Nirvana In Fire

Xiao Jingrui accompanied his mother to Princess Changyang's house on the same day. It was too late to come back, but Xie Pil said that after Mae Changsu was attacked outside, he went to Xuelu immediately to greet him. However, it was only in front of the hospital door that it was discovered that the inside lights went out, and the people in the courtyard were apparently rested. If it had been before, he might have ignored it. He would have broken in and messed with them, but somehow, for some reason, the relationship between friends had become more and more productive, and the number of courtesies and condoms was more than in the first few days of meeting. At this time, looking at the gates of the black hole and the branches under the shadow of the night, this feeling is even deeper. It seems that this well-respected friend has now truly traveled further away, and is no longer the brother-in-law who was traveling all the way, talking warmly and jokingly.

After a long sigh, Xiao Jingrui turned around and slowly walked towards his place as the stone pavement of Yingdao. The night is quiet and cold, the air smells heavy and the snow may drift again in the second half of the night. The first time we met was in Qin Ling Xue, Yi Mei Huiyu, but a short one-year-old sight, personnel change has reached this point, no one can help but feel emotional, the slower the footsteps, the lighter the walk. Just turned to the side of the fake mountain, the sudden surface was cool, when reaching out to touch, it was already water droplets. Lifting his head, he looked up and saw nothing in the dark, but his skin and mouth and nose had looked one step ahead and found the light snow that began to drift gently.

Less than three years later, the snow has fallen, it seems that tomorrow should be a glassy world of ice crystal powder. Without this vulgar disturbance, you can date two or three friends, drink alcohol in the enclosure and watch the snow. Think of it as a human pleasure. It's just a shame...

Sighing again, Xiao Jingrui shook his head as if trying to get rid of the chest boredom, reaching out and wiping the moisture on his face. Just moments after he took his footsteps again, the edge of the field of view at the corner of his eyes seemed like a hidden shadow, passing quickly, like a hallucination, and when Horan turned back to capture it, there was no movement in front of him.

Due to a hunch or alarm, Xiao Jingrui stopped all his actions, but stood quietly behind the fake mountain and gazed in the direction of the snow through the gap of the mountain stone.

Before a moment, the shadow flashed again. This time, it looks clearer because of the focus. The shadow came from the side of the eastern wall of Snow Lu. After jumping onto the courtyard wall, he lay still on the ridge, and a second shadow swept in from Shaohectare. So many times, nearly ten people have arrived on the roof of Snow Lu. Xiao Jingrui wondered why there was no movement in the flying stream. The windows in the west wing of Xuelu suddenly swayed. Almost as the window fans swayed, there was a muffled hum on the roof. One person had fallen into the hospital with his head down. Somehow there was an extra long and flexible figure under the night. In the ghostly flash, the remaining few shadows had been forced back to the roof of the east wing, resisting even the wolf.

Xiao Jingrui's face had just floated with a smile of appreciation for the flying man, and the next moment was frozen again. Because there was another attacker in sight, coming up the south wall, it happened to avoid the current that had been slightly obstructed by the first one. Xiao Jingrui thought too much about flying away and drank: “Who dares to break into the Xie Mansion at night! ”

Because there was no blade around, Xiao Jingrui could only pick the front one and chop it off with his meat palm while screaming. The other party obviously knew about the situation of Xuelu. It was not expected that there was a second person besides the flying stream. At first, it was a little surprised, but even if calm was restored, one by one gesture, two people were separated to stop Xiao Jingrui, and they went with other people directly to Zhang Mei Chang Su's daily main house.

The assassin's chief made two mistakes, albeit decisive.

First, he underestimated Xiao Jingrui's martial arts. The two men in black assigned by him to block Xiao Jingrui were stripped of their blades in the third move. The fourth move was doubled down and only slightly slowed the steps of the Houmen son forward.

Secondly, he underestimated the ferocity of the flying stream. Because Mae Chang-su had been restraining the runoff from hurting people, he gave some conscious bystanders the illusion that the teenager was merely highly martial arts. I didn't expect that in the dark he was like killing a god, trying to kill him, leaving no life behind, solving the people around him was not only quick but simply frightening.

At the same time, Xiao Jingrui and Fei Liu also made a mistake, both of whom underestimated the chief's strength.

After realizing his disadvantage, the chief quickly instructed everyone to face the current and face Xiao Jingrui's sword alone.

A knife is a steel knife, but a sword trick. Because it was the captured blade, so it was not too smooth, but the sword with the sword soul, still very sharp, the chief shifted shape, blocked by a barbed wrist, just pressed the knife flower, Xiao Jingrui's hand has been slapped hard.

He stamped his chest on one hand and the other's body flew like a broken kite. Xiao Jingrui only noticed that it was wrong, but before he could stop, the chief had put his hand on the hard hand and smashed the door panel like an arrow and shot straight into the main house.

According to Xiao Jingruishui's knowledge, only one weak and powerless Mae Chang-su has ever lived in this main house, even without a servant.

“Brother Su!” Sighing and shouting, Xiao Jingrui rushed up the stairs and stepped on the slab of wood on the door of the ground, entering the shattered room. Bloody gusts surfaced, and with his astonishing night vision, only one person was seen standing in the middle. Before the next reaction of the brain, the light flashed in front of his eyes, the lights on the table were brilliantly lit, filling the room with luminous yellow light, Mae Changsu wore a long fur, the handrail desktop floated standing, the light shadow swayed on his vegetarian face, even more appeared to be a bit of a killer.

Xiao Jingrui's gaze swept past Mae Changsu's body and landed on a small crossbow he casually dropped on the table. Zhu bow, ink string, white jade pull, crossbow pattern, dripping like tears.

“Can't you paint? ”

“Yes, this is the powerful crossbow made by the Ben family," Mae Chang Su faintly said, “Jinling is different from the rest of the world and can make me use it. ”

Xiao Jingrui lowered his head, and the assassin leader's body lay not far below his feet, with a delicate little arrow tip stuck right in his throat. Although he had red blood on his chest, it was obvious that it sprayed after he had hit himself, but the wound between his throats, due to the sharp arrows, stimulated the muscle contraction of the deceased, no blood spilled out, you can imagine how beneficial the eye of the archer sitting in the dark at the time and how steady his hand was.

“You better not look,” Seeing Xiao Jingrui seems to be trying to lift the black towel on the victim's face, Mae Chang-su lowered his voice to stop, "so late, I didn't expect you to come. ”

“I heard Brother Su was attacked outside today and was a little worried. When he arrived, he realized it was too late.” Xiao Jingrui's fingers had pinched the corner of the towel, but his mind hesitated somewhat and did not lift immediately.

He is not Xie Pi, he has been in contact with the river and lake since childhood, knows the river and lake, he has also killed people himself, and has seen the scene of the river and lake feud, he is not afraid of the corpse, no matter how ugly the person died, he will not frighten the son of Xiao, who is ranked second in the rankings of Prince Lang.

But Brother Su said... “You better not look”...

The assassin lay in front of him and his face was covered under a black towel, the same face whether he saw it or not. As with certain truths, whether you understand them or not, those facts will always exist and will not change with them.

Xiao Jingrui bit his teeth and eventually unraveled the thin but heavy face towel.

At one glance, his gaze jumped. Grasp your fingers slowly into your fists and the muscles on your cheeks flash through a slight spasm due to tension.

It was a face that seemed strange and familiar.

Said he was unfamiliar because he never greeted, talked, didn't know his name, didn't know his position.

Said he was familiar because it was common, right next to his father, to see him following, obeying and enforcing some trivial instructions.

If such a face does not explain the problem, then the silence around the moment is more like a slowly tightening net, squeezing Xiao Jingrui's heart inch by inch.

The more pure silence there is, the more diverse voices hybridize. The sound of the night wind, the sound of the snow falling, the sound of the heartbeat, the sound of the landing and breathing... I shouldn't have heard it all, but I shouldn't have heard it at all.

Tangtang Ning Guohou Mansion, the quiet night was attacked, the sound of the shouting soldiers long enough to tear up the night sky, but like a stone fell into the ancient well, after a slight ripple, there was no response.

The out-of-hospital currents had already cleaned up all their opponents, but they didn't come in and didn't know what they were doing. Diffused blood is fading in the night breeze to the point where it can be ignored.

There was no backup, no one even came to check it out, and the entire Xie Dynasty fell asleep quietly, as if nothing had been heard, waiting for the dawn of the next day.

“Jingrui,” Mae Changsu's voice sounded steadily, as if ignoring the young man's gaze in front of him, "I went out to see the house today, recommended by President Montague, on Changfang's side. The house is clean and sturdy, the furniture appliances are complete, the view in the park is poor, just enough to allow me to completely rebuild. So... I should move too..."

“Move away...” Xiao Jingrui's gaze still stared at the corpse in front of him, muttering, "Yeah, it's time to move away, this snow can't really live...”

“Jingrui, listen to me,” Mae Chang-su put his palms on the young man's shoulder, slightly hard, “now go back to your room, pretend that you haven't been to Xuelu tonight, what you see is nothing but a dream. Tomorrow, ask Yujin to go out and play, relax, everything will be the same. Don't think about it, make your mother worry..."

“Everything… could it really still be like that?” Xiao Jingrui stood up and looked back into Mae Chang-su's eyes, "I don't want to know why my father wanted to kill you, I just want to know... why are you involved in this vortex of Jinling City? You are the type of people I envy most, unrestrained, free..."

Mae Chang Su smiled brutally and looked at the lights on the table like beans. “You are wrong, there is no free person in the world. As long as one has feelings, there is * * * * he can never be free. ”

“But you can avoid it...”

“Jingrui,” Mae Changsu lifted his eyes and looked slightly bright, "You are not me, don't judge me. You go back, I'll be gone in the morning. Thank you for your help these days in Snow Lu. When I settle into my new home, you are always welcome to be a guest if you like. ”

Xiao Jingrui glanced at him and asked: "Can we come and go in the future? ”

Mae Chang-su smiled. “Why not? I'm afraid you won't come in the future, and I don't know. ”

Xiao Jingrui thought of the current foggy situation, and thought of his father's hostile position, his heart was like a mess, and he couldn't help it. Thought it was just Xie Pi in the situation, but there was no harm in the future. Even if there was a flash, he could still rely on the status of Princess Ning Guohou and the elder princess to shelter him. Today, he suddenly discovered that his father was not as neutral as he had shown, which made it clear how deeply the Xie family was involved in the battle for seizure. Though Surrey let go, although he often travels outside to relax, he is always a part of Xie family, it is impossible not to care at all. Now that I want to come, the words I said to him on the meadow are so visionary.

“It hasn't come to that yet, why worry ahead of time?” Mae Chang-su smiled slightly as if he knew his mind. "All you have to do is defend your true nature. What won't survive? It's like this snow out there, the bigger it looks, but you and I both know it's still going to stop. ”

As if to accompany him, a snowstorm swept through the open door hole, bringing a chill and a shadow. The flying stream reached out and dragged the body on the floor, pulling it out easily. Xiao Jingrui followed the door and saw him throw it at the door. He threw it outside the wall and looked into the courtyard. It was already clean. The seven verticals and eight verticals were long gone.

“Just throw it out like that?” Xiao Jingrui asked in astonishment.

“Okay,” answered Mae Chang-su, "put it outside and someone will handle it. ”

Xiao Jingrui heard his voice as ice, unlike the gentle Brother Su, who was familiar with the sun. He couldn't help but feel cold and his vest became cold.

Flight has returned, holding Mae Chang-su's hand: “Together! ”

“Okay," Mae Chang Su smiled softly at him. His face changed so quickly, but it was natural. “Brother Su went to sleep with you in the west room. Why don't you take Brother Xiao out first? ”

He turned his head and glanced at Xiao Jingrui, who was still stunned. "No! ”

“Flying Stream...”

“No need,” Xiao Jingrui returned to God with a slight bitterness in his heart. "Rest now, I'll go first. Be careful in the second half of the night. ”

Mae Chang Su Shallow smiled and watched Xiao Jingrui walk heavily away from the courtyard. The smile on his face gradually turned into a faint sadness. From the back, the young man's head was low and his body appeared slightly rickety, as if something invisible was pressed against his shoulder. He had to carry it, but it was so difficult to carry it. He may only know what he's going to face in the future, but the obsession in his chest with ice and iron is clearly saying, even if he knows what's going to happen, it's still going to happen on the right track.

“It's just the beginning... Jingrui... hope you can survive...” Mumbled, Mae Chang Su closed his sympathy and slowly walked into the west wing with his flying hand.