He didn't know why there was so much blood. It couldn't stop flowing and couldn't be stopped.

Every staggering step and every drop of water is like his fire hook sweeping through thousands of armies.

It's really the same. The expanding whirlpool is also hot, fiery, rapid, and endless.

It turns out that when he was about to die, even the blood he sprayed was imitating the rhythm of his killing.

If I keep walking, I don’t know where I’m going. The wind blows through my chest, and there’s a hollow echo.

Is the blood still spilling? It's still spilling. I'm sorry, I'm sorry Xiaoyin, your clothes are all stained.

He couldn't see anything in his haziness. He only knew that his breath was getting shorter and shorter, and his ears were ringing more and more. It was a rare occasion when he regained consciousness. He quickly tried to smile to the people supporting him and apologized weakly. His pale face would make him look worse when he smiles than when he cries.

No, no! No! He woke up suddenly and refused to take another step forward. His feet seemed to be stuck in a swamp - Xiaoyin, it was impossible for her to support herself now. When he left the palace, he simply forgot to bring him with him. When he fell in love with her, all he could think about was killing the enemy without her! And she was unconscious from the beginning to the end, how could she possibly get out on her own?! What would Li Chunyou and those people do with her?!

In a desperate situation with one enemy and ten thousand enemies, it seemed like a spear and halberd touched Xiaoyin's hair. What was he doing at that time? He clearly said that he would protect Xiaoyin, but he killed and forgot her just to kill people?!

"Xiao Yin, Xiao Yin..." He was incoherent. He knew that Yin'er must be dead, but now he was almost dead. Where should he find Yin'er's body? He felt so sad that he had a splitting headache and the world was spinning. There was no more. The spiritual supporter collapsed directly to the ground.

die……

It's too easy. Give up all ideas and leave the mess for others to clean up.

But because of this guilt and concern for Yin'er, his spirit actually helped him get through this ordeal, even if her existence was just a corpse. Perhaps - because Yin'er has always been lucky, he felt that she was still alive. There is a possibility of living, yes. There must be.

I don't know how much time passed, but my stiff body finally warmed up and began to regain its warmth.

The energy in the whole body is boiling, and the muscles and veins are becoming smoother. This is because the internal strength has been improved after this killing. It is similar to the Drinking Hate Sword. With the mental method he cultivates, he can also realize the expansion of his realm.

When my thoughts gradually became clear, the only place I still felt was lacking was the neck wound that had lost too much blood. It didn't matter. It seemed to be healing on its own, and there was enough blood to fill it.

Fortunately, the bleeding was stopped in time. The person who stopped the bleeding was the person who supported him while he was walking. During his coma, he held him, warmed him, and shed tears. More than once.

When he was in the most critical situation, he had a fever, and that person never left him, taking care of him without taking off his clothes. He complained that he was cold, and even though he was still cold even after covering him with several layers of quilts, the person had no choice but to put his arms around him under the quilt and use his body to keep him warm. He murmured Yin'er's name, and the man's appearance came into view vaguely, and he really looked like Yin'er.

He is not an emotionless person, he remembers all these things.

"Hongying, thank you." Lying on the bed, he finally had the strength to turn his head and smile at her in return.

His vision was completely clear. This was an ordinary farmer's house. He was supposedly wanted now, so she had to help him disguise himself.

"You're awake... Just wake up!" Her tired face finally showed relief. There were still a few black marks left on her white skin from her busy days, which were particularly conspicuous and moved him.

In an instant, his face changed drastically. He recalled that she might have gone north to Xixia after Zhu Qingming and Gu Ziyue, but Zhu Qingming and Gu Ziyue had already been poisoned by him. He was afraid that he would not even forget Yin'er, let alone her? He was very likely to

Kill her!

But before he could speak, he saw the marks on her face that seemed to remind him of something. He hurriedly raised his hand to check the yin and yang lock, completely ignoring how this movement of raising his hand would affect the wounds all over his body and how painful it would be. He only knew that he found

The yin-yang lock on his wrist disappeared. It was like a bolt from the blue and he didn't want to believe it!

Although, he should have been prepared for Yin'er's death.

The Yin-Yang Lock is gone, which means that he should not be possessed by demons easily, so there is no danger in Hongying's stay, but Yin'er...

"Master Hongshan..." Hongying noticed something unusual about him and reminded him in a low voice.

He stared blankly at his wrist and suddenly burst into tears.

"After you left that day, they were afraid that you would kill again. In a panic, they threw the body of the alliance leader at the palace gate... I looked for it when I heard about it, but couldn't find it..." Hongying knew why he was crying and whispered softly.

He said, "I heard from the guards of the capital that they also regretted it and didn't know if it was right to do so. But they had no other thoughts that day. They just wanted to send the alliance leader to a place where you can find it as soon as possible. The further away from them, the farther away

good."

"Hahahaha." He cried sadly and laughed wildly at the same time, showing vulnerability that he had never shown before. "I always said that I wanted to save Xiaoyin, and I insisted on going my own way. I must take her to Xixia, but I thought I was right and kept harming her. In the end

She was also given to a quack, no, to a scum... I wasn't trying to save her, I was just trying to prove myself! How could I care about her so much, Lin Qian would throw her there?!"

Feeling restless and full of self-blame, he beat his chest repeatedly. He had made a big mistake in bringing her out! Hongying originally didn't dare to step forward, but when she saw that he moved too much, the bandage on his neck turned red, she was shocked.

, hurriedly stepped forward and held him down.

While holding him down, she used all her strength to comfort him and said softly: "No, no, Master Hongshan is here to save the leader! Because no other doctor in the Jin and Song Dynasties would save him, Master Hongshan has already chosen him.

A person who he thought was the best was just doing bad things with good intentions. Who would have known that the doctor was just trying to gain fame, but he had a human face and a beast heart... What happened next, Lord Hongshan didn't want. It's just that the Yin-Yang Lock has developed to that point, and even the people around him will not be able to do it.

Remember, Master Hongshan himself almost didn't survive..." She persuaded him while he was still struggling under her body. He only became quiet when he heard the Yin-Yang Lock, as quiet as death.

Yes, he lost. He lost to the Yin-Yang Lock. It turned out that in the final stage of the Yin-Yang Lock, he was moving in the direction of killing Yin'er, so he massacred the Central Guards without control in the middle of the morning.

, the capital garrison has nearly a thousand people, and the more they kill, the more fun they have.

All the people he killed were innocent people, even people he and Li Chunyou had agreed upon and needed to be protected.

Li Chunyou is guilty. What's their fault?

Hongying didn't need to tell him, he also knew that Xixia's Zhongxing Mansion fell into panic in the whole city from that day on. The much-anticipated marriage between the emperor and the imperial master ended up in such a massacre. Xixia was the one who should have been saved.

That person. Bloodbathed Xixia before the invaders. What future did Xixia have? It entered a panic-stricken doomsday ahead of schedule.

His Xiaoyin died, he and Li Chunyou turned against each other, he became the public enemy of all Xixia people, and he owed Lin Qian a blood debt... He suddenly lost the courage to live, what else did he have? The need to live? "Even if Yin'er is the only one who wants him to stand up, then he will stand up for her"? Now even her only one has been killed by him! "Start from Yin'er and make up for it one by one"? She couldn't make up for it in the first place!

Yin'er seems to have said that there are brothers like Qilian Jiuke, but how can Hong Hanshu see them now? He is even more embarrassed to see them than before. He didn't dare to see them before because he was afraid of killing them. Now he is even more afraid of them and him Just like in Xixia, everyone yelled and beat me.

Originally, I wanted to use my achievements in guarding Xixia to prove that I had recovered, and I also hoped to stand up from the Xixia Palace and regain its glory. Now I find that what a ridiculous dream, I want to use it to whitewash it and then smear it. Where you stood up, you fell harder.

What fate do we have to resist? Things will only get worse.

The harmful yin-yang lock has now been solved, but it was solved with Yin'er's life. Yin'er said that she very much hoped that after leaving the Xixia Palace, he could overcome the adversity and cheer up. Why, just wanted to cheer up , yet he committed such a heinous crime?! Even if he would no longer be controlled by the Yin-Yang Lock and become possessed at every turn, he really could not redeem himself for the crime he had already committed.

I'm sorry Xiaoyin, it took you so long to help me up, and I began to doubt how my life should go. It's not that I don't have the courage to try, but I tried hard but found that it was in vain.

Yin Yang Suo and him actually died together, and no one won.

Although he is no longer likely to kill people randomly these days, he has been completely enveloped in pessimism.

I was devastated. I gave up on myself and felt extremely regretful. My emotions completely went back. In the days after I returned to Qingtongxia, I was even more depressed than at that time——

In the paradise of paradise, he still had hopes for Yin'er and Xixia in his subconscious, but now both of them have been implicated or destroyed by him; in the paradise of paradise, he deliberately wanted to fall, but in the palace of Xixia, he clearly wanted to rise up...

There is nothing more tragic and despairing than having a dream but being destroyed, or wanting to rise up but being suppressed.

Drinking to drown sorrows, drunken life and dreaming of death, what else can you do besides this?

He even hesitated whether to continue to exist.

"Xiao Yin? No, no, you are Yu Lian... No, it's Hong Ying, Hong Ying..." He was drunk at the table, like a puddle of mud. After three times, he could clearly identify the person in front of him. She supported him. He was hungover and wanted to go to the house where he lived. He vomited three times along the way and she stayed by his side to take care of him. Then, she helped him clean up, go to bed, and get in order. When he woke up again, he had changed into clean clothes.

Although she didn't have a lot of great things to say like Yin'er, she just served him silently. The similar face and different methods made him afraid to die to the same extent.

He didn't dare to die. If he died, would he be worthy of her? Did he give up and leave the stall to her? When she was so affectionate and righteous.

Why is it that every time he wants to give up, there is a confidante by his side, holding him back and preventing him from getting discouraged easily...

It’s just Hongying, it’s not worth it, because I, Hong Hanshu, don’t even know if there will be a tomorrow. If I don’t give up and persist, I don’t know what will happen in the future.

On a rare occasion when he was relatively sober, he heard a complete statement about the bloodbath in the palace. The whole thing seemed like a dream, and it sounded like it was done by another person.

According to public opinion, the superb medical skills of Wan Imperial Physician were not incapable of curing the illness of the Imperial Preceptor's wife, but because there were trade-offs between the Imperial Preceptor and the Madam. Healing the Madam would kill the Imperial Preceptor, so the wife voluntarily gave up.

, begged Dr. Wan Yu not to treat her, and dedicated himself to fighting poison with poison and testing medicine to create an antidote for the emperor's incurable disease. The national savior also saved the emperor and thus saved the entire Xixia. These plots are all reasonable, and the public tolerates and supports Wan Yu.

The doctor also respects and is grateful to the wife of the national master.

However, the Imperial Preceptor went crazy on the spot because he was unwilling to accept the loss of his beloved. The Imperial Preceptor refused to believe Dr. Wan’s excuses and good words, so he recklessly destroyed the antidote that Dr. Wan had worked so hard to create, and frantically killed him with his own hands because of a misunderstanding.

He tortured and killed Dr. Wan. If that was the case, this incident would be nothing more than a Rashomon incident. However, the subsequent massacre of innocent people by Hong Hanshu has almost confirmed that the miracle doctor was not at fault, and the fault lies with him. He is not mentally normal.

He is a bloodthirsty maniac, and he kills like crazy.

The truth about the wife of the Imperial Preceptor being not the Imperial Preceptor's wife seems so pale in the massacre of tens of millions of people, and not a single bit has been revealed at all. Nowadays, public opinion is everywhere, and people are talking lightly. Even if you are guilty, you can't say anything.

The reason why Li Chunyou dared to accuse Hong Hanshu so unfairly was because he expected that Hong Hanshu would be unable to defend himself. The root reason was that he knew that Yin'er was dead and that Hong Hanshu, who no longer had the yin and yang lock, would not get angry, but would only regret.

will be decadent.

Li Chunyou now firmly controls public opinion. Is he still hoping that Hong Hanshu will crawl back to him, apologize and admit that he was wrong, or even beg for mercy?

Xiaoyin, I'm sorry, you were borrowed from a pig to purify your blood. As pure as your death, a ferocious devil was resurrected. However, now the name of the devil is completely with Hong Hanshu, and with the real devil,

Nothing to do.

"Li Chunyou..." He was still hungover, with such a name engraved in his heart. He suddenly wished that the Yin-Yang Lock was still there, allowing him to ignore all conscience, repentance and heartache, and stimulating him to develop the determination and courage to kill everything.
Chapter completed!