beg for chivalry

Silence spread between the two for a long time.People were coming and going in the street, their shoulders were like clouds, and the porters carrying red sedan chairs yelled and passed by them, the chant was like thunder, deafening.But Yu Yiwei only felt that everything was dead silent, he stood there blankly, his ears buzzing, and Shui Jiujiu's words echoed in his ears over and over again.

Shui Jiujiu looked at Yu Yiwei with great interest, his eyes were cruel but gentle, as if watching a caged bird flapping its wings in vain in shock and despair.He wanted to know how a chick from the Tianshan Gate, whose heart was far from that of an evil spirit, would struggle under his pressing force every step of the way.

Although the assassins in Houtian Tower are all evil ghosts who kill like sand, they are also divided into three, six, and nine ranks.Among the five, the Ministry of Water is also regarded as an unpopular one. It is often regarded as a coward who is flirtatious, and is prone to venereal diseases, so it is dangerous to talk to them.Yu Yiwei naturally understood this truth, agreeing to Shui Shijiu would not only risk derogation of self-esteem, but also risk of getting sick.

But after a moment of silence, Yu Yiwei suddenly raised his eyes, and the two looked at each other.

"Are you... testing me?"

Yu Yiwei asked in a deep voice, a knife-like cold light burst out from those usually meek and timid eyes. "You want to know how I will react, so you deliberately say such words to test me? You want to force me to give up, and you want me to feel sour, so you ask me to have sex with you in order to save my father? "

He looked more and more aggressive, took a quick step forward, and grabbed Shui Jiujiu's shoulders.On the contrary, Shui Shijiu shivered as if he had been frightened, and flinched slightly.Yu Yiwei stared anxiously and worriedly into his eyes, and said sharply:

"Shui Nineteen, I am begging you sincerely. I have nothing left! The sect, the teacher, and the same sect, this face has long been ruined, and I don't regard myself as a human being anymore. In order to save people, I I can do anything. If you say you want to enter the torture chamber, I will enter even if you have to shed a few layers of skin; if you want me to have sex with you, I don't care!"

The fingers clasped on his shoulders suddenly tightened, Shui Jiujiu trembled slightly, Yu Yiwei's gaze was as sharp as a sharp edge, but also as fierce as a blazing fire, it seemed as if he could see his iron-hard heart from those dark pupils.This person has made up his mind, even if his body is broken to pieces.

"However, I don't want to hear you say such contemptuous things about yourself." Yu Yiwei suddenly changed the subject, with a look of sadness in his eyes, "If you really need my help, I will definitely not refuse. But if you deliberately want to test Me, then I don't think it's necessary... I... just don't ask you."

In just a moment, Yu Yiwei suddenly understood the meaning of Shui Nineteen's request.Shui Jiujiu didn't really want to help him, but wanted to tell him the most difficult request to make him give up.

The assassin just stared at him blankly for a long time, then spread his hands and smiled as if in compromise, and sighed, "I thought you were a coward like a mouse, but it doesn't seem to be the case."

Shui Jiujiu lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and when he raised his head and did not meet Yu Yi's gaze, a wry smile appeared on his face, "That's right, when you rescued me from the raging fire, you did save your own life." Don't take it seriously. To get to this point, you are no longer a person who covets life and fears death."

Yu Yiwei frowned slightly, and the burden in his heart was slightly relieved, but before he could catch his breath, Shui Jiujiu suddenly sneered and said, "However, do you know how I understand the word 'friend'? I think , Only those who truly understand each other's thoughts and think about the long-term future for him are considered friends. Even if you want him to do the cruelest thing, you must persuade him to let go. "

This remark made Yu Yi feel confused, but his heart was already faintly uneasy.Shui Nineteen patted his hand on his shoulder, and suddenly clamped him tightly with his arms.In the eyes of others, they are as close as two good brothers, but Yu Yiwei is sweating, only to hear Shui Shijiu say poisonous words in his ear:

"It's better for you to give up on your father as soon as possible. If you really want to live in the Houtianlou, then you shouldn't save him."

What does it mean?In an instant, Yu Yiwei's mind went blank.Will Shui Nineteen help him, or not?There seemed to be seven or eight buckets hanging in his heart, colliding up and down, he hesitated to turn his head to ask Shui Shijiu, but at this moment he heard a familiar voice from the street:

"Afan... Are you Afan?"

The heart beat suddenly and heavily in the chest, and every time it seemed to make a loud noise.Yu Yi's eyes shrank suddenly, the sound seemed to overwhelm the din of people, and it buzzed continuously in his ears.He slowly raised his neck and looked up to the other side of the street with disbelief.The field of vision suddenly became pale, and there was a vast expanse of white everywhere, as if covered with tulle, but the person standing in the stone alley was very clear.

It was an old man leaning on a Lingshou wooden walking stick, wearing a Jiaxing misty blue silk shirt, with a wide forehead, thin eyes, gray beard and hair, staring straight at him.Seeing Yu Yiwei looking back disappointedly, he looked at Yu Yiwei carefully from head to toe as if in a daze, scanning every inch of his body carefully, suddenly his expression became agitated, he threw the crutch to the side, and staggered up the road. Come over, murmured: "You...you are Afan. You can't be wrong, you are Afan!"

This man is his father.Yu Yi was not frightened, his hands and feet were cold, but he seemed to be nailed in place and could not move.His face was covered with a silkworm mask, just to cover up the scars, and this appearance was [-]% similar to his original appearance, so his father recognized him at a glance.

He hadn't seen his dad for a long time.Xu Yi got a son when he was old, and he loved him a lot at first, and made him lazy; later when Xu's family declined, his father saw that he was romantic and absurd, and was angry with him, so he turned him into the Tianshan Gate.During the time at Tianshan Gate, Yu Yiwei only let Fei Nu deliver letters a few times, and the father and son hadn't seen each other for several years.

Yu Yiwei shook his head in panic, and took a step back: "I...I'm not."

The suspicion in Xu Yi's eyes remained unchanged, his eyebrows twitched, and he almost burst into tears: "Why don't you! Although your face doesn't look alike, your footsteps, voice, and demeanor are exactly the same!"

The old man came forward tremblingly, reached out his hands to grab his shoulders, and asked eagerly, "Afan, I watched you grow up, and I never missed you since you came out of the womb! Why did you escape from the Tianshan Mountains, how did you learn your swordsmanship? Have you fallen behind? Why are you wearing brown clothes and wandering around the streets like a bum?"

Looking at it now, Xu Yi is really too old.His back seemed to be bent and bowed, years of star frost accumulated in the deep and shallow grooves on his face, and his black hair had also turned into gray and silver hair.

Yu Yi didn't look at his father, but felt his eyes were sore, like a lump in his throat, unable to answer.He is now the assassin of Houtianlou, and he is in such a desperate situation that he can't even call his father.Under Xu Yi's eager gaze, he retreated steadily, backing away with a pale face.

"...I'm really not, you have identified the wrong person, I don't recognize you!"

Xu Yi was heartbroken, and called repeatedly, "Afan! What are you pretending to be! Are you still angry with father? I was a little too hasty back then, and I was determined to send you to Tianshan to learn swordsmanship, but it was really for your sake. I don't want to disappoint your mother under the spring, her greatest wish in this life is to make you a man and become a talent, not to see you muddle along and fall into evil ways..."

Seeing the gray-haired Xu Yi approaching at every step, Yu Yiwei shook his head again and again, his trembling lips were speechless, and he felt like a knife was piercing his heart.He couldn't recognize himself as Xu Fan, if he recognized him now, it would only kill him and his father!

At this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of two people sliding out of the shadows in the stone alley without making a sound.

The two men were dressed in ordinary brown cloth clothes, but their eyes were cold.They approached the old man quietly, with the corner of the black and shiny crossbow arrows exposed from their sleeves.Suddenly, Yu Yiwei's heart trembled violently—they were the Houtianlou assassins who were ordered to clear the gate. They found Xu's family in order to drive out "Yu Yiwei" and his relatives and friends from the Tianshan Gate!

Fear was like a frenzy, instantly swallowing him into the turbulent waves.Yu Yiwei's mind went blank: Should he rush forward and fight those two assassins to the death, or watch his father get killed?

The former will definitely lead to his identity being exposed, as long as one assassin pulls the blower, all the assassins will rush here, turning the entire long street into a sea of ​​blood.But how could he helplessly watch his father being killed?He entered the Tianshan Gate to practice swordsmanship. Although he didn't want to be famous, he also wanted not to be bullied.Later, he peeled off half of his face and entered the Houtian Tower, also wanting to protect those close to him, and just sit back and watch the past twenty years of life and hard work go to waste.

"Afan, why don't you talk and look at me? Did your father make you sad?" Xu Yi looked at him uneasily, babbling over some past words.

The palms of the hands were sweaty and sticky, which made people panic.The two assassins quietly raised their hands, aiming the black crossbow at his father's heart.Yu Yiwei's hair stood on end, unable to think deeply for a moment, he put his hand on the whistle stick decisively.

He wanted to draw his sword here and kill the two Houtianlou assassins in an instant.

Can it work?According to his strength, probably not.This move can be described as dangerous and dangerous, once it falls, there is no room for change.But Yu Yi had no choice, he gritted his teeth, planning to kill a sea of ​​blood from the assassins in Houtianlou even if his limbs were broken and his body was wounded, and he took his father away from here.

But at that moment.

An iron dart flew out from the side and sank deeply into Xu Yi's neck.

The iron dart flew at star speed, only carved a cold light in people's eyes, and knocked the old man to the ground.Before the old man with gray temples could yell loudly, a pair of hands covered his throat, choking all his voice.

Shui Nineteen gently put Xu Yi down, leaning against the side of the stone steps.His hand was clutching Xu Yi's throat, and blood was flowing between his fingers.It was he who shot suddenly, and drove the iron dart into the old man's throat before the two assassins could make a move.

The Houtianlou Assassin was really good at assassination, and he did it silently.The people parading the streets were laughing and laughing, and never moved their eyes to a few of them.Xu Yi closed his eyes softly, and sat on the stone steps as if he was asleep. If it weren't for the blood stains on his neck, he would look like an old man dozing off.

In an instant, it seemed that something broke down from the bottom of my heart.Yu Yiwei stood in a daze, the whistle stick in his hand slipped, made a crisp sound on the ground, and spun around a few times.

"So I advise you, it's better to give up earlier. You can't be an ordinary person here in Houtianlou. Once you are bound, you will die sooner." Shui Shijiu straightened Li Xuyi's lapel, and pulled Covered by blood, he stood up and whispered in Yu Yiwei's ear.The laughter was low, like a successful evil spirit.

"In this way, even if the person you value the most dies, you won't be so sad."