Xie Ziyou was stunned as he looked at the beautiful woman in white fluttering clothes and Xuan Li. He had never thought about this kind of development, nor did he make this kind of arrangement.
Guan Heng was slightly stunned, but he immediately put on an understanding expression.
The corners of his mouth rose and he smiled politely. He even adjusted his mood and greeted her, "Miss You Qin, long time no see."
You Qin didn't say a word. The long sword in her hand drew a sharp sword flower. Azure spiritual energy flowed like a trickle of water wrapped around the sword.
A cold wind suddenly blew and the surrounding temperature plummeted. Tiny fragments of ice vaguely floated in the air.
The cold wind rolled up the young man's messy hair. His jet-black hair trembled violently, as if it was a frightened bee, or as if it was the straw that was being ravaged by the wind.
Guan Heng's body slowly slid down until he finally sat cross-legged on the ground.
The pain in his limbs was unbearable. He forced out a smile and said, "Miss, we are in-laws. Why must you be so ruthless?"
You Qin held her sword at the side. She was tall and her chin was high. Her gaze was condescending and the contempt in her eyes was almost undisguised.
"A toad wants to eat swan meat. You are guilty."
Guan Heng raised his eyebrows, "Miss, look at what you're saying. I am a woman. Could it be that I am only allowed to marry a female toad?"
You Qin coldly said, "That's right."
"…" Guan Heng shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Miss, I've let you kill the conversation today. Let's change the topic. Did Miss Xie send you? "
Xie Ziyou quietly listened and his heart suddenly moved.
You Qin's wave … seemed to be able to provide him with a wave of villain points?
On the other side, You Qin didn't speak bluntly and only said in a clear voice, "As a servant, I naturally think about what my master is thinking and worry about what my master is worried about."
Guan Heng clapped his hands and translated for her, "I understand. It means that you acted on your own."
Xie Ziyou, "…"
Xie Ziyou watched helplessly as a large amount of points swam past him. His heart ached as he stared at You Qin with bloodshot eyes.
It was one thing for the main character to have a cramp in his head, but why was this supporting character so stupid as well?
After being exposed, You Qin's eyes flashed with a trace of shame and anger, and the long sword in her hand rose up.
The howling cold wind in the air grew more and more mournful. Ice crystals formed on the sword, and specks of light white took root in the shiny black iron light. They were slender and delicate, but also suffused with a deadly cold light.
The white-clothed woman's figure flashed. She raised her sword above her head and prepared to slash — —
"Wait!"
Guan Heng struggled to prop himself up and quietly moved to the edge of the boulder.
He raised his arm and shouted, "Miss, I have one last question — — how did you find me in Luo Ridge?"
You Qin's hand that was holding the sword paused for a moment. There was a hint of anger in his dark eyes. He raised his eyebrows and said, "If it wasn't for …"
She had just spat out half a sentence when her expression suddenly changed, as if she had suddenly thought of something. She paused for a moment, rolled her eyes, and suddenly changed her tone.
"I've been following behind you all this time," the woman said lightly, her eyes dark.
All this time?
Guan Heng's round eyes widened slightly, and he sucked in a breath of cold air.
The young man's eyes flickered, and his body swayed weakly. His right hand weakly rested on the boulder behind him, and he said in a daze, "That is to say, from the moment I left home … … you were among the people who surrounded the gate?"
You Qin raised her chin and said coldly, "That's right."
Guan Heng's mouth pulled up a little bit, revealing a sad and bitter smile, but his smile was uglier than crying.
It was as if there was an invisible force suppressing him, taking away something very important from his blood and bones. It was the last connection between him and Guan Jia.
The young man's eyes darkened, but he refused to give up. He was very smart and had already figured out the key points, but he was unwilling to admit what he was thinking. He gritted his teeth and persisted, asking, "Why didn't you … … kill me as soon as you left home? Why did you let me escape so far?"
You Qin's mouth curved up slightly, as if she was sneering and mocking, "I was asked by the master of Guan Jia to act secretly and not be noticed by others."
The words "master of Guan Jia" were like a sudden clap of thunder, setting off thousands of waves in Guan Heng's heart.
Dark clouds covered the sky, and thunder and lightning suddenly tore the wilderness apart. The bitter rain poured down, and the wind raged, wantonly penetrated his desolate and dry heart.
The young man's eyes were in a trance, and his throat suddenly became dry. He couldn't say a word.
It turned out that his father … … also wanted him dead.
When people bullied him, humiliated him, slandered him, and wanted to kill him, he didn't care. He laughed, scolded, and ignored them.
Only when a sharp knife from his loved ones aimed at the softest corner of his heart, and stabbed him with a trembling tip, he bled and was in so much pain that he wanted to die.
Guan Heng smiled bitterly and closed his eyes deeply.
The sharp cold sword was raised high above his head, and he was so weak that he didn't have the strength to struggle.
The sharp sword had already scraped his cheeks, and it was even more piercing than the cold winter wind. Guan Heng desperately thought that he couldn't hold on any longer. Why not just die?
Guan Jia was satisfied, Xie family was satisfied, his fiancée was satisfied, and everyone who looked down on him was satisfied … … He was the only one who died, and the whole world was entertained. It was a big profit.
"Guan Heng!"
Xie Ziyou was burning with anxiety in the bracelet, and she desperately jumped and shouted.
But the young man's face was ashen, and depression gushed out like spring water. Every word he shouted seemed to fall into the void, and didn't reach that person's ears.
No, the protagonist couldn't die here!
Even if it was the villain system, it was only a stepping stone for the protagonist's growth. Everything was set up for the protagonist, Su Shuang, and he couldn't let the protagonist die!
Xie Ziyou hurriedly called the System, "Quick, can you give me a body?"
The System said, "You can use the jade bracelet to transform, and it will cost you 1000 points. But You, you only have 3000 points, including the 500 points for the Golden Finger mission, and 1000 points for forced separation. Why don't we … … "
Xie Ziyou said, "Don't talk nonsense, change it!"
He told himself that this was financial speculation. If he forced separation, the 1000 points would be wasted. But if he transformed and blocked the sword for the protagonist, the 1000 points would be an investment — he could earn more in the future!
Yes, it was an investment, not a pity for the boy!
Seeing Xie Ziyou's anxious tone, the System hurried to help him exchange.
But it would take at least a minute to transform, and it was obviously too late now. You Qin had already raised the long sword in his hand, and it was coming at him with the wind and snow!
Xie Ziyou wanted to cry, but no tears came out. He thought to himself, "What kind of nonsense is this?
Anxious for the master … Bah! It was obviously a willful distortion, and it wouldn't stop until it killed him! "
The villain's way of torturing the protagonist was quite particular. Torturing the protagonist in a small way was fun, and torturing the protagonist in a big way was bonus points. But torturing the protagonist to death was too much, and it would reduce the employee's performance. Xie Ziyou cursed You Qin in his heart for acting on his own initiative. He made up his mind and urged the green jade bracelet to move forward —
He had to help the protagonist block the sword!
Anyway, the jade bracelet was just a prop for him to stay in. Even if he didn't have a bracelet, he could still use a ring, a jade pendant, or even the protagonist's underwear …
While Guan Heng was in a daze, his weak left hand suddenly moved on its own. The jade bracelet on his wrist spun rapidly, and the flowing light was as bright as a lantern. With a fearless and determined posture, it directly collided with the long sword that was swinging down!
Guan Heng's pupils shrank!
The bracelet made of green jade was translucent and bright under the sunlight, gentle and delicate. It was the most delicate and fragile treasure in the world.
It faced death calmly and faced the long sword, trying to block the practitioner's all-out attack for him.
But it was made of jade, and this action was tantamount to a mantis trying to stop a chariot, or an egg hitting a stone.
Guan Heng's eyes suddenly became hot.
In just a short day, he felt as if he had been trekking in the desert for several months. His heart had long dried up and was full of cracks. At this moment, when he looked at the jade bracelet, it was like looking at a thirsty and dying person looking at an oasis lake. The water was clear, and the breeze was gentle.
It was not to save his life, but to redeem him.
His limbs and bones, which were already exhausted to the extreme, came out with a burst of strength. The young man desperately clenched his teeth, and a strong smell of blood rose in his throat. He stared at the jade bracelet, and the blue veins on his forehead bulged. He used all his strength to pull his wrist, and barely moved half a meter to the side!
The long sword brushed past his fluttering sleeve, and the wind swept away the clouds, cut the brocade cloth, and hit the huge rock.
"Boom!"
The rock, which was half the height of a person, made an earth-shattering roar. It actually split from the center, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror. The two huge rocks slowly collapsed, and heavily smashed to the ground on both sides.
In the dust, You Qin's beautiful eyebrows slowly knitted together.
She did not say a word, and raised her sword again.
The ice flowers were elegant, and the cold current rose again.
Guan Heng smiled softly, and the corners of his mouth rose little by little.
His eyes were blurred, and his eyebrows were gentle.
"It turns out that there are still people in this world who want me to live."
The young man whispered softly, and his drooping eyes were dyed with an attachment that no one could see. The end of his voice drifted in the wind raised by the sword energy, and fell to the bottom of the valley with the rumble of the falling rocks.
It turned out that there were still people in this world who were willing to save him, willing to die for him.
Guan Heng's eyes flashed with tears.
He slightly closed his eyes, and quietly raised his head. He solemnly saluted You Qin, and calmly said, "I'm sorry, miss, I don't want to die for the time being."
You Qin coldly said, "It's not up to you."
The whirlwind rolled up her white dress, and the azure Xuan Li suddenly condensed around her body. She lightly raised her long sword, and the ice blue flowers appeared again, dancing and spinning rapidly in the air. The edges of each snow-white petal were as sharp as the edge of a knife.
The long sword, with countless ice flowers, stabbed forward!
Guan Heng only slightly raised his lips, and left her with a light and free smile.
Then the young man looked up to the sky, and his feet exerted all his strength!
A piece of broken rock under his feet suddenly cracked, and a few pieces of broken rock rolled down the cliff nearby, sinking into the bottomless abyss below.
The huge rock was originally leaning against the side of the cliff, and now that the rock was broken, the path to the deep cliff was opened. Guan Heng spat out blood, and laughed loudly, as he quickly fell down the cliff.
The long sword pierced through his sleeve, and the young man's black clothes were dark, but his eyes were bold and heroic, like a falling black swallow.
"Miss You Qin," he said loudly, "If I don't die, we'll talk again in the future!"
The whirlwind lifted the thin veil covering You Qin's face, revealing half of her pretty chin. She looked in the direction the young man fell, and her red lips were slightly pursed, both shocked and angry.
The woman lifted her long dress, and was about to fly down the cliff, when the corner of her dress suddenly trembled.
You Qin's movements suddenly stopped.
She frowned, and took out a sparkling and translucent crystal from her sleeve.
The crystal flashed with light, as if it was very anxious.
That was the communication device that Miss gave them. It was not easy to get, and every time they used it, they had to pour in a large amount of Xuan Li, so they rarely used it.
This time, the light was so dazzling, and it was obvious that something big had happened to Miss.
You Qin glanced at the bottomless cliff. Dense branches stretched out from the side of the cliff, and the sharp branches were like countless sharp swords. In the distance, the roars of mysterious beasts could be heard, and countless birds were shaken.
In the desolate and uninhabited mountains, towering mountains and precipitous ridges meandered all the way to the horizon. It was unknown how many unknown lifeforms wandered along the way, and every gorgeous leaf could possibly contain fatal danger.
Forget it.
That boy … even if he escaped from her sword, he should not be able to survive.
…
Xie Ziyou was also worried about this problem.
He first blocked the sword, and then took the time to return to his body. He ordered You Qin to recall him, and then quickly rushed back. As soon as he fell into the bracelet, he felt that he was flying freely in the air — it was more exciting than a drop tower.
On the other side, Guan Heng was still thinking about the fragile jade while falling, so he tightly covered his left hand in front of his body.
From Xie Ziyou's point of view, the blood that the boy coughed out almost dyed the whole sky red.
But he was still laughing, and apologized to Xie Ziyou, "I'm sorry, You. I've dragged you down."
The youth refused to admit his mistake in front of You Qin, so he confidently jumped off the cliff. But after being blown by the cold mountain wind for a while, his mind calmed down. Feeling the force of the fall becoming more and more violent, Guan Heng had to admit that he was probably going to fall to his death here.
"In fact, I should have entrusted you to her … but I thought about it, and I couldn't bear to do it, so I was possessed …"
"Alas, it's my fault. If I die, so be it, but I have to leave you alone on this cliff for a long time."
"Shut up!" Xie Ziyou was almost crazy. I've already spent 1,000 points. If the protagonist died, wouldn't I suffer a double loss?
"You, I …"
"Shut the f * ck up! Don't you understand human language?!"
Xie Ziyou clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and made up his mind. He pulled out the transformation method prepared by the System and put it on himself —
The sky in front of Guan Heng suddenly darkened.
He was stunned and surprised, and he stared at the scene in front of him without blinking!
The boy who fell from the sky had delicate eyebrows and eyes, and his skin was whiter than snow. There was a Vermilion flower between his eyebrows.
The boy's ink-black hair fluttered wantonly behind him, and it rose with the wind. His beautiful peach blossom eyes seemed to be burning with fire, and his golden amber pupils were shining brightly, reflecting the mountains, the sun, the moon, the lake, the sea, and the stars, as well as a battered, weak, and bruised … him.
The boy's red lips slightly opened, and his voice was blown away by the wind. His body was slender, and his hands and feet were slightly cold. In the mountain full of secluded grass, he opened his arms in the rising cold wind —
He gave him a warm and soft hug.
Guan Heng's nose suddenly turned sour.
A faint fragrance floated from his arms. He buried his head and sniffed greedily. His eyes were white.
The fruity smell was a bit like watermelon in summer. It was sweet and refreshing, refreshing.
He was seriously injured and on the verge of death. Grass and leaves cut him into pieces. His father had personally banished him to the dangerous mountain ridge. He even had a cold sword pointed at the tip of his nose. The tears hanging in the boy's eyes did not fall.
But his weak stubbornness was immediately defeated in the face of a hasty warmth. He could not withstand a single blow.
At this moment, Guan Heng hugged Xie Ziyou's waist, which was as soft as jade. The mountain wind whistled in his ears like a drum, and in an instant, the world collapsed. Only the temperature in his arms was scorching hot, almost burning his soul.
It made him cry, and it was hard to control his emotions.
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