Chapter 6 Bloody Wind

In Mei Niang's cabin, Mei Niang gently wiped the mottled wounds on her body and carefully applied medicine. When Mei Niang saw her in the bamboo forest in the morning, she carried a large bundle of firewood, but she didn't know why she was beaten by a handyman. Mei Niang really couldn't imagine that Zhixue, who had always been proud and spoiled, would suffer from this. She was terrmented and tough with dizzy snow came to the room to recuperate. Because of her special identity, she was not blocked by anyone.

The snow fell asleep and didn't wake up until noon. Mei Niang sat at the head of the bed with tears in her eyes.

"Don't cry, I'm fine." Zhixue raised her thin arm and wiped the tears in Mei Niang's eyes.

Mei Niang gritted her teeth and turned around.

"Why didn't you tell me? Why is this so? It's all because of me..."

The snow is pale and thin, and the voice is weak, but it has a vague smile:

"Fool, what are you crying about? Everyone is here. If you want to find a way to live, why do you think so much? I'll be fine."

Mei Niang fixedly looked at the snow. How could this be her in the past? Such a delicate and coquettish girl. Although Zhixue is one year older than her, when she is at home, everyone feels that Zhixue is more like a lively and naughty sister. The little girl who is unscrupulous and having fun.

Mei Niang is sad for a while:

"Why are you all right? Your injury is so serious, why are you in such a situation?

The snow squeezed his lips and thought for a moment,

"It won't always be like this. I'll be fine soon. Our situation is by no means always like this. Good sister, don't think about it. Believe me, I'm not allowed to be bullied. You just need to play the piano well. You have to play the piano well and be liked by the master to live a safe life..."

Mei Niang looked at her without understanding. Zhixue's stubborn and persistent expression, deep and distant eyes, and the tone of speech made her feel very strange.

Suddenly, Zhixue pulled Mei Niang and leaned her head on her shoulder. He whispered in her ear, "Wait, we can always go home one day." As long as we have enough patience and strength."

Mei Niang opened her eyes wide in surprise and looked at her in disbelief. I thought that this time it was a reincarnation. Those warm memories can only be found in dreams, and I can't go back to anyone.

"Just wait. Play the piano well and don't worry about me." Zhixue looked at Mei Niang with deep and firm eyes. Mei Niang suddenly felt very comforted and powerful. That kind of look is only available to my brother, and he has been comforting them. People with such eyes can do it.

Mei Niang looked at the thin and weak snow slowly leaving in the courtyard, and grabbed her sleeve with her hand with heartache.

Mei Xinyi stood in the wind in the distance, with a smile on the corners of her mouth. This time, she didn't see the wrong person.

Time flies, and five years in a blink of an eye.

In the past five years, Yan Niang has really not been worried about being bullied, because she will always be so strong in the martial arts competition. She will always be the last winner. She has never failed in carrying out her mission. Her martial arts walked far away in front of the people who entered the Lenghua Palace, and was personally instructed by Mei Xinyi, and rarely met enemies across the world. At the age of 17, he became the head of Jufang Hall and the youngest head of the Cold Flower Palace since its establishment. The cold flower cold sword is also a cold and beautiful legend in the world.

In the legend of Jianghu, in the eyes of the disciples of Lenghua Palace, Mei Zhixue is a cold, arrogant and ruthless person. Although her face is beautiful, she always carries frost. She is ruthless and never shows mercy. Her mind is extremely cruel. Such a woman is respectful and far away. Terriid.

In Meiyuan, Zhixue quietly listens to Mei Niang playing the piano. The sound of her piano is getting more and more dusty, always making her heart calm down. Mei Niang sat on the bamboo stool in white, and her sleeves moved with the wind, like a fairy.

At the end of the song, Mei Niang stopped smiling at the snow sitting next to her.

"New music? The style is simple and elegant. You will become an immortal one day."

The snow laughed.

Over the years, there is no way to practice how hard it is, or how long it takes to go out to do things. As long as there is time, I will come to listen to Mei Niang play the piano. Although she doesn't know much about the rhythm, she is Mei Niang's bosom friend. Mei Niang's piano art is under Mei Xinyi's **, with the unique internal skills of the cold flower palace. The song played is not only comparable to fairy music, but also can affect people's mood and even internal force. If you do it intentionally, it is not difficult to hurt people or even take people's lives. It's just that Mei Niang is indifferent and plays more quiet songs. And Zhixue was intoxicated in such music, calming down the troubles caused by the rivers and lakes, and the endless troubles brought by internal struggles. They stayed together in such a quiet way to give each other the most sincere comfort. Only Mei Niang understood the turbulent feelings in her heart under Zhixue's indifferent expression and the price she paid for today.

Mei Niang took the water from the snow and said while drinking.

"What are you talking about? It's my new score, and it seems that I can't jump out of this circle.

"It's probably caused by nature. I hear it very well."

" nature? My sister's nature is not a murderous person. She destroyed the white family with two knives. Even if they are guilty, how can it be? There are also innocent children!"

Looking at Yan Niang with slightly reproachful eyes, Zhixue gritted her teeth and didn't say anything. A month ago, she was ordered by her teacher to destroy the Shuangdao Bai family in Changzhou. The Bai family bullied others in Changzhou and has always had a great holiday with Meihua Embroidery Village. The so-called resentment has been deep, and it is expected that the master will take action. It's just that the door is destroyed, but it's over. However, she could not change the master's decision but could only implement it. Although she is high in the Lenghua Palace, there are countless people watching her. She has no choice. She knew how much she would pay for disobeying the teacher's orders. From being involved here, she couldn't help it.

"Venity?" Zhixue laughed at himself and said, "My hands are stained with blood, and I don't know how many regnated undeads are on my body. How dare I talk about my nature?"

With a click, Yan Niang's cup fell to the ground. Although she knew the cruelty of the world and the reputation of Zhixue's coldness and cruelty, Yan Niang still couldn't accept it when she heard her say it so bluntly for the first time.

Zhixue looked up at Yan Niang. Shaking his head slightly, with helplessness and apologies.

Yan Niang bowed down and picked up the cup, trying to break the tense atmosphere, but when she got the cup, she put it directly to her mouth, bit the cup fiercely, and her shoulders trembled.

Zhixue took out a cup from her hand and held Yan Niang into her arms.

"Don't do this. There are rules of the world. You don't have to understand and worry about me. We can always be free. If there is retribution, I will do it myself. God won't lose you."

Yan Niang is already sobbing.

"Sister, we are going back together. How can we go back? Don't do this. If you do this, how can we face Uncle Mu, grandma, father and brother? How can we say that we are their children? How can we be worthy of them?

In a word, the snow heart is like falling into a cold pool.

She has gone too far from her kind heart. Over the past few years, she has had nightmares of killing, and she has carried so much blood debt that she feels that she can't be forgiven. How can she return to her original simple happiness? What face does she have to face her relatives and Yi's grandmother, uncle and brother Ming, who once had pity for her.

In late autumn, in the south of the Yangtze River, in the drizzle and cold wind, a team of women leaped their horses. Several people were all dressed in blue, wearing veils, mysterious and hazy. The leader is Zhixue, who has just dealt with the matter of the gentleman's sword Dongfeng Hall and is rushing back.

Lenghua Palace has a grudge against the gentleman sword because last year, the gentleman sword master bullied the embroidery woman Ayou of Meihuaxiuzhuang. Lenghua Palace can't tolerate other people's bullying. Later, they came to ask for justice, but found that the gentleman sword, who had always been a famous family, was unreasonable and falsely slandered the woman in the cold flower palace for being evil and misbehaving. So Zhixue and his subordinates secretly visited and found many hidden secrets of the gentleman's sword. Therefore, Mei Xinyi decided to kill him. As long as he can win the gentleman's sword, Lenghua Palace's position in the world will never be today's weather.

At first, the snow of the sword of the gentleman was also determined, but until she arrived at Dongfeng Hall, she hesitated. Dongfeng and Xiwutang are the two halls of Junzijian. The status of the two halls is second only to Chen Du, the head of the gentleman's sword, and he vowed to defend the gentleman's sword and Chen Du. However, compared with the accumulated crimes detected by Chen Du and Xiwutang, Dongfengtang has no great and unforgivable crimes. However, if you want to get rid of Chen Du and destroy the gentleman's sword, Dongfeng Hall can't live.

She eavesdropped in Dongfeng Hall the night before the operation and heard the conversation between Wei Zhiyou, the head of Dongfeng Hall, and his wife.

"I always feel strange. The people of the Zuo family did die at the hands of the gentleman's sword, but the gentleman's sword unreasonably injured Mr. Zuo and stole Mr. Zuo's golden whip."

"Over the years, there have been many strange things about the gentleman's sword, but the disciples have not made progress, alas..."

Wei Zhi had a series of long sighs.

Doesn't he know? The snow's heart was shocked. The gentleman's sword acted secretly, and many dirty things were done unconsciously. Zhixue also tried his best to find out. However, their own people actually did not know it, and they were the high-ranking Dongfeng Hall. I don't have much ability to come to this person. Zhixue's heart mocked secretly.

There are really no unimaginable difficulties in the operation of destroying Dongfeng Hall. The gentleman's sword has been founded for more than 50 years, inheriting two generations, and the number of spirits is not as good as before. Although some loyal people resisted, most of them were poor, and their actions were easier than expected.

But when she finally faced the owner of Dongfeng Hall, she hesitated.

Under the night wind and dim light, the clear old man was not afraid at all when he was dying.

"How can you convince the public if you act like this? Even if it's true as you said, how can Dongfeng Hall live up to you? How can hundreds of my disciples live up to you?"

"The winner is the king, this is the world! The cold flower palace does not need to subdue the public, and it doesn't have to be like the gentleman's sword. Even if it is obscene in private, it is still so sanctimonable on the surface. Today, Lenghua Palace won. If you don't accept it, you have to accept it!"

The cold and arrogant tone of snow.

"You can kill people, but you can't convince people. You are not a woman, but you have never seen a trace of compassion. Can you really convince yourself?

In a word, it seemed to be a nail nailed to Zhixue's heart, and the snow shook. However, in front of the disciples, she had no way out.

Master Mei's favorite instructions are still in my ears. Cut off the Dongfeng Hall and fight against the West Fog Hall again. Only by breaking one can we ensure that there is no mistake. If there is a mistake, it will not be taken lightly.

The snow covered the tremor in his heart, and the long sword raised.

"I naturally know what I should do. You should die."

" Stop it!"

A shout came from afar, and suddenly a teenager in white stood in front of him. The action is so fast that the light work is very good, and Zhixue thinks about it secretly.

The young man is beautiful and heroic, and his eyes are like fire. He stood in front of Wei Zhiyou with a sword and stared at the snow angrily.

"Sword!" Wei Zhiyou's voice was surprised and happy, but his eyes were full of worry. Wei Jian, the master of Dongfengtang Shaotang, is the most outstanding figure in recent years. Although he is only a teenager, his swordsmanship cultivation is quite praised in the martial arts. Zhixue also regarded him as a strong enemy, but he attacked all the way, and it was strange that he didn't see it.

"Jufang Hall Master, what a beautiful woman with a fierce heart." Wei Jian frowned coldly.

"You are not my opponent, why do you come out to die!"

"The matter of Meihuaxiuzhuang Ayou and Mr. Chen, even if it is true as said by Lenghua Palace, it can't accumulate hundreds of lives in Dongfengtang. The girl regards human life as grass mustard, but I can't ignore my disciples. If I abandon my brothers and run away, what does Wei Jian look like?

"You are so naive..." Zhi Xue sneered. You still think you are aboveboard. If it were Ayou alone, I would kill Chen Fan, but the gentleman's sword has been atonement..."

"Nonsense, the gentleman's sword wants to be aboveboard. It's a hundred sins for you to kill innocent people so much!"

With that, he drew his sword and stabbed the snow. Everyone is in a scuffle again.

Wei Jian's skill is not weak, but he is not the opponent of Zhixue. After dozens of moves, he fell to the front.

"How about killing me and gave my doorman? The Wei family was destroyed today, and the east wind hall dispersed. No one will recruit girls for revenge! Everything belongs to the girl in Dongfeng Hall!"

Wei Jian hit the side road.

"Why do girls have to bleed into rivers? What's the girl's conscience?"

The snow was shocked. Although it is impossible to defeat himself with the power of the sword, it is not easy to kill him under the sword, but he is willing to lead his neck. All he wants to save is his disciples.

I thought of Mei Niang's words again.

"Sister, we are going back together. How can we go back? Don't do this. If you do this, how can we face Uncle Mu, grandma, father and brother? How can we say that we are their children? How can we be worthy of them?

The snow raised its sword and floated to the treetops with the guard sword.

"You hurt me and took your parents and disciples to retreat. After that, you will never show up again!"

Wei Jian was shocked when he heard the words. Seeing that Zhixue exposed an empty door, Wei Jian raised his eyebrows and kicked Zhixue's chest, as if he were kicking among the willow catkins. She secretly said that her internal strength was so deep. When he was about to withdraw his leg, he felt that the internal force of the snow was surging back and hitting his foot. Zhixue turned around and spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Wei Jian secretly admired this woman. So prudent. He didn't give his opponent the opportunity to hurt her, but also used his strength to hurt himself and deceive his peers. What's more valuable is that she is not the ruthless person in the legendary world.

"Lord!"

The disciples of Lenghua Palace gathered around.

"Wei Jian's martial arts are strong, and I'm not his opponent. Go back to Xiuzhuang first and make plans tomorrow!"

That night, Zhixue was seriously injured and had a high fever, and he kept coughing blood at night. When I got up, I was also dizzy and couldn't stand steadily. Before the battle, the commander fell, and the disciples of Lenghua Palace were at a loss.

"Little fog..."

The snow gently called the little fog standing beside him. They have known each other since she first entered the Cold Flower Palace. In the past few years, from practicing martial arts to entering Jufangtang, they have never been too far apart. As the snow became stronger day by day, Xiaowu was like her old friend all the way, always by her side.

"Little fog, listen, you go to Dongfeng Hall again tonight, so..."

Xiao Wu nodded and agreed.

On the way back, Xiao Wu has been thinking about the reason for his fiasco. They were supposed to set fire to Dongfeng Hall, but they let themselves fall into defense. They fled back to Meihuaxiuzhuang in confusion. Wait for the next morning to go to Dongfeng Hall, which has been in a mess for a long time and people have dispersed. They achieved almost nothing in this operation.

Although Zhixue did not anger her with this responsibility, the palace owner did not do well and the punishment would not be light. Thinking of this, feeling the cold rain dripping, Xiaowu couldn't help shivering.

The snow wounded and sick soldiers did not get well, and they just tried their best to hold on along the way. When she got off the horse in front of the door of Jiaxing Cold Flower Palace, she almost fell down the stairs.

"Master."

Xiao Wu stretched out his hand to help him.

Zhixue struggled to stand up and pushed her away.

In front of the marble renovation hall of the Cold Flower Palace. Zhixue knelt down in front of the master.

"Zixue has borne the teacher's life on this trip. Please punish it."

Mei Xinyi looked at the disciple kneeling below and sighed. The invincible snow meets its opponent, and the Cold Flower Palace is about to face a big war.

Since Dongfengtang escaped, the powerful Xiwutang will definitely unite with Dongfengtang in a few days, and the battle between the gentleman's sword and the cold flower palace is inevitable.

Although the strength of the Cold Flower Palace is getting stronger and stronger, the gentleman's sword with a reputation for half a hundred years is strong. Mei Xinyi looked at the ceiling and didn't say a word for a long time.

The Cold Flower Palace has always avoided the world. If no one rarely takes action, it will never leave room for action. Its unique and strange behavior has always been a legend. But this time, it must be an earth-shaking and aboveboard.

"Zixue, are you hurt?"

For a long time, Mei asked.

The snow looked up doubtfully. She was ready to accept unfavorable punishment, but she didn't want to hear the gentle concern of the master.

"The injury is not serious, thank you for your concern!"

"Have a good care of yourself. The Cold Flower Palace is facing a bigger war. You can't lose next time, do you know?"

"Yes." The snowy response.

He did not escape from the whip and wore a wound. Zhixue leaned on the corridor railing of Meiyuan, quietly listened to Mei Niang playing the piano and watched the yellow leaves flying down in front of her. His face was a little pale, but he still looked peaceful.

The sound of the piano was interrupted, and Mei Niang in the attic found the snow and hurried down.

"Why are you here? Your injury hasn't healed yet, and you are sick. Why is it blowing here?

The snow slowly got up and barely laughed.

"What's wrong with me? I don't want to interrupt you playing the piano, so I sit here and listen to it.

Mei Niang helped the snow and walked in.

"If you want to hear me play the piano, you can send someone to call me over. How could it be such a terrible loss this time?

Mei Niang asked softly. Although Mei Niang has little contact with Lenghua Palace, she is beside the master and her concerned sister. She is familiar with everything about Lenghua Palace.

Zhixue held Mei Niang with a bitter smile in her eyes.

"There is always a time of defeat, who can always win and never lose? Failure is not necessarily bad. Zhixue coughed gently and said in a weak voice beside Mei Niang, "Is there more possibility in this way? Losing me may be a redemption.

Mei Niang looked at Zhixue doubtfully and suddenly showed fear in her eyes.

"You, you deliberately..."

Zhixue smiled and did not answer, which is regarded as acquiescence.

Mei Niang looked at the wound on Zhixue's shoulder and knew what kind of pain she was suffering, and her heart also had a twitch.

"How can we be free..."

The snow muttered.

Mei Niang's hand said with a little force: "Sister, we will be free. You have paid so much..."

The snow smiled.