Sealing Sword Chapter 67: Old year

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Shen Wu Duan is a slut, the one who is so cheap and outstanding.

The mist slowly dissipated, and Ye Fusheng could see the appearance of the old master of the Hundred Ghosts. He was wearing a black robe with a dark pattern. He was tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and his hands and feet Very slender, I don't see the rickety of the elderly, only that this figure is actually like a mature man.

But he is old after all.

Hair is gray, and although my face is properly maintained, there are also some wrinkles, especially in the corners of my eyes.

But no matter who, he would not really regard him as an old man, and regardless of his long and phoenix posture, his eyes and a smile alone overwhelmed the martial arts warrior who knows how many self-proclaimed rangers.

Ye Fusheng vomited two mouthfuls of blood, and the internal energy of the turmoil in his lungs subsided, but because of the forced blood congestion, it was much easier than before. Seeing that although Chu Xiwei's lips are red, there is no pain on the face , This is relieved.

He patted Chu Xiwei's back with one hand, then turned around and bowed his hand to Shen Wu Duan and said, "Thank you, senior, for your help."

Shen Wuyou smiled and said: "If you didn't stop Shicai, this palm should fall on your head, so this is the consequence of your own choice, don't thank me."

Ye Fusheng touched his nose, and then heard Shen Wuyou say to Chu Xiwei: "Xiwei, you brought outsiders into the valley, wait for you to go to the Xingtang to receive ten whips, not as an example."

Chu Xi nodded slightly: "Yes."

Ye Fusheng frowned. He didn't say anything. Shen Wuyuan turned his head, so he looked kindly: "The younger generation of martial arts is good, but the blood has lost a little bit. Turn around and eat more brown sugar dates to supplement. Both can be deficient, but the kidney is not good."

Ye Fusheng: "..."

He blinked and asked sincerely: "Senior, is this... a talk of experience?"

Shen Wuyuan sighed softly, sighing with emotion: "Drunk with tens of thousands of flowers, live up to the bad luck."

This old sect master is worthy of being a sacred hand among the thousands of flowers when he was young, and he was still very romantic when he was old, and he didn't feel ashamed when he talked to the younger generation, but he felt "remembering the past and tragic years."

It is hard for outsiders to imagine that a man who is so admiring and romantic like Shen Wudu would marry the ruined Qin Liurong as his wife. There is no majestic beauty to appreciate, and no tenderness to rely on, but since then he has reduced his nature and peace of mind. After being her husband and wife for thirty years, she did not live up to her death.

Ye Fusheng revealed this and asked: "What was under the hole just now?"

Shen Wudu said: "Bone buried pit."

"Where the dead should go?"

Seeing Shen Wuxiong's head, Ye Fusheng said, "After Lu Shu is born, he will be the one who has died once."

Shen Wuyuan touched his beard: "He may also become a dead scholar."

Ye Fusheng smiled and said: "With the eldest lady, even if he is dead, he will have to climb back from the Palace of the Lord of Gods."

"You are much more interesting than this bastard." Shen laughed for no reason and glanced at Chu Xiwei. "If you were the one I picked up, these years would not have been so boring."

Chu Xiwei, who was inexplicably disgusted, did not hear, but just reminded: "Let's go."

Shen Wuyou turned his head and wondered: "Have you never returned home in 800 years, so impatient?"

Chu Xiwei: "..."

Seeing that he was impatient, Ye Fusheng lifted his sleeves to wipe the blood from his lips, and said to Shen for no reason: "It is said that there are three places where you can't go to Wulin, one is the Wangchen Peak of the Supreme Palace, and the other is The Lost Ridge of the Burial Soul Palace, the third is the Cavern Valley of the Hundred Ghost Gate. The juniors of these three places have the honor to visit one of them. I don’t know if they are lucky enough to see another place today?"

Shen Wudu is very interested: "You must go to Mizongling."

Ye Fusheng raised his eyebrows: "How do seniors know?"

"If you have seen those dead eyes on the Wangchen Peak who have cultivated into fools, how can they be as interesting as they are now?" Shen Wu Duan waved his hand, "The people in the Supreme Palace are the most boring in my life. I just met such a..."

He suddenly stopped, a trace of sorrow and miss flashed across his face extremely quickly, and turned around and said: "It's getting late, and it won't be easy to get on the road when the ghost sinks to the bottom."

Before Shen Wuyuan’s voice fell, people left. He didn’t seem to be walking fast, and he even felt lazy while strolling in the garden, but he opened up a distance of nearly three feet in just a few steps. Ye Fusheng's eyesight can only be able to see clearly his body movements when he changes his shape and steps.

People who were still talking and laughing calmly just now, when they accidentally mentioned the Supreme Palace, they felt like they were stepped on their aching feet, and they seemed to run away.

"From now on, don't pretend to go to the palace in front of my foster father."

Chu Xiwei walked to her side, her voice was pressed into her ears, Ye Fusheng moved his eyebrows, and also whispered back: "Why?"

"I once heard that my foster father was drunk once and said that I had a close friend who was born in Taishang Palace. The two of them had the same siblings. It is not an exaggeration to say that they were squatting, but later..."

Ye Fusheng moved in his heart: "Looking at the old sect master's appearance, he doesn't look like turning his head against each other. Is that the difference between Yin and Yang?"

Chu Xiwei nodded: "The'blood-drinking blade' I gave you was something that the foster father had brought since he was a child. Later, he gave it to his friend to defend himself, but I heard that he didn't like to move. Killing, so it’s more of a token. Thirteen years ago, the foster father heard that he had an accident, and rushed to help him overnight, but unfortunately it was still too late. The man’s residence was burned to death and there was no bone left. Only this thing was found. ."

Thirteen years ago, it was all burned...

Ye Fusheng frowned, a thought flashed in his mind, but it was fleeting: "Do you know where that person lives?"

Chu Xiwei said: "Thirteen years ago, I didn't enter the Hundred Ghosts. This is just a drunken talk from my foster father. How can I know?"

Ye Fusheng was a little disappointed, and nodded with a "hmm".

Chu Xiwei asked suddenly: "Why did you block that palm for me just now?"

Ye Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and listened to Chu Xiwei continuing: "If the foster father does not show mercy, you will definitely die."

"I have been wandering on the road of life and death many times. Lord Yan is afraid that he knows me, so I am not afraid of death." Ye Fusheng smiled, and talked to him about life and death matters as he walked, feeling calm as if just After a meal, chatting, "As for you asking me why I blocked...Ayao, my life is yours, do I need a reason to block a palm?"

With a move in her heart, Chu Xiwei raised her eyebrows: "Really?"

Hearing this, Ye Fusheng sighed, raised his hand and clicked on his temple, and said: "I have lie in my life, but this sentence is difficult to follow. How can you not believe it?"

His tone was plain and ordinary, but when he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that Chu Xiwei liked men. Even if he didn't have this heart, this action was too intimate, and he would subconsciously pull his hands. He grabbed his wrist.

Different from the usual cold expression, Chu Xiwei's palms were almost hot, and when he grasped Ye Fusheng, the heat could burn the skin underneath through his wristband, and he couldn't help shrinking.

Chu Xiwei's eyes are hotter than this palm.

Ye Fusheng didn't know that his understatement was more important than Chu Xiwei's words.

It is like lightning accompanies thunder that cuts through the night sky, and like a torrential rain carrying a violent wind, coming madly, going in a flash, but leaving a heart full of lingering fears.

His throat moved, and it took a long time to speak, but it was an unheard call: "Master, I want to ask you a few questions."

Ye Fusheng had a pause with his hand that was going to break free. He was startled by the sound that he would never hear again in his life, and then solemnly captured the unheard of in Chu Xiwei's tone, and said solemnly:" But if you ask, nothing will be fooled."

"Thirteen years ago, I waited for you in Mianfeng City for 33 days. You said that you would accept me as a disciple and treat each other with heart, and I will never fail in this life. Is this true or false?"

"True."

"Ten years ago, there was a change in the palace. You agreed that I would stand by my side, but you forced to kill my parents to protect Chu Ziyu. Do you deny it?"

"Acknowledge."

Since the reunion, Chu Xiwei has been consciously avoiding the past. Ye Fusheng also took into account his feelings and did not say much. Now he finally took the initiative to bring up the old things, Ye Fusheng didn't feel shocked, only the kind of "finally here" The dust settled.

He said one word at a time: "It is true that Mian Fengcheng accepts you as a disciple and that you will not regret it in your life. It is also true that you will ruin your family and destroy your future ten years ago."

Chu Xi narrowed her eyes, her left hand trapped in her sleeve clenched into a fist: "Then you admit that you broke your promise?"

Ye Fusheng does not deny: "I am sorry for you."

After finishing this sentence, Chu Xiwei's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and tears almost rolled out of her eyes, as if in the time of this sentence, she had changed back to the one who couldn't even cry ten years ago. child.

He said in a dumb voice: "You once said,'As a quack, entering the dynasty is a last resort. No matter how good fortune is, it's destiny to compare with each other's ability, and has nothing to do with you. '. In that case, why do you...help him?"

Ye Fusheng hadn’t answered yet, he continued: "Since you helped him, you should help him to the end... But why, when I assassinated him, he was taken down, and you knelt down to plead with him again. Free to change my life in 2016?"

If you really let down, I hate you more for granted, but why did you save me?

You make me hate you to the bone, but even this hate cannot be pure.

He grasped Ye Fusheng's hand and exerted force unconsciously, and a piercing pain followed, as if he was about to crush Ye Fusheng's wrist bones.

The past deliberately avoided finally opened up straight, like tearing apart the painted skin on the outside of the gold and jade, exposing the rotten floc inside, looking for the **** heart in it.

I promised to live up to my mentor and apprenticeship, but you broke this promise and personally broke my natural dreams and beautiful future.

Since you broke your promise, why did you save my life? In the past ten years, you will be incognito for a glimpse, and ten years later, you will pay off.

The rivers and lakes were born in three mountains and four seas, buried in the wind, rain, frost and cold. You should have been indulgent, why do you want to cocoon yourself?

Chu Xiwei thought for ten years, but didn't understand these questions. Now he finally asked them out, only waiting for the bell-keeper to solve them one by one.

Ye Fusheng was silent for a long time, and Chu Xiwei didn't urge him either. After ten years of waiting, he didn't care about waiting for such a moment and a half.

"I..."

After a long while, Ye Fusheng finally spoke. His tone was not heavy, but he felt relieved: "I helped Ziyu because I was involved in the family teacher; I saved you because it was not your fault."

Chu Xi's brows moved. He had inquired about the inheritance of Jinghong Dao over the years. Naturally, he knew that the woman who escorted him and Chu Ziyu when he was young was Ye Fusheng's master and Gu Qifang, who was a short-lived in the rivers and lakes.

Just because of that, there is no news of Gu Qifang from the rivers and lakes. She has disappeared since the world has evaporated. Some people said that she was dead, but no bones were seen; some people said that she retired to the world, but did not hear a word.

He narrowed his eyes slightly: "What happened to Senior Gu?"

"...dead." After a pause, the smile on Ye Fusheng's mouth quietly faded, "If she was reincarnated, she might be thirteen years old now."

Thirteen years old...that means, shortly after she left Mianfeng City thirteen years ago, something happened.

Chu Xiwei was inexplicably surprised, her eyes flashed: "What's the matter?"

Ye Fusheng slowly withdrew his hand, clenched his five fingers and released it. He raised his head very slowly, and the corners of his slightly raised mouth were squeezed into a sharp straight line. A pair of peach blossom eyes could not melt away. Dark red, only the corners of the eyes leaked water.

He said word by word: "I killed her."