Heaven

There was a strong wind on the pier, and a sudden storm was about to fall.

The passers-by held down their hats, lowered their heads against the strong wind and hurried to a place where they could shelter from the rain.The ship's sailors hastily spread tarpaulins over the cargo, and thick ropes secured everything on the deck that might move.

Only the two men in white still stood proudly in the wind, as if unmoved at all.

Huge raindrops suddenly fell, and there was the sound of crackling water all around.However, if someone looked carefully, they would be surprised to find that the two people standing in the rain didn't even get their clothes wet.

Around the slightly taller man in white, an arc-shaped aura can be vaguely discerned, and the falling rain is easily bounced off as if falling on a real object.The other person covered his face with a light veil so he couldn't see his face clearly.His collar was high and his sleeves were long, covering his whole body tightly.There was a light red mist floating on his body, but all the rainwater stained with mist was stained with a little red and slid to the side.Not long after, a small pool of red water accumulated under his feet.

Amidst the sound of rumbling water, the two of them seemed to be talking effortlessly.

"I've done what you asked me to do, now you can tell me about him." There was a trace of anger in the deep voice.

The person standing opposite turned his head to look at the big ship docked on the shore, and couldn't help chuckling: "That's right. You really deserve to be a martial artist. There is someone in the world who can do this without anyone noticing it." I'm afraid it's just you."

"Stop talking nonsense! What the hell is wrong with him..." Thinking of the word "death", Wu Sheng couldn't help frowning and stopped.

"Hubupi? What a good name, did he choose it himself?" The white-clothed man looked at the increasingly unhappy look on Wu Sheng's face, bent down and coughed a few times, "Speaking of which, he can be regarded as my name. What about my brother!"

"How is it possible?!" Wu Sheng showed a shocked look on his face.If Buxie was almost as old as himself in life, how could he have such a young brother?Could it be that they really live longer than ordinary people like their own clansmen?He remembered his guesses from years ago.

"How is it impossible? He is ranked eleventh, and I am ranked thirteenth, but I have never met his elder brother." The man in white couldn't help coughing again, "He is the most capable brother among our brothers." The strong one is also the one that lasted the longest. It's a pity that he finally gave up his mission because of a promise, otherwise... maybe he can still live to this day!"

"What mission did you say?" Wu Sheng frowned, "What secret did he hide, why did he..."

The man in white sighed and said: "He founded Shuramen by himself back then, and countless descendants of heaven and man died under his hands. It was very possible to complete the mission within the deadline. It's a pity that he said to him for someone He said that innocent people should not be killed indiscriminately, and then suddenly stopped. Hmph...innocent! That person only knows that those irrelevant people are innocent, so doesn't he know that Brother Eleven is also innocent?"

Wu Sheng couldn't help being shocked, and a strong anxiety suddenly rushed into his heart: "What do you mean? You mean that killing the descendants of heaven and man was originally his mission. If he can't finish it, he will... he will..."

"Yes, he will die, his body will be shattered inch by inch!"

When Wu Sheng heard this sentence, he only felt a thunder in his mind!Sure enough, just as he expected, how could Bushau kill without purpose?Who was he restrained by, and why didn't he mention it to himself?How was he tortured...to death in the end?

Wu Sheng took a few deep breaths and said, "Then he killed Long'er for his... mission?"

The man in white pondered for a moment: "The deadline is approaching day by day, and he swore that he would only kill the evil descendants of heaven and man. How could it take twice as much effort. Later he knew that it was absolutely impossible." After finishing it, and having harbored resentment towards that woman for many years, I finally decided to give it a go and seize this last bit of hope."

"It's true that he doesn't like Long'er, but it's not to the extent of resentment?" Wu Sheng said with some hesitation, he instinctively felt that the answer to this question was very important to him.Back then, he only knew that his wife was very displeased with his sworn brother, and even rose to the height of hatred.But Hu Bushii always treated her in a calm and indifferent manner.Why do they even hate each other?

"Sigh... Brother Eleven shouldn't be affectionate at all, but unfortunately he just fell in love, and he can't take it back ever since. If he kills you the first time he sees you, there won't be any future. It’s all sorts of things. But speaking of it, if he really succeeds, I won’t have the chance to travel in this world.” The man in white lowered his head, staring blankly at the large pool of red water under his feet.Even though this life is so bloody, he still wants to live.The word love is always too extravagant for him and Hu Buhui, but after staying in the crowd for a long time, why don't I yearn for a friendship that will accompany life and death?

A complex look flashed in Wu Sheng's eyes.Everything about Hu Bupiai played back before his eyes like a revolving lantern.He was even a little surprised that it was so many years ago, but he still remembered every detail so clearly.The boy covered in blood when we met for the first time seems to have been engraved in his bone marrow, and he will never forget it...

"He...why...didn't tell me?" Wu Sheng finally said after a while, "Why didn't he tell me himself!" His eyes were slightly red, and his fists were clenched.

"Tell you? When you decide to marry a wife, tell you that he suddenly finds himself different from you? Or tell you to abandon your wife for him after that? So what if I tell you? Brother Eleven doesn't even know what he is. How long can I last? Every day I worry that I will die in front of you. After he knows that he can’t succeed, he will quietly leave every time he gets sick. Not bad. If the woman hadn't plotted against him again and again and ruined his medicine for that year, he wouldn't have made up his mind in the end. Even in the last words he left, he was still worried that you might I will hate him forever because of this..."

"..."

The two stood silently for a long time, Wu Sheng suddenly burst into a fierce aura, "Tell me! How did Bushau die?"

"Are you going to avenge him?" The man in white said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "If you can get rid of him with martial arts, do you think Brother Eleven would be surprised? His strength is beyond what you can imagine, let alone you One, the two of you join forces, and all the masters in the world may not be able to move him in the slightest!" The man in white's eyes flashed suddenly, if he really wanted to defeat him, maybe only that person could do it, right?

"Then you said he left a suicide note, where is it?"

"He fought hard back then and failed, barely escaped with his life. After returning to the north bank of the great river, he ordered his disciples to look for me, and wrote down all kinds of past events and conjectures in the underground palace of Shuramen, leaving behind a The method of making your own bones into armor finally couldn't bear it anymore and passed away there." The man in white took out a bronze medal from his sleeve and handed it to Wu Sheng, "If you want to see it, open the button on the back of the token The secret compartment contains the location of the underground palace and the method to enter the deepest part of the underground palace."

Wu Sheng put away the token, nodded and said: "The people in the cabin, you promised not to hurt his life, I hope you can keep your word!"

"Naturally." The man in white nodded to him.

Seeing Wu Sheng disappear in an instant, the man in white couldn't help coughing violently.After a long time, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, shook his head, time is really running out...

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Jing Mingrui flipped through the memorial in his hand boredly.

It has been three days since Ji Kongqing left the state affairs to him without saying a word.Alas, could it be that he is already bored with himself and doesn't even go back to the palace at night?

Jing Mingrui casually threw away a memorial, such a trivial matter should be dealt with by his majestic king, and that Jing Mingya also let go and took his prime minister to go hunting!Or find an opportunity for the Supreme Emperor to "cheat his corpse"?Then I can free up my hands to appease my little phoenix.

Actually... As for being so awkward?

Jing Mingrui sighed.Didn't it be that I dragged him to linger in the imperial garden for a while that day, and my voice became a little louder?

It's so boring, I can't get up to do anything, I really want to have a fight with him to relax my muscles and bones!

When Jing Mingyu came in, he saw his emperor's younger brother resting his chin on a memorial, staring blankly ahead.

"If you're a man, don't sigh here. Wife... just rely on coaxing, you just go and coax the fifth sibling back." Ming Rui, who was riding Xiao Wenhe on his head, patted his head vigorously. Long An, "You really made him embarrass himself this time, and now everyone is saying that Bai Di's cry is so beautiful!"

Jing Mingrui really wanted to say that the person who screamed lingeringly was actually himself, but thinking of his father's expression that was almost out of breath when he heard about it half a year ago, it's better not to irritate this always innocent big brother, right?

He looked up and saw Jing Wenhe was playing with Jing Mingyu's hair and was suddenly a little annoyed.It took Ji Kongqing a lot of time to take care of this little guy!

He originally meant to let Jing Mingyu's family live in the capital and dump this brat directly to them.Unexpectedly, Ji Kongqing developed feelings for raising the little doll, running to see him every day is not counted, and sometimes he is pestered by this little thing and has to stay overnight!Later, he had no choice but to decree that the prince should not live outside the palace all the time, so that this kid should live in the palace for half a month, so that Ji Kongqing would try not to go to Zhennan Palace for the other half of the month. .

"Papa Qing went to play with Auntie again, and he didn't come to accompany me, woohoo..." Jing Wenhe burst into tears suddenly, "It's all about the father's fault! It's all about the father's fault!"

"Ahem... By the way, I heard that the fifth sibling has been going in and out of the Chunfeng Deyi Building recently, you...you have to be more careful." Jing Mingyu said in a low voice.

Jing Wenhe interjected: "Daddy Qing said that there is an old friend of his there, she is a very beautiful auntie, she just came to Danyang once, so treat her well."

Did you say she was beautiful? !

Jing Mingrui couldn't help being a little annoyed.The woman passed by Danyang had heard Ji Kongqing mention it, because she was not interested in meeting her, so she let Ji Kongqing take full responsibility.I didn't expect Ji Kongqing to... Could it be that he...

No, this stinky brat is a big kid, and nine and a half out of ten sentences he said are unbelievable!Jing Mingrui looked suspiciously at the innocent Jing Wenhe: "He really said that auntie is pretty?"

Before Jing Wenhe had time to elaborate and explain, he was interrupted by a guard who came to send a message.

"It's you?" Jing Mingrui was a little surprised when he recognized the kneeling person under the steps, "You broke into the Forbidden Palace alone and threatened to dedicate the unparalleled treasure to me?"

"Yes." Wushuang held up a mahogany box with both hands, "Your Majesty, please read it."

Jing Mingrui pondered for a moment, then signaled the guard to hand over the box.Could it be that he wanted to play tricks?He searched for the memory of Wushuang in his mind, as if after Muruo's death there should only be hatred between them?

Jing Mingrui took a deep breath and slowly opened the lid of the box.

"puff--"

This mighty black emperor suddenly spewed blood, and came straight down!

Until the moment before he fell into a coma, Jing Mingrui still remembered to close the box and hold it tightly in his palm.

Inside was a piece of washed human skin, on which was a black phoenix spreading its wings!