The sky was grey and the mist were silky, and some dawn lights were slightly exposed. A little orange halo was spreading from the dark sky. It diffused and became denser.
Ye Hai, who was meditating in the forest, opened his eyes. His face fulfilled with wrinkles was slightly changed.
“Is it Swordsmen Leader Lin?" Ye Hai stood up slowly. He didn't have to look back but knew who’s behind him.
Lin Chang had a high status in Ye Family, even Ye Hai had also called him leader.
“Exactly.” Answered Lin.
“Is it… News of our homeowner?” Ye Hai asked. It was the day of the duel, and he expected Ye Cheng to arrive.
“Yes." Lin Chang sneered: “The news is… Ye Cheng is dead."
“What did you say?” Ye Hai exclaimed. He turned around and saw a grim, cold face.
Lin Chang’s words were no joke. First, it wasn’t funny. Second, he wasn’t a people who are able to tell a joke.
“Thanks for the hard working in this period, Grandpa Ye.” Lin Chang spoke in a calm tone, but his eyes were difficult to conceal his excitement and pride, “You blocked all the Jianghu people and the spies from the government and saved me a lot of things.”
“What do you mean? For you?” Ye Hai was aware of Lin Chang's intention of killing, so he was instinctively hostile.
“Ha ha… Do you remember the letter?" Lin Chang laughed.
There was a shudder in Ye Hai’s head and a white halo flashed in front of him. He had realized something, but he couldn’t believe it. If it's a common old man, he should be faint already.
“You…… You did what to homeowner…”Ye Hai’s breath was unstable, and his expression was mixed with both angry and surprise.
“I said, Ye Cheng is dead.” Lin Chang replied with a relaxed manner, “if you’re not old enough to be silly. You should understand when you hear this. A letter of duels. I wrote it. I wrote that order, too. The instructions of keep the doorkeeper away from the sword grave, the instructions of keeping you here, etc.… I did them all.”
“You!” Ye Hai’s was extremely and anxious his breath was disordered. He staggered back two steps: "Impossible… How can you… “
“How can I kill Ye Cheng? Hum…" Lin Chang took his word up and said, “Of course it's because my martial arts are above him.” His intention of killing became more obvious, while his hands were behind his back. He did not move his sword at all, "It’s harder to imitate his handwriting than killing him." He smiled: “I followed Ye Cheng for many years, and spent months studying his brush strokes in an effort to be similar on both physical and mental. But…… Even if I’m confident I can fool everyone, I’m not sure I can fool your eyes.” He paced forward. “When I put the letter in your hand, I was afraid you would see it coming. But in the end, you didn’t object but just obeyed."
“I did see something strange… “Ye Ha was shaking all over. He bit his teeth and said, “But I think… “
“Hha… “Lin Chang interrupted with another burst of laughter: “You think 'killing the houseowner', 'provoke a duel', 'give fake order'… None of this is possible. Right? Hha… “He could not help laughing. "That would be even less likely from me, wouldn’t it?”
“Lin Chang, Ye Family has a lofty kindness to you… “Ye Hai said:” Why do you… “
“Farting!" Lin Chang’s face suddenly show the expression of rage: “Lofty kindness? How? I trained myself in this martial art by myself. The Jianghu status came from my own rolling out on the blade; Didn’t I deserve all these years of dedicated service to Ye Family?
"The martial arts that I learned in the family, any disciple has the opportunity to learn. But Ye Family members could have their own descendants? Ye Cheng and Ye Muhan can learn 'Ye Family Sword' or 'Divine Snow Qi'. Why can’t I? Because I’m an outsider… No! Servant!”
At this moment, Lin Chang's eyes fell. His intention of killing waved like big river to the old man in front of him.
The fierce sword Qi were flowing from the finger of Lin Chang. At this moment, none sword was much better than the sword. With dozens of leaves in the forest, sword Qi attacked Ye Hai.
At the same time, Lin Chang showed a look of sarcasm: “Funny you old slave, a lifetime to Ye family as a domestic horse and felt you are indebted???”
Not to mention evading, Ye Hai had not even seen it, and he was instantly hurt badly by the blades of the leaves.
Perhaps realizing that the destiny had arrived, Ye Hai calmed down after being wounded, "You may be right, but the world it always is. I was not born in a wealthy family, nor after a famous martial art family. This is my life, life is bad and you cannot blame people.
"I knew exactly how Ye Family treated me. They were unashamed of me, and this was grace; I am willing to serve; that is righteousness.
"What kind of world we live in, what kind of person we are. Today I will die, but I live at least with a clear conscience.
"And you… Lin Chang, hum… Ye family does not give you Kungfu, where do you go to practice martial arts? How can you rise in fame without Ye Family's name? Even if you think Ye Family is no kindness to you, but do you have a vendetta?
"Clearly, it's just your ambition, but said it as others owe you general something…….. “
“Shut up!" Lin Chang rose a finger, a steam Qi flew from his fingertips and went through Ye Hai's chest.
“You can’t change the destiny, just accept the life say hello to your death!” Lin Chang looked at him coldly: “I’m different from you… My fate depends on myself!"
After a breath, dozens of air swords busted out from all parts of Ye Hai’s body, leading into lots of blood flowers.
At this moment, Ye Hai really understood why Ye Cheng will die.
The martial arts of Lin Chang are no longer the realm that Ye Hai could understand.
“What do you want to do? This duel, after all… “Blood was pouring out of the mouth of Ye Hai, and dozens of holes in his body were bleeding. He leaned his back against the tree and gradually sat down on the ground. He managed with an effort to ask one last question.
“Hum… Go down and ask your master." Lin Chang said this, and turned to the direction of Canglin Town.
In fact, even if he was willing to answer the question, Ye Hai could not hear the answer…
East, a red sun burst out, dyed the pale purple sky to a blue one. All the clouds were on gilt right now.
Among the mountains and forests, under an old pagoda tree in a bloodbath, sat an old man. He would never wake up, but his eyes never getting closed…