The distant mountains are vast, the tired birds are flying back, and the broken autumn leaves flutter down and fall into the window of the carriage, and land in Tao Jingyi's palm.

Tao Jingyi opened his eyes and held the autumn leaf.

There was an unnatural silence in the air, not even the tramp of a horse's hooves could be heard. Tao Jingyi put down the dead leaves and opened the curtain.

The setting sun dragged a long shadow, dyeing the western sky blood red, and the carriage stopped in the blood red light. The coachman was lying on his horse's back, motionless.

"Hey—" Tao Jingyi pushed him, and with a "bang", the coachman landed on his back. There was a thin red line of blood on his neck. Looking closely, it was a wound. It was cut by some sharp weapon. The wound was so thin that it was almost undetectable.

Probably even the coachman himself didn't know exactly when his neck was cut.

Tao Jingyi was startled, and fell back into the carriage with a pale complexion. He groped around with his hands and caught a sword. She held the sword in her hand, raised her head, looked around, and said in a trembling voice, "Who? Come out!"

Eighteen black figures silently floated down from the top of the tree, surrounding the lonely carriage.

Tao Jingyi tightened his grip on the sword in his hand: "Who are you? Why are you stopping me?"

One of them suddenly took out a scroll and unfolded it in front of Tao Jingyi. He looked at Tao Jingyi and compared it with the woman in the painting, and said, "It's her, grab it."

Tao Jingyi's complexion changed drastically, and he pulled out the sword in his hand with a "clang", at this moment, the accident happened suddenly.

In the silver sword shadow, crimson blood light intertwined with the rays of the setting sun. Blood spilled all over the ground, dyeing the ground red, and the strong smell of blood was sent to Tao Jingyi's nose by the west wind.

Tao Jingyi's eyes were wide open, his pupils were constantly shrinking, his whole body was completely stiff, let alone jumping out of the car to escape, even moving was very difficult.

The open space in front of him turned into a murderous Shura field at some point, with blood spreading, and the fallen head still had its eyes wide open, with a look of reluctance on its face.

It turned out that when the eighteen killers surrounded her, one of them suddenly pulled out the long sword in his hand, the silver-white blade reflected the sunset, and the place where the blade crossed, his head fell to the ground.

None of his companions expected that he would suddenly betray him. In the blink of an eye, two more heads were kissed by the blade and fell to the ground unwillingly.

His companions finally reacted and joined forces to attack him. Half of the man's face was hidden behind the silver mask, and the other half was covered with black and purple swelling, with no change in expression, except for the exposed eyes, which seemed to be stained by the blood, shining with bloodthirsty light of excitement.

With the thin blade in his hand and his own power, he turned this open space into a murderous Shura field. The blood mist sprayed thinly, and broken limbs were everywhere. Holding the blood-stained long sword, he stood alone among the corpses. The blood-red light of the setting sun shrouded his body, making him look gloomy and terrifying.

Tao Jingyi knew he should run, but his legs were as limp as noodles, and he couldn't lift a bit of strength, so he could only watch the man walking towards him step by step, dragging his long sword.

Tao Jingyi leaned helplessly against the wall of the car, his eyes filled with horror, he watched the man walking towards him with his back to the setting sun.

His figure was tall and big. When he approached the carriage, his broad chest completely covered the skylight projected from behind him. Suddenly, the carriage was plunged into darkness.

Tao Jingyi huddled in the dark shadow, his mind was blank and his expression was terrified.

The man seemed to realize something, looked down at the long sword in his hand, frowned slightly, raised his hand and threw the long sword, nailed it to a tree beside him, then stretched out his hand towards Tao Jingyi in the carriage, With a low and hoarse voice, he said, "Don't be afraid, sister."

Upon hearing this title, Tao Jingyi was stunned for a moment, his eyes opened wider, and he looked at the man in black in disbelief, and said in shock, "Xing, Xingchen?"

"It's me, Sister." His voice was gentle, even though it sounded like grains of sand grinding his ears.

Tao Jingyi's hand hidden in his sleeve seemed to tremble, and some strength from nowhere prompted her to stretch out this trembling hand and hold the corner of his mask.

The man didn't refuse, but leaned forward slightly and lowered his head to make it easier for her to take off the mask.

With Tao Jingyi's hand, she peeled off the thin silver mask. The half of his face hidden behind the mask was handsome, with curved eyebrows and fair skin, in stark contrast to the other half of his face.

With just this half of his face, Tao Jingyi recognized that the person in front of him was really Su Xingchen.

His skin should be extremely fair because he has been covered with a mask all year round. The cheeks that were originally childish now have the outline of a mature man.

After there was a smile in the dark eyes, all the coldness and gloom disintegrated in an instant, turning into a radiant spring, and in the depth of the spring was Tao Jingyi's figure.

Tao Jingyi was stunned, he never expected to see Su Xingchen here, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

Obviously she has asked someone to send him overseas, why is he here?

Su Xingchen looked at her in a daze, with a blazing light in his eyes. He grabbed her hand that was frozen in mid-air, lowered his head, and kissed her gently on the wrist.

Tao Jingyi's wrist seemed to have been scalded, the mask was not grasped tightly, and fell to Su Xingchen's feet.

"Sister, I finally found you." Su Xingchen's soft sigh disappeared in Tao Jingyi's ears.

He got into the carriage, clasped Tao Jingyi's waist tightly with one hand, picked up the whip with the other, and slammed the whip **** the horse's hip.

The horse suffered from the pain and threw off its four hooves and galloped. The carriage rolled the blood all over the ground and drove forward.

Tao Jingyi hit his head on Su Xingchen's chest because of the sudden speed of the carriage.

Su Xingchen put down the car curtain, one hand was still clasping her waist tightly, and with the other free hand, he gently rubbed her painful forehead.

Tao Jingyi didn't dare to move, Su Xingchen's body was full of blood, because he had killed someone just now, and she would never forget the way he killed someone just now standing in a pool of blood.

"Does it still hurt? Sister." Su Xingchen asked softly.

I haven't seen him for a year, and his figure has grown a lot taller, and his face has lost its childishness. There are no traces of being a teenager anymore, and he has become a mature man.

For some unknown reason, his originally clear and pleasant voice became very hoarse, as if his vocal cords had been worn out.

Tao Jingyi shook his head cautiously, turned his head to the side, and looked out of the car through the occasionally raised curtain.

Withered grass and dead leaves everywhere, a billow of smoke and dust was raised where the carriage passed by.

"Xingchen, where are you taking me?" Tao Jingyi asked worriedly.

Su Xingchen has changed a lot. In the past, he was a little wolf dog who was fierce and biting. He also had a strong sense of territory. Although he was a bit sick and cruel, he was still a dog after all. Tao Jingyi He hooked his fingers and offered some favors, and he just wagged his tail at her, so innocent.

But this time when he came back, he had completely evolved into a ferocious wolf. He would carefully hide his fangs, but no matter how he tried to hide, Tao Jingyi still caught a glimpse of the blood on his fangs. Coaxing this wolf well is no longer just about teasing him. If he is not careful, he will show his fangs and eat her.

Tao Jingyi's obedience probably pleased him, Su Xingchen raised the corner of his mouth, and replied softly: "Go to the ends of the earth, where the dead can't find it."

Of course, in the end they still failed to make it to the ends of the earth.

Su Xingchen hugged Tao Jingyi, sniffed her hair for a while, and said with emotion: "Sister is still the same as before, nothing has changed."

No matter what kind of Su Xiyan is in front of the world, the Su Xiyan in front of Su Xingchen may be because of love, she is gentle, pure and kind, showing her best side, like a delicious flower. Just smelling the sweet smell can drive Su Xingchen crazy.

Su Xiyan like this is not much different from Tao Jingyi, so Su Xingchen feels that his elder sister has never changed, even if the world is filthy, his elder sister will always have that innocent and beautiful appearance .

Su Xingchen felt that he was going crazy. He had been crazy for a whole year. During this year, every day and night, when he thought of his sister, his heart felt like being cut back and forth by a sharp knife. Touching the softest part of the apex of his heart, the pain was so **** that he wished that the whole world would be buried with his elder sister.

"Sister." Su Xingchen tightly locked Tao Jingyi's waist with his arms, took her into his arms, hung his head, and buried her on her shoulders and neck, breathing in her breath.

Only this is not enough.

He wanted to become one with her, wanted her to be completely tainted with his aura, so that all those who coveted her would know that she belonged to him, Su Xingchen.

He had an urge to bite her neck hard and mark him, and even more wanted to leave his own seeds in his body, watching her face showing a crazy expression for him.

Su Xingchen's heart seemed to have a scalding heat rushing through him. He took a deep breath of Tao Jingyi's breath, stuck out his tongue, and gently rolled the tip of his tongue behind her ear.

The hot and humid feeling passed away in a flash, and the itching made Tao Jingyi's hair stand on end, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up one by one.

She shrank her neck, raised her eyes, and looked at Su Xingchen pitifully.

Su Xingchen's eyes were full of confused light and shadow, and Tao Jingyi had no doubts that he wanted to have a sweaty and **** exercise with him in this narrow carriage.

"Xing, Xingchen." Tao Jingyi avoided Su Xingchen's approach, wrinkled his nose, and said in a soft and waxy voice, "Don't come near me, you smell like blood."

If it was in the past, it was very simple to deal with this little sick girl. One slap on his head, this guy would wake up immediately, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only wag his tail, retreat to the side, and look at her eagerly.

It's just that today is different from the past. I don't know what Su Xingchen has experienced in the past year. Tao Jingyi has an intuition that even the real Su Xiyan may not be able to control this Su Xingchen, so she can only retreat. Pretend to be pitiful, but there is a hint of disgust in this pitiful look.

Su Xingchen certainly didn't miss the disgust in her eyes, his head seemed to be hit hard by something, and he instantly woke up.

Today's him is no longer the same as he was back then, not to mention the smell of blood all over his body, just this half of his face that was destroyed, how could he be worthy of his elder sister again.

Su Xingchen subconsciously let go of Tao Jingyi, put a little distance away from her, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, it was my negligence, which made my sister smoked."

He stepped out of the carriage silently, sat in front of the carriage, picked up his whip and drove on the road.

The bitter westerly wind rushed towards his face, blowing the hair on his forehead, making half of his swollen face ache. He raised his hand and gently stroked his swollen cheek.

He thought that after his sister's death, she was full of hatred, and would not hesitate to destroy her face in exchange for a peerless martial arts. She lurks in the puppet villa and becomes Duan Hongying's weapon to kill people, so that one day, the puppet villa will be destroyed. , kill Duan Feibai, and avenge my sister.

But now that elder sister has returned, there are still packs of wolves around, and now that she has obtained the benefits of this peerless martial art, it is hard to give up.

He never wants to go back, the days when he was slaughtered by others...