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The drizzle in Yangzhou is as gentle as the whisper of a sympathizer.

The rain fell down densely, neither fast nor slow, connecting the sky and the earth into one color of dark blue.A light mist slowly rose from the surface of the river, and everything seemed to be covered with a light veil.

It is not the first time to go down the mountain, but it is the first time to appreciate such a beautiful scenery.

Liao Yungui looked at it for a while, and suddenly he wanted to practice swords. He turned around, picked up the Quexie sword, and left the inn room. It was raining all the way to the grove outside Zailai Town.

There was a faint sound of breaking through the woods.

There are also people practicing swords here?Liao Yungui took a few steps forward in surprise, and saw Ye Youqi who was drenched all over.

That day they joined hands to defeat the enemy, after a few conversations, they learned that both sides were planning to stay in an inn, so they came together to this inn in Zailai Town.They basically didn't meet each other in the next few days, and it was just the friendship of passers-by in the rivers and lakes.

The distance was not far away, but Ye Youqi did not notice the existence of Liao Yungui.

Liao Yungui frowned slightly, this situation is not quite right.

Ye Youqi was not so much practicing swordsmanship as venting his anger, or rather, he had fallen into something.His rules were chaotic, his steps were vain, and his eyes were slightly red, as if he was about to go mad.

Why?Wasn't it okay to see him before?

With no time to think about it, Liao Yungui cut off his move with a sword, and saw the long sword in Ye Youqi's hand fall to the ground, followed by spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Then he staggered two steps and fainted.

Liao Yungui had no choice but to embrace the faint-hearted man, and caught the other's pulse.

This surprise is no trivial matter.

With such a pulse, how did he walk in the rivers and lakes before?How could it be possible to participate in the group arena?Also help yourself to defeat the enemy?

Liao Yungui frowned and looked at the person in his arms, his face was full of pain and tangled, his lips were white, only a smear of blood glared his eyes.The rainwater flowed over the neck along the upturned jaw and slid into the light-colored neckline, showing an indescribable sense of fragility.

The pale yellow, which is so thin that it cannot be grasped, can hardly withstand the spring rain this night.

Seeing that the rain was getting worse, Liao Yungui had no choice but to drag him back to the inn, and asked Xiaoer to help fetch water and clean up. He stood by the window and stared at Ye Youqi's face in thought.

Hidden Sword Villa has developed a unique way of martial arts, using the "Screaming Sun" technique to combine the essence of light and heavy swords, "Wen Shui Jue" is nimble and light, and "Mountain Dwelling Sword Intent" has considerable damage, he knows it.But the person lying in front of him has a very strange pulse, and he doesn't seem to be practicing the hidden sword method normally.

In other words, it seems that if one does not seek a deep understanding of one's cultivation, one has achieved results, but one has gone astray and planted a lot of hidden dangers.

——For example, today's event, if I hadn't happened to meet him, I'm afraid this boy would be in danger.

"Guest officer, your letter." Xiao Er's words interrupted Liao Yungui's meditation, "I just found it downstairs."

……Again.

Liao Yungui received the letter, and sure enough it was a familiar word, asking him to fight outside the city.

The inscription is flamboyant: Pei Qing.

In the past two years, the sub-ruler of the Evil Man Valley, who has become famous in the past two years, was born in the Valley of Thousand Flowers, but was expelled because of his disagreement.This person wears a treacherous mask all the year round, his whereabouts are erratic, and his killing methods are extremely cruel.

However, when Liao Yungui knew him, Pei Qing was still a helpless child.

It was the summer when Liao Yungui had just turned 16 years old. He was ordered by his teacher to go to Chang'an, but when he passed a small dilapidated village, he heard intermittent cries for help in the woods. When he got closer, he realized that it was actually a few rough warriors who were raping him. a child.

Obscene laughter and tragic cries of pain intertwined. Liao Yungui frowned and raised his sword and stepped forward. Without even a moment of hesitation, he simply and neatly completed the first murder in his life.

The child covered in bruises in the pool of blood looked up at him, only then did Liao Yungui see clearly that the other party was only eleven or twelve years old, with an overly bright face hidden under the messy long hair.

That was Pei Qing back then.

Liao Yungui still remembered that Pei Qing stood up with the broken skirts folded, and with her slender hands forcefully pulled out the knife on the warrior's body, and then slowly, one knife at a time, cut these people into pieces of flesh.

After that, he looked at Liao Yungui: "Pei Qing will repay the kindness today."

"No need." Liao Yungui saved the person but didn't intend to continue getting involved, "Farewell."

It has been three years since we met again. In a small town in the remote southern border, it was heard that bizarre murders happened one after another in the town. The dead were all men.Liao Yungui was in the town with Luo Jingxing at the time, but the younger junior who was naturally lacking in vigilance was arrested and almost died.

To put it bluntly, it was Liao Yungui who chased after him who discovered that the murderer turned out to be the child who was bullied outside Chang'an back then.

The grown-up Pei Qing has become more and more outstanding in appearance, so beautiful that he is a bit indistinguishable, but his brows are full of gloom. Looking at his method of killing people, he thinks he has had other adventures in the past few years, and he is no longer the weak child of the past.

Pei Qing let Luo Jingxing go, but put forward a condition, hoping to compete head-on with Liao Yungui.

The 19-year-old Liao Yungui is already a well-known Que Xie sword in the Jianghu. Although Pei Qing's moves are treacherous and insidious, he eventually lost to Liao Yungui's solid foundation and experience in many battles, and he was defeated regrettably.

From then on, Pei Qing would come to Liao Yungui no matter where he went two or three times a year, or once or twice a year.

Liao Yungui himself also felt strange—the two of them, a swordsman of the Haoqi League and a helmsman of the Wicked Valley, meet each other every year, but they just spar with each other without harming their lives. If they tell it, no one will believe it.

"Mother..." The sleepy person on the bed suddenly said, "Mother..."

The intermittent voice was extremely depressing and painful.

Liao Yungui walked to the bed and wanted to see how Ye Youqi was doing, but he didn't expect that Ye Youqi's hand grabbed the corner of his clothes as soon as he approached.

Liao Yungui: "..."

Stretching out his hand to touch the man's forehead, it was scalding hot.

Very good, it seems that I have picked up a big trouble.

Liao Yungui rubbed his forehead helplessly, finally put Pei Qing's letter back on the table, turned around and went downstairs to ask Xiao Er to call a doctor for him, brought a basin of water up himself, and resignedly wet the towel to help Ye Youqi cool down.

"I can't tell, Brother Liao is still a very gentle person." Not long after the doctor left, the window was opened from the outside, and a figure entered the room, bringing in hazy moisture, "This is the first time that Brother Liao No appointment."

Liao Yungui put down the medicine bowl in his hand without any surprise: "It happened suddenly, I had to miss the appointment, please also invite Mr. Pei Haihan."

Pei Qing took off the mask on her face, revealing an extremely delicate face.He approached and looked at Ye Youqi for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "Brother Liao, why did you abandon your little junior brother?"

"I met this little brother by chance, so I'm not familiar with him." Liao Yungui still looked calm.

"Since that's the case... how about Pei killing this man, and then having a good fight with Brother Liao?" Pei Qing spoke softly, but the hand in her sleeve grabbed Ye Youqi's neck as fast as lightning.

kill this man!

Pei Weiwei narrowed his eyes slightly. Wouldn't it be a wonderful thing if all the people Liao Yungui cared about, liked or might like were gone in this world?

In that case, this calm and breezy Taoist priest in white would be his.

"..." Liao Yungui held Pei Qing's wrist, "Young Master Pei, this kind of joke is not allowed."

The deadly fingertips were no more than half an inch from the throat of the sleeping man.

However, on the wrist, the warmth in the opponent's palm makes people linger.

Pei chuckled lightly, took two steps back and put on the mask again: "In that case, we will fight another day, and Pei will leave first."

He looked like a ghost, and quickly disappeared from Liao Yungui's sight.

Liao Yungui turned his gaze back to Ye Youqi's face, who didn't know that he had walked through the gate of hell.The high fever made his face flushed, and he was still murmuring inaudible sentences intermittently. His fingers scratched unconsciously at the bedside until they touched the corner of Liao Yungui's sleeve, and he grabbed it and calmed down.

This scene reminded Liao Yungui of Luo Jingxing back then.

The young Luo Jingxing was very timid, afraid of the dark at night, he dared not sleep, and always begged himself to accompany him.At that time Luo Jingxing would unconsciously grab the corner of his clothes when he fell asleep, as if he was holding something, it was safe.

But gentle flowers gradually grow in the hearts of those who are depended on, and then grow into towering trees.

The torrent of time turns the ignorant and ignorant child into a restrained adult, all cowardice is hidden, his silent affection finally has no place to rest, and the cruel Ling Chi is ushered in.

So in this small town on the outskirts of Yangzhou, in the cold spring night with continuous rain, Liao Yungui was recalled by this unconscious act of dependence, and also stumbled in his footsteps, and finally couldn't bear to get up and leave.

If in this life, the sword and the people in the heart are by my side.

What a dream it should be.