Chapter 14
Chapter 14
Black energy came from the shadow of the tree, and rushed out while the person in the wheelchair was in disarray...
As if in the blink of an eye, the cloud of black air was in sight.
Duan Fengya was panting lightly, but his eyes were not confused at all - even if he was given the upper hand by his opponent, he was still the swordsman who was not afraid of danger and had a decisive mind.
"Where's your sword? Don't you always consider yourself a swordsman? Why, are you so weak that you can't even lift your sword?" While making a decisive move, the other party sarcastically mercilessly.
However, Duan Fengya didn't pay any attention to these, the saber in his sleeve was drawn horizontally, the shadow of Shura Dao flashed, and the murderous intent that seemed to overwhelm the mountain was blocked out.
His wheelchair moved back a lot, this time it was no longer the seemingly dangerous but actually easy confrontation with Duan Shuangming like last time.
Rather, the real kill...
The cold wind roared in his ears, Duan Fengya felt as if his strength was going to be crushed, he slowly adjusted his breath...
Then, as if he couldn't bear it any longer, Duan Fengya coughed violently, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he wiped it away indifferently.
"Even without a sword, I can still smash you to pieces..." With his elbows resting on the armrests of the wheelchair and his hands covering his mouth, the young man laughed coldly.
He sat under the crabapple tree, raised his head and looked at the cold gray figure facing each other. Even though they couldn't see each other's eyes clearly, they both knew that the calm situation had already been broken...
"Ahem... It seems that I am really angry, so I can think that that person is really important..." After being injured by the cold sword energy of the Shura knife, the person in the shadow of the tree did not feel angry at all. Shaken, he smiled lowly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
It's really... Terrifying strength. Even after being hit so hard, this person is still invincible. Even if he is sitting, he still has a calmness that ordinary people cannot possess.
At this moment, the surrounding air seemed to freeze suddenly, all movements became dull and slow, and the expressions of the people in the dark were terrified.
Swish, swish, in a blink of an eye, countless vines stabbed like sharp swords, and the dark green vines sealed all directions, attacking the unconscious figure in the shadow of the tree.
This... The person in the shadow obviously wanted to struggle, but found that it was very difficult for him to raise his hand at this time.
Sleepy Spirit Art... He laughed wildly, but he didn't expect to be practiced by him...
He bit the tip of his tongue fiercely and spat out a mouthful of blood. The man who couldn't see his face spit out a long series of incantations, and finally stepped back when the sharp sword was about to pierce his body.
Even so, those sword qi still cut through his body, and blood slowly seeped out.
"I don't have a sword in my hand, but I can control everything as a sword, and it's a good move..." Leaning against the dark tree trunk, the person in the shadow raised his head and laughed.
The moon in the sky has been completely submerged at some point, but the stars all over the sky are shining like gems inlaid.
The man raised his head, his face was covered with a half cold iron mask, although he was smiling, his eyes were as black as ink.
Under the bright starlight, he leaned against the tree trunk and panted secretly, the other party was sitting in a wheelchair, there were crabapple flowers blooming on his head, and the cold moon was like frost...
For a while, the situation was at a stalemate, neither giving way...
"You can't hide his, you can't stop mine..." A hoarse voice sounded from under the tree, the man sighed slightly, his tone was full of leisurely and leisurely, as if the two were just visiting friends under the moon easy.
No, he wants to self-destruct...
After sensing the other party's intentions, Duan Fengya's expression suddenly turned cold, he made a clench with his fingers, and released the protection with his fastest speed.
"Boom..." Like a shattering sound, the figure under the shadow of the tree suddenly scattered into countless fine dust.
The dust shimmered under the starlight, and then, as if it had absorbed the light of the stars, it scattered into the night sky and disappeared.
"Pfft..." Unable to control that powerful force any longer, Duan Fengya finally coughed up a mouthful of blood uncontrollably.
"Master, this is..." The imaginary world was shattered, and the hidden guard in the bush came out, unable to restrain his surprise any longer, and said in panic.
"Go to Dongpian Pavilion to see how Shen Changling is doing, hurry...then, send me to Dongnuan Pavilion, and call the doctor..." Duan Fengya leaned slowly as if he had exhausted all his strength. There, eyes closed.
I hope that person is okay, the third child...should have met him.
And myself, I have to go to Yaoquan to recuperate...
After a wry smile, the thin and handsome man fell asleep.
But at this moment, in a dark room, a person suddenly opened his eyes and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
In the cold stone room, only the incense burner was burning slightly, and the dark fragrance permeated the whole room.He took a deep breath, and his pale face seemed to turn red.
"I actually wasted an extrajudicial weapon..." Looking at the jade that was shattered into powder in front of him, the man chuckled.
"However, the harvest this time is really not small..." He casually picked up a handkerchief from the side and wiped the corners of his mouth. The man got up and walked to the window, tapping on the window lattice with his thin and pale fingers.
"It seems that it's time to plan carefully..."
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"Second brother has an accident, let's go there quickly." Duan Shuangming hurriedly uttered these words, pulled Shen Changling up anxiously, turned around and left.
"Wait for me..." Duan Xuehuai stood stunned in the wind, staring at the figures of the two running fast, and stayed where she was.
When he saw Shen Changling being pulled away, he seemed to look back at him, raised his hand as a gesture, and wanted to say something, but was quickly pulled away by the person in front, and disappeared at the end of the path in an instant.
"It's really..." He patted the stone fence next to him angrily, but in the end, his worries about the second brother prevailed. The young man with delicate eyebrows quickly followed up with the people in front, and disappeared together in the deep grass. end of the path.
This place originally belonged to the most remote courtyard in the Eleventh Palace, and there was still a considerable distance from the Dongnuan Pavilion located in the center.
Shen Changling was quickly pulled away, without having time to reveal the location of the secret formation.
He wanted to speak several times, but was swallowed by the cold wind.
As if he thought it was not fast enough, the tall and straight man stopped, looked at the short-haired boy who seemed to be out of breath, and frowned for a moment.
"Offended." He said this quickly, and before the other party could react, he threw the person on his back.
Just like that, lying on the opponent's back, Shen Changling felt that the speed of progress seemed to become faster.
He only saw the surrounding scenery sweeping backwards like floating shadows, like a silent film rewinding rapidly.
It seems that he seems to be very anxious, so he and Duan Fengya should not be in such dire straits as imagined...
I don't know what happened to Duan Fengya. Could it be that he was also attacked?
Shen Changling was thinking in a mess like this, and the two finally came to Dong Nuan Pavilion.
"Block the news, don't reveal any details." Beside the carved wooden door, there was a man who looked like a follower giving instructions to the people next to him. He turned his head and saw Duan Shuangming, his eyes lit up, and he went up. He bowed his head in salute.
"Third Young Master, the place has been prepared according to the second master's order." The man stepped forward and reported in detail.
So Duan Shuangming and the other party talked about something, which Shen Changling couldn't know.
He only saw people coming in and out with soup and medicine from time to time, and everyone moved very smoothly, as if they had already gotten used to it.
"What's the matter? Second brother, is everything okay?" A gust of wind blew beside him, and a voice with a youthful crisp tone rang out.
It's Duan Xuehuai... Shen Changling looked up a little distractedly, he shook his head, and said slowly: "I don't know, I've been like this since I first came here."
"I see that they are all used to it. Could it be that he often did this before?" Shen Changling leaned against the huge palace door with a disappointed look in his eyes, and sighed softly.
After dating for so long, he has never asked about the past of the other party. He thought it was a kind of tolerance between friends, but he didn't understand anything. Isn't this another form of indifference?
"Don't worry too much. I don't think the situation is so serious this time. The second brother has survived so many times before. This time it will definitely be fine." Seriously observed the people coming and going Afterwards, Duan Xuehuai said with certainty.
He turned his head sideways to look at Shen Changling, who was a little restless, and was a little puzzled. For people like them, dancing on the tip of a knife was a common occurrence.
How many times he was on the verge of life and death, and came back to life, he was already used to this kind of life.
The voice in the ear suddenly disappeared, and the young man in white looked at him quietly, but his eyes were illusory, as if he was looking at him and seemed to be looking through him at the high and deep door in the distance.
This seems to be a person who has never experienced the cycle of life and death, otherwise he would not have such a clean and pure smell.
For a moment, the young child's eyes were as black as ink, as if he was about to swallow everything in, deep and quiet.
Shen Changling, who lowered his head, didn't see this. He looked at the tall wooden door again, and behind it was the young man who had been teaching him carefully...
He is still there, not knowing whether to live or die, but I can't do anything, it seems that it has always been like this, always like this...
The blackness in front of my eyes struck again, and fragments of deep memories emerged from my mind.
He heard someone say to him: If you can't control your destiny, then forget it...
"Fate..." He lowered his head and murmured these two words. The short-haired boy clenched the ribbon in his hand and smiled wryly.
Fate had already abandoned him, and he had to struggle hard in the endless night to find his own path.
In the blink of an eye, the raging flames were rekindled in his eyes, which was the light of hope for life rekindled.
No matter who it is, they will run away from him like running water, and they will never be found again.
But, I'm not reconciled, I'm really not reconciled...
"I must become stronger..." In this way, in this bleak palace, this young man from another world finally had his own direction to move forward.
No matter what, he must grasp all the things around him, he will definitely protect them, and he will definitely be able to protect them well.
As if feeling something, the young boy looked up at the boy in Tsing Yi who was half a head taller than him, and there was a flash of excitement in his eyes.
The author has something to say: Shen Changling (clenching his fists): I will work hard, I will struggle, come on boy!
Duan Xuehuai (smiling gradually abnormal): Hehehehehehe~
Duan Shuangming (patting the opponent's dog's head): Do I not exist when you are your brother? :)
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