30 The Valley of No Return (VI)
◎He seems to be seriously injured◎
The moon was bright in the sky and candlelight was flickering in the house. The girl sat facing the window and carefully wrapped several cakes she bought from the waiter by candlelight.
She was still thinking about Qu Lingfei and the others, and the rustling of leaves outside the window made her feel a little uneasy.
"Xie An," she turned around, leaned back in her chair, and looked at the man leaning against the wall with a sword in hand, "Do you feel that something is wrong?"
The young man opened his eyes upon hearing this, and calmly pressed the restless black jade at his waist, "No, you're mistaken."
"...Okay." Li Jintang walked past him and sat directly on the couch, raising her eyes to meet his indifferent gaze. "It's too late. I want to go to bed."
She meant that he should go next door.
The man swayed and was about to walk out. The girl stared at his back for a moment, then suddenly remembered something and hurriedly called him back before he could leave.
"Whether it's just my imagination or not, Tian Heng and the others might come after us again," Li Jintang walked hurriedly, afraid that he would stray too far. "Take these talismans with you. If... we really run into something tonight, you'll have them handy."
In the stack of talismans that Qiu Yan had just left for her, in addition to the communication talismans, there were also several life-saving defense talismans. She kept half for herself and handed over the remaining half.
She spoke seriously. The young man lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at her face. After a long time, he took the talismans reluctantly.
After the door closed behind him, he listened to his heavy footsteps and looked at the stack of talisman papers in his hand, which seemed absurd.
The Immortal Sect is indeed as useless as before. With just these few talismans, he can burn them to ashes with just a little fire. Who can he deal with?
He walked back to the room and looked at the talisman papers he had placed on the table for a long time. In the end, he did not burn them, but put them into his sleeves.
As the night deepened, I looked out the window and saw that the lights in the town were going out one by one. The inn was so quiet that even the sound of needle and thread falling to the ground could be heard clearly.
Xie Changyan lifted up the heavy bedding that was piled in a mess on the couch, half-lay down on it with his clothes on, and closed his eyes lightly, but his consciousness remained clear.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew beside my ears, making the window panes creak. A huge black shadow broke through the window and rushed straight into the house.
He flapped his wings on both sides, and the wind, even stronger than before, instantly turned the bed upside down.
Knowing that the person on the couch could not escape his clutches, he laughed a few times, but before he could feel proud for too long, the laughter suddenly stopped.
A fire was lit in a corner of the room, and the flickering flames illuminated a face. The young man seemed to have expected this, his eyes slightly narrowed, and a hint of sneer played on his lips.
Xie Changyan saw the other party's sneak attack just now. Now that he saw that he had finally discovered him, he stood up calmly and brushed off the non-existent dust on his robe.
"You've come a little too early," the young man said with a forced smile, his eyes expressionless. "If I had waited a little longer, I might have fallen into your trap."
"Stop talking nonsense," the bat demon said, gritting his teeth, feeling embarrassed after seeing his sneak attack fail. "Hand over the thing, and I'll let you go."
Xie Changyan tilted his head, his face confused for a moment: "What?"
"Okay, I gave you a chance." The bat demon saw that he was pretending to be stupid, and was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he pounced on him.
Xie Changyan didn't draw his sword. Instead, he turned and looked out the window: "If you want to fight, you might as well go outside. It's not nice to disturb other people's sweet dreams, right, Master Sikong?"
When his name was suddenly called out, Sikong Jushi's body trembled violently, his eyes widening. "You...you have seen my son? Where is he now?"
"You'll have to find it yourself," the young man said, reaching for his waist and pulling out the fragment of black jade. He held it in his hand. Before the bat demon could react, he suddenly leaped out the window, saying, "Do you want this, or are you looking for your precious son?"
"You..." The bat demon was so angry that when he reacted, the young man had disappeared into the night.
He pounced forward with his palm, splitting the table in half with a "snap" sound, then spread his wings and jumped out of the window, chasing in the direction the boy left.
The figure in white robe appeared and disappeared in the night. When it ran to a tree, the bat demon suddenly struck out with a palm. The power of the palm was so strong that it broke the tree trunk in half.
"I'll give you one more chance," the bat demon said, gritting his teeth as he looked at the ground that had collapsed. "Hand over the Xuanyu, or I..."
"You've got the wrong person again," Xie Changyan leaped down from the eaves, his white robe swaying in the wind like a flickering white lantern in the darkness. He held the mysterious jade between his fingers, a faint smile on his face. "Not too slow, didn't keep me waiting too long."
"You..." The bat demon turned suddenly, a trace of greed flashing in his eyes, and then he sneered: "Do you think you can escape from me?"
"When did I ever say I wanted to escape?" Xie Changyan gently tossed the black jade in his hand, letting it land steadily in his palm. He clasped his fingers together and smiled. "It seems your son's life is not worth this piece of scrap metal."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sudden gust of wind hit him. Xie Changyan leaned slightly to the side, and the wooden stick that was coming down from above missed. He drew his sword with his backhand and stabbed the man with the hilt. In just a moment, the attacker was frozen in place.
"I thought you, with the title of 'layman,' would behave in an upright and honest manner," the young man said sarcastically, turning his wrist and pointing the tip of his sword at the ground. "So, you're just like this."
How could Monk Sikong listen any longer? He simply thought that if he killed this brat, not only would he be able to reclaim the Xuanyu, but no one would know about his sneak attack tonight. He immediately ordered, "Anyone who injures him will be rewarded. Anyone who takes his head, hmph, will be rewarded with ten spirit stones!"
As soon as these words were spoken, several figures appeared from the eaves and corners of the walls, the green light reflected from the swords flashed, and murderous aura approached like a tide.
Xie Changyan stood there calmly, the long sword in his hand drooping slightly, the tip of the sword lightly touching the ground, as if the person being besieged was not him.
"Boy, it's too late for you to surrender now!" After the bat demon said this, he took the lead in attacking, waving his sharp claws fiercely.
The young man leaned slightly to the side, and swung the long sword in his hand, emitting a golden light. The sword tip passed by and slashed towards the opponent's face.
The bat demon was startled and quickly retreated to avoid being struck by the sword. Xie Changyan was about to press on when two demon soldiers attacked from both sides. He was forced to retreat and block them. By the time he had repelled them, the bat demon had already adjusted itself and pounced on him again.
Xie Changyan drew his sword to block, but realizing how strong the opponent was, he simply followed the force and was pushed along. When his back was about to hit the tree trunk, he lightly tapped the ground with his toes, his body half hanging in the air. He stepped on the treetop for leverage and kicked sideways, hitting the bat demon in the chest.
However, as soon as the bat demon retreated, several demon soldiers immediately surrounded it. In the darkness, only a series of afterimages could be seen passing by quickly, and the sound of weapons clashing was endless.
Suddenly, the black jade on his waist shook violently, and the young man frowned slightly. In those few seconds of distraction, a blade passed by in front of him. He couldn't dodge in time, and the blade cut his arm through his sleeve.
Before the man could show any joy on his face, Xie Changyan raised his hand and swung the sword, which flashed like lightning and cut his throat.
The young man stood several meters away, sword in hand, his eyes lowered to the wound on his arm, where blood was slowly dripping down his sleeve. He lowered his hand indifferently, his gaze fixed on the suddenly agitated black jade at his waist.
After a while, he suddenly felt a fishy and sweet taste in his throat. He quickly pressed the corner of his lips against his lips, but a trace of bright red still flowed down his lips uncontrollably.
The bat demon infused spiritual power into another piece of black jade fragment, which just conflicted with the one on his body. He had just borrowed the power of black jade not long ago, and the backlash force could not be suppressed for a while.
Amidst the bat demon's triumphant laughter, Xie Changyan raised his hand to wipe the blood from his lips. His expression remained impassive, but he could clearly sense a slight disturbance in his spiritual energy.
"Still trying to be brave?" The bat demon laughed, and an evil spirit continued to be transmitted to the black jade. With every passing moment, the young man's face became paler.
If he acted rashly now, he would probably be unable to match him. Xie Changyan calmly gathered his sleeves and touched something hard.
That was the talisman paper Li Jintang gave him.
He closed his eyes and suddenly smiled: "Don't you want the Xuanyu? If I die, I will naturally destroy it as well."
The implication was that the bat demon should take the few surviving demon soldiers and retreat.
Unexpectedly, the bat demon smiled up at the sky and said, "What is the Black Jade? Can you destroy it just by saying so? Boy, you are already at the end of your strength. Better behave yourself, and I can make your death more beautiful."
"Okay," the young man said calmly as he spread out his palm. The glittering fragment of black jade lay on it. "I'm right here. Come and get it."
The bat demon was worried that he was planning a trick, so he ordered several demon soldiers to guard him and approach him step by step.
Xie Changyan stood there motionless. When the bat demon Zi's face was illuminated by the light reflected by the black jade, he suddenly retracted his hand, and his other hand slashed across the sword blade, and blood flowed onto the talisman paper in his sleeve.
Before the other party could react, the blood-stained talisman papers were thrown out one after another. Suddenly, it was like several cannons exploding in the air. After the smoke cleared, the young man's figure was swallowed up in the darkness.
The bat demon's face turned pale, and before he could curse, his vision suddenly slipped and he screamed.
I saw that there was a deep blood scar on his left wing. If it was a few inches deeper, his hand would be in danger.
"What are you all standing there for? Help me back!" Seeing that the demon soldiers beside him were still standing there stupidly, he roared angrily.
"Sir, aren't you looking for Xuanyu?"
"What are you looking for?! Is my hand more important than the Xuanyu?"
"Yes, yes, we'll help you back right away."
“…”
The bat demon's voice faded from his ears. The young man clutched his chest and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He leaned against a tree trunk for a moment, eyes half closed, then sheathed his sword. He held onto the wall with one hand and stumbled back to the inn, blood from his wound spilling onto the ground.
"Are you back?" Hearing the noise coming from next door, Li Jintang hurriedly got up and went over. Seeing that the door was wide open, he walked straight in and put two red bean paste buns on the table.
Xie Changyan sat leaning back in his chair. He raised his eyes when he heard the voice. His gaze passed over the two bean paste buns and then quickly turned to the window.
"We stopped selling breakfast here half an hour ago. I knocked on the door but no one answered, so I left two for you. I don't know if they're still warm though..." She said this in a series of words, and suddenly her eyes fixed, startled by the boy's blank face. "What's wrong with you?"
We haven't seen each other for just one night, how come he suddenly becomes like this?!
【Author’s words】
The next chapter will be V, and I will give everyone red envelopes [scatter flowers]
By the way, I would like to promote my own pre-collected "Has the Male Lead Turned Dark Today?" The copy is as follows:
[Robbery, Chasing Wife to the Crematorium]
After Xu Songhe's death, he traveled through the book, and his mission was to increase the male protagonist's black value and promote his transformation into a demon.
System: Please host strictly follow the previous plot to abuse the male protagonist
Xu Songhe silently glanced at the boy half-kneeling on the ground with a bruised face and nose——
Listen to what you're saying. Is this human language?
System: "If you don't do this, Qi Wuyang will kill you first when he turns evil."
Xu Songhe: …
In order to complete the task as quickly as possible, she had to harden her heart and make things difficult for the innocent man, and secretly give him special treatment behind the system's back to make up for her inner guilt.
With her diligent efforts, Qi Wuyang's blackening value finally reached 80%.
It was a drizzling day, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Qi Wuyang, holding a long sword in his hand, walked across the sea of corpses and blood to come to her, and wiped the tears from her face with a smile.
"Ah He, no one dares to hurt you while I'm here."
But the person who really wanted to hurt him was her...
The evil-turned boy gave her all his remaining tenderness, but when he was completely devoted to her, she stabbed a sword into his chest, her movements clean and neat, without any hesitation.
The heavy rain washed away the hostility in him, and the youthful spirit was still there: "Why?"
Why? Because she wanted to live.
It was the system that transmitted the wrong message and told her that she had done the wrong mission for so long, and now she must kill the male protagonist with a maximum black value in order to protect the safety of the family.
After that day, Xu Songhe lived a leisurely life for a long time and was about to marry his gentle childhood sweetheart.
But on the second day after her wedding, she opened her eyes and was shocked to find herself in a dungeon. The shackles on her feet were heavy and made her feel pain all over.
Qi Wuyang leaned over and pinched her jaw hard, his smile still as gentle as before: "Ahe, will you come with me to meet someone?"
Although his tone was questioning, he pulled her up roughly, and the salty rain water from the dungeon splashed all over her face.
Her childhood sweetheart was being forced to lower his head, and he was in a state of disarray after being tortured all night.
Xu Songhe begged him to let him go, and the young man smiled faintly: "Okay, then you will take the rest of the punishment for him."
If she was wrong that day, then the endless torture of the past few days should be paid off. He hated her to the core, and she was only afraid of him. The little affection they had for each other in the past had long since disappeared.
Xu Songhe chose a perfect day for his burial. When Zhuma's sword was about to touch Qi Wuyang's chest, he leaned forward to block him.
Blood kept gushing out of her mouth. She closed her eyes under the boy's increasingly panicked gaze, feeling her breath slipping away bit by bit.
"I have never apologized to you. Now this sword is my repayment."
*
Qi Wuyang is the protagonist of the storybook who is heartless and devoted to cultivation just to kill his enemies. Love, such a ridiculous thing, should not belong to him.
But until he met Xu Songhe
He was of humble status, and she was the only one who would secretly bring him lots of delicious food and wine when he was in solitary confinement.
She was the only one who would be the first to rush into danger to save him, regardless of the danger.
Only she would hug him tightly with a pair of smiling eyes when he was obsessed with it, and was willing to live and die with him.
She was like a bright and beautiful flower blooming in a dark dungeon. How could he not be greedy for that little warmth, how could he not love her madly?
Later, Qi Wuyang watched with his own eyes as she stabbed the knife into his chest, and a bright red stain penetrated his clothes.
Before he could ask why, she cruelly pushed him off the cliff.
When she came back again, she was about to become someone else's wife.
He hated her and wanted to see her suffer a fate worse than death and then humbly beg for mercy from him.
The fact is, after saving his life, he never dared to harm her once, but what did she say?
He never asked her to pay back the debt, how could she be so cruel?
The young man knelt on the ground for a long time, bent over and hugged the dying girl tightly in his arms, his tears soaking her clothes.
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