Chapter 17

The red dress is fierce, with long hair flying. The man in front of him has deep brow bones and a deep and handsome outline. He looked at Qin Shan with clear eyes and a gentle and harmless expression, but Qin Shan knew that he was a sheathed long sword, and in the next second he would emit a cold light and cut into the muscles and bones.

This person is Liu Han, the demon leader, Xiao Yiran's little apprentice, and Qin Shan's only apprentice.

Qin Shan watched him.

"Master Liu," he said, his tone like ice.

Liu Han didn't care about Qin Shan's indifference and resistance, but smiled: "I know that after the brother leaves, he will definitely be here as soon as possible. I will come and wait for you every day. Last month, on the anniversary of Master's death, I was also there. At the tomb, he toasted wine for the brother."

Qin Shan didn't say anything.

Liu Han was sorry for him, but Xiao Yiran was not sorry. He toasts and sweeps the grave for Master, but Qin Shan can't put his beak.

He took a step forward and looked at the crooked tombstone, as if seeing him and Yan Mobei standing in front of the tomb that day.

The old figure seemed to overlap with the light and shadow in front of him. Qin Shan didn't want to think about it any more. He knocked his head at the tombstone three times and said directly to Liu Han: "I'm here to get something."

Liu Han smiled bitterly, "Senior brother is not willing to say a word to me?"

Qin Shan was impatient to talk nonsense with him, standing only with his back. Liu Han knew that if he said a few more words, Qin Shan was afraid that he would misunderstand that he was unwilling to hand over the old things. Then he said that he would not offend this stubborn temper, and the two would have to fight.

He could only sigh and threw a long sword in the air.

Qin Shan caught the sword and rubbed the pattern on the scabbard carefully.

This is his saber, which was made for him by Xiao Yiran when he was still alive.

I remember at that time, the crazy swordsman said: Shan'er is clever and stubborn, easy to go to extremes. The master casts the sword for you, without showing sharpness, without showing ingenuity, and almost clumsy. But there is no great good in the world than great skill or clumsy, great wisdom like foolishness, hope this sword will accompany my disciple, safe and smooth.

But later he still went slant, betraying the master's painstaking efforts.

That day, this sword was lost after he was trapped in Shaolin. Qin Shan knew that even if Liu Han had other thoughts, he would not watch the sword made by his master fall into the hands of others. So he came to Yandang Mountain specially this time just to get his sword.

Having achieved the goal, Qin Shan turned around and left.

Seeing this, Liu Han hurriedly called out to him.

"Brother! Are you still angry with me?"

pissed off? Qin Shan thought that he was more than angry when he was betrayed by the last relative in the world. Qin Shan can hate Yan Mobei, because he is an outsider and an irrelevant person. But for Liu Han, he couldn't even get angry. On the mountain that day, he said to Johnny that he had three closest people in this world, Master, Master, and Junior Brother, but they were all dead.

Yes, from the day Liu Han betrayed him, Qin Shan regarded him as dead.

Liu Han was really anxious to see that Qin Shan continued to move forward.

"Brother!" He tapped his feet, and stopped in front of Qin Shan in a blink of an eye.

Qin Shan was trapped for three years, his internal strength was restrained, and his martial arts were not as good as before. Naturally, he was not Liu Han's opponent.

"Does Liu Jiao do something to me?"

Qin Shan said coldly, "With my little effort now, I am afraid that the leader is overkill."

Liu Han was anxious, and Qin Shan's mouth really hurt people without seeing the sword.

"Senior brother, listen to my explanation." Liu Han said, "I worked with Wan Chengxuan to design to hide from you that day. I just want you to avoid the edge, not really want to harm you!"

Qin Shan looked back coldly.

"Pretending to be captured by Wan Chengxuan, it makes me worried to lure me into the trick, is it for me?"

"When I fell into Yan Mobei's hands and stood on the sidelines when Shaolin was humiliated by everyone, was it for me?"

"Master Liu, if this is your concern, Qin Shan can't afford it."

With this sentence left, Qin Shan stepped over him and walked away.

Liu Han was really anxious and couldn't take care of anything else. He said, "If we didn't act like this, if we were ransacked by the Queen Mother today, the one who beheaded at noon was not the plan, but you! Qin Weitang is not simple. After the single land was abolished, it was secretly purged, but all were disguised as treason Xiaoxiao, with the corpse in a different place! Brother, you were full of hatred that day and didn't want to look back. To this day, don't you understand?"

"There is no place for you, Qin Weitang, in this world!"

Qin Shan paused, and when he turned his head, his eyes were flushed with tears.

"what did you say."

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Jiangnan, a small house somewhere.

There was candlelight in the room, doors and windows were closed, only one person was lying on the bed, covered in bandages, bloodstains leaking out, and the wounded and sick on the bed were sweaty and hideous, as if they were in a nightmare.

In fact, he was indeed in a nightmare and couldn't get out.

For a while, there will be swords, lights, and shadows, and the companions who get along day and night are in different places, and the bloody hell is unstoppable.

For a while, it was like a little ghost whispering, and countless people with unidentified faces gathered around, pointing and mocking, confused.

It was another scene, the news that the saint was seriously ill just came. Mr. Mou sat in front of the window for the night and recruited all of them the next day.

"Time is not with me, now the traitor is in power, and I am fortunate to usurp the court. As a sword in the hands of the emperor, Qin Weitang is in turmoil in the hands of the emperor. Those people are unable to win over, and the first person who wants to eradicate is bound to be us. You few, are you afraid?"

"Not afraid!"

Dozens of guards knelt all over the room, only looking at death on their faces, but without fear.

Mou first looked at them, smiled and sighed.

He was standing in the crowd at that time and couldn't remember the expression on the husband's face, only heard the husband say.

"The Holy Lord established the Qin Weitang, originally to control the powers of the arena, and also to prevent the court from changing. Now, if someone can't use us for their own use, they will break this sword. I am the first to bear the brunt. I am afraid that there will be no peace in this world and the people will no longer live in peace."

"You are often ridiculed by the people of the rivers and lakes as the eagle dogs under the seat of the emperor. Ah Shan has been tolerant after the accident. I know that you are wronged in your heart, but you never complain. I am ashamed of everyone!"

With that, Mr. Mou stood up and bowed to them.

"Mr!"

"No sir!"

The men present were all iron-clad men, usually in the wind and rain, cutting meat with swords, and never complaining, but now seeing Mr. Jianmou like this, his eyes are actually red.

Instead, they knelt on the ground and didn't want them to stand up.

"I know I am ashamed, and I know that the road ahead is slim, but I still want you to die. You can bear this gift!" After a long time, he slowly raised his head again, with a smile on his calm face, looking into the distance Said: "After tomorrow, you go find him."

"So, I let go."

On the second day, the Queen Mother's decree violated her rebellion and conspired to rebel. The capital punishment should be executed, and the whole family should be copied and cut to prevent others.

That day, the blood on the necks of the young and old of Mr. Mou's family stained the capital.

That night, eighty-eight fast horses, with Qin Weitang's last spark, left the city overnight.

This risk, all the way to kill, he endured hunger, endures the cold and cold, and kept coming to the south, but he never forgot Mr. Mou's words in his heart.

"You go find him."

"As long as he is there, Qin Weitang will be there."

Go find him, find the leader of Qin Weitang!

The person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and let out a low growl, but was shocked by the girl who was about to reach out to change his dressing.

"You, you are awake."

Bai Lian watched him open his eyes, startled at first, and then said joyfully: "Wait, I'll go out and call Grandpa."

She pushed the door and ran out, leaving the person on the bed who had just escaped, waiting for the eaves, not knowing where she was. The last thing he remembered was that he was chased and killed, and he managed to escape into a deep alley.

And after that?

He only remembered that when the two swordsmen were about to kill himself, someone rushed over, vaguely heard voices, and saw a few figures, but they were also blurred. Was he saved by someone?

At this moment, the door of the house opened again, and a few cheerful people pushed in. Xi Chenshui walked in the front, almost as soon as Bai Lian left, he rushed in.

"Wake up, wake up, what does this guy remember, is he still awake, give me a quick look."

Baimeike walked at the end, hearing the words helplessly said: "Xi Shaoxia, this person is seriously injured and unconscious, and has lost too much blood. It is not easy to snatch a life from the king, so don't be too hasty."

"How can I not be in a hurry? I'm still waiting for him to wake up and ask clearly so that I can ask Qin Shan for benefits."

Qin Shan, command! ?

Hearing this, the person in the bed will struggle to get up.

"Hey, move slowly."

Someone helped him up and nagged: "What are you anxious for? I just said I want to ask you, but I didn't say when I would do it for you. You don't need to hear Qin Shan's name, just as excited as meeting your parents."

Seeing his face, the injured was taken aback.

"Xi Chenshui?"

Xi Chenshui was dumbfounded, "You know me? No, wait, am I on your Qin Weitang's list! No, you Qin Weitang is gone, what am I afraid of you doing?"

"I'm fourteen..." The wounded said on the bed: "Wei Fourteen, I was next to the commander back then and I saw you a few times."

Only then did Xi Chenshui calm down, and carefully examined this person's face.

Wei Fourteen, he remembered, was a guard who always followed Qin Shan at that time, because he was still young, Qin Shan personally took him to teach him. Xi Chenshui remembered that Wei 14 was only 13 or 4 years old, and even now, he is just past the weak crown.

Is such a young boy almost killed by being chased? He was a little angry and resentful, not knowing who it was for.

"Xi Chenshui!" Wei Shisi grabbed him tightly, "Do you know where we are in charge? Is he okay? Has he been wronged in recent years?"

Seeing that he was doing this, Xi Chenshui was worried about Qin Shan, and he couldn't help but feel soft.

Silly boy, your family has a good life, you can eat and drink, you have a small servant and a doctor, and even play most of the world in your fingers, which is what you need to worry about.

After Xi Chenshui said this, Wei Fourteen finally showed a smile on his face.

"That's good."

Several exclamations came from beside him, and Wei Fourteen was relieved to fall asleep.

This time, there was no endless blood in his dream, there was only one person with a generous and strong back.

Qin Shan is here, Qin Weitang is here.

Home, still.