Chapter 96: you are drunk
Along the way, they were assassinated five times, looted three times, and attacked head-on twice.
In short, when they reached the outside of Chentianmen, they had already changed five horses and carriages.
Qiyu jumped out of the carriage, looked at the small town in front of him, and rolled his eyes curiously,
"Is this the Chentianmen? Where is the door?"
Cheng Zhiyi pulled her and glanced at Huo Xingchao with a light tone,
"It seems that walking with you is not much safe."
Instead, misfortune continued.
All of them are all decent people in martial arts who seek revenge for the name "Chentianmen".
She was actually a little suspicious,
"How did they recognize you?"
Along the way, they also changed a lot of drivers and changed a few lanes, but it didn't take long for them to be discovered, and then they encountered various open and secret attacks.
Huo Xingchao was not surprised,
"There are traitors in the door. As long as I change my route, I can't not notify the dark guard. Once the dark guard is notified, the news will be sent back to the door. Someone wants my life. This is the best time."
"...Then why did you notify the Dark Guard?"
"Why do you say?"
The man smiled and said in a lazy tone, "The news leaked from the beginning, do you think you can't find us without notice?"
"Rather than pinning your life on uncertain things, it is better to hold it directly in your own hands."
He turned his head, stretched out his hand slightly, and hit Qiyu directly on the back of the neck.
The little girl who had raised her head curiously and listened to them at first fell to the side of the dark guard who suddenly appeared in an instant.
Cheng Zhiyi couldn't react in time, she frowned, her voice was a little cold,
"What are you going to do?"
Gee.
"I thought you should know the rules."
Huo Xing raised his eyebrows,
"When you enter Queshan, you have to cover your face, and when you enter our Chentianmen, you can't enter casually."
"You're not from my sect. If you want to go further, you have to goug out your eyes and cut off your ears. But since I promised you to lead you in, naturally I won't use such cruel means."
He raised his hand in a lazy tone,
"You do it yourself or I do it, it's your choice."
......
She frowned and looked at him,
"I don't trust you."
"so what?"
"So it's impossible for me to let myself pass out in front of someone I don't trust."
......
There was three seconds of silence.
"That's fine too."
He hooked his lips and picked out a piece of black cloth out of nowhere.
"Then follow the rules of your Magpie Mountain and blindfold."
Cheng Zhiyi was silent for a while,
"But Young Master Huo was not blindfolded in the Magpie Mountain."
"That's what I persuaded Qiyu to pick for me."
Huo Xingchao raised the corners of his eyes lightly, his tone was dull and nonchalant, "If you want the skills, you can persuade me, and I will solve it for you."
Then, before she could respond, the man stepped forward, raised his hand, and wrapped the black cloth around her eyes.
Immediately it turned black.
The wide sleeves brushed in front of him, bringing a faint medicinal fragrance.
His fingertips stroked his forehead, and seemed to rub it a little, then between her frowns, he chuckled lightly.
"do not move."
The strip of cloth was lightly and skillfully tied at the back of her head, and the other party even gently stroked her messy hair.
and took her hand,
"Let's go."
Cheng Zhiyi froze, trying to free his hand from his palm.
"Why, I'm not holding you, are you going to go in the dark by yourself?"
Huo Xingchao didn't move, and persuaded her in a lazy tone,
"Our sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, don't stick to the details, Miss Cheng, if you continue to be coy like this, you will have some meanings that you shouldn't have."
......
It was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.
Having grown up in a small mountain, Miss Cheng, who had a clear mind, felt that something was amiss, even if she didn't understand this much.
she frowned,
"Do you have to hold it like this?"
Jianghu children, informality.
- So you have to interlock your fingers?
Seeing that she seemed to be really angry, Huo Xingchao let go of his hand, hooked his lips, and walked forward with the girl's slender wrist.
While walking slowly, he sighed slightly,
"You girls, think too much."
......
The dark guard on the side was holding the little girl Qiyu, looking at her nose and heart.
Rake upside down. Confuse right and wrong. The thief shouts to catch the thief. Reverse black and white. Take a bite.
- It was their leader himself.
It's just how to teach the main body to be strong and strong, but it's just a crane tube poison, and there is an antidote on his body, and he can actually cure it in the mountains for two months.
If it wasn't for a signal flying inside every time the pigeons took off, they would all think that the leader had died inside.
Now it seems that it is probably not a cure.
But the beauty will go.
No wonder.
Even though she took pity on Miss Lin and broke her leg for her sweetheart, she still didn't get the slightest favor in the end.
After waiting for so long with no complaints and no regrets, I finally got the leader back.
Unexpectedly, they also brought a girl.
Alas, the beautiful lady Qingben, she is blind - she actually falls in love with the leader.
Their leader, he didn't like the things that Baba brought to his door since he was a child, and he had to toss it out himself to be reconciled.
Taking the initiative to be like Miss Lin, it's no wonder that their sect leader would be rude.
It's pathetic, sigh.
......
Cheng Zhiyi was pulled by the wrist and followed him step by step.
In the dark vision, there is no focus around him, and the only reliance is on the man around him.
She was actually very disturbed.
He frowned and asked softly,
"How long?"
......
"Master Huo?"
......
"Master Huo, you..."
"arrive."
A familiar voice came from his ear, deep and hoarse, if there was something that seemed to be nonexistent.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Then the next moment-
The man suddenly took her by the shoulders, and the strange and familiar breath filled his nose instantly, with his demagogic voice,
"Miss Cheng, when the old friends meet, once the first face is easily defeated, it will be a complete defeat."
"......What's the meaning?"
"Huo Mou sincerely advises you, it is best not to cry, not to shake, and to say more."
"The more obsessed you are, the cheaper you are in men's hearts."
"…"
At that moment, Cheng Zhiyi suddenly expected something from his words and the silence around him.
Her body trembled slightly, but her tone remained calm.
"Can you untie it?"
He was silent for a while,
"Um."
- What kind of feeling did you feel when you saw the sun again?
- It's the darkness that's sunk down.
Cheng Zhiyi had not seen Lin Jingjian for nearly a year.
But he hasn't changed much.
Still in Tsing Yi, with high-tied hair, a sword at his waist, and handsome eyes.
He looked at her with deep guilt and sigh in his eyes.
His voice was soft,
"Miss Cheng."
......
Cheng Zhiyi didn't look at him.
Her eyes paused, and fell lightly on the woman beside him.
It was a very beautiful girl, sitting on a chair, wearing a lavender dress, as clear as moonlight, clean and clear.
Cheng Zhiyi had seen her portrait.
It was a long, long time ago.
When Lin Jingjian was still recovering in the bamboo forest, she accidentally saw the picture scroll he kept aside.
The girl drawn on the paper also looks like this.
Lin Jingjian said, this is my sister, but she was also killed by the devil of Chentianmen.
He said, she is also called Zhiyi, the same name as you, from the first time I heard your name, I knew that we are destined.
......
Fate.
What kind of fate.
The first moment she saw the girl, she suddenly understood a lot of things.
What sister, what was killed, it was just a lie he covered up.
Unfortunately, she actually believed it.
Why go away.
Why has it been a year since a single word has never been passed back?
Why the first time I saw her, it was guilt, a sigh, and an unfamiliar Miss Cheng.
- At that moment, Cheng Zhiyi didn't want to ask.
She felt that she should be proud and disdain to be obsessed and talkative.
But I don't know why, the footsteps seem to take root, and I can't move a step.
"gone."
Suddenly, a casual male voice came from beside him.
She raised her head in a daze, and saw the man's handsome eyebrows, his temples cut like a knife, and the ends of his eyes were raised, bringing out a little bit of romance and wildness.
Then holding her hand, she didn't pay much attention to the person in front of her, her tone was lazy,
"Watch me go."
"Miss Cheng."
The same three words, Lin Jingjian said, were cold and unfamiliar.
When he read it, it was like reading a poem, the words were soft, the ending rose, and the tongue twisted a few times.
- It's like saying "I love you, Miss Cheng."
Equally affectionate and ambiguous.
…
frivolous to death.
But I don't know why, it's just such frivolous and lazy words.
She easily maintained her fragile self-esteem.
Let her not run away as if helpless.