"This is your business, it has nothing to do with me. Get out of here."??!

Xu Buling took a breath, resisted the urge to hammer the bastard to death, and fed Zuo Qingqiu a life-suspended pills.

But as soon as the elixir was fed into Zuo Qingqiu's mouth, a heartbroken cry came from the market in Shilongshan:

"father!!!"

Ning Qingye's voice.

Xu Buling's face suddenly turned pale, and he stood up without saying a word and ran towards the Shilongshan Market.

Zuo Qingqiu looked at the sky where the rain was endless, without any emotion in his eyes, just said softly:

"The rain passes by the sky, and the world is peaceful..."—

After the war, the rain became a little lighter.

The small market in Shilong Mountain has completely turned into ruins, and the streets are covered with gravel and rubble.

The half-faced Buddha's robes were shattered, and his body was covered with wounds that were as if they were being grabbed by tigers and wolf claws. His neck was twisted and he died with his eyes open. His eyes remained astonishment before his death.

The Northern Qi sword immortal Yan returned to the forest, and was penetrated by his long sword and nailed to the collapsed archway stone pillar, and had long lost his life.

On the uneven bluestone street under the archway, blood flowed into the rainwater and penetrated into the cracks of broken bricks.

Li Hansheng, wearing a black robe, sat under a broken wall, covered with sword marks on his robe, a deep bone on his chest, and blood on his arms. At this time, he looked up at the rainy curtain, his face was still a little gloomy, but there was a little relief in his eyes.

"father!"

Ning Qingye, wearing a white dress, turned over from the horse, and followed by many guards from the royal palace.

Before coming, Ning Qingye maintained a cold and clear expression, but when he looked up, he saw the middle-aged man lying on the base of the wall. After seeing the wounds covered with his body, his mood collapsed in an instant. Before he could run to the front, he was already crying like rain.

The relationship between father and daughter is thicker than water. Even if I hated her again, I just blamed my father for abandoning her and her mother. If I didn’t cherish this bloody family affection, how could I have hated her because of love? I hated so many years, and hated her unforgettable hatred.

At noon, I saw Li Hansheng walking out of Baimazhuang.

Ning Qingye thought at that time, just let it be like this, not close or hate it, just keep it like this, and leave the rest to time. Anyway, after the war is over, she will not leave, and Li Hansheng will not leave again.

But unexpectedly, I met again in a short time and it turned out to be like this.

Ning Qingye used to think that his heart would not hurt. Even if he learned that Li Han was alive and died in the world, he would only curse "It is your own fault" and would not leave any tears.

But at this moment, she realized that her heart was still heartbreaking. The complaints and hatred in her mind were now left with only a family of three in the mountain village of Shu.

My father sat in front of her, taught her to read and read, told her stories outside, and came back from outside in the evening, quietly hiding it from her mother, and stuffed her a candied haw from the window...

Ning Qingye thought he had forgotten these memories for a long time, but at this moment, they all came to his eyes, as if they had happened yesterday.

He said "Dad" has not called him for more than ten years. Ning Qingye thought he could never call this word again, but he never thought that he could shout so easily at this time, just like when he was a child.

"Dad! You..."

Ning Qingye's face turned pale and tears were falling like rain. He ran to the side of the broken wall and squatted down. His hands trembled slightly, and he didn't even dare to touch them.

Li Hansheng's eyes were taken back from the sky and looked at his daughter next to him. He had grown up long ago, completely different from before, but he still liked to cry.

Li Hansheng smiled. For the first time in the years, he smiled from the bottom of his heart. It was much better than the last time he laughed at the wedding. It was the same as when his daughter spoke for the first time and called him "Dadfather" in a slight voice.

Ning Qingye was fumbled around his waist in a hurry, found the medicine, and fell on the palm of his hand, but his hand couldn't help trembling.

Li Han moved his fingers and told his daughter not to work hard. He looked straight into his daughter's eyes, and there was no gloom in his eyes, only spoiling:

"Qingye, Daddy, I'm sorry for you."

"Dad, stop talking, you..."

"I have to say it, I haven't talked to you for many years, I have to say it."

Li Hansheng's breath was weak, but he curled the corner of his mouth and said seriously:

"It was wrong when my father was, and my father regretted it, but there is no medicine for regret in this world. I have been wanting to find you for more than ten years, but I dare not, and I don't know how to face you. When you ask about what happened back then, I don't know how to answer. Because the mistake is with me, I'm sorry for your mother, I'm sorry for you..."

Ning Qingye's body trembled slightly under the heavy rain, and he shook his head and said:

"I don't blame you anymore. I know the situation back then. I don't blame you. I just miss you, but if you don't come, I blame you. I have never hated you, Dad, don't die... Woo woo..."

The words gradually sobbed, and Qingshui's eyes were heartbroken.

Li Hansheng's eyes showed a little relief without regret, and there were a few tears:

"It's good if you don't blame Dad. From now on, just apologize to your mother."

"Dad, stop talking...Woo woo..."

Ning Qingye held Li Hansheng's blood-stained hand and cried loudly, crying as if he had lost his mother in the mountain village in Shu.

Li Hansheng kept laughing, probably the most enjoyable time he had ever laughed in so many years. He was covered in scars on his body, and he leaned against the wall and faced the sky.

On the clouds in the sky, the heroine with a straw hat seemed to be watching the father and daughter.

The heroine is named Pei Yun, who is as beautiful as the clouds in the sky.

It’s a pity that he has never dared to recall the name of the heroine for so many years.

Li Hansheng looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the sky and slowly closed his eyes.

The rain is the tears of Yun, that is Pei Yun's tears. Her daughter is so sad to cry, she should have shed two tears on his face...

"Dad?Dad?"

Ning Qingye saw Li Hansheng closing his eyes, and his sobbing body suddenly froze. He looked at the familiar cheek, his lips trembled, but he did not dare to raise his hand to touch it.

"Qingye? Bo..."

Xu Buling ran out of the market with scars on his body, passed through the guard who showed him the wounded, and came to the broken wall before seeing the scene, and the sound suddenly stopped.

"father……"

Ning Qingye knelt next to Li Hansheng, crying hysterically and almost hoarse.

Chen Sining also stood behind the guard. Seeing this, Yu Xin lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes.

Xu Buling's face turned pale and slowly walked behind Qingye, half-squatting, trying to persuade him, but he didn't know how to speak, so he could only blame himself:

"Qingye, it's my fault. I shouldn't let my uncle interfere..."

“Woo woo…”

Ning Qingye was heartbroken and couldn't listen to the words at all, just cried.

Xu Buling wiped the rain on his face, thought for a while, put one hand on Qingye's shoulder, and held Li Hansheng's hand with the other hand.

only……

Li Hansheng noticed that Xu Buling was holding his hand, opened his eyes and frowned:

"What are you doing?"

“…”

The crying came to an abrupt end.

Ning Qingye still burst into tears, looking at Li Hansheng blankly.

Xu Buling quickly let go of his hand and said inexplicably:

"Uncle, you...you are seriously injured."

Li Hansheng was interrupted when he recalled the past. He shook his head helplessly, stood up on the wall, and looked down at the wound on his body:

"It's not a big deal, don't worry. On Bodhi Island, the injury is worse than this. The two waste masters want to kill me, and they underestimate me, Li Han, for giving birth."??

Ning Qingye widened his eyes, with a surprise in his eyes, but immediately disappeared, becoming the quiet and coldness of the past:

"It's okay, why are you doing here? Really..."

Ning Qingye didn't know what to say, so he stood up, turned around and left.

"I'm not tired of fighting, so I'll have a rest."

Li Hansheng laughed, laughing a little silly. Seeing Qingye leaving in anger, he turned around in disappointment and walked out of the market.

Xu Buling stood there, spread his hands, and there was nothing to say. He looked at Si Ning who had been standing outside and asked:

"Why are you here?"

Chen Sining breathed a sigh of relief, walked quickly to the front, helped Xu Buling press the wound on his shoulder, and said softly:

"Just just now, Xiao Taohua suddenly ran back and said that you and Zuo Qingqiu are here. We felt something was wrong, so we quickly ran over with our guards to take a look."

Xu Buling's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he looked at the crowd:

"Where is the little peach blossom?"

"she……"

Chen Sining turned her head and was about to call Xiao Taohua over, but there was no Xiao Taohua's figure among the dark guards...—

Above the sky, the heavy rain gradually turned into light rain.

The wet raindrops fell on his face. Zuo Qingqiu had no response. He just closed his eyes and felt the surroundings, waiting for the moment when he merged with the world, and enjoying the peace of the last moment of life.

However, not long after Xu Buling left, there were rapid footsteps sounding between the broken walls and ruins, and the girl's panicked call:
To be continued...