Jiangshan side

Chapter 25

The moon crows, the frost and snow float, and the lingering winter night is soft and quiet. The sound of fallen leaves is like the whisper of a sympathizer. The humidity of the wood has lost a trace of color between the sky and the earth.

Fuxi was dressed in fox-white fur, with a haggard and pale face. He just stood in front of the pavilion with a bright lantern in his hand, and held the little jade flute tightly with the other hand. Although he was wearing thick fur, he That fair face was still a little flushed by the cold winter night wind.

The man in front of him was as silent as the night, so that he couldn't see a glimmer of light.

"I want to ask you something."

The long dullness was broken by this deep and powerful voice, and Fuxi just stared blankly at the pitch-black figure in front of him, feeling helpless like drowning.

"The second assassin who entered Wanqi Zhong's room to assassinate him was sent by you."

"Yes."

"The two murder weapons were also placed in my house by you."

"Yes."

"The strategy of slowing down the army is to go out as an envoy and then go to the field. First destroy the embassy, ​​then live in the general's mansion, then kill Wan Tongzhong, quickly capture Pingyi City, and then attack Yuzhou City. Everything will go according to your plan."

"Yes." Fuxi's voice became weaker and weaker, unable to explain any more, her thin body trembled lightly like autumn leaves.

"The ten-day love with me is just to gain my trust so that you can carry out your plan?"

Fuxi looked at Bailige sadly, his beautiful eyes were gradually covered with a layer of hot water mist and turned into teardrops, he opened his mouth but was unable to speak as if he was dumb, as if there was a lump in his throat, now he has been forced to to the cliff.

"Or, if this person is not me, Bailige, you can also spend ten days with him for Nanping." Bailige sneered, and turned to stare at the teary-eyed man in front of him.

Fuxi felt cold all over his body as if being pushed into a bottomless cold pool, he looked at Bailige in horror, choked with sobs and shook his head desperately, and explained with all his strength: "It's because of Changyi that I... I am like this... ...I don't do that to other people..."

"Why are you ashamed?"

"Ashamed...hahahaha..." Fuxi suddenly burst into a loud and wry laugh, and despite the tears raging on his face, he yelled hysterically, "Yes!! I, Fu Changyin, am ashamed of my teacher's life!! I am ashamed of Nanping!! More I’m ashamed of you, Baili Changyi!!”

Bailige frowned deeply, raised his hand to lightly touch Fuxi's porcelain-white face, a crystal teardrop sprang from the tip of his finger, and the tide of distress almost drowned him...

Chang Yin, why do you have to do this?

"Are you really not afraid that I will die because of this?" Bailige looked deeply at Fuxi, with deep sorrow and helplessness in his cold eyes.

One sentence defeated all of Fuxi's will, and he felt the heart-piercing pain hit him. He could no longer hold on like a wilted flower, even though the sour tears soaked his face and seeped into his mouth, it turned out to be So bitter and so bitter: "I will accompany you when you die, so that we can stay together forever, without bothering about the disturbances in the world."

Bailige hugged Fuxi into his arms vigorously, unable to restrain the impulse in his heart, he just wanted to use his own warmth to warm Fuxi's bone-chilling body.

The dimly extinguished lantern fell, and a small flame was ignited, which was quickly reduced to ashes.

"I, Fu Changyin, am ashamed of everyone... I am ashamed of everyone..." Fuxi choked with pain, murmuring intermittently, "But I am sincere to you... Toka of the General's Mansion is sincere , has never changed... only you have touched your body, believe me..."

The heart-wrenching pain of being forced to a dead end broke out completely, making him ignore the man's dignity, allowing the hazy mist in his eyes to gather into tears and drip, soaking Bailige's lapel.

Bailige pursed his lips, his arms as strong as steel imprisoned his thin and cold body in front of his chest, his warm cheeks were pressed against Fuxi's side face, his lips gently kissed the other's earlobe, and he hugged him so quietly. A gentle hug is worth a thousand words.

"I'm sorry... I just want you to go back to Qishan... I really didn't want you to die..." Fuxi sobbed softly in Bailige's arms, the tears in his eyes were surging, and the guilt of the past few days The worry and worry almost made him collapse, and it was not until now that he was leaning in Changyi's arms that he was able to relax.

"I've loved you for seven years and spoiled you for seven years. You know I can't bear to blame you, no matter what you do." Baili Ge kissed Fuxi's hair tenderly and said affectionately, " Do you know how much I love you and believe in you, I told you before, neither hate nor resentment."

Hearing this, Fuxi looked up at Bailige with tears in his eyes, his gentle and affectionate eyes still made him feel at ease, but suddenly his whole body went numb, and he fell heavily into Bailige's arms.

Bailige hugged Fuxi in his arms, he kissed away the teardrops on that face carefully and tenderly, and said helplessly: "But now you hate me or blame me, I can no longer let you go."

Fuxi's eyes closed slightly, and he tried his best to maintain the last trace of consciousness. He finally understood why the other party would suddenly risk going deep into the enemy's camp to find him.

"Changyi...isn't he always plotting against me..." Fuxi smiled weakly and said softly.

"Because I love you."

One life, one love, this life, one heart and one person together.

The bright moon is a mirror, and the white head spends it together.

【Yuzhou City East】

The waning moon was like a hook, reflecting a pale silver in the east of the city.

The black shadows are like night, standing on the white tower with frost in the eyes.

According to legend, there is a flowerless tree in the desert, which has no flowers, no seeds, and no heart, so some people set up a sect in its name, also known as the Wuhuamen.Now that Mu Jingnian thinks about this legend, he only thinks it makes sense.In his view, all ruthlessness comes from heartlessness and evil thoughts, which can turn people into demons in just a moment.The friendship between him and Bailige is just a moment when they meet in troubled times, and it doesn't take much time to turn from kindness to hatred.

The clouds and mist dispersed, and he looked at the two figures approaching with indifference in his eyes. It seemed that this was God's will - at this time, Bailige was still carrying one person, which seemed to him to be vulnerable.

He put on the silver mask and floated down, and the long sword came in front of the two of them awe-inspiringly.

"Who is it?" Bailige frowned vigilantly, and subconsciously hugged Fuxi who had passed out.

Mu Jingnian only thought it was funny, it seemed that the other party regarded him as an ordinary assassin, he drew his sword to protect Fuxi, and in his eyes was the killing intent he had seen countless times.

I don't know how many people in the world have shown him this kind of look, and they all died tragically under his split blade in the end.

Mu Jingnian clenched the sword tightly in his palm, even Bailige who had a friendship with him was no exception. Broken, the brocade was immediately messed up, especially under the pale moonlight.

Mu Jingnian was a little hesitant, he changed the sword technique in his hand, and he couldn't decide for a moment—to kill, or not to kill?

At this time, Fuxi was completely unconscious and his whole weight was drooping on Bailige's body, but Bailige resisted with one hand, and he had to protect Fuxi in his arms to meet the enemy. After a few moves, he was soon in a weak position.

But he was also puzzled, the other party seemed to be hesitant, and he didn't want to be cruel to him for a long time, so he thought that this person might have sympathy or other secrets, so he said: "Your Excellency does not seem to be from Nanping, I should have nothing to do with you if I take away the Nanping military division." Why, why are you doing this?"

After hearing this, Mu Jingnian glanced at Fuxi in his arms, Guan Yixiao's infatuation and crazy appearance when he talked about Bailige suddenly appeared in his mind, and for some reason, an unknown anger burst out instantly.

Some were angry at Guan Yixiao's unrequited love, some were jealous, Mu Jingnian went mad in just a split second, his sword technique instantly transformed into thousands of split blades, lightning like a spirit snake, and the sword pointed at It turned out to be Fuxi in Bailige's arms!

Bailige watched in horror as a beam of light came towards Fuxi, and at the very moment of the attack, he turned around without saying a word, and the strength of one hand could not resist Mu Jingnian's crazy blow with all his strength.