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"Okay, then let's go inside quickly and see what Brother Hua is doing in the Martial Hall."

Hua Fan rallied quickly, dragged Ning Cheng and rushed into the Martial Hall.

"Wait, Huapan, there are traps inside—"

Before Ning Cheng finished speaking, Hua Fan happily lifted his foot and stepped on the marble floor.All the stone doors in the hall were open, presumably it was Xuehua who opened the mechanism.

However, that's not the point...

As Hua Fan strode forward, there were ominous crackling sounds from all around, and several iron arrows popped out from the zenith in an instant, and they shot towards the two of them quickly.

"Hua Pan, stop quickly! You should follow the cases on the right!" Ning Cheng yelled in a panic as he narrowly avoided several arrowheads flying towards him.

"Oh, is that so? So what we are going to enter is the Xuanwu Cave?"

Hua Fan spoke unhurriedly, as if the rain of arrows that fell had nothing to do with him.

Ning Cheng was a little annoyed: "Where did Xuanwu come from? The engraving on it is clearly a turtle—no, anyway, we are going to the second door on the right, the one with the unicorn totem!"

While speaking, Ning Cheng dodged a few more iron arrows.He freed Hua Fan's hand and dodged to the table on the right.

"Oh, that's why I don't want to come to Wudian."

Hua Fan ignored the arrows flying towards her, just raised her hand and flicked her fingers.

With a clear sound, several peach blossoms appeared on the tip of the arrowhead, which prevented them from moving any further.

So there is this trick?Then why didn't you just use it!

Ning Cheng watched someone walk straight to Lin Gate with his head held high.

"Okay, Brother Ning, have you seen enough? If you don't come here again, I'll change my mind and go back."

"I'm going over here."

Ning Cheng responded, and walked to Hua Fan's side following the route he walked last time.He took big steps, and soon reached the end of the corridor, and stepped into the stone room.

However, as soon as he entered the stone room, Ning Cheng felt a cold killing intent.He was startled, and subconsciously took a step back, causing Hua Fan to grunt in dissatisfaction.

"I say it again, take off your mask!"

Xuehua stood by the corridor, the small bag in his hand fell to the ground, and the medicine bottle inside rolled to the ground.Veins appeared on his face, the corners of his lips trembled slightly, and his hands clenched tightly into fists.

Standing opposite him was Ling You with his shirt off.He was still wearing a mask on the lower half of his face, and most of the sackcloth strips on his body had been removed, probably on the way to change the dressing, he was bumped into by Xuehua.

What, is Mr. Xuepan here to find fault?

Ning Cheng looked at the two people who were clearly confronting each other, feeling a little confused.

Hua Fan also seemed to realize that the atmosphere was not right, so he walked over to Xue Hua's side and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Hua, why are you being so cruel to him? Anyway, you are here to visit a sick person, so why make things difficult for the injured."

As she said that, Hua Fan waved her hand, and the medicine bottles scattered on the ground floated into the air and moved to the table.

"Don't worry about it."

Xue Hua almost squeezed these three words out between his teeth.He clapped Hua Fan's hands, and walked towards Ling You step by step, and the latter glanced at the medicine bottles, then turned his face away.

"I said, if I see you again, I will kill you. Do you think you can hide from my eyes by wearing a mask!"

Seeing this, Hua busy smoothed things over: "Brother Hua, why are you shouting for beatings and killing? Does this brother have a grudge against you..."

He glanced at Ling You's face, and his expression suddenly froze.

"Wait, you are..."

Xuehua shouted angrily: "It's none of your business here! Get out of here!"

He glared at the person in front of him, his eyes wide open: "Okay, you haven't heard anything about you these years, and I thought you were dead. I never thought that you were hiding under my nose."

Ling You didn't reply.He lowered his head, reached out and grabbed the clothes on the side, and quickly put them on his body.

Following Ling You's movements, Ning Cheng saw a terrifying scratch on his left arm.

That scar looks familiar, as if the sword energy is still steaming on it, dripping with blood...

In a blink of an eye, Ning Cheng finally understood why when he saw Ling You for the first time, he felt familiar.

This half-hidden military envoy turned out to be another person who survived the Hualin massacre, the son of the Lin family back then—Lin Li.

Inside the Qilin Hall, there was a lingering murderous aura and suffocating silence.

Ning Cheng glanced at the other three people in the hall, feeling unreal for a moment.

So, Ling You... is the former Lin Li?Did he hide his name and hide his appearance in order to avoid Mr. Xuejian?

No, if he really wanted to hide, why didn't he just leave Sulan and live in seclusion outside the city?

Ning Cheng was thinking secretly, but Ling You was the one who broke the silence first.He removed the mask on his face, revealing a face that was still delicate, but with many vicissitudes.

"Hua Yin, Hua Fan, long time no see."

Xuehua said angrily: "Who wants to meet you!"

Seeing the face belonging to "Lin Li", Xuehua seemed to be unable to bear it anymore.He stepped forward abruptly, and with a wave of his sleeve, the sharp penis shot out like rain.

Ling You seemed to have expected Xuehua to do this, and quickly turned to the side to avoid the opponent's attack.

Perhaps because of the serious injury on his body, he staggered a little bit, with a few traces of pain on his face.

"Hua Yin, I don't want to fight with you. If you don't want to see me, I'll just leave."

Xuehua shouted: "Willing or not, it's up to you!"

Seeing another wave of attacks coming, Ling You couldn't dodge in time, so he just grabbed the sword on the table and swung it at his writing brush with the scabbard.

With the sound of metal crashing, pen holders bounced out, and then fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Xuehua's eyes became even more angry.He shouted: "Why, aren't you used to bows and arrows? It's nothing more than changing your name and surname, but you still forget your ancestors?"

Hua Fan said: "Brother Hua, calm down first. Brother Lin is seriously injured, don't..."

"Shut up! If you don't get out, I'll beat you too!"

Ling You gripped the scabbard tightly, but didn't intend to draw the sword.He nodded to Huafan, and said, "Huafan, this is between me and him. Take Brother Ning and leave, and leave us alone."

Hua Fan said anxiously: "How can I ignore it? Your stomach is still bleeding, at least let someone treat it first—"

Ling You smiled faintly, and said: "It's okay, I'm used to it. Go out first, it won't be good if you get affected later."

Xuehua's chest was filled with anger, the coldness between his brows was gone.He opened his hand, and the porcelain vase on the table began to stir restlessly, then soared into the air, and struck forward.

"Do you still have room to care about others? Or do you really think I won't kill you?"

He was angry in his heart, but he didn't miss his head.All those porcelain bottles hit Ling You's heart, causing a bruise in an instant;

The sharp hairs that followed directly penetrated Ling You's body and hit the stone wall, making a buzzing sound.

"Shh-"

Blood splattered on the stone wall in large swaths.Ling You was startled, looked down at the cut on the right chest, and said, "Hua Yin, you..."

Xuehua didn't seem to expect that Ling You would not dodge, and was slightly stunned, while Hua Fan flashed in front of Ling You in an instant, and helped the limp person up.

"Brother Lin, how are you doing?"

Hua Fan tapped a few places on Ling You's body, temporarily stopping the bleeding.He raised his head and shouted: "Brother Hua, do you really want to be so heartless? What happened back then has nothing to do with Brother Lin. He is a victim of the murder just like you!"

Hearing this, Xuehua frowned, and a sternness flashed in his eyes: "It has nothing to do with it? The fire that burned down the Huafu could only be set by the people of the Lin family. The Lin family ruined my family. Is it possible that I want to To seek revenge, do you have to agree to it?"

"You were not the only one who lost your family! Brother Lin also lost his own relatives on that day, not to mention that although Uncle Lin created the "Mie Yan", it was not necessarily the Lin family who used it back then! "

Hua Fan was very angry.He entrusted Ling You to Ning Cheng behind him, and walked towards Xuehua.

"It's been 12 years, don't tell me, you never thought about such a simple truth? You searched the whole city to find Brother Lin's whereabouts, is it really to find him and kill him?"

There was a trace of panic on Xuehua's face, but he still spoke abruptly: "Otherwise? Today I will kill him and settle all grievances!"

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, a five-finger red mark appeared on Xuehua's left face.

Hua Fan raised her hands high and shouted angrily: "Brother Hua, how long are you going to deceive yourself and others! You have already regretted it in your heart, haven't you? You insisted on killing him because you wanted to destroy him. Or destroy yourself?"

Xuehua was shocked all over, and said: "I..."

Hua Fan said: "You asked him why he didn't use a bow and arrow? Your sword strike back then was really good. It's normal for a young man to act violently in a fit of anger.

But have you ever thought about how that sword can see through his bones and directly break his tendons, how can he have the strength to pull a hard bow that weighs several stones? "

"Hua Fan, stop talking...cough!"

Ling You seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, and vomited a mouthful of blood.Ning Cheng supported him, but he couldn't do what he wanted, so he could only kneel down with Ling You.

"Brother Lin!"

Seeing this, Hua Fan didn't care about arguing with Xuehua, and immediately rushed to Ling You.He put his hands above Ling You's chest, closed his eyes and chanted a mantra, and channeled his spiritual power over.

Ning Cheng supported Ling You, blood dripped from the corner of the latter's mouth like beads, and the wound on his body seemed to be split open, bleeding out continuously.He gritted his teeth, beads of sweat hung on his forehead, and his face began to turn pale.

"Hua Fan...forget it...don't waste your efforts..."

Hua Fan said: "Don't talk. Brother Ning, I don't know how to cure spells. You should contact Brother Feng quickly and let him come here."

Ning Cheng responded, and hurriedly cast the Lianyin Curse.But he transmitted the sound several times in a row, but it seemed like a stone had disappeared and there was no response.

"Hua Pan, it seems that there is no way to communicate with the outside world here. I will go out of the hall to find Feng Shu, and come here as soon as possible."

Ning Cheng just stood up, but was stopped by Hua Fan: "Brother Ning, forget it."

Hua Fan gritted her teeth and said, "Brother Hua, do you really want him to die?"

Xuehua had been standing there before, but when he heard this, his eyes moved down and fixed on Ling You.

"I……"

Hua Fan sternly said, "Hua Yin!"

Xuehua bit her lower lip tightly, bleeding from her fists.He swung a punch violently and hit the stone wall, then quickly knelt down beside Ling You and cast a healing spell.

"Hua Yin, you..."

Xuehua said: "Shut up!"

Ling You bent the corner of his mouth and said, "I... sorry, until now... I haven't found out... the real culprit... I dare not see you..."

A vein popped out between Xuehua's forehead, but the movements of his hands were non-stop.He clenched his teeth and said in a deep voice, "If you don't want to die, just shut up."

Ling You smiled wryly: "I'm afraid if I don't say anything... I really won't have a chance... I wanted to leave...but I really...really..."

He took a breath, raised his hand with difficulty, and grabbed Xuehua's wrist.

"I'm really worried about you..."

The white soft light flickered for a while, and then became blazing.

"I will not let you die. If you die, I will never forgive you."

With a dark face, Xuehua moved Ling You's hand away.He seemed to have regained some sanity, the anger on his face had faded, and his voice had returned to its coldness.

Ling You coughed a few times, and just about to speak, her eyes suddenly became loose, and her whole body went limp.

Hua Fan beside him was very anxious, and said: "Brother Hua, hurry up!"

Xuehua gritted her teeth, and said, "I know. Give me some spiritual power, and you..."

He glanced at Ning Cheng, and said, "Help... this person well. If you can't do it, just roll away and cool off."

Ning Cheng hurriedly supported Ling You, watched Hua Fan sit down beside Xuehua, closed his eyes and conveyed the spiritual flow.Xuehua pursed her lips tightly, and the white light in her hand was even worse, continuously sinking into Ling You's body.

——If I had known this, I should have accepted the spirit fox yesterday.

Ning Cheng regretted it in his heart, but if he wanted to look for it now, it might be too late.He pressed Ling You's shoulders, keeping him in a sitting position, and receiving the healing spell from Xue Hua.

"cough……"

Ling You coughed, spat out a mouthful of black blood, opened her willow-like eyes for a while, and then closed them again.

"Brother Lin!"

Hua Fan shouted, but did not dare to interrupt the transmission of spiritual power.Xue Huaxiu beside him frowned, her lips were pursed into a line, trembling slightly.

Ning Cheng supported Ling You, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

——If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind and the sad painting fan?

In this world, how many people hurt each other because of misunderstanding?Or because of this, they parted ways and never saw each other again?

Maybe there are some things, and in the end, it is impossible to tell who is right and who is wrong.

However, in the face of life and death, is right or wrong really that important?

The author has something to say:

The title of this article is taken from "Mulan Flower Order? Imitating Ancient Jue Ci" written by Nalan Xingde (Nalan Rongruo), a poet in the Qing Dynasty, and the first sentence of the word is also quoted in the article.

The original text is as follows:

If life is just like first sight, what's the matter of autumn wind painting a fan?

Waiting for leisure to change but the old people's mind, but the old people's mind is easy to change.

Lishan language stopped the night for a while, tears, rain, and Lin Ling did not complain.

How Bo Xing Jin Yilang, wishing the same day.