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The war between the Haoqi League and the Evilman's Valley in Luodao, which had been confrontational for several days, finally came to an extremely messy conclusion.

However, both the winner and the loser suffered the same severe damage to their vitality and suffered heavy casualties.

Liao Yungui took away the unconscious Yang Yi, after all without Song Ziyu, there was nothing they could do no matter how anxious they were.Before leaving, Liao Yungui called Ye Youqi aside, gave him a brand new light sword, and hurriedly hugged him, the master and apprentice separated before they even had time to say something carefully.

Normally, he didn't feel anything, but when he leaned into the familiar embrace, Ye Youqi felt exhausted from head to toe, and he didn't feel the joy of winning a battle.

But he couldn't show it. After the war, there were a lot of things waiting for Master Shaogu to take care of the aftermath. He could only order people to count the armaments, sort out the food and grass, clean the battlefield, report to Shen Yun... and then hurriedly went to the woods to look for Ye Chunshen.

Ye Chunshen's acupuncture points were tapped and hid on a branch of an old tree. She didn't suffer any injuries, but when she saw Ye Youqi appear, she suddenly burst into tears.

Ye Youqi hugged her down and helped her untie the acupuncture points. The woman in yellow, who was always grinning, moved her mouth, but didn't say a word. She just slid on the ground while holding Ye Youqi's arm, crying uncontrollably. Out of breath.

"...Miss San." Ye Youqi didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only let her cry. Thinking of Luo Dao's tragic situation today, he couldn't help but feel a little shy, and said dumbly, "Don't cry."

"Yang Yi is dead, right?" Ye Chun choked with sobs, "It's all my fault...it's my fault for not stopping him..."

"..." Ye Youqi was dumbfounded, and only then did he understand what Ye Chunshen was upset about, and he couldn't laugh or cry, "Yang Yi is not dead, but his condition is not very good, and my master took him to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley to find Uncle Song."

"Are you serious?" Ye Chunshen was surprised, wiped away his tears, and stood up, "At that time... At that time, a large group of corpses walked by, and Yang Yi's face was very pale when he saw those corpses. Not good...the eyeballs turned blood red...followed by a fire outside, we heard a lot of people screaming, I guess you must be in trouble."

"I originally wanted to drag Yang Yi back to help you... Who knows, who knew that he tapped my acupuncture points and jumped off the tree... There are more than a dozen corpses under the tree. Seeing Yang Yi go down, they all surrounded me Bite, I am extremely anxious, but I can't break through the acupuncture points at all..."

"Yang Yi was surrounded inside and there was no movement. I almost thought he was eaten..." Ye Chunshen recalled the scene at that time, and couldn't help shivering. It was blown into blood clots and splashed all over the ground, Yang Yi...Yang Yi was gnawed until his flesh was rotten, and the bones could still be seen on his arms, which hurt even looking at him...but he looked like he was attached to something. It's as if you've got a body, and your eyes are scary..."

Ye Youqi and the others knew what happened next.

I don't know why Yang Yi, who was stimulated by the corpse and forcibly activated the Gu King's power, endured the pain and suffering he had never endured before, and abandoned the reason and heart he had always struggled to maintain. In front of thousands of corpses, he protected his senior brother and friends at his own expense.

——In this half of his life, he has never had any lofty ambitions, let alone any deep-seated hatred, fell into the valley of the wicked, and was reborn in the pit of ten thousand poisons. He may have complained, but he never really hated anyone.

He is willing to cherish all the people who have treated him kindly. Although he personally hurt Yang Zi, it was originally out of a kind of silent and strong protection that he felt was right.

But in the wrong way.

Sometimes he will be robbed of his reason by the tyranny buried deep in his body, and sometimes he really can't compete with his bloodthirsty self, but at the most critical moment, his killing sword is pointed at the enemy—— —Turning what the Haoqi League used to destroy them into a sharp knife that stabs at Haoqi, paving the way for Ye Youqi to attack Nanping Mountain with flesh and blood.

He once said that he could also protect his brother, but the other party laughed it off.

It is impossible to say that you don't mind what happened in the grove at all. Ye Youqi originally planned to have a good chat with Yang Yi when Luo Dao's incident was over, and explain everything clearly.However, now, I am afraid that those unspoken words will never have the chance to be spoken again.

"I want to go to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley." Ye Chunshen said suddenly, "Sometimes, I know you need manpower... But with Pei Qing here, it's much more useful than me, so I can't worry about Yang Yi, really."

"I understand, you go." Ye Youqi squeezed the space between his brows and smiled, "I'm also worried, I can feel more at ease if you take care of him there."

Right now, at the critical moment when the Valley of the Wicked is pushed to the foot of Haoqi Nanping Mountain, Ye Chunshen knows how much impact it will have on Ye Youqi if he suddenly loses his mentors and friends who have supported him for a long time.

So she took the hand of the young man in front of her very sorry, and said in a low voice, "I have a period, I'm sorry."

——This is probably the young lady of the Ye family who was born in rich clothes and fine food. It was the first time in her life that she said these three words to someone because of guilt.

She didn't feel sorry for Tang Zhi and her father when she ran away from marriage, and didn't feel sorry for her family when she left Cangjian. Ye Chunshen has lived for more than [-] years, and has always been proud and proud, wandering the world with a smile.To Ye Youqi, coming to the Valley of the Wicked was a last resort;

She didn't know where to go, so she felt that she could go anywhere.

It was only since she came to the Valley of the Evil that she realized that there are always more unsatisfactory things in this world, and everyone is not lucky enough to seek benevolence... Over the years, the hidden sword villa She protects her too well, and she has developed a character of being straightforward and doing whatever she thinks, but she often doesn't think that there are some things that she can't do well even if she tries hard.

For example, the feelings for Yang Yi.

For example, beware of Pei Qing's mistakes.

The former's refusal to escape left her at a loss, while the latter's spiky body and annoying face saved her life.

"Miss San, don't say I'm sorry." Ye Youqi held her back and said softly, "You don't owe me anything, and you don't have to get involved with me in the grievances with the Haoqi League. You are waiting with Yang Yi in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers." I'll go back and see you."

The boy who was neglected in the Hidden Sword Villa and learned martial arts secretly, and the ordinary youth who showed a little edge in the famous sword competition, can now hold heavy soldiers, and can win thousands of miles, and can also make people feel at ease and trust.

Those who are also stumbling and growing, some have just sprouted new green branches, and some have become towering trees.

Ye Chunshen suddenly felt her nose sore, she turned her head to hide the red circles under her eyes: "You must come back properly."

"Yes." Ye Youqi smiled, "We'll have a drink together after we get back."

After the Evilman's Valley broke through Luo Dao, Shen Yun issued an order to let Master Shaogu lead his troops to encircle Nanping Mountain and Cangshan Erhai Lake. He himself took his own cavalry and left the Evilman's Valley in light clothes and headed southward. He will soon meet Ye Youqi .

After more than 20 years, Shen Yun, the life-seeking gun of the Tiance Mansion who was hunted down and escaped from Nanping Mountain, will finally set foot on this land full of bloody memories again, and end the grievances accumulated over the years.

As soon as the news came out, the world was in an uproar.

As the representative of the righteous way in the world, the Haoqi League was suppressed to such an extent that it should have aroused all sects to fight against each other. However, the several sects that participated in the encirclement and suppression of Shen Yun back then chose to remain silent this time without exception, and their attitude was really thought-provoking.

Song Ziyu threw the note in his hand into the stove, staring at the flames of the medicine stove, a little distracted.

After Yang Zi injured his leg and was deprived of his military power, he always stayed in the Haoqi League, making him even more unhappy.Seeing that Qi Yun's heart disease had stabilized, Song Ziyu took Yang Zi back to Wanhua Valley and helped her take care of her body.

It's just that I didn't expect to catch up with Yang Yi not long after I came back.

"Ziyu." The door behind was pushed open, Liao Yungui stepped into the room, and asked in a low voice, "Yang Yi...is there really no other way?"

"If it takes my life to restore him to his original state, I will tell you." Song Ziyu coughed and said in a hoarse voice, "But I can't help it... If there was no Pei Qing's fixed soul at that time Nail, maybe now even this is the only way left.”

After Yang Yi was brought back by Liao Yungui, she has been in a unconscious coma, struggled occasionally, and seemed to be sinking in a boundless nightmare, making people helpless.What was even more unexpected was that the silver nail nailed between his eyebrows gradually loosened and swayed, and gradually turned black, as if it was about to be forced out of his body by the evil spirit in his body.

Yang Zi's heart ached terribly, and he didn't want to put too much pressure on Song Ziyu, so he lost a lot of weight.Song Ziyu locked herself in the study room day and night for two days, and finally derived a method from the ancient books in southern Xinjiang - use the brain-eating insects to suck up the healing nectar, put it into Yang Yi's brain, Try to see if you can eat all the poison that made him crazy.

Although it is recorded in ancient books that someone once cured a patient who was insane with this method, this kind of thing is extremely risky, and Song Ziyu himself is not sure. On the bright side, Yang Yi may be able to get rid of the poisonous pit from now on The sequelae of blood training, at worst, maybe he will become a complete fool, or... he will never be able to wake up.

"If there are any rare and rare herbs that can be used, you must tell me." Liao Yungui was silent for a while, and said, "Even if the things are in the Jiuzhong Palace, I will try to steal them out."

"If there is, I won't be polite to you." Song Ziyu smiled wryly, "The thing that reverses the connection between yin and yang and connects life and death in this world is an evil thing that needs to be nourished with human flesh and blood for more than ten years... Forget it, don't mention this, when are you leaving?"

"Two or three days at the latest." Liao Yungui said, "Shen Yun's army is overwhelming, I have to go back to Nanping Mountain."

"Aren't you afraid of confronting Youqi... in front of the battle?" Song Ziyu asked, "Aren't you afraid that the two of you will face a sword-to-hand situation one day? Are you not afraid of being caught between Haoqi and your apprentice, a dilemma?"

Liao Yungui stroked the scabbard of Que Xiejian, and said softly: "Sometimes there are things he has to do, I have a way that I have to follow, some things cannot be avoided, so why bother deliberately?"

"...What do you mean?" Song Ziyu was at a loss.

"It means doing your best and obeying the destiny." Liao Yungui sighed helplessly, "Look, each of us has been pushed to the edge of a cliff now... what can we do except try our best?"

Outside the bamboo house, falcons sang long, and the first fallen leaves of this autumn fell from the leafy branches. The leaves that hadn’t lost their vitality were only yellowish, not dry and brittle, but they fell into the river first and rushed to the next one. reincarnation.

The long summer has passed.