Xiao Gu Yijue

Song Yijue treated me very well, gave me books, pens and ink, and taught me how to use guns and equipment. He didn't talk much, but he also liked to make some jokes, and often teased me with things I hadn't seen before.

I laughed it off and was not angry, but when someone in the convoy did the same thing, he gave him a serious lesson.

The convoy grew slowly and gained experience in dealing with the tide of walking corpses. Along the way, it accepted many survivors, and occasionally rescued some dignitaries, as well as people with excellent combat abilities.

The number of times I took shots gradually decreased, and Song Yijue probably noticed that I didn't like killing people very much, and every time I dealt with thugs and criminals, I ordered someone to kill them with a single shot.

I only do it for the battle, and occasionally teach a few juniors who are good at swords. They like to fight with me, but I still need to go out to kill some monsters regularly, and I don't often have time.

One night, Song Yijue didn't come back, I was a little worried, so I asked Qin Sheng, he only said that Song Yijue had gone somewhere, the exact address was unclear, and I didn't know what to do, I waited in the tree for most of the night before I saw him .

He was in a bit of a mess, he was hurt a little bit, and he was quite a bit nervous when he saw me.

It meant embarrassment. Seeing that he was fine, I didn't ask.

The next day Qin Sheng brought me some long gowns. The gowns were wide and wide sleeves. They were of good quality, but they were a bit worn.

I changed into clothes, but I am used to wearing simple clothes and long robes, so I always feel that the eyes of my surroundings are a little more scrutinized.

Weird.

After that time, Song Yijue and I went to a peak to investigate and drank some wine on the top of the mountain. Before that, I didn't know that my wine was not good. After thinking about it carefully, he was suppressed by me. Hold him, and he was awake while doing those things, looking a little hurt.

Maybe being too close is the reason for the absurdity.

That fight ended with the two of us being seriously injured, he turned and left, and I followed him from a distance.

Song Yijue and I were originally friends, but since then he stopped talking to me, or he was cold when he saw me.

I didn't understand what I thought about him, but after all I did something wrong, so I got mixed up in the motorcade. Both Qin Sheng and Qin Tao came to ask me where I offended Song Yijue, and I remained silent.

Qin Sheng told me that one night he saw Song Yijue standing in front of my room with a knife and scared him to death.

After I heard it, there was a long silence, and I didn't know what to do. I apologized in person, but he always interrupted me coldly. I was really afraid of his mean words, and every sentence pierced my heart.

Every time I said it, I was frightened and angry, and my heart hurt.

The further south I went, the more difficult it was for the convoy to travel. The number of times I shot gradually increased. There were too many civilians.

I often leave the convoy to deal with a few monsters secretly, and sometimes I encounter novel things in the place where I kill monsters. I quietly put them in Song Yijue's room, but I was thrown out after a while.

So I handed it over to Qin Sheng, and he handed it over to Song Yijue. Sure enough, nothing was thrown out again.

Sometimes Song Yijue would leave the convoy, and I followed quietly. Seeing that he was not in any danger, I went to more dangerous places, or fighting monsters, or looking for food, it was better than having nothing to do.

But I am not indestructible, and it is common to be injured accidentally, but Song Yijue's alienation is too obvious, and the injury is always suspected of winning sympathy when he is dazzled in front of his eyes.

After all, he is not a hard-hearted person.

The monsters became more powerful, and I spent more days recuperating from my injuries.

Once I was seriously injured in a fight with walking corpses, and happened to encounter a rare heavy rain. I was so embarrassed that I postponed the time to go back. When I recovered from my injuries and returned to the team, I found that there were many met a beautiful woman.

I didn't care about these things at first, but this girl is too flamboyant, she always follows Song Yijue, and Song Yijue treats her differently.

I was very confused, because this time I didn't appear in the convoy, but quietly put down my things and left.

Baoshi is very beautiful, bright and beautiful, she comes from a noble family and has outstanding strength, many people like her.

But Baoshi didn't care, Song Yijue was the only one she liked in the whole convoy.

She felt that this person was very young, but he was so outstanding. The current situation was turbulent and precarious. Only when she saw Song Yijue would she feel at ease.

But Baoshi was very awkward, she didn't say anything, she just provoked in a different way, and she was satisfied when Song Yijue looked over with his cold gaze, he just looked at me, how nice.

Many people think so, and Bao Shi also feels that Song Yijue treats her differently, very conniving, as long as she doesn't go out of her way.

But the core members of the team don't like her very much, and they often get together to chatter.

Baoshi tried every means to get acquainted with one of them, and the gentle little man just didn't seem so repulsive and indifferent.

Do you have a problem with me?Baoshi asked unhappily, the little man snorted, he told you earlier, you don't want to pester the boss all the time, the boss is a man with a companion, what are you doing like this?

Bao Shi is simply baffled, when did Brother Song get married, what are you talking about!

Song Yijue has always been alone, and his surroundings are so clean that there is not even a flea. When will he find a companion?

The little man glared at her, and just about to say something, a heroic woman came over with a cigarette in her mouth, yawning, and said lazily, "Anyway, don't make any plans, this big tree in Songtou is not something you can handle." Relying on the shade.

The woman sneered and spit out a circle under her eyes, and patted Baoji on the shoulder, young people should not think too much.

Baoji was so angry that she couldn't eat, these people were too much, she wished she could fly to Song Yijue and ask him, do you really have a companion?

It's a pity that Song Yijue went out the day before yesterday and couldn't see anyone.

So Baoshi calmed down, and with a lot of patience, he searched for the answer by himself.

But she didn't expect the answer to come so quickly.

It was pouring rain that day, and the convoy had just experienced a tide of corpses, so they stopped in the valley to rest.

Song Yijue appeared in the rain, hugging a strangely dressed man, dripping blood dripped from his fingers, his expression was indifferent, his face was pale by the rain, he looked so calm, but Bao Shi There was a sense of panic when I read it.

My surname is Gu, Xing Er, my first name is Xun, and my surname is Yu Lang.

I slept with a man and followed him for a year, and then I decided to leave him. After I left, I went to a tall snow-capped mountain surrounded by mist.

I like the biting cold wind on the top of the mountain, ice sculptures of jade trees, and batik plum blossoms.

When I was young, the Jiling Snow Mountain was full of plum blossoms, which never faded in four seasons. My teacher always took me to see the plum blossoms with a lantern on the night of the full moon, and tested my knowledge.

In the seventh year of Apocalypse, on the eighth day of September, my teacher died in southern Xinjiang. I was 16 years old, and I left Jiling. I collected the remains of my family and teachers and buried them in the depths of the plum forest in the Snow Mountain of Jiling. After that, I went down the mountain to seek revenge.

At this time, when the people of the world are in dire straits.

The people I met, maybe they value profit, or they use reason, or they fear their lives, thinking that I use them, pretending to be identities, trying their best, wandering among the princes of all walks of life, seven years of layout, a chess game, and finally set off stormy sea.

The hundred-year-old foundation of the Yong Dynasty was destroyed once, and the building was about to collapse, and all the heroes in the world came together to compete for the Central Plains.

Emperor Tianqi's head was taken off by myself, and the palace was burned in a raging fire, and I couldn't get out.

The snow fell without a trace, and it was quiet and safe.

I was meditating on the top of the mountain, and I didn't feel it day and night. I heard a strange noise in the mountain, thought for a moment, and then looked for the sound and left.

I once heard Song Yijue's confidant say frankly that the convoy will go all the way north, out of the hinterland of the Central Plains, and establish a base somewhere in the southwest.

This is the only way to pass. If there are monsters in the mountains, the caravan will be damaged when it is moving. I walked on the snow, fell from the top of the mountain, and reached the mountainside. There is vitality to speak of.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, there were bursts of thunder, and the torrential rain poured down. The abnormal movement became more and more obvious, and it rang in harmony with the thunder, and there were small flashes of lightning around.

It should be that there is a strange treasure born, so I can't help but follow the sound.

The cave is gloomy and gloomy, and there is a spiritual spring in which there are a pair of lotus flowers with parallel stalks. A giant green-scaled python lies on the bottom of the spring, and there is a slight flash of electric arc on its forehead, which faintly resembles a dragon.

There is an eight-eyed demon spider on the rock, with a black body and a huge body, facing the giant green-scaled python.

The parallel lotus blooms in sequence, and the brilliance circulates, which is absolutely extraordinary.

I moved slightly in my heart and quietly disappeared. I climbed to the top of the cave from the rock, hibernated in the dark and waited for the opportunity. When the lotus withered, the giant green-scaled python poked its head out from the bottom of the spring, and the magic spider slid down from the rock.

The two beasts fought to one place, I fell from the top of the cave, lightly raised the tip of my sword, and took the lotus seeds into my bag.

But in an instant, the spiritual spring withered, the rocks collapsed, the snake's pupils were dark green in the darkness, and the spider's eyes were red, all of which looked to me.