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Han Ling showed his beauty.

She was thin, withered, and pale.Because of smallpox, there were not many potholes left on his face.It's not horrible, but it's enough to make a person feel inferior about his appearance.Han Linglu didn't care about these things, but others insisted that she care.When she was young, she was called "Han Mazi"; when she got older, the way of ridicule became more euphemistic-they called her Wuyan Jian.

She also has very large, somewhat protruding eyes.Those eyes are more or less black and white, but there is no watery light. When looking at people, they are staring straight, and none of them make people's scalp tense.

When the head of the Huashan School met her for the first time, he bluntly said that this person could not stay in the sect.

At that time, Han Linglu was only nine years old, and was holding hands by Jing Concubine, and she was turning her head to look at the window of Hui'an Hall.Outside the window is a misty sea of ​​clouds.She thought, so this is where the gods live, and the sister who saved her was indeed a fairy.

Jing Concubine's Tsing Yi is fluttering, and she argues with the head of the sect.Han Linglu didn't listen much either.

She just kept looking at the tumbling clouds with fascination.

Han Linglu was picked up by Jing Yu from a dry well when she was collecting herbs in the Qinling Mountains.

She was sick, with a high fever, and drowsy.There are nine children in the family, eight of whom are daughters.The life of a daughter is very cheap, and it is not worth the money of her poor parents to treat her.They didn't want her to die at home, that would waste a roll of straw mats.

He said she went to collect firewood.They discussed.Went to the mountains and never came back.

This statement is very common. There are always people who go to the mountains and never come back.

There is a long way to go into the mountain.They didn't go that far.There is a dry well outside the village.

Take a break, they say.The person called mother cried and said baby, sit here and mother will comb your hair again.

In fact, she vaguely knew it, but she still slowly sat down on the edge of the well.The edge of the well was cold, and she began to shiver as soon as she sat on it.Not afraid, just shivering with a high fever.

Then she heard the man say: Baby, don't blame us.

There was a strong blow on her shoulder, and she fell down.Very light, fast, almost like flying.Later, when she was able to practice lightness kung fu for the first time, she had a small success in kung fu, she naturally remembered the incident of falling into the well, and because of this, she couldn't hold on, and almost fell down.

The crowd laughed.

Her master Jing Jin said softly: "It's the first time, it's okay to be slow."

She tried again, and the master smiled.Wuyanjian's light work has always been very good, but that's all for later.

Smallpox failed to kill Han Linglu, and neither did Dry Well.She didn't expect that she was the only one who survived in the whole village.

Jing Concubine passed the well the second day after the rebellion army slaughtered the village and rescued the dying little girl.Afterwards, Han Linglu asked about it, and Jing Concubine said that it was just because she was successful in the Taixuan scriptures and her hearing was better than that of ordinary people.

When she said this, she was combing Han Linglu's hair with a comb.Occasionally, a louse would fall, and she would stretch out her slender hand and throw it into the boiling water without changing expression.Knowing that Han Linglu didn't have a name, she thought for a moment: That day, you were wet and heavily dressed, and you were alone again... Let's call Linglu.

Since then, Huashan has Han Linglu.

When Taoist Jin Yun, the head of the sect at the time, saw Han Linglu, he said that she had the appearance of Guchen Jiesha on her face, her temperament was fierce, and her fate was unknown, so she must not enter Huashan Gate.At that time, Jing Jin was only 17 years old, which was the time when she was young and stubborn.She said that I know the rules of the inner and outer mountain gates, but the outer gate is not allowed, so it is better to leave her as a small worker in the farm under the mountain.Now that they have been brought in, they cannot be driven out from Mount Hua.She is an orphan girl, if she leaves here, won't she die?

Jin Yunzi was very angry, but had to admit that what she said made sense.

Han Linglu was young and frail, so he was actually not very capable in the farm.Some people pity her, but more people don't like her very much.She has a different appearance, is reticent, and does not do as much work as others.The aunt in charge of Zhuangzi's kitchen treated her well, because she found that although the little girl worked hard, she was extremely meticulous and attentive, and she did not hide the slightest bit of laziness.

So when the outer door came to the farm to pick out the housekeepers, the aunt sent her there.

The work in the door is easier.She told Han Linglu so.If you are smart, you can learn some kung fu secretly to keep fit.

Han Linglu wrote it down.

Those who can enter the outer sect are regarded as Huashan disciples.But Han Linglu is not like this, she is just a handyman.The cooks in the kitchen have to start work every day before dawn, and can't rest until nightfall.But there is a lot of leisure between meals during the day.

Most of the bystanders were busy trying to catch up on sleep, or harvesting some wild animals on the mountain privately, preparing to save a lot and take it down the mountain to exchange for some private money.Han Linglu hid aside, peeking at the outer disciples practicing.

Of course this is not allowed, but she is very clever.She didn't quite understand what they said, so she just figured it out by herself.I don't know whether it is right or wrong, I only know that my strength is much stronger than before.Sometimes she looks up at the mountains.Of course you can't see anything.But she really wanted to see the sea of ​​clouds again, and also wanted to see that fairy sister who saved her life again.

Later she learned that there are no gods in the Huashan School.But she still felt that if there were real immortals, they would be nothing more than Jing Concubine.

When autumn came again, a few immortals descended from the mountain.The outer disciples are gearing up, ready to show their talents.The martial arts arena was full of people inside and outside.Relying on her small size, Han Linglu squeezed from the crowd to the side of the stage.

The people on the field were beating, and she watched intently.Looking at it, I couldn't help laughing out loud.Because it's really funny.She has seen Jing Concubine's kung fu, it is very different from them.Such a smile naturally attracted many displeased eyes.You can see the people who are laughing, and everyone looks like they don't care.

What can an ugly and stupid fire-burning girl know.

The competition lasted from sunrise to dusk, and at the end the middle-aged man with long beard picked up the list and called people one by one.The people who were selected went to the stage, and they were all outer disciples who performed well in the competition.When the last person came to the stage, Han Linglu just blocked the way.Because she laughed at him before, as if she wanted to embarrass her on purpose, when she flew up, she stepped on Han Ling's bare shoulder.

That disciple's qinggong is not good, and Han Linglu is so thin.If you are stepped on like this when you are unsuspecting, you will fall down immediately.When others encounter this matter, they may only be in a daze.But she suffered from the pain, but a wave of anger arose from the bottom of her heart.Immediately, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the disciple's leg.The man never expected that he would be thrown out by her and fell on the stage, making a big mess.

This time everyone was in an uproar.

The disciple got up and glared at Han Linglu.

Han Linglu rubbed her shoulders and spat hard on the ground.

This spit naturally sparked a dispute.The outer disciple became angry with embarrassment, and shook hands with her.Although she had the ruthlessness to refuse to admit defeat, she had no foundation in kung fu and was beaten badly.At the critical moment, it was Jing Concubine who had returned from mourning again and rescued her.

I haven't seen her for more than a year, Jing Concubine's Tsing Yi has been replaced by a plain one, with a filial piety belt tied around her waist.She was haggard and mournful.But the clear and beautiful color does not diminish a little because of this.

She took Han Linglu up the mountain again.The reason is simple: this little girl has better aptitude than those hard-selected outer sect disciples, staying at the foot of the mountain is really buried.

Jin Yunzi was very angry, but he didn't seem to be able to say anything about her.In all fairness, Han Linglu's aptitude is not bad in the outer sect, but it is not enough to become a disciple in the inner sect.Several elders looked at her and shook their heads endlessly, expressing their unwillingness to accept her as an apprentice.

So Jing Concubine became Han Linglu's master herself.

Later Han Linglu asked why Jing Concubine treated her so well.Jing Jin smiled and said that it was just because she hit it off.She herself had a little sister in the past, if she was still there now, she would be Han Linglu's age.Han Linglu said that instead of calling you Master, I will call you Sister.Jing Concubine put on a serious face and said that she was neither old nor young.

Later, Han Linglu gradually found out that although Jing Concubine is young, she has a very high seniority.Her eldest senior brother is over 80 years old, and her disciples and grandchildren have begun to accept apprentices.

The inner door is actually more troublesome than the outer door.Because at the outer door, Han Linglu came and went freely, no one noticed.When you are in the inner sect, you have to deal with people all the time.Her kung fu, appearance, and family background are all low-class, and she is out of tune with others everywhere.Although Jing concubine treats her well, there are still many things she cannot see.

Han Linglu didn't say anything.She avoided them not because she was afraid, but because she didn't want to cause trouble for Jing Concubine.

But she likes martial arts very much.Taixuan Zhenjing is an orthodox Taoist kung fu, which pays attention to self-cultivation.Although according to the usual rules in the sect, one should find a disciple of the same generation to practice with her.But Han Linglu was used to being alone, so she just practiced like that.Jing Jin was worried at first, but later saw that she was determined, so she let her go.I just ask about the progress from time to time, and when it's important, I always watch from the side to protect her.

Jing Concubine is older than Han Linglu, but not too much after all.Han Linglu called her Master, and being with her every day was more like a sister.

all is well.The days in the mountains are long and peaceful, and Han Linglu has nothing to ask for.

Until that day, a man with a handsome face stepped into Liuyun Pavilion, and inserted a phoenix wearing peony golden step into the black hair of King Concubine Ruyun.

Jing concubine is getting married.The man is Huang Yiyang, the young owner of Luojing Jiuxiu Villa.The marriage was arranged by Jing Jin's grandfather before his death.Everyone in the world said that it was a well-matched marriage.The female disciples in the mountain gate gathered together, and everyone spoke with envy.Jiuxiu Villa is very powerful in Yuzhou, and the Huang family is a real powerful party.It was also said that Jing Concubine was married, because the old man of the Jing family passed away, and the Jing family was no longer what it used to be.

If it weren't for the Old Testament, who would have married her.The female disciple named Ouyang Jing said.At such an age, my temper is also boring.Alas, I really feel sorry for that Young Master Huang.

Someone said: Marry a wife and marry a virtuous man, marry a concubine and marry a woman.The mistress naturally has to look like the mistress.

Han Ling showed no expression, and pushed the branch with the hilt of his sword.The tree was full of green apricots, and the people under the tree were smashed.Ouyang Jing screamed: Han Wuyan, why are you so crazy!

Han Linglu raised his chin to Xingzi: It's nothing, I just think that Qing Xingzi must be very suitable for senior sister.

Green apricots are sour and bitter, this is a subtle sarcasm.Ouyang Jing straightened her temple hair, said with a sneer: I advise you to look in the mirror and look at your own face.At least someone can marry your master, but you won't be married in this lifetime.After she leaves, you will have a good life at the door.

Han Linglu looked at her strangely for a while, then smiled contemptuously and walked away.

Jing Concubine was arranging the dowry in Liuyunxuan, when she saw Han Linglu come in, she smiled and said: This is for you.

It is a sword with the inscription "Qingxue".After Jing Jin taught Han Linglu how to read, she saw this name in the sword manual.

There is no swordsman who does not love the sword.But Han Linglu just glanced at it and said: I don't need such a good sword.Besides... this is your dowry, right?

Jing Jin gave her an angry look: Take it for you, I have my own sword.Your internal strength is not as good as others, when you fight against others, you only rely on your moves to win.With a good sword at my side, I feel more at ease.

Han Linglu leaned on her lap and murmured: I don't like that Huang.What are you doing to get married?Yuzhou is so far away from Mount Hua...

Jing Concubine smiled and said, "Speak for children."Brother Yang and I are close relatives, and because of various things, it has been delayed until now.She whispered: I'm just a little worried about you.

Han Linglu was thinking about something else: Then do you like him?

Jing concubine nodded: Of course I like it.

well.Han Linglu thought: Since he likes it, it must not be too bad.

The sun was fine, she dozed off on Jing Concubine's lap.Jing Jin's hands fell on her hair, helping her to tie up the messy ends of her hair again.

Han Linglu woke up from the dream.

In the past six months, she often dreamed about the past.It's just that a dream is a dream after all, Jing Concubine is gone, but that bastard Huang Yiyang is still alive.

She has to kill him.

The sound of cars is rumbling, and there is a bustling outside the curtain.Holding the sword in her arms, she opened a gap in the car curtain and looked out coldly.This is it.

Handan is a large county in the north.It's winter, and there is always snow in the sky.

She walked into the inn wearing a veiled hat and ordered a bowl of vegetarian noodle soup.

There were people coming and going on the street, and she sat in the corner near the door.Light snow blew in and hit her.The noodle soup was steaming, she picked up the noodle, blew on it, and then ate it.

Han Linglu has been following Huang Yiyang for more than half a year.I don't know if it's because he has done too many bad things, but that person always has a lot of guards around him.Not to mention anything else, just the four hidden guards around him are very troublesome.And she was alone.And because of Ouyang Jing's matter, people from the Presbyterian Church are also looking for her everywhere.

In fact, it's not just people from the Presbyterian Church.There are some other people.In short, on the day when Jing Concubine was about to reconcile with Huang Yiyang, Han Linglu counted all the people who made her unable to leave Huang Yiyang, and they all formed a bridge.

Well, she cut out their tongues.If she couldn't beat it, she planned to settle the score one by one later.

She didn't want to let him go, and he obviously didn't intend to let her go.

Will Huang Yiyang be afraid?Han Linglu blew on his face, thinking ecstatically.Ouyang Jing colluded with him and ruined Jing Concubine's appearance.He did the same thing himself, scratching Ouyang Jing's face.Huang Yiyang just got a new wife, and his wife's face was ruined... He must be very angry.That's why he sent a letter to Huashan.

Going or not going, in fact, there is not much difference.Han Linglu had too many enemies this time.

However, there is also an old saying that if you have too much debt, you will not worry.She didn't pay much attention to it.

Halfway through the noodles, there were some disputes in the store.

He is a tall and strong man with a medicine basket on his back.Look at that dress, it's not from the Central Plains.He stuttered and spoke very fluently, obviously he didn't understand the language here.But Han Linglu still understood from a few words that the owner of a medicine shop wanted to buy that person's velvet antler, but he gave him a very low price.The man hesitated, wondering whether he should sell it or not.The boss coaxed and lied, almost reaching out to grab it.

The man was tall and big, holding a medicine basket, looking a little helpless.

Han Linglu looked at it for a while, and couldn't help frowning.She got up and went over, patted the boss on the shoulder, and said softly: Give him more money, it's not easy to come outside the customs.Doing business is not robbery.

Seeing that she was thin and small and poorly dressed, the boss didn't take her seriously and just waved her away.Han Linglu was pushed by him, but she didn't back away, and she naturally used her hand to grab the little finger of the man.

The boss of the pharmacy immediately screamed.In the end, unwillingly, he emptied his money pockets, and walked away with deer antlers.

The rest of the noodles were already cold.Han Linglu straightened the hat, put down the money, turned around and walked into the light snow.

After an unknown amount of time, she stopped and said to her back: "What are you doing with me?"

The man was leading the horse, waiting for Ai Ai: You...you are a good person.

Han Linglu said coldly: Not necessarily.I advise you to go far away, so as not to suffer from unreasonable disasters.

The man wanted to say something, but there was the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the air in the wind.Han Linglu turned around and raised his hand, and there was a loud sound when the scabbard was put on the ground.She flew back three steps and squinted at the person coming.

Those who come are naturally enemies.It's just that this time it's a bit troublesome. There are two masters of the East China Sea School in that group.

Han Linglu drew his sword to meet him, but he was thinking about how to escape.But this time the other party obviously had figured out her way and came prepared.Although her martial arts are good, her inner breath is normal.All of a sudden, it was a bit difficult for a group to form a group.Unexpectedly, the man who sold the medicine put down the reins and the basket, pulled out a knife from nowhere, and rushed forward.

As soon as others entered the battle circle, Han Linglu suddenly felt the pressure go away.The leader on the opposite side said angrily: "Which one are you?"Don't mind your own business!

The man stammered and said angrily, "You... how do you bully women!

Han Linglu didn't wait for his words to finish, and saw the gap, and drew out his sword like lightning, injuring four people in an instant.Seeing that the situation was not good, the other party fled in a hurry.

The man hadn't recovered yet, and he was a little dazed: You...your kung fu is so good...

Han Linglu looked him up and down: The real person doesn't show his face, and your saber technique is also very exquisite.After speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.

But I heard the man say loudly: "Gu... girl."What's your... what's your name?

Han Linglu glanced at him: It's useless for you to know, it's better not to know.

The man touched a soft nail and touched the back of his head: My name is Mu Ren.

Han Linglu thought to himself: Are there any masters surnamed Mu in the Jianghu?Never heard of it...whatever.

After walking dozens of steps, the man still led the horse slowly behind.She couldn't help but sternly said: Why are you still following me?

Mu Ren raised his head and smiled with a good temper: I... I also walked this way.

Han Linglu frowned: What are you doing?

Oh, someone, ordered...ordered a few good ginseng...

Han Linglu took a deep breath, practiced lightness kung fu, and left quickly.

She hid for three days in the home of the cloth merchant Wang's family in Handan.On the fourth day, the carriages and horses of the Huang family's caravan finally entered the Wang family's Zhuangzi.Every year, Huang Yiyang takes the Huang family's caravan north to sell goods outside the Great Wall, and then brings the horse hides, gemstones and spices back to the Central Plains.When passing through Handan, I always rest at Wang's house.

It was this opportunity that Han Linglu was waiting for.

It's a pity that Huang Yiyang's four hidden guards never left an inch.No matter how accurate her calculations were, she would not be able to make up for the gap in numbers and physical strength.In the end, he was stabbed on the shoulder and under the ribs, and escaped from Wang's house desperately.Huang Yiyang's voice was especially in my ears: Bah, I'm dead, and my ghost still lingers.

Han Linglu hid in the stable, listening to the approaching footsteps, clenched her sword tightly in a cold sweat.More bad luck than good luck.she thinks.They say my fate is tough, but this time I can try it to see how tough it is.Just as he was gnashing his teeth and about to rush out with his sword in hand, someone suddenly tapped an acupuncture point on his shoulder.

Mu Ren whispered: You... don't be afraid, I will take you out.As he spoke, he stuffed Han Linglu into his half-human-high medicine basket, and covered it with a pile of straw.

Han Linglu curled up in the medicine basket, watching Muren lead the horse, and walked out of the palace smoothly.

It turned out that the businessman who ordered the ginseng was the master of the Wang family.His mother was not in good health and needed good ginseng to warm him up, so Mu Ren's family went south every other year to send ginseng to Wang's family.In the past, it was Mu Ren's master, but in recent years he has changed.

Han Linglu applied Jinchuang medicine and leaned against a tree to rest.Muren added another handful of firewood to the fire.

She was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Since his price is fair, you can sell him the velvet antler too, that's fine."

Mu Ren shook his head: He doesn't buy things he doesn't need.Looking up at Han Linglu: I don't understand the market price, so... thank you very much.

Han Linglu smiled faintly: I still thank you for saving my life.

Mu Ren was puzzled and said: Why do you have many enemies?

Han Linglu then told about Jing concubine.Talk about how a good-looking woman lost her life because of the despicableness of a pair of sluts and men.

Ouyang Jing said that she didn't destroy Jing Concubine's appearance on purpose, it was just a loss during the dispute.But Han Linglu didn't believe it.This good senior sister scolded her at first, but later found out that she was serious, and begged her hard, saying that Huang Yiyang raped her with a human face and a beast's heart.She is just a weak woman, how can she resist.In the end, he cursed sharply, saying that Han Linglu was ugly and couldn't see others being more beautiful than himself.Han Linglu slashed her face to pieces with one sword after another, and carefully poured tattoo dye on it.With each stroke of the sword, she told Ouyang Jing what the sword was for.However, among the more than 20 strikes, none of them had anything to do with Ouyang Jing calling her ugly.

She did these things with peace of mind, even a little joy.Jing Concubine has a spirit in the sky, and she must be angry at her viciousness.But she will forgive this little apprentice after all, and will stand up to protect him in front of the master.Han Linglu knew that her little master was actually very protective and kind.But the world is so strange, kind people often end badly.Because I was hurt, I couldn't bear to hurt others.

But Han Linglu is not a concubine.She only remembered the sadness and anger in her heart when Jing Jin passed away.

Ouyang Jing is certainly hateful, but Huang Yiyang, who connives at his lover to poison his wife's food and caused her miscarriage, is even more damnable.If Jing Concubine wanted to reconcile, those fellow martial artists who were called by the Huang family to persuade and persecute her should also die.In the end, Jing Concubine's face was completely ruined, and she died in depression. The Huashan Presbyterian Church who chose to "just mind the business of the door" was also damned.

But they were all alive and well, so Han Linglu had to work harder and do it herself.

Mu Ren was dumbfounded.He said that I don't understand. When a person marries a wife, shouldn't he treat her well for the rest of his life?Even if you get angry because of trivial things, don't you want the child?Since you don't like it, why don't you let her go?

Han Linglu said that he was not allowed to take concubines because of his concubine.If the main wife is infertile, taking concubines is a matter of course.If they reconcile, the Huang family will lose face.All in all, he wants to do whatever he wants, but also wants to be decent, so everything must be done under the rules, and everyone must be in their proper position.The reason Jing Jin annoyed him was because she wasn't submissive enough.

Mu Ren obviously still doesn't understand.He said you Central Plains people are too strange.

Han Linglu looked at the firelight: In short, some people are lucky and some people are not.Little master's luck is not very good.

Mu Ren came back to his senses, frowned and said: But what are you doing to kill so many people?Are you crazy?

Han Linglu said I'm not crazy, I'm just angry.

Then you will be killed by them sooner or later.Mu Ren said seriously.Hatred knows no bounds.

Han Linglu sneered: Killing one is one, killing two earns a pair.Even if I die, it's not a loss if I can drag so many people down.

Mu Ren murmured: Crazy.

Han Linglu glanced at him: You can talk to lunatics kindly, I think you may be a lunatic too.

Mu Ren looked at her with a complicated expression: Can't you just stop, you've already killed so many people.

Han Linglu said no, the most damned one is not dead yet, so he can't stop.She looked up at Mu Ren, her eyes were dark and thoughtful.

Mu Ren lowered his head uncomfortably.

Han Linglu said: You are very good at martial arts, please do me a favor.

Mu Ren said he was busy.

Han Linglu said: I'm going to kill Huang Yiyang, but he has four hidden guards.I can't carry so many people by myself at the same time, and I need someone to help me drag them.You are very good at kungfu, would you like to help me with this.

Mu Ren frowned: Why should I help you?

Han Linglu said: Huang Yiyang is very rich, if you kill him, you can rob a fortune, so you don't have to go south to sell medicinal materials so hard.

Mu Ren shook his head: It's not my money, I don't want it.

Han Linglu stood up: forget it, thank you for saving me.After saying that, she picked up the sword, put on the veiled hat, and walked into the darkness from the firelight.

Then another four years passed.Huang Yiyang is still alive, and neither is Han Linglu.One of them is in the light and the other is in the dark.Three of the hidden guards were killed by Han Linglu, but Huang Yiyang added six more.Now he has seven hidden guards.

Handan had a lot of snow this year.Alone, she killed another six or seven killers sent by the Huang family outside the city.I heard that Ouyang Jing was crazy, and Huang Yiyang married a new wife.However, the child has not yet been born.Han Linglu thought, it would be best to kill him before he had a child, otherwise he would have to kill another person.

She is used to seeing blood, so she has no qualms about killing people.But when I thought of doing something to a child, I always felt uncomfortable.

Muren now makes a trip south every year.Because it is always in the same season, it is always inexplicable and natural to meet Han Linglu.Han Linglu drank tea and wine with him twice.His clothes have become much better, and his accent has also come down.Just still stuttering.It was only then that Han Linglu realized that he was born with a stutter.

She didn't laugh at him.Mu Ren never laughed at her.

There are white heads as new, and the cover is as old.Han Linglu didn't know which kind she and Mu Ren were.Or maybe it was neither, but just an ordinary acquaintance.

Mu Ren pitched a tent in the forest outside Handan City, saying that he would leave after picking the medicine for this season.

Han Linglu sat on the ground and bandaged herself.Her tiger's mouth was split open, and a new knife wound was added to her arm.Huang Yiyang is as immovable as a mountain, and his hidden guard is the biggest obstacle.

Mu Ren was drinking a bowl of rabbit meat soup, Han Linglu looked at him for a while, then suddenly said: Do me a favor.

Mu Ren shook his head: You...you say it every year.I will not help you kill.

If it was in the past, it would have ended here.But this time Han Linglu said: What if someone comes to kill me?

Mu Ren frowned: I... just help you escape.

Han Linglu murmured: Running is not an option.In fact, I am also tired.She looked at the falling snow from the sky.I thought about it, Huang Yiyang is dead, this matter is over.

Mu Ren paused: That's a good thing.Then...then you...

Han Linglu turned to look at him: So I want you to help me.You don't have to kill people, just help me hold back three or four hidden guards.

Mu Ren was silent for a while: They are very skilled, I don't want to die.

Han Linglu closed his eyes and sighed.Muren Kungfu is very good, but he never fights with others unless it is absolutely necessary.He is really very different from those quacks who also practice martial arts.

But the man whispered: I... I haven't slept with a woman yet.

Han Linglu opened his eyes in disbelief: Just because of this?

Mu Ren looked at her strangely: Isn't this enough?He picked up the bowl melancholy and began to drink the remaining soup.

Han Linglu looked at her and said slowly: If you fulfill this wish, will you help me?

Mu Ren thought for a while: Also... Maybe.

Han Linglu got up and got into the tent.

Mu Ren put down the bowl, hesitantly said: "You... what are you doing?"He opened the curtain and slowly widened his eyes.

Han Linglu turned his back to him, and his clothes had already been taken off.

Mu Ren's Adam's apple slid up and down, and he lowered the curtain.Through the curtain, he stammered: No... no.

Han Linglu said contemptuously: Are you a man?

Mu Ren said: Just...just because I...I am a man.

Han Linglu was silent for a moment: What, do you think I'm not good-looking?

Mu Ren took a deep breath: No.Not at all.He swallowed frequently: You...you put on your clothes.

Han Linglu lifted the curtain and looked at him coldly.Her gaze swept down, then quickly raised again.Mu Ren met her eyes, and after a while, saw her smiling.She is always cold, occasionally laughing, but also sneering.This time it was different.Her face is white, her lips are red, and her eyes are black.The black eyes were bent, still large, reflecting the afterglow of fresh snow.

Han Linglu grabbed Muren by the collar and dragged him into the tent.

Mu Ren struggled weakly at first.But Han Linglu saw through him, and just looked at him with a half-smile.

The cry soon sounded in the tent.

I don't know how long later, Han Linglu broke free from Mu Ren's arms, and picked up the clothes on the ground naked.The half-dried blood mixed with other things left a meandering mark on the inner thigh of her.She tore off a corner of her obscene clothes and wiped them absently.Muren was looking at her, she knew it, but she didn't care.

After getting dressed, she rolled up her long hair again and put on a veiled hat: "Tomorrow, we will come to the inn together."

That's where Huang Yiyang's caravan rested this time.

After speaking, we will go outside.

Mu Ren suddenly said: You are not afraid that I will not admit it?

Han Linglu was silent for a moment: That's your business.

The snow on the second day was heavier than the first day.It was just winter, and Han Linglu half-kneeled on the roof of the inn, thinking that the auspicious snow heralds a good year, and next year should be a good one.

At midnight the clapper rang.She saw a tall but nimble shadow sneak into the inn.The sound of swords and swords sounded soon.

Han Linglu smiled.

When Huang Yiyang was held around his neck with a sword, his face was full of disbelief.Han Linglu stabbed her three times, none of which were vital, but enough to immobilize him.Both of them were also covered in blood, but Huang Yiyang was timid first.He said I let you go, you go, I will not hold you accountable.I sent letters to Huashan, to friends in Jianghu... If you kill me, you will die too.Or I can give you money, and you will have nothing to worry about in the rest of your life, living like a princess.

Han Linglu shook his head.

Huang Yiyang tremblingly said: Then what do you want?

Han Linglu looked straight into his eyes and saw himself in the shape of Shura reflected there: I will kill you.

She stabbed Huang Yiyang many swords.Every sword has a reason.

This sword is for your betrayal; this sword is for you to coerce her; this sword is for your refusal to reconcile...

Finally she looked at him and said in a low voice: This sword is for myself.Because of you, I lost my only family member.After speaking, she cut off Huang Yiyang's head with a single knife.

The beast that had been roaring in my heart for so many years finally calmed down.Han Linglu threw away the head, and tears welled up.

Mu Ren was half-stained with blood, leaning against the door frame, watching her quietly.

She wiped away tears, but spread more blood on her face.

Let's go, she whispered to Mu Ren, let's go.It won't be long before the members of the Huang family will chase after him.

They parted ways outside the city.

Han Linglu's horse galloped forward, but Mu Ren's horse stayed where it was.The moon is dark and the wind is high, and a little shadow will soon be invisible.

Huang Yiyang died, shaking the world.

No matter how good at concealment Han Linglu is, he will inevitably be spotted from time to time.The bounty was very high, and all relevant and irrelevant people gathered here to try their luck.

Her injuries have not healed, and what's worse, Guishui has been dead for two months.

She once bought a set of miscarriage medicine in the town of Yanmenguan, but when the medicine was boiled, she spilled it again.She put her hand on her still flat belly, and said coldly to the unborn child: "Little beast, you were born in the wrong birth."Your old mother may not be able to live until the moment you see the world.

So there is no need to drink that medicine.

She is right.A month later, the hiding place was discovered and she was forced to take up the sword again.Because of severe sickness, she hasn't eaten well for more than a month.It was a tough fight, and finally her hands, which were always steady, began to shake.The sword can no longer be held.

There is a cliff behind her, and she wants to jump off it.

At this moment, there was a slight movement in the stomach.

Han Linglu sighed deeply, and cursed in her heart: You little bastard.

Cursing, scolding, but I don't know where the strength came from, and I clenched the sword again.

My wife's life is very hard.she thinks.Hope you too.

She took a deep breath and rushed up again.At this moment, a knife light came through the air.She turned her head and saw a tall figure flashing past her eyes.

When he woke up again, he was covered with a thick sheepskin jacket.

Mu Ren sat beside her and added a handful of firewood to the campfire.

Han Linglu stood up with difficulty: Why are you here?

It's rare for Mu Ren to have a calm voice: still, I'm not worried about you.

Han Linglu lay down again, it was very warm under the sheepskin.Looking at Muren's gloomy face, she found it interesting: I'm fine, I'm still alive.

Mu Ren shook his head: This is not good.In the future... what will you do in the future?

Han Linglu thought for a while: Find a place to hide.

Mu Ren raised his head and looked at her seriously: "Would you like to go outside the customs with me?"

Han Linglu laughed: No.it's too cold.It's already very cold here, and I don't want to go any further north.

Mu Ren argued: No...it's not very cold.There is a fire in the tent... spring, spring and summer are also... very warm.His voice lowered: Come with me.

Han Linglu looked at him: Why?

Mu Ren was taken aback for a moment, his face flushed quickly.He slowly said: Because... because I like you.

Han Linglu thought, this reasoning is wrong.But off the beaten path it sounds pretty good too.

Mu Ren looked at her: what about you?Do you like... like me?

Han Linglu didn't answer, but asked instead: What do you like about me?

Mu Ren thought for a while, then slowly said: You...you value affection.

Now Han Linglu was silent.

After a long time, she touched her hot face, and finally nodded solemnly: "Okay, I'll go outside the pass with you."

Mu Ren's eyes lit up.

Han Linglu closed her eyes and touched her lower abdomen.There seemed to be a small fish swimming there.She thought to herself: Should I tell him?Forget it, let's talk about it later.

Just as she was thinking, Mu Ren moved lightly to her side and let Han Linglu's head rest on her lap.

It's still snowing, but it doesn't seem so cold around here.

Han Linglu pillowed on Muren's lap and slowly fell asleep.