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Chapter 81

The peach branches and vines waved and threw Feng Rui to the ground in an instant.

"Huang Nu." Feng Rui murmured softly.

He knew that it was not Huang Nu who was controlling the peach branches and vines at this time, so Huang Nu was reluctant to push him away.

This is another evil thought born by Taozhi itself.

Suddenly, peach branches and vines became flying all over the sky.

Like a hedgehog that exploded a ball.

After throwing Feng Rui to the ground, the peach branches and vines suddenly rose.

Immediately afterwards, a huge peach branch vine suddenly rushed towards Fengrui.

"How dare you!" Jiang Ming, who was too late to stop him from a distance, shouted angrily.

"Go to hell, you heartless man!" A wicked female voice came from the peach branch vine.

Feng Rui looked at the peach branches and vines that were about to approach, and before he had time to dodge, his pupils widened!

The next second is death!

He wanted to move his footsteps, but he couldn't move his body.

It's too late.

At this moment, Feng Rui's body was suddenly hit by a huge force.

"Son, get out of the way!"

I saw an elderly figure rushing out, knocking Feng Rui to the ground on the other side.

It's the father!
He was the closest father to Feng Rui.

It was this old man whose body was already old, who suddenly burst out with absolute strength, saving Feng Rui's life.

The peach branches and vines are like a sharp knife out of its sheath. Once it is out of its sheath, there is no reason to return without success.

Some people live, some people have to die.

The peach branches and vines that were supposed to pierce through Feng Rui's body were now replaced by his father.

A stream of blood flowed out from the old man's chest like running water.

Blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, and his mouth was covered with paste.

The old man said in a squeaky voice: "Father, I'm sorry for you."

With his arms hanging down, the old man looked at his son who was knocked and rolled on the ground by himself.

Mouth relieved smile.

It was you who pushed me aside just now. There seemed to be an abyss in the relationship between father and son, and we became two cliffs facing each other from a distance.

Now it is I who knocked you down, this time it is different from just now, it is my cliff that hits you.

The two cliffs that originally had a gap merged together again.

In this way, is it even once?
The old man looked at his son one last time before closing his eyes.

A drop of tears flowed silently in his eyes, and finally dispersed and turned into a migratory bird flying into the sky.

The blue sky and white clouds are really nice, but unfortunately I can never see them again
"Father!"

Feng Rui stepped forward and hugged his father who was lying on the ground, letting the blood stain his clothes.

But the old man in his arms would never wake up again.

Even after he left, there was still a relieved smile on his face, presumably he had found his own redemption in the last knife.

The old man lay quietly in his son's arms, like a sleeping baby, peaceful and deep.

"Why, why is this happening?"

Feng Rui had a sad face. Although the father-son relationship was always at a freezing point, in his heart, he had always loved his father.

But we've always been good at faking it.

Pretending to be strong.

Pretending to be indifferent.

Pretending to always show your worst side in front of the people you love most.

So the end of the story is always full of regrets.

The vines were still flying all over the sky. Seeing that Fengrui was not killed at once, the peach branches and vines became even crazier.

The evil thoughts within roared:
"Damn you!"

"It's all about you, it's all about you that Huang Nu refused to rest in peace."

"It's you who made her stay in my body!"

"It's all about you! It's all about you that makes me incomplete!"

"I am going to kill you!"

"Kill you and I will be stronger!"

shhhhh--

The peach branches and vines turned into sharp knives.

This time it’s no longer one, but countless!
Like densely packed flying swords, they roared towards Feng Rui one after another.

"Quickly open!"

Jiang Ming had a premonition this time, he had already come to Feng Rui.

The Po Jun Wu in his hand was so airtight that it blocked the sharp blades turned from peach blossom vines.

The big man was also summoned by Xiao Tang, and together with Jiang Ming blocked the peach blossom blades that filled the sky.

Of course, at this time, the bone was also summoned by Jiang Ming. I saw that the bone was holding a bird's head scepter in his hand, and he was waving it in front of him, but the picture looked a little weird.

Xiao Tang and Feng Rui hid behind them.

There are too many peach blossom blades densely packed, Jiang Ming and the big man with bones are hard to deal with.

Now it seems quite relaxed and can be sustained.

But if it takes a long time, they will all be pierced by these peach blossom blades.

No, going on like this is not an option, we must find a suitable method to deal with these peach blossom blades. Anxiety gradually appeared on Jiang Ming's face.

"Just think of a way."

Jiang Ming shouted to Xiaotang behind him.

And Xiaotang has an innocent face, and directly gave Jiang Ming a big watery eye, as if to say: I don't have any good solution, you work hard, I believe in you, it will definitely work
At this time, Feng Rui also looked anxious.

Facing the peach branches and vines full of evil thoughts, he knew that these vines at this time were no longer Huang Nu.

Huang Nu's soul thoughts have been suppressed by Tao Zhi's evil thoughts.

When Feng Rui was doing research at that time, he had already studied some supernatural and weird things, but he actually had some tricks.

A harmonica was taken out of Feng Rui's pocket.

The mouth of the piano meets the lips, and the breath is long.

Immediately afterwards, a peaceful and beautiful piece of music was heard from the harmonica.

"dudu~"

"Beep beep beep-"

"Didi, beep, beep, beep"

(It’s so embarrassing, I can’t help but complain, hahaha)

The beautiful harmonica sound is full of quiet power.

Jiang Ming, who was holding the Pojun in his hand, heard the sound of the piano and had the idea of ​​holding the Pojun still on the ground.

And this caused Taozhi's evil thoughts, which were already in a normal state, to gradually calm down after hearing the beautiful sound of the piano.

Taozhi's evil thoughts were suppressed by the tranquility of the piano, and it began to feel very uncomfortable.

"Ah—damn it, it's this annoying song again."

"You stop now!"

"Stop it, or I'll kill you!"

Taozhi Sinian has actually heard this familiar tune many times.

Many times in the middle of the night, whenever it wants to stretch out its vines to absorb fresh vitality, this song will always appear at a critical moment, ruining its good deeds.

It's just that at that time, most of the music was played with the guqin, but this time it was played with the harmonica.

The evil thoughts were suppressed, but at this time, the soul thoughts of Huang Nu stored inside took the opportunity to emerge.

"You are not allowed to hurt them." Huang Nujiao scolded.

"Huang Nu, haven't you understood yet, they are here to kill you." The evil thought coaxed.

"They are not, they are here to kill you!" Huang Nu was unmoved.

"Hehe, kill me? Isn't killing me also killing you, you silly girl."

"Then let's die together!"

"you"

Peach branches and vines fluttered, and Huangnu began to compete with Evil Nian's body again. For a while, the two became entangled, and it was hard to tell who was who.

Feng Rui, Jiang Ming, and Xiao Tang looked at the scene in front of them, at a loss, and they didn't have a good solution for a while.

He could only watch helplessly, hoping that Huang Nu would be able to fight over this body of peach branches and vines sooner.

After a while.

The peach branches and vines were quiet for a while, and then started dancing wildly all over the sky.

A maddened voice came from inside, wanton and vicious.

"Hahaha, this body is finally mine!"

"Now I see who of you dare to stop me!"

Countless vines attacked everyone again.

The peach branches are like sharp knives, the knife is deadly, and even killed Feng Rui's heart in one fell swoop.

Tears flickered faintly in his eyes, and his lips moved: "You, what did you do to Huang Nu?"

"Hehe, what's the matter? What else can I do, this obstructive thing, of course let her die!"

"Hahaha, let me see who can stop me now!"

Taozhi laughed wildly with evil thoughts, and its attacks became more swift and violent than before.

"I see who of you can stop me!"

Jiang Ming, a big man with strong bones, resisted the attack even more fiercely than before.

Fengrui, on the other hand, seemed to have lost his soul, and his body was limp on the ground.

Huangnu, is Huangnu really gone now?

There was great grief in his heart.

His father is gone, and Huang Nu is gone too. What else in this world is worthy of his nostalgia.

Maybe it's time to leave too.

A tear fell quietly.

Feng Rui's heart was completely dead the moment she learned that Huang Nu was completely gone.

"It's gone, it's gone."

"What's the point of my life?"

"Your damn evil thoughts, you killed father and Huang Nu."

"Damn you!"

Feng Rui gradually stood up from the ground.

Looking at the wildly dancing vines in front of him, his face gradually filled with anger.

"Destroy it."

"Destroy everything!"

"What's the point of my existence in this world!"

While Jiang Ming and the others were dealing with peach branches and vines, Feng Rui's body rushed towards the wildly flying peach branches and vines.

chi chi chi——

I saw Feng Rui's body was pierced by peach branches and sharp knives.

Blood began to flow.

And Feng Rui, who felt the endless pain, actually showed a strange smile on his face at this time.

He looked at the peach branches and vines dancing wildly in front of him, and at the last moment of his life, singing actually started from his mouth.

The singing is sad, sometimes tactful, sometimes deep, deeply touching people's heartstrings.

The moment Jiang Ming heard Feng Rui's singing, he had a premonition that this would be the most beautiful song he had ever heard in his life.

Although Jiang Ming is only a young man now.

As for Feng Rui, who dedicated his life to music, his musical accomplishments are undoubtedly top-notch.

When he first started on the road, he was always looking for how to sing the most beautiful songs.

He searched and searched, set foot in the mountains, and stayed at the rivers and rivers.

He heard the hustle and bustle of vehicles in the neon lights of high-rise buildings.

He quietly enjoyed the singing of cicadas and frogs in the countryside.

He has consulted his teacher countless times.

But no one could give him an answer.

Until the day when she was doing extraordinary scientific research, Feng Rui saw such a story in a document:
Legend has it that there is a kind of thorn bird with a phoenix blood in its body, and its feathers are as bright as burning flames. It sings only once in its life.

Since it left the nest, it has been persistently looking for the thorn tree.

When it finds a thorn tree that it thinks it is satisfied with, it will plunge its petite body into the longest and sharpest thorn, and sing loudly with tears of blood!
At that time, it will be the most moving singing in the world.

It is tactful like Xia, leaving a sad swan song for people.

When Fengrui saw this story, he suddenly had a realization in his heart, and it suddenly dawned on him that this was how he could sing the most beautiful songs in the world.

So from then on, he never sang again.

At most, it is to use various musical instruments to express one's own inner emotions.

He is looking for his own thorn tree, and he wants to sing the most beautiful song in his life.

And now is the best moment for him to sing the most beautiful singing voice!
Feeling the pain in her body, Fengrui sang the song in her heart.

It was a song he once sang to Huang Nu.

"There is a beauty here, I will never forget it when I see it."

"I don't see you for a day, and I think about it like crazy."

"The phoenix flies soaring, seeking the phoenix from all over the world."

"The helpless beauty is not on the east wall."

"Replacing the Qin with words, let's chat and write from the bottom of my heart."

"When will I see Xu Xi, comfort me in my hesitation."

"Wish to match virtue, hand in hand."

"Don't fly, let me perish."

"Fengxi Fengxi returns to her hometown, and travels all over the world to seek her phoenix."

"The time has not met and there is no general, He Wu is now promoted to Sitang!"

"There is a beautiful lady in the boudoir, and everyone in the room poisons my intestines."

"Why do they cross their necks to be mandarin ducks, and Hu Jie can soar together!"

"The phoenix phoenix comes from my habitat, and I have to entrust her tail to be a concubine forever."

"Friendship, communication, mind and heart harmony, who is the one who knows in the middle of the night?"

"With both wings up and flying high, I think without feeling and I feel sad."

Dividing line

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In the end, there was a little bit of hard water. It shouldn’t be a big problem. Anyway, few people read it. This book is basically my own self-entertainment.
In fact, I don’t know if you have noticed, but I have let myself go a little bit.

I admit that the book has been written to pieces, and the overall rhythm is too chaotic.

If only one story is selected to read, it can still be written.

However, web novels are serial novels after all, and the test is more about the foundation of long-term layout.

Great characters, cool storyline.
I have a lot of deficiencies in these things.

There are some things that you will never experience without writing. Once you start writing, you will know that you have always been young on this road.

This book will continue to be written, and there are still three months of full attendance. It will not be so easy to give up. What if the grades pick up after writing. Of course, this possibility is unlikely.

I said some useless words. This chapter is more than 500 words. I originally wanted to finish writing the story of the Thorn Bird, but the state of writing was too bad.

Tomorrow, it is estimated that this story will be over tomorrow, and then the next copy will start.

It is estimated that it will be on the shelves next month, and the requirements are not high. If there are [-] subscriptions, I will burn the incense.

There is still a long way to go in the future, and I will keep going. It is my dream, my love, and my little pocket money.

So. Thank you to the book friends who are still supporting me.

I love you, yay!
(End of this chapter)