Disaster

When black suffocates the mountains in eastern Sichuan, the entire world seems to be enveloped in the sounds of nature.

The sky is overcast and it seems like it will rain. The lush green area of ​​Sun's house should be fresh green after being moisturized when we see it tomorrow morning.

It had only been seven days since Li Jixiao beat Han Shu up. Han Shu seemed to have been reborn. He had been immersed in his room and studying hard. It was really worrying at the beginning. I don’t know if he was using this to numb himself or to indulge in another hobby. However, literature

Bai understands that the eldest brother should be

Ji Xiao's words touched me and made me awaken. I wanted to go back to the days before I met Feng Xiaoyin. During those days, my eldest brother was high-spirited and high-spirited. He wanted to enter the Central Plains in order to restore the status of Qilian Mountain. He vowed not to carry forward Qilian Mountain until it was

go back……

However, in recent days, everyone in the Sun family has stayed away from Han Shuduo. However, all close associates, including Sun Siyu, would greet Wen Bai when they saw him, or show him hospitality. The look in his eyes made it seem as if Sun Jixiao was in charge of her.

, Sun Siyu even patted her on the shoulder without any scruples and said: "Wen Bai, I may not stay in eastern Sichuan in the future, so I will leave my younger brother to you."

Wen Bai sighed, feeling uneasy. He was used to being humble and surrendering, and he accepted whatever came his way, good or bad.

Opening the door, he saw Han Shu still reading. He couldn't bear to disturb him, so he put down the tea and left. Finally, he felt a little worried: "Brother, don't forget to eat and sleep." Han Shu kept his eyes on the book: "I have wasted these military books.

After two or three years, I came back to read it again, and I still couldn't put it down." Wen Bai nodded and went out without delay. He closed the door, feeling both happy and desolate.

Maybe he had been left out for too long and had forgotten what loneliness felt like. It wasn't until Ji Xiao asked him about it that he realized that he really wanted a lot. Unfortunately, Han Shu had never given it to him... Wen Bai extended his hand thoughtfully.

Come to catch the rain outside the eaves, your pure face is filled with loneliness.

Naturally, she didn't know how lovable and heart-wrenching her appearance was. Sun Jixiao walked up to her alone with a drink in hand. His footsteps were messy and staggering. He had only one purpose: he didn't want her to be lonely...

Wenbai heard this sound and just turned around. Ji Xiao was so drunk that he forgot about everything and held her in his arms. Wenbai screamed in fright, like a frightened white rabbit. It was cute, pitiful, and touching.

Sighing, Ji Xiao couldn't help but feel moved. He smelled of alcohol but couldn't stop his tenderness: "Wen Bai... Wen Bai... I don't think you are Sister Bai, you are actually... mine... mine..."

Wen Bai was shocked by his words and could not move: "Jin...Jinpeng...are you drunk?"

Ji Xiao sneered: "Why do you always think I'm talking crazy! Why don't you accept it! You know, I have missed you and missed you for ten years, from the time I was sensible to now..."

"Jinpeng! Let me go..." Wen Bai cried, "The person I love is my eldest brother. From the time I was sensible to now, I have always loved my eldest brother..."

The more she struggled, the tighter he held her, turning a deaf ear to her words: "The person I love is you... From the time when we were sensible to now, from separation to reunion, it has never changed... God finally gave you back to me,

I'm so happy...Happy, Wenbai, eldest brother, he does not belong to your life...I belong to..."

Wen Bai was furious and pushed him away: "Jin Peng, you don't understand my feelings for my eldest brother at all. Whether he neglects me or ignores me, I am willing to have nothing to do with you. If I love him, I will

Keep waiting for him!”

"It just so happens that I am the same!" After all, Sun Jixiao is pampered and has a youthful spirit. When he is mad, he is even more intense than Han Shu. When he loses his mind, he breathes so heavily. He gets closer to her little by little and she can already touch his warmth!

What did he want to do?! Before Wen Bai had time to raise his guard, Sun Jixiao suddenly kissed his lips forcibly. Wenbai was shocked. Unexpectedly, he pushed him to the ground. Jixiao

Without any explanation, he picked her up and kissed her passionately. Wen Bai was embarrassed for a moment, but his hands and feet were held tightly by him. He couldn't struggle, and was so desperate that he couldn't help but cry out. He suddenly stopped moving, as if he had sobered up.

Bai Ji was furious and slapped him in the face so hard that he had to let go of her. At this moment, he stood up dejectedly and stared at her, as if he didn't know what happened just now.

Wen Bai's eyes were filled with tears, and he stood up haphazardly. He cried and scolded her, so he could only hide his face and leave. Ji Xiao tried to catch her but couldn't reach her, and watched her disappear in the rain.

After staying on the road and getting wet for a long time, Sun Jixiao suddenly remembered everything just now. He felt regretful and regretful, and couldn't help but fell to his knees: "Sister Bai...I...I..."

I had no choice but to drink too much. After drinking until midnight, I got tired and lay down on the ground. I didn’t know where I was. It seemed as if the rain had stopped, as if the wind was very cold, as if the fate that had just arrived had left again...

The wind outside the wall suddenly tightened, the leaves on the ground suddenly whirled, and there was a sound on the tiles. It must have been deliberately left. As the Sword God of Eastern Sichuan, Sun Jixiao did not need to get up to greet the visitor. He asked the visitor in a cold and proud tone: "Dear guest

Come, why hide?!"

"Master Sun, we meet again."

I felt dizzy and couldn't see clearly the figure of the man. I could only determine his general position. In front of me, it was as white as snow.

"Who are you?!" The feeling is both familiar and strange.

"The person who makes your life worse than death."

Sun Jixiao's hand suddenly felt numb. Before the visitor could finish his words, he actually launched an attack. Such a sudden answer and action made Sun Jixiao abandon the wine jar. He stood up leaning on his sword and slid back a few steps with his sword.

Dodge the attack just now.

The visitor is different from others. He is not here to compete with him for the position of the Sword God of Eastern Sichuan, but with murderous intent, naked murderous intent!

Without saying a word, the man came out with another sword move. The first move was sharp, the second move was fierce, and the third move was light. It was impossible to tell which sect he belonged to, but he understood it well and did whatever he wanted. He was obviously a first-class master, why didn't he say it clearly?

Where did it come from? Sun Jixiao was so drunk that he was staggering around. He was no match for this person. He blocked the first three moves based on his feeling.

Only after the fourth move did he wake up a little, and he hit the right angle. The force of the attacker was astonishing. Although the sword was blocked, his internal energy was transmitted through the air. Ji Xiao let out a loud shout, and tried his best to dismiss the sword. He just saw it.

He clearly understood the outline of this person, but suddenly he was dazzled again. One strike of the coming person was like nine swords, eighteen swords, and one person transformed into two or four people...

Ji Xiao was stunned in place and forgot to draw his sword. A stinging cold hit him. His eyes were as bright as snow. Suddenly he seemed to see the Qilian Mountains ten years ago. When the two of them were playing hide-and-seek, Wen Bai hugged him tightly.

In the arms, it is so warm, just like the sticky temperature on his wrist at this moment, warm and melting...

Has it rained again? Or, I have returned to the snowy day in the Qilian Mountains. Before my eyes, it is as clean as snow.

The snow on his wrist felt bitingly hot. He knew that his feeling was wrong, but his body gradually became colder.

Before leaving, the man said: "Your swordsmanship has no characteristics."

The greatest insult in the world is to be defeated until you are unable to fight back, and to have someone laugh at the one you love so much.

No, the greatest insult in the world is not knowing who your opponent is...

The whole eastern Sichuan was shocked when they heard that Sun Jixiao had his hands and feet cut off and fell into a coma!

Everyone knows that Sun Jixiao is recognized as a swordsman in the eastern Sichuan area. He competes with him every year, and countless seniors and juniors come to challenge him. His hands and legs were broken on his own territory. It was so cruel, so malicious, and obviously

It's a provocation!

"Could it be... that it was Su Muli who did it?" "Or, it was Sun Jixiao's original enemy..." There were various opinions, and they all said that they had even the slightest interaction with Sun Jixiao recently, but there was no real evidence, let alone

Sun Jixiao's motive is not involved in the Battle of Northern Sichuan, and has no essential connection with partisanship. And even if Sun Jixiao had enemies, how could he have such high martial arts skills?!

Sun Siyu was so angry that she returned to Sunzhuang to protect her brother day and night, and conducted a thorough investigation in Sun's house, but found nothing. Finally, the woman announced: "Whoever can find the real murderer for my brother, I, Sun Siyu, will marry."

!”

There must be a brave man under a heavy reward? Not long after, a servant came over and said: "Miss, maybe he is a gold man. When the Anti-Gold Alliance was still fighting with us a while ago, a gold man came to talk to the young master.

The young master drove him away!"

Sun Siyu sneered: "When I asked you earlier, why didn't you tell me?"

The servant was stunned for a moment and then started laughing.

"Go and look in the mirror. Which part of you from head to toe is worthy of me?" Sun Siyu said as she kicked the servant out, "You son of a bitch! Don't even think about entering my Sun family again!"

Ji Xiao was lying on the bed, with stubble remaining on his face.

Wen Bai groomed him every day, like his maid and more like his sister.

However, Wenbai and Siyu were different. When Siyu took care of him, although she was considerate, her expression was caring. Wenbai's face showed tenderness and sadness that Siyu did not have.

"Just wake up, you two talk first..." Siyu was always so cheerful everywhere, and Wenbai kept his inner thoughts in his heart every moment.

Now that Siyu is gone, he remains motionless.

Although the severed limbs still hurt, they were of no use...

Then why use the sword?

Then what qualifications do you have to lift the sword?

Sun Jixiao's mission is to promote the swordsmanship of the Sun family in eastern Sichuan.

Sun Jinpeng's responsibility is also a matter of sworn hatred between his father and his father...

Who will report...

People always squander when they have it, and when they don’t have it, they think that God will give some gifts, even if what they give me back is what I squandered before...

"Jinpeng...will be fine..."

"Sister Bai, can I call you... Wen Bai?"

Wen Bai nodded vigorously to prevent himself from crying.

"Wen Bai..." Ji Xiao closed his eyes and fell asleep with satisfaction, "I wish you happiness..."

Wen Bai covered his face and cried.

Ji Xiao stopped talking.

When Qian and Hai came to visit Sun Jixiao, Sun and he were completely different from before, motionless and dull, with more signs of depression than corpses.

No one could withstand this blow, let alone Sun Jixiao, the young and vigorous swordsman who was invincible in Eastern Sichuan. Even when he faced Hong Hanshu and Lin Qian, he never gave in. He was completely willful.

The young master who has everything going smoothly.

"The person who hurt my brother was a master of swordsmanship..." Sun Siyu described it. After pondering for a moment, he felt slightly confident: There are not many people in the world who can defeat Sun Jixiao within a few moves. A master of swordsmanship,

Dugu, Ye Wenxuan, and Yin'er cannot have any motive. Among the enemies, only Xuanyuan Jiuye, Chu Fengliu, and Chen Zhu have appeared in eastern Sichuan recently. It can only be said that it is possible, but not necessarily...

"Most of them are Jin people. A servant said that a few days ago, a Jin person came to Ji Xiao for cooperation, but he was rejected and left unhappy." Sun Siyu came to a conclusion.

"Even if he is a Jin man, why do you want to hit him like this? With the purpose of insulting him?" Qian asked, "In my opinion, the person who came here seems to have a deep grudge against your Sun family. It's more like a personal grudge."
To be continued...