Chapter 3: Nine deaths

Tonight, it is the winter solstice. As in previous years, Shirayuki arrived on schedule. He smiled, leaning against the door, leaning on the door, and snowflakes like cotton wool fell on her body and face. At this time in previous years, my mother-in-law had already prepared the rice cakes she likes to eat, as well as new padded jackets. Daddy would make her a snowman as tall as her. This year, she has grown a lot taller, and the snowman must be even higher!
Xun Jun re-bandaged the wound, tied the green silk into a puppet, and put on the night clothes as dark as the night.
I watched my sister's lonely back, and I sighed and took her from behind.
She went up to the mountain with Master at the age of five, often only returning home a few times a year, used to the beauty of the festival alone, smirking but different, she should be deeper than her at this moment.
Cuddling on her sister's thin shoulder, she wiped the tears on the corner of her eyes with a smile, and she had grown up. She had to be strong and couldn't cry anymore. The older sister took care of her. She also took care of her older sister. She turned her head and saw her sister in a strong outfit. There was a faint uneasiness in her heart. She asked, "Sister, are you going to bring your father back?"
Xun Jun pulled her into the hole and helped her photograph the snowflakes on her hair. For her question, she just made a perfunctory "um".
He laughed and immediately ran to the bag that her sister had collected from the house, rummaging in the night clothes and shouting, "I want to go too."
"No. You are obediently waiting for me to come back here." 偌 Jun refused to think about it, and immediately refused.
Wu Wu laughed and couldn't find Ye Xing Yi, but still clutched her placket, she refused to put it on. She doesn't want to stay in the cave alone. She also practiced martial arts with her father for a few years. She wants to advance and retreat with her sister.
Facing her sister's stubborn and firm eyes, Wu Yanjun crouched down, stroking her long tangled hair, slowly pulling her hand, and holding it tightly. Just when Xu Xiao laughed and thought she was about to agree, Wu Yijun suddenly shot sharply and clicked her acupoint.
He couldn't move, Wu Yan opened his eyes with horror and screamed, "What are you doing, sister?"
As if Wu Wujun didn't hear her scream, she carefully arranged her clothes with a smile, but the smile was even more panicking. Help her sort it out. She put her on the paved hay, covered her, and whispered, "I have dry food in the cave. If I haven't returned in two days, you can leave here and promise me. Live well. "
Instead of comforting and laughing, Sister Xi's gentle voice enveloped her in a more desperate fear. Tears fell into the buns along the cheeks, and looked at Jun with a smirk and a cry, crying again and again: "Sister, don't leave me, sister, don't leave me, don't, don't-"
Don't look away, can't bear to look at 偌 Smiling and crying face again, 偌 Kun stood up, turned his back to her, bit his own lip fiercely, so that the bitter cry of throat could not overflow.
"Sister will bring Dad back." Taking a deep breath, 偌 君 only left a decisive word, and flew away from the cave.
"Sister--"
Xiao Xiaoer, my sister can't let my dad still be insulted by this death. Forgive my sister, you are the baby of the Wu family, you must live well. If you have to take a life, you need her.
The cold winter festival is a day for reunion with the family. The city gates have been closed early and the streets are deserted. Just hanging on the city gate, now Rui Xue's body has been thickly covered with a layer of trembling.
At the gate of the city, the two soldiers wrapped in thick cotton coats and rubbed their hands back and forth to warm themselves. One of them glanced at the shadow hanging on the brace and shook his head, saying with emotion: "It's so pitiful. What a majesty, galloping on the battlefield, no one can fight. Now death is still not good. "Fortunately, in such a big winter, if it is summer, I am afraid that early worms will be born! This world is really unpredictable. The scenery was infinite yesterday, and today there is no place for burial.
The other person glared at him immediately and drank, "Shut up, these things are what we evaluate, don't want your head!" On the court, those big officials who held the ten thousand grains of grain dare not talk nonsense, he is here What fart!
With a cold hum, the soldier ignored him and continued to express his opinions leisurely. "I just said it casually, it's the third day. How long will it take me to toss! I don't think anyone will come to grab it." Who doesn't know that this is a trap, the idiot is here.
"Who knows!" The other man turned to the other side, too lazy to care about him, and he didn't know how he died that day.
Wu Xiaobing wanted to make another comment, but found that the city gate was in front of him, and two cold rays of light flew by, so fast that he couldn't see what it was. He quickly caught the shoulder of the soldier next to him, his voice couldn't help but stutter: "Brother ... you ... what are you looking at?"
"Where?" The soldier next to him turned impatiently, trying to speak, and the two of them were hit hard by the sudden attack of the head. They were too late to bark and fell down.
By taking advantage of the strength to step on the city wall, Xun Jun has climbed up on the poles three feet high.
Chi's trembling hands supported her father who had been frozen for a long time, and Xi Jun could hardly control the sudden pain in his heart.
Suddenly, around the city gate, the torch glowed, and the quiet side of the road was full of trained armored soldiers. The bows and arrows in their hands were already full of bows, and the sharp blades aimed at the man in black on the pole. With a single order, he could shoot him into a hedgehog.
Among the puppet soldiers, the only pure black horse immediately stared at the man in a black coat, with sharp eyes full of teasing and disdain. No matter who you come to, you will encounter the same result when you meet him: death!
Xun Jun glanced calmly, she knew very well that these people were not the black people in the robbery field. Their superb concealment ability and obedient obedience were enough to cause headaches, and their generals, the eyes were cold. The cold wind man is definitely her worst enemy tonight.
Ignoring those aggressive arrows, I took out the soft sword indifferently, cut off the rope that bound his father neatly, tied it firmly to his waist, and looked coldly at the man's arrogant eyes.
Chi Youxiao narrowed her eyes dangerously, staring at the cold eyes that dare to look at him under the black towel, gently twitching her thin lips, this person was interesting and aroused his interest a little. He raised the silver halberd in his hand and said provocatively, "I like watching the battle of the trapped beasts best, and I hope you have performed well today."
He jumped up and down, so martial arts, he wanted to see if it was her light work or his arrow fast!
The silver halberd lifted by the puppet fell, and the arrows of the iron armored soldiers shot at this moment.
是 An arrow formation again!
Wu Wujun's indifferent eyes raised two hot flames. She sneered to raise the three-foot soft sword in her hand. When the silver ribbon fluttered, the arrow feather was shocked by the soft sword's sharp edge.
Good internal force. You Xiao's hand holding the silver halberd became more and more powerful. Rarely seen opponents made his combative blood flow uneasily. He'd like to see how long that person can last, it's not worth his hands.
Twenty-three days ago, she did not have the opportunity to prepare for her father's self-harm under the arrow rain. Today, how will she be trapped again. Wu Yanjun urged the internal force and moved the sword to form a protective net. She seized the silkworm black iron wire she leaped with one hand, struggling under her feet, and along the thread, she quickly crossed the city wall and flew outside the city. And go.
Damn, when was the wire mesh she had laid, and her three hundred elite soldiers were hidden under the city wall, but nobody noticed that if she did not carry Wu Zhengting's corpse, she would not be able to catch up with her speed. Seeing that pure black figure disappeared lightly in the vast snowy night, You Xiao's original scornful handsome face immediately became covered with clouds. He stepped on the steed under him, and the dark purple figure was like a ghost, which was almost like a ghost. And go.
She lifted her qi out of Baizhang, and her body was no longer light. She had abused qi for days without consequences. She was already overwhelmed. Even though the blood exuding from her right shoulder had been frozen into ice by the cold night, her chest was still like The fire was burning. She suppressed the swell of her throat, and did not dare to stand still for a moment. It is a pity that even under the Meishan Mountain, thirty miles away from the city, Xun Jun was still entangled in the dark purple phantom who was chasing after him.
Chi Youxiao jumped in the air and stopped Wu Yanjun in front of a dead forest.
The moon tonight, unknown, under the vast snowy night, the two confronted each other. You Xiao couldn't see each other's expression, but the eyes hidden in the darkness, like black holes, were intriguing, but elusive.
Although the two of them were not moving, the cold wind and the murderous spirit of each other rolled up Zhang Yu Baixue, and the white snow storm wrapped them in an instant.
The other party's murderousness was revealed. 偌 Jun knew that she could not drag. Her internal injuries were very serious. She was carrying her father and could not resist for long. Rising into the air and persevering in the sword, the original soft sword like a spirit snake instantly turned into a very hard sword, one inch long and one inch strong, she must not let the man's silver halberd approach.
Xun Jun leaned down and rushed down, pointing his sword at the key point of You Xiao's throat. You Xiao's halberd straddled her chest, blocking a fatal blow from Jun Jun, but she was also shaken back a few steps by her internal force. Missing a blow, Jun Jun retracted the soft sword and ran up to the top of Meishan.
Chi Youxiao was a little stunned. This man's martial arts are very high. The trick just now shocked him now. What does she run?
I didn't think much about it, You Xiao followed closely, and got caught up with her again. Silver halberd rubbed over Jun's shoulder and almost hooked the black scarf on Jun's face. Xun Jun waved his soft sword and wrapped his silver halberd tightly before he escaped from it. Yunjun was too late to breathe, You Xiao suddenly let go of Zhiji's hand, bullied herself close to Yunjun, and patted her palm against her chest.
The blood was retrograde under the heavy blows of the cripples, but the prince felt only a pungent gas in his throat, and he lost his strength in his hands.
Wu Jun backed down, panting, but further back, it was the cliff of Wanzhang, she could not retreat.
Chi Youxiao approached step by step. His favorite game of cat and mouse, watching his opponent's desperate expression always made him happy. You Xiao slowly lifted the silver halberd, pointed at Jun again, sneered at the corner of her lips, and said coldly, "You have no way to go."
"That's not necessarily true."
Qing Qingshen's cold words, even though the black scarf covered his face, You Xiao still felt provocative.
The dying man dared to speak well, You Xiaoyue went further, the silver halberd slashed, the man in black did not retreat, the soft sword tangled around You Xiao's right arm, the sharp side blade cut through the purple shirt, deeply Embed in the arm. You Xiao immediately flipped the silver halberd to block the cast of the soft sword, otherwise his arm would not be secure.
While he was distracted, the man in black planted down the cliff, and when You Xiao was about to tangle again, the man had long since fallen into the abyss of death.
She jumped off the cliff!
Chi Youxiao stared at the precipitous cliff under her feet, leaving faint marks of soft swords on it.
Damn, let her escape! No wonder she ran to the cliff on her own, no wonder she didn't say a word, no wonder that her pair of sharp eyes were full of irony.
On the right arm, blood soaked the broken cloth robe, and along the fingertips, climbed the cold silver halberd, and the blood fell on the rock drop by drop. In the silent night, it was clear in the ear. In the snowy night this year, You Xiao remembered those indifferent and cold eyes, and let him meet again next time, he would never let her escape again.
The evening twilight clouds fell, and the lingering clouds were full of sky. It should have been a beautiful scenery in winter, but it was accompanied by Xiaosuo's dead wood and the darkening sky, which was somewhat sad.
At the foot of Mt. Meimei, after a few inconspicuous rocks, there is a new good low grave. There is no tombstone in front of the grave, there are only a few scented candles, and the candlelight is squeaked by the cold winter wind.
"Dad, daughter can't stand a monument for you right now, but you can rest assured that Xun Jun will wash your grievances for you, and then come to pick you up and be buried with your mother." In front of the new grave, a woman in white clothes kneeled, full of head Qing Qing's youthfulness, her sad and indifferent expression on her face was a little numb, and her cold words were her vows in front of her father.
Pulled out the soft sword of the Xiaoxiao waist, the eye-catching silver light made the eyes hurt. Wu Yanjun grabbed a bunch of blue silk that fell to the ground, the soft sword crossed, Mosi broke, and scattered on the white snow with the wind, dazzling and shocking.
Wu Yan rushed forward with a smile, grabbed the hand of her sister's sword, and exclaimed: "Sister, what are you doing? Your body is skin-skinned, and your parents don't dare to hurt. Hair is a woman's life! How can you cut it off! "
Wu Jun sneered, her hair was the life of a woman, but unfortunately, she was no longer a woman, so she didn't need this procrastination, did she?
She laughed and wanted to pick up the hair on the snow, and she took her hand until she was blown away by the strong wind, and then she let go of her laugh.
From now on, everything related to the woman has nothing to do with her. Pinching the soft sword from his waist coldly, Wu Yanjun took out a long scarf from his sleeve, and while bundling his hair neatly, he said to him: "Smile, from today, we will Called Shangjun, you called Shangxiao, and I will be your brother in the future! "
"Brother?" Wu Yan smiled at her sister who became more dreary after the hair was tied up, and asked inexplicably, "Why can't we surname Wu? Why do you want to be a brother?"
Because women cannot protect you!
Because a woman cannot avenge her father!
Because women in this world can't stand up!
Because women cannot convince them in the world of men!
Too much because she was too unwilling, and she couldn't and wouldn't laugh at her.
Laughing should live in sunshine and laughter, just like her name. Father and mother, rest assured, Xun Jun will do it.
As for revenge, it is her business. One day without revenge on her father, she is not worthy to be called Wu Yanjun!
I patted my sister's head, and I smiled perfunctoryly: "The emperor is looking for the descendants of the Wu family. We must change to a surname. I will run away in the future. It is more convenient for me to be a man."
偌 smiled and understood, but he obediently replied, "Well, I listen to my sister."
"Called brother." Wu Rongjun stood up, clutched at Xiao's shoulder tightly, and explained, "I will be an older brother regardless of my predecessors and ancestors, remember?"
Xun Jun's sharp eyes were scared and he shrank his shoulders, and nodded back, "Remember. Brother!"
I know that what she said and done today made me laugh, but she was also forced to do so. She sighed and hugged her sister in her arms. Finally, she looked at the lonely grave without a monument. She did not look back and left the place where her heart was broken.
From today, it will be her journey alone, and she is already him!