Devil Sword in Jianghu

The wind and snow are everywhere, and the world is sad. Chongling river seems to be desolate in this boundless sadness.

Mo Ge got up slowly, picked up Qin Ji's body, and his face was silent. Traceless picked up the autumn wind knife that fell on the snow and walked hard to the river with Yankai and Tang Qi step by step.

On the snow, blood bathed my eyes and startled me. It was the blood of Jackie and Mo Ge. Tang Qi looked at Mo Ge, who was silent, and at the dead Jackie in his arms. He couldn't believe everything in front of him.

Mo Ge is bleeding all over. Every step will leave a bright red footprint. On his body, he couldn't tell whether it was Jackie's blood or his own blood. He saw a bright red.

This kind of pain will be deeply felt only after the real loss.

Wuji, Yankai and Tang Qi followed Mo Ge slowly. At this time, even if Mo Ge had no support, no one said they wanted to help him. What he held in his arms was the person he loved deeply. A beautiful woman who once smiled all day and was gentle and considerate has now become a cold body. This is the last time Mo Ge gets along with Qin Ji. Who will have the heart to separate them, even for a moment.

When they passed the ten mile long street, the people looked sideways, and all the girls in the Baiying building looked sideways. The procuress of Baiying building immediately announced that it would be closed for three days to mourn the former Guiyang Huakui and the number one of Baiying building. It is also rumored that the major brothels, flower boats and suspended vegetables will be closed.

Many people regret that Jackie's bumpy life ended so early. Originally, they thought that she found a man who loved her, and she no longer suffered from the dust, but who ever thought that she left the dust and died in the Jianghu.

Everyone consciously gave way, perhaps because he was afraid to see Mo Ge with blood all over his body, or because he respected the legendary woman. Qi Qi avoided both sides, so that Mo Ge could pass unimpeded with Qin Ji.

In the branch of the beggars' sect, the mourning hall was soon built. The Baiying building sent a good nanmu coffin, and the Guiyang building sent a white flag and a white coffin.

Cleaning, changing clothes and making up proceeded in an orderly manner. When Qin Ji's body was sorted out, Mo Ge seemed to feel that she was not dead, but sleeping.

After all this was done, Mo Ge agreed to let the doctor clean his wound, apply wound medicine and change into plain clothes. In the process, he remained silent and at his mercy.

After all this, the night is deep,

Mo Ge motioned everyone to leave. He was alone in the mourning hall.

Looking at Mo GE's face that is too sad but has no expression, traceless and Tang Qi can only retreat quietly.

The night was very cold, the north wind called, and the snow filled the air.

Mo Ge sat on the cold ground and looked at the Qin Ji's soul under the jumping plain candle. His eyes were filled with clear tears.

In front of him, there were several jars of wine, several jars of cold wine.

A jar of wine was almost poured down without stopping. When a jar of wine went down, he coughed violently.

"Jackie, didn't you agree to accompany me all my life? Why are you so stupid? Just hold on for a while and they'll come! Have you ever thought about how I feel when you leave me like this? "

His voice was very quiet, as if he were whispering with Jackie. In his tone, the sadness and pain hit his chest.

Wuji and Tang Qi were not far away. They stood outside the mourning hall. Listening to Mo GE's slightly trembling voice, they felt a burst of pain in their hearts.

Yes, if he and Yan arrived a moment earlier, maybe things would not be like this. Perhaps at this time, the three brothers were drinking wine, eating fried dishes of Qin Ji and listening to Qin Ji's soft words. How timid is it?

How could Mo Ge get involved in the dispute in Guiyang if he didn't want to find some blood Linglong remnant map, and how could Qin Ji die in Xueye?

Traceless was flustered. Looking at the coffin in the mourning hall from a distance, he felt a stabbing pain in his heart.

"You said you would stay with me in the countryside and never be separated for life. How can you not count what you said?"

The words they said during the day are still in my ears, and the scene of two people leaning close to each other is vivid. Now, it is the separation of heaven and man, and the separation of yin and Yang, which makes Mo Ge feel sad.

Watching Mo Ge drink three jars in succession, Wu trace and Tang Qi couldn't bear it anymore. They entered the mourning hall and sat side by side with Mo Ge.

"Jackie has left. You are hurt. How can you drink like this? Do you want chin Ji to worry about you in the sky? "

Traceless robbed the wine jar of Mo singer and said.

"Yes, you should take good care of yourself. Jackie certainly doesn't want to see you now."

Tang Qi also said.

"Heaven? If she can really look at me in the sky, she can know the sadness in my heart and should not leave me. "

Mo Ge smiled bitterly, and the laughter was almost crying with sobs of grief.

"We know you are sad, and so are we. Although jackie has been with us for only a few months, we have regarded her as a relative. Now that she's dead, I know in my heart that she died because of me! If I wasn't looking for the blood exquisite remnant picture, she might be happy to accompany you at this time... "

Listening to the words with no trace and deep regret, Mo Ge was slightly stunned and stretched out his hand to grab the wine jar. Tang Qi stretched out his hand and held it down. Mo Ge suddenly burst into a drink: "give it to me!"

Surprised, Tang Qi loosened the wine jar and let Mo Ge catch it.

"OK, you want to drink, we'll accompany you!"

Tang Qi also grabbed a wine jar, opened it and drank it.

"I can't blame you. You are my brother, and Jackie regards you as a brother! Aren't you afraid of her sadness when you say such words in front of her spirit? Does it matter why she died and for whom? no It doesn't matter. What matters is who killed her! "

Traceless was suddenly stunned. He heard the meaning of Mo GE's words. As a brother, life and death can be ignored. Even if Jackie is a weak woman, she is no exception! Although she won't be in vain, she has no fear in the face of this dangerous Jianghu. When he fell into ye Kurong's hands, in order to preserve his innocence and get Mo Ge out, he resolutely committed suicide. Isn't this a great Xia style?

Yes, this is the style of great Xia. Qin Ji is a well deserved chivalrous woman!

Traceless's heart suddenly opened up. He also picked up a jar of wine. "Gudong Gudong" drank a few mouthfuls, stretched out his sleeve, wiped his lips and said, "yes, the culprit is the blood moon sect and ye Kurong!"

Tang Qi suddenly stood up and said, "XueYue sect, ye Kurong, they deceive people too much! First, he assassinated Mo Ge several times, then grabbed Wu trace, and killed Jackie today! This is a deep blood feud, and we will die together! "

"You are my brother. For my sake, you have been involved in this Guiyang chaos and have been in danger for many times. Now that Jackie has been killed, we must avenge her! I swear in front of Qin Ji's spirit that as long as I have one breath, I will be at odds with ye Kurong in this life and this world. I will flatten his blood moon sect and avenge Qin Ji! "

Traceless also stood up, looked at Qin Ji's spirit position and said solemnly. As soon as he finished, Tang Qi also said, "count me!"

This sentence was firm, but as soon as he finished, he immediately felt something wrong. He habitually stretched out his hand and scratched his head. He said, "although I don't know martial arts now, I will learn good martial arts one day and step down with you on the XueYue sect!"

Mo Ge stood up slowly and threw half a jar of wine into powder, splashing wine everywhere. He regained the firmness and confidence in his eyes and said in a deep voice, "OK! I Mo Ge also swear here: in this life, I will tread the blood moon teaching to the ground! "

The three stretched out their right hands and held them together, facing the spirit throne of Qin Ji for a long time.

The next day, almost all the brothels and flower boats in Guiyang sent people to pay tribute.

Three days later, the wind and snow became more and more prosperous, and the whole level of Guiyang became the same. The disciples of the beggars' sect raised the coffin, left the branch of the beggars' sect slowly, crossed the ten mile long street and went to the east of the city.

Mo Ge decided to bury Qin Ji in her hometown, a small mountain village by the Chung Ling River.

All the disciples of the beggars' sect sent out, and Wuji, Yankai and Tang Qi escorted them all the way. After crossing the Chung Ling River, more than ten miles to the south, it is Qinji's hometown.

When the team escorting the coffin slowly crossed the Chongling River and went south along the Bank of the river, a person stood in the wind and snow not far away.

I just don't know how long she has been standing. Her whole body has been covered with snow. If she doesn't watch carefully, she will be like a snowman.

At this time, tears slowly flowed out of her eyes, stared at the slow-moving coffin and murmured: "sister Qinji, I'm sorry, I... I can only see you here and send you here. I hope my sister doesn't blame me..."

This is Dugu Xue. She knew that after Qin Ji died, she wanted to go back to the branch of the beggars' sect many times, but Dugu Yun never allowed her. And said: if she wants Tang Qi to die, go!

When she knew that Jackie was buried today and would pass by, she waited by the road early in the morning. Although the wind and snow filled the air and the cold was unbearable, she stood in the wind and snow for an hour.

She thought of the little things she had got along with Qin Ji. She felt sad. At the same time, she also resented the damn Jianghu and the earthly Pavilion, the blood moon sect and ye Kurong.

No one noticed her. Everyone walked on the snow with sadness amid the music of the funeral.

Dugu Xue finally couldn't help shouting: "sister...!"

The cry was sad and miserable. Not only for Jackie, but also for herself.

Because she saw Tang Qi holding the coffin, her heart was like being stabbed by a knife, and suddenly hurt.