The red clothes are strong, and the long hair is flying. The man in front of him had a high brow bone and a deep and handsome outline. He looked at Qin Shan, his eyes were clear, and his expression was gentle and harmless, but Qin Shan knew that he was a long sword with a sheath, and the next second, it would emit a cold light and cut into the bones.
This person is Liu Han, the leader of the Demon Sect, Xiao Yiran's little apprentice, and Qin Shan's only apprentice.
Qin Shan looked at him.
"Master Liu," he said, his tone like ice.
Liu Han didn't care about Qin Shan's indifference and resistance, but said with a smile: "I know that after my brother leaves, I will definitely come here as soon as possible. I will come here every day to wait for you. Last month, on the anniversary of Master's death, I was there too. I toasted my brother at the tomb."
Qin Shan didn't say anything.
Liu Han was sorry for him, but not Xiao Yiran. He toasted and cleaned the tomb for his master, but Qin Shan couldn't say anything.
He took a step forward and looked at the slanted tombstone, as if seeing him and Yan Mobei standing in front of the tomb that day.
The figure of the past seemed to overlap with the light and shadow in front of him. Qin Shan didn't want to think about it any more. He knocked his head three times at the tombstone, and then said directly to Liu Han, "I'm here to get something."
Liu Han smiled bitterly, "Senior brother doesn't want to say a word to me?"
Qin Shan was impatient to talk nonsense with him, and just stood with his hands behind his back. Liu Han knew that if he said a few more words, Qin Shan was afraid that he would misunderstand that he was unwilling to hand over the old things, and that he would not be able to offend this stubborn temperament, and the two would have to fight.
He could only sigh and threw a long sword in the air.
Qin Shan caught the sword and rubbed the pattern on the scabbard.
This is his sword, made for him by Xiao Yiran when he was still alive.
I remember at that time, the mad swordsman said: Shan'er is smart and stubborn, easy to go to extremes. Master casts a sword for you, without showing edge, without showing ingenuity, and being clumsy and clumsy. But there is nothing in the world that is more skillful than clumsy, or wise as foolishness. I hope this sword accompanies my disciple, safe and smooth.
But he still took a slanted sword and failed his master's painstaking efforts.
That day, the sword was lost after he was trapped in Shaolin. Qin Shan knew that even if Liu Han had other thoughts, he would not watch the sword made by his master fall into the hands of others. So he specially came to Yandang Mountain this time, just to take the sword.
Now that the goal has been achieved, Qin Shan turned around and left.
Seeing this, Liu Han hurriedly called out to him.
"Senior brother! Are you still angry with me?"
angry? Qin Shan thought that he was more than angry when he was betrayed by the last close relative in the world. Qin Shan can hate Yan Mobei, because he is an outsider and an irrelevant person. But for Liu Han, he couldn't even get angry. That day he was on the mountain and said to John that he had three closest people in this world, the master, the mother, and the younger brother, but they were all dead.
Yes, from the day Liu Han betrayed him, Qin Shan treated him as dead.
Seeing that Qin Shan continued to walk forward, Liu Han was really anxious.
"Senior brother!" He tapped lightly, blocking Qin Shan in front of him in a blink of an eye.
Qin Shan has been trapped for three years, his internal strength is restricted, and his martial arts are not as good as before. Naturally, he is not Liu Han's opponent.
"Does Liu Jiao mainly do something to me?"
Qin Shan said coldly, "With my little effort now, the leader is probably overkill."
Liu Han was in a hurry, Qin Shan's mouth was really hurting people.
"Senior brother, listen to my explanation." Liu Han said, "I designed it with Wan Chengxuan that day to deceive you. I just wanted you to avoid the edge, and I didn't really want to harm you!"
Qin Shan looked back coldly.
"Pretending to be captured by Wan Chengxuan, to make me worry about lure me into a scheme, is it for me?"
"When I fell into the hands of Yan Mobei, and stood on the sidelines when Shaolin was humiliated by everyone, was it for me?"
"Master Liu, if this is your concern, Qin Shan can't bear it."
Leaving this sentence, Qin Shan passed him and walked away.
Liu Han was so anxious that he couldn't care about anything else, so he said, "If we didn't act like this back then, and the Queen Mother ordered to raid all the houses today, it's you who beheaded in the afternoon market, it's not your plan, it's you! Qin Weitang is not simple. After the single land was abolished, it was secretly suppressed, but all of them were treated as treasonous children, and the corpses were in different places! Brother, you were full of hatred that day and did not want to turn back. Today, you still don’t understand?”
"In this world, there is no place for you, Qin Weitang!"
Qin Shan's footsteps stopped, and when he turned back, his eyes were flushed and his eyes were splitting.
"What did you say."
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Jiangnan, a hut somewhere.
The candles were shining brightly in the house, the doors and windows were closed, and there was only one person lying on the bed, with bandages all over his body, and blood dripping out, while the injured person on the bed was sweating and his face was hideous, as if he was in a nightmare.
In fact, he was indeed in a nightmare, unable to escape.
For a while, there will be swords and swords, and the companions who get along with each other day and night are dead in different places, and they will die in a sea of blood and hell.
For a while, it was like a little ghost whispering, and countless people with unclear faces surrounded him, pointing and mocking, and he was confused.
Another scene, the news that Sheng Shang was seriously ill just came. Mr. Mou sat hard at the window all night, and recruited them all the next day.
"Time is not with me. Now the traitor is in power, and it is fortunate to usurp the dynasty. Qin Weitang is a sword in the hands of the emperor, and the court situation is turbulent. Those people can't win over.
"Don't be afraid!"
Dozens of guards knelt down all over the room, their faces only looking at death, but they were not afraid.
Mo Xiansheng looked at them and sighed with a smile.
He was standing in the crowd at that time, he couldn't remember the expression on Mr.'s face, he only heard Mr.
"The Holy Master established the Qin Weitang, originally to control the forces of the rivers and lakes, and to prevent changes in the court. Now, if someone can't use us for their own use, they will break the sword, and I will bear the brunt. But I am safe. I'm just afraid that in this world, there will be no more peace, and the people will no longer live in peace."
"You guys are often ridiculed by Jianghu people as eagle dogs under the constellation of the emperor. After Ashan's accident, he has endured it until now. I know that you are wronged in your heart, but you never complain. I plan to do it, and I am ashamed of all of you!"
Having said that, Mr. Mou stood up and gave them a big gift.
"gentlemen!"
"No sir!"
All the men present were sturdy men, who usually went in the wind and rain, cutting meat and swords and eviscerating the bones.
The plan was to kneel on the ground, not wanting them to lift him up.
"I know that I am ashamed and that the road ahead is slim, but I still want to send you all to death. This gift, you can bear it!" After a long time, he slowly raised his head again, a smile appeared on his calm face, and he looked into the distance. Said: "After tomorrow, you go to find him."
"So, I just let it go."
On the second day, the Empress Dowager Yi decreed that the rebellion of the plan was violated, and the rebellion was planned. When the death penalty is imposed, the whole family is copied and beheaded, as an example to others.
On that day, the blood in the necks of Mr. Mou's family and his family stained the capital red.
That night, eighty-eight fast horses, with the last spark of Qin Weitang, left the city overnight.
This journey is risky, and he chases and kills all the way. He endured hunger, cold and cold, and he has been heading south, but he has not forgotten the words of Mr. Mou for a moment.
"Go find him."
"As long as he is here, Qin Weitang is still there."
Go find him, find the commander of Qin Weitang!
The man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and let out a low roar, but the girl who was about to reach out to change his dressing was startled.
"You, you are awake."
Bai Lian watched him open his eyes, first startled, then joyfully said, "Wait, I'll go out and call Grandpa."
She pushed open the door and ran out, leaving behind the person who had just escaped from the bed, waiting for the eaves, not knowing where she was. The last thing he remembered was that he was chased and killed and barely escaped into the deep alley.
Then
He only remembered that when the two swordsmen were about to kill him, someone came, vaguely heard human voices, and saw a few figures, which were also indistinct. Was he rescued
At this moment, the door of the house was pushed open again, and several people with happy faces pushed the door and entered. Xi Chenshui walked in the front, almost as soon as Bai Lian went out, he rushed in.
"Wake up, wake up, what does this guy remember, is he still awake, take a look at me."
Bai Mei Ke walked at the end and said helplessly when he heard the words: "Xi Shaoxia, this person is seriously injured and in a coma, and has lost too much blood. It is not easy to steal a life from the King of Hell, so there is no need to rush it."
"How can I not be in a hurry, I'm still waiting for him to wake up and ask clearly, so that I can ask Qin Shan for a favor."
Qin Shan, commander!
When the person on the bed heard this, he struggled to get up.
"Hey, slow down, slow down."
Someone helped him up and said, "What are you in a hurry? I just said I wanted to ask you, but I didn't say when I would be there for you. You don't need to hear Qin Shan's name, just be as excited as seeing your parents."
Seeing his face, the injured person was stunned.
"Xi Chenshui?"
Xi Chenshui was stunned, "You know me? No, wait, am I on your Qin Weitang's list! No, your Qin Weitang is gone, what am I afraid you will do?"
"I'm the fourteenth..." The injured person said on the bed: "Wei Shishi, I was by the commander's side and I met you a few times."
Only then did Xi Chenshui calm down, and carefully looked at the man's face.
Wei Shishi, he remembered, was a bodyguard who always followed Qin Shan at the time. Because he was still young, Qin Shan personally took him to teach him. Xi Chenshui remembered that Wei Shishi was only thirteen or fourteen years old back then, and even now, he was just over the weak crown.
Was such a young boy almost killed by being chased and killed? He was a little angry and resentful in his heart, and he didn't know who it was for.
"Xi Chenshui!" Wei Shishi clutched at him tightly, "Do you know where our commander is? Is he okay? Has he been wronged in recent years?"
Seeing that he himself was like this, Xi Chenshui was still worried about Qin Shan, and he couldn't help but soften his heart.
Silly boy, your family leader is doing well, you can eat and drink, you have servants and doctors, and you even play with most of the rivers and lakes between your fingers, so what should you worry about.
After Xi Chenshui said this, Wei Shishi finally showed a smile on his face.
"That's fine."
A few exclamations came from beside him, and Wei Shishi was relieved and fell asleep.
This time, there was no more endless blood in his dream, there was only one person with a broad and sturdy back.
Qin Shan is here, Qin Weitang is there.
home, still.