After a moment of silence, a cool breeze blew from the side. It was autumn, so the wind was not cold. Nangong Xue smiled and continued, "You two enemies are not real neighbors. You can't blame me for this, right? Don't forget to get along with each other … "
His knees were numb from squatting. He bent his knees and knelt down, saying, "Young Master Yun, a year ago, the Seven Malevolent Demons took me to the old grounds of the Devil Cult and forced me to kneel and kowtow in front of your memorial tablet. I would rather die than do that. It wasn't because I was dissatisfied with you … It was just that I didn't like others forcing me, and I didn't want to see his pretentious and ugly face. Now, I'm willing to kneel before you. If I can pray for you and give you happiness in your next life, I'll kneel from morning to night … Speaking of the Seven Demons, I don't want to talk about him anymore. The current Wulin of the Central Plains is ten times more tragic than what you've seen before. Everywhere, there are signs of war, but I still believe that even if he gains power now, he can't avoid defeat in the future. Please keep the Xuan Shuang safe and sound, and don't be contaminated by his evil aura, okay? "No matter how she forced a smile, the pain in her heart could not be completely relieved. A few drops of tears rolled down her cheeks again.
She watched helplessly as a few drops of moisture fell on the ground, and another drop fell on the stamen of a flower, rolling gently, sparkling and translucent. However, with her current state of mind, this beautiful scene was all in vain. No matter how beautiful it was, it was still an empty dream. She said with a sorrowful tone, "It's just that my senior apprentice-brother and I don't know where to go. He's hot-blooded and cares about the world. I really can't say anything to hurt him. It's just that the predicament of the Seven Demons, who can solve it? I can't bear to leave my senior apprentice-brother; I can't bear to marry him; I can't bear to retire from Jianghu; I can't bear to fight together … Every day, every night, I struggle in the whirlpool of contradictions. I can't do everything well. Am I the only one left? From now on, there's no one to accompany me and give me advice. Even if it's nonsense, there's no one left, right? Listening to the drums of dawn and dusk, striking the wooden fish, and praying to Buddha with a clear mind, is this my final destination? My heart can't calm down, but if I want it to beat, it's half dead. I'm already a cripple, aren't I? I had no goals, no ideals, no friends, nothing … I hated myself for being like this, and I hated the fact that I couldn't change my current situation. The Seven Malevolent Demons always said that the winner was king. Could it be that only the strong could control the entire world? But when everyone becomes strong, heroes will fight for hegemony, and chaos will return … Humans will have too many troubles to worry about. I wish … I wish I could be like all of you, and lie in a grave as early as possible! "
Just as he finished speaking, a few strange chuckles sounded behind him. "Isn't it easy to die? We will fulfill your wish! " At the same time, several masked men in black jumped down from the top of the tree. They quickly formed a group behind her with various weapons in their hands. Cold light flickered. Just by looking at their weapons, it was obvious that this group of people was even more ferocious.
Nangong Xue abruptly turned around and calmly looked at the group of people. Although the momentum was leaning towards one side, there was no fear in her eyes. Even in the eyes of the men in black, they couldn't help but admire her.
Nangong Xue was the first to speak. "Just now, I was talking to my friends. It has nothing to do with you. Hiding in the dark and eavesdropping doesn't seem very polite, does it? "The leader of the men in black said," Stop being so long-winded! Are you Nangong Xue? We are here on our master's orders to take your life. "
Nangong Xue sneered. "I've never been a famous person. It's an honor for someone to remember me." It had always been the case that the enemy was strong and the enemy was weak. Seeing her so calm and composed, the men in black couldn't help but feel nervous. Who knew what kind of special martial arts she had learned in the past year? Wanting to end this quickly, they waved their hands and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense. Let's see who's the real deal! The loser will leave behind their heads! "
Nangong Xue sneered and said, "You should have!" She raised the Qing Mang Sword in her hand and parried. She had sealed the Yellow Mountain Sect's precious sword, the Cangquan Longyin, more than a year ago and no longer used it. Because the sword's murderous aura was too strong, she didn't want to kill people and didn't want to get involved in Jianghu fights. She only took the Qing Mang Sword for self-defense.
She hadn't used martial arts for more than a year, so when she used it again, her moves were stiff and stiff. The men in black had just come on stage to test her moves. They knew that her strength was only so-so, so they didn't care. The whole group of people surged forward. Since they had already concealed their identities, they didn't need to care about the rules of the Wulin world.
Nangong Xue had no fighting spirit at first, but after a few moves, her blood began to boil. She thought, "What is right? What is evil? Who has the right to enforce justice on behalf of the heavens? If other people want to kill me, I just have to make them lose their ability to fight. Why … why should I be soft? Why should I take more lives? "
Once she thought this through, the moves she learned when she was young gradually appeared in her mind and took shape. It was as if the people in front of her were no longer living people, but wooden targets used as practice targets. All he could see were weapons swaying in the air. With a 'ding' sound, she blocked one of the men's mace. She knew that her strength was small and if she fought for a long time, she would be at a disadvantage. When the man pressed the mace down with all his strength, she spun her body and nimbly turned in a circle. She drew her sword from the bottom and thrust it forward.
As soon as the man felt that the resistance was gone, the mace only had his own strength left. The mace suddenly sank and his body was pulled by the center of gravity, almost falling to the ground. Nangong Xue's sword moved smoothly. With a "puff" sound, it pierced into his shoulder. Taking advantage of the fact that he couldn't move, Nangong Xue jumped up and hit several acupoints on his back. Then she kicked his waist. Then, he turned around and started fighting with another person.
Right now the 'she' in his mind was no longer herself, but Li Yijie, who was fighting with the enemy. Every move and stance seemed to come from his hands, the power multiplied. She swept her sword horizontally and cut the enemy's arm in half.
The man cried out in pain and said, "What a vicious woman!" Nangong Xue coldly said, "You didn't see who was the one who provoked whom first. I didn't mean to harm your lives. I believe that the strong are respected, so I have to abide by this rule at all times and guard against the appearance of someone stronger than you. Now that you've suffered, do you still want to fight? " The man didn't reply, he retreated several steps. Behind him, two or three men charged forward. One was a whip, the other a short stick. They struck Nangong Xue's body at the same time.
Nangong Xue's sword parried the men's weapons. "Boring people," she said, "You don't understand!" Suddenly she felt a wave of sadness, "So many people have died, but the living are still so ignorant. When will they stop? Martial Brother, is this the righteous path that you've always wanted to protect? "
Her grief and anger suddenly turned into strength. Her Qing Mang Sword drew a flower, like a lotus pond blooming in the air, forcing the men in black to retreat. "How dare you be so presumptuous in front of the graves of the dead?" she said coldly.
The man in black looked around and saw that his companions were all injured. Just now he had been cut in the calf, so he couldn't move. "Our master said," he said hatefully, "Today he's only teaching you a lesson. Go back and tell Li Yijie that when he conquers the world, he'll pay back the humiliation of the past! "He waved his hand and shouted at his companions," Retreat! "Nangong Xue didn't chase after them. She looked at the men in black, and with a 'shua' sound, scattered in all directions.
Nangong Xue slowly wiped the blood off her sword and sneered, "You want to challenge my martial brother with just this little bit of skill? Go back and train for a few more years! He can kill you all with just one finger! "
After saying this, she was surprised. After training for so many years in the Wulin world, her original temperament had changed. Since when could she say something like this? Her face was bitter and she sighed, "I don't want to be enemies, but trouble always comes knocking on my door. Jianghu is not a peaceful place." She turned around and looked at the two tombstones. "If it were you, you'd have killed all these people long ago. Although I'm not as ruthless as you, you were very proud when you were alive. I won't let anyone humiliate you. "
While she was talking, she suddenly saw a piece of charcoal on the ground. Wrapping her hand with her sleeve, she bent down and picked it up. In the middle of the charcoal was a 'Yi' symbol. Where the two lines crossed, there was another sword-shaped line. The top of the line was higher than the ends of the two parallel lines. The bottom of the line was straight, and finally split into several sword-shaped objects. On the top left and bottom right, there were two Sanskrit symbols. On the top right and bottom left, there were golden characters. One could just barely make out the words' Tian 'and' Di '. When Nangong Xue saw this, she couldn't help but cry out, "Blood-soaked Protective Seal?"
According to the rumors in Jianghu, this Blood-soaked Protective Seal was the token of a sect that rose to prominence more than a year ago, the 'Soul-burying Blood Evil Spirit'. The symbol in the middle meant 'I, the Unique and Righteous'. The two Sanskrit characters meant 'sun' and 'moon'. When the two were combined, it was the master of heaven, earth, sun, and moon. It contained the meaning of 'supreme in the world'. After this token was created, it quickly became the unique symbol of the Seven Evil Spirits in the eyes of the world. When he killed people and did evil in various places, the 'Blood-soaked Protective Seal' symbol could be found at the scene.
But in the past year, it was said that he didn't have a fixed residence. He traveled from place to place and overpowered several cities. Only the capital remained peaceful. Now that this Blood-soaked Protective Seal symbolizing death had appeared at the Wangyang Slope, what was the meaning of this? Could it be that the Seven Evil Spirits had already arrived at the capital? Or could it be that he had taken over all the other territories and was planning to directly attack the imperial city to settle the score with his old enemies?
Her heart thumped incessantly. When those black-clothed men came to ambush her, they said that they were warning her. Assassination was probably secondary. Their real goal was to deliver this token to her. If this speculation was true, Jianghu would be in chaos again. The consequences were not something a weak woman like her could bear.
If they planned to hand it over to the Wulin Alliance Head, why would they use her hand and go around in a roundabout way? She felt that there were many mysteries, but they weren't something she could solve alone. She didn't want to meet Li Yijie again. Since official business was more important, there was no need to avoid it.
She originally thought that a year would be enough for her to let go. Who knew that when she really stood in front of the Snow Song Palace, her heart would still be filled with fear. She hadn't seen her Senior Martial Brother for six years, but there had never been so many grudges. Moreover, she had met him in front of her Master's sickbed without any preparation. There was no need for words. They had a tacit understanding of each other.
When she left and hid in Shuiyue Nunnery, she used the identity of Xia Shengxun to speak sarcastically to him. After they reconciled, they had always been sweet together. Only this time, it was an unprecedented awkwardness. She didn't know how to face her Senior Martial Brother.
After gathering her courage for half a day, she finally stepped inside, trembling. This cautious attitude was far different from the free and easy heroine of the Nangong Palace. Time had taken away her immaturity, but it also took away everything she was proud of.
When she arrived in front of the small firewood shed, she knocked on the door a few times. No one answered for a long time. She heard from a passing eunuch that Lord Li just happened to be out on some business. The so-called business was nothing more than to inquire about the whereabouts of the Xuan Shuang. She didn't know whether she should rejoice or feel sad. Fortunately, her Senior Martial Brother wasn't deliberately avoiding her, nor was he drinking himself into a stupor in his room. However, this matter was too urgent. If she came back a few days later, she wouldn't be able to sleep for several nights.
Moreover, she was living alone in the quiet night. There were many cracks between the wooden planks. Even if it was repaired once, because it was too old and worn out, it wouldn't be long before another hole could be found on the other side. Such a weak and run-down house would probably collapse with just a few blows from someone's palms.
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