Dream Broken You Pavilion

Shang Wuyang followed closely behind them, and he was no less worried about Jing'er than Xiao Han in his heart, but he couldn't reveal it, and he couldn't reveal it, so he had to bury this distress and worry deep in his heart.

Everyone walked into the firewood room. On a wooden table in the center of the room, there was a thick red nanmu coffin, which hurt Jing'er's eyes. On the altar in front of the coffin, there was Xiao Cui's spiritual tablet...

"Xiao Cui, I'm here to see you..."

Jing'er whispered softly, she tried her best to move forward, but couldn't control her limp legs, Xiao Han felt the oppressive breath and trembling from her chest, so he had to hug her carefully, Go forward step by step.

"Xiao Cui!" Suddenly, Jing'er struggled to break free from Xiao Han's arm, and rushed to the coffin in two or three steps. She tried to climb the coffin wall with her hands, but finally slid slowly to the ground due to the weakness of her legs.

"Girl." Xue Lian exclaimed in surprise.

Xiao Han was even more frightened, and was about to go forward to help him, but Shang Wuyang suddenly stopped him, and shook his head slightly at the two of them.Xiao Han and Xuelian had to stand far away, staring at Jing'er anxiously.

Jing'er knelt on the ground, her heart was bleeding, her eyes were already blurred by tears, the tears slid down her cheeks, the heat almost burned her skin, every line carved on the coffin was like a handful The sharp blade cut her fragile heart inch by inch...

She gritted her teeth, stood up with both hands on the coffin wall, and looked into the coffin. A whole piece of white linen cloth covered Xiaocui's whole body.

She raised her hand and gently lifted the white linen cloth... When the familiar face appeared in front of her again, the last line of defense in her heart finally collapsed, and the bone-piercing pain made her nerves and muscles They were all tightly tangled together, trembling, tearing, cracking, tears streaming wildly on her face, but the strong she bit her lower lip hard, trying not to let herself cry out, and spots gradually ooze from her lips bloodstains...

The desolate breath permeated everyone's heart. The mourning hall was extremely quiet, and the sound of teardrops falling to the ground could even be heard. The oppressive air was suffocating...

Quietly looking at the extremely peaceful Xiao Cui who was "sleeping" in the coffin, after a long, long time, Jing'er finally tried to show a smile, and said softly: "Xiao Cui, sleep well, miss, don't disturb you to rest. ,what."

After saying that, his trembling hands gently covered Xiaocui's face again with the white linen cloth.

Watching Xiao Cui's small face covered under the white cloth little by little until she was completely invisible, at this moment, no matter how hard she persisted, her body suddenly became weak and she collapsed powerlessly.

Xiao Hanfei knelt on one knee and hugged her tightly with both arms: "Jing'er, Jing'er..."

Jing'er's complexion was pale, and she leaned weakly in Xiao Han's arms, holding his arms tightly with both hands, panting tiredly, her chest heaving violently, as if she would not be able to breathe at any time.

Seeing that something was wrong, Xiao Han called out loudly: "Shang Wuyang!"

Shang Wuyang immediately stepped forward and sat on the spot behind her, filling his palms with secret energy, and pressed his palms against her vest to send her internal strength. After a while, Jing'er's lips turned a little bloody, and her breath gradually became more stable. , Shang Wuyang withdrew his palm.

Said in a deep voice: "Jing'er, the dead cannot be brought back to life, so please mourn."

He silently walked to the coffin, took three sticks of incense and lit them, put them in the incense burner, bowed respectfully to Xiaocui, and slowly put some paper money into the black iron basin, and the ignited flames ignited A wisp of faint white smoke.Although he didn't recognize Xiaocui, he sincerely thanked her for saving Jing'er's life.

Seeing that Jing'er has been crying silently since entering the mourning hall, Xue Lian choked up and said:

"Xiao Cui died for the master, but she was willing and loyal to the master. Her heroic death is admirable. If it were Xue Lian, Xue Lian would definitely protect the girl desperately. The duty is, even if it is death, Xuelian is willing to do it too! Miss, don't be sad, if sister Xiao Cui sees you being so sad for her, she will definitely not want to."

Jing'er looked at Xuelian, staring straight at every expression of her hands and feet, with a dull pain in her eyes, she couldn't help raising her hand, gently stroking her teary face, and said softly:

"Xuelian, you and Xiaocui really look like..."

Xuelian cried: "Girl, Xuelian is willing to take care of you instead of Xiaocui. If Xuelian can do it, she will definitely be able to do it. From now on, Xuelian will go wherever the girl goes, okay?"

Jing'er burst into tears, nodded and said, "Okay..."

Xuelian said: "From now on, Xuelian will also be a brave person. Xuelian will stop crying, and girls are not allowed to cry." She did what she said, and immediately raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, He took the handkerchief and carefully helped Jing'er wipe away the tears on her face.

A look of gratitude flashed in Jing'er's eyes, and she choked up and said, "Okay, let's all be brave people."

With Xiao Han's support, Jing'er struggled to stand up, lit the three sticks of incense, bowed to the coffin, and said softly:

"Xiaocui, sleep well, I will come to accompany you often, ah."

Burning incense, burning paper money, reluctantly staring at the coffin and the spirit tablet for a long time, silently talking to Xiaocui in his heart.

After a long time, Fang whispered to Xiao Han, "Let's go back."

"it is good."

Xiao Han wrapped Jing'er tightly again with the quilt, and carefully carried her into the soft sedan chair.

The servants lifted up the soft sedan chair, Xiao Han and Shang Wuyang guarded the sedan chair on the left and right, Xuelian followed closely behind, and walked out of the courtyard...

Before everyone walked out of the courtyard, Xiao Han's expression changed suddenly, his brows were frowned, and he shouted: "Be careful!"

With a wave of his arm, Shang Wuyang came out of the sheath in an instant, dodging to protect Jing'er and Xiao Han...

At this moment, there was a sound of "whoosh, whoosh" piercing through the dark night sky, and with the sound of metal crashing, hidden weapons flew in and were shot down to the ground one by one. The two servants who carried the sedan chair were all shot down without exception. An arrow, the sedan chair was about to fall to the ground in an instant, Xiao Han was shocked, he rushed up and grabbed the armrest of the seat, and Shang Wuyang held the other side of the seat firmly at this moment, and the two looked at each other With one glance, he quickly stepped back, and carefully lowered the sedan chair under the rockery in the courtyard.

Liang Zi, Xue Lian, and the guards from the other courtyard rushed up in an instant, holding swords and lined up to block Xiao Han and others behind them.

At this moment, a whole row of blurred figures suddenly appeared above the roof of the other courtyard, and a voice shouted in a deep voice:

"Who killed the iron-faced Yan Luo? You will pay back my father's life!"

It was a woman's voice, or rather, a young woman's voice.As soon as the words fell, more than [-] figures flew down from the roof.

Shang Wuyang was secretly shocked, the defense on the mountain was so strict, how did these 30 people come up?

This group of men in black with weapons in their hands was far more numerous than our own, and judging from their figures as they flew down and landed steadily, they were all masters.

But Xiao Han had nothing in his hands, without Akabane.

It seemed that another tough battle was about to be fought, Shang Wuyang pointed at the man in black with Liuyun in his hand, and said coldly: "Who dares to come to my little Yuntian to play wild?"

A person walked out from the group of men in black. This person was slender, with delicate facial features as cold as ice, and a pair of almond eyes shot out two bloodthirsty murderous looks. She held a pair of sun and moon double hooks in both hands, which was exactly the same as the weapon used by Man Luo.

Shang Wuyang suddenly remembered that Man Luo had told him that Miao He had a third disciple who was a woman who also used the sun and moon double hooks, named Ai Luo.

The woman pointed at Shang Wuyang with the moon hook in her right hand, and said in a hateful voice:

"Who killed my father, I want him to pay for it!"

Shang Wuyang's eyes were burning like torches, he stared at the woman closely, a trace of disdain suddenly appeared on his face, he sneered, "Are you, Ai Luo?"

"...I didn't expect you to recognize this girl?" The woman in black had a cold voice and murderous eyes.

Shang Wuyang's face was as cold as frost, and he sneered "Hey", his voice was three points colder than the winter ice:

"You don't count, how many of your six senior brothers and sisters are left now? You really dare to come to my Fulong Mountain, you are not small. Ai Luo, you are just a wolf raised by an old thief, sir. The Lord will get rid of you sooner or later, but I didn't expect you to come to your door by yourself."

"Hmph, don't use your tongue," Airo sneered, "It's a good wolf that bites you to death, and this girl is here to bite you to death today."

Shang Wuyang Liuyunjian pointed at Ai Luo's head, showing disdain, and said:

"Ai Luo, you are so eager to avenge your master, I will tell you that your master has been thrown into the wolf's den in the back mountain by me now, and it is estimated that there will be no bones left now, since you want to come here today If we accompany him, then we would be more respectful than obedient."

"You..." Ai Luo was so speechless by Shang Wuyang, he shook the hooks in his hands tightly, and shouted:

"Stop talking nonsense, Ai Luo is here today to avenge the Lord, kill me!"

As soon as the words fell, the double hooks in his hands swept towards him angrily.As soon as she moved, dozens of men in black behind her rushed up with their weapons...

For a moment, swords, swords and shadows in the other courtyard made a massacre.

Xiao Han's hands were empty, and the resentment in his heart had nowhere to vent. Seeing the man in black slashing at him with a knife, he said to Xuelian:

"Protect Jing'er."

He stepped forward to meet him, secretly channeled the energy in his dantian, poured the energy into his arms and reached his palms, his eyes widened, and he shouted: "Good job", avoiding the blade on one side of his body, and slapped the black clothes with his left palm from bottom to top. The man held the knife at the elbow, and the big knife flew out of his hand, exposing the hollow underarm, and hit the kidney deficiency point with a "slap" with his left palm, and the man in black screamed "ah" and flew straight back, Xiao Han suddenly He took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and suddenly grabbed the wrist of the man in black, and shouted in a deep voice:

"Bring me back."

Immediately, the man in black was involuntarily pulled back by him in the air. When the man in black almost collided with him, Xiao Han suddenly shouted loudly, and slapped his chest hard with the palms of both hands, but he heard "Boom!" "With a sound, the man in black was sent flying again by his palm force. Before the man in black landed, a mouthful of blood had already spewed out. At this moment, Xiao Han's feet flashed, as fast as lightning, and instantly Standing at the side of the man in black, he saw him lift his foot to the waist of the man in black, kicking him into the air, and when the man in black landed on the ground, it was Xiao Han who greeted him knees, but there was a "crack", the lumbar spine of the man in black was broken by his knees, and his whole body rolled limply to the ground...