Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

The person whose name was called raised the corners of his mouth and showed an undisguised smile. His expression looked extremely calm, and he didn't look like he had just died at all.

Zhuo Yinglian didn't believe in evil, and shot directly at the injured side of the opponent's right arm.However, Shen Zhaoyun immediately retreated half a step, dodging her offensive, pretending to be defensive, suddenly grabbed her wrist, and twisted her back.

The distance between the two is extremely close, and it's time to test the skills of hands and feet. Zhuo Yinglian took advantage of her light waist and made a huge shot, which gave her opponent an opportunity. While twisting her slender wrist behind her back, she hid the The hidden weapon in the sleeve shook out and fell to the ground.

Zhuo Yinglian tried to fight back, but Shen Zhaoyun's injured arm clamped her waist and abdomen tightly, and she couldn't move at all.The latter kicked the hidden weapon far away at his feet, and complained: "Miss Zhuo is really scheming. Just now, in order to dispel your viciousness, I had to pretend to be dead, and I got injured all over. I don’t dare to be fooled a second time.”

Zhuo Yinglian struggled several times, but seeing that there was no hope of escape, she simply sneered: "It seems that you are not as stupid as you seem."

Shen Zhaoyun suppressed the joke in his tone, and said, "You are not as shrewd as you seem, Tianxing will no longer be at your mercy."

Zhuo Yinglian turned her head and saw her former companion hiding a few steps away from Shen Zhaoyun's side, watching closely the fight between the two, with a bit of timidity in her eyes, but also a bit of deliberate viciousness , looks like an ordinary child.

Zhuo Yinglian glanced at it briefly, then looked away, and said, "Forget it, now Xiyang has been taken by Lu Zhengqiu, so what's the use of keeping him."

Shen Zhaoyun turned his eyes to the two masters and apprentices behind him, and raised his voice: "Dongqing, your master is so wise and powerful, why have you never mentioned it to me?"

Zhuo Yinglian ignored his provocation, but said coldly: "You really are wise and powerful. Lu Zhengqiu, you lied to me and them, just to volunteer to be a hero. But don't forget, Xiyang is an ancient artifact. The abundance of spiritual power is completely beyond your control, even if you save your life temporarily, how long can you last without the support of Youying Yuanshen?"

Lu Zhengqiu did not answer her words.

On the contrary, Di Dongqing was startled, and immediately turned to the person around her, seeing that the other person's face was indeed pale, she simply put her finger on the other person's pulse, and was immediately horrified.

He has studied medicine for many years, and he has never seen such a disordered and weird pulse.

He remembered Shen Zhaoyun's words, Tianxing's body also showed such abnormality, it was the result of his mother stealing the soil to keep his life alive, what Tianxing touched was only a fraction of Lu Zhengqiu...

Thinking of this, his heart was burning with anxiety. Before the master could speak, he met Zhuo Yinglian's gaze and said impatiently: "Even if he turns into mud, he is still my master."

Zhuo Yinglian sneered, with undisguised disgust in his eyes.

Her gaze was still fixed on the face of her former companion: "Besides, since you have taken the land for yourself, Mr. Xia will never let you go. This capital city has turned into a sea of ​​prisons. Do you think you can escape and ascend to heaven?"

Contrary to her expectations, instead of being timid, Lu Zhengqiu said calmly, "I will not run away."

"Are you going to wait to die?"

"I'm going to find Xia Qiyuan."

Zhuo Yinglian couldn't help being startled, and after a long time, she murmured: "Are you crazy?"

Lu Zhengqiu continued: "Ying Lian, many things in this world are not what they appear on the surface, and more often they are completely opposite to what you see. To retreat is to advance, to abandon is to defend, and to leave is to gather."

"This is the truth you have realized in nine years? It's just a fool's dream, just to comfort yourself."

"It's the same for you. I will replace Tianxing to find Xia Qiyuan, so your mission has been completed. You have not neglected your duty, let alone broken your promise. Why do you still have to fight with me?"

Zhuo Yinglian stared at him with wide eyes.

Lu Zhengqiu continued: "Actually, I understand that it is because you pleaded for me in front of him that I was spared thousands of tortures. You don't want to take revenge on me, because I was your former partner, and you still have love in your heart... ..."

"Enough!" Zhuo Yinglian sternly stopped him, "Are you talking in your sleep?"

Lu Zhengqiu turned to Shen Zhaoyun and said, "Mr. Shen, please let her go."

Shen Zhaoyun shrugged, and really let go of Zhuo Yinglian's wrist, and stepped back a little.

Zhuo Yinglian clenched her five fingers and let go, she couldn't believe that she was really free again, and Lu Zhengqiu was standing in front of her, within arm's reach, his eyes were dull and lifeless, his posture was defenseless, pale and thin The figure looked vulnerable and vulnerable.

But among the two, she was the loser.

She was silent for a long time, and finally raised the corners of her lips, and said, "The thing I hate the most in my life is a smart person like you who is full of reason."

Lu Zhengqiu was stunned, and said: "If you let go of the old hatred, you might not be able to regain a new life."

Zhuo Yinglian shook her head slowly, her eyes briefly glanced at the sky, and then she quickly retracted, letting out a sigh from the depths of her throat: "That child may be able to, but I'm already too late."

She narrowed her eyes and looked at the sky above her head, and said in a low voice, "It would be great if there was only hatred in this world."

The sky is still leaden gray, and dark clouds are rolling in from all directions, with hideous faces, pressing down on the eaves of thousands of households, just like the regrets and sorrows, struggles and hardships in the world, always lying on top of the head, never lessened by half .

Lu Zhengqiu took a step forward, raised his hand gropingly, put it on her shoulder, and said, "Ying Lian, don't—"

Zhuo Yinglian shook his hand away.

Shen Zhaoyun was also stunned, his eyes were still sharp, she saw that Zhuo Yinglian's fingers were clearly holding a silver needle.

The silver needles are not hidden in the cuffs, but are buried in the gaps between the nails. She plucks the strings and draws the bow all the year round, and her fingers are more slender than ordinary people, as if possessed by magic. It turns out that the secret of making the music clear and vigorous , was actually deeply buried in her body skin.

Shen Zhaoyun couldn't imagine how deep and long the pain of inserting a sharp object into his flesh and blood would be.Years of pain entrenched in her body like vines, growing and turning into her strength.

The blood flowed down her fingertips and merged into a beautiful red line on the back of her white hand, surpassing all gold and silver ornaments, embellishing her bleak and pale life into a magnificent melody.

What she hates is the world or herself.

Shen Zhaoyun has no way of knowing, because she has already stabbed the silver needle into her throat.

Bloodshots gushed out from the thin neck, and under the skin, dark purple spots gradually spread, climbing up her shoulders, chin, chest and back, like a gorgeous flower blooming on her body.Then, she slowly closed her eyes and fell on her back.

Although people are dying, flowers are still blooming vigorously.

Shen Zhaoyun looked at her body and sighed, "It turns out that Yao Xian's name is Ying Lian, and she is really a poor person. However, she has killed countless martial arts righteousness in her life, so she has fulfilled her wish."

Lu Zhengqiu didn't make a sound, just pursed his lips silently, the next moment, he felt his hand was hot, his five fingers were gently grasped, and he groped in the palm of his hand.

Fortunately, what adorns his life is not strings made of blood, but a pair of warm hands.

He felt a burst of relief in the darkness, his lamp was beside him, wrapping him in a warm embrace, dispelling the tyranny and wrath of the ancient gods.

In this way, even if this body is wiped out, there will be no regrets.

The abandoned courtyard fell silent for a short while, and the sound of fighting in the distance became clearer, beating the ears of the people in the courtyard.

The conflict between the rebels and Yuchang's army has turned into a bloody battle, and there is no sign of stopping.

The sky in the north was dyed red by the sky fire.

Shen Zhaoyun came in front of the master and the apprentice, and said, "Master Zhengqiu, are you really going to find Xia Qiyuan?"

Lu Zhengqiu nodded: "I know where it is. He has revealed the plan to us. Under the imperial city, there is also an underground palace hidden, which is the secret place where the Nine Cauldrons are placed."

"Underground Palace?" Shen Zhaoyun was horrified, "But isn't the Jiuding already transported to the altar and used as a ritual vessel?"

Lu Zhengqiu shook his head and said: "Those are fake, they are just ordinary ironware. The real Jiuding is something left by Zhuzhao Yuanshen in the world, and it has been kept secretly by the royal family."

Shen Zhaoyun was dumbfounded, and asked after a while, "Where is the entrance to the underground palace?"

Lu Zhengqiu sighed, and said: "It depends on your help, I'm blind, I'm afraid I can't find it."

Shen Zhaoyun frowned and said, "But is your body still able to handle it?"

"Don't worry about me," Lu Zhengqiu said lightly, then turned to Di Dongqing, "Do you still remember the half of the Yushan clan's medical genealogy?"

Di Dongqing let out an ah.

Lu Zhengqiu went on to say: "Since Fuyao Qingfeng was controlled by Feng Tingjian, he must have penetrated the mystery of the art of moving souls, so I think, everything is born and then perishes, and every thing advances and then retreats, as long as we follow his method, it may not be You can’t remove the things outside your body. Dongqing, didn’t you keep saying that you want to remove the cold poison from my body?”

Di Dongqing nodded emphatically: "Let's stop him and find a medical record, and then I will definitely heal Master's illness, as well as his eyes."

Even if he travels through thousands of mountains, even if he is poor in this life, he still has to find a way.