After rebirth, he became the favorite of the Moon Goddess.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Hearing Fu Feng's words, Yuheng God responded, and then walked in holding a wine jug and a wine glass.

Looking at the wine jug in Yuheng God's hand, Jing Yu's pupils shrank, and he asked in horror: "What...what is this?"

Fu Feng raised his hand and poured a glass of wine into the empty wine glass himself. "This is your favorite wine in the past - Drunken Immortal Wine. This pot of wine has been treasured in Yuelan Palace for thousands of years. I originally planned to give it to you on your birthday, but now it seems that I probably won't be able to wait until that day."

As he spoke, Fu Feng raised the wine glass in his hand and handed it directly to Jing Yu.

Jing Yu looked at Fu Feng, tears suddenly flowed down his cheeks. After a pause, he took the wine glass handed to him, raised his head, and drank it all.

"Pfft-"

As soon as he drank the wine, Jing Yu spat out a large mouthful of blood. Then, the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground and shattered with a "bang".

At that moment, he understood everything.

"Brother Feng, thank you, thank you for giving me a cup of poisoned wine..." Jing Yu murmured.

Fu Feng didn't respond, but just looked at him quietly.

Soon, the toxicity in the wine took effect.

Jing Yu's whole body twitched violently, and then he fell to the ground.

In a trance, he felt as if he saw the scenes of his childhood again.

He, Fufeng, Yichu, and Qichen, the four of them were playing, fighting, and having fun together...

"Second brother... come and chase me... Second brother... come quickly..." Fu Feng's clear and tender voice filled my ears.

At that moment, time seemed to have gone back tens of thousands of years.

Jing Yu was nostalgic for that feeling.

"Second brother...we agreed to be good brothers for life..."

"Second brother... no matter where I run to, you can always find me back, right?"

"Second brother..."

"Second brother..."

The calling voice is getting farther and farther away, and more and more vague...

Jing Yu opened his eyes again, and what he saw was still Fu Feng's cold face.

“Brother Feng…” He opened his mouth with great effort, then gritted his teeth and forcibly dug out the spiritual root in his body, “Feng…Brother Feng, this…this is my spiritual root, cough cough cough…you…you give it to Lord Qionghua. I destroyed his spiritual root, I…I will use my own spiritual root…to repay him…cough cough cough cough…”

Having said that, he couldn't help but coughing violently.

Seeing Jing Yu's appearance, Fu Feng felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart. The poison in Jing Yu's wine glass was prepared by him personally.

He originally planned to let Jing Yu suffer the punishment of fire whips and heavenly thunder for dozens of days, but he finally did not have the heart to do it.

Jing Yu did not notice the strangeness in Fu Feng's eyes, and continued: "Brother Feng... Second Brother... Second Brother will not have the chance to see you when you ascend the throne, but Second Brother... But Second Brother still hopes that you can be well..."

Fu Feng closed his eyes, forced back the tears that were about to well up in his eyes, and then nodded silently.

"Brother Feng..." Jing Yu wanted to say something else, but suddenly, a sharp pain surged into his heart. Then, he vomited several mouthfuls of black blood, and the expression on his face became more painful.

The poison that Fu Feng put in the wine was called Bone-Eroding Powder. This poison was extremely powerful. Anyone who was poisoned would definitely not survive more than a cup of tea if they did not have an antidote. Apart from that, they would have to endure unbearable heart-wrenching pain until they died.

Now, the poison of the Bone-Eroding Powder has invaded Jing Yu's internal organs and heart meridians. It is not easy for him to hold on until now.

"Brother Feng, if you have a chance... if you have a chance, tell Long Qingxue on my behalf and tell her... tell her that I really... really like her, and that we are not destined to be together in this life. Let her... let her forget me..." Jing Yu said intermittently.

Fu Feng took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the sadness that was rising in his heart.

Just the day before, Long Qianjue, Long Qingxue and others who were imprisoned in the death cell of Purgatory Gate had been ordered to be executed by Baili Jing. And the person Long Qingxue wanted to see most before her death was actually Jing Yu.

After a moment's hesitation, Fu Feng chose to hide the news of Long Qingxue's death from Jing Yu. He looked at him and responded in a deep voice, "Okay, I will tell Long Qingxue what you just said."

"Okay... okay..." Jing Yu nodded weakly.

He can no longer hold on...

Seeing this scene, Fu Feng bit his lower lip and turned his head away, unable to bear to watch any longer.

Although he had already decided to execute Jing Yu, when the moment was about to come, he couldn't help but tear up.

"Feng...Brother Feng..." Jing Yu reached out and grabbed Fu Feng again with difficulty, "Second brother...Second brother has one last thing to say to you..."

Fu Feng lowered his eyes to look at him, without moving, but let him hold his wrist.

“Brother Feng, if…if there is an afterlife…we…we…” Jing Yu paused at this point. He wanted to tell Fu Feng that if there was an afterlife, he still wanted to be good brothers with him, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into something else in the end: “If there is an afterlife…we should…should never meet each other again…”

He knew that his sins were so grave that Fu Feng would never give him an afterlife.

Fu Feng pursed his lips slightly, and after a long while, he slowly uttered a word: "Okay..."

Jing Yu smiled weakly, then tried hard to open his eyes, as if he wanted to take another good look at Fu Feng's profile.

Unfortunately.

His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and no matter how hard he tried to open his eyes, he couldn't.

Not long after, his vision was completely plunged into darkness...

At the last moment before his consciousness dissipated, he seemed to hear the long-lost words "Second Brother" again.

Those two words had never been so clear to him as they were at this moment, and they made him feel so nostalgic...

……

Coming out of the Tianhe Water Prison, Fu Feng felt extremely heavy-hearted.

He originally hated Jing Yu to the core, but when he saw Jing Yu's appearance before his death, he inexplicably felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

They were so close, so close to each other, and so intimate...

He never thought that one day he would kill him with his own hands.

"Your Majesty..." After walking for an unknown amount of time, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Fu Feng raised his head and noticed Zi Moxi standing not far in front of him.

She was wearing a plain white dress, standing there quietly, her face full of sadness.

She knew Jing Yu would not survive the night, but she didn't have the courage to go in and take a last look at him.

"Your Majesty, Jing Yu he..." Zi Moxi asked hesitantly.

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