World of Chessboard

"Wa — —" The silhouette opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood. Its already deathly pale face was now as white as a sheet of paper. It was hard to tell whether the black robe was stained with blood or not, but the snow-white bed sheets beneath him were dyed a little red. Her long hair was disheveled and messy. Her waist was slightly bent from the pain.

Feng Qiong looked worriedly at him. "Young master, why haven't you returned yet?"

Shadow raised his hand to wipe away the blood from his lips. Looking at the abnormal color of the blood on his fingers, his eyes were light as he said, "I won't die, don't worry."

Feng Qiong frowned, anxiety evident on her face. "How can you be at ease? "So what if he doesn't die?"

The silhouette tried hard to circulate his Qi. "You're the one who's pushed the blame, sorry." With a stuffy groan, some blood seeped out from his nose, and traces of pain appeared in his indifferent eyes.

"Look at you, if the young master doesn't come back, you'll definitely die." Feng Qiong hurriedly took a handkerchief and wiped his blood clean, then she took the medicine beside him and brought it to his lips.

Shadow took a bite and swallowed it slowly. "I know my body won't die. "Compared to watching me from here, I want you to watch them."

Feng Qiong sighed and asked, "Then should I call Zhong Li over?"

The silhouette closed her eyes and said, "No need, I do not need anyone to accompany me. Let's just let her watch Drifting Water. I can't explain it to Master once Drifting Water dies. "

Feng Qiong could only nod. "Alright, I'll listen to you. However, if anything were to happen to you, none of us will be able to stand Young Master's wrath. "

The shadow made a "En" sound to indicate that it had heard him, and then there was no reaction. He sat cross-legged and operated his martial arts like a meditating old monk.

Feng Qiong sighed and placed the medicine bowl close to her. She looked back at Shadow, then walked out of the house, gently covering the door with her hands. She looked at the woman standing in front of the door: "He's just like that, like a rock. It's better to just ignore him." Unlike her graceful appearance, the woman at the door was only relatively delicate. Her fair face carried a quiet smile, and there was nothing outstanding about her. But it was this woman who had an extraordinary temperament and was in charge of the half of the martial arts world that was the selling point. Feng Yunxuan's power was not in the slightest inferior to Feng Qiong, the Grand Pavilion Master.

Zhong Li smiled helplessly: "I told you too, you didn't believe me."

Feng Qiong held onto the railing as she looked down at the beautiful scenery. Her eyes dimmed. "Right now, I only hope that Young Master can return as soon as possible. Only he can heal this shadow's internal injury."

Zhong Lizhu stood by her side, leaning on the railing as he looked at the pavilion in the distance. "Last night, I went to change Dian Hen's medicine. After I passed by Qi Hua's room, I heard him crying inside."

"Crying?" Feng Qiong was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile, "You really should cry."

Zhong Lizhu didn't say anything. After a long time, he slowly said, "The demonic poison and those killers that came back are still better. After a few days, there will be no problem. Drifting Water was not an optimistic person. Whether or not he could survive was a question. There was also Shadow, he had suffered such heavy internal injuries, but he didn't know if he would be able to completely recover. With the loss of the wine hall, the aftermath of the gang... It's hard to imagine young master's reaction. "

Feng Qiong said, "Originally, I wanted to gloat, but I couldn't laugh."

The Zhongli family's baby said, "The key is, no one dares to plead."

Feng Qiong said in silence, "I don't dare, there is no need for the devilish poison and Xuanyuan Yin to plead. Shadow... Let alone thinking about it. His begging is no different from adding oil to the fire. "

The infant Zhong Li sighed, "It's good that I still have my life."

Feng Qiong shrugged her shoulders, "The Poison Wine Hall's vitality is greatly damaged, I wonder how long it will take for it to recover to its previous level."

Zhong Lizhu agreed, "Xuanyuan and Don't cry so pitifully."

Feng Qiong asked curiously, "Why?"

Zhong Li replied, "Originally, the Puppet Palace would have people who trade for it to share the wine with the underworld. This time, they would definitely give all of it to the Poison Hall. In addition, after suffering such a huge loss, based on the young master's character, he would definitely peel off another layer of skin from the Puppet Palace, or else he would go to another place. In any case, I definitely won't admit it like that. "

Feng Qiong chuckled. "Don't let the young master hear that."

Zhong Lizhu tilted his head slightly: "Young Master won't be angry because of this. His self-control is trustworthy."

Feng Qiong teased, "Really? Who would have thought that other than the shadows, there would still be someone who can understand Young Master's likes and dislikes? "

Zhong Li did not answer and instead asked, "Do you think it's difficult?"

Feng Qiong said, "I've been following him for more than four years, but I don't understand him at all. There are too few people in and out of the Windy Moon Stadium that I don't understand. Young master is the one I've been in contact with the most, but I can't see him clearly at all. Even though he gave me the right to surprise me, I always felt that he trusted no one but Shadow — not even you. "

Zhong Li Yuan smiled: "Of course, my trust is different from Shadow's. But I am sure that I am the person he trusts the most, other than Shadow. " After recalling for a moment, he said leisurely: "Shadow followed him for ten years and I followed him for seven years, that's the gap. After that, the number of people who entered his heart became fewer and fewer, right? Maybe one day, he won't even trust a shadow anymore. "

Feng Qiong wrinkled her brow, feeling slightly terrified. "You speak in such a scary manner?"

The Zhongli Infant said, "What you guys are afraid of is your Young Master's unfathomable ability, and what we are afraid of is your transformation. Perhaps one day you will know of his past, and then you will know how terrible his transformation was. It can only be said that no matter how he changes, he will still be our young master, and will never betray his own will. "

Feng Qiong said helplessly, "Even someone like him wouldn't dare to betray us."

Zhong Li smiled but did not reply.

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The dark room was filled with shelves with books on them. By the window that was pulled back by the heavy curtain, a gray-haired man was sitting with his arms wrapped around his knees, his chin resting on his knees. Seven candles were lit beside him, emitting a faint yellow light. His eyes fell on the ledger open in front of his knees. In his right hand he held a pen and wrote carelessly, his face devoid of sadness and joy.

"Quicksand!" The wooden door was forced open and a young man rushed in and shouted.

Flowing Sand raised his head to look at him and asked, "Flowing Yuan, what's wrong? Has the pavilion master and the others returned? "

Liu Yuan took a deep breath and threw the thing in his hand towards him. "At least, you're back." Twenty-one signs, eight red and thirteen white.

Flowing Sand was stunned. He suddenly bent over and grabbed it, rummaging through the eight red tags. When he saw the wooden tags with the name of the blood moon, his eyes lost all color. He kneeled on the ground, his face drained of all color.

"Hey, Xiao Hui, why are you running so fast? I'm not a tiger. "

"What?" You're asking me why it's Blood Moon? Because I'm really strong. The hall master said that my strength can be ranked in the top ten of the Hall of Blood. Hmph, he's definitely better than you. "

"Hey, your name is really nice." Hey, your name is really nice. "Yeah, it's pretty sad, but it's still nice to listen to."

"Dream? Like and admired? I did have a beautiful dream. I dreamed that I was wearing red, especially beautiful clothes, lying in the arms of a person who gently told me that I was especially beautiful. That's probably the person I like, right? Hm? You're asking me who that person is? I don't know, maybe not yet. Those whom he respected were definitely the pavilion master! He's so powerful. "

"Tsk, you said that you are the Hall Master's disciple? I don't believe it. I only know that the hall master has two disciples, one called Qian Hen and the other called Gong Du. It's a pity that I came late. When I left my apprenticeship, they had already gone to that place called the Dark Valley. Hmph hmph, it must be extremely powerful. This was because the pavilion master was the most powerful person here, and his disciple was definitely exceptionally powerful as well! You're so weak, you definitely aren't the Hall Master's disciple. "

Xiao Hui, I met someone I like today. Let me tell you, the young master is here today. He has a green cloak and a silver white mask. Even though only half of his face can be seen, he's really handsome! He had nearly won a spar with the pavilion master. No, no, the pavilion master didn't allow him to do so. I can tell that the pavilion master is extremely serious. The pavilion master said that the young master is only sixteen or seventeen years old? Mmm, he's so formidable. I've been laughing since the beginning. He's really on par with the pavilion master. You're asking me if I like the young master? "AHH!" "It wasn't him, it was the other young man behind him. He was about my age, and he was very good-looking. I fell in love with him at first sight.

"It's just a small wound and just a little bit of blood. What's there to be surprised about? I went on a mission when I was twelve, and now that I'm eighteen, how can I be afraid of pain? For a weak little boy like Xiao Hui, it is because his knowledge is too little. "

"Hahahahaha, you like me? Ah, I didn't mean to laugh at you, I was just a little surprised. Are you sure it's not because there aren't too many women in our Poison Hall that you like me? I'm not beautiful... I won't despise you. Xiao Hui is so obedient, so cute, and so smart. I definitely do not have any hope of replacing you with Master Shadow, but how unfair is that to you? Well, when I'm twenty-five, I'll apply to leave. "At that time, if you still haven't changed your mind, how about we become husband and wife for one lifetime?"

"The Exquisite Dice An Hong Dou, do you know if he has fallen in love with you? Although he didn't know what she meant, she was really beautiful. Oh... It was written by someone else. When we get married, can you give me a song that you wrote? Hmm, Xiao Hui is so obedient. I'll be twenty-five in a few years.

"Do I like you? Ah, I don't know, what do you mean like? I like to sit in the tree with you and count the stars while you tell me stories I've heard or never heard. I like to have you with me for the rest of my life. "Yes, all my life."

"How long is a lifetime? If you don't die, and I don't die, I'll be able to see you the moment I open my eyes. "

"..."

Quicksand clenched his fist tightly. He could not help but burst into tears. A teardrop fell onto the ground, bounced up, splashed away, and then silently fell. He placed the wooden tablet on his chest, as if he wanted to press it into his body. After a long while, Quicksand lifted his tear-stained face and asked in a hoarse voice, "How was it when she left?"

"It is said that she committed suicide in the arms of her shadow. She is very beautiful and very happy. And she told you she was sorry. "

"Sorry? Me? " Quicksand laughed bitterly, his chest felt as though it was being torn apart. "I haven't even seen the last time. This time when she went out, she didn't even come to say goodbye to me. Thinking about it, she believes that she will return safely, right? "

Liu Yuan said in a low voice, "She is very self-conscious. She has always felt that she is not worthy of you. She … You won't be willing to see her after being crippled, right? "

The quicksand rubbed against the wooden board, and its eyes were filled with love. After a long time, it softly asked: "Can I go see her corpse? Can he give me a chance to talk to the hall master? "

Liu Yuan said in shock, "This... The pavilion master probably can't agree to it either, right?

Quicksand raised his head and said, "Then I'll go ask young master, as long as you agree, it'll be fine, right?"

Liu Yuan said in shock, "Are you crazy? You actually want to ask for Young Master's help? "

Flowing Sand said, "I just want to see the blood moon. I don't want to miss even the last time."

After a moment of silence, Liu Yuan did not try to persuade her further. Instead, he only whispered, "I'll accompany you."

"Thank you." Quicksand stood up, his body somewhat hunched. "I'm a little tired, I want to rest first. Help me record the dead. "

Liu Yuan nodded, watching him struggle as he left.

The Poison Hall was the world of assassins. Assassins didn't have a difference between life and death. Here, no one has the right to mourn. The dead are the dead, and have nothing to do with the living.

All emotions and desires must be abandoned.

The assassin was cold, ruthless, and indifferent.

This was a world filled with gray. It was so pale that it was terrifying, but it was powerless to stop it. Life as a killer, death as a killer.

There was no light, no emotion, no love or hate, not even good or evil, no sense of purpose.

For killers, money is life, but also soul and freedom.

If one had no heart, how could one distinguish right from wrong? If one was heartless, how could one know how to be warm and cold? If a man had no desire, how could he talk about life and death?