[New Peerless Double Pride 3] Over the years

Jiang Wuque's martial arts was abolished, but he was still sober, and there was no rush for things like amnesia.

It's not that he has no inspiration to restore his memory, at least on the day he reunited with Tie Xinlan, he was stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and suddenly remembered the scene of the Five Immortals and my husband and wife being together.

This time it was a bit confusing.If I were him, I would not be able to adjust my position, and I would have to weigh the importance between the two wives.

But I can't tell him that the marriage was fake, he used a gold hairpin to lure me into the game in order to guard against me, and then gave me a sword in the chest when I was dazzled.

Looking at it now, time has passed, but the contradictions at the beginning really existed. I deliberately dealt with the people around him. This is a fact. If I hadn’t pretended well, he would never have remembered.

Now I should get out, and it would be thoughtless of me to put myself in this kind of situation where we can't distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.

Coincidentally, Xiao Yuer also seemed to have limited patience, since neither Su Ying nor I could restore Jiang Wuque, he decided to go to sea to find Wan Chunliu.

I didn't know the news until the day before everything was ready.

That day, Black Spider had a big banquet in Jiuxiu Manor. To be polite, I was one of the guests, but I didn't know that I was seeing off the Jiang family, so I didn't even bother to think of excuses, I just couldn't say anything.

At the time when the willows are on the moon, one can hear the noise of drinking wine in the front yard, a scene of red candles and lights, and the stream of people's shadows, which is even more lively than in the daytime.

On my side, it is dark and secluded, with rockery and flowers and trees separated on both sides, with a stone path sandwiched between them.

At the end is a hexagonal pavilion.

At the right time, the moonlight disappeared into the clouds, and soon it began to drizzle.

I was wandering around, but suddenly felt a cold light flashing above my head.

There is a power to overcome thorns and thorns in that light, which seems to be able to cut through the darkness.I looked up and saw a man wielding a sword in the rainy night.The dark clothes blended with the entire night, making it even more apparent that the sharpness on the sword burst out like a silver ribbon, as fast as a meteor chasing the moon, and the buzzing of the sword drinking rain could be heard from a distance.

This move of Flying Immortal from Heaven is not lacking in domineering and extraordinarily gorgeous.I thought about it in my heart, even if Jiang Xia was recognized by the black spider as his future son-in-law, and he got the true biography of his father-in-law, the silver thread flying agility would not be as fast as Jiang Yun's sharp sword.

On a whim, I pulled out the dagger at my waist to make a gesture with Jiang Yun.

The person soaring in mid-air saw someone coming out of the dark night, and his figure froze in the air, but seemed to have a tacit understanding. When he met my eyes, he took the sword move in my hand without saying a word.

Jiang Yun is blue out of blue, but I am half a bottle of water dangling.Fighting against him, the offensive and defensive responses are urgent and exciting, but they will never be too disadvantaged, which makes me feel a little proud.

The last time I fought against him, he couldn't throw water at me so freely, but this time it made my muscles feel comfortable, and I felt that I had become a master.

I don't know why Jiang Yun appeared here alone when others were having a banquet; I also don't know if he has any depression in his heart, and he wants to express it by practicing sword.But fighting swords in the rain is truly a great joy in life.

I was a little complacent, and I didn't want to make Jiang Yun hold back frequently, so I tried my best to attack him head-on and face-to-face.Seeing me like this, he also became serious, but after going back and forth, I gradually felt the difference.

Jiang Yun showed his strength to confront me. This is a gratifying thing, but his swordsmanship is too fast. .

But he didn't know when it started, no matter how merciless his subordinates were, his eyes became strange in the night, a long sword drew a dense net of stars, making it impossible for me to avoid it.

With a sound of "Zheng", he slashed in the air, and the rain scattered, and my tiger's mouth was shaken with severe pain.At that time, he yelled "Jiang Yun", he stopped me, and I took advantage of the gap to escape, but even so, I was still cut a big hole in my arm by his sword energy.

Lifting his breath, he flew up to the roof of the pavilion, stepped on the raised peak in the center, and looked at the man from the rain.

He didn't chase after him any more, he lowered his head and dropped the long sword in his hand as if he let out a muffled shout.

"Come down." He looked up at me, his voice was hoarse, but he had returned to normal.

Landing on the ground and he entered the pavilion, I sat on the stone bench, he bent over and held up my injured arm, for a long while, silently staring at the bloody scene, with a gloomy face, suddenly raised his head, I Regret was clearly seen in his eyes.

"A sword has no eyes," I wanted to withdraw my hand, "It's actually nothing."

But his fingers were as hard as iron stones, and he was unwilling to relax even a bit.

I haven't seen him for a long time, since the incident in the ice cellar that night, he has been recuperating behind closed doors.

Later I heard people say that the person who troubled Xiao Yu'er and Tie Xinlan Jiuxiu to ask for medicine was none other than Jiang Yun.

His illness can also be serious or minor, except for the internal injury on his back from being hit by a boulder, there is one other thing, he is insane.

I can probably imagine that from recognizing the thief as his father to rescuing his biological father, the pressure that Jiang Yun held all the way was on the verge of breaking point.

At that time in Wanxiang Grotto, Jiang Wuque had ten deaths and no life, and Jiang Yun was incapable of saving his father, and he was ashamed of his mother. It would be a big blow to change anyone.

What's more, he still has the foundation of Mingyu Kungfu in his body, which is not a martial art that ordinary people can practice. At the beginning, the palace master threatened Jiang Wuque and forced Jiang Yun to practice. Now it is not surprising that he has lost his mind when he is at the limit of his spirit.

In the match just now, I can't say whether he made a wrong move or was possessed by a demon.

"I'm sorry." He said, carefully rolling up my sleeves, revealing the sword wound on my upper arm.

The blood was still flowing, and the surrounding flesh was pale and rolled like a child's grinning mouth. I felt pain when I looked at it, and I clenched my palms tightly.

Jiang Yun took out a silk handkerchief from under his clothes. His whole body was drenched by the rain, but the silk handkerchief was stored next to his flesh, and there was only a slight sense of dampness, but there was a warmth from the human body.Wipe away the rainwater and blood around the wound, and after my instruction, he wrapped up the wound and put down his sleeves.

He should be extremely worried, frowned and said: "I'll send you back to get the medicine."

I got up helplessly: "It's wrapped, don't take it apart again."

The silk handkerchief wrapped around my arm was originally the purest white, and it was hard to remove it after being stained with blood.I thought it should be something that Qiu Xinliu sent to Jiang Yun, and suddenly I felt a flash of light in my heart, and I got a little impression, "I gave you this handkerchief?" I asked him.

Seeing him nodding, I felt relieved.

But he was at a loss again.

His long hair was soaked by the rain, and a few strands stuck to his cheeks, and his face was as clean and pale as Supa.

He was a little embarrassed and didn't speak. He must have thought that I was going to ask him about his illness or obsession, or even what happened to the sword just now, but the facts are established, and there is no point in asking or probing.

I chatted with Jiang Yun casually until he said that Jiang Xia and Xiong Ba's small group will split into two groups tomorrow, one way will go out to sea with Jiang Wuque Xiaoyuer to meet Wan Chunliu in the Qi Clan; Accompany the eldest lady of the Hei family to Anqing, and accept the challenge of the dance skills of the first dancing god of the little lady of Wuwu country.

"What did you say?" It took me a long time to realize that Jiang Wuque hadn't seen him for a long time. Every day I imagined that I would cut off contact with that person, but I never thought about it. If we really want to part, it will only be for a moment. between.

Jiang Yun was still standing in front of me. He had full respect for Jiang Wuque himself, but the behavior of that man after amnesia really made it difficult for this son to agree.

"What did he say?" I asked, "Is your father willing to go?"

"He doesn't know anything," Jiang Yun replied, "He doesn't know what he's doing either."

My heart throbbed, so I made an excuse to go back to my room to rest.Jiang Yun accompanied me, watching me turn into the courtyard of the house, but I walked another way to the kitchen where he couldn't see.

The banquet was not over yet, and the kitchen was not deserted with people coming and going.

The wine from the wine cellar is placed in the open, some are warmed in jugs, and some are whole jars, which are sent to the front hall with the dishes.

I didn't bother to ask anyone, so I picked up two jars and left. I deliberately found a deserted rockery, leaned on the cold and hard stone, and poured wine in the rain.

In less than half a moment, the conversation behind him started again.

I was in a bad mood, and felt strange, the banquet was so lively, why both of them preferred to be absent.

Ruohu and Hu Ying are saying goodbye behind the rockery.

I returned the Yunshen Orb that saved my life to Ruohu as soon as I met him.Hu Ying in the beads will be raised enough, and now all siblings are ready to produce beads.The rules of the Firefox family are that they must not be contaminated by the world, so whether it was Mrs. Hu back then, or Ruohu and Hu Ying today, they all escaped illegally.But Mrs. Hu and Ruohu have both confirmed their lifelong sustenance, but Hu Ying is lost for a while, and will eventually get back on track.

I heard that the little fox was still talking about "the dead pig's head said", "what about the dead pig's head" and "what about the dead pig's head", and I felt a little pity.

The Yunshen Orb is the treasure of Firefox, and it should be returned to the tribe, but now there is a Mojialuo sealed in it. Mojialuo and the elder Firefox have always had a quarrel, and they are the kind who will never die. Although Ruohu is simple, he also understands the truth. We will not send the Mojialuo Hui to let him fall into the end of body and spirit.

In this way, the lives of Hu Ying and Mo Jialuo are two paths that go against each other, and there is no possibility of intersection.

Hu Ying was frank and moved, so he talked to the demon spirit in the orb, but the bead, which used to be noisy in the past, became quiet now.

I don't know what Mojialuo is thinking, he is so silent, it is even more mysterious.

Perhaps because he is the ancestor of monsters, Hu Ying is just a little fox with no fur, but this is unfair in itself. Mojialuo gave Ruohu too many things, so that after that, no one can Get the same dedication from the Mountain Pig King.

I burped and walked out from behind the rockery.

Ruohu was startled, and ran over holding an umbrella, Fei dragged me to his room to change clothes to avoid the rain.

Of course, in the end it became three people drinking together.

Hu Ying drank too much, sobbed sadly, saying that she didn't want to be separated from Ruohu.

Until then, the Divine Yun Orb, which had always been dim, faintly showed a gleam of brilliance.

Ruohu was also a little drunk, and insisted on entrusting the beads to me. As for the reason, in fact, she has never been willing to get close to Mo Jialuo, after all, she still has the relationship with Jiang Xia.

I thought about it and agreed, there are many treasures for no reason, but there are not many.

Later, I put them on the bed, and walked to the temporary guest room by myself.

The rain was getting tighter, and I didn't have an umbrella in my hand, so I simply covered my head and ran a few steps.

He ran to the door, reached out to push the door, and then backed away.

In the shadow under the eaves, there was a person sitting against the wall.There was no light and no fire, the man's skin showed a hazy bleakness in the night, his long hair was scattered all over his body, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Jiang Wuque?" I leaned over and called him in a low voice.

He was still frowning in his dream, and I stretched out my hand to flatten his eyebrows, and he opened his eyes at this moment.

The sound of the rain outside was gentle, and Jiang Wuque's expression was gloomy. He called in a low voice, "Yu Yu?"

I also smelled the lingering smell of alcohol on him, so I reached out to help him, and he stood up with the other hand propped on the wall.

At this time, he didn't let go of my hand, smiled, and laughed at himself: "I'm too strong to drink."

"I'll help you in."

He shook his head, "I'll wait for you to come back, and I'm leaving now."

But it was my turn to hesitate, "Jiang Wuque!"

He turned his head, the raindrops were dripping wonderfully, but he stood quietly by the eaves, looking at me.

"You're drunk and waiting in front of my room, just waiting to see me?"

He looked at me for a long time, his eyes were hazy, and he nodded after a while, "I can't see you at the banquet, so come and see."

I was speechless, watching him turn around, the back of this man is very beautiful, naturally straight, with elegant gait.

He was about to walk into the rain—"Jiang Wuque!" I yelled, "Why did you choose me? Is it because I am younger than Tie Xinlan, or am I more pitiful than her?"

He stood still for a moment, without any further movement.

The rain was pouring down on his head, and he finally turned around, "Because I have missed her, but I don't want to miss her to the end."

His eyes were clearly fixed on me, without the slightest hesitation or concealment.

"How do you know what's right, what if it's wrong? You didn't even remember!"

His eyes became serious, he walked back to me, and said in a warm voice: "I'm already sorry for Xinlan, I'm sorry for Yun'er, I'm sorry for everyone in the world, but I don't want to even say that you are wrong."

That voice was extremely dull, and it was not easy at all. Saying this kind of words, this is not an ordinary decision. Make the most unforgivable decision in your life.

I still can't figure it out.

As if he could see through me, he said, "I asked you once, what happened in the ice cellar that day, and today I realized that the ice cellar was originally the place where Murong's family kept her husband, and Jiang Xia was there that night. You and Yun'er are also among them..."

I frowned, not knowing why he suddenly mentioned this.

"You don't want to come to tonight's banquet," he asked again, "because Yun'er is unwell and can't attend either?"

I suddenly understood, "You saw me with Jiang Yun?"

He was noncommittal, but smiled and said: "As expected, I guessed correctly, you are indeed with him." Then he said: "You and I have not met in the past few days, and many people have told me about the past. Yun'er is a childhood sweetheart."

"Childhood sweetheart?" This word is really ridiculous, I was busy shaking my head, but Jiang Wuque said: "I was waiting for you, but you came back smelling of alcohol. In fact, it was just a moment ago. I really wanted to ask where you went. .”

He's calm and expresses some emotion that could be classified as jealousy, so what is he trying to prove to me?He actually really likes me?

"I'm going to the Qi Clan tomorrow," he said, "Don't you really want me to remember everything? Maybe seeing Wan Chunliu, everything will become clear."

I shook my head desperately, "No!" I don't want him to recover his memory at all, it will be over then, the vague or precious memories about me in his heart are fake in the first place, all of them are fake!

I grabbed him, "Instead of reminding you, let me tell you the truth."

I tore open the front of my shirt and showed him my chest.

He frowned, looking away almost at the same time.

"Didn't you ask me that day, why did you know that there was a sword scar on my chest? You also said that if you weren't husband and wife, how would you know the traces in my most secret place? Jiang Wuque, listen clearly, you gave this scar , this sword is thanks to you!"

His expression was slightly surprised, and I continued: "Miao Jiang, you had already discovered my identity at that time. I am not a little doctor who just happened to be taken captive into the Emperor's Palace. It is to use you to monitor Jiang Yulang. Jiang Yulang is an important chess piece in our hands. He has the secret about the God of Sorrow, and all the pain he inflicted on you, the family is destroyed, the wife and children are separated, and all thoughts are turned into a puppet. I would like to see it come to fruition. So in a certain sense, Jiang Yulang is not the culprit for your end today, but I am!"

Jiang Wuque didn't show any expression, he gradually recovered from the initial hesitation, looked at my face, and didn't know whether to believe it or not.

But I had no choice but to tell the most embarrassing truth.

"At that time, I took you to Miaojiang and solved your puppet art. I wanted to use your power to find out a secret of the God of Lost Art in the Five Immortals Sect, but you were the first to see through your identity. In order to find out My plan was to protect Jiang Yun and Xiao Yuer who were going to the Vientiane Cave to hunt for treasure, so they slept on the side of my couch under the guise of getting married. But I can tell you that you treated me politely at that time, even my I haven't touched a single hair, let alone a couple. So, when you found out that I obtained the blood of the corpse gu using heresy ways, which might transcend life and death, you immediately stabbed me with a sword to eliminate one person from the world. Great harm."

Jiang Wuque's face was the paleness that I am very familiar with. He didn't get angry, he wasn't shocked when he heard the truth, and he didn't ask me anything.

"Don't you believe it?" I asked him.

He took a step back when I approached, and said in a deep voice, "You are tired, go back to your room."

"You really don't believe it?" I smiled, "There is no more reasonable explanation than the facts. You lost your memory this time, and I was also harmed by you. You think I am so kind, to teach a person who can't even eat, clothes, etc. People who don't know how to wear clothes walk and talk, do you think I'm trying to figure out something for you, do you think I'm more mature than Jiang Yun—"

"Enough!" He finally interrupted me, with an indescribable panic on his face, "You're drunk." He stretched out his hand to push me, "Don't do it again next time!" That's it."

"You know my favorite drink." I used to put my arms around his waist.

His whole body was stiff, motionless as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Jiang Wuque, don't you like me?" I raised my head, "Do you like me in secret or with vicious thoughts?"

He pushed me away violently, with a distorted expression, and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "Yes! I really don't believe it, not a word!"

His hands trembled in his sleeves, his face turned sideways, and he didn't even look at me. He probably never thought that I was such a woman, so when he turned his face after a long time, he met my eyes, and I was He saw an almost dreamlike trance on his face.

He must have thought he was dreaming, otherwise what he did by abandoning his wife and son was just such a joke?

Unexpectedly, he reached out to me and wrapped my shoulders around my shoulders.

His voice clung to my ears, it was completely begging, "Don't be like this..." He murmured, "If I do something wrong, tell me, I won't force you anymore, but you don't want to There is such a lie..."

It was still Jiang Wuque's voice, but I felt that I didn't recognize the speaker at all.

He should have been proud, even though he was hung up with whips and tortured, he never lowered his head.

For so many years, he has never hated the Palace Master, just because he has never looked down on the Palace Master.

But I feel that Jiang Wuque in front of me is not even as good as the Palace Master of that year!

"You still don't believe it." I was held by him, and I forcibly tore off my sleeves, and held up the wound that Jiang Yun had bandaged for me before his eyes.

"You can see clearly." The white veil was removed, and under the blood-stained veil, the skin was as smooth as new, and there was no trace of injury.

"The blood of the corpse can't heal your chest-piercing sword, but a small injury is nothing to worry about. This is the injury caused by the sword fight with Jiang Yun just now. According to the degree of his obsession, this wound is not ten days or eight days old. It can't be healed at all, so if you don't believe it anymore, go face to face with Jiang Yun!"

Jiang Wuque's whole body has cooled down, and I feel that the rockery in the garden and the sword in the armory are holding me right now, without any heat at all.

I turned around and put my hand on his face, I felt so stupid, now I can't even have the last hope, he lowered his eyes, I raised my head to kiss his cheek and lips, thinking about breaking the jar , anyway, there will be no next time.

He also gradually became frenzied, responding with sucking and biting, and pulling my hair forcefully, without any mercy.When the two finally parted, the corners of his lips where his teeth had touched were already swollen to the point where he couldn't feel it.

He clasped my shoulders and stared at me with a look of violence that had never been seen before, which made the scalp tingle.

But all of a sudden, there were only layers of uncontrollable smiles in his eyes.

He let go of me, looked at me with a smile, his voice was calm, "You're right," he said one by one strangely, "So I was wrong."

Then gradually, even the smile disappeared.Like in the prison cell that year, he also wore a mask for himself. Behind the mask, weakness, grief, madness, or anger will not be revealed at all.

There was finally nothing left on Jiang Wuque's face, but he still looked at me indifferently for a long while before turning around, step by step, still walking into the rain with regular steps.

The back of the black clothes is really beautiful, it was wet by the rain, and the clothes and hair were all attached to the body, making it look even more slender.But that figure from the back is really indifferent, even if his back is turned away, I know that there will be no intersection between that person's heart and mine.