When Huidong woke up, he was lying on a comfortable big bed. When he wanted to get up, he felt pain all over his body, so he had no choice but to continue lying down. The next moment, Huidong opened his eyes and looked around. He was about to die and someone saved him.
Who is this person?
Huidong tried to recall, and finally he remembered the cowhide-colored dagger. That dagger belonged to the man in blue cloak who started chasing him at the gate of the city lord's mansion. Huidong still wanted to explore, but he
The clothes on my body have been taken off, and when I move my feet, my left foot hurts terribly.
"Don't mess around. The wound will be sutured. Stay calm."
A cold voice came, and Huidong looked around, and sure enough, it was the man in blue cloak.
"Why save me?"
Leng Buyu was wiping his sword there, and when he heard Huidong's inquiry, he stopped. He gently placed the white sword Yingzhu in his hand on the table, turned around, and looked at Huidong, feeling interesting.
Question: "Isn't it best to watch you die?"
"Who are you?"
Leng Buyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a hint of evil charm, and asked with a smile: "Boy, who do you think I am?"
Huidong looked at Leng Buyu carefully again. This man's face was as if carved with a knife, and his skin and flesh seemed to be attached to the bones, with sharp edges and corners. His hands were not big, and they were even a little too small based on his height.
So small. The ten fingers are slightly thick and covered with fine calluses. If he could see the palm of his hand, he might still be able to see a thick layer of calluses.
Huidong looked at his unobserved eyes again. Leng Buyu's eyes were indeed dark brown, but it was strange that if he kept looking at each other, he always felt that he could see a little bit of light blue.
Judging from his appearance alone, Huidong naturally didn't know who the man in blue cloak who saved him was, but this man had a feature that no one could imitate. He had five swords, two long swords and three short swords.
.Perhaps there are people in this world who carry five swords, two long and three short, but there is probably only one person who can wield each sword with peerless sharpness.
Huidong confirmed the answer and said: "Leng Buyu from Mu Han Tower."
The other party just found out his identity, Leng Buyu didn't feel surprised, he laughed and got up. He walked to the bed and directly opened Huidong's quilt. Huidong wanted to stop him, but it didn't hinder him.
He was no different from a useless person. Leng Buyu checked Huidong's injuries and felt a little relieved after confirming that it was nothing serious.
"Boy, you are from the West and you serve Marquis Zhongxi. Why do you come from the west to Hancheng in the northeast?"
Huidong frowned slightly, but there was no cowardice in his eyes, and he asked: "Muhan Tower is not close to Hansu City, right? What is the purpose of the Seven Star Sword Master coming to Hansu City?"
When Leng Buyu heard this, he felt that this little kid was even more interesting. If his temper were more lively, he would really be similar to Yaowu. Thinking of Yaowu, Leng Buyu couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart. He didn't know whether this kid was dead or alive or injured.
It's better.
It’s so hard to regurgitate yourself like this
Not seeing the angry brows of this contemporary sword master, Huidong felt a little flustered in his heart, not knowing what this man wanted to get from him.
There was no time to think about this. Huidong's eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought of something important. He looked nervous and asked: "Where is my cat?"
Hearing the skinny boy suddenly asking about the little white kitten, Leng Buyu couldn't help but sigh slightly. Seeing Leng Buyu's expression, Huidong couldn't help but frown, her heart trembled, and she couldn't help but feel a little heavier.
.
"Where is the body?"
Leng Buyu was a little puzzled and asked: "Corpse?"
"Not to mention it's a cat, if a human is equally injured, he will definitely die..."
Huidong was still talking there, but Leng Buyu walked away. After a while, he came over holding a large wooden plate. The large wooden plate was covered with a pillowcase, and on the pillowcase, a white little milk cat was sleeping soundly.
The kitten, which is supposed to be pure white and has no mottled colors, is a little dirty. Many places on its body are dyed red. Its left paw is wrapped in a white bandage, and its small body is also tightly wrapped in a base white bandage.
Perhaps it was because the pain was still there, even though he was sleeping soundly, the little white cat would still twitch from time to time, and its little brows could not help but frown.
Leng Buyu gently pinched the back of the white kitten's neck and placed it next to Huidong's pillow. Huidong looked at the white kitten, her eyes finally became clear, showing the expression that a child should have.
"I just don't understand. People may not survive, so why do you, a kid, have to fight so hard to save a little wild cat? What's the point of this?"
Huidong stared at the white little cat with gentle eyes, looking at the wounds that had been treated, and sighed in his heart, it must be very painful, right?
Huidong looked at Leng Buyu again, opening and closing his mouth without making a sound. He hesitated for a long time, and finally uttered a few words: "Thank you."
After hearing this, Leng Buyu burst out laughing, and then said: "Look at you, you are a dirty boy, and your clothes are in tatters. But if you look carefully, ordinary rich people would not be willing to buy such good boots.
To my son, if you want to come, Marquis Zhongxi will treat you well."
Hearing the name of the Marquis, Huidong felt warm in his heart, but then his eyes were full of wariness. Leng Buyu saw Huidong's eyes, laughed, and continued: "I asked you a few words, how could I know that you are such a brat?
You're not bad at vigilance. Since I saved you, how about exchanging a few answers for this kindness?"
Huidong closed his mouth tightly and said nothing.
Leng Buyu reached forward with his hand, pinched the back of the white kitten's neck again, and held the white kitten in his arms. Perhaps it was being picked up for a while, and then sadly, the white kitten was
Tossing wakes up. The instinct that has been unfairly treated by fate since birth and has been tempered in order to survive drives this little white milk cat to start flapping continuously.
Not to mention that it is only a little kitten of one or two months old, even if it is only
An adult cat that is one or two years old, looking like this now, can't do anything, let alone being in Leng Buyu's arms. Leng Buyu's hand gently stroked the hair of this little white milk cat.
The milk cat also seemed to feel that the human being holding him had no ill intentions, so he felt a little relieved.
Seeing the white kitten in Leng Buyu's arms, Huidong's breathing began to stop and she stared at Leng Buyu.
Leng Buyu laughed, and then said: "If I want to pry out any secrets of the Nightless City from your mouth, our Shanxing Hall has many methods. I'm afraid, you kid won't be able to survive the third round."
Huidong was still staring at Leng Buyu with hostility and vigilance, or should I say, staring at the little white kitten in Leng Buyu's arms. His upper teeth were biting his lower lip, and the teeth marks were clear. If he pressed a little harder, he was afraid that
It can also break the skin and cause bleeding.
In the end, Huidong still failed to keep his heart. He took a deep breath and spit out two words: "You ask."
If it were anyone else, I'd be afraid that Huidong would have surrendered at this moment, but he was like a fish, and he could do whatever he wanted. It would be easy to ask about anything related to the Sleepless City in the West. But Leng Buyu, after all, was in charge of the Shanxingtang, so he could pry open the door.
Too many iron spouts have been used, too many steel bars and iron bones have been melted.
In a situation like Huidong's, it's most difficult to find out anything.
A rare smile appeared on Leng Buyu's face, and he asked: "You came to Hansu City, but Marquis Zhong Xi asked you to come?"
Huidong shook his head and said nothing.
Leng Buyu looked into his eyes, still full of hostility and vigilance, without any hint of lies. Leng Buyu nodded and continued to ask: "So, why did you come to Hansu City?"
Huidong blinked, and for some reason, his cheeks suddenly started to turn red, even hot. Seeing Huidong's appearance, Leng Buyu was slightly startled, and Monk Zhang Er was also confused.
Huidong opened his mouth and said vaguely: "Because, because, a woman."
"A woman?" Leng Buyu mistakenly thought that he heard wrongly, but when he saw Huidong's increasingly shy eyes and the red face, Leng Buyu laughed out loud, and then said, "
It's difficult for a hero to be a beauty, but how old are you, fourteen? Or fifteen?"
Huidong kept taking deep breaths, trying to calm down his shy mood, but no matter how he tried to control it, he couldn't calm it down.
"Oh, then, what kind of woman is that?"
Huidong thought of the woman he saw in the Nightless City. She was wearing silver armor, a broken red scarf, and carrying a tiger-headed silver knife without a scabbard. Her face should have been as delicate and beautiful as a fairy, but this woman was really
He doesn't like red makeup and prefers weapons. He sacrifices the beauty of women for the heroic spirit of a woman.
Huidong really couldn't find any words to describe this woman. Her eyes became extremely clear and she blinked. Finally, with a smile on her face, she said slowly: "She is a very beautiful woman."