Embrace the blade

"Is there anything you want to say to him?" Yin Huaishu asked Ruan Ning in Ruan Ning's ear. He held Ruan Ning and stood on one side of the eaves, with a horizontal sword hanging in front of her neck. His tone seemed full of chatter, "I can I'll give you a chance to say goodbye."

Ruan Ning focused on looking down, Qin Zheng ran into the courtyard, his footsteps were still unsteady, he seemed to be injured and ran too fast, he pushed open the door and looked around, panting violently while holding on to the door frame, then hung down dejectedly He shook his head and slammed his clenched hands on the door hard.

She tried to imagine Qin Zheng's expression at this moment, but suddenly found that she had no clue. The two had been arguing coldly over the years, and they had hardly looked at each other's faces. What she was most familiar with was staring at Qin Zheng's back from afar. .

"There's no need to say goodbye." Ruan Ning replied, her gaze never moving away from Qin Zheng who was looking around, "I'm tired of seeing him, I have nothing to say."

"Really?" Yin Huaishu said, "But I saw you waiting for a table of meals last night, it doesn't seem like you hate seeing him."

Ruan Ning didn't answer.

Yin Huaishu sighed, and said persuasively, "There are already so many regrets in the world. If there is love, wouldn't it be a pity to miss it?"

"What a pity?" Ruan Ning smiled lightly, her voice full of self-mockery and sarcasm, "I loved him so much back then, he said he wanted to marry me and take care of me, my brother died, I was obviously distraught, However, I still couldn't help but feel a little joy in my heart. But now it seems that I might as well miss it."

I still remember that when she first got married, she was full of joy. After uncovering the red hijab, she changed her wedding clothes and went to wash her hands to make soup. In the middle of the night, under the red candle, Qin Zheng took a sip and praised him. Cooking it for him was indeed a good time to raise eyebrows.

However, good fortune tricks people, but at this moment, they want to reveal the truth quietly for her.

About half a year after the marriage, Qin Zheng received an invitation to a Jianghu competition, and he happily went to the appointment for a month. Although Ruan Ning was bored at home alone, he was able to get by.But a servant in the house suddenly fell ill, with high fever and convulsions. When the doctor came in a hurry, his limbs were stiff and he was suffocated to death.The old doctor had a lot of experience. After hearing the symptoms, he asked the servant if he had a wound on his body. Others told him that he had scratched it when chopping wood a few days ago. Because the hatchet was stained with dirt, it always took a few days before it broke out.

She ordered someone to send the old doctor away, but Ruan Ning stood in front of the corpse for a long time unable to regain her senses.She thought of her elder brother Ruan Xiao, whose death pattern was exactly the same as that of this servant, and Ruan Xiao did have a scar from a few days ago, which was scratched by Qin Zheng's spear during the parting sparring.

People in the Jianghu were thinking about Jianghu affairs. At that time, the Tianmen Sect believed that someone had poisoned Ruan Xiao, but now all the clues corresponded one by one. She almost instantly confirmed that Ruan Xiao died because of Qin Zheng, but there was no evidence. Just a guess.

So this guess turned into a seed and was buried in her heart, and countless poisonous vines grew to trap her and tear her into two pieces, one half was in pain and resentment, and the other half was justifying Qin Zheng.She didn't know how to face Qin Zheng, she couldn't put on a nonchalant expression, let alone drag Qin Zheng into the abyss of remorse, and finally turned into a weird and unpredictable look.

And Qin Zheng was baffled, and mistakenly thought that Ruan Ning had been left out in the cold during the month away, so he made up his mind to get out of the Jianghu from now on, never to accept any invitations, and just stay by her side.

Abandoning the thoughts of roaming the rivers and lakes, trapped in a corner of Qiancheng, he is not free, and she is not happy.After ten years of suffering day by day, the feelings faded away little by little, and finally turned from husband and wife into a pair of resentful couples.

"You have to think clearly, if you continue to be stubborn like this, Qin Zheng will have no choice but to die." Yin Huaishu meaningfully looked towards the outside of the courtyard wall.Ruan Ning then turned her head alertly, and saw the darkness outside the courtyard wall, the streets and alleys outside the mansion were all occupied by the men in black from the Prajna Sect, they surrounded the mansion heavily, and they could enter at any time with an order.

"What do you want?" Ruan Ning glared at him.

"Simple, take out your attitude of defending Qin Zheng in front of everyone that day, and tell him that you have always loved him and wanted him well, but you just couldn't find a way, and now you feel regretful."

"You instigated that Taoist priest to bring people to the mansion to make trouble behind your back?" Ruan Ning grasped the key.

Yin Huaishu was quite surprised, and simply admitted generously: "So what?"

Ruan Ning struggled for a bit, and was immediately pressed tightly against her throat by the long sword, and she continued to ask unabatedly: "What do you want after all your efforts?!"

This movement immediately attracted Qin Zheng's attention. He turned to this corner of the roof and yelled loudly: "Monster, let go of my wife, if you dare to hurt her at all, I will pay with your life!"

"Look, he is in pain now, just a little push can make him angry." Yin Huaishu grabbed her collar tightly, "You have no choice. Speak!"

"Qin Zheng!" Ruan Ning had to look down at the person below, but said loudly, "Listen, the thing I regret most in my life is marrying you. The separation between you and me as husband and wife ends here, and the torture can be ended. , everyone is happy!"

Qin Zheng's eyes were full of shock and pain, and he stared at her in disbelief: "Do you actually hate me so far..."

"Also, remember, you and I will make a clean break here. The previous debts are all cleared. It's just that we have never met each other in this life! From now on, whether you go wandering in the world, or marry and remarry, you can do whatever you want, and I have nothing to do with it." !" The more Ruan Ning spoke, the happier she became, as if she hadn't had such a good time for many years, a smile appeared on her face, "Of course, it has nothing to do with you if I die today, I don't want you..."

Yin Huaishu was already enraged, he didn't allow her to wipe her neck with a sword after she finished speaking, and pushed her away.

Ruan Ning's voice choked, thick blood splashed from her throat, splashed into the air, and her slender body fell limply from the eaves.

Like a petal of a red flower withering.

"A Ning——!" Qin Zheng's mind went blank for an instant, and he flew up to catch her falling body, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Don't sleep, hold on, I'll take you to the doctor right away!" Qin Zheng ran out in a hurry holding her, and when he moved, the blood from her neck stained half of his body. He had never been so scared before, shaking his hands To touch her face, "Can you hear me, Ah Ning, open your eyes and look at me, I'll take you to the doctor..."

Ruan Ning brushed her nose hastily, she was out of breath, and Ruan Ning fell into a deep sleep forever with a peaceful face.

It was only then that she realized that there were hardly any traces of age left on her face, and all the sarcasm dissipated at this moment, and she leaned quietly in his arms, as if ten years had been reversed, returning the little girl back then to him.

Qin Zheng's whole body was stiff, as if it had been as long as the world was old, and as if he was taking a short breath. After a moment, he finally collapsed. He hugged Ruan Ning and knelt down slowly on the ground, screaming in grief and indignation, and crying silently. The blood trickled down his cheeks and dripped onto the hem of his clothes, like a dying beast.

Yin Huaishu waited and watched with cold eyes, but he didn't expect that the goal was still achieved by accident, so he quietly jumped down from the eaves, leaned against the corner, took out a small white jade flute, and blew it.

A sound like a warbler's cry.

As he wished, there was a heaven-shaking explosion sound outside the high courtyard wall, and the flames shot up into the sky!

The streets and alleys outside the mansion burned instantly, and the flames licked the surrounding houses. People who wanted to hide their doors to avoid disaster were trapped in the fire cage, rushing out like crazy. The man in black from the Prajna Sect was even more There were countless casualties, howling and struggling on the ground, like firewood under a raging fire.

Even above the eaves, the two people who were fighting fiercely felt their feet tremble, Yi Buzhi couldn't help but glanced over, his face changed suddenly: "There is an ambush!"

Jiang Li took two steps back warily, and glanced into the sea of ​​flames, but suddenly noticed a pungent smell hidden in the thick smoke and scorched stench: "Gunpowder?"

The gunpowder buried under the street in the middle of the night in the sound of "grave digging" was actually an ambush set up for the Prajna Sect?

Not allowing Jiang Li to be distracted, Yi Buzhi struck again with his palm. This palm was extremely ferocious, and the murderous aura turned into a stern wind blowing across his cheeks. It was obvious that he sensed that the situation was not good and wanted to make a quick decision. .

Jiang Li swung his sword to meet him, but at the moment when the mighty sword energy collided with the palm wind, Yi Buzhi's attack turned sharply, his palm was soft and nimble like a living snake, dodging the sharp edge, and he also bullied him.Jiang Li saw that he wanted to repeat the old trick, and the long sword was difficult to use after getting closer, so he had to be trapped in the fight, so he retreated a few steps, and picked up the sword with his backhand, the tip of the sword flickered a little cold Mang also seemed to come alive, and after a few rounds, he suddenly bit I Buzhi's wrist.

Yi Buzhi turned his wrist calmly, and swept across the blade of the sword like a flower brushing a willow. There was a faint spring breeze blowing on his face, slightly blowing the broken hair on Jiang Li's forehead. He retreated, but out of the corner of his eye, he could see the end of the eaves behind him.

In a critical situation, Jiang Li suddenly jumped up into the air, turned around and passed over Yi Buzhi's head, the sword turned along with him, and a dazzling cold light pierced through the air and slashed towards his spine!

How could Yi Buzhi have no premonition, but he didn't turn around to defend himself, his vigorous internal force was condensed in one palm and he slapped upwards.

Jiang Li was in mid-air, unable to dodge, he gritted his teeth and accepted the palm forcefully, his hand was still extremely steady, although the strength could not help but lost a few percent, the move landed on his back exactly, leaving a long and narrow bloodstain immediately.

Jiang Li landed on the eaves, couldn't help coughing, felt his lungs throbbing with pain, raised his eyes to look at Yi Buzhi, his face became even more ugly.

"It's interesting." Yi Buzhi sneered suddenly, but turned around and fled.

Jiang Li didn't expect it, and hurried to chase, but Yi Buzhi heard the wind behind him, and suddenly turned around and rushed back, his palms deflected the attack, forcing him to hit his wrist holding the sword.

It was already too late for Jiang Li to retreat, and all his sword moves were suppressed before he could use them. He had to watch Yi Buzhi's palm technique keep changing, like a spring tide rising continuously, gathering into a vortex and dragging him into the depths .

The more unfavorable the situation was, the more Jiang Li calmed down. The night in the Canary Tower, where Tan Niang and the girl fought like dancing and fighting, gradually overlapped with the scene in front of him.

The sound of the drum that night seemed to be ringing in his ears too, sonorous and forceful, stirring up blood, Jiang Li retreated slowly step by step, and the sword technique also changed accordingly, Yi Buzhi's face turned pale, thinking that he could finally do nothing. Ke Shi deftly pushed aside the long sword and grabbed his wrist fiercely, revealing the empty hole in his chest.

It should be the last blow of the drumstick--

Jiang Li loosened his right hand, and the Qingshuang Sword fell into his left hand, thrusting it into his chest forcefully!

"Crack" a crisp sound.

The touch from the sword was extremely hard, not flesh at all. Jiang Li's head jumped in shock, and the next moment, Yi Buzhi raised his knee and hit his heart quickly. He fell out, grabbed the tile and fell on the eaves. He coughed up a mouthful of bright red blood.

Yi Buzhi really didn't expect him to make this sudden move. He was sweating in shock, reached into his arms, and found out the golden bell that manipulated human gu, and saw the cracks crawling away quickly on the golden bell, "Wow!" "It shattered completely.

At the same time, Chen Changfeng, who was fighting in the courtyard, paused and froze in place. Without hesitation, Qi Zhaoxi pierced his chest with a sword.Still feeling insufficient, Qi Zhaoxi turned the hand holding the hilt of the sword, and twisted the long sword in his chest, finally a thick black blood-like liquid trickled down from his vest.

"Jiang Li!" Qi Zhaoxi looked at the eaves, and Yi Buzhi strode forward to strike Jiang Li's head impartially with his palm, but before he could make a move, a dragon roar broke through the air.

Jiang Li raised his head, in a trance, he could only see a black dragon roaring and flying over his head, pinning Yi Buzhi's shoulder and pressing him back.

Yi Buzhi hurriedly calmed down to stabilize his figure, grabbed the barrel of the gun tied to his shoulder with one hand, and narrowed his eyes to look at the man who came suddenly.

Qin Zheng was also staring at him, his eyes were blood red, he gritted his teeth and roared: "I want you to teach Prajna, and you will pay with blood!"

The author has something to say:

To put it bluntly, my elder brother Ruan Xiao died of an infection similar to tetanus. Some people said that it was called tetanus in ancient times, and some said it was called seven-day wind, so there is no clear reference in the article.

In addition, I learned a piece of knowledge that tetanus is often caused by rusty nails or knives in film and television dramas, but in fact it has nothing to do with rust. Tetanus bacteria generally exist in soil, dust, and feces, and cannot break through the skin. It will multiply when it enters the wound and the wound is relatively deep to form an anaerobic environment.

So everyone, take care of your health!