[Wei Nie] Vertical and horizontal killing

The scene at this moment overlapped with some fragments in his memory, and Wei Zhuang almost instantly remembered that this person has no internal strength to resist the impact.

He didn't have much time to think. After confirming that there was only a corpse at his feet, he jumped forward, stepping on the scattered falling rocks to catch up with the person who fell first.

The mountain stream is no more than tens of feet high, and there is a pool of streams converging below.The place where the water gathers to form a pool is slightly deeper than the place where the stream flows, but I don't know how deep it is.

The broken stones fell to the surface of the water in pieces, making a plopping sound, and the water splashed in all directions.

The erratic white afterimage followed and fell into the water, only enough time for people to see the wide sleeves fluttering slightly in the wind.

The distance was too close, and Wei Zhuang had no time to use his strength to catch up with the falling person; however, it was precisely because of this distance that, according to Ge Nie's water quality and adaptability, he should not be seriously injured.

Wei Zhuang landed on a boulder jutting half a foot above the water by the pool, paused for a while, his frost-colored eyebrows gradually tightened.

The ripples couldn't sway away layer by layer, and the ripples were scattered by the falling gravel.The ripples became finer and finer, and gradually the water surface was like a piece of frozen jade, intact.

wrong.

That person didn't come up.

Wei Zhuang jumped off the boulder and landed in the pool that submerged his chest.This is the place where Gai Nie fell just now, the water is not deep, and there are pebbles and convex rocks below, if the person happened to hit it when he fell—

Wei Zhuang's complexion sank, the shark's teeth swayed, and his internal force poured in, splitting the water forward to split a line of waterway, and with another touch, the surging water sword shattered the whole jade-like pool water, and rushed towards the surrounding shores.In an instant, strange little fish with white bellies floated up.

But there was still no sign of someone.

Wei Zhuang closed his eyes.

His water skills are not as good as Gai Nie's, but right now, the only option is to dive into the water——

But at this moment, there was a very light splash behind him.

Wei Zhuang turned his head to look, and really saw a piece of gray-white algae-like hair floating up from the bottom of the water, and then the sleeves and skirts of his robe, which were pale against the green pool, also floated up with the water.Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly emerged from the water.

The man's blindfold had been lost when he fell into the water, and the hair tie had been loosened, and a large strand of wet hair stuck to his cheeks, sticking to his neck along the curve of his jaw.In the cool and bone-chilling water, there are colorful and broken red petals of fallen flowers, and some of them just stick to his hair unknowingly.

He still had his eyes closed, and the thin moisture on his eyelashes was about to fall off, making the dull and boring man look like a different person.

Wei Zhuang didn't move, and didn't speak, he still looked at him like this.

Ge Nie was on the water, but he was able to accurately point his direction.The surface of the water slowly moved, and he approached Wei Zhuang slowly, and when he came to stand still in front of him, his tone was neither cold nor startled: "Xiao Zhuang, just now I noticed an undercurrent under the water, maybe it is the life force I have been looking for all this time. .”

Wei Zhuang didn't answer.

Gai Nie was probably used to all kinds of indifference from his junior brother, so he didn't take it personally. He just continued: "The hidden reefs in the water are turbulent. I can't ignore the inconvenience. Maybe I can go back and discuss this matter with the Mo family."

Wei Zhuang still did not speak.

Gai Nie finally felt that something was wrong, he turned his head to his junior brother, thought it over and said, "Fortunately, it's summer, otherwise this pool will be piercing to the bone. Xiaozhuang... let's go ashore."

After saying this, Gai Nie took another two steps and walked in the water, already at the shoulder-to-shoulder distance with Wei Zhuang.

But Wei Zhuang still didn't move.

Gai Nie finally realized something, paused for a moment, and softened his expression slightly: "Xiao Zhuang, you know that when I was in Ghost Valley, I liked to go down the cliff at the back of the mountain. Besides, the water here is not too deep. Just one person—”

The voice was interrupted, and a hand stretched out suddenly, pinching his chin, the strength made him unable to speak for a while, and he could only slightly frowned.Then, he felt a pair of extremely cold lips sucked up, with the force of biting, and the ensuing anger also came through.

Gai Nie backed away for a bit, but it meant to irritate the other party.The Yuanhong in his hand was taken away by the other party, and then there was a sound of heavy objects falling into the water in the distance.

Gai Nie was startled, and hurriedly tried to break free to find the sword that might have been thrown into the bottom of the pool, but someone strangled his neck and pulled him aside with great force——

He couldn't see, there was no chance of winning against a junior with complete internal strength, and he couldn't break free for a while, he staggered and was dragged for more than ten steps, and he didn't know where he was going.

There is a sound of water, and the clothes and sleeves are entangled in the water, entangled with each other, making it difficult to walk.After a few breaths, Gai Niefang felt that the resistance of his feet was gradually decreasing, only the knees were not in the water, presumably it was close to the shore.

He couldn't break free, so he had to maintain the restrained posture, trying to reason with his junior brother: "Yuan Hong—"

But this word seemed to anger the other party even more, Wei Zhuang didn't say a word, he pushed him to the boulder that he had docked on just now and plunged into the water, and one hand violently tore open his lapel clothing.

Gai Nie quickly pressed his hand, but the other party was extremely strong and angry, and the soaked linen made a soft sound that was about to tear.

Gai Nie let go of his hands helplessly, revealing several fresh wounds on his waist under the thin linen clothes.

There are too few people who have been alone for more than ten years and care about his life and death.So little that even he himself would forget that he was injured.

The brand new scratches under the sackcloth had never been seen before falling into the water.The surrounding area of ​​the wound is irregular, sometimes shallow and sometimes deep, shallow but the mechanism is red, and deep, the flesh and blood turn white, all the way down the waist.

This is the bottom of the valley, and because it is ten o'clock at noon, there is only a short period of sunshine.The boulders exposed to the water were baked extremely warm, dispelling the chill after soaking.

Gai Nie stretched out his hand, wanting to hold down the hand of the other party who obviously planned to continue to untie his clothes.

But Wei Zhuang snorted coldly and avoided it, and his subordinate pressed hard in retaliation, making Gai Nie frown.

Gai Nie didn't make any more unnecessary movements, he knew that his junior brother was helpless.But unlike any previous anger, this time, he might be willing to wait for an explanation from himself.He lowered his hands and placed them by his side, no longer trying to cover up the injury extending from his waist to his knees, and said slowly: "In the old days in Guigu Fushui, there were often undercurrents under the water. To resist, you should choose an opportunity to get out. Just now I fell into the deep water, was swept by the undercurrent, and the surroundings became dark, and the channel of the water flow became narrower and more turbulent, as if there was light. I then—”

Wei Zhuang finally interrupted him, saying Ge Nie's first words after falling into the water: "So you plan to find out?" His tone has a consistent rising end, as if it is exactly the same as the ironic tone many years ago.

However, the listener has a very different mood.

Gai Nie: "When I noticed the turbulent undercurrent in the water, it happened that the shark-tooth sword energy penetrated through the underwater undercurrent, so I was able to get out of that situation."

In fact, the situation at the bottom of the water is far more dangerous than his few words. If he hadn't been calm enough, if Wei Zhuang hadn't split the water surface to guide him in time, he would be caught in the turbulent current at the bottom and eventually lose his way.

Wei Zhuang has always believed that Gai Nie is a hypocrite, and this hypocrisy has nothing to do with the elegance of a gentleman, but he always likes to praise his opponents high and attribute his victory to luck.

When this kind of hypocrisy is applied to oneself, it feels a little subtle.

Wei Zhuang's eyes fell on the opponent's wound that had begun to heal, where it was a penetrating sword wound with flesh and blood dozens of days ago.Now, there is a trace of the bulge darkening.After some time, this dark color, like all other traces, will gradually become lighter and become part of this person.

Any fatal wound, like all other pasts, was forgotten by him on his way forward.

After all, are there any exceptions?

Gai Nie was taken aback, he noticed that the murderous aura that had faded from Wei Zhuang just now permeated up again, and he was a little at a loss in a daze.

Some wet hair fell on his shoulders, and the wind swept across his skin.

It was slightly itchy, as if something had scratched the heart.

I couldn't help but raised my hand, wanting to touch the hair, or the owner of the hair.

and then?

So what?

He still doesn't understand, doesn't know.

Wei Zhuang just looked at the other party's empty face with a familiar yet unfamiliar tangled expression.For many years, he has been obsessed with ridiculing his entanglements, but not this time.

This was one of the few times when Ge Nie reached out to him.

The silence at this moment seemed so long that the brewing emotions became elusive.

Clearly knowing that this time and place is inappropriate and shouldn't be, but the two of them still have no intention of changing.

A few strands of wet hair intertwined and stuck to Ge Nie's cheeks, his eyes were closed, covering the brown pupils that should have revealed a frightening and sharp brilliance.The soaked reed-white linen robe was ripped open, revealing the entire waist and abdomen covered with scars.

It was so inappropriate, he suddenly remembered that night in Kunwu, they were also in such an environment, keeping each other warm throughout the night - licking each other, or making wounds.

Before he could understand all this, Wei Zhuang opened his shark's teeth and grabbed the opponent's probing hand.

Gai Nie's wrist was slightly cold, which was the inevitable result of being unable to mobilize his internal energy after being immersed in water.

Wei Zhuang lowered his head, with the other hand he picked up a petal that was sticking to the opponent's shoulder and crushed it, watching the blood-stained juice slowly overflowing between his fingers, with a bit of malicious evil in his tone: "Brother, or I can warm you up."

Ge Nie's forced composure finally showed some fluctuations.

People who face the choice of life and death or can face it calmly, but sometimes they can't even understand a neat sentence.

"The fight just now must have aroused everyone's vigilance, and now they must search—"

The voice was interrupted, and the rough and callused hand interrupted his unfinished words.

Wei Zhuang lowered his head, pressed his forehead against him, and said in a slightly depressed tone, "Go on."

The suddenly tense swordsman could no longer say any more disappointing words, and the corners of his mouth were tightly closed to suppress his instinctive reaction.

He was panting heavily, but still maintained his rationality and calmness, and pressed his remaining hand on the opponent's shoulder: "Xiao Zhuang, someone is approaching—"

The suddenly tense swordsman could no longer say any more disappointing words, and the corners of his mouth were tightly closed to suppress his instinctive reaction.

He was panting heavily, but still maintained his rationality and calmness, and pressed the other's shoulder with the only remaining hand that was not restrained: "Xiao Zhuang, if someone approaches at this time—"

Wei Zhuang directly interrupted him with the movements of his subordinates: "Then cooperate."

He smiled softly, and as expected, he saw the other party's entanglement and hesitation in giving in slowly.

Wei Zhuang's laughter contained the pride of once again taking the initiative in the front line of confrontation, as well as the inevitable victory as always.With his fingers, he twirled the light-colored petals that adhered to the opponent's body and crushed into mud, and sent them into the opponent's body fiercely.

Ge Nie's whole body trembled, almost so tense that it would break at the touch of a finger.

His eyelashes trembled, and his lips were tightened again.

The waist was firmly restrained, his legs were weakly leaning against the opponent's side, and then he felt that Wei Zhuang's wide cloak covered the two of them.

Flipping with his fingers, as long as he lowers his head, he can see the light red marks winding down between the other's taut legs.But Wei Zhuang is more willing to look at Gai Nie's expression at the moment, not letting go of the slightest bit.

Ge Nie's legs were a little tired, and he tried his best to rest his head on the boulder behind him, forcing himself to relax.This season can be considered warm, and after a while, the soaked robes are almost half dry.When wet, the fabric that adheres to the body becomes warm and loose, temporarily relieving the embarrassment of forced exposure.

Wei Zhuang's movements were the same as those of his fellows, without much patience, he quickly followed the weakness he had mastered several times before, and as he wished, he noticed the trembling waist and abdomen and gradually heavy breathing of the other party.

The feeling of being completely controlled by others is not suitable for the strong, Ge Nie frowned, and his breathing became more and more rapid.He felt the other party's sudden withdrawal, and after a moment of coolness, the scorching hard object pressed against him.

His breath caught and his lips parted.

Wei Zhuang pressed his forehead against him.

As he breathed and breathed, he heard Wei Zhuang's voice in his ears: "In the past, there were Yue people holding boats, but now there are Beifeng beating drums. Brother, do you still want to escape?"

Ge Nie was taken aback.

escape?How could he still escape to this day?

He Xixi tonight, rushing in the boat.

There are trees in the mountains, and the heart is pleasing to the king.

Qi said that he has no clothes, and the same robe with his son.

Ge Nie suddenly stretched out his hand, at this distance, he naturally clasped the back of Wei Zhuang's neck without hindrance, and then exerted a little force.

Wei Zhuang was stunned, and moved down along with this force, feeling the cool lips of the other party against his own, breathing jerkyly.

No more doubts, no more awkwardness.

At this moment, the ears of both of them are like the roar of the turbulent waves crashing on the shore - they can't hear it, they can't see it, and they don't care what night it is.

He pinched Ge Nie's chin and kissed it fiercely, wild and powerful.Lips and tongues rolled over, all flinching was meaningless.He knew that the other party sent him in with the slight choking sound because of his shortness of breath.

Trembling is a trembling that is connected by blood.

Trembling is the trembling of the same mind.

Gai Nie let out a slightly painful moan in his throat, but his hand only tightened slightly, and then he responded slowly and with gentleness.

The lips are cool, but the body is hot.

Like that sword, sharp and bloodthirsty, the person who holds the sword always hopes that more people can live.

Contradictory, stupid, but people can not be underestimated.

Some people will always give birth to hope in despair, and look for that elusive light in the darkest pain.

Wei Zhuang lowered his head: "You are so pitiful."

The world is so big, there is nowhere to go, so pitiful that everyone wants to kill you.

Many people are destined to die in this world, the fate of the country is declining, and the earth is full of scars, but he finally understands the feeling of wanting others to live.

Wei Zhuang let go of the opponent a little bit, which gave him a lingering illusion, and then the moment he just calmed down, he bit down on him again, deeply embedded in the moistness of the light red juice that had been stirred and crumbled before. the other side.

The hand behind his head tightened a little, as if trying to brush his long hair, but in the end the man let go, and raised his other hand to hug his shoulder.

After that, there was no more words, because of Weizi.

They comfort each other with the only thing missing.

The last thing a swordsman should have is feelings.

A swordsman without emotion is just a cold weapon.

But the vertical and horizontal are different. Between the robes and the edge of life and death, what they have and what they don't deserve are completely different from ordinary people.Thorough possession and unreserved giving, to a certain extent, are things that people on the verge of life and death dare not ask for extravagantly.

The other party slowed down a little, and caressed the place where he was dormant with his rough fingers.

……

The boulder trembled and loosened with each impact, causing the sleep ripples to spread out endlessly.Sweat slid down the forehead, dripped on the boulder, and dried in an instant, leaving only shallow traces.

Ge Nie suddenly stopped breathing after being extremely tense.At this moment, something went straight from the back to the back of the head.

Up to this moment, there seems to be no gap between the spirit and soul.

The endless fate of Ghost Valley finally came to an end at this moment.

Gai Nie calmed down his breathing slightly, and rubbed the hand on the back of his junior brother's neck slightly.

Wei Zhuang narrowed his eyes and calmed down from the chaos just now.

"Tsk." Still hurt.

Wei Zhuang pressed the opponent, and his tone was as usual: "Where is the medicine that the Mo family gave you?"

Gai Nie shook his head: "Xiao Zhuang, I'm fine. If I don't go back, I'm afraid the Mo Family and Chi Lian will worry."

What he wants to say most is that Robber Zhi and Bai Feng have excellent qinggong skills, and they should be found soon.

Wei Zhuang pulled him up, tidied up his clothes, and said coldly, "If we go back by ourselves, we would have wasted a lot of expression. Why don't we just adjust our breathing here and wait for them to find us."