Chapter 22

The moment he heard the voice, Qi Ruowang walked down the path with few people. Qin Shan lost with him at a fork in the road. When Qi Ruowang was about to go back to find someone, he heard footsteps approaching behind him.

Oops, someone caught up.

How to do? At the moment of his death, Qi Ruowang suddenly flashed an idea. If he didn't break with Xiao Yi at that time, if he hadn't come to Wuming Valley, would he have encountered these things?

Damn, what's the use of thinking about it now?

The people behind him have been chasing closer and closer, Qi Ruowang simply got into a room, broke the jar, and pretended that he had just come out of the house by being alarmed.

"Who is it, brother?"

He looked forward with some out of focus, and the few people who were chasing stopped in doubt.

Qi Ruowang continued to pretend, reaching out and groping: "Didn't the brother go to the mountain to deliver food to the two in the cell? Why did you come back so early today?"

"What's the matter with this person?"

"He can't see?"

"Why would Wuminggu accept a blind man as a disciple?"

The few people thought they were talking quietly, but they couldn't escape Qi Ruowang's particularly sensitive ears to voices.

There is a play!

Qi Ruowang thought, if he can try his luck in this way, he can find a way to get out after Qin Shan finds it! With a hint of hope in his heart, he took a step forward.

"What are you doing?"

A man from Tsing Yi came in the air from afar, and with a blow from the flute, Qi Ruowang, who had only stepped halfway, hit a few meters away. At that moment, Qi Ruowang didn't even have a chance to say a word.

Several swordsmen bowed their heads, not daring to say a word.

"When you meet an irrelevant person, just kill it, don't talk nonsense."

The man in Tsing Yi left a cold sentence, turned and left without even looking at the man on the ground.

"Yes!"

Others followed and left the courtyard, leaving the "Disciple Wuminggu" who was injured by the Tsing Yi people lying on the ground, their voices getting weaker.

At some point, snow fell in the sky, and the snow got bigger and bigger, silently covering up the short hopes, reunions and misses that had happened in this yard.

When Qin Shan followed the smell of blood, Qi Ruowang had almost no breath. He rushed forward, hugged the person in his arms, first tested Qi Ruowang's pulse, and roared, "Who, who is it?!"

"Are they from Xiqiang? Qi Ruowang, wake up, I will take you out of here, Qi Ruowang!"

At this time, Qi Ruowang felt a little dazed. He felt the temperature from Qin Shan, but he felt that his eyes were getting darker and darker. His consciousness is extremely clear, but his body is getting heavier and heavier, as if the soul is about to surpass the shell and fly to another place. The cold came from the limbs and gradually took away his vitality.

He had experienced this feeling once. That bizarre experience brought him into this world, let him experience a life that was unthinkable and free, and let him meet someone who he thought could stay together for a lifetime.

He hesitated, struggled, tried hard, but still couldn't live up to the rules of this world.

Qi Ruowang has never understood why?

He simply wants to beg for a favor and lead an ordinary and stable life. Why is no one understand him here?

Until just now, the unrelenting blow of the Tsing Yi people made him suddenly realize. To kill a passer-by who gets in the way casually is something he doesn't need to think about or hesitate, but Qi Ruowang has never done this.

He can never kill people without hesitation, can't treat everything as a bargaining chip, can't even really hate someone. For the people here, the struggle between life and death and power disputes are commonplace, and love for children is a hero and shortness of breath. His thinking has always been engraved with the mark of that peaceful world, but it is incompatible with this world of murder without blood.

He even thought ridiculously that when facing the enemy, he could escape by some ridiculous tricks. But this is not a TV series, this is a real and cruel—he has worked hard for more than 20 years, and after all, he still can't integrate into the world.

"Old Qin..."

Hearing Qi Ruowang's faint voice, Qin Shan immediately lowered his head, listened to him, and tried to put on a gentle and calm expression. However, Qi Ruowang's experience made him full of anger and killing intent at this time, and he couldn't hide it.

Qi Ruowang coughed and chuckled a few times.

"You are still suitable for this, but don't... just kill people, unlucky guys like me will--ha, haha..."

Until this time, he still had the heart to tease himself.

"Stop talking, don't say it." Qin Shan red eyes and hugs his cold body, "Tell me who that person is, tell me."

Who is it?

Falling into this situation can only be blamed for not belonging here at the beginning.

As Qi Ruowang's soul was moving away and his consciousness became more and more blurred, he felt the tears falling on his face. Is that Qin Shan? Haha, people like Old Qin can cry and cry for themselves. If Yan Mobei knew, he would probably die of jealousy.

How great, at least at the end of making such a friend, you won't regret it, won't regret it, won't...no, you will regret it! Really regret it!

Qi Ruowang exhausted his last strength to hold on to Qin Shan.

He doesn't want to die!

He hasn't seen the beauty of this world, he hasn't had a good drink and a meal with Qin Shan, he hasn't returned to meet his mother again, he hasn't found a person who can truly stay with him for the rest of his life, he doesn't want to die. , I really don't want to die.

He wanted to tell Qin Shan everything he wanted to do, and tell Qin Shan how nostalgic he was for this world.

However, in the end, Qi Ruowang just opened eyes that he could never see anymore, leaving a sentence: "Don't... cry, I just--"

——Just went home.

Perhaps only after death, his soul can return to the world of dreams.

Qi Ruowang left.

From then on, there was no Qi Ruowang who would laugh and make Qin Shan happy, the Qi family young master who would make the world laugh and sigh, and Qi Ruowang who belonged to Xiao Yi no longer.

When they met for the first time, he warmed up Xiao Yi's bruised hands in the shabby little wood house. The last time they met, in the Wuming Valley of the Burning Mountain, they couldn't say the first half.

Before leaving, Qi Ruowang had the last thought, a little gloating, what should I do, Xiao Yi, now you will never find me again. forever and always.

In the snowy winter, Qin Shan buried his only and last friend in the world in the snow of Wuming Valley.

And he, walking on the thick snow like blood, with the secret that can ignite everything, returns to this world.

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"So, the man in Tsing Yi who injured Qi Ruowang is Xiao Yi?"

After listening to Qin Shan's description, Xi Chenshui still couldn't recover for a long time.

"Qi Ruowang is dead, but no one knows except you before, and so does Xiao Yi. But the first time you appear, you will pretend to be him."

Xi Chenshui slapped his legs, "The person you told me to pretend was also Qi Ruowang, right? Qin Shan, what do you want to do? Do you want revenge on Xiao Yi?

Qin Shan: "Before I saw Wei Qi's wound, I didn't know it was Xiao Yi who killed Qi Ruowang."

"Then what do you picture?"

"Does Shan'er suspect that the Qi and Xiao family are connected with the Xiqiang people." Still the white-browed guest opened his mouth, explaining the confusion for everyone, "You pretend to be Qi Ruowang, are you trying to force them to show themselves?"

Xi Chenshui thought for a while, and said: "Yes, it's strange to say that these two families have always been low-key and rarely send their disciples out. This time when something happened to Wuminggu, they were more active than anyone else and couldn't help people. doubt."

Qin Shan didn't nod his head, but didn't deny that the matter is here, no matter whether Xiao Yi is really related to the Xiqiang people, he will never let him go.

The Baimeike sighed, "It seems that whether it is the court or the rivers and lakes, there are still many ghosts hidden in the dark. The Xiqiang people are involved in these things, and the western border is afraid that there will be changes." He stroked his eyebrows. , Then said, "Speaking of which, I also think of a strange thing here."

"Ashan, do you know that it is no coincidence that we were able to save Wei Fourteen from the success this time."

When he said this, everyone's eyes were on him.

Baimei said in a guest: "I mentioned to Xi Shaoxia before that it was because someone secretly leaked information to me, and I knew that Qin Weitang's people were being hunted down. Not only that, this person also revealed to us several specific details several times The news tells us where the people in Qin Weitang might have been attacked, but most of us went too late and failed to save people. Now thinking about it, this person can not only know the specific locations of several attacks beforehand, but also know me and Shaner Relationship, sure I will interfere in this matter. He is not simple."

Xi Chenshui frowned, "Only the opponent's own people can know the attack route in advance. But why should he help Qin Weitang?"

"This is the problem." Bai Meike shook his head. "Shan'er, do you have a clue?"

Qin Shan shook a fist, as if thinking of something, his expression became a little deep.

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded, and everyone in the room was suddenly shocked and prepared. However, what immediately came to their ears was a familiar voice.

"Brother."

Liu Han's voice came from the door.

"I have something to ask you."

Several people in the house looked at each other, and Xi Chenshui hid in the eaves, hiding his voice.

Qin Shan stepped forward to open the door, and saw a servant of the wind and dust, the demon cult leader who hadn't even changed the dress.

"How did you find here?"

Liu Han was still wiping the bright red rouge, but he didn't care about it. Instead, he said anxiously: "These are not important, brother, the news from my subordinate just now is very important!"

"what news?"

"Someone has found Tibetan style."

"Who?" Qin Shan suspected that he had misheard.

"Second Brother Wuminggu, Tibetan style!"