A small turmoil in the city of Anyang came suddenly, but it ended there. Ying Jun's accomplice of Ju Ling blocked the line of defense, and Ju Cong received an order to withdraw the troops.
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Jue Ling never expected that her brother would attack Jiang Heng and Geng Shu. When she learned what happened, she knew that all the people in the army who were involved in the incident had been given a gag order. But what the soldiers said by hearsay was the truth.
"Why?" Ju Ling said in disbelief, "You want to attack two children?"
"Why not," said Juicong, "I've had enough of him, he has to die, I don't think he's pleasing to the eye, that's all."
"He's your nephew!" Jue Ling almost growled, "His mother is my mother's niece! He is our family! He is not your servant or soldier! Jue Miao is still brother Yuan. child!"
"Someone," Juicong knew that this younger sister was impulsive, and it was very likely that he really drew his sword and stabbed him, and ordered, "Take Princess Wuying down and calm down."
"You bastard." Jue Ling took out her sword and threw it on the ground.
"What are you going to do?" Juicong said indifferently, "You're going to betray me too?"
Soldiers rushed up and surrounded Jue Ling, preventing Ju Ling from going any further.
"It was you who betrayed us." Ju Ling said solemnly.
Ying Jun got his wish and captured the prince of Yong State. Although the process was a little tortuous and Jiang Heng ran away afterward, it didn't matter if Jiang Heng escaped, because although he was good at martial arts, he had not yet reached the point where he could assassinate the monarch. If Geng Shu escaped, things would be troublesome.
Qu Fen wrote a letter and asked people to quickly send them back to Jiangzhou. He also sent people to search for the whereabouts of Jiang Heng and Jie Gui who escaped along the Yellow River.
Xiang Yu came back and went into the army tent directly: "It's been a while since the day came, so many things happened."
"Yeah, you missed a good show." Qu Fen said, "Send King Xiaoliang away?"
Xiang Yu sat down and said, "On the way to Zheng State."
Qu Fen said: "This time, their mortal enemy is only the Yong Kingdom."
Xiang Yu drank a cup of tea and got up again. Qu Fen said, "Where are you going? The real highlight won't start until tomorrow."
"Go and see His Royal Highness," Xiang Yu said, "it's so amazing, it will eventually fall to where it is today."
Qufen played the taste: "You won't let him go, General Xiang?"
Xiang Yu said: "No, what would you do if you let him go? A murderer, the ultimate outcome is to be killed. The way of the world, reincarnation is endless, nothing more than that."
Qu Fen looked at the letter in front of him and decided to polish it up and report his credit.
In the cell, Geng Shu's eyes were pitch black, his whole body was covered with scars, and he had suffered from internal and external injuries. It was as if he had returned to the day when Yubi Pass was captured.
For several years, after his comrades died, people guarded the gate of Yubi Pass, facing the charge of tens of thousands of people, and tried their best. He killed thousands of people that day? Two thousand people? Can not remember.
But compared to that moonlit night, his martial arts still improved. After Jiang Heng returned to Luoyan, he worked harder than usual to hone his martial arts. To this day, he seems to have glimpsed the supreme state of martial arts.
Although it was only for a short time, Geng Shu understood that the moment when his heart opened that day was the ultimate goal that many people could not seek in their entire lives.
Even if it is fleeting, but it is really grasped, what is there to be unsatisfied with in his life
Mrs. Zhao's voice was still ringing in her ears: "A person who kills with a sword will end up being killed by the sword. He deserves such a life."
Yes, this is my life.
As the footsteps approached, Geng Shu turned to his ear.
"You actually defeated the Blood Moon." Xiang Yu's voice sounded outside the prison door.
"He's amazing?" Geng Shu didn't ask Xiang Yu why he came now. If he didn't save them, he wouldn't save them. There was no reason, and he had no responsibility to help.
"It is said that he has coveted Haige for a long time," Xiang Yu said. "After being driven out of the Central Plains by Mr. Ghost, he recruited troops and horses in Luntai, and is ready to make a comeback one day."
"I am defeated." Geng Shu said coldly.
"Shangjun, we found this on him," his subordinate said to Xiang Yu.
Xiang Yu took the oiled paper bag from Geng Shu's body and replied, "Go outside. You are not allowed to come in without orders."
"Don't look." Geng Shu said.
Xiang Yu's movements stopped. However, Geng Shu changed his mind and said, "Forget it, let's see."
Geng Shu knew very well that he would not live long, and perhaps in the time after that, the only person who spoke with him was Xiang Yu, who had no relatives and no reason, so he spoke a few words to him rarely.
"So that's how it is." Xiang Yu looked at the oiled paper bag and still sealed it.
"Will you tell him?" Geng Shu said.
"The day I left Jiangzhou, I said that this was the last time we met," Xiang Yu replied, "I won't have another chance."
Geng Shu said: "If there is a day, if you want to pass on his knowledge, please make sure that the person who communicates is polite, and don't let him think... He is not Mrs. Zhao's child, not Geng Yuan's child. His parents are no strangers, and he is not truly alone in this world..."
Geng Shu seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was dreaming.
"...Remember to remind him that although we are not related by blood, I have always been his elder brother..." Geng Shu added, "It doesn't matter if he is my brother or not. He is him, he is Heng'er..."
Xiang Yu suddenly said, "It's your fault."
"What?" Geng Shu said with his invisible eyes open.
Xiang Yu threw a bottle in, fell to the ground, and tore apart, revealing the pills inside.
Geng Shu was full of doubts. He reached out and touched the medicine. He hesitated for a moment, but Xiang Yu got up and left.
The next morning.
Jiang Heng first tested Jie Gui's breath, but Jie Gui closed his eyes and said lightly, "I'm still alive."
Jiang Heng sighed and searched Jie Gui.
Jie Gui said again: "Don't touch me, I'm not your brother."
Jiang Heng turned a deaf ear: "Are you rich?"
"A silver mask," Jie Gui said, "your father gave it to me, take it and break it into pieces of silver."
"Oh, did my father make the mask for you? I didn't expect you guys to feel good about it. I have to go buy something," Jiang Heng said, "I'm going to sneak into the Ying army camp to save people, you... later First, find a place for you to recuperate."
Jie Gui kept his spirits high, and weighed it with the black sword, carrying it on his back.
"Do you think this kid Geng Yuan prefers Juicy Lang or Juicong?" Jie Gui walked up the mountain road, put his hand on Jiang Heng's shoulder, and walked slowly.
Jiang Heng was very worried and had no interest in Jie Gui's words at all.
"Juice Cong." Jiang Heng said casually.
Jie Gui said, "I can't see it."
"Do you even want to eat the vinegar of a dead person?" Jiang Heng already knew that Jie Gui's love for Juicang was not the love between friends or brothers. He really loved Juicang like a master of love. This is why they all say "Jie Gui is crazy".
"It's not entirely jealous." Jie Gui said, "Don't you think that Geng Yuan seems to be haunted? His ghost is attached to this black sword. Although the people holding the sword are not the same people, they are all black swords to save you."
Jiang Heng said "um", still thinking about his plan, he had to get some disguise first, then disguised as Ying Jun with Jie Gui, sneaked into the camp, found Geng Shu, and brought him out . I have to prepare antidote for him... What kind of poison has he been in? He later said that his eyes could not see, was it the poison of the blood moon
"I suddenly came back to my senses recently, thinking that Juicong treats Geng Yuan from now on, but I didn't see how good it was." Jie Gui touched his head and said with a little doubt, "With their friendship, Geng Yuan is unequivocal. I won't blind myself and lie in Anyang for seven years for him. Besides, since I succeeded, why don't I run away with my daughter-in-law and children? Why are you still dying in Anyang?"
Jiang Heng was furious, but Jie Gui was still rambling about his memories, making him laugh and cry, but he couldn't interrupt Jie Gui. Jie Gui must have a lot of things in his heart that no one can tell. Ju Cong didn't want to see him in the first place. He couldn't say it in front of Empress Dowager Jiang, and he couldn't say it to Prince Taki. He could only say it to himself.
Jie Gui said solemnly again: "I guess when Geng Yuan heard the news of Ju Lang's death, he had the heart to die."
"Others have lovers," Jiang Heng said, "and children have them. He doesn't like Juicang. Juicing belongs to you, and yours belongs to Uncle Jie and His Highness Jie. No one will rob it. Don't worry."
Jie Gui was obviously very jealous, and it was his fault for this matter. When he knew that when Jue Lang died, he didn't follow him, but was robbed by Geng Yuan. Hom. It's been so many years, and I'm going to die. I just found a place where no one was there, wiped my neck and went with me? Why not die? If you don't accompany him to die, how can you say you love him? Whenever Jie Gui thinks of it at night, he will brood over it.
After all, he can only attribute the reason to the fact that Juicang and orphans, as if these years, it is this force that has supported him to live.
"What's so good about Juicang?" Jiang Heng said, "Why are so many people dying for him?"
"Not many people," Jie Gui said, "I'm the only one, isn't it?"
Jiang Heng wanted to follow what he just said, but he did.
Jie Gui said: "He is a lonely person, just as lonely as you are. Only I love him. Look, there are two people who are going through fire and water for you. You are twice as much as him."
Jiang Heng said in his heart, don't say any more, I have to hurry to save people now.
The mist was shrouded in the mountain stream, and Jie Gui heard a dog barking in the distance, saying, "Where's your eagle?"
"The investigation is over." Jiang Heng looked up at the sky, he could roughly tell the direction of Hai Dongqing's flight, "There is someone in the mountains."
Jie Gui said, "Hurry up and run, most of them are here to catch us."
Tracker, Huanfu, Xiangshi, Merchant, Porter, Hu people.
The second, the treasurer, the groom, the soldiers, the hunters, the assassins.
The two of them, plus the Blood Moon Gate Sect Master, suffered an unprecedented fiasco during this Central Plains operation.
The sect master was seriously injured, not only did the black sword not get his hands, but nine died.
The old man coughed continuously, and after taking the medicine, it gradually eased. Geng Shu was caught, and his worries were lifted, leaving Jie Gui, who was half-dead, and Jiang Heng, who was mediocre in martial arts.
He sat on the stone, and the assassin said, "The eagle is nearby, I saw it."
"Get the black sword," said the old man, "just go back to Luntai, and have to rest for a while."
The assassin stared at the sect master. The Ghost Bone Whip was actually defeated in front of the Black Sword. He was disintegrated, and the blood moon was seriously injured. The young man was too strong.
The hunter whistled, called back a dog, and said, "They are a little far away from here, shall we catch up first?"
The old man said: "Let's take action, try not to spread out as much as possible. The more victory is in hand, the more careful you must be."
The tall soldier came over, carried the old man on his back, and began to walk quickly across the mountain stream, arriving at the place where Jie Gui and Jiang Heng went ashore last night.
"What?" the masked assassin asked when he saw Orion's expression was wrong.
The hunter motioned him to look at his dog. He raised four hunting dogs and sent them all out to track the whereabouts of the target, but only one came back.
"Where have they all gone?" Orion said to himself.
The Assassin instinctively felt that it was not easy, but the answer came quickly.
On the edge of the mountain stream sat a little girl who looked like seven or eight years old. She was wearing a black robe and had bare feet. Her feet were dipped in the stream water. At her feet were the corpses of three bulldogs. The stream was stained with blood. Pale red.
She didn't have any murderous intent, nor was she an assassin, sitting ten paces away from them, without any intention of danger, but a little girl in black appeared alone in the depths of the forest, the scene was extremely strange.
A sword was rolled around her wrist.
"Put me down." The old man recognized her, the girl's name was "Songhua", and her sword was "Zuozhirou".
Song Hua raised his eyes and looked at them: "The disciples have the rules of the disciples, and the masters have the rules of the masters, right?"
The old man didn't answer, his face was dignified, he stepped back a little, and pulled out the rapier at his waist.
Song Hua just looked at him, the old man couldn't help shaking his hands. He lost the Ghost Bone Whip and was seriously injured, so he might not be able to withstand Song Hua's three moves.
Songhua also said: "The monarch has the rules of the monarch, the soldiers have the rules of the soldiers, the emperor has the rules of the emperor, the assassin has the rules of the assassin."
When the assassin saw the old man's appearance, he didn't dare to rush forward, knowing that the person in front of him might not be something he could deal with.
Afterwards, Songhua said, "Breaking the rules is not good. You should stay at home for a while longer."
The old man said: "My disciple is released, you don't care."
"It doesn't matter." Song Hua looked at the stream, still with that icy expression, "But if you take action, I'll have to take care of it. Back then, everyone agreed on the rules, so why did you mess around when we left?"
The old man said, "Then, I'll go back now."
"Walk slowly," Songhua said slowly, "No more."
The old man took a half step back and turned around slowly, but at the moment when he turned around, Song Hua raised his wrist and shook slightly.
Everyone shouted at the same time, backing away.
The old man's throat was pierced, and his fingers were pinned to the back of his neck, revealing a three-pointed blade. He died like an animal by the sword of a little girl, and he was powerless to fight back!
The last three disciples were instantly terrified and kept backing away.
Songhua didn't pursue it, and said with a blank face: "I don't want the sword, I'll send it to you."
No one dared to collect the corpse for the Blood Moon, and the rest retreated one after another.
The old man's eyes were wide open, and he didn't believe that he died in this barren mountain. Death was coming. He was lying half-length in the stream, and red blood floated from his throat, as if it was flowing into a stream. 's ribbon.
Songhua stood up indifferently, flashed in the woods, and disappeared.