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Qin Caisang only had the word "Hey" in his throat for a short time, and he suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly hugged his limp little body onto the table, quickly sealed up his vital points, and took out the golden sore medicine, Hemostatic ointment, and spread it on his wound without hesitation.

But the blood flowed inexhaustibly, his face also turned pale quickly, his breath weakened, he couldn't speak a single word, he just stared at her tightly, revealing countless pleadings and fears , and finally solidified into a face that refused to rest in peace, deeply engraved into her mind.

Seeing that there was no visible heaving in his chest, Qin Caisang stopped his movements, took a step back, and looked around blankly, but felt that his heart was in chaos.

In fact, the first time she saw the wound, she knew that he would not survive.The neck was originally the place where the blood gathered, and it was extremely fragile, but it happened that it was the vital main blood that he hit the blade.

Her hands have taken countless lives before, but she has never been so afraid as she is today, so that her whole body trembles unconsciously.

A child of seven or eight years old, pure white as snow, extremely innocent, should not have ended up like this.

How could she agree so easily, she should know the naughty heart of a child, and she should withdraw her sword the moment he gets close... No, she shouldn't agree to such a request at all.

Big mistakes.

A hundred deaths cannot be redeemed.

What is a butcher's knife, what is righteousness, what is punishing evil and promoting good, what is eliminating the strong and helping the weak, what is killing innocent people indiscriminately, and disregarding human life.

"Actually, you too..."

Someone's voice, with a smile, suddenly exploded in her ears.

"It's different, it's different, it's different..." But she couldn't deny it any longer, her voice became lower and weaker, her heart became colder and colder, but her body was getting colder and colder. It was getting hotter and hotter, as if the blood all over her body was boiling and flowing through the meridians, all over her limbs and bones, she couldn't bear the heat, her eyes turned black, and she desperately wanted a little coolness.

not true.

It's true.

You are the same, also covered in blood, and equally innocent.

Qin Caisang clenched his sword tightly, and when he stood up, he realized that his footsteps were stumbled, but he didn't pay attention to it, and just rushed into the white snow all over the sky, Fang Jue finally felt a little pleasant coolness on his body.

But in an instant, the scorching pain came back again, burning all over his body again, and it became more and more intense.

She buried her head in the snow and didn't move, the pain was so painful that she didn't even bother to recite the Qingxin formula, just letting the fire sweep her whole body.Maybe this time he will really die?Maybe……

Before she could think of the next possibility dully, she suddenly felt a heavy knock on her back, the pain made her gasp, and she got used to sweeping away the gangsters naturally, and she heard mixed feelings The sound of footsteps retreated away.

But this will bring back a bit of clarity to her Lingtai. She can't just die like this, let alone go crazy like this, at least she has to leave this village...

She gritted her teeth and sat up, only to feel the grayness in front of her eyes, so she raised her hand and wiped it carelessly, and saw that there were a few touches of red mixed in the crystal, so she realized that her face was also splashed with blood.

Blood, where did the blood come from?It was that child...she just killed someone.It is the most innocent life.

Her heart was pierced by needles, and there were dense and continuous pains. When she resisted and raised her head again, she realized that a group of people had gathered in the courtyard at some time. Some were carrying thick wooden sticks, and some were carrying thick kitchen knives. , someone pulled a circle of hemp rope, and the woman mixed in, pointing at her and crying loudly, then someone waved a big stick aggressively, clamoring to kill people to pay for their lives, but seeing her look, they took a step back in unison .

"What? A quack?"

She seems to have heard someone say that.

"Report to the officer, quickly report to the officer!"

"Didn't you see? He's a man from the rivers and lakes. The government can't control him. He's looking for the Eight Great Masters."

"But the snow is getting heavier and heavier..."

"Stop talking, she's here! I heard that they are martial artists with very good ears."

Qin Caisang felt that countless voices were clamoring, which gave her a terrible headache, and she frowned unconsciously, desperately wanting a moment of peace.

The snow was falling, but she couldn't feel the coldness at all. She lowered her head and stared at the blood on the tip of the sword that was still not dried up. After taking a step outside, everyone retreated a few steps in unison, and involuntarily stepped aside. Take a narrow path.However, after looking left and right, a person suddenly rushed forward, trembling and pointed at her with a kitchen knife, "I, I want you to pay for my son's life!"

"Repaying life? That means taking my life." Qin Caisang calmed down instead, looked at the woman, and nodded lightly, "It's right to pay a life for another life. Do you want to do it?"

The woman was taken aback, "You, are you serious?"

"Yes." Qin Caisang felt the pain as if it was running in the blood, everywhere, like a shadow, imagining the pain after a sword, but felt relieved, "Use this, it's easier."

She glanced at the hands covered with firewood, but suddenly hesitated for a moment, and then realized that she was ridiculous, so she really laughed, and then turned the dagger back to her.

The woman stared at her blankly for a while, and finally stretched out her hand tremblingly while holding the kitchen knife tightly under the urging of others.

Qin Caisang remained motionless, seeing that she finally grasped the hilt of the sword and was about to let go, when she suddenly heard a loud shout: "No..."

It stopped abruptly, and I didn't know which one in the crowd it was.

not what?

She had a severe headache, and she glanced at the people with different expressions, but she couldn't see any clues, and she just felt that she didn't want to get to the bottom of it.

That's all.

...Is that all?

Is human life worthless, or kill one and save hundreds... She hasn't figured out why yet.Yes, she still has a lot of work to do. She hasn't become number one in the world yet, she hasn't built a demon cult to make people correct evil, she hasn't turned a sword into a sword to end the Legend of the Seven Swords, she hasn't opened a school to enlighten girls in the world, she hasn't yet... ...I haven't waited for Jiang She's answer.

She suddenly withdrew her sword and took a step back, "I'm sorry, I can't."

It turned out that she was not willing to give up, even if the pain was painful, she didn't want to give up.

The woman was startled at first, and took a big step back. After hearing her words clearly, she burst into laughter for some reason, and then two lines of tears fell from her eyes, "Is it enough to just say I'm sorry? Isn't that right?" Can you give back my child's life?"

The sound of her questioning knocked on her heart, making her feel more and more guilty, but at this moment, she didn't have time to pay attention to it. She was afraid that if she stayed too long, she would become obsessed and make mistakes, so she hurriedly dodged the woman's attack. The knife came out of nowhere, and went straight out the door.

The sky and the earth are still vast, but not far away, a white snowman has been piled up at some point, with two or three black heads sticking out from behind, and she notices that they are chasing each other and running far away. .

About the same age as that child... Qin Caisang's heart twitched, since she was so reluctant, how could she personally ruin other people's reluctance?

Is this fair?What is real justice?

She couldn't help frowning tightly, feeling like a mess in her heart, she couldn't figure it out no matter what, but the burning pain that had been bound up for a long time seemed to be slightly dispelled, and her ears and eyes became clear again, so she could hear To the sound of horseshoes approaching in the wind and snow.

Who is still on the road in this snowy weather?Looking into the distance, she felt that there seemed to be two bright purple spots piercing out of the whiteness.

Jiuyou.Jiuyou, who has always been at odds with her, believes that she killed Jiuyou, the young master of the sect.

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"Qin Caisang, you really are an out-and-out witch!"

"I will report back to the head, please issue a spark order, so that the world can see your true face!"

"Let everyone know?" Qin Caisang couldn't help shaking his head, "That won't work."

"Then kill them." It was a very light voice with a smile, "As long as they are all killed, no one will know what happened here."

"You are still you, the hero Qin who can do whatever he wants."

"Just do it, it's so simple."

The owner of that voice should have a childish face, but there is no human warmth in his heart. Right and wrong are all based on likes and dislikes, and all living beings treat them like ants.But the owner of that voice had already made a pile of broken bones and rotten flesh, buried under the spring, and his body was destroyed.

Qin Caisang suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked around in disbelief.

But there is nothing between the sky and the earth except the falling snow, the old fence and the chubby snowman.

"Kill them?" She repeated in a low voice, looked away, felt the pain still in her blood, but laughed softly, "It's a good idea, anyway, I don't like Jiuyou, and it's already gone For a long time."