Jianling

Not far from Feng Henwan's estimate, it did take seven days for Shen Chongxuan to arrive in Huadu.

However, Dahua is one thing, and entering the palace is another. Chong Xuan hurried on the road day and night, and when he arrived at the gate of the palace, he suddenly realized that there are still problems that money cannot solve in this world.

The height of the palace wall alone is not something that ordinary Jianghu people can easily climb over, not to mention the winding palaces in the palace, and the imperial guards on duty day and night. be discouraged.

Feng Henwan stopped in front of an inn, yelled, and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of, I will take you into the palace at night."

Zhongxuan had to lead the horses for him, and ordered the waiter to prepare some food for the two horses. Feng Henwan leisurely settled the room and sat in it, waiting for the waiter to find a small piece of silver when he entered the room to serve. Lifting his chin, he asked, "Is there anything interesting recently?"

The clerk glanced at the piece of silver, and was recalling the recent events with bright eyes, when he suddenly heard a hesitant call: "—Senior Feng?"

Shen Zhongxuan followed the prestige and only saw a corner of Li Lie's red dress entering through the door.

Scarlet Clothes and Long Sword, walking alone—it was Feng Jue who had been away for more than three years.

Shen Zhongxuan's heart tightened, and he subconsciously stood up. Feng Henwan didn't know it, and smiled and said: "Miss Feng, you really persevere!"

For the past three years, Feng Jue has been chasing him relentlessly, just because he has a little guess about his identity, and he only hopes to persuade this ancestor to return, and save Feng Lin from being the leader alone, which is too hard.

Feng Jue still had the heart to respect his elders, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Shen Shen Xuan beside him, his soft voice suddenly stopped, and he stammered: "Shen, Young Xia Shen?"

Feng Henwan didn't understand why, so he asked, "Why are you stuttering?"

"No... no, Young Master Shen..." Feng Jue didn't expect Feng Henwan to accompany Shen Shen, and immediately blushed with anxiety, and whispered, "Well, about Song Qi... .”

Shen Zhongxuan already felt remorse when he saw her, so he could only lower his head and say in a low voice: "Miss Feng Jue, when Feng Lin revealed the truth to the public, I and Senior Song have been dying forever. "

"No, Shaoxia Shen, Xiaoqi must have a hard time!" Feng Jue waved his hands quickly, and said anxiously, "I know something, I can tell you."

The veins on the back of Shen Zhongxuan's clenched fists were exposed, he hesitated for a while, and finally knelt on the ground in silence, and said in a hoarse voice: "Miss Feng Jue, Senior Song is... gone."

Feng Jue was stunned for a moment, and all the words of pleading suddenly fell silent at that moment. After a while, he repeated in a daze: "Not here?...Who is not here?"

"Senior Song." Shen Zhongxuan closed his eyes and said softly, "I will kill him, Song Zhubo."

"..." Feng Henwan couldn't see the expressions of the two of them, and could feel that the atmosphere was not right, so he hurriedly interrupted, "Feng Jue, your voice is really getting better and better?"

Feng Jue was stunned, as if she couldn't hear what he said, and just kept repeating: "He's not here anymore?"

Zhong Xuan explained softly: "He admitted it himself."

"... What did you admit?" Feng Jue, who has always been forbearing, raised her face, her eyes were filled with tears, she was trembling all over, even her breathing trembled, "Shen Shaoxia, you... you I don't know anything."

Shen Zhongxuan suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and an inexplicable panic wrapped around his limbs. He only felt cold hands and feet: "What?"

Feng Jue looked at him, tears were all over her face, she took a deep breath, and asked word by word: "You...do you remember, what happened when you were a child?"

"... as a child?"

Feng Jue looked at him with despair in his eyes, "He didn't admit anything...you still don't know."

"The man in black, with a knife, and silent."

At that moment, Zhong Xuan was struck by lightning.

As far back as seven years ago, he held Meng Xing's clothes, and said with firmness and seriousness far better than today: "I'm coming out to find someone."

Meng Xing bent slightly towards him: "Who are you looking for?"

"A benefactor in black who is good at using knives."

Regardless of whether it was because of family feuds that were not avenged, or because he was reluctant to part with Meng Xing, Zhong Xuan would never forget the black-clothed swordsman who fell from the sky when he was young.

His father has been drunk all the time since his mother passed away. Although he is a noble son, he has to wipe his uncle's buttocks since he was a child.

Uncles and elders forced Shen Yun to continue the strings, but Shen Yun refused, so all the pressure fell on the only son.

He must be the most sensible, mature, and capable, so as to force these relatives to stop chasing and beating them so hard for the time being.

When the swordsman in black appeared for the first time, his father was drunk and talking nonsense. The swordsman dragged his drunken father back to the room, took him to take a bath, and stayed in the room to look at the crispy sword left by his mother. A look is all night.

The second time, the swordsman quietly took him and Diansujian out of Shen's residence, and taught him to cook a barbecue on a mountain not far away.

The swordsman appeared for the third time and brought him a handful of candies that were too sweet.

For the fourth time, the swordsman supervised his reciting, copying Diansujian and listening to him recite the "University" all afternoon, and he was beaten once if he recited a word wrong.

......

The swordsman appeared for the last time, with injuries all over his body, and rescued him from the kidnappers. At this time, his own father didn't even know the news of his kidnapping.

"When will you come next time?"

The swordsman covered his face as usual, shook his head, and said, "I won't come."

Chong Xuan asked: "Why? Because I hurt you?"

The swordsman raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch his head, but his palm was full of blood, so he hesitated for a moment, and took the next best thing to shave the bridge of Chongxuan's nose, the thick calluses made him feel a little pain, The swordsman said in a hoarse voice, "I was injured before I came here, so it's okay."

"Grow up well." The swordsman said, "Don't drink like your father."

Zhong Xuan waved excitedly: "I don't drink, I want to be a hero like you!"

The swordsman held the knife and smiled self-deprecatingly: "...Okay..."

"I will also go to the rivers and lakes, and I will find you!" Shen Zhongxuan's eyes glowed, and he said vowedly, "You wait for me, I will learn from the most powerful people and become the most powerful knight - even more powerful than you!"

The swordsman said: "You will." He paused, then whispered, "Go to the Jianghu, to the real Jianghu."

Go to the rivers and lakes where love and hate are clearly distinguished, killing is decisive, there is no intrigue, and there is no backstabbing.

Protect what you love and kill what you hate.

Chong Xuan said: "After that, I will protect you!"

The swordsman nodded: "I'll wait."

Shen Zhongxuan's hand holding the hilt of the sword was already wet with sweat, and he held the sweaty hilt tightly like a gate of life. Feng Jue burst into tears, and asked him with a sob: "Do you remember?"

The incompetent person who led you into the rivers and lakes with his own hands.

The first person you promise to protect.

"...I don't know." Shen Zhongxuan was stunned, without raising his head for a long time, "He didn't tell me.——Why didn't he say it?"

Feng Jue shook his head in pain, unable to say another word.

Feng Henwan sipped his tea silently, and suddenly asked, "So how did you kill him?"

"...what?"

Feng Henwan said: "He said that he killed your mother. I didn't quite believe it before. I couldn't understand the matter between him and your mother for three days and three nights. Anyone could kill your mother. He couldn't." He paused, then added, "Your mother means a lot to him, but that doesn't mean he'll catch you casually. He's the knife of the Song family, and he's probably killed more people than you've ever seen." Duo, if you can kill him, it is one thing that he is merciful, so there is no other possibility?"

Shen Chongxuan gritted her teeth and said in a low voice: "Feng Lin... said that he would be powerless that day."

"Impossible! Lin'er clearly knows that Xiao Qi is..." Before Feng Jue could finish speaking, she heard a knock at the door. She turned around in a daze, and she saw an extremely familiar face, "Lin'er Son?"

Feng Lin and Shi Lian, one on the left and one on the right, had normal expressions on their faces. There was still a little smile on Feng Lin's lips, but when she saw Feng Jue, she quietly disappeared.

"......sister."

Feng Lin was actually a little puzzled, every time he felt that Chong Xuan was bound to die, there would be someone he didn't want to provoke around him, Feng Henwan alone could join hands with Shi Lian to try, but this time he met again Feng Jue - Feng Jue and Meng Xing are his only bottom line, he will never do anything to Feng Jue no matter what.

Feng Lin sighed with a headache, and waved her hands as usual: "Sister, you go back first, I'm doing business."

"Feng Lin." Feng Jue looked at him fixedly, his eyes filled with unbelievable sadness, Feng Lin felt something was wrong, frowned slightly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Feng Jue subconsciously touched the sword at his waist, and asked in a trembling voice: "Song Zhubo..."

Feng Lin originally thought that she was going to ask about the Buddha, but she suddenly relaxed as if she was facing an enemy, and said, "He's dead."

"How did you die?"

Feng Lin took a look at Shen Chongxuan, making sure that he couldn't leave for a while, and then said: "Shen Shaoxia killed him."

"You're lying." Feng Jue looked at him with lifeless eyes, but seemed to look into the bottom of his heart, "How do you know that he will be beyond his power that day?...You want to kill someone."

Feng Lin frowned deeply, and said impatiently: "Sister, stop talking."

"You want to kill two birds with one stone." Feng Jue didn't listen to his warning, and stubbornly said to himself, "You poisoned Zhubo?...You know that Zhubo cares about Shen Shaoxia, but you let Zhubo care for Shen Shaoxia." He died at the hands of Shen Shaoxia. Feng Lin, are you really Feng Lin?"

Feng Lin was almost told the truth by her, lest Shi Lian would think that Feng Jue knew about the inside of Futu and would kill Feng Jue, she hurriedly said: "Nonsense, sister, you are too idle. I have already talked with Senior Song Mingting After discussing it, Young Master Song Jiu will go home and arrange your marriage affairs by the end of this year..."

"Zhubo just died, but you want me to marry Xiaojiu?!"

Feng Jue stared at him with tearing eyes, and the usual gentle and friendly woman disappeared. She just grabbed her sword in pain and asked tremblingly, "Feng Lin, what do you think of me?"

"...Sister, what are you angry about? No one will know the news of Song Zhubo's death, what are you worrying about?" Feng Lin pinched the center of her eyebrows and said with a headache, "Go back and calm down first. Well, I'll talk to you after I've dealt with the business."

Feng Jue shook his head, pulled out his sword quickly, and looked directly at Feng Lin: "Young master, Feng Jue cannot agree with this decision."

"Sister?"

"Please, subdue people with a sword."

The author has something to say: I finally wrote that Sister Ajue taught her younger brother how to be a man. I like this sister so much! !

The weakest is also the strongest, the gentlest is also the most intolerant of sand.