C55 There Was Nothing They Could Do

Blood had already spilled all over the ground. Hairy Ball's dead grey face still showed a ferocious expression, but he gradually lost his strength. Half of Green Snake's blade had already sunk into his shoulder. The wound on his chest was continuously seeping out blood. The pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow made him almost lose consciousness.

In a daze, he suddenly called out Dugu Xiu's name. Only when she was dying, in a dream. . . It was only because of this that he dared to call out her name. Although her voice wasn't loud, Dugu Xiu panicked. With a swoosh, a bucket of steel needles was shot towards him. More than ten steel needles were firmly nailed to his forehead. His expression was still that malevolent, and his eyes were filled with tears. However, he no longer struggled.

Hairy Ball was dead, and so was the nameless assassin. In this world, other than Dugu Xiu, no one else knew that Hairy Ball was the nameless saber user, and the nameless saber user was Hairy Ball.

He had imagined thousands of ways to die, but he had never thought that he would die in the hands of the person he loved the most. Dugu Xiu was completely stunned. Her entire body was trembling and sweat drenched her eyelashes. It was unknown whether it was tears or sweat. She knew that living in seclusion would only prolong his pain and also increase the burden in her heart.

Hairy Ball loved her. Even though she did not see him as a person, even though she was pampered and proud, even though she often snuggled in other people's arms, he still fell in love with her. What could she do? The most uncontrollable thing in this world was perhaps love.

The courtyard was dead silent. No one had thought that this would be the end. Dugu Xiu had already collapsed to the ground. Large beads of cold sweat had already rolled down her forehead. Dugu Kuang rushed over and helped his daughter up. When he saw the corpse lying on the ground, he also had a lingering fear.

Xiao Nanfeng pressed on Chu Yi's acupuncture points. No matter what, he was still alive. Murong Cheng said coldly. "It seems like the matter has come to an end. What did you do to this guy? Why would he hate you so much?"

These words were clearly questioning Dugu Xiu, questioning her daughter's private matters in front of a father. No father could tolerate it, let alone a famous swordsman who had once dominated the Gusu.

Dugu Kuang said excitedly, "How could my daughter know such a thing!? As for you, what are you doing here in the middle of the night? Do you really think that there is no one else in Dugu family?"

As he spoke, Dugu Kuang had already made the stance of wanting to fight to the death. Murong Cheng let out a soft sigh and said with disappointment, "Since he has nothing to do with Miss Dugu, then. . . "

Xiao Nanfeng saw that the two of them were ready to fight, so he quickly received them. He said: "Then we have saved Miss Dugu. One life, right? Brother Murong! One should know that the east and west are the ones who are going crazy and want Miss Dugu's life! "

When Dugu Kuang saw that it was Xiao Nanfeng, he was also shocked in his heart. He then looked at the young man with the broken arm on Xiao Nanfeng's back. It was Chu Yi, whom he had accidentally injured many years ago. He was even more confused. He held Dugu Xiu, who was still in shock, in his arms. He reprimanded, "Then I will have to thank you. If that's the case. . . You can leave! But the next time you come, please say hello. "

Murong Cheng was stunned. Such a thing. . . He had always used a knife to explain. He had spoken too much tonight, but facing Dugu Kuang, Murong Cheng didn't have the confidence to win. Fortunately, Xiao Nanfeng wasn't an impatient man. If he didn't make a move, he would never cause trouble for himself.

Smoke was curling up in the small village outside Gusu City. The busy days of farming had passed. The joy of autumn harvest appeared on the faces of every person who relied on the land to eat.

Chu Yi sat upright on a stone slab. The stone slab was cold, but Chu Yi's heart was warm. He did not have a knife in his hand, because he did not have a knife in his hand. A cool breeze blew past. Chu Yi stared at the sunset in the distance. The sunset in autumn was really beautiful, just like his current mood. It was especially beautiful.

He finally understood the feeling of freedom. It felt like a rebirth. How many people had the chance to be reborn in their lifetime? Almost none. Although he had lost a hand, he was glad that he had been reborn.

"What plans do you have for the future?" Xiao Nanfeng handed over the pipe in his hand and asked slowly.

Chu Yi smiled and looked at the sunset in the distance. "Look at these clouds. Sometimes they rise and sometimes they scatter. Isn't life the same? I have decided to leave this place. "

Xiao Nanfeng looked at Chu Yi in shock. He said hesitantly, "Where do you plan to go?"

Chu Yi's face was full of confidence. He did not have the slightest bit of confusion as he said, "To a place I do not know. Only a place I don't know can arouse the enthusiasm of my new life. "

The unknown, only the unknown could make people curious.

Xiao Nanfeng suddenly felt that his life was dark and gloomy. He had already seen the end of his life with a single glance. There was no unknown, no curiosity.

He sighed and asked, "Can you do it alone?"

Chu Yi took the pipe from him and pointed at the wooden house at the foot of the mountain. He smiled and said, "You should go back and take good care of your wife! I think if you don't go back, she will lose her temper again. "

Xiao Nanfeng stared at the small wooden house. It seemed that this wooden house was really too small. Could it be that one's entire life would be stored in such a small wooden house? He didn't want to think about it anymore. At least, he wouldn't let go of the days in front of him just because the outside world was so wonderful.

Was the outside world really wonderful? No one knew. Because the people outside felt that the world in the village had a life they wanted to live in, but the people in the village had always been thinking about the outside world.

Yunyun was much older than she was in the past. Anyone. . . Anyone who suffered such a blow would involuntarily age. However, she truly aged very quickly. In the past few months, her black hair had gradually grown silver like hair. Her snow white skin had also become dim and dull. Even the pair of big watery eyes that she had always been proud of. . . They're all deep in the eye sockets.

On this day, for some reason, her waist suddenly recovered. She held onto the edge of the bed and slowly walked to the front of the window. Through the window, she could see her beloved husband working in the yard, drenched in sweat.

Sweat kept flowing on Xiao Nanfeng's body. His strong muscles looked particularly attractive under the sunlight. Occasionally, a few young girls would walk past the wall of the courtyard, but they still looked like they were in the past. They secretly stuck half of their heads out of the courtyard and laughed as they commented.

His handsome face was tanned by the summer sun. There were many scars on his shoulder, but they had all healed. His eyes were like a torch as he stared at the axe in his hand without making a sound. On his body, there seemed to be an endless amount of strength.

No matter who saw such a man, they would fall in love with him. Yunyun's vision gradually blurred. This was her Xiao Nanfeng, the man who only belonged to her. However, she did not seem to have that fortune anymore.

Bean-sized tears slowly rolled down her shriveled cheeks and dripped onto the wooden table in front of the window. There was a beautiful peach wood comb on the wooden table. She had specially bought this in the city before she married Xiao Nanfeng.

Of course, she had bought it with the comb. There was also a bronze mirror. At this moment, the bronze mirror was nowhere to be found. Yunyun knew that Xiao Nanfeng had hidden it. She picked up the comb on the table and pulled her slightly white hair over her shoulders to her chest. Her chest had already dried up, but it still retained the charm of the past.

Her yellow little hand trembled as it touched the long hair on her chest. Tears rolled down her hair one by one. It was like the spring rain that woke up a new life in early spring. But a miracle did not happen. It was autumn, the harvest season, and also the season when everything withered.

The peach tree comb slowly slid across her long hair. Her originally dry and messy hair was now neatly arranged in a row. She carefully combed her marital hair bun and looked at the bowl of tea on the edge of the table again and again, as if it could not satisfy her.

At this time, Xiao Nanfeng had already pushed open the door and entered. He looked at Yunyun in surprise. No matter what her face turned into, she stood up in the end.

It was very easy for a person to fall down. He would naturally fall if he gave up hope. But it was more difficult for a person to stand up after falling down than anything else. Because standing up required one to regain hope, and not everyone could find hope to stand up again.

The towel in Xiao Nanfeng's hand fell to the ground. He looked at Yunyun's sickly face with deep affection. His heart was filled with indescribable excitement. He had thousands of words to tell her, but when he saw her stand up, he only said one sentence, "You, you got up?"

How ordinary was this? This sentence was like an ordinary husband casually saying to his wife. Only the two of them knew how much emotion was contained in this sentence. Xiao Nanfeng's eyes were filled with tears. He rushed over in three steps and stopped when he was about to hug Yun Yun.

He was afraid that it was all an illusion. He looked back at the empty wooden bed and finally confirmed that it was not an illusion. The affectionate hug came too late. It seemed that it would be the end of the world in the next second, but he was still reluctant to part with it.

Yunyun could walk on the ground with Xiao Nanfeng's help these few days. They walked together under the starry sky and the setting sun. They looked at the clouds, listened to the autumn rain, and listened to the passing of the autumn rain.

This was the life that Xiao Nanfeng wanted to live. It was a peaceful and beautiful life. Even though the woman beside him was so old that it was impossible to tell whether she was his mother or his wife.

Yunyun's head was submerged in a vat of water. The water in the vat was very clear, so every inch of wrinkles on Yunyun's face could be clearly distinguished. She originally wanted to drink water, but at this moment, she only wanted to let the water devour her.

"No, it won't. This isn't me. This definitely isn't me!" Yunyun shouted, but she could not make any sound. When she was pulled up by Xiao Nanfeng, she had almost lost her mind.

Xiao Nanfeng held the wet Yunyun in his arms and said softly, "No matter what you do, I like you. I love you. I will treat you well for the rest of my life. "

Yunyun's face was full of water. She did not know whether it was the water in the vat or the tears that flowed out. She almost did not have the strength to sob. She gradually fell into Xiao Nanfeng's arms.