beg for chivalry

The chariots and horses traveled intermittently for more than ten days, and every time they reached a mountain post, the assassins would change heads and start on the road.Although the assassins talked and laughed with each other occasionally, they were often silent. They only talked a little bit about recent events when they lighted a fire in the forest at night and passed a cup of wine.

There was dead silence in the mountain post, only the creaking and rustling of Luoshapo.It's early summer, and the tarpaulins exposed to the sun during the day are still hot at night, and the heat in the carport is steaming.Yu Yiwei absent-mindedly fanned the carriage with a sunflower fan. He is not used to gathering with assassins at night, and if he sleeps under a tree, he will be drenched in dew and octopus urine. There are many flowers and mosquitoes in the bushes, so lie down for a while I will get up with a big bag, so I will still sneak back to the car to take a nap.

He was a little lost and didn't know how to face Yu Bingzi.After changing the medicine for the wound on the face several times, it was still itchy, as if it had been itching all the way to the bottom of my heart.Yu Yiwei fanned the floor of the car to make it slightly cool, lay down and stared at the roof of the car absent-mindedly.

There seemed to be Yu Bingzi's angry eyes in front of her eyes, "...killing evil spirits!" Her yelling and cursing lingered in her ears and lingered for a long time.Yu Yiwei tossed and turned, unable to close his eyes like a thorn in his heart.Faced with this reprimand, he was suddenly speechless.He was the one who abandoned Yu Zhixu back then, and in order to save his life he killed Yu Jichou and Huo Qiqi, two Houtianlou assassins, his hands were indeed stained with blood, and he could no longer lift the sword of Tianshan Gate.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the nearby caravan, and several Maza sedan chairs were smashed out of the tarpaulin and rolled on the ground.

Yu Yiwei was closing his eyes drowsily, when an assassin suddenly lifted the tarpaulin above his head, a gust of suffocating heat rushed in, like a warm current pouring over his head.The assassin patted his copper face and said:

"Huo Shiqi, come here."

Yu Yiwei didn't dare to delay, got up in a hurry, and jumped out of the caravan in a hurry.In a daze, he accidentally hooked his feet and stumbled a few steps on the ground.

He followed the assassin to the car where Yu Bingzi was, and the assassin turned to him and asked, "The girl from the Mu family is quite noisy inside. I heard that you watched her for several hours a few days ago. What do you have?" Is there any way to make her obedient?"

After hearing these words, Yu Yiwei breathed a sigh of relief.It seems that Yu Bingzi is a character who even these gangsters have to serve respectfully, and he is not even willing to give her the sweat medicine.

"Is there a way... I can't say it," Yu Yiwei laughed, "but let me sit with her for a while, and it will be fine if we don't know if we have friendship."

The assassin was silent for a while, then lifted the tarpaulin and motioned him to enter the carport. "...you go."

Yu Yiwei stooped into the caravan, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw two assassins sitting in the front room, each holding a wine cup, pouring jujube wine and playing finger games.The flames of the lamp flickered, reflecting two hideous copper faces.Yu Yiwei's other eye was being wrapped in cotton gauze, and he couldn't see anything, so he had to turn his head to the rear of the car to take a look.I saw an assassin hiding in the darkness, silently wiping the ashes off the torch, and a row of brass pistol pipes spread out on his knees, shining brightly in the moonlight.

It was stuffy in the carport, and the occasional gusts of wind that flowed in were like boiling soup, wrapping the hot and dry skin.Yu Yi didn't go in with the lamp in hand, this carport is much more grand than his, and he doesn't have to be shy when he gets in.

As soon as he raised his head, he suddenly saw a skirt tied to the edge of the scaffold, twisted into a rope, swinging leisurely.Yu Bingzi was holding the twisted loop of the skirt in his hand, slipped his neck into it, and looked at him with a pair of dark eyes in surprise.

Yu Bingzi is looking for death.She wanted to hang herself!

All of a sudden, there was a bang of thunder in Yu Yiwei's head.He rushed forward crazily, and when he started, he was faster than he thought, and he drew out his short sword to cut off the plain white skirt.

"What are you doing!" Yu Yiwei roared with anger and horror filling his mind.

The little junior sister was startled at first, and then she scolded, "What am I doing, does it have anything to do with you?"

Yu Yiwei's eyes were reddened, he was trembling all over, and there was only a mixed feeling in his heart, he immediately grabbed Yu Bingzi's shoulders and asked forcefully: "Did you just want to seek death? Do you not want to live anymore!"

"Are you the one who wrote the book of life and death? What does my life and death have to do with you?" Yu Bingzi waved his hand vigorously, with tears in his eyes, crying heartbreakingly.Yu Yiwei felt as if the back of his hand had been crushed by a boulder, and because he had been stabbed by Shui Jiuyi's sword earlier, blood gushed out immediately, and the cotton gauze was soaked in spots.

Perhaps it was because she thought that since she was about to fall into the hands of Hou Tianlou and be used by the evil spirits, and seeing the heavy casualties of her fellow disciples, she had the idea of ​​committing suicide.Yu Yi didn't think of this, and couldn't help feeling sour in his heart.

He pressed down Yu Bingzi silently, pushed her on the horse stool in the corner, folded the skirt and put it in his arms.

"Go away!" Yu Bingzi glared at him, and then began to struggle and cry again.

Yu Yi was speechless, and after a long pause, said: "...you can't die."

The little junior sister raised her eyebrows for a moment, and stared straight at him.Yu Yiwei seemed to be able to see her chilling heart through those black jade-like eyes, she burst into tears, and tremblingly said: "I am living as a ghost waiting for Tianlou, ignoring the conscience of the world, and I am still waiting for you. It's better to die and be quiet!"

"No, you can't die." Yu Yiwei only felt that he was clumsy in speech, so he could only shake his head and pressed her hand in shock.He couldn't tell a reason why Houtianlou's assassins didn't let her seek death. Houtianlou only wanted Yu Bingzi from Mu's family to obediently make medicine for them.And he never wanted Yu Bingzi to die in front of him, he could no longer be ashamed of Zhi Xu.

The two twitched for a while, Yu Yiwei suddenly saw tears welling up in Yu Bingzi's eyes, suddenly covered his face with his hands, and lost his voice in grief.She was crying so sadly, her sobs were low, but her voice was like crying blood, cutting her heart like a knife.

After a long time, Yu Bingzi asked tremblingly, "Hi, you."

At this time, there were only the two of them in the carport, and a few strands of snow-white moonlight leaked from the tarpaulin, drawing the outline of her pretty face soaked in tears.Insects were buzzing all around, Yu Yiwei suddenly raised his head and bumped into her mournful eyes.

"Where are you taking me? What do you want me to do?" Her eyes were as cold as autumn frost, calm but alienated, "Who are you?"

Yu Yi didn't hang his head, there seemed to be a sudden surge of melancholy in his heart, and there was a little bit of sadness in his numbness.Seeing that Yu Bingzi had calmed down a little, he sat in the dark and sighed several times.

"Take you back to Houtianlou." After a long time, he spoke with difficulty.

Yu Bingzi looked directly at him: "I know, what about the next question?"

"You are from the Mu family, you were born in Wanyi Valley, and you hold a strange prescription in your hand, so Houtianlou will naturally covet you." Yu Yiwei said slowly while recalling what he overheard that night.Seemingly unreasonable and chaotic thoughts linger in his heart, it is ridiculous to say that he is from Tianshanmen, but he has to pretend to be the assassin of Houtianlou.Even in front of Yu Bingzi, it is difficult to get rid of the ghost face.

There was a heart-wrenching itching sensation from the wound, Yu Yiwei scratched her knee unconsciously, if the junior sister really saw the crippled face under her bronze face, she would be frightened out of her wits.Thinking of this, he shrank his head in inferiority.

Yu Bingzi shook his head, "I'm talking about the last question."

Her dark and bright eyes moved towards him, making him feel as if he was facing an ice abyss in an instant, but there seemed to be some hope in her calmness. "Who are you? Your voice... seems familiar. Where have I seen you?"

For a moment, Yu Yiwei was stunned.It was unknown whether it was joy or sadness that flooded into his heart like a sea tide and drowned him.He stared blankly at Yu Bingzi, across the ferocious impermanent bird face, before he could speak, tears rolled down his eyes before he knew it.Salty tears flowed into the bloody wound, bringing pain like split liver and gallbladder.

He seemed to have caught a glimpse of himself in Yu Bingzi's bright pupils.He was dressed in black night clothes, with a sharp beak and sharp teeth on the face of an impermanent bird, and the eyes behind the copper face glowed with a glimmer of light, like a cunning and ferocious bird.

"I'm……"

Looking at Yu Bingzi's beautiful face, he suddenly felt that everything seemed unreal.It seems like yesterday he was still talking to his disciples in Tianshan Mountain, chatting and practicing with Yuzhi Xu.But now he seems to have no place to return to in this world, standing here wearing a ghost mask and bearing a blood feud.

There seemed to be a voice clamoring in my heart: Tell her, I am Yu Yiwei and I am Xu Fan.In order to save you, I can risk my life like a ghost and cut off my own face.

But in an instant he was ashamed of himself by his own thoughts.Everything was just his wishful thinking, he was just a cowardly fool, but he was afraid that if he could not escape, Hou Tianlou would kill him, so he used the sword to destroy his face.

Yu Yiwei slightly raised his sore neck, and from the corner of his eye for a moment, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a small gap where the tarpaulin was not covered.He glanced quietly again, but saw that the folds of the tarpaulin seemed to be pinched between two fingers.Someone is eavesdropping on their conversation.The assassin sitting on the back of the car stopped wiping the torch, watching their actions from the crack.

The little junior sister was waiting for his answer. In the flickering candlelight, her eyes were vacant and calm, like floating weeds in a shower, they floated away instantly when touched.Yu Yi nodded without hesitation, finally closed his eyes with an inaudible sigh, and spoke.

"...I am Fire Seventeen."

Yu Yi didn't stand up, just seeing a few crystal clear teardrops remaining on Yu Bingzi's cheeks, subconsciously wanted to wipe them away, but suddenly stopped moving.He lowered his head, not daring to look at her again, and said heavily and slowly, "Miss, take care, I will wait behind the tent, and come as soon as I hear."

Yu Bingzi raised his head to look at him, and asked very gently and slowly: "What if I... seek death again?"

This girl has a temperament that is far stronger than her soft and playful appearance, if she wants to do everything possible to kill herself, she can indeed do it.

The skirt hidden in her arms seemed to be burning hot.Yu Yi didn't clenched his fists tightly, so he could only swallow the mixed feelings and bitterness in his stomach.

He squatted down, stared at her seriously and said:

"...At that time, tell me first, I will die with you."