Tyrant I am from MI9

Chapter 104

Qingxia let out a long breath, and said to the two brothers, Bumble and Nakdo: "You two go home and tell your grandma first, don't make her worry, and then bring a set of robes over here."

The two agreed and walked out.Qing Xia stayed in the camp, looking at the sallow young man, when he performed CPR on him just now, he clearly saw countless wounds on his body, including arrow wounds and knife wounds, countless.Such a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, who did such a murderous hand to him?Why is there a painting of Lin Mubai on his body?
At this time, the feeling of being watched suddenly arises, Qing Xia turns to look.I saw that the young man had woken up, but he didn't speak a word, he just looked at her coldly, in his eyes, there were inquiry, observation, caution, and a trace of careful precautions.Like a wolf caught in a trap, the first reaction was not to pounce, but to carefully observe the surrounding situation.Qing Xia has no doubts that if she shows even the slightest bit of ferocity now, this young man will definitely rush up like a leopard to fight her desperately, maybe before that, she will overturn the charcoal fire and throw a handful of dirt at herself.

The deeply sunken eye sockets showed traces of wind and frost on his thin cheeks. Qing Xia looked at the young man's probing eyes and smiled slightly, but her heart slowly rose a little bitterly. In the troubled times, wanting to survive, It's really tough.

"It was my two younger brothers who found you. What's your name?"

Qing Xia tried her best to speak in the warmest voice, but the vigilant look on the young man's face didn't subside a bit, instead he asked even more coldly: "You are the one in the painting."

Not a question, but an absolute affirmation.Qing Xia knew that it was useless to say anything else, so she took a deep breath, nodded and said: "Yes, I had a relationship with Mrs. Lin Mubai once, I also want to know, where did you get this painting from?" of."

"Master Lin Mubai from the Museum of Literature and History?" The young man raised his brows lightly, showing a bit of heroism, his long and narrow eyes were half-closed and slowly closed, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about something, after a while After a while, he opened it again, nodded and said, "Sure enough, it's Mr. Lin's painting style."

"Then this painting?" Qing Xia frowned, opened her mouth carefully after deliberation, and finally asked in a deep voice: "Where did you get it?"

The young man squinted at Qing Xia, silently, it seemed that he didn't intend to answer her words.He was dressed in tattered and dirty clothes, but he couldn't conceal his youthful and outstanding aura. He stood up suddenly, straightened his back, fixedly looked into Qing Xia's eyes, and carefully sized her up. , suddenly said in a deep voice: "It is also fate to see you. I dare not forget the kindness of saving my life. I will leave without saying thank you." After saying that, he opened the curtain and wanted to go out.

"Stop!" Qing Xia yelled suddenly, her hand was like lightning, and she grabbed the young man's thin shoulder.Seeing that his brows were furrowed instantly, he couldn't help but relax his palms.Taking a closer look, his shoulders were slightly bloodshot, and he was seriously injured.

"I don't ask who you are. The sky is high here and the emperor is far away. You don't have to worry about being chased and killed. You are so badly injured. You will die if you go out in nine cold days." Qing Xia said in a deep voice, her eyes flickered, and there was a clear expression in her eyes. With a hint of blazing.

The young man clenched his hands tightly, and there was a slight pain between his brows and eyes. After a long time, he still shook his head and said softly, "Thank you for your kindness, but I still can't stay here."

"Where can you go?" Qing Xia suddenly stood up from the ground, grabbed the boy's wrist, and said sharply: "If you have a place to go, you won't run outside the pass!"

A trace of sadness suddenly rose slowly from her chest, and many past events rushed into her mind. She tightly held the boy's hand, and the deep guilt and self-blame ate away at her like a huge worm. Heart, the boy turned his head strangely, raising his brows slightly.

"Do you think you don't tell me who you are? I can't guess it?" Qing Xia's complexion was calm, she smiled lightly, clasped the young man's hand tightly with both hands, and finally said in a deep voice: "Your brother and I, and Your sister is all friends."

The young man suddenly turned his head and looked at Qing Xia fixedly. After a long time, a layer of water mist suddenly appeared in his bright eyes. He turned his head hastily, and a drop of water fell on Qing Xia along his thin chin. Xia's hands.

"I know everything." Qing Xia held the boy's hand tightly, and said in a firm tone: "I have no skills, I can't save them, but now, I can't leave you alone."

The wind howled outside, like a ferocious beast.The world is so vast, and the individual's ability is small and humble, but such a coincidence gave her a chance to forgive her sins, Qing Xia took a deep breath, and said softly: "Stay here to heal your wounds, what do you want to do in the future, I will won't stop you."

"Jema Agu, we are back!"

The curtain was opened with a bang, and the wind and sunlight from outside poured in together.

This night, it was the first time in more than a year that she dreamed of Chu Li.

It was pitch black in the dream, with only a pale chasing light above his head. Chu Li's wide robe with large sleeves, brocade clothes, and bright dragon robe had a suffocating low air pressure.In the dream, he didn't seem to be able to see himself, everything was like a still picture, he was sitting on the golden throne in the imperial city of Shengdu, surrounded by a dead black background like the deep sea.Qing Xia's breathing became short of breath, she seemed to know that she was in a dream, but it seemed to be real, it was so real everywhere, Chu Li's face was as cold as a blade, his eyes, like The darkest sea seemed calm on the surface as if it had frozen, but inside it was rolling with monstrous waves.

Suddenly, the door of the main hall opened suddenly, and fierce air rushed in. Outside the hall, a single epiphyllum bloomed instantly, and the pure white flower looked like a coquettish poppy in the dark night.Qing Xia turned her head and stared at the coquettish flower, but suddenly saw Xilin Yuqiao stepping out of the flower. She was dressed in a white warrior uniform, her head was raised proudly, she had a bright smile of a young girl and a full-bodied smile. With confidence, she walked into the hall step by step, and slowly stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to get closer to Chu Li.But at this moment, countless sharp arrows whizzed from the gate of the palace, piercing through her body like locusts, just like before, blood flowed all over the golden palace, staining the white petals, slowly Spread over Qingxia's ankles.

Qing Xia covered her mouth tightly, wanting to scream loudly, but her throat seemed to be hoarse, unable to make any sound.She stretched out her trembling hand, trying to grab Xilin Yuqiao's white wrist, but the distance that seemed to be close at hand seemed as far away as the sky.Qing Xia's whole body was icy cold, she wanted to raise her head and question Chu Li loudly, but at this moment, Chu Li's face suddenly trembled like water waves.His skin is aging rapidly, and wrinkled and wrinkled reptiles spread on his forehead and neck, his hair instantly turned gray, his palms were as dry as orange peels, and his whole body shriveled in an instant, as if after dozens of years. The erosion of years of wind and rain has lost the brilliance of life.Suddenly, a sharp arrow suddenly pierced through his chest, Qing Xia opened his eyes wide, and saw the sallow young man with a gloomy expression, slowly pulling out the sword from Chu Li's body.

Bright red blood spread on the golden throne, Qing Xia looked at Chu Li in disbelief, as if someone had gouged out her heart with a knife, there was a huge hole, the cold wind swished in, her whole body was cold.

At this moment, the old Chu Li slowly raised his head, looked at Qing Xia with dull eyes, shook his head with a wry smile, his voice was hoarse like a knife had cut a bronze drum.

"Also, do you hate me?"

With a puff, Chu Li's body turned into a piece of fly ash and disappeared on the throne.

There was a real pain in Qingxia's heart, she covered her mouth tightly, but she still couldn't restrain the sharp screams that filled the golden hall, like a desperate beast, making the last cry of her life.

Sitting up suddenly, I realized that it was just a dream.

The clothes were already wet with sweat, and the hair was also wet. The room was a little cold at night, and the leaky windows were blowing cold wind inside.Qingxia put on a jacket and got out of bed, went to the charcoal brazier and added some charcoal, then clamped the brazier with clips, lifted the curtain, and walked towards the west room.

This is the wing room of Aunt Duo Yihua's house. Qingxia used to live alone, but now Xi Linchen also lives in it.

Being able to find the orphan of the Xilin family is also a great comfort for Qingxia.On the Xihei wasteland that day, regardless of her own injuries, Qingxia desperately searched for the whereabouts of Xilin Yu and the child several times, but ultimately failed.Unexpectedly, a year later, fate made them meet here.

Qing Xia didn't ask about Xi Linyu's whereabouts, maybe she knew the result vaguely, but she just didn't want to confirm it.Most of the time, she can't do anything, there's only so much she can do.

Inside the thick cotton curtains, the room was cold, the brazier had already been extinguished, Qing Xia put down the brazier in his hand, and added some carbon to the one that was extinguished, and after a while, the room became warmer.

She walked lightly to the edge of the heated kang, and when she touched it, it was icy cold.This house has been unoccupied for a long time, the kang hole is full of ashes, and it is not very hot when it is burned, Qing Xia stuffed the charcoal brazier along the hole, squatted in front and watched carefully, after about a cup of tea At the same time, I reached out and touched it again, and it was already warming up.

The moonlight outside the window was bright and clear, against the white snow, with a bright light.She lowered her head and looked at the young man's eyebrows and eyes, and felt that he looked very much like Xilin Yu, with a slight resemblance to Xilin Yuqiao at the corner of his nose and mouth.In fact, she didn't have any deep friendship with Xilin's family. She only met Xilin brothers and sisters a few times, but Xilin Yuqiao died because of her in the end.

(End of this chapter)