Ye Ziyun's skills had not yet recovered, and it was impossible to detect the aura of the person lurking in the dark in time, but he keenly sensed the abnormality of his friend, and his gaze immediately turned to a certain place under the double eaves.
This is the intuition of a mixture of innate wisdom and countless battle experiences, but Luo Yin lost his keen judgment of the environment and opponents due to the impact he received.
At the same moment, what no one could see was that the face of the person hiding behind the metal mask in the dark also changed color for a moment, and his eyes caught the person beside Luo Yin like a falcon. Can find his whereabouts so easily, could this person really be Ye Ziyun? Could Ye Ziyun really be alive, not someone else with a similar appearance
The man's gaze turned cold, could it be that the number one assassin in the pavilion also had a chance to miss, and dared to come back to fool him? No, even if he was deceived by his killers and deceived by Yi Shuimeng's blindfold, the nail buried in Yishuimeng was his most reliable spy. There is no breath, and the wound that runs through the chest is fatal enough, and there will be no more life.
He hesitated in his heart, and there was a slight flaw in his originally natural aura, and he immediately realized that he was disturbed by the confusion in his heart, no matter who that person was, it had shaken his confidence, and now would not be the best time to make a move .
But in an instant, the threatening oppressive force hidden in the dark disappeared, and the man had left silently at some point. Ye Ziyun turned to look at his friend, seeing that his face was expressionless and his breath didn't change in any way. If it were someone else, they might not be able to see his abnormality, but Ye Ziyun is the person who understands him best in the world, so he couldn't help but secretly sighed.
The two walked through the alley and sat down at the tea stand beside the river.
Ye Ziyun poured two bowls of tea, and pushed a tea bowl in front of Luo Yin. Luo Yin picked up the tea bowl subconsciously, but the tea bowl burst open in an instant, and the broken porcelain splashed everywhere. Luo Yin stared blankly. The fine powder fell to the ground.
It wasn't until then that he realized that he had been in a trance just now, and he didn't realize that the fighting spirit aroused by that mysterious person hadn't faded away. This one out.
The owner of the tea stall couldn't help being speechless when he saw it, and didn't dare to say anything more. He hurried over to change the tea set, and then retreated far away.
Ye Ziyun poured two bowls of tea again, looked at the friend who hung his head and said nothing, "Next time you meet that person, you might as well avoid him for now."
Luo Yin suddenly raised his head, "You think I'm not his opponent?"
"Before you fight, your heart is already in a mess."
The Luo Yin that Ye Ziyun knew never underestimated his opponents, but he never really cared about his opponents either. Martial arts belong to him, it's just one person's practice, he won't be interfered by other emotions when making a move, and he won't let his emotions be affected by his opponent. Today's abnormality must have another reason, but if Luo Yin can't break free, it will be an extremely dangerous thing.
"As far as swordsmanship is concerned, I don't think anyone in the world can surpass you." However, in a battle between masters, the outcome is not entirely determined by the level of martial arts. Those who have experienced many battles will not fail to understand this truth .
Of course Luo Yin understood. A moment ago, he had never felt pressured when confronting that legendary assassin who had never missed a single shot, and he had never felt unconfident when confronting Mu Chengfeng a few years ago, but the mysterious opponent just now hadn't really shown himself , but for some reason, he suddenly felt inexplicable palpitations in an instant.
He has never believed in fate, but there seems to be a kind of connection that he cannot understand, as if he must have a battle with that mysterious person, as if this battle has been impossible since the day he learned swordsman avoid.
He never wanted to back away. Thinking of this, the light in his eyes flickered, but his breath slowly calmed down, and he returned to the previous state of mind that was completely out of sight.
Ye Ziyun is also very aware of this point, some battles in life cannot be avoided, but he also believes in Luo Yin.
In front of the Jiangji Pharmacy, after the imminent battle was interrupted by Miss Jiang, she watched Luo Yin and the two take their leave and turned to leave, then led Su Mu through the backyard to the front hall of the Pharmacy.
Helping out at the pharmacy these days, Su Mu is already very familiar with the layman's work, so he concentrated on picking up the medicinal materials without waiting for orders, but he heard Miss Jiang's voice:
"The two just now are your old friends?"
In this world, I am afraid that there is no old friend who turns swords against each other when they meet, Su Mu couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, and couldn't think of how to answer for a while.
Seeing his hesitation, Miss Jiang didn't plan to ask any further, she just looked at him with a slight smile and said, "If you fight and kill people again, even if you are seriously injured in front of me, don't ask me to save your life. "
In her life, she disliked people from Jianghu who wield knives and guns the most, because this group of people was lawless, and they didn't even pay attention to the court at all. Even her father, who was the prefect of a county, was helpless against the local Jianghu forces. Incapable of restraint.
Looking at the smiling dimple in front of him, Su Mu felt slightly dazed, remembering that when he woke up more than ten days ago, he opened his eyes and saw the face engraved in his heart. However, the woman's pretty face was cold, and she said lightly, "Are you awake? The smell of blood in your body is just a robbery, or murder and arson?"
He was speechless in a daze, as if in a dream, he watched her take his pulse, then turned around and sat in front of the desk and wrote the prescription with a brush, and after reading it twice, he sighed very low He let out a sound, and murmured to himself indistinctly: "The person who can feel pity for even a young cat is probably a big treacherous person..."
He raised his hand to cover his eyes, but she still misread him. She didn't know that the man she rescued again was the killer she hated the most, who was full of crimes and regarded human life as nothing. And she would not remember the scene when they first met.
The winter in the north that year was perhaps the coldest he had ever experienced. Lying alone in the ice and snow, feeling that the blood loss body was getting colder and colder, and when he was about to lose hope, he vaguely heard a carriage stop.
"Uncle Jiang, there is a person lying there by the side of the road. Was he froze or bitten by a wild animal?" The elegant and soft girl's voice was noble, elegant and gentle that he had never heard before.
"Help him into the carriage first, warm up his body, and go to the front village to find medicinal materials."
The middle-aged man whom she called Uncle Jiang didn't agree very much, and said faintly that he might offend the girl, and it was not in line with etiquette, but the girl insisted: "I don't care about so much, human life is at stake, nothing is more serious than this." It's important."
He was lying on the warm and thick mattress, a young girl leaned over to check his injuries, he opened his eyes with difficulty but couldn't see her appearance clearly, but there was a faint fragrance of medicine at the end of his nose, escaped from the girl's sleeves.
It was the best dream in his life, and it was engraved in his heart and he couldn't forget it, but he didn't even dare to recall it, I'm afraid it was the bloody smell that was lingering on his body all the time, overshadowing the scent of medicine in his memory, even more afraid His own crimes blasphemed her.
Not wanting to reunite by chance half a year ago, he involuntarily followed him all the way to Jiangdu. But she always hid in the dark, until she saw a kitten raised by her maid that day when she rescued her. It's not that he still has good thoughts, it's just because it's what she likes, and it's what he is willing to protect, just like being a clerk in a drug store, as long as he can stay by her side for a long time, he is willing to abandon everything in the past, including that Can't see the identity of the person.
Before coming to Jiangdu, he had already accepted a deal, and people in their line of business cannot break their promises. It was only when he reluctantly turned around and left to intercept and kill Mu Chengfeng before the deadline that he realized that this period of peace had also drained his vigor and killer instinct.
In terms of real martial arts, he was still inferior to Mu Chengfeng. Although the opponent suffered setbacks one after another and his skill was not as good as before, but he was proficient in various assassination techniques, and he finally completed the task, but he was also seriously injured.
When he opened his eyes again, he was lying in the inner hall of Jiangji Pharmacy. I don't know if he was haunted by dreams, but his feet still brought him here when he was seriously injured and unconscious.
After his injury improved and he was able to get out of bed, he stayed in the hospital to recuperate while helping with some work. When standing in front of Miss Jiang, she asked her name in a gentle voice. He was an orphan since he was a child, and after becoming a killer, he has no name and surname, only a code name.
He looked at the medicine cabinet behind her. The names of medicines were written on the rows of drawers. His eyes just fell on two words, and he said a name casually.
"Su Mu?" She smiled, "I can't tell, you are still a medicinal material." Although it was a joke, she never suspected that this was not his real name.
Such a bright and upright person was born in a different world from him who was hiding in a dark corner, but he was attracted to him incomparably, he wanted to get close, and then he couldn't think of leaving.
But he still quietly left the pharmacy, not to avoid the two of them on the second day after meeting Luo Yin and Ye Ziyun. He had heard an old saying in Jianghu that those who use a sword will surely die by the sword, and he never thought that there would be a good end.
It's just that he made up his mind to leave his original life. In the end, this single business deal killed a once-renowned top martial arts master, and the employer promised an extremely generous remuneration. After getting that remuneration, he will withdraw from the arena and don't have to worry about making a living.
Jiang Taishou is a clean and honest official. Jiangji Pharmacy usually does not charge consultation fees for the poor to treat diseases and deliver medicines. After he got back the money, Miss Jiang didn't need to worry about small matters of money.
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