Slave forever

Understanding Chu Yue's worry, even though he didn't know the whole reason of Chu Yue's worry, Xiao Chen still walked to him, patted Chu Yue's shoulder and comforted him in a deep voice.

"Zhao Wenhu and others would not have succeeded so quickly, but according to our investigation, Shen Yu, the master of the wooden hall of the Holy Gate, had long since turned his back on him, and a large number of disciples of the Holy Gate had already surrendered to him in secret. They were all sent out, and there was no one in the holy gate, so it happened that Shen Yu and Zhao Wenhu were in harmony, so..."

Shen Yu, the master of the wooden hall... What a mistake, he has never even met this man, although no matter what, they are related, at least the martial arts methods are the same.Chu Yue was so angry that he wanted to laugh out loud. He used to be the head of the Mutang, but now Shen Yu is also the head of the Mutang.

It seems that the master of the holy gate and the master of the wooden hall are destined to turn against each other.

But in the previous life, he hurt Yan Huaifeng because he was provoked. Even so, he hated himself to death, not to mention that Shen Yu was ready to rebel without provoking?

There is bound to be a fight between them and Shen Yu.

Chu Yue watched Yan Huaifeng sit down by the river, took off his shoes, submerged his feet in the water and unconsciously swayed back and forth, staring at the river in front of him in a trance, this scene was so familiar, it almost made Chu Yue think that the next moment his The young master will jump down again.

He could only stand one step behind Yan Huaifeng without blinking his eyes, not disturbing his thinking, but he could react quickly when he made a move.

No one expected that Yan Huaifeng would sit until late at night.

Mei Yan dragged Lu Qianxun back to sleep tiredly, Xiao Chen could only leave afterwards, leaving the master and servant to continue meditating in front of the running water day and night.

It was already late at night, and everything in front of me was like a silent monster, crouching there, ready to devour something, except for the sentence that Yan Huaifeng said after seeing Zhao Wenhu, he was so quiet that he seemed to have stopped breathing Same.

Chu Yue just stood with him like this, until his legs were numb, he still didn't complain.

"When I was young, I thought he was the best person in the world." Yan Huaifeng's abrupt voice sounded, Chu Yue was taken aback, and then realized that he was talking about Yan Qinghe.

He breathed a sigh of relief silently, Yan Huaifeng was finally willing to speak, he was afraid that he would take everything in his heart, all the sorrow, pain, anger and regret would eventually become heavy shackles and make him collapse.

"Later, he killed my mother in front of me. I still remember the feeling of my mother's blood splashing on my face. It was warm and bright red, just like the feeling of my mother touching me every night when she coaxed me to sleep."

"At that time, I thought, how could she be a spy? She is obviously such a gentle person, and even the winter becomes less difficult when she smiles. How could she be a spy? Yan Qinghe obviously likes her so much, yes She's so nice."

Listening to Yan Huaifeng's muttering, Chu Yue felt sore in his heart. He had never met Yan Huaifeng's mother, and even in his previous life, when he first met Yan Huaifeng, his mother had already passed away.

However, there is no doubt that it must be a gentle and kind person, even if it is not very beautiful. It sounds so beautiful, but the truth is always cruel.

"Why doesn't she love Yan Qinghe? She stole the book of lies and the key for her organization, and I didn't see them send someone to rescue her, and let her die in the Holy Gate without even a coffin. I thought they They are a pair of lovers, but it turns out that he doesn't love her, and she doesn't love him, but I happen to have me."

Chu Yue sighed, squatted down, stretched out his hand hesitantly, and held Yan Huaifeng.Yan Huaifeng turned his head and smiled at him, a cold, heartless and indifferent smile, as if he was just telling someone else's story.

"After my mother died, Yan Qinghe stopped getting close to me. He threw me into the ghost valley and left me to fend for myself. After I came out alive, he tried medicine on me."

"He poured me with all kinds of unnamed poisons every day. Unfortunately, in the end, not only did I not die, but I became invulnerable to all poisons. Even my blood became a good medicine to overcome poisons. When I became more and more The stronger he is, the more he will become more and more alienated from me, and he will not even look at me in the end."

Yan Huaifeng kept talking, maybe he has never said so many things in his life, no matter who is around him, he just wants to get rid of all the things that are entangled in his heart, so that they will no longer be like a heavy iron stone on his heart.

Chu Yue holding his hand made him feel a little at ease, no matter how lonely the moment, at least he was with him.

Chu Yue, on the other hand, added another layer of doubts besides his heartache.

Yan Huaifeng also entered Ghost Valley, which surprised him, but it can explain why Miss Zhaixing took care of him in every possible way when he was in Guigu, and secretly informed him that the young master was in trouble. Maybe Yan Huaifeng and Zhaixing knew each other early on.

Did Zhai Xing take care of Yan Huaifeng like he took care of him?

As for Yan Qinghe... it is really unconscionable to test a parent-child drug, but Chu Yue always feels a little strange.

If Yan Qinghe hated his wife and even hated Yan Huaifeng, he could have slapped Yan Huaifeng to death with one palm, so why bother to send Guigu and pour poison, but in the end, Yan Huaifeng was invulnerable to all poisons?

Chu Yue suddenly thought that if it was not for him, when Yan Huaifeng was assassinated by the man in black and the scorpion needle shot by someone in the carriage going to the Central Plains, if it was Yan Huaifeng who was hit by Fushengmeng, then Fushengmeng would be more important to Baidu Yan Huaifeng, who is not intrusive, is nothing at all.

Yan Qinghe... I really don't know whether all his evil deeds to Yan Huaifeng were intentional or unintentional, or whether they had ulterior motives.Yan Huaifeng couldn't feel it when he was in it, but he could feel those strange things.

But now, he didn't know how to comfort Yan Huaifeng, or tell him something, after all, he didn't have any evidence.After hesitating for a while, Chu Yue hesitantly and slowly stepped over the distance, and hugged Yan Huaifeng a little bit tighter.

He felt Yan Huaifeng's body startled, but he didn't reject him, he just sighed silently.

They kept embracing like this until dawn. Yan Huaifeng thought about his parents, those ridiculous pasts; while Chu Yue thought about the past and present, all the mistakes, and his feelings for the person in his arms at this moment. care.

The night is long, but it will eventually pass, no matter how desperate the darkness before dawn is.

The east was pale, and it was a brand new day. The round sun jumped up from the other side of the mountain, dyeing the clouds in the sky red.

The dazzling light came to the world through the distance between the sky and the earth, dispelling all the haze and bringing new hope.

"They are really a couple who seem to be in harmony, and I am probably the biggest accident between them." After speaking, Yan Huaifeng closed his eyes, grabbed a handful of soil from the river bank, broke away from Chu Yue and stood up.

"A Yue, let's go and see my mother." Saying that, Yan Huai left the place without looking back.

After passing through layers of ruins, Chu Yue had to carefully protect Yan Huaifeng from the scorched bricks and tiles that were still falling. The entire Holy Gate was destroyed. He thought, if Shen Yu wanted the Holy Gate In the position of the Lord, it is unreasonable to burn the entire Holy Gate.

Unless...he also had conflicts with those Central Plains people.

Behind the empty main hall is a small room, which is connected to a square backyard, where the vegetation is scattered and it looks desolate.

Chu Yue knew this place, and Yan Huaifeng always stayed alone in this yard, holding his knees and looking up at the square sky above his head year after year, growing up silently.

But he didn't expect that Yan Huaifeng's mother would be buried here.Yan Huaifeng kept saying that his mother didn't even have a coffin, but Chu Yue always thought it was just an exaggeration, that Yan Qinghe wouldn't be so stingy as a married couple for one night and a hundred days of kindness.

"He really didn't even give her a coffin." As if knowing what Chu Yue was thinking, Yan Huaifeng said lightly: "I buried her here with my own hands. I didn't have any tools. I dug for many days before I managed to dig out a hole." Come."

It was just a small mound without a tombstone, so Chu Yue didn't realize that it was a tomb.

Yan Huaifeng knelt down in front of the grave, sprinkled the soil he took from the Lancang River on the grave, and said in a low voice, "Mother, Yan Qinghe is also dead. When he gets to the bottom, you can ask him whether he loved you or not." You. Although I really want to ask you, have you ever loved him. "

He remembered when he was very young, when he could barely walk, his mother liked to take him to play in the backyard.

At that time, it was nothing more than those little tricks, peek-a-boo or treasure-hunting games, and every time she hid things in so many places, there was no new place to go after changing them. Yan Huaifeng always thought that he could find what she hid. Proud of small things.

Until the end, her own body was also hidden here.

Yan Huaifeng thought for no reason, she had hidden so many things back then, could there be something that he has never found?Maybe it's a pearl hairpin she loves to wear in her hair most, or maybe it's the rattle that Yan Huaifeng played with, or the purse she embroidered for Yan Qinghe by herself.

Although he knew that such an idea was ridiculous, there was a strong desire in his heart to play the last game with his dead mother.

Chu Yue saw that Yan Huaifeng stood up suddenly and walked around in the yard, but he didn't know what he was looking for.

He watched Yan Huaifeng jump up to the tree in the yard, and groped in the old tree hole, but unfortunately it was empty, only a handful of dust was touched.

And Yan Huaifeng was still walking around in the yard, sometimes lifting the stone bench, sometimes removing the flowerpot, and when finally digging up a bunch of unknown flowers, he suddenly stopped there.

"Little Lord?"

Chu Yue walked towards him suspiciously, and found that Yan Huaifeng's shoulders seemed to be trembling slightly. When he walked in front of him, he realized that the man who was always calm and could maintain reason even when he heard Yan Qinghe's sad news, actually Already in tears.

Following his movements, Chu Yue could clearly see that there was an ordinary-looking old wooden box in the dug-up soil under the flowers, and on the wooden box lay a key with a strange shape. .