The white clothes of the mountains and rivers are still as old as before

"Old White!"

"Owner!"

It took two calls before the two opponents withdrew their hands.

Bai Yi let go of Zhou Zishu's waist, and put it on his wrist to feel his pulse. After investigating, he found that his problem was not very serious, and he felt a little at ease. Then he looked at the young man in white who had just fought against him.

"Why is it you again?" Bai Yi frowned, thinking why is there him everywhere?

"Just passing by by chance, why can't it be me?" Wen Kexing's hands covered in his wide sleeves trembled.He sighed secretly, but said with a smile on his face: "Brother, you are very skillful."

"Are you okay?" Zhou Zishu looked at Bai Yi.

"fine."

Without much arguing with this strange pair of masters and servants, Baiyi walked towards the dying old man Li, took him from Zhang Chengling's hand, and continued to heal his injuries. Zhou Zishu also followed. Zhang Chengling looked at Baiyi, his face pale and trembling He asked awkwardly, "Uncle...uncle...where are my father and brother? How are my father and the others?"

Bai Yi's words were on his lips, but he couldn't bear to speak directly to this young boy.

After parting with them, Bai Yi hurried back to Jinghu Villa, only to see that the village was full of flames, ruined walls, corpses lying here and there, blood stained the ground black and red.He searched around, but there was no trace of a stranger in the village.Only the scorching sound of crackling flames.

Unwilling to give up, Bai Yi searched again.When I found the main hall I passed by during the day, I suddenly heard a strange noise.He knocked and tapped in the messy hall, and finally found a secret room.

With a creaking sound, the bloody smell that hit his face as soon as the secret room door opened made him frown. Two distorted corpses of young men lay in the small room.There is also a middle-aged man who is still breathing, and he must have made the movement that attracted the white clothes.

"Hero Zhang!?" Bai Yi stepped forward, Zhang Yusen already exhaled more air than breathed in, his limbs were twisted, his fingers were severed, and there were countless stab wounds, some of which were so deep that the bones could be seen, his whole body was paralyzed like a gourd of blood On the ground, there is no way to recover.

Bai Yi squatted down slowly in front of him, his pupils had already dilated, looking for the direction of the voice, his eyes moved slightly, and a "ho ho" sound came out of his throat.

Zhang Yusen managed to see the person in front of him clearly, and murmured weakly, "...I...my son...hoho..."

"Young master has been rescued, you should be with my companion now." Bai Yi knew what he wanted to ask, seeing that he was dying, he simply told him to make him feel at ease.

"I... in my arms... have... ho ho... for him..." Zhang Yusen said with the last bit of strength.

Bai Yi reached into his lapel and took out a blood-soaked jade wrench, which dripped on his hand.

"Please...protect...hoho...protect his...life...please!" Zhang Yusen stared at Bai Yi as if he was grasping a life-saving straw, and the strong emotion revealed in his cloudy pupils hurt him.

"Okay...!" He agreed simply, this person can be regarded as half of his "old friend", perhaps it was the loving heart entrusted to the orphan when he was dying, which brought back some long-term memories of him, and the white clothes made a promise. this commitment.

Seeing that he agreed, Zhang Yusen swallowed his last breath, slowly closed his eyes, and finally passed away.

As soon as Bai Yi put away the bodies of the father and son, he felt a throbbing.

As a sword spirit, he had a very strong connection with the sword holder. He noticed that something was wrong with Zhou Zishu, and seeing that there was no life around him, he simply turned into a wisp of sword and flashed out.

Then there was the scene just now.

Zhang Chengling pressed him, but he still didn't know how to tell this child.

Here Old Man Li was dying, Wen Kexing took two steps forward to take his pulse, shook his head, walked around behind him without saying a word, and continued his luck with Bai Yi.

Uncle Li tugged at Zhou Zishu's clothes, and said weakly: "You made me two trips on the overlord's boat, and you owed me six qian, and you have to pay it back..."

Zhou Zishu squatted down and said, "What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to take this child..." He grabbed Zhang Chengling's hand: "It's safe and sound... to Zhao Jing of the Five Lakes League!"

"Uncle Li, I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving!" Zhang Chengling panicked, tears streaming down his face.

"Stupid child, your father just taught you so well... from now on... from now on cough cough..." Old Uncle Li reluctantly stood up and stared at Zhou Zishu: "Consumption ghost, what's your name?"

"My name is...Zhou Xu." Zhou Zishu only hesitated for a moment before returning him.

Bai Yi looked at Zhou Zishu, and Wen Kexing, who was sitting next to him, was practicing martial arts.His eyes turned between the two of them, and his eyes were deep.

"Zhou Xu...Okay! Silly boy, hurry up and kowtow, you have to listen to him from now on!" Seeing Zhang Chengling's panicked expression, Old Uncle Li hurriedly pulled him. "Knock!"

Zhang Chengling knelt down facing Zhou Zishu and kowtowed heavily: "Uncle Zhou..."

"Okay...Zhou Xu, after receiving this head...you have to be loyal!" Uncle Li said intermittently: "I...I remember your name, there is a god three feet above your head! If you regret it in the future, Lao Tzu In the underworld, I will also scold your ancestors for eighteen generations!!!" Laughing loudly, Old Man Li swallowed his breath.

Wen Kexing withdrew his hand, and the white clothes caught the old man's collapsed body, feeling exhausted and powerless.

Amid the young man's heartbroken cries, Zhou Zishu closed Li Bo's angry eyes.With a low sigh: "I promise you are..."

The author has something to say:

This chapter sent off many people, with a heavy heart.

The two of Zhou and Bai were left alone. I don't know if the two of them were destined, or they got together because of bad luck...

The starting point man advocated that Chengling should be escorted by another master. Ling can't live without Chengling, and the platoon must be enough.