I lost my memory after crossing

In the morning, he was comatose in a pool of blood, his sword was three points away, and he was only a hair away from his heart. He Yu, He Yu, either you are ruthless, or the pavilion master is ruthless. "

The Cangwu sword was covered with blood and fell on He Yu's hand. He and the pavilion master were the only two people in the room. No matter what the truth was, it could only be He Yu's hand.

"But you don't have to worry, the pavilion master has ordered that no one should touch you until he wakes up."

He Yu's mind went blank, and he carefully pieced together every sentence Yanlin said in his mind, "The pavilion master is injured!"

He seemed to only care about this, and suddenly began to struggle desperately, "Let me go!" His internal strength was sealed before he woke up, and he couldn't break free at all.

The door was opened suddenly, and Xiao Jiu appeared in front of everyone supporting Xing Zhi.

He Yu stared blankly at his master, as if he had finally realized what Yan Lin had just said, and was momentarily absent-minded.

Xingzhi just looked at him quietly, his face was still pale, and the sword wound on his chest was also aching.

"Are you... all right?" He Yu asked softly.

"It's okay." Xingzhi replied lightly.

Two people who seem to be gossiping.

"That's it," he gave up struggling, slowly knelt down on his lap, and suddenly smiled lightly, with unprecedented ease.

He said, "Ah Yu pleaded guilty."

You gave me everything, even my life.

Xingzhi's gaze stayed on He Yu's face all the time, trying to find even the slightest bit of anger, unwilling, but there was nothing but obedience.

"He Yu, the head of the Xuanji Department, committed a disobedience and should be severely punished, but this seat thinks that he has lost his temper after drinking and has made meritorious reforms. Now he will be dismissed from all positions and sent back to the film department. He will not be allowed to enter the cabinet again in this life."

Once the glory of the whole life is lost, the hero is overwhelmed by the achievements, and the hero ends, that's all.

"He Yu thanked Pavilion Master Long En." He bowed his head as a salute, marking the final end of this competition.

He took off his clothes, this first robe, he had worn it for ten years, and he once put it on for him in front of everyone.

———— "I just want everyone in Tianzhiya to know that you are the person I trust wholeheartedly in Nanshan Xingzhi, and you are the person I am willing to trust with my life."

For these words, he has been the head of Xuanji for ten years, vain and obedient, forgetting to eat and sleep, taking risks with his own body, and wandering in the field of life and death many times.

In fact, he doesn't like power, he just doesn't want to disappoint Xiao Zhi's trust.The insidiousness and cunning of human nature are often more terrifying than the bloody storm in an assassination. If possible, he would rather just be a small shadow forever, and stay by Xiaozhi's side day and night, even if he could only watch him from a distance, he would also be willing.

——— "I want to be a superior person. Only by firmly controlling the rights in my own hands can I protect the people I want to protect."

Yes, he wants to protect Xiaozhi.

He Yu looked up at the blue sky, the sun was dazzling, but he stubbornly refused to close his eyes.

His little Zhi no longer needs his protection.

fair enough……

14. Suicide

On the day he was relegated, Su Lu woke up. As He Yu expected, he calmly accepted the fact that he had lost all his martial arts. He had no resentment or complaints. As before, he got out of bed calmly and began to take care of Xiao Qi, even seeing Xiao Qi's empty trouser legs, didn't ask any more questions.

Xiaoqi woke up earlier than expected, he didn't cry loudly, or hysterical, he just stared at the top of the bed quietly, fed him, ate, gave him medicine, he drank, but never said a word In other words, the look in his eyes was gone.

He Yu didn't dare to see him, he was afraid that Xiao Qi would question himself with those cold and lifeless eyes, why didn't he kill him.

He is not a good brother, and he is not worthy to be their third brother.

He can only escape, hiding in the film department every day.

Yan Lin slammed the dominoes on the ground, "He Yu, you are really good!"

He Yu glanced at the broken dominoes on the ground, and thought about it seriously. He now belongs to the film director, and Yan Lin is angry. Should he apologize?

Yanlin sensed his intention, and dodged it: "You still have the imprint on your chest, so you are still the shadow of the pavilion master. None of us are qualified to be kneeled by you."

He Yu didn't care about these things either. He picked up the broken domino on the ground expressionlessly and turned to leave.

"Stop!" Yanlin never thought that one day, he would want to beat He Yu hard, "Are you crazy or are you dying? What do you think of my film director? Is it a place where you want to die?"

"I didn't seek death." He didn't have the qualifications.

"What you're doing now is looking for death!" If the people under his command hadn't come to tell him today, he wouldn't have known that He Yu had already completed a three-day Class A mission.Although the film company stipulates that everyone must complete a certain task every month, and can get a certain reward accordingly, but the first-level tasks are very dangerous. In general, every time you take it, you have to stop and rest for at least half a month. How can you connect three times? Absolutely restless, risking his life, let's see what his inner chaos is like now!

He Yu tightened the dominoes in his hand. That day, the doctor told him that Xiaoliu not only lost his martial arts, but also got poisoned. But it is so precious that there is no reserve even in the treasury. The old doctor was kind and agreed to help him buy it from outside.

He had nothing left, even if he risked his life, he still had to protect Little Six and Little Seven.

"Just take it as if I'm looking for death."

"You..." Yan Lin suddenly felt a little sad,

"Is that all you need money for?"

……

"Yes."

******

The days passed day by day, since he met Yanlin that day, he obviously felt that the task he received had become less difficult. He knew that it was Yanlin who was helping him, risking his power for personal gain, and he didn't want to get involved Others, but they don't even have the qualifications to refuse.

Sometimes, the wound on his body hurts so much that he is upset, and he will climb to the roof of Bie Yun Jian to bask in the sun. I heard that Xiao Jiu has recently taken charge of the criminal department. Xuanji was the first seat back then!

Those two little girls seemed to be sighing in this way, and He Yu was lying on the roof, listening lazily.

then?No one can compare to him back then, at least the pavilion master once really trusted him.

In the end, only He Yu knows what to do, and only he knows that Xiao Jiu is just a pawn in the hands of the pavilion master, a pawn destined to be destroyed. It is impossible for him not to avenge Xiao Liu and Xiao Qi's revenge. You must die by your own hands.

The two little girls seemed to have discovered him, and immediately cast pitying glances, He Yu couldn't help laughing, what is there to be sympathetic to, he was originally a shadow of the film director, and he should have died in the torture 14 years ago Here, it was the pavilion master who saved him and allowed him to live for so long. After going around for so many years, it was just a dream of Huang Liang. Now that he woke up from the dream, he became that shadow again.

This calm didn't last long, and what He Yu was worried about finally happened.

Xiaoqi committed suicide.

When He Yu heard the news, He Yu was handling the feather arrow that almost pierced the entire shoulder blade. His hand trembled violently, and the sharp arrow broke in his body.

He endured the bone-piercing pain, wrapped up the wound tightly, and almost staggered to Xiao Qi's room. What he saw was Su Lu with red eyes, lifting Su Qi from the bed, and slapped her hard. slapped him.

Su Qi fell to the ground like a broken doll, and his empty trouser legs showed his humiliation. He was like a puppet without a soul, quietly lying on the ground without any reaction.

He Yu's feet seemed to have taken root, and he could no longer move forward. His Xiaoqi was ruined, and the executioner was him, the third brother!

What face does he have to meet Xiao Qi, what qualifications does he have to persuade him to live, for him?

Why!

He silently exited the room, and finally couldn't help retching, but he didn't eat anything today, and couldn't vomit anything, until he was exhausted from vomiting, and he fell to the ground leaning on the pillar.

He had never wanted to cry so much at that moment, but he didn't even have a drop of tears. He quietly leaned against the pillar, hugged his knees with his hands, and curled himself into a ball.

He didn't know what happened in the house. When Su Lu came out, his eyes were red, and there was even a bloodstain on his neck. He gently hugged He Yu who was on the ground, crying and smiling: "Third brother, it's okay now." , we will always be here."

Since then, Xiao Qi has never committed suicide again, but he has changed. They saved Xiao Qi's life, but he is no longer the Xiao Qi who knelt beside his bed and cried loudly...

Just being alive... is fine.

Feather Arrow was buried in He Yu's shoulder all the time, and when he settled Xiao Qi back into the house, he could barely stand upright. He took off his coat, gritted his teeth and ruthlessly pulled the gauze stuck to the wound Next, he took out a short dagger from the cabinet and heated it on the fire.

His consciousness was already blurred, and he stabbed the dagger into his shoulder almost instinctively. He didn't dare to bite his lip, the dagger stirred in the wound, and finally pulled out the arrow.

The sound of the dagger falling to the ground was clearly audible, and He Yu was sweating profusely as he slumped on the table.

Can't be dizzy...can't be dizzy yet...

Struggling in the chaos, he sprinkled a whole bottle of medicine on his shoulder with shaking hands, and finally let himself fall into the darkness.

It was already evening when He Yu woke up, the light in the room was a little dark, his throat was so dry that it seemed like it was about to catch fire, he poured himself a glass of cold water indiscriminately, and wrapped up the wound.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Third brother, it's me."

little six?

He hurriedly stuffed the bloody gauze under the bed, patted his cheek,