Sealing Sword

Facing the two uninvited guests, Duan Qing's solution was very simple and rude.

The simple thing is that he refused the hair tie offered by the girl timidly, and bluntly said that he already had a family, and even though Yiren was deceased, he had no intention of continuing.

The rude thing is that he picked up Ye Fusheng who was kneeling on the ground with one hand, and walked out without saying a word, his face was as cold as ice, and no bystanders on the road dared to stop him.

Ye Fusheng's mind was in a mess. He had been thinking about Duanqing for many days, but before he was ready, he bumped into his face unexpectedly.

Back then, Gu Xiao lost his mind and did something stupid. He said that he fell off the cliff to pay for his crimes, but more importantly, he didn't dare to face the big mistake he made with his own hands.

But when he woke up, he realized how wrong he was at that time. He actually left Duanqing and the seriously injured Gu Yufang on the cliff, leaving them to face He Lianyu and the people from Burial Soul Palace who might appear at any time.

One thought, half a lifetime of regret.

Gu Xiao will always remember the day when he returned to Feiyun Peak, the mountain was covered with withered yellow, scorched black, and the ground was in a mess, but Duan Qing and Gu Huafang were not seen.

Even if he later entered the palace to assist the royal family in reorganizing Lve Shadow Guards, he still couldn't find any more news about these two people. Those past events that used to laugh and scold all passed away with the youth and frivolity, and settled into endless entanglements in the cold night. nightmare.

A living person will always leave some clues, but Duanqing seems to have evaporated from the world, so Gu Xiao always thought...he is gone.

Later, after narrowly escaping the battle of Jinghanguan, Gu Xiao became Ye Fusheng from then on, but she wasn't very happy either. Firstly, she was entrusted by others, and secondly, her wish was fulfilled. It's a day" thinking, like the walking dead walking around the world.

The reunion with Chu Xiwei gave him the ups and downs of being a living person, and that pot of unexpected dew made him taste the taste that he had not seen for a long time.

Duanqing clung to him all the way out of the town, Ye Fusheng was so obedient, he just stared at the white-haired back in front of him with a pair of eyes, all the people and things around him were forgotten, and he couldn't help it at all. caught the eye.

He felt that he was dreaming, or that the jug of wine last night was too mellow and too strong, and he still hasn't woken up yet.

But the cool hand on his wrist exerted so much force that he felt as if his bones were pinched through the flesh, which broke his mind full of wild thoughts.

Duanqing finally took him to a small river.

The weather is cold, and the wind blows across the water, bringing a bit of bone-chilling chill. The weeping willows on the shore do not see much greenery, showing a bit of dying like a human being.

Duanqing let go of his hand, Ye Fusheng lifted the hem of his clothes, and knelt down without saying a word, his voice trembling: "Master..."

"stand up."

Duanqing looked at the top of his hair, his tone was still cold: "Jinghong's lineage removes the parent's kindness from master and apprentice, does not kneel on the ground, kneels on the ground, you kneel to me, what's the reason?"

Ye Fusheng's heart was beating like a drum, he was at a loss at this moment, he didn't even dare to look around.

Before he got up, Duan Qing bent down and grabbed his elbow, pulled him up, his eyes met, one face was sinking like water, the other was pale and bloodless.

Ye Fusheng stared blankly at Duanqing, his teacher's wife's black hair had turned into frost and snow, her pupils, which were already lighter than ordinary people's, were a little lighter now, only the cinnabar mole at the corner of her eye was still as bright red as before. , It's just that now it's not bright, but there is an ominous and murderous air, as if a drop of blood has splashed on the ice and snow.

He had a stomach full of things to say, but he didn't dare to say a word when it came to his mouth, he was almost suffocated, but fortunately Duan Qing spoke first.

When Ye Fusheng was in a trance, Duanqing had already carefully looked at him from head to toe three times, and found that he was not missing any arms or legs, and that he was not dying. At last, he was a little more relieved, so he withdrew his hand and asked a question : "Did you live well these years?"

Ye Fusheng managed to pull out a smile: "Okay, it's great to be able to go to the hall and go to the battlefield, to make friends and fight hooligans."

Duanqing frowned slightly, and said, "Why didn't you say that you fell into 'Youmeng'?"

Ye Fusheng's heart skipped a beat, and he heard Duan Qing said: "I haven't seen you for many years, you not only learned how to talk nonsense, but also know how to lie."

Ren Ye Fusheng is usually so eloquent, but now he can't talk glibly any more, he can only lower his head and admit his mistake with an obedient and humble attitude: "Ms. taught me the lesson."

The bastard who was able to jump three feet high in front of him back then has become such a half-dead and submissive look.Duanqing closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he slapped Ye Fusheng's face with his palm.

The strong wind hit his face, and the martial artist's instinct made Ye Fusheng subconsciously raise his hand to block, and then he realized who was going to hit him, so he quickly withdrew his strength, not only withdrew his arm, but also closed his eyes obediently waiting to be "cleaned up".

Unexpectedly, Duanqing's slap came in front of him, but suddenly he deflected, the blow that was supposed to break metal and cracked stones instantly dissipated his internal strength, and only a slap hit him hard on the face.

Even if he didn't have internal strength, this slap was not weak, Ye Fusheng was beaten until the corner of Ye Fusheng's mouth was bleeding, and the left side of his face was blushing a lot.However, this moment was like waking him up from years of nightmares. He recovered from the entanglement of demons, and saw a slight anger in his eyes, which were as quiet as still water, as if an undercurrent was rushing under the surface of calm water. Chung.

With burning pain on his face, Ye Fusheng looked at Duanqing, he thought that he was already prepared to face the censure of his old friend, but when the real thing came to an end, there was still an inexhaustible timidity in his heart, and Unexplainable grievances.

He pissed himself secretly: "Why are you wronged? Scoundrel, good fight, you deserve it!"

Ye Fusheng tried his best to calm himself down, but unexpectedly he said the next sentence, which interrupted all his self-righteousness and pretending to be calm.

Duanqing took in the slightest change of expression on his face, and said at this moment: "This slap is what your master asked me to slap."

Ye Fusheng looked at him in disbelief, guilt, grief, grievance... these mixed emotions entangled together, pulled blood from his eye sockets, staining his vision a little bit red.

"Before she died, she scolded you a few times and told me to slap you for her. The more painful the better." After a pause, Duanqing said slowly, "After the slap, forget it... She doesn't blame You, you are not allowed, blame yourself."

After Duan Qing said this, Ye Fusheng finally couldn't stand still, he staggered and almost knelt down again, at least he supported his knee with one hand, and slowly stood up.

He was trembling all over: "Master...don't blame me?"

"What happened back then was so sudden that she didn't have time to say more, so she passed away. Before she died, she only told me that I must get you back. Don't blame me too much." After pondering for a moment, she straightened her eyebrows and said, "I did At that moment, I felt angry and resentful towards you, but I also knew clearly that you could not do such a thing for no reason, there must be a calculation... If so, you are at most at fault, but there is no sin, but the small punishment is big Commandment, but not life and hatred, why is it so strange?"

Ye Fusheng's pupils constricted, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles were fully exposed, he unconsciously held his breath, for fear of interrupting Duan Qing's words.

"I have avoided the world for some reason in these years. I was able to come out of the mountains and enter the world in July this year. I started to investigate your whereabouts and the truth about the shocking events of the year. I found the clue at the Jinghan Pass and chased it all the way..." Duanqing's cool hand stroked him Moistening the corners of his eyes, he sighed softly, "Jifang has no intention of blaming you, you should learn to let yourself go."

It seems that a traveler who has been walking alone in the dark for a long time finally sees a ray of light, and it seems that a drowning man has grasped the last piece of driftwood.

Ye Fusheng murmured: "Let it go...?"

Duan Qing said: "It's all over, but I failed her entrustment. This sentence is 13 years late, can you complain?"

"No...no..." Ye Fusheng took two steps back unconsciously, "Master... how can I let it go easily..."

Duanqing squinted her eyes, and suddenly said: "It's the intention of deceiving you to let you let go of this matter, and now I have done it. But there is punishment for indulgence, since she indulged you, I will punish you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hand placed at the corner of Ye Fusheng's eye slipped suddenly, and he slapped it on the previous position again.

"First, it's not an exaggeration to be a chivalrous hero, but it's wrong to be arrogant, can you admit it?"

This blow was merciless, with great force, Ye Fusheng's upper body was tilted, and then a palm was imprinted on his heart, the whole person stepped back seven steps, and his back hit the tree trunk heavily.

"Second, it's justifiable to be frustrated in a trick, and one mistake after another is not to be taken lightly, can you admit it?"

The sleeves of Duanqing's robe fluttered, and he pointed at Ye Fusheng's big acupoint on his chest, the latter finally reacted, clenched his teeth and raised his palm to catch his finger, but the place where the palm landed was as light as nothing, and the next moment there was strength in his body The force suddenly rose, and it viciously shook his chest and lungs.

"Third, dwelling on the old things makes you sleepy, and you don't want to make progress and despise yourself, can you admit it?"

Seeing the bloodlines overflowing from the corner of his mouth, Duanqing not only didn't stop his hand, but touched Ye Fusheng's palm with his fingertips, and hit the face again, this time he nodded directly between his eyebrows!

Fortunately, Ye Fusheng was not so stupid, he heard the hidden meaning in Duanqing's words, and he didn't just sit there and wait for the beating. When he made a wrong footstep, he leaned back, like a rootless duckweed, he slipped out two feet in an instant. Zhang, fingers caught a fallen leaf in the wind, gathered energy and flicked away, cutting towards Duanqing's pressing fingertips.

Seeing this, Duanqing pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, but he didn't show a smile, but saw that his fingertips turned over, and he gently held the wounding leaf blade between his fingers.

Ye Fusheng was about to move again, but suddenly there was a buzzing in his head, his eyes darkened, his inner breath suddenly rushed in his dantian, his meridians trembled, and a surge of blood qi surged up.He didn't succeed in the second move, and his feet lost an inch, so his knees softened and he knelt down.

Great joy and great sorrow hurt people's heart, let alone Ye Fusheng, who is poisoned by "youmeng"?This thing knows how to insert needles, but if the mood fluctuates slightly, it will come out to cause trouble. Before that, Sun Mifeng used acupuncture and medicine to suppress it for a month, and Chu Xiwei endured his temper and let him go. So far, he has never been so excited.

However, in the battle with Helian Yu in Anxi Mountain, Ye Fusheng used his internal strength to release the remaining poison in his body, but he has been patient to avoid Chu Xiwei's worry, and now he is all involved in these heart-breaking pasts, and finally endured Can't stop.

Drops of blood spilled out from between his fingers, Ye Fusheng's heart and soul were shaken, for a moment he couldn't tell what night it was, everything in front of him was just a shell, the voices of chattering echoed in his head, like hands Tearing him till he tore him apart.

Pain appeared on Ye Fusheng's face, Duanqing sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't stop, instead he raised his palm to cover him.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly stepped on the water and arrived behind Duanqing in an instant. Seeing this situation, without saying a word, a palm came towards Duanqing's back heart.

Duanqing's eyes froze, his right palm was still in motion, but his left hand untied the jade flute around his waist and quickly moved back, seemingly soft, but firmly blocked the thunderous palm.

Chu Xiwei was shocked, he watched Duan Qing's palm land on Ye Fusheng's head almost in awe.

In the next moment, the man's mouth and nose were full of blood, and Chu Xiwei's eyes immediately turned red.