"Students" Conspiracy

The blood shackles covered the sky and the sun, and the entire Hongchen Inn was shrouded in a red light of death.

After the long talk, Jing Che was extremely exhausted and fell into a deep sleep, while Baili Fengjian was still sitting outside the curtain, drinking one cup after another.

Drunk or not, the more you drink, the more sober you become.The more you drink, the clearer you can hear.

When the first traveler came out of the backyard after dawn, the half-sentence "What about today's breakfast..." was heard before the sound of knives chopping bones and blood splattering bamboo branches.

The terrified screams of the singing girls, and the cries of the servants begging for mercy as they fled to nowhere, eventually turned into blood and tears that stained the red-dust inn.

--They are all sacrifices in troubled times, and the sacrifices are not limited to this blood shackle.

A drop of wine spilled out of the glass and was crumbling on the corner of the table.

He thought that if he hid in the room and drank, he didn't have to kill people with a sword, and he would suffer less, but he mistakenly overestimated his calmness.He knew more deeply than ever that even though the world regarded him as a savior, it couldn't hide the fact that he was a coward.He has been hiding for so many years, drunk and dreamed and died for so many years, but he just can't bear to face up to the bloody, deeply rooted obstacles in his heart that have become his inner demons... He can't get over it.

He was even glad that at this moment, his clansman did not force him to allow him to hide in the room as a drunkard and coward.Otherwise, he was afraid that when he attacked those innocent people, he would fail the Longyuan White Sword in his hand.

Even if he can calmly judge the situation and analyze the priorities, even if he is very clear that the morals of the world allow every nation to have the right to be selfish.But he still couldn't bear the self-blame brought by the blood.

The common people... He Gu!

The wine glass in his hand was crushed abruptly, and the cloudy eyes in his eyes suddenly cleared up.

I deliberately ignored the sound of knives being raised and fallen outside, but I couldn't ignore the bloody light penetrating through the thin window screen. It seemed like an inflated blood cell was almost critical, and it seemed that it would explode at any time.

Jing Che, who was in a shallow sleep, was suddenly awakened by the sound of ceramics shattering. He leaned out of the curtain and saw Baili Fengjian standing with his back holding a sword, exuding a terrifying hostility.She was taken aback for a moment, feeling that he was so chilling and strange, she subconsciously called out: "Master?"

He seemed to be sorting out his expression, and then turned his head after a pause, but he evoked a sloppy and drunken slanted smile, drew out the tip of his sword and drew a sharp and cold golden crack at the door: "Ah Che, you must not get out of this place." Room."

After finishing speaking, he walked out without looking back.He doesn't want to be exposed by others, doesn't want to be seen happy and angry, unruly and contradictory, and the smile on his face suddenly shrinks when he turns his back.

"Hey, hey?" There was no response after several calls, Jing Che angrily climbed out of bed, "Baili Fengjian! You must be sick!"

But at this moment, there was a huge sound of ceramic cups being shattered downstairs.Jing Che was startled by the blood shackles, he couldn't care less about Baili Fengjian's instructions, and couldn't wait to go out to find out.But when her foot touched the golden crack drawn by the sword tip, she was pushed back by an inexplicable force.

Not believing in evil, he tried to rush out again, but was thrown back even harder.She was so angry that she almost wanted to lift the table, she was really tired of her self-assertive master, and was about to yell at her, when she heard Qiying's voice from downstairs, she paused every word, with a firm determination to see death at home: "Then Let's draw lots."

"I am equal to everyone." There was clearly a drunken carelessness in his tone, but there was a kind of majesty that people couldn't resist.

"Sword Master!" The sonorous and forceful voice refused to budge at this moment, "Please let me and my clan protect you out of this place!"

Baili Fengjian glanced at the corpses piled up behind the half-draped curtain, the blood was winding along the gravel path in the courtyard, and the smell was overwhelming.The blood energy of the hundreds of travelers was not enough to feed the blood shackles, so a few more died among the remaining people.

But he didn't accept Nanakage's words, just waved his sleeve robe, took a chopstick from the tube, cut off a piece with his bare hands, took another tube of uncut chopsticks, threw it in the air, and the chopsticks hit his sleeve with a clatter. The robes turned around and got mixed together.A gust of sleeve wind lifted the bamboo tube upside down, and the chopsticks returned to the tube, floating in mid-air, and the exposed half were all the same length.

"Long is life, short is death." Zheng said, speaking calmly.

life and death.No one flinched, but no one stepped forward.

After a long while, the wine cup suddenly fell, and a slender but bold man stepped forward. He looked like a typical Zhenyi man, with white skin and dark eyes, delicate and beautiful but with a sense of tenacity: "I come first!"

What was drawn was a short lottery.

His complexion paused, and he immediately smiled boldly: "The one who should come will come sooner or later! I have been hiding in the underground secret room of this little Kunfang City for so many years, and I am not afraid of death for a long time! It is even more important to be able to fight side by side with the Juggernaut today!" Die without regrets!"

The sword rubbed against the scabbard and made a sharp sound, and the light of the sword swept across the golden dome, and in the next second, blood stained the white porcelain, making a difference between heaven and earth.

Everyone looked sideways and couldn't bear to look any more, but they no longer hesitated.Stepping up to chopsticks one after another.The dead did not flinch, and the living did not rejoice. This is the Zhenyi people a hundred years later. Every man also has a noble and upright spirit, and he is willing to sacrifice his life for the motherland and fight for the people.And what about Zhen Yi from a hundred years ago?Can't bear to look back.

The blood radiance of the blood shackles was a little more intense. At this moment, everyone had been drawn, 29 people were dead, and 11 people were alive.

Finally, Baili Fengjian, Qiying didn't even have time to stop him, he had already reached out for a chopstick.

Hold it in the palm of your hand and slowly spread it out.

It is a short branch.

After only one glance, Qiying immediately brushed away the chopsticks, cupped his hands and resolutely said to Baili Feng: "Sword Master is my hope of perfection, and matters of life and death must never be practiced!"

"Why not?" His right hand has already grasped the hilt of the sword, his eyes are still slightly drunk, the corners of his mouth are raised unruly, and his tone is calm: "I am just a drunkard who bears the reputation of a sword master, but I am happy to die."

At this moment, all he had on his mind was.Finally, finally, such a feeling.

I just glanced at the tightly closed carved door on the second floor, and suddenly remembered that the little apprentice's arrogant and tough temper was actually kind of cute.But I still have to live up to Sui Sheng's entrustment...

"Seven Shadows, I will definitely take my apprentice Ache back to Mount Jiahuang."

But Jing Che in the room on the second floor was crying so hard at this moment, desperately wanting to break out of the barrier.Who allowed him to transfer her to others like throwing a package!He is a slob!Dead drunk!Now he is still a villain who does not keep his word!

Long Yuan's white sword slowly unsheathed.Hearing that familiar voice, Jing Che suddenly became hopelessly silent, his body trembling and sluggish in place.

Is this the sound of him drawing his sword to kill A Niang, is it the sound of him forcing her to become a teacher, or——

It was the sound of the piano that was pushed forward suddenly and mightily without any transition, and the strings broke with a sound after the force was applied.

"Hefu!" Qiying shouted in shock and pain.

I saw the luthier in white plucked the last piece, then bumped his head into Baili Fengjian's sword, and then his body slowly collapsed to the ground, a pool of blood soaked his pale robe.

Instead, a relieved smile rose from the corner of his mouth: "It is Hefu's carelessness that put everyone in such a predicament. Now I only hope that the Juggernaut and the rest of the people can get out of this place alive...in the future...restore me to Zhenyi."

Restore me to Zhenyi.These four words are so heavy, they are all lives.

He Fu smiled and closed his eyes.

At this moment, the red light shrouded outside the inn had expanded to the extreme, and the blood shackles broke with a bang.Fragments of the enchantment fell to the ground, and wisps of blood qi sprang out like ghosts.

Baili Fengjian grasped Longyuan's white sword and straightened up, blood-red light reflected in his pitch-black eyes, and there was a rarely cold clarity in his eyes.The blood that had been extinguished surged again in every inch of flesh and blood, like a pot of strong wine rolling into the throat, burning the will: "Everyone leave from the secret path, and I will go out to meet the enemy alone."

"Sword Master! Let us fight side by side with you!" Everyone knelt down in unison.

"Since you smoked a short cigarette, I don't want to go back alive, but you have more than one life. The dead brother is not for you to die, but to live! Only by living can we talk about the future," he said with a free and easy smile , Untied the wine gourd and threw it to Qiying, "Let me, Ache, bring it back to Mount Jiahuang for me."

Qiying hesitated to take the gourd, weighed the pros and cons, and knew that what Baili Fengjian said was right. Even if everyone rushed out together, with their mob skills, they might not be able to survive facing the top army in Lincang, but might become The burden of a hundred miles of wind.Once she closed her eyes and opened them again, she was determined: "Everyone follow me through the secret path!"

Everyone in the lobby evacuated, and saw that Jing Che, who was locked in the room, was also taken away by the crowd amidst crying and beating.He hooked his lips and smiled lazily, without worries.

The silver sword light waved out the sleeve robe.The door of the inn slammed down, and the tall figure walked out against the light.

The war-winged blood falcon hovering in the sky suddenly changed direction and swooped down to a place. The heavily armed soldiers on the street were on alert immediately, and the densely packed arrow muzzles aimed at the Hongchen Inn.

A man with the appearance of a general came out from among the soldiers, with fierce eyebrows and fierce eyes, he looked up and down at Baili Fengjian, and then smiled with a sure chance of victory: "Baili Sword Master, are you satisfied with this great gift of blood shackles?"

"Heh," the corners of his eyes hung slightly, and he stared at the man in front of him, who is the very popular imperial general, "Xiao Jin, right? When I beat your grandfather Xiao Zhi to the ground begging for mercy, you didn't know where to eat it." Where's the milk?"

People in Zhenyi live for hundreds of years, while people in Lincang can only live to be dozens of years old, so the difference in seniority and age is naturally subtle.Xiao Jin's face didn't change when he heard the words, he raised his voice and sneered: "I heard that the sword master a hundred years ago was not the same alcoholic as he is now, I don't know that you now--"

The voice dragged on for a long time, with disdain for sure victory: "Can you still hold the sword and use the Qihensha of the Juggernaut Gate?"

The soldiers behind him burst into loud laughter.

Baili Fengjian also sneered, narrowed his eyes lazily, and shook his head: "A trace of sand is enough to deal with you rats."