Shaojun riding the sea

Chapter 204: Interception in the Bamboo Forest
"If Shixi hears these words of yours, he doesn't know what to think. If you ask me, he should have killed your little lover a long time ago, so as not to make you sink deeper and deeper and be bewitched into what you are today! "

The cold and sarcastic words echoed in the mourning hall, causing Shi Xuanling's expression to change, and she immediately saw Lan Yubai's intention. She hurriedly said: "Pei Shixi promised me not to touch A Yue, and you must not try to trick him. Otherwise I will never show mercy to you, I will do what I say!”

"This boy is really lucky. You and Jiu Niang are protecting him like this, but he is a descendant of the Yue family. It's just God's will."

Lan Yubai's eyes were dark. When Shi Xuanling wanted to say something, he had already said coldly: "She said she really loved me. She was so stupid. She was hopelessly stupid."

The cold wind howled outside the mourning hall. Lan Yubai raised his eyes and stared straight at the dark coffin in front of him. He smiled coldly, with a twisted joy on his handsome face:

"This stupid woman loves to listen to plays the most, but she doesn't know that I have been acting with her for so long, and she really got into the play. Unfortunately, I never loved her. I was just using her from beginning to end. She is dead. It just so happens that no one is in my way anymore, I can do what I need to do without any scruples, and no one can stop me anymore..."

Listening to those deliberately crazy words and looking at the white hair as cold as snow, Shi Xuanling suddenly felt an unspeakable sadness for a moment. She knew that there was no need to persuade her any more. She could not wake up a "believer" who was deceiving himself. .

But when she stood up and wrapped her cloak tightly, the moment she was about to step out of the mourning hall, Shi Xuanling faced the wind and snow coming from the sky. She couldn't help but take a deep breath. She turned around and faced the people in the hall. The figure said word by word:

"You have worn the mask for a long time. Don't really forget your original appearance. People are not completely unconscious when they are lying in a coffin. My sister can hear what you say. It doesn't matter if you lie to yourself. Don't lie to her anymore. You've hurt her enough in this life, don't let her go to hell."

The wind and snow howled, pouring into the hall. It was long after Shi Xuanling left that the figure in front of the coffin moved, slowly got up, and opened the coffin lid little by little.

Lan Yubai stared at the man in the coffin expressionlessly for an unknown amount of time. His expression was dull and silent. He seemed to have suddenly thought of something and actually made a shocking move.

With a flick of his sleeves, he turned over and lay directly in the coffin, lying next to the long-dead Ning Jiu Niang.

With the inner strength poured out, the coffin lid closed with a sound, and finally, his world became dark.

At this time, no one could see or hear. Through the thick coffin lid, like a barrier between the world and the underworld, an extremely suppressed cry came from inside. During this long snowy night, In, it didn’t stop for a long time.

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The morning light is faint, the snow is like silver, mist is lingering in the bamboo forest, and the branches and leaves are hung with cold frost and snow. Looking from a distance, the vast white space between the sky and the earth is endlessly lonely.

The carriage of the Lan family came slowly, and Ning Jiu Niang's coffin was about to be transported back to Youzhou. Lan Yubai sat on the horse, the morning breeze blew through his white hair, his face was calm, only a trace of light shone in his eyes. Absence and trance.

It was still the bamboo forest where he came from, but there were three members of his family when he came, but he was the only one left when he returned. For some reason, a voice suddenly rang in his ears at such a moment:
"You clearly love her deeply, but for the sake of the so-called covenant, you use her, hurt her, and let her die in despair with her children. You are obviously a living person with flesh and blood, emotions and desires, why do you want to become a member of the Feng clan? Where is the knife for revenge? Have you lived your whole life just for others?"

The fire phoenix totem engraved on his chest seemed to be burning hot, reminding Lan Yubai not to waver at all. He stretched out his hand, looked at his intertwined palm prints, breathed out a sigh of relief, and finally just murmured. Said to himself:
"Mother Jiu, do you think everything I have done... is worth it?"

There was silence all around, and naturally no one would answer his questions. But not far from the bamboo forest, in the snow, Lan Yubai raised his head and saw an "old friend". His pupils moved slightly, and Lan Yubai slowly raised the corners of his lips and smiled meaningfully. He knew that he would definitely come.

The young man was dressed in black clothes, carrying a long sword on his back, and wearing a high ponytail. He stood among the bamboo groves with an indifferent look on his face and a murderous look on his body, just like the sharpest and unstoppable sword light in the snow——

It was Yue Wujiu who had been waiting for a long time and guarded the only way through this bamboo forest in advance, coming to intercept Lan Yubai!
"Ah Yue, you're still here."

Lan Yubai's horse stopped. Across the snowy sky, he looked at Yue Wujiu from afar. Behind him was the meandering Lan family's motorcade, and the dark car containing Ning Jiu Niang's body. Coffin.

Yue Wujiu's handsome face was as cold as ice, and he exuded a lonely aura, like a fierce mountain beast, but in fact, he was still suffering from a high fever, dragging his sick body, and did not wake up Shi Xuanling, but was alone Xingye quietly went out and went to this bamboo forest to squat for operations.

This is the only way for the Lan family team to pass, and he knows that this will also be his last chance.

If he really lets the tiger go back to the mountains and waits for Lan Yubai to return to Youzhou and his own territory, then it will be as difficult as climbing to heaven if he looks for another opportunity to take revenge.

He did not tell anyone about this operation, nor did he ask Shen Qianjun's brothers to help him, because he would have to live with a narrow escape, and there would be no return. He was the only orphan of the Yue family, and he should avenge this revenge alone without being involved. others.

He even wrote his suicide note early in the morning and put it on his pillow before setting off. Those were what he wanted to say to his mother and Xiao Lingdang. They were the only concerns he couldn't let go of, but no matter how reluctant he was to let go, he could only bear to dig them out. Heartbroken, I took up pen to write a farewell sentence.

My wife announced the bell, but he still called her that way. He still had many things he wanted to do with her. He hadn't gone with her to pick up her mother's remains, hadn't accompanied her to find her hometown, hadn't gone back with her. Go to Yunzhou Island and return to the Lanxin courtyard where they once lived, the home that only belongs to the two of them.

And the rainbow that penetrated the sun as promised could only be seen in a dream. He was unwilling to break his promise. If she rang the bell in the future, even if only his soul was left, he would definitely cross thousands of mountains and rivers and appear here. By her side, he will always protect her.

The wind whimpered, as if it was also playing an elegy for the young man. Yue Wujiu even vaguely heard the crisp ringing of bells in his ears. The corners of his eyes turned faintly red, and he withdrew his mind and met Lan Yubai's gaze.

In the stormy sky, the young man slowly pulled out the long sword on his back. He said coldly: "I'm here to see my sister off on her last journey, and I'm here to seek justice for my family."

Lan Yubai sat on the horse and sneered: "Of course I know what you are here to do today, but do you think that one person and one sword can take my life?"

His white hair was flying in the wind, making his originally handsome and elegant face look a little more gloomy. He looked down at Yue Wujiu from above, like a god looking down at a small and humble ant.

"Good brother, you came here alone. Should my brother-in-law say that you are brave and wise, or that you are stupid and want to die?"

"I came to intercept you today, and I never thought about going back alive." Yue Wujiu pointed the Wanxin sword at Lan Yubai. The light of the sword reflected his handsome features, and every word he said was clear. The ground echoed in the snow: "Dongmu's royal law cannot judge you, I will judge you!"

"Lan Yubai, suffer death!"