The heavy snow outside the window covered everything, making it difficult to see clearly in front of people's eyes.
Through the half-open window, a gust of wind blew the scattered snowflakes into the house, falling to the ground and blending with the blood.
Yes, snow and blood melted together.
It was a boy who was only half his age, and blood had already stained his lower body clothes. His right hand kept shaking, but he still slowly raised it and touched the blood from the corner of his mouth.
A figure stopped in front of him: "You are so strong at such a young age, it is really impressive."
"Why don't you give me a good time."
The young man looked at his fingertips stained red with blood and laughed contemptuously: "You can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife. You can kill me with just one knife, so why bother to waste so much effort."
There were traces of water stains on the black boots, as if they were traces of walking in the snow outside the house.
Even though he was wearing a brocade robe, he treated a young man so harshly. No matter how rich he was, it was just to cover up the corruption in his heart.
The man squatted down, and the corners of his clothes embroidered with gold threads scratched the ground, raising a small amount of dust. The dust was so small that it was almost unnoticeable, but it made the seriously injured boy who was lying on the ground feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Future master of the Perak Sect, if I kill you so easily, how much trouble will it bring to myself. But things are different now. The Perak Sect has many old enemies in the world. If you die like this, what will happen to the world? I can only lament that your father has committed too many sins."
The man reached out and grabbed a handful of the boy's hair, and the huge tearing sensation made him raise his head in pain.
"I will find someone to throw you at the Yellow River Ferry. It seems you haven't seen the Yellow River yet. In that case, just stay there and spend the rest of your time."
The boy's eyes were bloodshot: "You'd better pray that I can die."
"Hahahaha," the man laughed, "I really like your temperament. If it weren't for your identity, you would definitely be able to help me."
The pain that was piercing his body made it difficult for the young man to say a word anymore. The white snow outside the window drifted into the biting cold, making the blood in the house even more shocking and dazzling.
He wanted to rush forward and pull the figure away to see who it was. But he found that he couldn't move at all, as if he was firmly grasped by something.
The bright red blood on the ground stung his eyes, and his legs suddenly began to hurt violently. He was in so much pain that he wanted to scream loudly, but found that he couldn't cry out.
The boy on the bed suddenly started shaking violently.
Dr. Chen, who was tinkering with medicinal materials at a table nearby, heard the noise and immediately hurried to the bed. He stretched out his hand to hold his hands firmly, and at the same time took the white towel that had been lying beside the bed with his other hand and stuffed it into the boy's mouth. , in case he bites his tongue due to violent trembling.
The door was pushed open at this time.
"What's wrong with him?" Qiu Moyuan wanted to come and see how the child he rescued was doing, but when he entered the door, he saw him trembling and in pain.
"Don't worry, City Lord. He has been deeply poisoned and suffered such serious injuries. He is probably just too weak and having nightmares at the moment. He should be fine in a while." Doctor Chen said, but the strength in his hands did not relax at all. .
Sure enough, within half a cup of tea, Dr. Chen's hand felt that the force resisting him gradually relaxed, and the boy on the bed gradually calmed down.
"Child, wake up." Dr. Chen released his hand, reached out and took off the white towel from his mouth, calling softly.
The boy on the bed slowly opened his eyes.
The pain in his knees felt like needles, and there was a tearing feeling in his heart, but what came into view were the faces of two unfamiliar middle-aged men.
His instinctive reaction made him want to jump up to protect himself, but it affected his whole body. When he tried to move, the pain all over his body made him unable to support him at all.
Doctor Chen saw his intention to get up and immediately held him down: "My child, your injury is serious, don't move."
"I'm not dead," the young man who had been silent for a long time finally spoke hoarsely. He looked at Qiu Moyuan, who was standing beside the bed, "I seem to remember your face. Did you save me?"
After Doctor Chen and Qiu Mo looked at each other from afar, they stood up silently and gave up their seats next to the bed.
Qiu Moyuan stroked the hem of his clothes and sat down. When Doctor Chen retreated and they were the only two people left in the room, Qiu Moyuan finally spoke: "Yes, I found it in the grass at Fengling Ferry. Please tell me why you are there, why you are so seriously injured, a child, who on earth could do such a heavy hand to you?"
The young man was a little silent, and his face after being seriously injured was so pale that it was heartbreaking.
Qiu Moyuan smiled faintly: "You have the poison of two hearts in your body. I already knew that you are no ordinary person, but I have chosen to save you because I saw you in the grass that night, and you were covered in blood. , but his eyes are full of the desire to live, can you tell me, who are you?"
The boy's eyes seemed to move.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you, I am Nai Qiu Moyuan, and the place you are in now is Yunzhong City. Have you heard of it?"
The words "Yunzhongcheng" seemed to have an effect. The young man finally raised his eyes again and looked at the person sitting beside the bed.
"You are actually the city lord of Yunzhong City?" After regaining consciousness just now, the young man no longer had the hoarse voice just now, and his voice gradually became clearer.
Qiu Moyuan still maintained the indifferent smile just now: "I didn't expect that you know Yunzhong City at such a young age, so now can you tell me who you are?"
"I," the young man hesitated for a while, then finally spoke, "my name is Zhou Hanbai."
In the room, the only sound of silence was the breathing of the two people.
The serious injury made Zhou Hanbai's breathing become a little short.
After an unknown amount of time, Qiu Moyuan finally spoke slowly: "When Dr. Chen told me that you were in love with someone, I already guessed that you were no ordinary person, but I didn't expect that you were actually the young master of the Thunderbolt Sect. "
Perak Gate, which is famous in the world of martial arts, is known as the king in the north and is famous for developing various firearms. According to legend, sometimes even the imperial troops purchased firearms from them.
Although Yunzhong City has gained a reputation in the world, it is obviously not what it is good at when it comes to firearms. For Perak Gate, we also hope to maintain friendly relations in the world.
It is said that the first wife of Perak sect leader Zhou Huaiyuan gave birth to a son named Zhou Hanbai, who was handsome and extraordinary in appearance. At the tenth birthday party, Master Zhou held a banquet for guests from all walks of life and invited heroes from all walks of life to be guests of Pili Gate. At the same time, he announced Zhou Hanbai as the future master of Pili Gate.
Most people who attended the birthday banquet were full of praise for Zhou Hanbai, saying that although he was young, he was very energetic and would definitely be a hero even better than his father in the future.
Qiu Moyuan already knew in his heart that the Pili Sect had a unique secret recipe for developing firearms. As the only son of the Zhou Sect Master, Zhou Hanbai would be the heir to this unique skill. This alone may be enough to bring him endless harm.
"A few days ago, there was news of a funeral from the Perak Sect. The young master of the Perak Sect, Zhou Hanbai, was assassinated and died. He will be mourned in three days." Qiu Moyuan paused, glanced at the person on the bed, and seemed to want to learn from his Something could be seen in the expression, "It should be today."
After hearing this, Zhou Hanbai laughed silently: "It seems that my death is really very happy."
For some reason, seeing Zhou Han's pale face, Qiu Moyuan felt a little distressed: "Bai Ma Hanru, I gave you this name. Your father should love your mother very much."
"Love? Maybe it's love."
"Since you are already dead in Perak Gate, why not stay in Yunzhong City?"
Seeing the shocked look in Zhou Hanbai's eyes, Qiu Moyuan seemed to be looking at one of his own children, and showed a rare and loving look: "I have heard about the reputation of the young master of the Pili Clan for a long time. He is extremely smart and has an extraordinary bearing. Yunzhong City is here The foundation in Jianghu is still lacking, and all kinds of talents are needed to defend it. Not to mention your injuries and poisons, only Yunzhong City can protect you."
Qiu Moyuan's words shocked Zhou Hanbai, and he tried to sit up with strength. Qiu Moyuan saw that he couldn't resist him, so he helped him up and let him lean against the bed: "City Lord, if you are from Perak Gate, Knowing that I'm not dead, I'm afraid it will bring a lot of trouble to Yunzhong City. Not to mention what I look like now." As he spoke, Zhou Hanbai couldn't help but stretched out his hands to touch his knees, feeling weak and feeble, as if he was starting to feel pain. Slowly disappeared, "What use is it to you?"
Qiu Moyuan thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand and gently touched the head of the boy leaning on the edge of the bed.
The young man was a little surprised.
"The day I saw you, your eyes told me that you want to live, and this alone is enough." Qiu Moyuan said, "Although Dr. Chen is unable to cure the poison in your heart, I will visit famous doctors for you. I believe that in this vast world, there will always be experts outside the world——
I wonder if you would like to become my teacher? "
There seemed to be something shining in Zhou Hanbai's eyes.
"City Lord, why are you?"
Qiu Moyuan smiled: "Zhou Hanbai, you have died once, so what else is there to be afraid of? Since God has given you this opportunity, why not try to fight back?"
Zhou Hanbai's hands clenched unconsciously.
Yes, originally he even thought that he would die in that bone-chilling cold night, but now that he was able to crawl out of such an ordeal, what else was he afraid of?
As long as you live well and one day stand in front of the person who harmed you, that is the best way to repay God for giving you this opportunity to survive.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt at ease.
"Thank you, Master."
"In this case, the name Zhou Hanbai no longer suits you——
Once you enter Deyunzhong City, my teacher will give you a new name——
Just call you——
Dirty. "
The boy on the bed showed a smile. This smile was not as helpless as before. It was the first smile that showed some happiness after being so seriously injured.
"Ranchen thanks Master for giving me the name."
