[Yu Huang] Changfeng

It is slightly cold at night, but no matter how cold it is, it is always warmer in summer.

The Xie family's white silk hadn't been removed yet, hanging alone on the East Street, it always looked a little more sad.Xie Jiaren's body is not yet cold, but the Xie family has long been defeated.

When it was time to rest, the candles in the West Wing were flickering, reflecting the figure of a beautiful woman.Xie Mingrui pushed the door open and entered the room, reeking of alcohol.

Today, someone from Yinxuetang came to discuss matters with him, and it was inevitable to have a few more drinks to socialize.Since he joined Yinxuetang, Xie Mingrui has become the head of the Xie family well-deservedly. Not to mention he is in charge of all affairs, and he is also appreciated by Sun Hao. No, Sun Hao specially sent someone to discuss with him about the dart transport. Yinxuetang didn't make money by sitting on the ground in the Central Plains, and it took a lot of manpower to manage all the property up and down.The Xie family is in charge of carrying darts and running a bank, and Yinxuetang attaches great importance to it.

If he really followed Hall Master Sun, he wanted to be famous and to be profitable.If the old man is still alive, how can it be my turn?Xie Mingrui thought about it, stretched out his hand to open the bead curtain, and walked slowly into the room.

"Still staying up so late, wait for me?" Xie Mingrui obviously drank too much, his footsteps were sloppy and he didn't walk in a straight line, not to mention his eyesight became bad.

"Hmm." Someone responded.

Well, it really is waiting for me.But why is the sound so wrong?

The sound is a bit rough.

Xie Mingrui hiccupped, rubbed his eyes, and rushed towards the beautiful woman under the candlelight, wanting to find out.

What greeted him was a flash of sword light.

He saw that it was not his new concubine, let alone a beautiful woman, sitting there was a young man he had never met before, with a pair of peach eyes and a smile on his mouth.

Then, there is no more.

He just saw it, and had no time to react, act, or think further.

To seal the throat with one sword, there is no need for a second action at all.

When Xie Mingrui fell down, he even saw the figure of that person flying out of the window, almost in the blink of an eye, he was condensed into one body with the ink color from a distance, and he could never be seen again.

A shout came from the yard: "There are assassins!"

Huang Shaotian snorted lightly, no longer hiding his figure, his clothes fluttered up in the wind, his feet touched the ground, and he fell to the ground.Frozen Rain flipped it lightly in his hand, instantly showing a faint icy blue light, together with the disdain in Huang Shaotian's eyes, it converged into a cold killing intent.

Not assassination.

Not assassination.

It wasn't Ye Yu who wanted to make a move.

This time, it is upright and upright.

I, Huang Shaotian, want to kill someone.

No one can stop me.

The tip of the Bingyu sword glistened with fresh blood that hadn't been wiped clean, and when it stabbed through the air, it instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist, flying towards the surface at an indescribable speed.

Gu Shengsheng only slightly raised his head in the noisy and terrified crowd, and when he came back to his senses, the icy rain had already pierced his eyes, and he backed away abruptly. Years of experience in Yinxuetang told him that the martial arts of the comers were not ordinary, and he You need to use all your strength to dodge and deal with it.

The scimitar was pulled out from his waist, it was also a magical weapon, it was black all over, it slammed back, collided with Bing Yu's blade, and there was a spark of the weapon's intersection.

As long as Gu Shengsheng is given a chance to fight back, he will definitely be able to fight Huang Shaotian.

However, this opportunity has to be asked if Huang Shaotian is willing to give it.

From the moment the attack started, blood sprayed all over the sky, and the icy rain was as fast as lightning. Every move was so fast that ordinary people couldn't tell the difference.

Gu Shengsheng could see clearly that he could almost call out the name of each move.This is the most basic set of swordsmanship, everyone who learns swords and does not learn swords will know this set of swordsmanship.This is Gu Shengsheng's thinking all along. He can recite the names of all the moves, and he can also see Huang Shaotian's moves clearly.

Piercing the air, backhand catches the fallen flower style.

Picking up, stabbing down, crossing the body with one step and one sword, falling phoenix chop.

……

But so what?

He was horrified to find that he couldn't stand it at all.

Huang Shaotian's every move carried infinite killing intent, such a strong and powerful killing intent, almost rushing out of his eyes.The icy rain swept past, and the sword wind blew across his cheeks, bringing a sharp and cold air.

He had never seen anyone make moves like this.His starting hands are ordinary, and his falling swords are ordinary, but each of his swords is full of power, and each sword carries the power of destroying the sky and the earth, making him completely unable to parry.

Gu Shengsheng was afraid. He felt that the mental pressure brought by the people in front of him was even higher than the sense of coercion brought by the moves. It turned out that the killing intent could really oppress people like this, and all of this was so terrifying.

However, it was too late.

Gu Shengsheng wanted to think about something more, but he couldn't at all.

The icy rain rose high again, and this time, it was in the style of returning wind.

Huang Shaotian turned around lightly in the air, and the tip of his sword swept a moderate arc, piercing Gu Zaisheng's chest with a force of thunder.

everything is over.

Is it Huang Shaotian?Making a set of bland swordsmanship so superb that people have no power to parry, and in just a moment, he was effortlessly suppressed.

Juggernaut, that's it?

That's it!Huang Shaotian told Gu Zaisheng with a sharp sword, that's it.

Before Gu Shengsheng's body fell down, Huang Shaotian had already turned to another target.

He wanted to shout, to warn his comrades not to be careless, but there was no chance, Huang Shaotian had already stabbed out with his sword in the air, and the icy rain shone like a bright moon, beheading his head.

The Xie family cried and yelled, and instantly turned into the Shura Field of Hell.

The lights were turned on in disorder, and people scattered and fled in all directions, wailing endlessly.There is a cold moon outside the wall, the moonlight is cold and merciless, laughing at everything in the world.

That night, there were a total of 24 people in the Xie family in Gusu East Street, and they were all massacred overnight by Huang Shaotian.

Xie Mingrui, the second son of the Xie family, died.

Many members of Xie's family were injured, and no one died except Xie Mingrui.

The sun is about to rise, the sky is turning white, and it is another new morning.

The black clothes were completely blood-stained, but the thick blood color was almost invisible under the cover of black.The last drop of blood slipped quietly from the ice rain, and landed outside the gate of Xie's house.

A little boy begging for a living at the door tremblingly looked at Huang Shaotian who was striding forward from the main door, the smell of blood was so strong that he was almost crying out of fright.

Huang Shaotian looked over, the little boy was almost suffocated with fright.

Anyone who saw such a blood-soaked person walking out of the Shura Field would have to be terrified, let alone a child.

However, Huang Shaotian laughed.

"I'll eat it for you." Huang Shaotian took out a piece of chestnut candy from his arms, peeled off the wrapper, and stuffed it into the little boy's hand.

"Don't learn martial arts in the future." Huang Shaotian blinked his peach blossom eyes, unexpectedly gentle, "Study medicine, the doctors are benevolent, and they will help the world. In the world, there is no one more worthy of respect than them."

Gao Yingjie came over and sat beside Yu Wenzhou.He subconsciously wanted to get closer to Yu Wenzhou, so he sat closer, but Yu Wenzhou stood up calmly and sat further away.

Gao Yingjie was completely at a loss.

Who is this captive?Gao Yingjie didn't know how to tell Yu Wenzhou, and he still didn't understand what Yu Wenzhou meant.They had been in a stalemate on Mount Song for several days. Gao Yingjie sent a letter to Sun Hao asking what to do, but Sun Hao still hadn't replied.

Gao Yingjie walked out of the cave and looked up at the sky. If there were no accidents, no matter how slow he was, the news from Sun Hao should have arrived.

A carrier pigeon bent over and spread its wings. Gao Yingjie blew a weird whistle, and the pigeon fluttered its wings and followed the sound. Gao Yingjie raised his hand, and the pigeon stopped lightly and deftly.

The small pieces of paper were balled up, but the handwriting was clear.

Gao Yingjie unfolded and closed it again.

And unfolded again.

There is only one word, clear and clear, not even misunderstanding.

This is Sun Hao's response.

"You still don't understand?" Yu Wenzhou's voice sounded from behind, a little hoarse.

Gao Yingjie turned his head, his gaze was a little dark.

"In doing things, do you obey others' orders, or do you depend on your own heart?" Yu Wenzhou stepped forward, his eyes fixed, "People in southern Xinjiang are human, but people in Central Plains are not human? Do you know what Sun Hao's ambition and long-cherished wish are? He To unify the martial arts in the Central Plains, you must trample on countless innocent lives in the Central Plains, including the ordinary people you met along the way, including me."

"Is this what you want?"

"No matter what you do, whether it's right or wrong, whether you should do it or not, it all depends on your heart. Don't make decisions for things you don't know. There are thousands of things in the world. Only you can decide you."

No one had ever said these words to Gao Yingjie.Sun Hao was kind to him but ruthless. What he did was to act according to Sun Hao's wishes. No one asked him what he wanted to do, nor did he himself.

But now Yu Wenzhou told him that everything depends on the heart.

What is the heart?

Gao Yingjie still didn't know.His fingers trembled slightly, and the ball of paper in his hand was pulled out of shape.

The ink is still there, but there is only one word on it.

kill.

Title poem: One Sword Frost and Cold Fourteen States, from Guanxiu's "Sacrificing Money to Shangfu"