Chapter 67: Autumn of Maple Leaf

Riven sat up abruptly, panting. Her eyes kept wide open, and her pupils shrank slightly. Tensions and restless emotions filled my heart.
"Xiao Feng..." Riven, who hadn't fully recovered from her drowsiness with her eyes rolling around, seemed to suddenly remember something.
She staggered off the bed, got up in embarrassment and looked around the strange room.
"Hotel?"
Riven squirmed her thin, chapped, pale lips, squinting her eyes slightly, thinking about what happened during this period of time.
In order to save her, Ye Feng risked his death and broke into Xinjid's mansion. Both of them were trapped in the underground passage where Xinjid released the biochemical barrage. She abolished Kendo again...
Destroying Kendo? Riven's heart twisted like a knife. She glanced at the round table in the room, her rune sword lying quietly on the table.
Feeling ups and downs, Riven stumbled to the table. Picking up the rune sword on the table, she also found a yellowed letter paper under the sword.
"Xiao Feng is not dead..." With a heartbeat, Riven picked up the letter paper nervously. Her hands were shaking, she slowly opened the folded letter paper.
After reading the contents on the letter paper, Riven's eyes suddenly filled with mist. This letter was written by Ye Feng before he left, and it is also written by Ye Feng.
The letter said that Ye Feng did not give up on the day the two were trapped in the underground passage waiting to turn into corpse water. To protect Riven, Ye Feng inhaled an excessive amount of poisonous gas, and his whole body was infected with dark green toxin. He accidentally opened the portal and took Riven out and found an inn. It's a pity that the poisonous gas in Ye Feng's body has been immersed in the internal organs. In order to prevent it from being transmitted to Riven, he left alone.
Riven wept silently and crumpled the letter paper into a ball and held it in her palm, her heart full of sadness and despair.
"Xingid..." Riven's choked voice was full of hoarse voices, and anger surged in her heart.
In her opinion, Ye Feng is probably already very bad luck. She personally killed Ye Feng's parents, and indirectly killed Ye Feng. The more she thought about it, the more guilt she felt in her heart.
In anger, the sword energy in Riven's body quietly released. Feeling the sword energy in his body, Riven was surprised at first, and then happy.
"I didn't expect Xinjid's potion and my self-defeating sword energy to cancel each other out, but instead restored my strength..."
Riven stroked the blade lightly and muttered.
"Singid... I vowed to kill you to avenge my brother!"
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The leaves are withered, and the wind is zero. One red maple leaf floats this life.
Yasuo sits on the top of the maple tree, playing his flute. The sound of the flute is low and melodious, accompanied by the rustling autumn wind, with a hint of desolation.
Perhaps the clothes were too thin, and Yasuo tightened his blue shirt. Looking towards the eastern sky, a faint ray of golden light appeared before his eyes.
This is the first few nights he has been wandering outside? Yasuo let out a suffocating breath, watching the sun slowly rising in his eyes.
"Today is the last day of autumn. After today, you won't be able to see the beauty of the red maple dancing, Riven..."
Yasuo put away his flute and looked into the courtyard by the tree. This is Xinjid's residence. He has a hunch that Riven will come to Xinjid today.
However, for Yasuo, the feud between Riven and Xinjid could not affect him to avenge Riven. He took out his flute and began to play a bleak tune again.
He quietly enjoyed the last hint of autumn, if he could wait for that person, it would be even more beautiful...
The brilliant golden light gradually began to shine on the entire land, dispelling the cold of the night. However, under the blowing of the autumn breeze, the sun and the wind soften each other, pouring into the body and mind of every creature with a sense of coolness.
The sun shines through the red maple leaves and falls into the shadow of the maple trees. This psychedelic beautiful scene is really fascinating.
Riven stood quietly outside the gate of Xinjid's mansion, and a red maple fell from the branch and fell on her shoulder.
This scene reminded her of He Ye Feng's days in the Red Maple Forest, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.
But it's not a time to remember, Riven rushed over before dawn, not to appreciate the scenery in front of Xinjid's house.
She came to avenge her brother!
Thinking of this, Riven's eyes flashed with cold light, and her right hand took out the Rune Sword behind her back.
Although it is a broken sword, it is enough to kill Xinjid!
As soon as she stepped into the door, a deep chill hit her. Riven looked suspiciously at the maple tree outside the door, but didn't notice anything.
It should be an illusion of being too nervous, right? Riven no longer pursued the chill just now, and walked towards Xinjid's house.
However, after Riven left the front yard, Yasuo's figure gradually appeared on the treetops. Yasuo leaned against the tree trunk, looking at the direction Riven was leaving, lost in thought.
On the way to Singid’s house, Noxian soldiers patrolled from time to time. But in the eyes of Riven, a former assassin and general, it was fragile. She knocked out all the soldiers easily and threw them into the grass.
The reason why I didn't kill them was because Riven didn't want to add more sins to herself. It was not her intention to let more people die because of her grievances with Sinjid.
To be able to not kill innocent people, this is her own way of salvation. Although this is insignificant compared to her previous crimes, she can only use her life to pay back.
Before she knew it, Riven came to the front of Xinjid's house, and she could feel Xinjid's breath in this room.
After so many years, she finally waited for this new life...
If it weren't for Xinjid, she would not be reduced to self-exile and constantly seek the way of salvation. Riven looked at the room coldly, killing Ling Ran in her heart.
For the pure Noxian philosophy in my heart...for Xiaofeng...and to cut off the past me...
Sinjid...you must die!
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"Tick Tick"!
The bright red blood had not yet dried up, dripping from the broken Rune Sword.
Looking at Xinjid's body, Riven's eyes flashed with mixed emotions. For so many years, she has been living in fear of Sinjid, not fear of her own strength, but his methods.
Over the years, she has been avoiding the past. To this day, she no longer escapes, using her own way to say goodbye to her past self.
Riven let out a long sigh of relief. She felt like a prisoner who had broken free from the shackles and escaped from the caged bird. From today, she can live better.
Looking outside the open door, the beautiful maple trees are constantly rustling in the wind.
However, at this moment, the red maple leaf fell down at this moment, and a whistling flute sound was supported by the maple leaf and came to Riven's side. The sound of the flute is like that cuckoo crying blood, desolate and desolate, with the sorrow and hurt of the owner of the flute, speaking across the boundaries of time and space.
Smelling the sound of the flute, Riven picked up the complicated mood after Singed with the blade, and the heartstrings that had just loosened tightened again.
Shame involuntarily flooded Riven's heart.
Riven looked at the blood-stained rune blade. For some reason, she seemed to see countless ghosts that died of the blade spewing out of it with the sound of the flute. The blood-stained people reached out to her with dry hands, as if calling her to hell.
Riven shook her head, her eyes returned to the same as before, indifferent like autumn breeze, with a hint of coolness. She slowly walked out of the house and looked at Yasuo who was playing the flute on the maple tree.
If anyone is also practising the sword intent of the wind, and is very concerned about her. So except for Yasuo who was expelled from Ionia 19 years ago, there was no one else.
It seems that he has discovered the truth, knowing that she is the one who framed him. Unexpectedly, she was just about to put everything down and met the debt collector again. Riven shook his head with a wry smile.
Riven suddenly felt relieved again. Perhaps dying under Yasuo's sword was the best ending for her. However, she will still do her best to appreciate the swordsmanship of Yasuo, who is known as a strong wind swordsman, and the sword of the wind that she has learned in her life.
After staring for a while, Riven muttered, "Yasso." The voice was so low that only she could hear it.
But with such a small voice, Yasuo seemed to have a hunch, slowly opening his closed eyes, and squinting at Riven.
Riven met Yasuo's gaze, pursing her lips and smiling slightly. She took a step forward and strode towards Yasuo. The hood on his head was lifted, and he waved his coat into the air, which moved wildly in the air.
The sound of the wind gradually rose, and rolled up the red maple and dust on the ground. Pieces of red maple drifted between Yasuo and Riven, and their hair danced with the wind.
The meeting of fate, the two standing on the top of the wind, who will have the last laugh?
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