These days, Shenjiazhuang is extremely quiet. The old lady almost ignores everything in the village and leaves it to Bijun to take care of it. And Yi Ran read all the medical books that Huaping got in these few quiet days.
Although there is no book on how to cure premature aging, he has come up with a few methods himself, but these methods are more dangerous, so there is no need to try them yet.
Moonlit night, full moon.
Under the bright moon, with the breeze accompanied by the moonlight, a person drank alone in the pavilion by the lake.
At the top of the moon, the moonlight was bright and gentle. The soft moonlight made the night calm and peaceful. However, a beam of light broke the moonlight and the tranquility here.
Green light overflowed, cold and a bit bit chilly.
The sword followed the sword light, but seemed to be about to catch up with the sword light, and the man holding the sword was right behind the sword light. This move could not be said to be very fast, but he must be confident enough.
Maybe he prides himself on being different. If not, how could he draw a sword?
There are not many such people in the world, but they are everywhere in the world, so such people will not live long!
The light of the sword flickered, looking left or right, flying lightly, like a butterfly dancing among the flowers, or an oriole piercing the bottom of the leaves, insubstantial and elusive, and then the sword flew straight towards the pavilion.
But Xuanyi smiled, because this was a very funny thing.
The sword had already stabbed him, and he raised his hand casually, blowing out a gust of wind, a wind that was light and soft, but as sharp as a knife.
The moment the wind blew past, the sword light shattered, like stars, the sword also broke, broken into two sections, and the person exploded...exploded from it, bursting into flowers, as beautiful as stunning blood flowers!
When the blood flowers dispersed, there were two more corpses on the ground...
A woman walked slowly, bending her slender waist and taking slight steps, holding her bright wrists against the gauze. Her beautiful eyes glanced at the two corpses on the ground, and then she said with a pale face: "How many people have you killed in the past few days?" Already?"
"Who knows?"
"How come there are so many people trying to kill you?"
He looked up at the bright moon arbitrarily and said calmly: "If you kill me, you will become famous all over the world. If you kill me, I will be majestic. The most important thing is... if you kill me, maybe you will fall in love with me!"
Shen Bijun blushed and glared at him.
"I know him. He is Liu Yongnan, the eldest son of Mr. Liu Sanye, the 'Furong Swordsman'. He is known as the 'Jade Faced Swordsman' in the world. I met him once during my grandma's birthday."
"But I don't know him."
"You didn't know him, but he died in your hands." Shen Bijun sighed and said, "How many people do you want to kill?"
Ran Ran lowered his head to look at her and said with a smile: "They came to kill me. Who will be blamed if they die?"
Shen Bijun murmured: "Is this how people in the world live?"
"Jianghu is more terrifying than you imagine..."
Shen Bijun stared at him, sighed softly, and said, "But you seem to be able to live very freely and freely in the world!"
Ranran smiled and said: "That's right! A person like me is really suitable for walking in this world."
Shen Bijun said helplessly: "I just don't understand why you behave like this...so special. What kind of person are you?"
Randomly smiled and said: "You just don't understand that actually killing someone can be a very enjoyable thing."
"You are full of lies, I won't tell you anymore."
She turned to leave, but a hand held her.
"Let me go! What...what do you want to do?"
"I'm just holding hands, but I haven't kissed or hugged you. Why are you so anxious? Are you complaining that I didn't hug or kiss you..."
Shen Bijun cried anxiously: "Okay, please stop talking."
The slender hands, soft and smooth, pulled her away from Shenjiazhuang at will...
It was already midnight when we returned to Shen's house from the Daming Lake. The night was already dark. Shen Bijun saw that he was still holding her hand and was planning to walk to her boudoir, and she felt indescribably panicked.
"You...go to sleep."
"We have this plan!"
"Then you...then you still won't let go!"
Letting go of his hand, Shen Bijun suddenly felt empty in his heart... The flickering candlelight in the room shone on the window paper and reflected on Ran Ran's face. Why was he frowning?
Clothes were flying, the wind was blowing far away, and a figure fell from the eaves.
At first, Bijun thought it was someone who came to kill him again, but when he saw them, he immediately screamed and lost his voice.
There is not one person coming, but two people! They were a man and a woman. The woman seemed to be dead in the man's arms, and the man looked like he was about to die.
Xiao Shiyilang gasped and said urgently: "She asked me to come to you, can you save her?"
Feng Siniang was already a bloody man, with a sword wound on her chest that seemed to go straight to her heart, and two stab wounds on her shoulders.
Ranran said nothing, hugged Feng Siniang and walked towards the room...
A pill fell into Xiao Shiyilang's hand, and he said: "Stay well outside, it's a hemostatic pill, just take it." After saying this, the door was closed!
Even if you don't know this person, you know that he knows Yi Ran, not to mention that he brought Feng Siniang with him.
Xiao Shiyilang covered his mouth with his hands and coughed lightly.
Shen Bijun said softly: "Why don't you go to the guest room to recover from your injuries first?"
Xiao Shiyilang shook his head, swallowed the elixir, turned around and sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard.
Seeing this, Shen Bijun no longer tried to dissuade him. He glanced inside the room. He was very flustered and had no intention of sleeping. Then he also walked to the courtyard and sat down.
…
It's nearly nine o'clock.
The east has been lightly dyed with a touch of red clouds, and the dawn sun shines out slantingly.
Golden sunlight shone on the door.
Suddenly the door was pushed open. Xiao Shiyilang, who wanted to go over, stopped when he saw the door was closed again.
Ran Ran glanced at Shen Bijun, who looked slightly haggard, and said softly: "Go to sleep."
Shen Bijun asked: "Then Si Niang..."
"It's okay now."
She glanced at Xiao Shiyilang with flowing eyes, and then said: "Then you can rest easy."
After saying that, the person turned and left.
Randomly said: "Sit down."
Xiao Shiyilang sat down with him and said, "Thank you very much. Xiao owes Brother Ren his life."
He shook his head arbitrarily and said: "Don't say this, you just need to tell me how it came to be hurt like this."
Xiao Shiyilang said solemnly: "Brother Ren should know that now everyone in the world says that I took the deer-cutting knife."
"Well, what then?"
"Zhao Wuji, Tu Xiaotian, Hai Lingzi, and the One-Armed Eagle King are the ones guarding the sword. In fact, I had already snatched a fake sword from the One-Armed Eagle King earlier."
Ranyi said calmly: "The One-Armed Eagle King is dead. Zhao Wuji, Tu Xiaotian, and Hai Lingzi killed him in order to put the blame on you, right?"
Xiao Shiyilang nodded.
"I know all this. You just need to tell me who Si Niang was injured by. With your martial arts, there are not many people in the world who can hurt you."
Xiao Shiyilang said solemnly: "It's Zhao Wuji, Tu Xiaotian, Hai Lingzi, Situ Zhongping, Liu Seqing and Li Gang. The sword that hurt Siniang was Liu Seqing!"
He nodded casually and said, "Where are these people?"
Xiao Shiyilang glanced at him and remembered what happened at the wedding banquet that day, but he also said: "They should be at the Lianchengbi Mansion of Gusu's Wugou Villa."
