this time, she would hug him tightly without hesitation. but. The boy Xiang Yichi was standing right behind her. He saw the girl hugging his shoulders and sobbing in pain. He stretched his hand forward, but he didn't have the courage to touch her body.

Feng Lingxue didn't know the struggle in the young man's heart, her breathing gradually calmed down, her heart gradually became colder, and she believed in her life's destiny.Because the master said: "You will not have a happy moment in this life, because you will be a great archer, a myth high in the sky, because of this, no one can match you. They are all unworthy of you. You can only look down on the top of the sky alone..." What Master said is not wrong.Feng Lingxue never doubted, and she didn't feel how terrible loneliness was, because she never knew what it meant to be lonely.The master is just the master, the master does not love her, the master is so cruel that she has to fight against it countless times in her dreams, before leaving the master, the master is her only companion and also the biggest enemy.Feng Lingxue doesn't know what warmth is, nor does she know what love is.Or, she's convinced she doesn't know.

The girl finally stood up from the ground, she turned around and quickly brushed past Xiang Yiyi without even looking at him.Only this young man has seen Feng Lingxue's gaffe so closely.In the following time, when this girl became a legendary person who would never panic and panic in the face of a powerful opponent, there was only one person who forever imprinted the painful and weak back under the tree in her heart, silently defending her. She keeps it for life. There were not many corpses left by Bei Hexue on the ground, only five, and Fulan circled around these five corpses, the posture of falling down, the angle at which the arrow pierced the heart, the scattered dust around, As well as the distribution of every arrow inside and outside the tent, the thrilling battle situation at the beginning can be reproduced in the eyes of a crane snowman.

After going around for many times, he stepped next to a corpse, reached out and pulled out the arrow from his chest. Crane Xueshi's arrows all have secret marks, so that his companions can distinguish them at a glance.But there was no trace of this arrow. "In Mijiang, the sky is high and the road is far away, and the soul is at peace." Fulan raised the tip of her arrow and touched her forehead, and recited the sacrificial words reverently.As the respect of one He Xueshi to another He Xueshi, as the leader of Nan Hexue, he respects Mi Jiang, a famous right-wing leader of Bei Hexue.

He died under Feng Lingxue's arrow. The horses galloped forward, and a messenger delivered another battle report. Nan Xuehe won in the main camp, three people were killed on his own side, and five people were killed on the other side; but he lost in another place. The He Xueshi stationed in the base camp slowly walked to the residence of the royal family, under Mo Tianya. There were also several corpses lying there, four of Nan Hexue's and one of Bei Hexue's. All the clansmen surrounded him in awe, no one dared to touch He Xueshi's body.Noble are those who fight for their people.Only He Xueshi or the royal family and priests are eligible to bury them properly.

But the monarch could not show up. King Yichi of the Yi Dynasty was seriously injured by a shot and was in emergency treatment.Although he was behind the heavy iron shields of the guards, the arrow still found the only gap. Fulan stood for a while, and saw that the royal family members were still in panic, and none of them could hold the ceremony.With a sigh, he walked forward. Suddenly shouted: "Stop." Among the palace crowd, a young man came out, came to the fallen warrior, knelt down on the ground, and pressed his hand on the forehead of the deceased.Fulan, Hexueshi, and all the tribes around immediately knelt down and sang the hymn:

After three requiem calls, the clansmen were already in tears.But suddenly someone in the crowd shouted again: "Wait!" Fulan raised her head and glared at the person who interrupted the requiem ceremony, but it was a priest from the clan. "The king is still here, how can the prince act on his behalf? It is disrespectful, not to mention that the eldest prince has not moved, how can the second prince be so courteous?" Although the Yi Dynasty has less than 20,000 people, and the country has no land and wanders in the mountains and forests, there are also crown princes competing for the throne, just like a big country.The eldest prince, Yishen, has been jealous of the second prince, Yisi, for a long time, because the eldest prince born of the empress is mediocre, while the second prince born of the concubine is strong.Several star priests predicted that the second prince would become the source of trouble and asked for exile.But the monarch has a weak character and has been unable to make up his mind.Now the monarch is seriously injured, and the situation is about to get out of control.

The second prince in front of the corpse shouted heavily: "Shut up! Don't scare the heroic soul away." But the priest refused to let him go: "The etiquette must not be exceeded, Eldest Prince, please order it to be taken down immediately, and we will do it when the sacrificial ceremony is changed." The eldest prince was still hesitating, unable to make up his mind. But the second prince who was kneeling in the middle said with a voice like ice, "I tell you to shut up!" The priest said: "You still don't retreat..." The second prince stood up, drew out his long sword, rushed to the priest and waved it, the blood splattered, and the head flew far away.The people in the palace were panicked and fled away.Only the eldest prince was still standing there, his legs trembling, but he couldn't move anymore.

The young second prince Heng Jian sneered and said, "Brother Wang, who do you think should perform the ceremony?" How could the eldest prince speak? There are ministers and generals who are close to the eldest prince around, and they want to command the warriors to charge forward, but they are afraid that they will be in front of the sword of the second prince.But the most important thing is, as the most important and noble force of the Yi Dynasty, the members of the Hexue Regiment are still kneeling on the ground, so who dares to move? Hexue has ten warriors and nine respected ones, and most of the warriors who became Hexue regiment are of noble blood, so the high status and the strength of the Hexue warriors are already the power to determine the fate of the dynasty.However, even if He Xueshi was a prince and brother before entering the camp, he must swear an oath to be loyal to obey orders and protect the lord, and he must never be a king. of.Therefore, the Yu clan also gave He Xueshi special honor. Even the king could not punish He Xueshi. He Xueshi was not bound by the laws of the country and could only be dealt with by the leader.Even if He Xueshi killed someone, the leader would not punish him, and no one should be held accountable.However, Hexueshi has very strict internal discipline, regards honor as their life, and most of them have high status, so there is absolutely no one who does anything wrong. Now, who of the two princes will be the new monarch, and whose blood will be splashed on the spot, the decision is between the teeth of the leader of Hexue, Fu Lan. With Hexueshi's archery skills, it would take no effort to kill the second prince and keep the eldest prince safe.Fulan knew very well in her heart that with a secret signal, the eldest prince's life could be saved immediately.but…… Once the eldest prince had an accident, he was so panicked that he couldn't even speak, and he ignored the sacrifice for the dead. How can such a person be a king? But the second prince...was a bit too vicious.If he becomes a king, he doesn't know where he will lead this little wing dynasty in the future, maybe he is not as good as a king who does nothing. At this moment, seeing the unpredictable situation, the second prince Yisi swung his sword at the eldest prince Yishen. Fulan was stunned for a moment, behind him, the girl Feng Lingxue had already stood up, took a bow and shot an arrow through Yi Si's palm, and the sword in his hand flew out along with the blood drops. Fulan immediately stood up, flexed and stretched her fingers, the signal was issued, and the crane snow warriors rushed forward, separated the two princes and restrained them. Fulan turned her head and gave Feng Lingxue a hard look. As a He Xueshi, it is a big taboo for the leader to act without giving orders, and he will be severely punished.Although Fulan had to admit that in that situation, he could only do that. One day later, King Yichi was seriously injured and unable to govern, so he announced his abdication, and the throne was passed on to the second prince, Yishi.The eldest prince and his mother were exiled, and the eldest prince sent a group of ministers to kill more than a dozen people. All of this, of course, is He Xuetuan's choice. On the day when the decree was delivered, Yi Si performed the ceremony. During the ceremony, the seventeen-year-old boy tore off the astronomical prayers prepared for him by the priest, and said loudly: "I have been waiting for this time for a long time. From now on, the Yi Dynasty will no longer be timid and hide in the In the mountains and fields, we will fight for the deer all over the world. We will seize northern Shanxi first, and then return to Ningzhou. The Yin Dynasty of the human race will be destroyed, and troubled times will come. My Yu clan will show its power in the sky and make the five clans bow down. Abandon the past and the weak name given to us by our parents , your monarch’s name is no longer Yi Si, his name is Yi Zai Tian!” The clansman raised his arms and cheered.At this time, the eyes of the young monarch turned to a place beside the altar, the girl standing with her eyes downcast, the person who shot an arrow through his palm.Amid the cheers, only she was indifferent and quiet, like a floating leaf in the rain.The right hand wrapped by Wing Zaitian trembled slightly, but there was a kind of emotion directly injected into his heart. Xiang Yichi was also among the crowd. He recognized this new young monarch. When he met him in the forest in the Northland, he called himself Yi Zaitian, which was the name he had thought of for himself a long time ago.He is the prince of Nanyu Kingdom, why was he wandering in Beiyu Kingdom at that time?When the Beiyu tribe was driven to the sea to be slaughtered by the human race, how did he escape back to the south of the strait? "Shooting and injuring the crown prince without orders, what should I do?" In the hall, the young monarch Yi Zaitian looked at his bandaged right hand, trying to flex and stretch his fingers. Fu Lan behind him lowered her head and sighed softly, Feng Lingxue's arrow was extremely timely, otherwise if Yi Zai innocently beheaded brother Wang and rebelled against the clan, it would be difficult to ascend the throne.However, the authority of the newly established king cannot but be supported. All kinds of punishments in He Xuezhong, such as beheading fingers, piercing bones, and blinding eyes, will make this girl a disabled person.Fulan was silent for a while, and then spit out a few words: "Then let's whip." The girl took off her clothes and lay down on the execution platform, exposing her white back in front of the executioner.The two crane snow priests stepped forward and locked her hands in the side pillars to prevent her from struggling in pain, and strangled a white scarf around her mouth so that she would not bite off her tongue in extreme pain.Yi Zaitian stood aside, with a stern face, he kept staring at the girl's face, as if he wanted to see every tiny ripple in her heart, but what he saw was the water surface like an ice mirror. When the first whip went down, the thin mirror of ice shattered, and the pain mercilessly tore apart the beauty of tranquility.Feng Lingxue yelled "ah", the voice was not high, but everyone couldn't bear to hear it.They are used to Feng Lingxue walking past them gently, or sitting quietly on the pile of firewood with their knees hugged, listening to the people talking and laughing by the fire.Although no one has seen the happy face of this girl, they all thought that she would not suffer.But this soft cry reminded everyone: she is just a weak child. The executioner's second whip couldn't help being weaker, as if the air had become thicker, it hit the girl's back muffledly, overlapping with the bright red bloodstains left by the first whip.But this pain is far beyond the first whip.The girl's body was trembling, her pale fingers stretched out, and the pain would continue until she was completely bruised, but people often fainted before that time, so no one has ever experienced the limit of pain, and those who endured it for a long time only Will leave a deeper fear in the heart. Yi Zaitian seemed extremely dissatisfied with the weaker whip, he rushed over and snatched the whip from the executioner's hand, raised it high, even Fulan looked at his hand in horror, the whip roared And go, full of strength and relentless, making people feel that the stubborn stone will also crack under this strength.The young monarch's eyes were full of violence, like a wolf enjoying the pleasure of tearing a rabbit in half.The executioners lowered their eyes. The sound was like a large piece of jade shattered and splashed, and Feng Lingxue's screams alarmed the Hexue camp. In the shadow behind the tree beside the camp, the boy in the handyman curled up tightly, grabbed his hair, and growled in a low voice, as if he wanted to tear himself apart.He stepped on the mud with both feet, but all his strength could only be used there. On the execution platform, the young monarch strode forward and watched the girl sobbing in pain. He suddenly reached out and stroked her hair, and pressed his face to her face, stained with her tears, and said pantingly, "You don't know what you brought The pain I gave...the wounds on my hands will never heal because I can't forget you...so you should also bear the wounds I gave you...let you always remember that no one can hurt Me, you will always tremble because of hearing a name in the future, that is Wings in the Sky!" He stood up abruptly: "My whip equals all the subsequent whips. From now on, no matter what she does, none of you are allowed to touch her!" The young monarch strode away. Then, he saw another young man standing more than ten feet away, clenched his fists and glaring at him. Yi Zaitian sneered, stepped forward, and came to Xiang Yiyi's side. "What? You seem to want to kill me? Why? Because I hurt her?" Yi Zaitian suddenly laughed, "I can save her with one sentence, and I can kill her with one sentence. I just want to let her I understand, her life is all in my fingers, let her understand who is her master! And you..." He leaned closer to Yiyi, staring at him: "You like her too? Hahahaha... But you You don't deserve to like such a girl, because you can't even save your own life, let alone control her fate. How can you be worthy of her if you can't even condense your wings? Do you want her to be forever Stay on the ground and be with you like a wingless people? Is this your dream? Let her cook and wash your clothes for you, and live like an ordinary wingless pariah who will never have the chance to fly?" He slowly raised his hand: "I hate useless trash the most, so you disappear to me immediately... Otherwise, I will make you disappear from this world forever!" But Xiang Yiyi didn't move. He just stood there, clenching his fists. Maybe it's time for Feng Lingxue to leave He Xuetuan.People looked at the young girl who was sitting on the grass by the camp all day long and became more and more silent, saying this. Maybe soon she will hand over He Xueling, enter the royal family, and become the concubine of the new monarch. Fulan paced in the camp, looked at the girl's back in the sun, and sighed.If this is the case, then what a pity, this woman who could have become a legend. Feng Lingxue was just silent, not caring about all the voices behind her. But as soon as I close my eyes, for some reason, the boy's eyes often appear. Why did he suddenly disappear?At this moment, how she wished to hear his footsteps again.