Even in the face of life and death, the voice is still as calm as usual.

Hearing this, Yue Lin and Meng Ziyan stopped.

Qi Yan sneered.

In order to deal with him, it's really a big deal...

Who is this time, the Wei family?

In order for Qi Hao to ascend to the throne, he can't wait to remove this obstacle.

Qi Hui?

Together with Qi Ye, he poisoned his own younger brother who was hiding in Yue State after his father failed to force the palace.

Or Qi Yao?

The weak trash who was raised with all kinds of care and always had a righteous face.

Or, they all joined forces to get rid of him. No matter who it is, there are too many people who want to kill him over the years...

Anyway, you didn't kill me, or I killed you.

What a dirty and boring world.

I looked at the two people with a righteous look on their faces, ready to die at any time.

A faint smile crossed the corner of Qi Yan's mouth.

To be loyal to such a monster as him.

Forget it, let these two idiots continue to struggle in this abyss of suffering. Or is it that I, the sinner who should not have existed in the world from the very beginning, broke free of the bondage as soon as possible... 

The voice was lazy and a little cold,

"Everyone saves their lives."

"Master!" 

Yue Lin and Meng Ziyan's faces changed greatly, how did they Can leave the master regardless! Just as he was about to say something...

"This is an order." Qi Yan intercepted their words and said solemnly.

Seeing Qi Yan's still indifferent expression, they understood that the master was serious. A bit of sadness crossed their faces...

"Kill!"

The black-clothed leader gave an order, and a group of black-clothed men ambushed around the cabin burst out at the same time.

"Shh! Shh!" 

The sword, light, sword and shadow were sharp, accompanied by a rain of arrows that covered the sky.

... The boat has been shot into tatters, the body of the boat is covered with red blood, the feet of the boat are piled with corpses, and the icy rainwater continues

to spread into the river, but the blood water can't flow...

The subordinates who fell to the ground and the three people who had become bloody men, the leaders in black jumped up, surrounded and suppressed them from all directions, and rushed towards them with heavy swords...

"Zheng!" 

The weapons collided and met each other. The moment he stabbed with all his strength, blood splashed, mixed in the filthy rain, and washed away in an instant.

"Ah—" 

In the blink of an eye, the leading black-clothed leader held a sword and covered his bloody throat with the other. 

"God", and finally fell down...

A pair of gloomy eyes like beasts were reflected in the snow-white sword light.

Qi Yan was covered in blood and he couldn't tell if it was his own or someone else's. The blood mixed with the rain dripped down his face and slowly dripped into the blood under his feet... 

The wind was hunting, the bloody clothes swayed, the ink hair brushed over the pale cheeks,

Qi Yan looked indifferent, the eyes were still calm, without the slightest fluctuation ...

Yue Lin and Meng Ziyan raised their faces full of rain and blood, panting and smiling and looking at each other;

...

the sound of heavy footsteps and weapons sounded, and a steady stream of men in black continued. The ground rushed towards the three of them, no matter how high their martial arts might be, but after fighting for a long time, I feel a little powerless now...

"Separate and break through." 

Qi Yan said lightly. Then he used his internal force to push the two people around him to the other side that was farther away from him.

"Master!" Yue Lin and Meng Ziyan shouted anxiously when they turned around.

Seeing this, the men in black quickly assembled, most of them targeting Qi Yan, who was standing alone by the river.

Qi Yan was instantly trapped under the heavy siege, looking at the man in black who kept rushing forward, the corner of his mouth slowly evoked an unintelligible smile. Although he was exhausted, the sword light in his hand was still shaking instinctively, and one body after another kept falling in front of him.

The rest of the men in black were stunned and did not dare to go forward for a while.

Suddenly, a black-clothed man cursed in a frenzy: "Why are you still a monster!"

Hearing this sentence, Qi Yan was suddenly stunned.

"You monster! Why don't you die!"

These words kept echoing in my ears, including the voice of a shrill woman, the voice of a boy full of maliciousness, the voice of a boy who sneered and ridiculed

... In an instant, he seemed to be surrounded by various voices, and Qi Yan couldn't help frowning.

This is the time! ! !

Seeing that Qi Yan was a little dazed for some reason, the men in black seized the gap, jumped up, and burst out at the same time.

The heavy sword swept across, blood splashing...

"Master!!" 

Yue Lin and Meng Ziyan quickly resolved the enemy in front of them, looked back and shouted in grief.

"Plop!" 

With a sound, water splashed everywhere.

The splashing river water mixed with more and more violent rain hit the faces of the people in black, vaguely blocking the sight of the people in black, and they couldn't help reaching out for a while.

The sword quickly pierced into the water again, and ripples appeared on the river surface. The person who was hit by the sword fell into the river and disappeared...

"Ah!!"

Yue Lin and Meng Ziyan agreed, shouted angrily, and instantly burst into flames, desperately fighting the men in black by the river.

The other black-clothed leaders who besieged Qi Yan commanded their subordinates while holding down their bleeding chest wounds tightly. Although he was lucky enough to stab him with a sword just now, Qi Yan, who had reacted to it, almost closed his throat with a sword.

The mourners will win!

Seeing that one companion after another fell. For a while, it was difficult to take down these two people who were so sad and crazy.

Their goal is to get bored together. Now that the task has been completed, there is no need to entangle with Yue Lin and others, so they immediately ordered to retreat quickly.

The heavy rain continued to wash over the river bank, and the river water was swollen and turbid, quietly covering up this bloody assassination... 

After the rain, the blue waves rippling , the water glitters, reflecting the endless glass-like sky. 

The Canglan River flows slowly by the majestic and tall Zhaoying Mountain, covering it with a gorgeous and mysterious veil. The trees are green and the leaves are dense. The creek in the mountains is gurgling, and it is probably inaccessible. There are weeds beside the water flow... 

The dazzling sunlight penetrates the leaves and shines into the dilapidated temple of the earth. beads. The man in the black coat put his hands on his legs lightly, and leaned halfway against the pillar. 

He closed his eyes and rested his mind. It's just that there is a wound on his chest that has penetrated through the wet clothes, and the surrounding area is even more dark, and there are a few drops of dark red blood on the ground. 

For a long time, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Qi Yan's mouth. It seems that his monster is not so easy to die... 

Those people should be disappointed. They were right, he was a monster.

Until now, he could still clearly remember that woman's shrill and piercing voice...

...

In December, the Qi Kingdom was full of snow.

Different from the splendor of the entire palace, there is a dilapidated palace in an overgrown courtyard. Perhaps because of its disrepair, water would flow into the house whenever it rained. Winter is even more long and hard...

cold and barren.

There lived a child and an old eunuch.

One day, in a remote and barren yard, a delicate and lovely boy in a fox fur and a silk and jade belt suddenly entered by accident, which is out of tune with this desolate and desolate environment.

He looked at Qi Yan, who was still wearing a single shirt, with some novelty.

"It's snowing now, why don't you wear a fur coat?" the boy asked innocently.

This was the first time he had seen someone who was still wearing such thin clothes in winter. Even the servants who served by his side had already put on thick cotton-padded clothes.

"Aren't you afraid of the cold?" he continued enthusiastically.

I thought to myself, is there something magical about this person like the monster in the story?

The more I think about it, the more curious I become.

But no matter how much he asked, the person on the other side didn't answer him.

Qi Yan still had an indifferent expression on his face. Although he looked only two or three years older than the boy in front of him, their situation was completely different.

He has experienced too many things over the years, enough to make him clear and understand that he is different from other people in this palace.

He continued to pick up the bucket, turned and walked towards the well, unwilling to pay attention to this innocent boy who was almost cruel, such a child seemed to have grown up with meticulous care. Judging from his clothes, I'm afraid it was the prince who was favored by the concubine who sneaked out when the maids and maids didn't pay attention.

When he's a little older, he'll run away like everyone else when they see him, or bring a group of people to laugh at him and bully him...

Ignoring him when he sees others, the boy is a little anxious. He wanted to step forward and grab Qi Yan who was about to leave...

A layer of frost had just formed on the ground in the winter morning, the boy didn't pay attention to his feet,

"Bang!"

He slipped suddenly...

"Yao'er!"

At this time, A group of people came in a mighty manner at the dilapidated and outdated gate.

Seeing her beloved young son fall to the ground, the elegant woman dressed in a peony brocade dress and a phoenix crown and golden hairpin hurriedly helped him up with a nervous and caring expression, while carefully checking whether there was anything on him. What discomfort, he said anxiously to the maid and attendant beside him,

"Don't hurry up and call the imperial physician!"

Seeing the woman's side face gently comforting the boy, Qi Yan was stunned. He recognized this face...

After gradually understanding the meaning of parents, he once asked the father-in-law Li, who took care of him, why he hadn't seen his parents?

He still remembered the complicated expression on Eunuch Li's face at that time, and then quietly took him to the imperial garden to glance at her from a distance, and told him that she was his mother.

Since then, this face has appeared in his dreams countless times, gently hugging him in his arms and comforting him in a soft voice, soothing the endless grievances and pains in his heart. But after waking up from the dream, he was still alone, shivering in the face of the biting cold wind...

Why, besides Qi Hui, does she have another child? Does he have another younger brother...

Qi Hui and Qi Yao, Hui and Yao.

The young child didn't understand why he called him "tired"...

Queen Qi hugged him tightly after confirming that the youngest son was safe. Then he turned his head and looked angrily at Qi Yan, who was wearing shabby and thin clothes...

This ominous and mutilated child is a testimony to her shame. Because of him, she was robbed of His Majesty's favor by other concubines; and because of him, she was attacked by Qin Tianjian and the imperial censor, and almost lost the throne of the queen.

Until now, she could feel the mocking and sarcastic eyes of others all the time...

"You monster, why don't you die!" 

Finally, she couldn't help gnashing her teeth.

With undisguised disgust and rejection in her cold eyes, she severely stabbed the seven-year-old child at the time.

Her words were colder than the cold wind in winter, and they pierced into his heart like a sharp knife...

Since that day, he no longer had any expectations or fantasies about her.

...

Except for Qi Hui, who was still on the run, those who made him who he is now are almost all dead.

Why are you still so depressed and depressed?

Sure enough, he still has to kill Qi Hui before he can be completely freed and then he can leave successfully... His fingers clenched into fists.