Chapter 41 Yue He'er In the dark night with light stars, the injured Yi Qiuyang ran southward, and soon he entered a mountain forest. He kept running up, up, like a wild mustang. Soon after, he felt that this road was very familiar and strange, as if he had been there before, but he had no impression of it. He didn't know why he came here. He just felt that it was like a guide from somewhere, telling him to run in this direction, just run in this direction. That sword only caused some superficial trauma, but a lot of blood was still shed under the violent exercise. But his internal injuries were quite serious. The sword energy entered his body and was suppressed in his meridians like a bomb that could explode at any time. He needs to force out the sword energy quickly, this is an undoubted crisis. But the enemy was chasing after him, giving him no chance. He didn't dare to stop at all, so he could only run and keep running. Either he ran to where the sword energy burst out, or he was caught up and hacked to death by a random blade. He didn't know which one was the best choice. Death is not a terrible thing for him, but he has no thoughts of suicide, or in other words, no thoughts of living. He just didn't want to get caught; maybe that's all. Yi Qiuyang ran quickly while using his inner strength to suppress the explosion of sword energy in his body. This made him very difficult and painful, and he almost failed to suppress it several times. "Yi Qiuyang, you can't run away today. Don't struggle any more. I'll give you my brain and give you a good time!" The killers of the Feiyue Gang chased and shouted all the way. They didn¡¯t know how far they had chased. They only knew that the terrain was getting higher and higher, the trees were getting fewer and fewer, and cold breaths were blowing from the front. "This bastard, where are you going? My legs are almost broken!" someone yelled angrily. "Stop talking nonsense and chase after me!" someone immediately scolded. Under the sparse starlight in the dark night, you can only see darker figures rising and falling, running and jumping, left and right, like bandits fleeing for their lives. Yi Qiuyang also felt that the cool breeze was getting stronger and stronger, and it even felt a bit cold. "Admiring the cliff alone!" These three words suddenly shot into Yi Qiuyang's thoughts. Immediately, Yi Qiuyang fell into a state of sadness. As he ran, he thought in his mind: "It turns out this is Gushang Cliff. How long have you not been here? Half a year? Eight months? Ten months? Oh, it turns out it has been. It's your memorial day in a few days! Are you going to see me for the last time? Or are you calling me to get together with you soon?" Yi Qiuyang asked himself over and over again, thinking of the thing he couldn't bear to mention. The name is a name that is only mentioned every year when she is celebrating her birthday - Yue He'er! But today, this name was mentioned more than once, and it appeared in my consciousness more than once. "Yue He'er. Yue He'er" Yi Qiuyang felt sad while running. He finally remembered that beautiful face, like a camellia under the moonlit night, quiet and tactful, but also filled with unspeakable sentimentality. "Who are you?" It was a starry night, and Yi Qiuyang saw Yue Hehua for the first time, beside a beautiful lotus pond. He was leaning quietly on a small tree opposite the lotus pond, looking at her. The stars were shining and the moonlight was like stars. She should have noticed herself the first moment he appeared. But, no. Yi Qiuyang sat for a long time, watched and listened for a long time. A long sigh, one after another, made his heart feel inexplicably sad. "Me? Who are you?" Yi Qiuyang was stunned for a moment, then asked. "I asked first, you answer first!" the woman said a little coquettishly. "Yi Qiuyang." Yi Qiuyang replied without any change in his body movements. "Yi Qiuyang, Yi from the Book of Changes?" the woman asked as if she was interrogating a prisoner; she was always sitting by the lotus pond, not knowing whether she was peeping at her beauty through the reflection in the water, or whether she had integrated herself into it. In the watery light and lotus color. "The meaning of meaning, the autumn of autumn, the sunshine of sunshine." Yi Qiuyang explained word by word, as if she was afraid that the cold woman opposite would be suspicious again. "It means a very meaningful surname." The woman seemed to be talking to herself, and she continued: "Autumn sun, the autumn sun, fortunately it is not the setting sun of autumn." Under the starlight, it means the autumn sun. His face was full of excitement, as if he was being pulled around by two hands to play a trick on him. "Wow, it's getting late, it's time to go back!" The woman suddenly jumped up and ran away, completely ignoring that someone was still waiting for her answer. Yi Qiuyang was shocked and hurriedly took a step forward and said, "You haven't told me your name yet?" "I'll tell you tomorrow night!" the woman replied, leaving a string of laughter like silver bells in her voice. It has already drifted away, a few months later. "Qiuyang you"?Shall I go? "That night, Yue Hehua'er suddenly said. "He'er, what's wrong? "The beautiful face in front of Yi Qiuyang was full of unspeakable sadness. Yue Hehua'er looked at Yi Qiuyang sadly, and finally said after a long time: "My father wants your Wind Chanting Sword. " "You want my Wind Chanting Sword!" "Yi Qiuyang was shocked at first, but soon understood that the Wind Chanting Sword in his hand was a famous weapon in the world. Although it was not among the top ten, it was more than enough to be ranked among the top twenty. Well. How many people don¡¯t want to get it? ¡°He wants to kill you! You even forced me to marry Brother Ye! "Yue He'er suddenly bit her thin lips, said the words she least wanted to say, and then started crying. Yi Qiuyang was completely shocked, but the danger did not give him much time to shock. Only a dozen or so were seen. Black shadows suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. They were both dressed in black and masked. One of them stepped forward and said gloomily: "Yi Qiuyang, please hand over the Wind Sword and give you a life!" Otherwise, hum" Under the starlight, Yi Qiuyang's face was ashen. He knew that since He'er said that his father wanted to kill him, he was saying that he would die even if he handed over the Wind Chanting Sword. Yi Qiuyang protected He with his left arm. The boy took two steps back, and the man in black also took two steps closer; the two of them took a few steps back and reached the lotus pond. "I want the sword!" "Yi Qiuyang suddenly raised Yin Feng, and a faint golden warm wind whirled around the scabbard. At this moment, the eyes of all the men in black were directed at the sword. At this moment, Yi Qiuyang Qiuyang suddenly drew his sword and slashed it, and a golden willow leaf-shaped sword energy swept out. Mixed with endless strong wind, it suddenly bent the trees hundreds of feet around. The man in black was shocked and hurriedly used his sword to resist. There was a loud bang, and a golden light exploded in a radius of several feet. "Let's go!" "The moment he noticed the Qiuyang Sword, the sword had been sheathed again. He put his arm around Yue He'er's thin waist, turned around and ran away by stepping on the water. "Chase! "With a command, more than a dozen black shadows jumped out at the same time, and the sound of water splashing was clear in the night. Then the sound of chasing faded away. After a long time, two figures appeared next to the lotus pond, and the water swayed out at the end. A circle of ripples.