Spiritual recovery: I become stronger by collecting anger

Chu Feng said nothing. At this moment, Li Kui's figure slowly became taller in Chu Feng's eyes.

A brilliant sword light of spiritual power was slashed out.

This knife is extremely simple.

Horizontal knife.

Slash!

The light of the slashed sword made the entire space tremble and roar slightly.

The whole world seemed to be frozen in place at this moment, with only the light of a sword cutting through the sky.

Clang——

puff!

One knife cut Xueyu's body in half.

Xueyu's red eyes gradually regained consciousness. His eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he looked horrified and shocked as his body split into two and fell to both sides.

There was a splash.

Xue Yu fell to the ground without any response or sound, and has lost all breath since then.

Layers of fine cold sweat oozed from Li Kui's pale face. After seeing that Xueyu lost his breath, his originally tense muscles relaxed and the light in his eyes completely dimmed.

He fell to the ground with a slight smile on his lips.

Chu Feng gently supported him and lay half in front of Chu Feng.

Li Kui's body was full of hideous wounds. What struck him most eye-catching and shocking was his sunken chest and dying breath.

That stabbing blow just now was part of a gamble, but...he won the bet.

Use all your remaining strength to forcibly kill Xueyu.

Chu Feng felt a sense of sadness in his heart, his nose was sore, and he asked tremblingly:

"Li Kui, you..."

Li Kui raised his hand with difficulty, picked up a crumpled pack of cigarettes, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Chu Feng quickly picked up the lighter and lit the cigarette.

Li Kui took a sip and suddenly coughed out a large mouthful of blood halfway through: "Ahem, Chu Feng, I gave this packet of Huazi to you. Take a puff when you have nothing to do. It's good."

Chu Feng's nose was sore. He took the crumpled package of Huazi from his hands full of dirt and blood, feeling a little bitter in his heart...

"Is it worth it?" Chu Feng said in a hoarse voice.

Li Kui glanced at Chu Feng and smiled.

"You'll find out later."

"Hehehe... I used to dream of being a people's hero. This time I killed a scumbag from the evil society and saved so many people. I can be considered half a people's hero after all. Bar."

Li Kui took another puff of cigarette: "My mother will be very happy when he sees it in the future. Their son... has become successful."

At this time, Li Kui's originally bright eyes were gradually dimming, and his aura was like a candle in the wind... swaying uncertainly.

Chu Feng pursed his lips and let the rain hit his body, his body trembling slightly.

"Chu Feng...ahem." Li Kui suddenly said: "You kid, don't blame yourself...this is all my choice. How about it, was I handsome just now?"

Chu Feng was stunned and nodded heavily.

"Handsome, so damn handsome!"

"You are the most handsome man I have ever seen."

"hey-hey."

The corners of Li Kui's mouth turned up slightly.

"I don't want you to blame yourself, let alone join Yanhuang for this, just enjoy your life."

"Boy..."

"Turn your back to the mountains and rivers, and go greet your gentle breeze and bright moon..."

Li Kui's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he lost his voice. His eyes completely dimmed and lost focus... Finally, with a proud smile, he slowly closed his eyes.

Li Kui...is dead.

Lightning roared in the dark clouds, and the heavy rain and strong wind slapped Chu Feng's face crazily. He sat beside Li Kui in a daze, holding up an umbrella for him...

Chu Feng just sat there blankly, with only numbness and hollowness in his eyes.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but he only knew that Li Kui's body was slowly getting colder...

Rumble!

A thunder sounded and exploded in the clouds in the sky.

Chu Feng's eyes slowly became brighter. He took a deep breath and slowly stood up.

Then he knelt on the ground with a thump.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Old Li, I am a rebellious person by nature, I want to have my own choices -"

"This time, I want to face the mountains and rivers, and turn my back to the breeze and the bright moon!"

He picked up Li Kui's cold body, put his black knife in his hand, and walked forward step by step in the pouring rain...

"Student Chu Feng, welcome the people's hero Li - go home!"

Chu Feng raised his head, letting his wet hair stick tightly to his forehead, and roared with all his strength, his voice resounding in the sky.

slowly.

The figures of the two gradually disappeared until they were completely blurred.

When the first ray of dawn in the sky pierced the thick clouds, he looked up stupidly, and then his vision gradually became blurred.

When his vision completely fell into darkness, he only saw a few hurried figures appearing in the distance, and then he fell heavily to the ground and fainted.

When Chu Feng woke up, it was already dark.

The hazy moonlight pierced through the clouds and shone on Chu Feng's face, making it look cold.

Chu Feng observed the surrounding environment. He was familiar with his room, and there was Happy Superman and a strange doll on the bed.

He frowned, touched his head where he had a splitting headache, and bared his teeth.

In the room, there were four people guarding her, especially Yu Youwei, whose eyes were a little swollen at this time, and she had obviously cried just now.

Chu Feng's eyes were sad, and he only felt sad in his heart. Then he looked at Chu Tianxing who was standing aside, "Dad, how did I come back?"

"Some people in black trench coats just sent you back. You were already unconscious when you came back. I don't know the rest." Chu Tianxing was silent for a while and said.

Chu Feng took a deep breath to calm down the complicated emotions at this time, and then quietly looked at the bright moonlight outside the window, his voice was hoarse, "I'm tired, I want to take a rest, you all can go out."

"But..." Chu Yuanyuan wanted to say something more, but was pulled out by Chu's mother.

in the room.

Chu Feng got out of bed and came to the small balcony of the room.

The moonlight is like a flower, pouring down.

Chu Feng sat quietly on the bench, took out a huazi from his pocket, and his eyes were in a daze.

After taking a deep breath, he held it in his mouth, looked at the sky in the distance, and took out the lighter.

Times, times, times——

After flipping it several times, the flames started to burn.

Taking this flame, Chu Feng lit up a Chinese cigarette, and a line of green smoke slowly rose on the balcony...

Chu Feng took a deep breath and then coughed violently.

"Ahem..." Chu Feng coughed several times in succession and murmured softly: "Old Li, this cigarette you smoke... I really can't smoke it!"