It was still the setting sun. Meng Xiuming was leaning against a bamboo. The cold winter sun shone on everything, reflecting half of Meng Xiuming's delicate face. He looked like a person who had walked out of a painting, quietly looking into the distance. It was as if the secular world had nothing to do with him. Below him was Maverick's teahouse. For some reason, he had come to this place again.
Was he still thinking about what had just happened?
"Such a flamboyant, arrogant, and arrogant red-clothed Shadowthorn will also have a time of sadness?”Qi Fang walked over. His voice was very distant, and it reached Meng Xiuming's ears." I want to know if you came here to find out something.”
Meng Xiuming looked at the waning sun on the horizon and faintly said,"It's said that the know-it-all in the pugilistic world knows everything. You know my purpose, but Meng Xiuming has a request.”
Maverick said in disbelief,"Xiang Qiu, you said beg, but you actually said such words. I think you must have encountered something, right?”
"What's going on with Little Seven? I've always heard Xiao Yu talk about her, but I don't know why, and I know nothing about her.”Meng Xiuming said calmly.
" I have no comment regarding Little Seven." " There are some things that can't be said," Maverick said."”
Meng Xiuming turned his face away and stared straight at Qifang. The two of them looked at each other in silence. It was impossible to tell whether Meng Xiuming's expression was angry or something else.
"Xiao Yu is too stubborn. There are some things that could have been left unsaid, and his days could still have been fine, but he is too bold, always wanting to find out the truth, no matter what or who. Have you already laid your hands on him?”Maverick said.
Wandering Know-it-all in Jianghu seemed to really know everything. He had just made a move on Xiao Yu, and he already knew about this.
Seeing Meng Xiuming's expression, Qi Fang had already guessed a little and said,""With your temper, you won't allow Xiao Yu to act so recklessly, but can you really forget him?”
Meng Xiuming said," He won't die. The one he can't forget is Little Seven, and Little Seven will only live in his memories. I, Meng Xiuming, am just a passer-by in his life. Whether or not I can forget him is not up to me."”
"So what if it's Little Seven? So what if it was Meng Xiuming? Isn't it you that Xiao Yu can't forget?”
"He can love Little Seven, or even any woman, but he can't fall in love with Meng Xiuming.”Meng Xiuming's tone was cold." Since Boss is unwilling to tell me, then I'll take my leave."”
Meng Xiuming flew away from the bamboo, and behind him came Qifang's sigh.""There are actually such a lovestruck man and woman in this world. You won't have a good ending.”
After flying for a while, Meng Xiuming stopped again and threw the thing in his hand to the shadow that had been following him closely.
"This is the antidote. Give it to him once every hour. After six hours, the poison will be cured and there will be no threat to his life.”Meng Xiuming said," Don't follow me anymore.”
With a search, the packet of antidote was taken by the other hand and said,"Why did you do this? Why did you have to hurt him again?”
"Xiao Jiu." Meng Xiuming called out faintly,"How long have you been following Xiao Yu?"”
Xiao Jiu didn't know why Meng Xiuming asked this question, but it still replied,"Close to six years."
"Why should I follow him?"
"Six years ago, Little Jiu was at a dead end. It was Young Master who saved me and taught me martial arts, allowing me to survive.”
Meng Xiu Ming turned around. Xiao Jiu was dressed in black and standing opposite him. It was not as funny as it usually was, but had a serious expression.
"Six years, you should have figured out Xiao Yu's temper. He's too bold, he wants to change me, he wants to turn me into another person in his memories, he won't give up until he gets what he wants. He's very stubborn, more stubborn than anyone else, but I can't change, and I can't change.”Meng Xiuming said unhurriedly," You're very smart. You should know this. If it weren't for Xiao Yu, you might be another Xiao Yu.”
"Little Nine is just Little Nine and will never become another Young Master. Young Master Meng, you must have your reasons for doing this, but do you really not regret it?”
"Maybe, but there is no other choice.”
In the cold wind, Little Nine flew away, leaving Meng Xiuming alone in the forest. The sunlight wasn't strong, but Meng Xiuming felt that it was so dazzling that his eyes hurt. He felt like crying. He slowly raised his head and let his tears flow back. He couldn't cry. He couldn't cry.
Because someone told him that no matter what, he couldn't cry.
"Don't cry. What's the use of crying? You can't even master the simplest sword technique.”Shang Yunshi shouted. The little child was kneeling in the snow. His entire body was cold. He was about to freeze.
"Master, I beg you, don't fight anymore.”The little child was begging for mercy, but the whip still fell like raindrops.
"Tell me, will you still be soft-hearted in the future?”The man shouted.
"No, I won't. I won't be soft-hearted anymore. I'll kill anyone who wants to hurt me.”The little child's heartless answer was accompanied by the gradually fading cries and the whistling of the wind. Those words were like a steel knife that ruthlessly cut across the snowy mountain.
"Yunshi, he's still a child. Do you have to be like this?”Another man came, Meng Qixing said.
"Hall Master, if I had been merciful now, Little Meng wouldn't have become the new generation of red-robed shadow killers in the future. Isn't it your idea to become a famous and terrifying killer?”Shang Yunshi asked.
Meng Qixing looked at the child who was shivering in the cold wind, gritted his teeth and left.
Shang Yunshi also left.
The child was still kneeling.
His body was covered in snow. When he opened his eyes again, he was like an ice statue. He had no tears or emotions. He wanted to kill everyone who had hurt him. He could not be merciful or cry.
"Kill me, kill me, and you'll be the new red-robed shadow killer.”Shang Yunshi, who was lying on the ground, shouted.
"Why, why do you want to die?”Meng Xiuming gripped his sword and stood coldly in front of Shang Yunshi, just as the latter was standing coldly in front of him.
"Because I don't deserve to live anymore.”Shang Yunshi said," Every Seven Star Shadow Killer killed their master and stepped on their master's corpse to get here. If you don't kill me, you will never be able to become a Red Specter Shadow Killer and you will never be able to kill those who have hurt you.”
Meng Xiuming raised his sword, but it did not fall down for a long time. Just as he was lost in his thoughts, Shang Yunshi came up from the ground and grabbed Meng Xiuming's neck. He could not breathe, and he could not see the world clearly. Was he going to die?
No, he couldn't die. Shang Yunshi said fiercely,""I already told you not to be soft-hearted, or else you would be the one to die, but you didn't listen.”
No, he couldn't die. With his last bit of strength, he stabbed Shang Yunshi's back. Blood splattered on the snowy mountain ground. Shang Yunshi's hand slowly loosened. Meng Xiuming clutched his neck. He could breathe again. Shang Yunshi fell to the ground, his face ashen. He was still mumbling,"Always be merciful to your enemies.”
Meng Xiuming knelt down and cried as he hugged Shang Yunshi in his arms. He shouted,"Master, Master."
His tears fell on Shang Yunshi's face. Shang Yunshi's breathing was weak as he said,"Little Meng, don't cry. You can't cry. You did it. You're about to become an outstanding Seven Star Shadow Killer.”
Shang Yunshi wanted to reach out to wipe away Meng Xiuming's tears, but his hand hung in mid-air and fell straight down, no longer breathing.
The snowstorm on the snowy mountain was still raging. Meng Xiuming kowtowed three times to Shang Yunshi's grave and walked down the snowy mountain without looking back.
He began his new life.
Crack! It was the sound of the wind breaking the branches.
Meng Xiuming walked with faint footsteps. With his keen intuition, he sensed that someone was approaching him.
Meng Xiuming frowned slightly." Why are you following me again? Didn't I tell you to leave?”
"Let's go. Where are we going?" A faint and bright voice drifted into Meng Xiuming's ears along with the cold wind. The person was walking towards her with light steps and a half-smile.
Meng Xiu Ming turned his head to look. The person who had come was dressed exactly like him, except that his demonic red was like fire, and his green robes were like a fairy. His peerlessly beautiful face and cold gaze revealed an innate nobility and elegance. This person had saved him in the Sevenstar Pavilion the last time.
Shen Chenchen.
"Senior Brother, why are you here?”After Meng Xiuming saw who it was, he let down his guard and asked.
"Junior brother, I should be the one asking you this. Why are you here?”Shen Chenchen asked.
"Relax." Meng Xiuming spat out a very forced reason.
Shen Chenchen was puzzled for a moment, but he instantly regained his smile and said,""What could possibly trouble the great red-robed Shadow Killer?”
"I'm bored, so I came out to relax. There's nothing to worry about.”Meng Xiuming said. Shen Yangchen's faint smile piqued Meng Xiuming's curiosity." Senior Brother, why are you always smiling?”
"Although I am Shadowthorn, I have always done things according to my own ideas and never put myself in a difficult position.”
"Follow your own thoughts and don't make things difficult for yourself.”Meng Xiuming repeated Shen Chenchen's words," Senior Brother, I really envy you."”
Shen Yangchen smiled gently." Actually, there are many things I can't do. However, if I keep living in depression, wouldn't I have wasted my life? Junior Brother, you're the most outstanding of the Seven Stars Shadow Kill. How could you not even see through this?”
"I just feel that once I encounter the words Seven Stars Shadow Kill, Carefree and Happy will no longer have anything to do with it.”Meng Xiuming said.
Shen Yangchen shook his head." You're wrong. Actually, you can do it. Just don't let yourself regret it."”
"Don't let yourself regret it." Meng Xiuming turned around again. Shen Chenchen had already left, leaving behind a seemingly elegant back.
Could he really not regret it? Meng Xiuming stood there alone for a long time without saying a word or moving. Occasionally, a few returning crows would fly over his head.
Xiao Yu and Meng Xiuming still flew in that direction.
The cold wind was like a silent sigh, echoing behind him for a long time.
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