[Yi Tian] It's not easy to be famous and decent

In 1368 AD, Zhu Yuanzhang proclaimed himself emperor in Nanjing, with the country name Daming and the reign name Hongwu.

In the second year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang paid homage to Mount Wudang, and Yu Lianzhou, the head teacher of Wudang, went to the foot of the mountain to greet him with his three sons.Emperor Daming once became a monk in Huangjue Temple when he was young, and his relationship with Buddhism is far deeper than that of Taoism.He paid homage to Wudang before Shaolin, so the world knows that Wudang is the most honored and favored.

But on the day of Zhu Yuanzhang's arrival, when the twelve bright yellow dragon flags traveling on behalf of the emperor galloped mightily up Wudang Mountain, an old servant who was in charge of sweeping outside the Zhenwu Hall suddenly went mad and stared at the emperor's ceremonial halberd. scold.

"Shameless son! I am the emperor! Zhu Chongba, what can you do? I am the destiny, I am the emperor..."

However, the founding emperor always had a very powerful military force, so if someone on Wudang Mountain made such rebellious remarks, wouldn't it be a crime to exterminate the family?Before alarming the guards, several Taoist boys from Wudang Mountain rushed forward and pushed the lunatic out.

Emperor Hongwu came here on a whim to meet Wudang Immortal Zhang Sanfeng. Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanfeng had left Wudang to travel around the world a few years ago.The emperor was unhappy, so he ordered Wudang Mountain to be the "Royal Family Temple", and then he went down Wudang Mountain.

After Zhu Yuanzhang left, the Four Heroes of Wudang gathered in Zixiao Palace.

Yin Liting was the first to break the silence. "I thought it was because of Wuji..." In the middle of speaking, he shook his head lightly and added a sentence with a face full of joy. "The emperor is generous and benevolent, this is the blessing of the world."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Yu Daiyan sneered, and said sadly: "Sixth Brother, can anyone worship the 'Royal Family Temple'?"

In ancient times, there was a strict hierarchy, and those who were qualified to offer incense to the "Royal Family Temple" were not only the descendants of dragons and phoenixes.Zhu Yuanzhang promoted Wudang Mountain as the "Royal Family Temple". This is a great honor and favor, but at the same time, it also cut off most of the inheritance of Wudang School.After all, how many people in this world would be willing to become a monk because they are devoted to martial arts?

Although Yin Liting was pure in nature, he was not foolish. Yu Daiyan reminded him that he woke up in an instant, and he was stunned. "This... this... second brother, what should I do?"

Yu Lianzhou pondered for a long time before slowly saying: "The world is set for the first time, and the common people can enjoy peace. We must not harm the world because of selfishness."

Yu Lianzhou is now the head of Wudang. If he says something, the other three heroes of Wudang all claim it.As the saying goes, on the side of the couch, how can you allow others to sleep soundly?Zhu Yuanzhang, the leader of the Ming religion and even the supreme position of the world, was snatched from their nephew Zhang Wuji. Although Zhang Wuji had no intention of being in the world, how could Zhu Yuanzhang have no grudges against the Wudang sect?Now that Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min are returning to seclusion, Wudang Mountain is still blatantly poked here. The emperor made things difficult for Wudang because of some ulterior secrets, and Wudang can only accept it.

"If nothing happens..."

Before Yu Lianzhou finished speaking, Yu Daiyan suddenly said: "Second brother, there is one more thing, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Seeing Yu Daiyan's solemn expression, Yu Lianzhou couldn't help straightening her back. "What is it?"

"A few days ago when Emperor Hongwu went up the mountain, there was an old servant who was mad and yelling at him. I was afraid that he would cause trouble by talking nonsense, so I ordered the boy to imprison him for the time being. Unexpectedly, he has been crazy these few days, crying and shouting that someone has harmed him. In the name he shouted One moment it was Shi Huolong, another moment it was Xu Shouhui, another moment it was, and it was again..." Yu Daiyan choked up sobbing hard to speak, and continued after being silent for a while. "The boy heard it strangely, so he invited me in. It turns out, it turns out..." He turned his head to the door. "Gu Xuzi, bring people in!"

Soon, Yu Daiyan's apprentice, Gu Xuzi, came in with an old man.The old man's disheveled hair was already grizzled, his clothes were unbroken but very dirty, his cheeks and between his fingers were full of black mud, and his body exuded a faint stench that had not been washed for a long time.The Four Heroes of Wudang looked at him together, but he didn't seem to realize it, and just murmured something in a low voice.

Zhang Songxi looked at him for a long time, and finally changed color suddenly, and said word by word: "Chen! You! Forgive me!"

"What?!" Yin Liting had never met Chen Youliang before, but when he heard Zhang Songxi call out the other party's identity, he immediately jumped up.

"He is Chen Youliang?!" Without waiting for the brothers to answer, he raised his palm and slapped each other.

"Sixth brother, don't do it!" Seeing this, Yu Daiyan rushed to support him.

However, Yin Liting's martial arts is already great, his palm came suddenly, and Yu Daiyan was one step too late to block it.Therefore, even though Yu Daiyan took off most of Yin Liting's palm strength, a small half of his palm still swept towards Chen Youliang.Chen Youliang was already insane, and he was defenseless against this palm, but was sent flying by Yin Liting and hit the opposite wall heavily, spurting blood immediately.

"Blood! Blood!" Seeing that he vomited blood and stained his clothes, Chen Youliang seemed to have regained some sense.I saw him curled up into a ball in panic, clasped his palms together and bowed wildly in mid-air. "Don't kill me! Don't kill me... Mo Qixia, I know I was wrong! Forgive me, forgive me... Chief Xu, don't come to me, don't..." After a while, he burst into tears again .

Seeing that this palm did not kill him, Yin Liting immediately chased him a few steps with red eyes, and tried to kill him with all his strength.

"Sixth brother, stop!" Yu Daiyan hurriedly blocked it again. "He's gone crazy! Why..."

"Third Brother, get out of the way!" Yin Liting's eyes were red and he was furious. "If it wasn't for him, the seventh brother wouldn't die, neither would Qing Shu... and the elder brother, the elder brother wouldn't die of depression! I'm going to kill him! Let me kill him!"

Yu Daiyan has always been resolute, but at this moment his eyes are full of tears. "He's gone crazy...Sixth brother, he's gone crazy..." Not killing Chen Youliang was not forgiving his crime, but just because of Wudang's moral education, he couldn't kill the weak old man.

Yin Liting is benevolent in nature, how can he not understand the meaning behind Yu Daiyan's words.He was stunned for a moment, and finally slipped and knelt on the ground and wept loudly.

Yu Daiyan looked up at the beams for a while, and then slowly said: "I heard from the boy that Chen Youliang was fished out of the river a few years ago. At that time, he had arrow wounds and a high fever. Then he became stupid. The boy saw that he was old and had no one to rely on, so he arranged for him to live in my Wudang Mountain. Now that I think about it, he must have been broken by Zhu Yuanzhang back then. He fled in a hurry and came to my Wudang after going around. How to deal with it, please show me!"

On the other side, the crazy Chen Youliang still huddled in the corner and cried to the void: "Mo Qixia, please forgive me...please forgive me...I didn't intend to harm you..."

As soon as he said this, the four heroes of Wudang all changed their colors.Zhang Songxi moved, clasped Chen Youliang's shoulders and asked loudly, "You killed my seventh brother?"

Chen Youliang couldn't understand, he just muttered to himself. "It's not me...don't look for me...it's not me..."

The so-called brotherhood is deep, Zhang Songxi is very good at cultivating sex, and at this time he was already filled with anger, and immediately gave him two "cracks" and two slaps. "Did you kill my seventh brother? Did you not? How did my seventh brother die? Tell me!"

Unexpectedly, Chen Youliang was slapped by these two slaps, his mouth and nose were bleeding and tears were flowing, and he burst into tears again.

"You!" Zhang Songxi stared fiercely at this fake crazy Chen Youliang, suppressing the desire to kill him with all his mental effort.After a while, he closed his eyes trembling all over, took two breaths slowly, and then said in a deep voice: "Chen Youliang, look who I am? Chen Youliang..."

Zhang Songxi's two voices contained internal strength, as if two Buddhist bells were ringing in Chen Youliang's heart.Chen Youliang's sanity became clear for a moment, and he fixed his eyes on Zhang Songxi, whose Taoist attire looked familiar to him. "You... I've seen you... Who are you? Who are you?"

With a wave of Zhang Songxi's palm, the candles in the hall were instantly extinguished.Under the dim moonlight, Chen Youliang felt that Zhang Songxi's sharp eyes were entwining him like ghostly ghosts. "I am Mo Shenggu, you killed me. Do you still remember?"

"Ahhhh!" Chen Youliang screamed repeatedly, holding his head and buttocks, and crawled under the table.

How could Zhang Songxi let him get what he wanted, clasped his shoulders tightly and hissed: "How did you kill me? Tell me! If you don't tell me, I will haunt you forever and make you restless forever!"

"Don't blame me! Don't blame me... Mo Qixia, your lord has a lot, please forgive me..." Seeing that he couldn't escape, Chen Youliang hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

"I'll kill you if I don't say anything!" Zhang Songxi said every word, every word seemed to be stained with blood.

"I'll say it! I'll say it!" Chen Youliang shuddered and choked up. "That night on Mount Shigang, Seven Heroes, Seven Heroes fought against Song Qingshu. Song Qingshu is not your opponent. I beg you to spare his life....I know that Seven Heroes can't bear to kill their nephew..." Speaking of this, he Sudden suffocation, the neck stiffly shook twice and suddenly let out a smirk.The laughter was extremely sinister, like a poisonous snake swimming up silently. "Song Qingshu is the head of the three generations of Wudang, the future head of Wudang, how can I let you destroy his future as you wish? Your uncles and nephews are fighting against the wall, a rare opportunity! I took the opportunity to kick a small stone to make a noise, and you turned around. Song Qingshu slapped you on the back in order to escape. You couldn't stand still and staggered down the mountain. I jumped out at this moment, with only one knife... Hahaha! Since then, Song Qingshu has been under my control, unable to survive Can't die! Hahaha!"

Chen Youliang laughed wildly, but Zhang Songxi's hands and feet were cold, and he only murmured: "It turns out that you really killed my seventh brother, it wasn't Qingshu! It wasn't Qingshu..."

"Who can believe him?" Chen Youliang asked sullenly, and then laughed out loud.

Zhang Songxi couldn't bear it anymore, he slapped Chen Youliang's face, and swept him away.

Chen Youliang swept over several chairs like a torn sack, then curled up into a ball with his head in his arms and cried out. "Don't kill me... don't kill me..." After a pause, he shouted again. "I am the Emperor...I am the King of Han..."

How can the Four Heroes of Wudang care about him?It is said that men do not flick their tears lightly, but the four of them looked at each other, and they all shed tears silently, obviously deeply grieved in their hearts.

Yu Daiyan was the closest to Chen Youliang, and heard Chen Youliang constantly begging for the names of the people who had been killed by him, but Song Qingshu was the only one who didn't mention it.He was so angry that he couldn't explain it, so he stepped forward and picked up Chen Youliang, and asked loudly: "Why? Why didn't you mention Qingshu? You killed him, you ruined him, why are you not afraid that he will come to you and ask for your life? "

"Song Qingshu? Who is Song Qingshu?" Chen Youliang rolled his eyes, choked silently, and suddenly laughed hysterically. "Song Qingshu? It wasn't me who hurt you! It wasn't me! It was Zhou Zhiruo, a flamboyant bitch, who hurt you. It was you who killed yourself, not me..." His voice was hoarse like an old falcon, but his voice became more and more serious. The more proud he said, he obviously had no remorse for the sins he had committed. "Song Qingshu is such a bastard, he knows better than anyone else that he can't kill me! How dare he come to me? Pustule, soft bastard, he deserves to wear a green turban..."

Yu Daiyan knocked him out with a palm, and looked at Yu Lianzhou silently.

"Lock it up first." Yu Lianzhou said weakly.

Xu Shi was frightened. That night, Chen Youliang, who was pushed back to the firewood room, had a dream in a daze.

First, a light came from the darkness, and then followed the light to a crowded hall. Chen Youliang saw himself sitting around a table with several Beggar Sect disciples, laughing and drinking.And their guests are a pair of biren who are like a couple of gods, Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo, who was wearing a light pink skirt, had a cold demeanor, a dark look on her brows, and anger like ice, she didn't have a good complexion.Song Qingshu, who was sitting beside her, was pale and thin. His right arm resting on the table trembled slightly after a while, and his pale complexion would also turn blue, and it took a long time for him to recover Come on.Although he tried his best to straighten his spine, he still looked thin and thin.

Chen Youliang came from a humble background, so he couldn't see Zhou Zhiruo's self-important attitude. Seeing that the bowls and chopsticks in front of her were motionless, he pretended to be drunk and said with a three-pointed smile: "Master Zhou, you can drink at the same table with Master Zhou. I'm so flattered! I wonder if head master Zhou can give me a drink with me?"

Zhou Zhiruo didn't speak, but just gave Song Qingshu a calm look.

Song Qingshu's forehead was covered with thin sweat, and his face was so fair that even the blood on his lips lost color, but he still picked up the wine glass and stood up with a smile: "It's a great honor for Qingshu to meet Big Brother Chen. Big Brother Chen is willing to be with you Have a drink with Qing Shu?"

When Chen Youliang heard this, he immediately gave Zhou Zhiruo a meaningful look, and then turned his gaze to Song Qingshu. "Song Shaoxia wants to be a hero to save the beauty, how can I not make it happen? Please!"

Unexpectedly, the two of them drank three cups, but Chen Youliang still couldn't get enough, and smiled at Zhou Zhiruo: "Master Zhou, you don't bother to drink with Chen, Shaoxia Song should thank you, right?" She took the wine glass in front of Zhou Zhiruo. "Come on, I'll fill you up! Song Shaoxia, don't stand still!"

Seeing Chen Youliang's high interest, the Beggar Clan disciples at the same table also made fun of him. "Have a drink!"

Zhou Zhiruo's complexion became more and more gloomy, and she looked at everyone coldly, with an awe-inspiring look that could not be bullied.

Song Qingshu was about to step forward to stop him, but his face suddenly changed, he staggered a step, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the edge of the table.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zhiruo hadn't noticed Song Qingshu's abnormality at all, and instead regarded his inaction as half-hearted.Seeing Chen Youliang put the wine glass into her hand, Zhou Zhiruo immediately raised her wrist and poured all the wine in the glass on Song Qingshu's face.

Song Qingshu's body has three yin and cold palms, and the cold air travels through the eight extraordinary meridians, like a sharp ax cutting open his meridian flesh and blood, extremely cold as if falling into an ice cave.Seeing Zhou Zhiruo splashing the wine, he could only turn his face slightly to avoid the spicy wine from getting into his eyes.After a while, he endured the bone-chilling chill, and finally looked up at Zhou Zhiruo.Seeing strange waves gradually appear in those pitch-black pupils, and gradually returning to the level without waves, he sighed, and said softly: "Zhiruo, you go back to the room first! Here, I will deal with it."

Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips as if regretting the impulsiveness just now, but in the end she still walked away without saying a word.

As soon as Zhou Zhiruo left, Song Qingshu couldn't hold on any longer, he staggered and sat back in the chair, his slender five fingers covered under the cuffs trembled intermittently.At this time, he still looks like a warrior, obviously he can't even hold a wine glass.

Chen Youliang laughed out loud when he saw the strangeness. "If Song Shaoxia really has a deep affection for that Zhou girl, how difficult is it to have a bridal chamber tonight?"

Song Qingshu took two breaths with difficulty, and then he pulled up his sleeves to wipe off the wine stains on his face, shook his head and said: "Brother Chen doesn't understand the word love. We can't talk together."

Chen Youliang laughed, and said coldly: "Song Shaoxia, you are so confused! You have affection for Miss Zhou, but does Miss Zhou have affection for you? What was she like when she was crying and begging you to save her? What is she like now?" Noticing that the cold air on Song Qingshu's body had not dissipated, his brows were half-truthfully stained with worry. "Your internal injuries haven't healed, the poison hasn't been cleaned up, and you've been wasting too much. Did she ever notice? Brother Chen dares to bet your life that as soon as Zhang Wuji shows up, Zhou Zhiruo will run away with him without looking back. Do you believe it? Do not believe?"

"...letter." Song Qingshu was stunned for a while before responding bitterly, "So, can Big Brother Chen let Zhiruo go? Anyway, I'm already in your hands."

Chen Youliang looked at Song Qingshu silently for a while, and said firmly, "No!"

Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing, pointing at the table and sighing, "Drink."

When the wine was half full, Chen Youliang smiled drunk again and said: "Chen never thought that one day he would be able to drink at the same table with Song Qingshu and Song Shaoxia of the Wudang sect. I thought that you would not want to kill me all the time!"

Song Qingshu touched the bottom of the cup and replied calmly: "I really don't want to kill you all the time, but I also know that I probably won't be able to kill you in this life."

"Oh? Why is that?" Chen Youliang became interested and lazily straightened his waist. "Could it be that Song Shaoxia loves women more than sticks?" Chen Youliang was born in the market, and this sentence is a bit dirty to be honest.

Song Qingshu frowned unhappily, and the originally soft brows immediately showed a bit of sternness. "Chen Youliang, you are despicable, shameless, sinister, and cunning. Gentlemen will only be deceived by you, and people in the martial arts who don't know strategy will become your playthings. To kill you, maybe only the destiny."

"What do you mean, I'm the destiny?" Chen Youliang wondered.

"I mean, destiny will let you kill yourself!" Song Qingshu said firmly.

At this moment, Chen Youliang only felt that Song Qingshu in front of him was imposing, sharp and clever, and under his eyes as deep as cold stars in the cold night, it seemed that there was nothing to hide from the vicissitudes of the world.He clearly looked down on Song Qingshu all the time, but for some reason, at this moment, he felt somewhat convinced in him. "Destiny...destiny?" Chen Youliang lowered his head and pondered for a while, then suddenly laughed out loud. "A real man can't eat five tripods in life, and he should cook five tripods in death! If fate kills me, I, Chen Youliang, will die without complaint!"

Song Qingshu didn't speak, he looked at Chen Youliang silently for a while, and revealed an unpredictable smile.

"Song Shaoxia, but I don't know how to kill me?" Chen Youliang asked with a smile.

"Brother Chen has great ambitions? Now that the world is in turmoil and all heroes are rising together, does Brother Chen want to compete in the Central Plains and win the world?" Song Qingshu asked slowly.

Chen Youliang's complexion changed suddenly, he suddenly felt terrible, and almost wanted to kill Song Qingshu immediately.He came from a humble background with mediocre martial arts, so he was ridiculed instead of being admired by others for his ambition.Even his master Yuanzhen, with unrivaled martial arts, only wished in his heart to be loyal to Dayuan, become a national teacher, and become rich and honored from then on, how could he know that his disciple's wish was to replace him?

"...If Brother Chen has the heart, Jianghu is definitely not a place to stay for long. People in the Jianghu are proud of their martial arts and unruly, and it is difficult to achieve great things. Brother Chen should join the rebel army as soon as possible to make progress, so as to have a future." In my ear, I can only hear Song Qingshu Still pointing the way for him casually in his cold and calm tone. "Nowadays the Mingjiao is the leader of the rebel army in the world. It's a pity that Zhang Wuji has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, so he has little influence on the rebel army, so there is nothing to worry about. The White Lotus Sect has become popular, and it is useless for Brother Chen to go; Maitreya taught Guo Zixing to be strong and strong, and there are not many Brother Chen. , Big Brother Chen is a lot less; but Manichaeus Xu Shouhui is indecisive, and it is a good time for Big Brother Chen to succeed."

"How to make things happen?" Chen Youliang saw that Song Qingshu's analysis of the general trend of the world was very clear, and he became more and more convinced that his eyes could see through the situation even though he couldn't detect it.

Song Qingshu smiled slyly at this moment, and said with an unpredictable expression: "How to make things happen, does it depend on Brother Chen's ability?"

Chen Youliang was taken aback.After a long while, his long and narrow eyes rolled twice to hide his cruelty and laughed loudly. "Okay! Okay! Song Shaoxia, if I succeed, I will definitely confer your Wudang sect as the state religion in the future. Are you satisfied?"

Song Qingshu's expression was loose, his eyes were calm, and he just replied leisurely: "Climb high, fall hard. Chen Youliang, I'm waiting for you!" It seems that I have been stuck in the mud and can no longer extricate myself.

I am waiting for you!

I'm waiting for you……

I am waiting for you……

Chen Youliang woke up from his sleep, only to feel that his body was hot and cold for a while, and the sweat gushed out of his body like spring water.He twitched for a while, then suddenly curled up his body and laughed wildly, laughing and laughing, this sharp laughter gradually turned into hysterical crying.

"Song Qingshu! I'll kill you! Song Qingshu! Ahhhh... Song! Qing! Shu!"

Every word, every stroke and every stroke is full of endless hatred.It seems that he has an old grudge with Song Qingshu for nine generations, and the only way he can satisfy his heart is to send his soul into the eighteenth hell with the meat he eats and the skin he sleeps with!

At the meeting of the Beggar Gang, Zhang Wuji found out that Shi Huolong was pretending to be someone else, and a woman in yellow who came suddenly brought Shi Hongshi, Shi Huolong's daughter. Oiled and fled.

Song Qing Shuben didn't care about the excitement of the beggar gang, seeing Chen Youliang fleeing, he immediately chased him out.Among the two, Chen Youliang's martial arts are mediocre, while Song Qingshu's body is wounded and poisoned, they are evenly matched.After chasing for more than ten miles, Chen Youliang was exhausted, and Song Qingshu stopped the opponent beside a river.

Chen Youliang didn't know how to swim, and seeing that there was no way out, he hurriedly begged Song Qingshu with all his body. "Song Shaoxia! Song Shaoxia, please forgive me! I definitely didn't say anything about your seventh uncle!"

Song Qing's face was pale, and his throat was sweet. He knew that as long as he uttered a word, he would spit out a mouthful of blood.But his eyes were as sharp as a blade, almost cutting Chen Youliang into pieces.

Seeing Song Qingshu approaching step by step with his sword relentlessly, Chen Youliang felt his soul fly away, and while walking back on his knees, he slapped himself repeatedly. "Song Shaoxia, I'm just a despicable and shameless villain! I don't deserve your knowledge! Killing me will only dirty your hands, Song Shaoxia... Song Shaoxia..." Before finishing speaking, Chen Youliang suddenly grabbed a handful of mud Sha moved towards Song Qingshu, and at the same time touched Song Qingshu's waist with his right hand and drew out a dagger, stabbing straight at Song Qingshu's heart.

Chen Youliang's move was vicious and vicious, but Song Qingshu had been on guard for a long time, he took a sword flower and scattered the mud and sand, and stabbed Chen Youliang's right wrist with his sword.

Chen Youliang screamed, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.He was cut off by the sword and had no ability to resist.

Song Qingshu used his internal strength recklessly, and also spurted blood.The dark red blood stained the cyan robe, like green bamboo burning in the fire, it was very beautiful to look at.At this moment, Song Qingshu's complexion was as pale as paper, as if he could fall down at any time, obviously he was holding on with only one breath.But he didn't seem to realize it, and only pointed his sword at Chen Youliang's throat, and said slowly: "Kill you, at least I can give my seventh uncle an explanation!"

Chen Youliang burst into tears and trembled all over, but when he saw his death was approaching, he suddenly heard a slap in his ear.Immediately afterwards, he tightened his collar, and was lifted out and lightly jumped onto a flat boat in the river.Surviving a near death, Chen Youliang happily turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw that it was his master Yuan Zhen who came to rescue him.At this time, Yuan Zhen was still wearing a mask, but Chen Youliang only felt that this face was extremely handsome, and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, Master, for saving my life! Thank you, thank you..." After finishing speaking, he laughed triumphantly again. "Song Qingshu, you can't kill me three times! This is the destiny! I am the one to whom the destiny belongs, how can you kill me? Hahaha..."

Song Qingshu, who was knocked down by Yuan Zhen's palm, struggled to get up and chased to the river, only to see that Yuan Zhen had already taken Chen Youliang across the few pages of small boats on the river like a dragonfly on the water, and went lightly to the other side of the river.

"Chen Youliang...Chen! You! Forgive!" Song Qingshu clenched the long sword in his hand, his heart throbbed, and he spurted blood again.I saw that he landed on one knee, and he was able to support most of his body weight with the long sword so that he would not fall down. "Why... why..." He spat out these three words with difficulty, and vomited several mouthfuls of blood. "Destiny?" On Shigang Mountain, he wanted to avenge his seventh uncle, but he lost his mind in the hands of Chen Youliang; It's the third time. "There are only three things. Is this really the destiny?... The destiny wants Uncle Seven to be burdened by me? The destiny wants me to be wronged, and I will never recover? Is this the destiny?"

Heaven, fate, such, this!

Song Qingshu burst out laughing suddenly, he was already weak, at this moment his whole body was as cold as drifting ice, and he was incompatible with everything in this world.I saw him raising his hand, and the long sword fell into the water with a "plop", while he himself walked away with a long smile.The laughter was so shrill and endlessly sad that it was unforgettable for a long time, but in the end it gradually drifted away and slowly disappeared in the boundless sea of ​​suffering.