I lost my brother

"Reporting to the teaching elder, there is no trace of Sui Jian in the ancestral hall."

"Reporting to the teaching elder, there is no trace of Sui Jian in the back mountain."

"Reporting to the teaching elder, I have searched every corner of Wuwangzong, but there is no trace of Sui Jian."

Song Xiaoling stood with folded arms, his face sinking like water, looking down at the chains that had been opened on the floor of the execution hall, and he could not see any sign of anger. He nodded slightly to the disciples who came to report the news to express his understanding, but the more he The more silent the disciples were, the colder the sweat.

This morning Song Xiaoling brought a few disciples over to pick him up, only to find that he had already run away, and the chain was opened with a key.

Yesterday, the last disciple who saw Sui Jian said that he was still there at [-]:[-] a.m. when he came to deliver water and clear porridge to Sui Jian.

Song Xiaoling turned around and walked out of the execution hall.

In front of the chamber.

Standing at the bottom of the steps, Xie Hanzi looked up at the self-examination clock, which had been in use for decades, and said with emotion: "Things are different."

Wang Jue was standing in front of the meeting hall, and Song Xiaoling had already told him about Sui Jian's escape.

He raised the corners of his mouth, looked at Xie Hanzi who was standing below with a smirk, and asked, "Junior brother, did you do it?"

Xie Hanzi's brows and eyes were indifferent, and he even asked innocently: "What did I do?"

"Let go of the traitor Sui Jian privately."

"That's not true. I haven't seen any 'traitors' at all."

People from the Martial Arts League arrived early in the morning and surrounded the small meeting hall. They were originally invited to watch Wuwangzong clean up the sect, but now things seem to be more interesting.

Chang Guanhua is dressed in a black luxurious robe with embedded gold thread. Standing in the sun, he looks extravagant and compelling. There is a black jade brave hanging on his waist, and a jade crown on his head.

He took a step forward and said: "Elder Xie's words are wrong. Your precious apprentice colluded with the demon sect to bring disaster to the world, isn't he a traitor worthy of the name."

Xie Hanzi didn't lift his eyelids when he heard this, and said bluntly, "Which one is your Excellency?"

The corner of Chang Guanhua's mouth froze, but he still said in a graceful manner: "Elder Xie, the nobleman has many past stories, and the new leader of the Wulin League, Chang Guanhua."

"Master Chang," Xie Hanzi's eyes finally shifted to his face, "you say so convincingly, could it be that you saw my apprentice discussing with people from the Demon Cult to cause disaster?"

Chang Guanhua's smile remained undiminished: "But he did have too much contact with people from the Devil's Cult."

"Excessive communication, huh."

Xie Hanzi sneered and said, "If you want to commit a crime, there is nothing wrong with it."

Chang Guanhua just smiled and said nothing.

Xie Hanzi's eyes turned around everyone's faces on the field. On the marble steps, standing in front of the meeting hall were his former brothers and sisters. Behind him was a group of scum. He was surrounded by these people. They Looking at him is like looking at a monkey about to perform a juggling.

He looked up to the sky, and a group of wild geese flew southward in the blue sky. His eyes followed the group of wild geese, and he almost forgot where he was for a moment.

Seeing his calm and breezy appearance, Wang Jue seemed to be recalling some bad memories, no longer pretending to smirk, and said indifferently: "Xie Hanzi, if you tell Sui Jian's whereabouts and bring him back personally, I can let it go."

"Brother," Xie Hanzi smiled, Wang Jue was in a daze for a moment with his face favored by time, as if it was still 20 years ago, the master was not dead yet, and Xie Hanzi always smiled like this when they were in Wuwangzong.

Xie Hanzi seemed to finally compromise and said: "The teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy, since you said that Sui Jian made a big mistake and refused to let him go, then let me, the master, pay for the consequences for him."

"You want his life, I will give it for him."

Everyone was in an uproar, and Mao Yunfei suddenly shouted: "Xie Hanzi, you are so confused!"

Dou Wenxiu frowned, looked at Xie Hanzi who was standing in the center with a calm expression, then at Wang Jue who had an unpredictable expression, and murmured: "Crazy, I think you are all crazy."

Guan Yuxiao shouted at the top of his voice, "Master! No!"

Hearing his voice, Xie Hanzi turned his head and took a deep look at him, but didn't speak.

His eyes moved to Chang Guanhua's face again, and he said indifferently with a three-point mockery: "Is the leader Chang still satisfied with this result?"

Chang Guanhua raised a false arc on his stiff face and said, "Elder Xie really understands righteousness."

Xie Hanzi nodded, and said again: "If I die, everyone present must guarantee that Sui Jian's life will not be used for various reasons. If there is any violation," he opened his thin lips lightly, "I, Xie Hanzi, will not do it even if I am a ghost." Let him go."

"But Sui Jian colluded with the Demon Cult..."

"Come on," Xie Hanzi said impatiently, "Do I need to repeat what I know so well?"

Chang Guanhua is kind, "As you wish."

There was a sound of broken porcelain, and the aroma of wine immediately overflowed. Xie Hanzi looked in that direction as if feeling something, and was facing Shang Sui Jian's frightened and angry eyes.

His flat expression finally shattered, and he lost his voice: "Little Jane? What are you doing back here!"

Sui Jian shook her head lightly, staring at Xie Hanzi for a moment, "I'm afraid that Master will be in a hurry waiting for the wine, so I went to make a pot without leaving a drop, and came back non-stop until it opened."

He looked painful, as if he didn't dare to say anything: "What am I doing back? Fortunately, I'm back, Master, what did you just say?"

"What will I do if you die?"

His eyes trembled, and he repeated in despair: "What should I do!"

Xie Hanzi's expression was moved, and Song Xiaoling sneered and swung the spirit snake whip. The extremely resilient whip tail briefly touched the ground and made a sharp "pop" sound, saying: "It's just right to come back!"

A piercing sound hit Sui Jian, Xie Hanzi quickly grabbed his spirit snake whip, turned around and shouted at Sui Jian: "Go!"

Wang Jue looked down at them condescendingly, pointed at Sui Jian, and ordered, "Catch him."

Seeing the excitement of Wuwangzong, the Wulin League was unwilling to be lonely, Chang Guanhua feared that the world would not be chaotic and said loudly: "Master Wang, I will help you."

For a while, the disciples of the church and people from the Wulin League surrounded Sui Jian. Sui Jian had to divide his mind to deal with them. He was not thinking about fighting the enemy at all. At this moment, no one can do anything to him.

The disciples of Wuwangzong have a good relationship with him, and their subordinates are more or less sympathetic, and the people of Wulin League don't care so much.

Sui Jian was in a mess, barely being restrained by others, while trying to avoid those fatal moves, he moved towards Xie Hanzi anxiously.

Seeing how stubborn he was, Xie Hanzi frowned and said angrily, "Didn't you hear that I told you to go! Sui Jian, you don't listen to what Master said?"

Sui Jian stubbornly refused to leave, like a desperate little beast refusing to give up the last straw, calling over and over again: "Master!"

The scream made Xie Hanzi's heart twist into a ball.

The Spirit Snake Whip is extremely difficult to deal with. Xie Hanzi was able to fight against it in his heyday, but now he is restrained everywhere. Sui Jian didn't listen to him, and his heart was burning with anger, and a stream of blood was coughed out from the corner of his mouth.

Sui Jian's eyes were shattered, and she roared angrily, wanting to go to Master's side no matter what.

His whole body was naked, and someone cut his back from the left shoulder to the right waist in an instant. Scarlet blood poured out from the wound, staining the blue shirt in an instant.

Sui Jian didn't look back to see who cut his sword, but Xie Hanzi saw it clearly, and said angrily, "Yuxiao! He's your senior brother!"

Only then did Sui Jian know who hurt him, and he couldn't tell whether it was sadness or anger, or he had already guessed in his heart that he would do this, so there was nothing to be surprised about.

Baicaoju.

Zhou Yuanzheng, Tang Yishu and Jiang Yang were tied together, and Pang Ye seemed to be tending to his herbs all the time, non-stop.

While working on it, he said to himself, "I don't know what's going on over there."

Tang Yishu had a discussion with him after hearing the words: "Why don't Master Pang let us go, we'll take a look for you."

Pang Ye smiled, "Yishu, don't try to fool me. Your master told me to do this. It's useless for you to tell me. When your master comes, I will untie you."

The three of them remained silent, all secretly trying to break free of the rope with their hands.

Pang Ye didn't even look at them and said: "Don't waste your effort, this is called a pig tie, it's used to tie pigs, the more you move it, the tighter it is."

Chamber.

At some point on the self-examination clock stood a figure, the figure was against the light, making people unable to see his face clearly, he saw that Sui Jian was injured, his mood seemed to fluctuate, he sneered and said: "Are you all bullying people like this in the righteous way?" .”

Everyone was attracted by the sudden voice again, Chang Guanhua narrowed his eyes and looked at the tall figure of the man who jumped down from the self-examination clock, and asked uncertainly: "Are you from the Demon Cult?"

Zhu Lin walked out of the shadow of the introspection clock slowly, exposing his unforgettable gorgeous face to the sunlight.

He raised his chin slightly, with full contempt in his long and narrow phoenix eyes, he said arrogantly: "You dare to make trouble outside for so long in the name of this seat, but you don't even know who this seat is, you really deserve to die."

Dou Wenxiu on the steps raised her brows when she heard the words, and asked, "You call yourself this seat, so is it the new leader of the Demon Cult?"

Zhu Lin ignored her and followed Sui Jian who was besieged.

Sui Jian paused for a moment when he just spoke, and soon continued to entangle with those people as if he didn't exist.A large area of ​​his back was already stained red with blood, and the dark red color made Zhu Lin's eyes hurt instantly.

Although Zhu Lin did not reply, everyone on the field had already identified him as the leader of the Demon Sect. No one thought that the new leader of the Candle Dragon Sect would be a young man who looked like a vase.

Zhu Lin pulled out the dilapidated sword he had snatched, and threw it in the air towards the crowd who were fighting with Sui Jian. The domineering sword instantly opened up a short gap for Sui Jian.Sui Jian took advantage of this gap to jump out of the encirclement, and flew to Xie Hanzi's side.

Xie Hanzi was trying his best to fight Song Xiaoling, Sui Jian wanted to help, Xie Hanzi slapped him on the face without turning his head, his breath was unstable, his body was trembling due to exhaustion, he pretended to be indifferent and said: "I call you Come on, can't you hear me?"

A clear palm print instantly appeared on the left side of Sui Jian's face. This slap was very powerful, and the master must have been furious.

He pursed his lips and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and coaxed: "I won't go, unless Master comes with me."

Zhu Lin frowned, and as soon as his footsteps moved, a sword light stabbed at him. Chang Guanhua stared at his face and said excitedly: "What a demon leader, let me see how capable you are!"

Zhu Lin's face was full of disgust, his nose was slightly wrinkled, as if he saw something dirty, and he sneered, "It's up to you?"

Although Chang Guanhua was covered in flashy things, he was able to sit on the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, and his martial arts were still passable. Although Zhu Lin didn't take him seriously, he was stumped for a while.

Dou Wenxiu and Mao Yunfei have been watching the development of the situation in front of the meeting hall, neither doing anything nor taking the position to stop this farce.

Wang Jue suddenly raised his sword and joined the battle circle, pointing the sword point at Xie Hanzi, Sui Jian stood in front of his master without fear, and said sharply, "Uncle, what is the meaning of this!"

Wang Jue's voice did not fluctuate, and he said flatly: "Sui Jian, I am no longer your uncle."

His sword moves were fierce, intending to cross Sui and almost take Xie Hanzi's life, Xie Hanzi sneered, "Okay, the fox's tail finally showed."

People from the Wulin League chased after them again, and Sui Jian was disturbed by the entanglement. Finally, a sword passed through a person's chest, and the hot blood from that person splashed into his eyes. I saw a blood mist and a flying figure.

He felt someone hugging him and standing in front of him, a sharp sword sank into that person's body, pierced through that person and pierced his abdomen.

That person blocked most of the blade for him, and it is estimated that he will not survive.

It hurts.

Who is this person?

This hug... so familiar.

A shrill scream suddenly sounded in the silence around, shouting: "Master!"

Sui Jian was also familiar with this voice, it seemed to be his younger brother Guan Yuxiao's voice, what did he call just now?Are you calling Master?

Master... What happened to Master?

Sui Jian's brain was blank, and two tears of blood flowed out of his empty eyes unconsciously, as thin as mosquitoes, he murmured: "Master?"

A cold hand gently wiped away his tears, and a familiar gentle voice sighed softly, "Why are you crying again?"

Sui Jian shivered with gratitude from the cold touch on her face, her voice was still gentle, but with a slight trembling, as if she was trying her best to bear the pain.

Sui Jian's eyes were still blurred, he was at a loss, his eyes widened, he held the hand, and hurriedly said, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Sui Jian felt that the half of the sword that pierced his body was pulled out at once, and the blood flowed like a column in his abdomen instantly, and he couldn't help but groan.

The person standing in front of him lost the support of the sword and fell heavily on him. Sui Jian's footsteps were unsteady and he was crushed to the ground.

The blood on Xie Hanzi's face faded, Sui Jian only had a blur of red in front of his eyes, full of anxiety, but couldn't see his face clearly.

Xie Hanzi lightly covered his eyes with a palm, angry like gossamer, reprimanded neither serious nor serious: "Master told you to go, but if you don't go, look, you're hurt again."

"Little Jane, be obedient, let's go."

"Master, I'm afraid... I won't be able to protect you anymore."

That cold hand finally stopped moving, and it slid down Sui Jian's pale cheek as if he had completely lost his strength.

Sui Jian heard a heart-wrenching cry in a trance, resounding through heaven and earth.

His chest was throbbing and his throat was hurting badly. Only then did he realize that the last "Master", which was barely audible, was uttered by himself.

The author has something to say:

Xie Hanzi, died.

He Xiangsi