Sealing Sword Chapter 181: Broken

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He Lianyu was stunned for his eyes for a moment, and then returned to the scene of the **** battle in Du'e Cave and when he was captured in a daze——

The indifferent Taoist commander, the **** eyes of the cold, a sword with no return.

A person who is too ungrateful, sees all beings as equal, who would he treat him differently? Who else will kill him?

The suspicion that has been coiling in his heart since then resurfaced at this moment. This time He Lianyu suddenly gave birth to a guess. He stared at Duan Qing's unusual eyes, and slowly, the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

"Wujigong" is calm and calm. Anyone who crosses the barrier will not say that the seven emotions will be destroyed since then, but the heart is like stopping water. Duan Qing has cultivated his body and nurtured his temperament over the years, and he has lived like a cold stone statue. It has been a long time since he exudes such a dangerous aura, just like the murderous intent of a sharp sword.

Such self-denial and affectionate exercises can only appear in this state in two situations. One is the bottleneck of advancement, and the other is that the mood is not shaken, and a crack is broken, which will let the emotions. Leaked.

No matter which one is possible, there is always an opportunity.

He Lianyu thought quickly in his heart, his lips twitched, and he became more presumptuous.

"Mu Qingshang, back then, people in the arena respected you to do what you said, to be sincere and trustworthy, saying that you have outstanding martial arts character, and you are an unparalleled person in the world!" Helian Yuhan said, "But, if there is no he Lien, you don’t even have the chance to die! If you didn’t have my mother, you would have been raised up as a waste and trapped in a square inch of land! As a result, you followed Suqing and my mother was implicated by you. For the dancing girl, my life was miserable and ended in tragic death! I was supposed to be the son of the Patriarch, but I became a **** without a father. Anyone can step on me! And you, without you, all this shouldn't be like this!"

Duan quietly watched him go crazy, his eyes were cold, his eyes seemed to contain a lot, and they seemed to have nothing.

"My mother gave you her life in exchange for your freedom at the cost of her and my life! After many years, you have returned to the Mistral Ridge with glory and become a noble person who even the owner of the house will hold high, I But you don’t even have the right to even look at you... Even if you accept me as a disciple, or my stepmother takes her life, why are you so high, what are you... Why don’t you care about me?"

Speaking of this, He Lianyu coughed violently, and then laughed madly: "You obviously promised them, you have to take care of me, teach me martial arts to learn, and protect me to death. Fang Xiu...You swear to the blood of the sky in front of my mother's grave, do you remember? When I entered your door, the promise you made was still there?!

"Yes, I deceived my master and destroyed my ancestors, ungrateful, cruel, and indiscriminately killing innocents. These are all my faults! But don’t you have any part? The laziness of the lazy teacher, have you stayed with me Can you teach me?

Acoustic accusations, sentence-by-line accusations, He Lianyu didn't suppress his voice and emotions at all. The warriors outside the door are all people with ears and eyes, and for a while, he has a huge wave in his heart. Duan Qing heard the whispers as low as a mosquito outside, but didn't care at all until He Lianyu sneered abruptly--

"And Gu Qifang, haha, what is Gu Qifang? She is a vulgar and lowly woman, you can make a gift with her, but you want to leave my heart under your feet. I can practice together with you, but you would rather take the risk of getting rid of the martial arts and stay with her, ha ha ha... now she is dead, died well, you are a lonely family, no one has to No more, great!"

With a crisp sound, his face was slapped, and then his throat tightened, his neck was stuck tightly by a cold hand, a thousand words came to an abrupt end, and he had to look up and look clear.

"Do you think...I would let you live until now without his promise?"

Close at hand, He Lianyu finally saw the blood clotting eyes. His pupils shrank, his throat shook, but it was difficult to swallow a sip of water. The blue veins climbed all the way from the neck to the temples, bursting into tears.

Before the brain was so congested that it was about to explode, Duan Qing suddenly let go of his hand, watching He Lianyu cough violently, and said coldly: "He Lianyu, he said,'Hateful people must have pity' However, this sentence is useful to Mu Qingshang, but I have never listened to any sophistry, so what you said... is of no use to me."

He Lianyu only felt that his throat was almost severed by him, but the pain was more shocking than these two words. He struggled to raise his head, looking at the constant expression.

He took pains to show weakness and carefully weave a net with old things. He wanted to use these things to further chaos and clear his mind. Even the slightest fluctuations would cause disaster at this critical juncture.

He Lianyu has never been willing to be a lonely man, especially at this time.

He knows Mu Qingshang too well, the gentleman of the other party, even if he is cast into a shell by the exercises, is not perfect, especially that person's weakness lies in himself.

But Duan Qing's reaction was too calm and indifferent, and the only thing that could be regarded as Ni Lin was that he just humiliated Gu Qifang.

He Lianyu didn't understand and was not reconciled, but before he could think of a countermeasure, he keenly smelled a strange smell from Duan Qing's two short sentences.

He looked at Duan Qing incredulously, his eyes were filled with ominous blood, like a wind cloud overturning the ground, and then stopped in a moment, as if a beast that had been dormant for a long time exposed its minions from the cage, but it was a Fleeting.

He Lianyu was suddenly afraid.

Except for his unbearable childhood, he hadn't been afraid of anything for many years, but at this moment an unquenchable horror rose from behind, and the chill came straight up from the soles of his feet, almost freezing his blood.

The place in my heart that has been ignored and avoided is finally exposed, but it has long been rotten into a hollow, and only the howling wind is left.

"You..." Helianyu asked hardly, a ray of crazy light suddenly lit up in his eyes, "Who are you, anyway?"

While speaking, his remaining left hand swung desperately, pulling the chain forward abruptly, and pulled Duanqing's collar forcefully, but the latter did not stop it.

With the sound of cracking silk, both the robes and middle clothes were torn apart, and He Lianyu searched his chest with eager eyes, and saw an old scar near his heart as he wished.

The scar was only an inch long and narrow like a line, but it was less than an inch from the heart, and it looked a bit hideous and terrifying against the clear and pale complexion.

He Lianyu saw it, like a drowning man holding the last piece of driftwood, but before he laughed relievedly, Duanqing replied: "You, all call me Mu Qingshang. "

The driftwood held by Helianyu suddenly broke.

"What do you... mean?"

His hand was cleared away, Daochang pulled his clothes together and got up, looking at He Lianyu's suddenly pale face: "For so many years, I don't believe you can't guess the truth, but you have not dared to think about it. I dare not admit that I was wrong."

He Lianyu's left hand was clenched into a fist, his nails dug deep into the flesh, blood dripping from between his fingers, splashing ominous red on the ground.

"Shut up, shut up..."

"On the first day he accepted you as a disciple, I reminded you that you are a white-eyed wolf, not grateful, only insatiable, and will go back sooner or later." Duan Qing lowered his arms, and his calm voice brought a hint of chill. , Not very obvious, but deeply rooted, "Unfortunately, he doesn't believe it."

Helian's eyes split sharply, almost gritted his teeth and asked: "You...he...what are you..."

Duan Qingxu pressed the old wound, and said: "I thought that he would not die, and that you turned your face ruthless, but I didn't expect that day would come too fast, let alone that you were taught by him. , This sword was made in a sneak attack... Since then, he has been gone."

The word "nothing" came out of Duanqing's mouth. It was light and weightless, more empty than a gust of wind, but it blew away the dust of the past years, and in an instant, the world was scattered and the ashes disappeared. .

He Lianyu shook his head desperately, and there was a weird "cuckling" noise in his throat, as if a dying beast was roaring, his fingers were loose and tight, and the chains clanged loudly, rubbing purple red silt on his shoulders and arms. Ruthless, it seems to be pulled into the flesh.

"No, impossible! You lied to me... Mu Qingshang! You lied to me!"

He is like a madman, but there is no more madness, only madness.

Duanqing didn't waste any more words.

He has already said everything he should say. No one can wake up people who pretend to sleep, and naturally no one can convince disobedient people.

The headaches are getting worse and worse. Since this year’s autumn, I have been haunting the inner breath in the pubic area and the heart pulse. I knew that there would be such a day 13 years ago, but I did not expect this day. Come so fast.

But he didn't even change his face from start to finish, and walked out without looking back.

The eleven people guarding the prison room saw Duanqing come out, subconsciously stepped back, and at the same time squeezed his weapon, one of them opened his mouth, but was seized by his companion.

"Dao Master, you..."

Duanqing glanced, saw that there was one missing person and didn't say much. Knowing that the other party heard these words and couldn't bear it, he hurriedly went to inform Sejian and the others.

He felt tired suddenly.

Screen smell, suppress seven emotions, hold the body upright, light red dust.

This is the general entry guideline of "Forgetting Situation" in "Wuji Gong". It was poured into Duan Qing's mind thirteen years ago by Ji Qingyan. It became the epitome of his thirteen years. It is not like life, but more like one. A long austerity.

He used to be like a sweet, but now he suddenly feels tired and bored, just like the saying he heard when he was a little boy-"Even if the evil spirit is clothed in human skin, it will not live like a man."

A killing intent spread from the chest, like blood flowing into a bowl of water, the pale white water was dyed red quietly, climbing all the way up from the bottom of my heart, dyeing Duanqing's eyes red.

The violent air came suddenly, but it was strange and familiar, as if a part of him was finally released from the cage, the beast broke out, clamoring wantonly, and clawing.

The long-lost enthusiasm travels quickly between the bloodlines, and the only Qingming left under the skin is a thread in the heart. "Wujigong" runs automatically in the body, as if ice and fire are wrestling between the heart and the brain. Between the lightning and flint, something fell from his arms, and there was a crisp cracking sound, as if thunder and lightning exploded in his ears, Duanqing suddenly remembered the worried whispers of the woman in red in the dream. ——

"I hope Ah Shang will always be like you, don't lose it, don't forget..."