Starting from the imperial palace guards, his clones spread all over the world.

Chapter 595 It turns out that Kiyama Ao is her!!!
Kiyama Sei imprisoned himself in his room for three whole days.

For these three days, time seemed to freeze in a thick sadness.

She was like a soulless shell, curled up in the cold corner of the bed.

She neither eats nor drinks, and occasionally cries out in grief or sobs softly.

However, most of the time, she just sat quietly.

The cold sharpness of the past was gone from his eyes, replaced by a stagnant numbness and bewilderment.

Liang Jin stayed by her side for three days.

Over the past three days, something seems to have happened in the mountain stronghold. People outside can be heard shouting and yelling from time to time, and it seems that a large number of people are gathering.

But Liang Jin couldn't be bothered with it anymore.

Nothing is more important than winning the heart of a third-rank martial artist.

On the evening of the third day, the twilight spread across the sky like thick ink.

Han Tong has arrived.

He moved with utmost lightness, slipping into the room like a cat, nodding slightly to Liang Jin, then leaning down to whisper a few words in Mu Shanqing's ear.

These few whispered words, like a pebble thrown into a stagnant pool, stirred a faint but real ripple deep within the hollow eyes of Mushan Qingkong.

Her body, frozen like a stone sculpture, trembled almost imperceptibly.

The pupils, which had been unfocused and scattered, slowly and laboriously focused.

After Han Tong finished speaking, he quickly left, and the room fell silent again, but the atmosphere had subtly changed.

As the night deepened and all was quiet, only the intermittent chirping of insects outside the window could be heard.

She finally spoke her first words to Liang Jin, who was still with her:
"I'm leaving tomorrow."

Kiyama Sei stood by the window, without turning her head.

Her voice was soft, yet it carried a resolute and unwavering determination.

Liang Jin's heart moved slightly.

Of course he understands.

She was not only leaving Yanshan Village, which held immense sorrow, but also leaving Liang Jin.

Given her personality, once she says "I'm leaving," there's no turning back.

Mushan Qing's voice was ethereal, as if he were speaking to Liang Jin, or perhaps to himself, or even bidding farewell to his master who had vanished into thin air:
“I came here... only to wait for my master, she is my only family in this world.”

Her voice choked for a moment, thick with nasal tone, but she quickly suppressed it, revealing an almost cruel calm:

"Now...she's gone. This place...has no longer held any attachment for me."

She seemed to have finally forced herself to accept that cold reality.

Liang Jin didn't speak, but simply watched her slender yet upright back, patiently playing the role of a silent listener.

He knew that words of comfort would be pale and powerless at this moment.

"I still have a lot of things to do...

Kiyama Sei's voice gradually regained a sliver of strength—a strength born of hatred, cold and sharp:
"Han Tong told me... that we have some leads on my enemy."

She slowly turned around, and the moonlight shone through the window lattice, casting dappled shadows on her pale face.

Those once empty eyes now burn with an almost obsessive flame:

"I must hunt him down! To the ends of the earth, until he is dead!"

"If it gets too late, who knows which dark corner he'll hide in!"

She finally turned her gaze to Liang Jin, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

There is lingering sorrow, and a resolute determination to embark on the path of revenge.

There was also a trace of... a complex emotion she herself hadn't fully grasped—emotions towards the man who had guarded her for three days.

Is it gratitude? Is it reliance?

Or something else?
"Thank you so much for taking care of me during this time."

Kiyama Sei's voice lowered, carrying an unprecedented softness.

She bowed deeply and solemnly to Liang Jin.

Liang Jin nodded calmly and accepted the greeting.

He knew this was a farewell, and also a kind of ending.

"Since you are alright, I will not disturb you any longer."

Liang Jin stood up, his voice calm and even:

"Get some rest tonight, so you can set off tomorrow."

He turned and walked towards the door, his steps steady.

As Kiyama Sei watched his departing figure, an indescribable surge of emotion welled up inside him!

Resentment! Disappointment!
There was also a strong urge to grasp something!

She knew that after tonight's parting, the world would be vast and distant, and this tiny connection between them would likely be severed forever.

From this point on, we are strangers; our fate has run its course!
She wanted to speak, to question him, to grab him and demand an explanation.

What exactly did this man's subtle flirting, his deliberate indifference, and those dazzling gifts mean?
Did he ever have even a shred of sincerity towards her?

However, a thousand words stuck in her throat, like a heavy boulder, preventing her from making a sound.

She could only watch his retreating figure, feeling the coldness and...despair of impending loss.

She desperately wished he would stop on his own!

suddenly!

Liang Jin's figure really stopped at the door.

He was somewhat unwilling to accept it.

He has invested so much time and energy in Mushan Qing, is he really going to just let her leave like this?
Wouldn't all the previous investments have gone down the drain?
No! Absolutely not!

He, Liang Jin, never does a business that loses money!

Even if they have to leave, they should at least recoup their "costs"!
More importantly...we must leave an even deeper imprint on her heart!

Give it a try!
Liang Jin suddenly turned around, his eyes becoming unusually sharp and...fiery in the dim light.

He strode forward, and in a few steps he was back in front of Mushan Qing. His tall figure carried an undeniable sense of oppression, instantly enveloping her.

Startled by this sudden action, Kiyama Sei took a half step back and bumped into the cold edge of the bed.

She looked up uneasily at Liang Jin, who was so close to her, and the turbulent emotions in his eyes made her feel flustered.

"You...do you have anything else to say..."

The words have not yet been spoken!

Like a cheetah pouncing on its prey, Liang Jin suddenly leaned down and pulled her into his arms like iron hoops!
His kiss, with an almost brutal, predatory quality, pressed fiercely and irresistibly onto her lips!

That wasn't a gentle, tender embrace, but a storm raging with intense possessiveness and a desire to conquer!
Kiyama Sei was caught off guard, and his body instantly stiffened!

She struggled instinctively, pushing against Liang Jin's firm chest with both hands, letting out muffled sobs.

However, Liang Jin was too strong.

His arms were like steel, holding her firmly in place.

That passionate kiss, with a strange magic, instantly ignited the loneliness and longing that had been suppressed deep within her for so long, a longing she herself had never even noticed.

Three days and three nights of sorrow, like a huge, cold void, were now being forcibly filled by this sudden, destructive heat.

The struggle melted away like ice and snow under Liang Jin's domineering and persistent attack.

Resistance turned into a futile push, and finally... she completely collapsed into his strong arms, turning into a barely audible sigh.

Liang Jin sensed her compliance, but his actions did not become gentler; instead, they became even more unrestrained.

However, in the midst of this intense struggle, his rough cheek unexpectedly touched something cool and wet.

He paused, then slightly raised his head.

Under the moonlight, Kiyama Ao had her eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling violently like wet butterfly wings.

Crystalline tears, like pearls from a broken string, streamed down her tightly closed eyes, wetting her hair and his skin.

Liang Jin felt a slight pause in his heart.

These tears... are they because Master's grief has not yet subsided?
Or is it because of... his almost forced plunder?

He subconsciously loosened his grip slightly, the fervor in his eyes fading, replaced by a complex scrutiny.

If others are unwilling, he naturally won't force them.

A sense of irritation flashed through Liang Jin's mind. He loosened his grip on Liang Jin's arm and turned to leave.

"Don't go!"

A trembling, almost pleading cry came from behind.

Kiyama Sei opened her eyes at some point, gazing at his retreating figure through teary eyes.

Her eyes were filled with panic, revealing only a fragile vulnerability after being utterly shattered and an extreme longing for warmth.

Her voice was soft, yet carried a desperate, all-or-nothing quality:

"Stay...with me..."

Liang Jin stopped in his tracks again.

He understood.

At that moment, she was like a drowning person grabbing onto the last piece of driftwood.

Her emotions had collapsed, her reason had vanished, and only her most primal instincts remained.

Seeking solace, seeking reliance, seeking... even just a sliver of illusory warmth to dispel the bone-chilling cold.

Both of them knew perfectly well what staying meant.

Taking advantage of someone's misfortune?

A barely perceptible, mocking smile appeared on Liang Jin's lips.

So what?

When Liang was in charge of his work, did he ever care about these empty titles?
Moreover, this was part of his plan all along!

It's just that the timing came earlier and was more... opportune than he had expected.

The investment... can't be wasted!
He turned around abruptly, his eyes regaining their fiery and determined intensity, even carrying a fierce determination to succeed.

He pounced on that delicate body, which was trembling slightly from crying, once again!

This time, there were no more obstacles...

……

After an unknown amount of time, everything finally calmed down.

Exhaustion, like a heavy tide, overwhelmed the two of them.

They fell into a deep sleep, embracing each other.

When the first rays of dawn, like fine golden sand, stubbornly pierced through the cracks in the window frame, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Kiyama Ao finally awoke from her deep sleep. Her long eyelashes fluttered a few times before she slowly opened them.

Those eyes, washed by tears and a night of madness, seemed to have lost some of their coldness, gaining a hint of indescribable complexity.

She gently shifted her body, sat up, and turned her back to Liang Jin. Her long, black hair cascaded down her smooth, jade-like back like a waterfall, gleaming softly in the morning light.

She picked up a wooden comb from beside her pillow and began to comb her somewhat messy long hair, her movements slow and focused, as if she were performing some kind of sacred ritual.

Liang Jin also woke up at this time.

He squinted, admiring the shapely back and the firm, delicate skin.

She is indeed well-maintained; it would not be an exaggeration to say that she looks like a woman in her twenties.

However, when his gaze inadvertently swept over the crumpled sheets beneath him, his eyes suddenly froze!
A striking red plum blossom blooms on the fabric!
Liang Jin felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his heart tightly!
A strong, unbelievable shock instantly rushed to my head!

"No way……"

Liang Jin felt it was inexplicably absurd.

Mu Shanqing looks quite old, at least forty years old.

It's still...

At this time.

Kiyama Ao, who was combing her hair, stopped what she was doing.

She didn't turn around, but spoke softly in her voice, which had regained its coolness yet carried a hint of barely perceptible shyness and determination:
“Song…Song Lang…”

The affectionate nickname that came out of her mouth carried a bittersweetness:
"Now that we've... come to this... there are some things I no longer need to hide from you."

Liang Jin's heart skipped a beat!
Instantly regaining his composure, all complex emotions were forcibly suppressed, leaving only the keen senses of a hunter.

coming!

After their relationship progressed further, they successfully opened her tightly closed heart!
He stared intently at her retreating figure, anticipating her next words.

Kiyama Sei slowly, very slowly, turned around.

The morning light just passed over her shoulder, clearly illuminating her face.

The slight, smug smile that Liang Jin had been wearing on his face froze completely the moment he saw that face!

"This……"

His pupils suddenly contracted to the size of a pinhead!
A bone-chilling cold, like a cold current, rushed from his tailbone to the top of his head, instantly freezing his blood!
My limbs and bones felt completely cold and numb!
"How could this be...?"

His face remained impassive despite the extreme shock, but inside, a raging storm was brewing!

All the nerves tensed to their limit instantly, and the internal energy within the body, like a venomous snake facing a fatal threat, instantly coiled up and gathered, ready to strike!

A fierce and incomparable killing intent surged wildly deep within his eyes, as if it were a tangible substance!
It looked as if he was about to explode at any moment and tear the person in front of him to shreds!
Because of the face in front of me...

This face, stripped of all pretense, was breathtakingly beautiful in the morning light...

He knows him!
And... I remember it vividly!

at this time.

Kiyama Ao's beautiful face flushed slightly, and she said shyly:
"This is my true face."

"I did not mean to deceive you, but I had no choice."

Do you... like me now?

like?

A murderous intent flickered in Liang Jin's eyes.

He once wished he could tear that beautiful face apart with his own hands!
This is clearly Li Xueqing, the one who constantly opposed his "Xiongba" clone at the Hualongmen in Dongzhou, nearly killing the clone several times, like a leech clinging to his bone!

"Are you kidding..."

In Liang Jin's mind, an absurd and mocking voice was roaring wildly.

What a cruel and ironic joke fate had played on him!

The woman he painstakingly tried to win over turned out to be his doppelganger's mortal enemy!
Last night, he actually... had sex with this woman he wanted to get rid of as soon as possible?!
This is absolutely ridiculous!
"Li Xueqing...Mu Shanqing..."

Liang Jin pondered these two names repeatedly in his mind.

Suddenly, it was like a sudden awakening!
Take each character of the name "Li Xueqing" in half.

Half of the character “李” is “木”, half of the character “雪” is “山”, and half of the character “晴” is “青”.

The combined name is exactly "Mushanqing"!
The answer was hidden in the name all along!

He just never thought about it deeply!
In particular, on the night he killed Zhu Ying, a famous constable of the Six Doors, Liang Jin had seen Li Xueqing use a superb disguise technique to transform herself into a man.

He is named Mushan Qing, is skilled in disguise, is a third-rank martial artist, and has an unknown background.

He should have realized it was Li Xueqing!

Damn!

Liang Jin was so filled with remorse that he felt like he was going to vomit blood!

A few days ago, all his attention was drawn to the news of Shen Wanshi's arrival in Changzhou, and he used the "Thousand-Mile Tracking" feature to track the richest man's whereabouts day and night.

If... even a single sliver of attention had been spared to focus on Li Xueqing just once, how could such a colossal blunder have occurred today?!

Finished!

All his plans and investments instantly turned into a huge irony!

The net he meticulously wove ultimately ensnared his own mortal enemy!
Mu Shanqing, or more accurately, Li Xueqing, watched Liang Jin's ever-changing, unpredictable expression, and his lack of response for a long time, which made her feel uneasy.

Two blushes rose on her beautiful face, and with a hint of unease and apology, she asked softly:
"Are you... are you alright? Is it... because I've been hiding my true face, that you're angry?"

She quickly explained, her tone softer than ever before:
"I really have no choice! I have an extremely powerful enemy in Dongzhou. If my identity is exposed and my whereabouts are revealed, I... I will surely die!"

"Only...only by finding a breakthrough opportunity can I protect myself..."

She assumed that Liang Jin was angry at her deception.

angry?

Liang Jin sneered inwardly, his hidden killing intent surging wildly!
His fists were already clenched tightly under the blankets beside him, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

A sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

Should we... kill Li Xueqing right now?!

To prevent future troubles!

He was confident and certain about this.

Li Xueqing was completely unguarded with him, her defenses wide open, and the two were so close.

With a single, full-force punch, Liang Jin could completely eradicate this threat from the world!

Her stunningly beautiful face, along with her head, was blasted into a cloud of blood mist!
Just one punch!
kill? Or not to kill?

This thought was fiercely battling in Liang Jin's mind.

Kill her? To eliminate any future trouble!
Given her current level of trust in herself and complete lack of vigilance, her success rate is nearly 100%!
however……

That glaring red petal still lingers in my mind's eye.

He just got his "first blood," and then turned around and killed someone?
This tactic... is utterly shameless!
Even though Liang Jin's heart was as hard as iron, he felt a... indescribable awkwardness at this moment.

Moreover, Li Xueqing is Xiong Ba's mortal enemy, which does not directly conflict with Song Jiang's identity at this moment!

Killing her would certainly eliminate a potential threat to his clone, but it would also mean that all his previous investments in Li Xueqing would be completely wiped out!

A living, powerful third-rank expert named Li Xueqing who has developed feelings for him.

Its potential value may far exceed that of a cold corpse!

Use it! We must continue to use it!
This cold-blooded idea ultimately prevailed.

The murderous intent receded rapidly like the receding tide, and the tightly clenched fist slowly loosened.

then.

In a flash, Liang Jin forcibly suppressed all the surging emotions on his face, instantly replacing them with an expression of surprise and admiration.

He reached out and, with a natural, even slightly domineering, motion, pulled Li Xueqing back into his arms.

With his other hand, he gently pinched her smooth, delicate chin, forcing her to lift her beautiful face.

"Angry? How could I be angry?"

Liang Jin's voice was deliberately low and magnetic, tinged with exaggerated surprise:
"This is... a surprise! A huge surprise!"

"I never expected you to be so beautiful."

His gaze lingered greedily on her face, as if admiring a rare treasure:
"I, Song Jiang, am truly fortunate to have the opportunity to spend a wonderful night with such a beauty."

These words were full of frivolity and recklessness.

Normally, this would have enraged Li Xueqing.

But in bed, these words are actually sweet nothings that enhance the mood, fitting the ambiguous atmosphere of the moment.

Where had Li Xueqing ever heard such explicit love talk?

Especially since it came from the mouth of a man who had just been intimate with her.

She felt her cheeks burning, so ashamed she almost buried her face in his chest.

Her unease was instantly replaced by sweetness, and her voice was barely audible.
"I'm glad you... I'm glad you like it..."

She paused, a hint of helplessness in her voice:
"But take a good look now... once we leave, I'll have to... switch back to that face."

Safety has always been her deepest concern.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful face before him, which also filled him with such hatred, Liang Jin felt his inner rage reignite!

This face is a constant reminder of the grudge between him and Li Xueqing!
Not killing her is already the biggest concession, but we absolutely cannot let her have it easy!

She must be punished severely!
I vented all my frustration and anger on her!

"I like you? Of course I like you! I like you so much... I wish I could meld you into my very bones!"

Liang Jin's voice suddenly became hoarse and aggressive, and his eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly flipped over and, with absolute dominance, pinned Li Xueqing down once again!
"what!"

Li Xueqing exclaimed in surprise, a hint of panic flashing in her beautiful eyes:
"It's...it's already dawn! No..."

She had realized what Liang Jin was going to do.

Liang Jin let out a cold laugh:
"So what if it's bright?"

His movements were rough and carried a kind of venting ferocity:
"I don't know when we'll meet again after this farewell. I'm reluctant to part. Let me enjoy myself to the fullest!"

He gave her no more chance to speak, and like a conqueror, began a new round of savage and merciless conquest.

Only in this almost punishing possession could he slightly quell the churning hatred and sense of absurdity in his heart.

At first, Li Xueqing felt some shame about this daytime debauchery, but under Liang Jin's domineering and passionate advances, that resistance quickly turned into submissive sobs.

She gently and affectionately embraced Liang Jin's strong waist, pressing her burning cheek against his sweaty chest.

In his ear, Li Xueqing made a promise in a voice that was barely audible yet incredibly firm:
"Wait for me... wait until I'm done with this. I'll come back to you..."

"Will!"

"I've been so happy during the time I've spent with you..."

“We’ll meet again soon. Song…Song Lang…”

(End of this chapter)