moon shadow

Chapter 8. Death

After a few days, Si Nongyue realized that keeping Yinfeng was not bad.

Cooking and eating, exploring the surroundings and other trivial matters can be entrusted to this person. If you feel uncomfortable sleeping on the rocks at night or feel that the air is cold early in the spring, you can also take the person over and use it as a cushion to hug. Absolutely complete functions, hard work .

With such a person around, he can spend the last few days of his life leisurely without worrying that no one will collect his body when he dies.

Strange to say, he had many subordinates like this before, but he never became interested.In the past few days, he took pleasure in teasing this guard named Yinfeng. Seeing him embarrassed and helpless, his heart would be inexplicably happy. Times are different.

This is to say that he missed many interesting things in the past, which is really a pity.What's more, he didn't have a good life for a few days, and he didn't have time to seriously experience these joys in life.

He could feel that the time he could procrastinate had reached the limit, and he had a premonition: next year today is his memorial day.Yinfeng's input of true energy into his body every day is only a drop in the bucket, and the effect is not as good as one time. Moreover, the frequent wear and tear also puts a lot of load on Yinfeng. If his strength was counted as ten in the past, he can still exert five at most now. point.

"Master, are you feeling better?" After finishing his training, Yinfeng stood up from behind Si Nongyue, his face slightly pale.

"It's useless for you to do all these things, why don't you save your strength to get a wild deer to feast on your grandfather." Si Nongyue wiped off the blood on her lips, and said with a grin, with a lot of dissatisfaction in her tone.

After eating wild fruits for five or six days, he is not a vegetarian monk, how could he not hold back his anger?The most hateful thing is that he told the guard many times that he didn't need him to help him, but this man just believed in death and insisted on giving him his true energy every day.

Yinfeng shook his head and said, "The safety of the sect master is the most important thing."

This is the difference between her own subordinates and those of other family members. In the past, when Si Nongyue gave orders to her subordinates, who would dare to say "no"?And this Yinfeng disobeyed the order again and again, and always talked about "the safety of the sect master", but in fact it was just because his family's Miss Weiyun's order was "protect the sect master".

It's a lot of fun to tease other people's people, but it's not comfortable to really use them.Si Nongyue struggled for a while, and decided not to hurt people by saying things like "I'm going to die today, why do you want to go?" no?

"A few days ago, you said that old man Zhan had surrounded the forest. Let's see what happens today." Si Nongyue thought for a while and said.

Even if there was movement, he didn't plan to move, saying that these were just trying to send people out.

"Yes." The man replied forcefully as usual.

"Be careful, don't get caught." If he is caught, no one will be able to collect his body. He has no interest in using the flowers, plants and trees in the forest as fertilizer.

"Yes."

Another one-word answer.

Si Nongyue was short of breath for a while, and waved her hand weakly: "Go, go."

Seeing the black man turning into a shadow and rushing away, Si Nongyue's pained expression flashed across his brows, and he grabbed the stone wall with five fingers fiercely, and spat out a big mouthful of blood.The blood was a strange bright red, and it kept falling from his mouth, as if it would not stop until it ran out, it was shocking at first glance.

He didn't have the habit of showing weakness in front of others, so he sent out Yinfeng, the only one he could rely on at the moment.With no one around, the fishy sweetness that was suppressed in the throat finally came out.

Feeling better, Si Nongyue straightened up, covered the blood on the ground with sand, and went outside to the pool to wash the blood off her face.

Seeing her own face reflected in the water, Si Nongyue chuckled twice and squeezed twice to remove the identity of the master of the Si family. His face really does not have any power.

"Sect Master."

The deep voice that has been familiar for the past few days came from behind, and Si Nongyue was startled, and then washed the blood stained on her hands in the water as if nothing had happened.

"Why are you back?" Si Nongyue turned around, looked at Yin Feng who was kneeling respectfully, and felt that the man in front of her seemed a little uneasy.

"Elder Zhan has led more than a dozen elites from the Si family to search here."

Yinfeng's voice didn't fluctuate, Si Nongyue put her hand on his shoulder, but she could feel the man trembling slightly.

"Are you afraid?" Si Nongyue moved her hand to the other's fragile neck, feeling the warm pulsation under her fingers, and suddenly felt a kind of kindness.

Yinfeng raised his head obediently, as if he had made up his mind, his eyes stared straight at Si Nongyue with a burning brilliance: "This subordinate is willing to go and lure Elder Zhan and his party away."

"You are going to die." Si Nongyue frowned. In all fairness, he doesn't care much about who dies and who lives, but the person in front of him has been with him for a few days, and there is always some weak fate, "You don't know if I live or die?" Not long?"

"I know." He didn't know whether the three words Yinfeng was answering the previous sentence or the last sentence, he paused, and then said, "The sect master will not die before Yinfeng."

Everyone has their own persistence, Yinfeng looks dull, he is not a fool after all, but he is willing to protect that woman Weiyun, who can be called a rival in love, and even sacrifices his life for it, so people have to sigh up.

"You are not allowed to go." Si Nongyue pursed her lips, thinking that everything this guard did was because of that woman named Weiyun, the woman she loved, she was in a bad mood.

"Master, you are not Yinfeng's master." Yinfeng's voice was still as firm as before, the corners of his lips seemed to curve slightly, and an unknown brilliance appeared on that cold face.

Si Nongyue didn't expect that this man of few words would blatantly contradict her, let alone that he could laugh too. With such a moment of stupefaction, the man has already gone far.

Firm, but without hesitation.

This man is destined to be gone forever.

Si Nongyue stared at it blankly for a long time, until a viscous liquid fell on his hand, and he finally recovered - it was the blood oozing from between his lips, which was completely cold.

Reminiscing about the back view when she walked out, Si Nongyue lay down on the ground without any image, her handsome brows were full of complex and unclear expressions.

For a woman, and so desperately.

What a fool.

Si Nongyue really wanted to sneer, but she coughed fiercely due to the blood in her throat, as if she wanted to cough up her heart and lungs.

But he still wanted to laugh, and the laughter squeezed out hoarsely from his throat, and rang in the cave intermittently, non-stop.

He smiled and thought heartlessly: This posture really looks like a sacrifice for love.