Article 14 of 15

Author: aaaav
Word count: 6618
Guo Jing took a few steps forward, and saw a yellow horse lying on the ground, he recognized it as the horse of the third master Han Baoju, not far away there was a bloodstain on the ground, scattered all over the ground, leading straight to the depths of the dense forest, the two quickly followed the bloodstain to Huang Rong’s dead mother’s grave. Seeing her mother’s tombstone lying on the side, Huang Rong’s heart was already full of bad premonitions. When the two of them went in and found the corpses of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters in the tomb, she knew that it would be difficult to be with Guo Jing again. Huang Rong looked at Guo Jing who was in pain, she didn’t say a word, her hands were only trembling. The mother’s tomb was in a mess, the altar table was missing a corner, and the corpses were lying in the corner in a mess. Half of the weighing pole was stuck in the chest of Quan Jinfa. Nan Xiren’s body was twisted into twists. Huang Rong picked up some jewels and looked at them, and said in disbelief, “My father is here to accompany my mother.” Guo Jing stared at her suddenly, as if blood was about to spurt out of his eyes, and said in a low voice, “You said… that my second master came to steal the jewels? How dare you say that my second master…” Why did Guo Jing speak to her in such a tone? Huang Rong just stared at him without flinching, her eyes full of despair and sorrow. Seeing Huang Rong’s expression, Guo Jing felt great pain in his heart. He ignored her and turned his head to continue looking at his master’s body. His anger gradually flared up again. He was sad and angry at the same time. At this moment, Huang Rong calmed down instead, and said softly: “If I had known God would not be so good, I would never have a good result. If you want to kill me, do it. My mother is here, and you bury me beside her.” go outside. When passing by Huang Rong, his eyes were blank, and he didn’t seem to see her. Huang Rong’s heart felt cold, she stood there for a while, although this tomb was a place she was used to, but now there were four more dead people in the tomb, she couldn’t help being startled and frightened in the darkness, she hurried out of the tomb. At this time, Guo Jing yelled loudly from the forest in the south. Huang Rong ran to follow the sound, but saw Guo Jing lying on the ground motionless. Not far away is the most beautiful peach tree. Han Xiaoying is naked and tied to the trunk. Her long sword is stuck in the ground not far away. The pain is unimaginable for women. The final fatal injury was the five finger holes that ran across the right breast and went straight to the heart. It was shocking to look at. Huang Rong muster up her mind, muster upCourageously took out the torch and burned it under Guo Jing’s nose. The smoke rose, Guo Jing sneezed twice, woke up leisurely, stared blankly at Huang Rong, his eyes turned cold, he pushed her away fiercely, and silently untied Han Xiaoying from the tree, hugged her in his arms, and said to himself: “I heard from Brother Zhou that the technique of Jiuyin White Bone Claw is like this. Now that Mei Chaofeng is dead, who else in the world knows the scriptures of Jiuyin besides your father?” After thinking about it, he put her on the soft flower mat, leaned over to dig a hole, and didn’t let his hands be idle, otherwise he was really afraid that he would kill Huang Rong. He first dug with Han Xiaoying’s long sword for a while, and then he dug faster and faster. The long sword snapped at the hilt with a slap, and suddenly a surge of heat surged in his chest, and he opened his mouth, spitting out two big mouthfuls of blood. Huang Rong went to the gardener’s home to get two shovels, threw one to him, and took one for herself to help dig the hole. Guo Jing snatched the shovel from her hand without saying a word, snapped it off, threw it on the ground, and took another shovel to dig by himself. At this point, Huang Rong didn’t cry, she just sat on the ground and watched. Guo Jing put all his strength into it, and in just one meal, he had already dug two holes, big and small. He respectfully put Han Xiaoying’s body in the pit. Huang Rong peeked out and saw his devout and admiring expression, and her heart turned cold: “It turns out that he loves his Seventh Master far more than me.” He vented his anger to his heart’s content, and at the end of crying, he fell down and passed out. After an unknown amount of time, he woke up leisurely, but seeing the sun was shining brightly, it turned out that it was already dawn. Standing up and looking around, Huang Rong no longer knew where she had gone. Guo Jing continued to bury the soil, got up and came to Huang Rong’s mother’s tomb, but found that the door of the tomb was closed, and it didn’t move even when pushed. Suddenly, Huang Rong called out from a distance: “I’ll open it.”