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A breeze blew gently, blowing away Chang Xi's hair falling between his eyebrows and eyes, and also blowing away the last trace of Zhulong's figure. It dissipated with the wind, turned into mist and dust, and then dissipated in the air.

The atmosphere was very silent, and no one spoke.Every time I experience death, the meaning of war will be discussed again, and weighed repeatedly with the weight of this life, whether it is worth it or not, but there is always no clear answer.

Kang Tu woke up in unbearable pain. His nose and chest were burning and hurting, which was the result of drinking too much water. Zhao Zheng raised his head, lifted him up a little, put him on his lap, and told him, "It's over." .”

Kang Tu's consciousness is not fully awake yet, he just thinks it's good that it's over, and it's finally over, so there's no need to fight any more.

Zhao Zheng said again: "Zhulong is dead."

"Oh." Kang Tu felt nothing.

He had never seen that scene with his own eyes, nor could he feel any sadness.Zhao Zheng wanted to explain something again, but in the end he decided to forget it. He held Kang Tu's hand in his palm and rubbed it for a long time. Said to Yan Lingfei: "Come here."

Yan Lingfei said with displeasure: "Why?"

Zhao Zheng said, "Give him a roast."

Yan Lingfei sat cross-legged to the side, a fire rose in the palm of his hand, and he yelled at Kang Tu's face: "You're welcome."

Kang Tu was shivering from the cold. As soon as he put his hand on the fire, he suddenly felt the earth shaking. Before he could react, he was pulled up by Zhao Zheng. Zhongshan is about to collapse."

He thrust his halberd high into the black water, and suddenly the waves rolled over, lifting everyone up, and they were sent out of the cave, falling out of the barrier.

Kang Tu hit his back against a rock, the pain was so painful that his eyes were staring, and he almost fainted. Suddenly, he saw a young black-haired boy standing in the moonlight, with short bangs covering his forehead, his skin was very fair, and his cheeks were pierced. Holding two pieces of meat, it looks extremely cute.

Fuyou said in surprise: "Xiaoman!"

Kang Tu suddenly turned over and sat up.

Xiaoman looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a red dress on his body, revealing two thighs faintly, Kang Tu was convinced after seeing the legs that it was indeed a male fish.

The mountain behind him was still trembling, and the boulder rolled down, and the mountain was about to fall.

Yan Lingfei felt funny looking at Xiaoman, reached out and pinched his chin, and said, "How old are you?"

Xiaoman said: "[-] years old."

Yan Lingfei: "Awesome."

Fuyou hugged Xiaoman, and Zhu Rong shouted, "Get out of here first."

The crowd rushed out of this field, the surrounding temperature had not yet dropped, but the night had come, everything was just a matter of time, they looked back at Zhongshan, which was collapsing.The mountain was fine when it came, but it had collapsed when it came out, and the beast guarding the mountain was dead.

Zhu Rong walked towards Zhao Zheng and said, "You have dragon spirit in you."

Zhao Zheng was rubbing Kang's back and said casually, "What?"

Zhu Rong looked at him: "Your dragon aura is very weird, it's different from anything I've seen before."

Kang Tu was pinched and hurt, so he "hissed" and said, "Don't worry about it, let's talk."

Zhao Zheng stood up, a head taller than Zhu Rong, looked at him calmly and said, "Because I'm not a dragon."

"Of course you are not," Zhu Rong said inexplicably. "There are countless dragons in this world. I know all of them. You have nothing to do with them."

Kang Tu thought: "Then what exactly is Zhao Zheng?"

Zhu Rong said: "Your fate is more like a dragon than a dragon, but you have the fortune of a dragon in your face, and a person with such a fortune should not be like you. All the future and destiny are in your hands, like a void. One leaf in my life, wherever I go, it’s just a thought.”

Zhao Zheng: "..."

Kang Tu was very displeased, and he also stood up, frowning at Zhu Rong.

Zhao Zheng was silent for a moment, and said to Kang Tu: "There is something wrong with Yan Lingfei, go and see him."

Kang Tu had no choice but to leave the two of them behind, turned around and left.

Yan Lingfei was lying by the creek looking up at the night sky. They were all free tonight, there was no urgent matter, everyone was resting in place, and Fuyou and Changxi could still be heard bickering behind them.

Kang Tu wandered over and sat beside him, Yan Lingfei didn't look at him, and said, "Why didn't you go find your boyfriend."

Kang Tu: "He has something to do."

"I mean," Yan Lingfei sneered, "otherwise you two are like Siamese twins, whether you get tired or not."

Kang Tu didn't feel that he and Zhao Zheng were very sticky, thought about it, and said seriously: "You are exaggerating."

"I didn't," Yan Lingfei said, "I really admire Zhao Zheng for being able to stand you."

Kang Tu was speechless, too lazy to talk to him.Lie down and look at the sky.

The night sky is very beautiful, the stars are like a handful of fine sand sprinkled by the gods unintentionally, the grains are distinct, and each grain is very dazzling.Whenever he looks at the sky, Kang Tu feels very peaceful in his heart. The universe is huge, and his unhappy things seem very insignificant. When he devotes himself to the universe, he seems to have a broad mind that can carry everything. Not sad.

Yan Lingfei suddenly said, "What's the point of being alive?"

Kang Tu thought for a while: "I don't know."

Yan Lingfei laughed and scolded him: "Idiot."

Kang Tu has always felt that it is meaningless for him to live. Maybe Zhao Zhengyou, Yan Lingfei, and Ouyang Gen also have them, but he doesn't. He doesn't have the ability and desire to make a little contribution to this world. He increases entropy while doing this. Living on the side is nothing more than wasting one's own life and enjoying the short life.

Yan Lingfei sighed, and half-truthfully said: "What kind of death is less painful?"

Kang Tu told him based on the experience of those who have experienced it: "Give it an intravenous injection."

Yan Lingfei: "What is that?"

"I don't really understand it," Kang Tu said, "but every death you can imagine is painful."

Kang Tu looked at the starry sky, stretched out his hand to reach it, then his eyes fell on his own hand, and said: "Take cutting the wrist as an example, ordinary wrist cutting is easy to cut the wrong place, and the pain is useless. If it is really If you want to die, you'd better put your hands in warm water after cutting your wrists, so that you can die without bleeding."

Yan Lingfei said: "It sounds scary."

Kang Tu agreed: "Yes, so don't try it. You may not be discovered immediately after you die. It's disgusting to be soaked in water for several days."

Yan Lingfei asked: "What about hanging yourself?"

"Not good," Kang Tu said, "It is said that the thighs of the hanged people are scratched, and they have to struggle when they die, and their tongues stick out, which is ugly."

Yan Lingfei pondered for a moment, then denied: "This is not okay either."

Kang Tu said: "Jumping from a building is not enough. You can smash a hole in the concrete floor. How painful it is for you to say it. I guess you will regret it as soon as you jump down. Besides, you are still a little afraid of heights. Don't think about it."

The stream under his feet was flowing slowly, Yan Lingfei said: "How about I jump into the river?"

"Then you should choose a cleaner river," Kang Tu said, "It's disgustingly dirty, and after death, it may be swollen, your eyes will bulge out, your whole body will be swollen three times, and you will be drowned by the water." Eat fish and shrimp."

Yan Lingfei said: "Fuck, is it so difficult for me to die?"

So Kang Tu asked, "Why do you want to die?"

Yan Lingfei said indifferently: "Because I have lived enough."

"Anyway, these are the ways to die," Kang Tu said, "you can think about it yourself."

Yan Lingfei: "..."

The two continued to look at the sky, only the sound of breathing could be heard, everything was very gentle, the wind, the grass, the night sky and the stream.

Yan Lingfei said: "You fucking say that I don't want to die at all, you are really—"

Kang Tu smiled and said, "What a genius."

"Genius genius," Yan Lingfei said without bickering with him this time, "You're smart, you're just pretending to be stupid."

Kang Tu didn't refute, and said, "Idiots can enjoy themselves."

Yan Lingfei patted his buttocks and stood up, Kang Tu asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Let's go, I don't want to chat with those of you who are dating."

Kang Tu joked, "Be envious, jealous, and hateful."

"A little bit," Yan Lingfei said frankly, "I feel annoyed when I see you two."

Kang Tu laughed loudly, Yan Lingfei looked at him condescendingly, but suddenly said seriously: "Sooner or later, you will understand me."

Kang Tu: "?"

Yan Lingfei smiled again: "I hope you can think about it that day."

Kang Tu immediately asked, "Are you—"

"I'm leaving," Yan Lingfei turned around and waved at him, "Good night Kangzi, don't think too much, I don't know anything."

Kang Tu watched his leaving back, frowning slightly.

The half-person-high grass flutters with the wind, making the sound of "sand", "sand", caressing the human body, with the gentleness of the night wind, the distant mountains and flowing water cover the horizon, the stars are in the wind tonight It seemed to be swaying, about to fall, the temperature dropped slowly, and finally it was no longer unbearably hot. Zhao Zheng's hair was a little long. His back was facing the wind, and his hair was blown against his face disobediently. Zhu Rong stood On the other side of him, he looked at him with red round eyes and said, "If you tell me your origin, maybe I can help you."

Zhao Zheng laughed and said, "You can't help me."

Zhu Rong said: "It's not that I can't help you, but that you don't believe in me, you don't believe that God loves his people and is willing to give for no reason. Seeing Zhulong's death today, how do you feel?"

For the sake of what he said, Zhao Zheng had no choice but to follow what he wanted to hear, and said, "I don't have any feelings."

"I know that's the case," Zhu Rong said, "You are a selfish person. I can tell at a glance that you live in your own world, but you are doomed to be empty-handed all your life."

Zhao Zheng was not angry: "Okay."

Zhu Rong saw that Zhao Zheng couldn't be provoked by this, so he doubted, "Are you from Nuwa?"

"No," Zhao Zheng felt helpless, "Actually, I am no one, I am just an ordinary person, and the dragon spirit was an accident."

He wanted to get something out of Zhu Rong, but in the end he asked endlessly and said the same two sentences, nothing more.

"Are you so on guard against anyone?" Zhu Rong turned his back and kept asking, "Do your friends know your identity?"

Zhao Zheng did not answer.

"What about that person," Zhu Rong said with great interest, "the one named Kang Tu, I don't believe you are a person who cares about feelings, what made you—"

"It's all a private matter," Zhao Zheng suddenly ran out of patience at this moment, and interrupted lightly, "I can't say more."

Zhu Rong watched his reaction, as if observing something.

Zhao Zhengdao: "My friends and I are here on a mission. Knowing too much is not a good thing. Why don't we just call it a day, Zhu Rong."

But Zhu Rong said, "I don't think we're talking about the same thing."