Cherry Blossoms Upon a Wintry Sword

It was getting dark, the birds had not yet returned to the nest, and they fell on the eaves, leaving behind black silhouettes. The beater on the street just happened to pass by, and it was longer and louder, echoing in the bluestone paved street.

The red candle in the house had been burned for most of the time, but Lin Rufei had no sleepiness, leaning on the bedside and looking down for a rest. I encountered too many things today. His fragile body seemed to be a bit unbearable, and he started coughing after nightfall. Fortunately, it was not too serious, and he could barely suppress the itchiness in his throat, so as not to cough his back.

Gu Xuan all leaned on the bed, looking at Lin Rufei's abnormal cheeks floating on her pale cheeks due to coughing, and her fragile, thin shoulders, asking thoughtfully, "May I have some hot water?"

Lin Rufei nodded.

Gu Xuan took hot water, handed it to Lin Rufei's lips, and watched him swallow.

Lin Rufei drank the water, slightly relieved the itch in his throat, but his body was still weak and he could only rest on the bedside, and said dumbly, "Oh my body, it's really troublesome." After some wind, they became ill again.

Gu Xuan said nothing, reached out and explored Tan Linru Fei's forehead, and determined that he had no fever before he felt relieved.

When going down the mountain, Lin's family prepared a lot of medicines for Lin Rufei, the most of which was for cough. Lin Rufei took a dose of hot water to make him feel more comfortable.

"It's too late to sleep?" Gu Xuan asked.

"Well ..." Lin Rufei whispered lowly. "Some worry about floating them, not sleeping well."

"Nothing will happen." Gu Xuandu comforted. "That man came at you and floated them, but it was the hostage who ruled you. If that person wants to take the life of the floating flower jade core, why not? Trouble taking them away silently. "

The two were talking, but a thunderstorm sounded outside the window, and then a heavy rain suddenly came, and the thunder sound shrouded the entire Xiefu House in a pouring water curtain.

The rain rustled, but the slow footsteps couldn't be covered. Lin Rufei turned to look at the door and saw the wooden door locked in the room being pushed and rattled. For a moment, the lock on the door could not bear. Live that huge power and crumbled.

As soon as the door was opened, violent wind and rain stormed in, and the whole house was a mess.

Lin Rufei looked up and saw a black figure standing at the door, facing the light, and couldn't see clearly, but Lin Rufei had already guessed the identity of the person coming, and calmly called out: "Xie Family Master. "

The comer took a step, raised his hand, and lit the candle that was blown out by the wind and rain. The expressionless face under the candlelight was exactly the Xie family owner and Xie Wanlin that he saw in the day.

"The owner Xie came to visit so late, I don't know what happened?" Although Lin Rufei guessed one or two, she did not expect Xie Wanlin to come here suddenly.

Xie Wanlin said: "I heard that the four sons of the Lin family were weak from childhood and could not practice swords. I thought it was a rumor. I didn't expect it to be true at first sight."

Lin Rufei coughed a few times and asked with a dumb throat, "What's the matter?"

Xie Wanlin took a chair and sat down casually, looking at Lin Rufei's eyes wildly: "The rivers and lakes are sinister. The Lin family travels down the mountain with a sick and weak son who can do nothing. If you want to come, you may do something unexpected. Get ready. "

Lin Rufei looked back peacefully, Xie Wanlin should have full confidence, but was stared at by Lin Rufei's lighter eyes than ordinary people, but he gave birth to some inexorable flinching. Wan Lin only thought he was worrying. After all, the young man who was sitting in bed and coughing had nothing to do, and he was weak like an ant who could easily be pinched to death.

"It was indeed an accident." Lin Rufei said, "It's just that I never thought about it. The owner Xie wanted to be this accident."

"Hahahaha." Xie Wanlin laughed. "Lin Gongzi is more concerned. In fact, as long as the son cooperates, Xie will naturally not hit the son."

Lin Rufei said, "What if I don't cooperate?"

Xie Wanlin said lightly: "The two beautiful maids have followed the son for many years. If they die, the son Lin will be very sad."

Lin Rufei's eyes turned cold, staring silently at Xie Wanlin.

Xie Wanlin didn't care, and continued, "In fact, I have to blame my unfilial son."

There was still thunder outside the window, heavy rain dripping, and the candlelight in the house was faint like the grass and fire, flickering. The kindness of Xie Wanlin's model samples for the afterlife, but at this moment, this kindness has a spooky taste.

Lin Rufei leaned on the bedside, smiling with smile: "Oh? You have to blame Xie Zhiyue for your handmaiden?"

Xie Wanlin said, "Isn't it?"

He took off the sword on the waist, and slammed it on the table next to him, whispering coldly: "If it wasn't for the mother clan who suddenly appeared from Xie Zhiyue, he would have died under the sword of the empty city. Where can I get my hands? . "

This statement is very interesting. If it is the practice of Xie's family to let their sons fight each other, Xie Wanlin is so eccentric about his parents. In this case, what is the meaning of such a fight.

Xie Wanlin apparently guessed what Lin Rufei was thinking, and his face gradually stunned: "Yeah, if I can, I can't wait to kill him with a sword-along with the little cricket he cares about most."

Lin Rufei moved his eyes out of the window and saw the rain curtain covering the sky. In the thunder, he asked, "Green ear? What did he steal?"

"Ha, guess what?" Xie Wanlin said this, and laughed again, "Stolen? The little sister-in-law is just a mortal, what can I get from the study, but I just heard something that I shouldn't listen to. Run away. "He had a dark tone," It's **** long ago, hate, hate !!! "

Xie Wanlin was talking and angry again, and her eyes gradually became red: "Poor my empty city-"

"I know what you're thinking, don't you think I'm partial?" Xie Wanlin sneered, hammering his own chest heavily. "But isn't the human heart biased ?! Kong Cheng has been with me since childhood, I taught it by hand. He was supposed to be the next owner of Xie's family, and he blame the evil demon of Xie's demon !! "When he talked about his emotions, he growled, and then cried in tears. : "My empty city-I didn't even have a decent funeral, so I was buried in a hurry, my poor empty city-"

If Xie Wanlin is cruel, he is really cruel, and the desperate monster of Xie Wanxi died immediately, but as far as Xie Kongcheng is concerned, Xie Wanlin is a qualified kind-hearted relative. Unfortunately, each person has his own life, Xie Kongcheng still couldn't escape the due robbers, and Xie Zhixie took his life with that bone sword.

In order to prevent others from knowing these things about Xie's family, the Xie family who died in this competition cannot hold funerals. They can only bury in a hurry at night, and even the place where they are buried is also a nameless piece. Strange monument. This is a huge blow to Xie Wanlin, who loves Xie Kongcheng.

Xie Wanlin looked sad and pitiful, but it seemed a bit pitiful, but in the end it proved that the poor man has something to hate. He only had Xie Kongcheng's son in his heart, but Xie Kongcheng died. Under the sword of the demon.

"Why didn't you kill Xie's demon?" Lin Rufei saw Xie Wanlin so indignant, and wondered, "Your cultivation is so much higher than Xie's demon. It is easy to kill him. thing."

"I think so," Xie Wanlin gritted his teeth. "Unfortunately, there are things that I can do if I don't want to."

It seems that there may be some restraints on him, and he can't shoot against Xie Zhimon's righteousness, so he will try to toss Xie's evil on the contrary. Even before the decisive battle, he will be driven to the temple for punishment. I hope he will be in the second place. Japan and Xie Ji lost in the test.

The thunder was louder outside the window, and bright gold wires crossed the dark sky, falling one after another, and the stinging eyes hurt.

The conversation inside the room continues.

Lin Rufei said: "You shot me just because I am Xie Zhiyue's friend?"

"Oh, naturally, it's not just that, you, don't use it otherwise." Xie Wanlin smiled secretly, "If I were you, I hope that the one who wins is Xie Ji."

Lin Rufei raised an eyebrow slightly.

Xie Wanlin said: "If the winner is Xie Zhixie, Prince Gong, go with me." He laughed again, his mental state was obviously on the verge of collapse, and he cried and laughed. Like a crazy maniac, there is no dignity and solemnity at the first sight. Who would have thought that Xie Wanlin, who was praised by an outsider, would be such a person. Lin Rufei was so afraid in his heart that he sighed.

After Xie Wanlin had finished speaking, her emotions gradually subsided, and she held a sword in her hand and looked away. His eyes seemed to pass through the rain curtain and look at the night in the distance.

The stormy thunder outside the house was chaotic, and Xie Wanlin murmured abruptly: "Xie Ji is really a fool."

After he had said this, Lin Rufei heard a scream of sorrow far away, but the scream was like his illusion, and soon he was completely buried in the sound of wild rain.

But in an instant, Xie Wanlin seemed to be a few decades old. He stared out the window, rubbed his hands on his sabre, gritted his teeth, and said, "How can I have such a fool."

It seems that Xie Ji lost.

Xie Zhiyue didn't wait for the duel date to meet tomorrow. He had no respect for the father who wanted him to die. He didn't obey his orders and stayed in the shrine for a night. The sword was cut, and unexpectedly won the final victory.

This was unexpected by Lin Rufei. At least in the daytime, Xie Zhiyue also showed respect for Xie Wanlin's performance. But obviously he can live to the end, not as harmless as he showed.

The rain was still falling, Xie Wanlin turned his head and set his eyes on Lin Rufei.

If he saw Lin Rufei just now, it was just like looking at the meat on a cutting board, then at this moment, Xie Wanlin was looking at Lin Rufei with the eyes of the dead.

"Well, all lives, son Lin, don't blame me." Xie Wanlin murmured, "If you want to blame, just blame the Xie demon ..."

Lin Rufei covered her mouth and coughed low.

Xie Wanlin converged, and looked at the long sword in his hand like a demon, and seemed to be thinking, which part of the body Lin Rufei should pass through to make Lin Rufei die happier.

The entire Gu government was trapped in the boundless darkness. Only Lin Rufei's room had a faint candlelight flickering, like a trap that attracted the moth.

The moth in the rain is still hooked.

He was dressed in black, completely absorbed in the night, and the violent rain washed away the **** traces on his shirt, but he could not wash out his strong murderous sound.

Xie Zhiyue, carrying the snow-white bone sword, appeared in the doorway of Lin Rufei's room in Xie Wanlin's hateful eyes. His face was pale in the rain, and his black eyes were scary.

Seeing Xie Wanlin sitting in front of Lin Rufei's bed, Xie Zhiyue was not surprised. He raised his hand and threw a tumbling thing into the room. The thing grunted and rolled to Xie Wanlin's feet. Xie Wanlin kicked his face expressionless.

That thing was Xie Ji's head that had been cut off. His tarnished eyes were still unwilling to open, with terror and anxiety inside, so he rolled to the corner and stained the ground with dust.

"Father," Xie Zhimon called out, and he said, "I won."

Xie Wanlin looked up at her last son, but there was no joy in her eyes, but the viciousness was about to overflow.

"Why aren't you happy?" Xie Zhiyue smiled. "Everything is over. The Xie family will continue to be a hundred years of prosperity, shouldn't you be happy?"

Xie Wanlin said: "Happy? I should be happy, but this Xie family is really disgusting, it might as well be better."

Xie Zhiyue laughed, and the tears seemed to be about to come out. Xie Wanlin's face was blue and she said, "What are you laughing at?"

Xie Zhiyue said: "Father, you are really interesting. If my brother wins the contest, you may be happy and anxious to celebrate the feast. Why did you change my win and become too disgusting to the Xie family?" He lowered his head and looked at his hand. The bone sword in the middle, Wen said, "Also, after all, I'm your least favorite son, just a pity ..."

Xie Wanlin said: "What a pity?"

Xie Zhiyue's voice turned cold, and he looked at Xie Wanlin: "Unfortunately, I'm afraid you can't ruin Xie's house just now."

"Ha ha ha ha, otherwise you think, why am I here?" Xie Wanlin laughed and heard, "I can't do anything to you, but there are always others, such as ... the Lin family on Kunlun Mountain, you He said that the most beloved sister-in-law in their family had died in Xie's house, Lin Lin, would they bother you as a childhood friend? "

Xie Zhimon said coldly: "You want to kill Lin Rufei?"

"Is this a good idea?" Xie Wanlin smiled eagerly. "It took me a long time to figure it out."

Xie Wanlin was really crazy. He wanted the entire Xie family to be buried with him. I wonder why he hated Xie's demon.

Xie Zhiyue said coldly: "I didn't know that my father was so fierce before. But now, I want to burn with the entire Xie family."

Xie Wanlin smiled again. He laughed and pulled out the scabbard of his sword. Xie Zhiyue suffocated slightly, and his lips drew a tight straight line. He had just hit Xie Ji and suffered a minor injury. It was not easy to stop Xie Wanlin from going crazy. As long as Xie Wanlin did not hit him, the ancestral restraint of the Xie family would not work. It was easy to kill Lin Rufei.

Although Lin Rufei said that he had an adventure and a sword was available, Ran He wanted to leave his life in the hands of Xie Wanlin, who had cultivated in the Eight Realms, and it was not easy. If Lin Rufei really died under Xie Wanlin's sword, the brothers and sisters of the Lin family who were short-guarded would probably lift Xiefu to the bottom the next day.

Xie Wanlin felt the nervousness of Xie Zhiyue and laughed loudly.

Xie Zhiyue gritted his teeth and said, "As Fei, I stopped him. You can run as far as you can--"

Xie Wanlin was weird with yin and yang: "Run? No one wants to run, no one can run away !!!" His words fell, and he raised his hand and waved his sword.

In the end, it is the cultivation of the Eight Realms. This is a sword that has exhausted all its powers. Even Xie Zhixian's peak can not be guaranteed to stop, let alone he is seriously injured at this time. It is almost impossible to stop Xie Wanlin. The sword gas tumbling and surging, but in an instant, the snow-white sword light had been splitting towards Lin Rufei, Xie Zhiyue made a loud noise, and rushed to try to stop the sword, but everything seemed to be That's too late.

"Xie Wanlin--" Xie Zhiyong growled, "I killed you--"

Xie Wanlin laughed wildly.

The blade fell, but there was no blunt sound of sharp objects piercing the body, but a crisp sound of a knock on a golden hammer. Xie Wanlin's smile froze on his face. He looked at the blade of his hand inconceivably—the blade was actually held by Lin Rufei, and the white blade pierced the fair skin of Lin Rufei's palm, bright red. His blood fell into his forearm along his wrist, and then concealed into the wide cuff.

Lin Rufei's back was slightly broken with light blue tendons, and then he let go. Xie Wanlin's saber-saber sword was broken into sections, and it fell to the ground and became several pieces of scrap iron.

"You ... you ..." Xie Wanlin's eyes widened, and when she saw a ghost staring at Lin Rufei, she said madly, "Who are you--"

Before Lin Rufei answered, Xie Wanlin's body softened, she knelt on the ground and looked at the broken blade, and said dumbly, "Impossible, how is it possible, Lin Rufei is a wasteful person who can do nothing, How could he stop my sword ... how could ... "

Xie Zhiyue's voice came from behind him, indifferent like ice. He said, "You say he is a waste? You can't even kill him, aren't you even worse than him? Xie Wanlin, you even love the most You can't keep your son, you should be waste. "

Xie Wanlin said: "No ... not like this ... you ..." He still wanted to say something, but paused, looking down stiffly slowly to his chest.

A blade of white snow emerged from the position of his heart, and was stained with blood by the blood of his heart.

Xie Zhixie took Xie Wanlin's life with a sword. After these days, he had nostalgia for his so-called biological father, his expression as cold as ice. Xie Wanlin, originally from the Eight Realms, did not mean to resist, he just stared dullly at the blade on his chest, and his vitality began to drain away quickly.

However, this passage does not seem to be a normal death. At the moment when Xie Wanlin's breath was completely cut off, Xie Zhiyue's strength soared and he went from five realms to eight realms.

Xie Wanlin's body began to dry quickly, and the original smooth skin had a layer of wrinkles. In the end, it turned into a skeleton. Xie Zhimon's ruthless sword drawing, he fell to the ground and turned into Ground flour.

The sudden appearance of this scene ended quickly, but within a few breaths, Xie Zhixie had already established the victory. But there was no joy on his face, instead he looked dignified.

"As Fei, is your injury okay?" Xie Zhiyue asked quickly.

"It doesn't matter." Lin Rufei shook off the blood on his hand, Xie Wanlin stabbed with a sword, and he grabbed it with his hands. Who knew that the sword was really caught in his hand, Also easily twisted into several paragraphs. However, his heart was also cut, but fortunately, he did not hurt the key, but only a skin trauma.

Xie Zhiyue said: "It really scared me. I haven't seen you for a few years. I didn't expect you to become so powerful. Xie Wanlin's sword, even if I wasn't necessarily able to take it down, I didn't expect your hand to stretch out. I broke his sword ... "

Lin Rufei reluctantly said, "I don't know if this will happen."

Xie Zhixiu said, "Don't be humble with me." He looked at Xie Wan's powder on the ground, and sighed, "This is all right, we have to deal with it ..."

Lin Rufei said, "Is anyone in the house unaware of your fight?"

Xie Zhiyue said: "Knowing is known. All the servants on the periphery were cleared away by Xie Wanlin under the pretext. Everyone actually knew it very well."

Lin Rufei: "What are you going to explain?"

Xie Zhiyue showed a headache, and said, "Well, there is always a way, this Xie Wanlin will really make me trouble."

Under normal circumstances, they will have a more formal handover process. After Xie Wanlin transfers the matter of Xie Fu to Xie Zhiyue, Xie Zhiyue will take his life. However, Xie Wanlin did not follow the usual path and suddenly had a disadvantage to Lin Rufei. Xie Zhiyue was helpless and had to start first to be strong.

Fortunately, he inherited all the practices of Xie Wanlin, and no one dared to put a beak on the entire Xiefu.

Seeing that Lin Rufei's hand was still bleeding, Xie Zhimon said that he would help him bandage it first. Lin Rufei wiped it with his cuff and saw that he was bleeding. Take away the floating flowers and Yu Rui, you know where he will lock them? "

Xie Zhimon frowned: "Maybe it will be locked in the dark room of the study. I'll take a look for you now?"

"Okay." Lin Rufei said, "I have work."

"You're too kind." Xie Zhiyue sighed. "I'm really sorry to involve you in our house."

Lin Rufei said: "This is not what you want."

Xie Zhiyue turned and left, and Lin Rufei watched his figure disappear into the rain curtain.

He hadn't recovered, he felt that his hands were being held by another pair of cold hands, and then turned back, but saw Gu Xuandu staring at the wound on his hand expressionlessly.

For some reason, Lin Rufei had a feeling of guilty conscience and said, "It's just a minor injury."

Gu Xuandu raised his eyelids: "Minor injuries? Do you know that you can reach out Xie Wanlin's sword instead of chopping off five fingers with him?"

Lin Rufei laughed: "This is not without thinking ..."

Gu Xuandu said: "You can think about it next time." He sighed and said, "In the future, when someone draws a sword against you, remember to draw the sword on the waist side, not the hand block."

Lin Rufei said inexplicably: "But I don't have a sword on my waist."

Gu Xuandu said: "It's okay, my sword is for you." I added a shameless sentence, "I will give you a free touch."

Lin Rufei: "Senior ..." He always felt that something was wrong.

Who knows that Gu Xuandu also cheered up: "Don't be embarrassed. When this matters, you touch it twice, and I won't blame you."

Lin Rufei's captivity was speechless. When the reaction came, he saw Gu Xuandu's narrow smile on his face, and then realized that he was being teased by Gu Xuan again.

The author has something to say: Gu Xuandu: Xiao Chi, don't be polite to me next time.

Lin Rufei: You're welcome?

Gu Xuandu: I'm definitely better than your right hand

Lin Rufei: I suspect you are driving but there is no evidence ...