This figure is not tall. Looking from a distance, it looks very thin. It is far less muscular than the traffickers and foot soldiers in the countryside. However, it is this thin body that rushes out of the endless night and blocks the sharp blade.
And its owner is Zhao Shichen, who was weak and depressed in Liuxu Pavilion just now.
Wujiang was a little puzzled. Zhao Shichen obviously had no martial arts and was just an ordinary weak scholar. However, the speed he rushed out of the night just now was beyond the reach of many martial arts practitioners. He was so fast that she could hardly see clearly, which was even more incredible. What was surprising was that he actually rushed into the interlocking formation of seven people without any plan. You must know that some formations are difficult for even experts to break, and there is no way to start.
"He knows martial arts? Did he just hide his martial arts before?" Wujiang couldn't believe his own judgment.
Xi Liu took off a leaf that was blocking his view and held it between his fingertips: "He doesn't know martial arts."
"What?"
"This is probably what the world calls love." He stared ahead, unable to see his expression clearly, "The potential stimulated by love exceeds the limit speed of life."
Wujiang was silent for a moment and asked, "Does this happen often?"
Xiliu was a little dumbfounded. He turned to look at her. Under the cold moonlight, his eyes were dark and shiny, full of confusion and curiosity, and he looked serious. At this moment, he suddenly felt that her unreasonable vigilance and indifference towards the outside world had faded away from her. She was like a somewhat lonely child, full of curiosity and desire for the world. She stretched out her little paws to look out, as if she had discovered something. Trying to get an exact response to something that is contrary to one's own understanding.
He shook his head gently, and his voice couldn't help but become gentle: "This is very rare. I just heard the master say something when I was a child. A mother who has been ill for many years and cannot get out of bed will die when she sees her child under the hoof of a horse. When he was about to be trampled, he miraculously got up from the bed, rushed to the child with unimaginable speed, held the horse's hooves with his bare hands, and rescued the child. Everyone who saw this scene thought that the mother had recovered from her illness at that time. But in fact, the mother never stood up again and died soon after."
"A mother's love for her child." Wujiang whispered.
"Well, a mother's natural love for her children." Xi Liu seemed to be caught up in some kind of memory, "Not only people, but also animals. When I was a child, I lived in the mountains. There were many animals there. Once, it rained heavily on the mountain, and an ancient tree It broke at the waist and fell down just in time to hit a leopard nest. The female leopard had just given birth to five cubs and was very weak, but she used her body to hold on to the fallen tree until we found out. When we removed the cub from his When we took it out from under its belly, it couldn't hold on and fell. Later, when we checked the body of the female leopard, we found out that the tree had already smashed every inch of the bones in its back when it fell. According to common sense, it didn't survive at all. Maybe they can hold on to the fallen giant tree until we arrive."
Wujiang listened quietly, and finally nodded without saying anything. He just continued to watch the scene in front of him in silence.
The originally fierce fight came to a standstill due to the appearance of Zhao Shichen. The two parties were in a stalemate and the scene became quiet.
Zhao Shichen stood in front of Xia Yunluo, holding the incoming sword with both hands. Blood flowed along his wrist and sword tip into his sleeves and into the soil. He tried hard to support his body and prevent himself from falling: "You promised me, I won't touch her!" His voice became hoarse from exertion, filled with uncontrollable anger.
"You broke your promise first." The man in black who took the lead replied with a cold voice.
"I just asked her to leave."
"No need." The man in black snorted coldly, and moved the tip of the sword forward an inch, reaching Zhao Shichen's shoulder.
More blood remained, staining Xia Yunluo's entire skirt red. When Zhao Shichen rushed in front of her to block the sword, her mind went blank for a moment and she couldn't think at all. The farewell letter from that year is vivid in her mind, and every word is heartbreaking. She lived on hatred for three years and is still alive today. But why did this heartless and unlucky man, whom she had hated for three years, appear at this moment to block the sword for her and risk his life.
Let her...let her soften again, and something beneath the ashes begin to resurrect...
"Zhao Shichen, I'll give you one last chance to explain to me." She almost gritted her teeth before saying this.
"Yun'er, I..." When he faced the girl behind him, it seemed that all his confidence and hardness had been taken away again.
Facing his hesitant look, the anger that had been accumulated for many years suddenly surged into Xia Yunluo's heart: "Zhao Shichen, can you act like a man? What is there that you can't say!"
I am not an ignorant person. I know that love and hate are impermanent. If you had told me clearly face to face, maybe I would have been in pain and sadness for a while, but I would not be so aggrieved, so unwilling, so...hate you...
Her answer was still silence.
She raised her eyes, and her eyes fell on his shaky but still trying to support his back, which was stained with blood. She raised the corner of her mouth and suddenly smiled: "Do you think there is anything that I can't bear now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a plain hand reached over his shoulder and grasped the tip of the sword.
At that moment, Zhao Shichen's back trembled uncontrollably. He always thought that the choice he made was for her own good. He was always worried that everything would be irreversible after telling the truth, so he kept shrinking and escaping, but in the end it was a big mistake. .
His Yun Luo turned out to be much more persistent and stronger than he thought. She was so good. She was behind him, she and he held the same sword, and their blood flowed together. Suddenly, he was relieved and no longer afraid. After life and death, the blue sky would fall into the underworld. At worst, let's go together.
He raised his head and looked directly at the person in front of him, his eyes resolute and firm: "Kill me, I will not go back again."
"Do you really think I won't kill you!" There was obvious anger in the voice of the man in black.
"Zhao Shichen doesn't dare to be too presumptuous. He has always had a low life. He will accomplish nothing in this life and will only hurt others. He has made mistakes for three years and cannot make mistakes again."
"What about her? Have you never considered her?" When mentioning her, the man in black felt weak for a moment.
Zhao Shichen took a deep breath: "Zhao only loves Xia Yunluo in his life. He has always loved her before, now and in the future. No matter what, he will have to bear her down. If you really think about her, you should start from the beginning. You shouldn’t force me to marry her!”
As soon as Zhao Shichen said these words, almost everyone present was shocked.
The wall Xia Yunluo had built in the past three years suddenly collapsed, and the hard and thick scab on his heart was peeling off layer by layer. He said that he loved her, and only loved her in this life, before and in the future. She finally realized that she had said half of the words wrong in the past. It turned out that someone actually put a knife to his neck and forced him to get promoted to a high position and marry a beautiful wife. , except that the knife was on her neck, not his.
"It turns out that this person is Taiwei Shen." Xi Liu said softly, "It is said that Taiwei Shen loves his daughter deeply. It turns out that it is true. He does not hesitate to beat the mandarin ducks and ruin his reputation throughout his life."
"A lifetime of good reputation." Wujiang said these four words softly. Although he did not comment on it, Xiliu saw the slight disdain in her eyes.
"I'll give you one last chance." Taiwei Shen pressed his sword down, causing Zhao Shichen to sink.
Zhao Shichen spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pop" sound. He seemed to feel no pain at all, and instead a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "No need." His eyes fell on the corner of his skirt that was stained red with blood again on the ground, and he said lovingly: "A little more dirty."
Faced with Zhao Shichen's attitude, Shen Taiwei was furious: "Okay, you asked for this."
Everyone instantly felt the rising murderous aura around them. Yan Shisanniang's double swords swept back, and she was about to attack back. Just as the blade in Xiliu's hand was about to be released, they suddenly heard a voice coming from the dark bamboo forest: "Don't kill him! "
These words made Taiwei Shen's hands tremble, and the knife got stuck in the air.
The scene was still again. I saw a woman in yellow stumbling out of the darkness, her hair a little messy from running. As she ran, she shouted: "Dad, don't kill him, don't kill him." She was accompanied by two agile men wearing clothes. The man in brocade clothes got close, knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and looked like he was being punished.
"Don't blame them, I forced them to bring me here." The woman in yellow was panting, almost out of breath, but her voice was still clear and sweet, with a childlike air.
Hearing this title, everyone guessed that this person was Shen Wei's only daughter, Shen Ziyan.
She ran to Shen Wei and said anxiously: "Dad, what are you doing? Put down the knife quickly!" Seeing his hesitation, Shen Ziyan suddenly jumped up and pinched Shen Wei's ears, "You Let it go or not, let it go or not?”
Suddenly seeing this scene, everyone except the guards in black and Zhao Shichen were startled. The dignified Lieutenant Shen was being commanded by a little girl pinching his ears.
Shen Wei sighed and took back the knife.
Shen Ziyan snatched the knife and handed it to the guard in Jinyi behind him: "You are not allowed to give the knife to him without my instructions." The guard in Jinyi turned pale and tremblingly stretched out his hand to take the knife.
After Shen Ziyan handed over the knife, she breathed a sigh of relief, but her body seemed a little heavier. She slowly turned around and walked to Zhao Shichen, but her eyes went beyond Zhao Shichen and fell on Xia Yunluo.
Xia Yunluo also looked back at her, their eyes meeting each other across Zhao Shichen and the moonlight.
Xia Yunluo thought that Shen Ziyan must not know that in the past three years, apart from imagining the scene of meeting Zhao Shichen again, what she imagined most was what kind of person this woman who was by Zhao Shichen's side day and night was like. How beautiful, how gentle, how well-informed, how gentle and elegant she was, which made Zhao Shichen stretch his brows and laugh loudly. She could visit Li's house at night, and she could also visit Shen's house at night, but she never went, she didn't dare, she Afraid of encountering their harmonious harmony and deep love between husband and wife.
Now that she finally saw her, she didn't look like the lady she had imagined, but her eyes were involuntarily attracted to her. It wasn't her appearance or makeup, but the youthfulness that could not be hidden from her eyes and overflowed from her childhood. The innocence that was well protected and cherished spread over her beautiful face and shone in the moonlight, making it difficult for even women to resist, let alone men.
"It's so beautiful." But the overwhelming Shen Ziyan across from her suddenly sighed, "Miss Yunluo, you are even more beautiful than the one in the painting."
