Ruan Meiren threatened in her voice, her black eyes blazing, "If you take two steps, I will destroy your hands. If you dare to leave this house without my consent, I will break your legs."
Gu Ziyu lowered his head and chuckled, packed his bags, and walked forward with long steps——
Ruan Meiren watched him take a step, grabbed his arm with one hand, her eyes remained unchanged, and without looking back, she cut off the middle finger of Gu Ziyu's left hand with a click.
Gu Ziyu groaned, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and continued walking forward.
In the second step, Ruan Meiren raised her palm and struck down, breaking his left arm, and the arm bones made a crisp sound.
Gu Ziyu couldn't bear the pain, and finally screamed, her body trembling violently, and the package fell to the ground along with her broken left hand.
"Stop."
Ruan Meiren was always leaning half sideways, her black hair covering his eyes. She couldn't see his expression clearly, but she could feel a slight tremor under the cold voice, "Gu Ziyu, stop."
Gu Ziyu held her left arm with her right hand and ran towards the door with all her strength.
Ruan Meiren waved her sleeves and struck him on the right calf.
This blow did not hurt any muscles or bones, but it caused Gu Ziyu to kneel down and was unable to stand up again for the time being.
"Now beg me, tell me to stay and I will spare you."
Ruan Meiren slowly turned around, looked at Gu Ziyu lying on the ground and said softly, "You can ignore all the deceptions you have done to me..."
Leave.
As long as you stay.
Yu'er, say something and leave it behind.
Please...
Gu Ziyu turned around and saw Master's white clothes swaying gently, the gauze curtain beads on the wide fire red bed curtain behind him were still swaying, and the transparent beaded flower curtain made a crisp tinkling sound just like last night...
With the light behind his back, the master looked down at him happily. His face was extremely blurry, and all he could see was the bright red of the cinnabar that was weeping blood.
He was cruel and answered weakly: "I will not stay. Even if you force, threaten, and use all kinds of means, no one in this world will be willing to stay with you. No one...will stay with someone like you."
…”
Words are like hard rocks, they remain firm and never change.
No one will stay with someone like you.
Ruan Meiren's body trembled slightly.
At this time, the gauze curtain beside the window lifted up with the wind, covering half of the window and blocking the dazzling light.
Gu Ziyu's words suddenly stopped at his lips... He saw two tears welling up on Ruan Meiren's face.
One, between the forehead.
One, in the corner of the eye.
He cried...
He stood there, with an innocence that was inconsistent with that Yao Shao's face, shedding tears, looking at himself sadly, the corners of his lips moving silently, repeating two boring words.
Yu'er...
Yu'er...
Don't go...
Gu Ziyu's heart suddenly hurt.
He saw Ruan Meiren stretching out her hand and starting to approach him, her steps staggering a bit and praying a bit. The terrifying and cold temperament she had before disappeared completely in an instant, leaving only a heart-wrenching pity.
.
Gu Ziyu was very doubtful. The moment he stretched out his hand, he would raise his hand to grab it as stupidly as he did when he was a child, throw himself into his arms and call him master obediently.
No! He never wants to continue such a terrible life, and he will never let his miserable self repeat it again. He wants to leave, he must leave!
At the moment when Ruan Meiren was about to approach, Gu Ziyu suddenly grabbed the wooden chair next to him and threw it at Ruan Meiren with the last bit of his strength. He climbed up with difficulty, limped, and rushed down quickly while holding on to his arms.
Floor, and disappeared in front of the inn in the blink of an eye.
Ruan Meiren only had Gu Ziyu in her eyes. Unexpectedly, the wooden chair hit him squarely on the chest, forcing him to take two steps back and tremble.
He turned his head and looked out the window at the figure of Gu Ziyu stumbling out of the inn in a panic, but he did not chase after him like before.
He stood where he was, motionless.
He was like a peerless stone statue, standing there dejected and lost his mind.
The clothes on his chest were blown up by the wind, and he could only see two knife marks as big as the mouth of a bowl on his chest. One was old and still scary. The other was bandaged not long ago. I don't know whether it was because the scar had not completely healed, or
Because he had just received a heavy blow, there was a shocking layer of blood shining through him, and there were blood drops dripping down, quickly coloring his white clothes...
He held his chest and slowly squatted down, as if he was in pain.
His eyes, which were usually full of glory, became darker and darker... and finally seemed to have fallen into a lightless valley, finally losing all his energy and hope.
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Pali didn't know that Xuanli didn't lie at all. When she was drunk, she really didn't recognize people and their feelings. She deliberately poured wine into the bathing barrel and pushed him down when she was taking off her clothes. She didn't want to pull him out again.
When he came up, he was already drunk. As soon as Pali finished dressing him, he drunkenly ran around Langya Palace. Within a moment, he couldn't find anyone. Pali was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
, people began to look for their own men.
When she was searching near the palace gate, she met Tianliang who was going up the mountain. After telling Tianliang about the situation, Tianliang said goodbye and worried. Xuanli must be in Langye Mountain.
Tianliang went back to his room, took out the Xuanxiu that Xiao Baozi gave him, and after a while of laborious sensing, he and Pali finally found the sleeping Xuanli in a cave in the back mountain of Langxie.
When the two of them walked in, they saw Xuanli holding a sword in one hand and holding something in the other, with a heavy expression on his face as he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
"Why are you sleeping here?"
Pali stepped forward to help Xuanli up, held Xuanli's head in her arms, touched his red face and said distressedly: "It's my fault. I will never drink you this stupid wine again. Come back to the room with me."
Take a rest, it’s windy here.”
Xuanli was drunk and unconscious, unable to answer, so Tianliang and Pali carried and supported him back to the guest room, and ordered Qiu Ling to cook a sobering soup.
When Pali and Tianliang put Xuanli on the couch, the thing they were holding tightly in their arms suddenly fell off the couch with a snap.
Tianliang picked up the thing and saw that it was a sword manual.
Pali explained aloud while covering Xuanli: "He has always treasured this sword manual very much. I want to see it. He doesn't want to show it to me on weekdays. He keeps it carefully. I wonder if it belongs to his Jin family."
I don’t like to practice swordsmanship, and I lost interest after asking for it a few times. If I hadn’t been drunk now, I probably wouldn’t have witnessed the Jin family’s secret sword skills with my own eyes..."
"This is not the Jin family's sword manual."
Tianliang suddenly interrupted her. After opening the blue cover with no words or notes, he looked at the handwritten words and his hands trembled slightly, "This is..."