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Pei Lanzhi asked a doctor to treat Jing Yu's wounds, but the doctor had no experience in treating sword spirits, so he said the injuries were not serious.

Ten years ago, Jing Yu was on the verge of death, and the doctor said the injury was not serious.

Pei Lanzhi couldn't believe it, he hugged the sickly Jing Yu, and ordered someone to invite Ling Long, "You must get well soon."

This time, Ling Long was still wearing the snow-white cloud brocade on the underside, he walked with his brows together, and stepped into the bedroom.

His indifferent appearance made Pei Lan stunned. The man remembered the situation when Ling Long stayed alone in the dormitory ten years ago to heal Jing Yu.

Pei Lanzhi broke out in a cold sweat, he was as stiff as a piece of wood, and when Linglong closed the door, he held his breath and leaned against the window to listen quietly.

After a while, he heard Jing Yu, who was struggling to wake up from the pain, said to Ling Long: "I, am I going to get better?"

The blood on Pei Lanzhi's face faded immediately, and he wanted to knock open the door to let Jing Yu stop thinking about it, but his hands were firmly nailed in place, listen to it - he said to himself, even if the truth is so cruel.

"I can't stand the pain... I really can't hold it anymore..."

"..."

"How serious is my injury...don't tell...Master, okay?"

"Don't worry Lanzhi, I'll leave him to you in the future..."

Pei Lanzhi slipped along the edge of the door and fell to the ground. It turned out that Jing Yu had considered everything before he died. He entrusted him to Linglong, thinking that he could leave with peace of mind...

When he heard Linglong's answer, he couldn't restrain himself anymore, and ran out of the bedroom without looking back. He screamed in pain under the night, the wind was carrying dust, and the moonlight was smeared dimly, because Jing Yu's Request, so Linglong has been keeping it from him...

Ten years...

They lied to him for ten years!

During these ten years, he foolishly thought that Jing Yu would wake up, heal herself again, and return to his side.

However, this memory cruelly revealed Jing Yu's ruthless side. Jing Yuming knew that he would die, but deliberately lied to him, promised him the future but let him watch a fireworks in the valley alone with his broken sword!

Pei Lanzhi thought that he had changed Jing Yu's fate, but he didn't realize that it was just an illusion. After Jing Yu had been abused for a long time, no matter whether he was rescued in the end or whether the Dongying man was beheaded by him, it had become unimportant. Jing Yu His body has been completely broken.

Knowing the truth from the mouth of the owner of Sword Valley, and witnessing Jing Yu's desire for death with his own eyes, the impact on the spirit of the two is incomparable. At this moment, he is actually crazy!

He is like an evil ghost in a fantasy, firmly controlling his "lost and recovered" elder brother Jing Yu in his palm, never leaving him, holding him on the tip of his tongue, holding him in his palm, he does not allow Jing Yu to leave him half a step, he hugs him, Kiss him, and recruit for him capable men and strangers who can make swords from all over the world.

He wants to fix his rift, he wants the best for him!

"Brother Jing Yu, I will always be with you."

They snuggled up to each other by the bed, Jing Yu's face turned rosy, and after a while, he tugged at Pei Lanzhi's sleeve, "Thirsty."

"Do you want to drink water?" Pei Lanzhi hurried to pour water for him, but unexpectedly, Jing Yu twisted his fingers in embarrassment, "Master, can I have a sip of your blood?"

Pei Lanzhi paused, then smiled nonchalantly, "Okay, brother Jing Yu, you can do anything to me."

As he said this, he hugged Jing Yu into his arms, and Jing Yu stroked his neck and firm chest, and bit down hard on his heart.

Pei Lanzhi's face turned pale, the severe pain made him dizzy, but he felt that he should bear it, as long as his brother Jing Yu was happy, even if he had to have his limbs cut off, he would be willing to let him die!

His blood flowed quickly, and Jing Yu made a sweet swallowing sound.

"Drink slowly, no one will grab you." He stroked Jing Yu's dry hair in his arms, wishing he could also use his own blood to moisturize it.

However, at this moment, Ling Long appeared again!

At this node of memory, Linglong should have gone to sacrifice!

But Linglong held a Fufeng sword in his hand, and the white light pierced through the wandering darkness. Even though his clothes were torn and he looked embarrassed, he didn't flinch in the slightest.

And Jian Guang illuminated the person in Pei Lan's arms until he screamed.

Jing Yu let go of her mouth and hid in Pei Lanzhi's arms, "Woo...Master, I'm afraid."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Pei Lanzhi put his arms around him, staring at the uninvited guest, "What are you doing here?"

He had a cold expression towards Linglong, and at the same time felt uneasy in his heart.

Ling Long stood in front of him coldly, raised his sword, and pointed at the man in Pei Lanzhi's arms, "Master, you should wake up."

Pei Lanzhi's face changed instantly, how could he let Jing Yu get hurt in front of him?Immediately shouted: "Put down your sword!"

Jing Yu trembled, "Ling Long, what's the matter with you?"

Ling Long raised his eyebrows coldly, and the sword light pierced straight, "Monster, leave quickly, or don't blame me for being rude!"

Pei Lanzhi was furious, "Get lost!"

The moonlight in the illusion was blocked by dark clouds, and it was not easy for Linglong to appear here. He found Jiangu all the way from Yecheng, and finally found Pei Lanzhi who had fallen into the illusion in the woods.

In order to be able to rescue Pei Lanzhi, he did not hesitate to step into the illusion as well.

This is Jing Yu's memory, he merged with himself who promised to take care of Pei Lanzhi, but he regretted it, he shouldn't answer Jing Yu's request.

The bond between each sword spirit and its master is unique. He has neither the ability nor the right to interfere with Jing Yu's memory, but now he must bite the bullet and wake Pei Lanzhi from his dream. If Pei Lanzhi is allowed to sink like this, he will surely die!

He gritted his teeth, "Master, look clearly, the one in your arms is not Wu Chuujian!"

Pei Lanzhi shook his head resolutely, "No, he is...I finally rushed to his side...I will never let go."

Jing Yu hugged him even tighter, her slender and boneless body fit close to him, "Master... Lanzhi..."

Thinking of what Jing Yu had suffered, Pei Lanzhi's heart ached terribly. He lightly touched Jing Yu's face and said, "Brother Jing Yu, said you like me."

Jing Yu is as good as others, "I like you."

Pei Lanzhi sighed contentedly.

"He's not Jing Yu." Ling Long closed her eyes, Pei Lanzhi had already fallen into the sweet dream given by the Dream Demon and couldn't extricate herself, but the dream was a dream after all, an illusion, an illusion, "Jing Yu is dead!"

"No!!!" Pei Lanzhi immediately retorted hoarsely, and he said angrily: "He's not dead, he's not dead! I won't allow you to say he's dead!"

Before the words fell, his face was already full of tears, he let go of Jing Yu on the bed, walked up to Ling Long and confronted him, "I won't allow you to say that he is dead...he is still by my side... "

His sanity has long been traumatized by the repeated torment of memory, he can't distinguish between fantasy and reality, he just wants to live in the world with his brother Jing Yu.

Ling Long said: "Don't deceive yourself and others, Pei Lanzhi... you should grow up."

After he finished speaking, he stabbed Jing Yu on the bed with his sword, piercing through the screaming Jing Yu.

Pei Lanzhi was caught off guard, and his pupils shrank, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The sky was full of Jing Yu's blood, he howled and rushed towards Linglong, his liver and gallbladder were torn, he forgot every move, and fought with Linglong like a child with his fists, Linglong didn't dare to hurt him , so the Fufeng Sword also fell far away.

But the illusion did not end because Jing Yu was killed. After a while, Jing Yu sat up slowly again with a big hole in his chest. He clutched his chest and choked up softly, "Master...Master, It hurts so much, master..."

Jing Yu's voice of pain was like a curse.

Pei Lanzhi seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt, and Linglong couldn't control Linglong when his heart was twisted like a knife. He was concerned about his elder brother Jing Yu, and rushed over again, "Let me see, let me see, don't be afraid... don't be afraid ...I'll call the doctor for you!"

Ling Long was about to turn over from the ground, "Pei Lanzhi!"

But at this moment, a strong arm suddenly strangled his neck. Ling Long wanted to hold the sword with his backhand, but against the light, he saw the person strangling his throat—it was another Pei Lanzhi, a newborn phantom.

This Pei Lanzhi was full of madness, and he strangled him so hard that he struggled.

"Anyone who stops me from being with Brother Jing Yu deserves to die! Everyone deserves to die!"

Ling Long couldn't breathe and was imprisoned so hard that he could not resist. He had fought fiercely before entering the illusion, and now he was in the enemy's illusion. He couldn't exert his full strength, so he had to shout to Pei Lan, who was hugging Jing Yu not far away. Said: "Master...Master! Be sober!"

However, Pei Lanzhi was completely immersed in Jing Yu's embrace. He deeply smelled the breath of the person in his embrace, and said with a mournful expression, "Brother Jing Yu... I'm sorry, can I stay by your side forever?"

This is the guilt and love he failed to convey to Jing Yu in his previous life.

Jing Yu responded softly: "Yes."

"Pei Lanzhi——!!!" Linglong was strangled until his eyes went dark, and the sword in his hand was taken away by the phantom. The phantom put the Fufeng sword on Linglong's neck, and Linglong stabbed the phantom's leg when he resisted , but Pei Lanzhi who was not far away also cried out in pain, half kneeling on the ground, and his movements stopped.

The illusion is extremely powerful, "Damn you too, why didn't you tell me the truth? Both you and Jing Yu kept it from me...why? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Why didn't you tell me!"

Linglong opened his eyes wide, and in an instant, the sharp Fufeng sword cut his throat. When he was still trying to wake up Pei Lanzhi with a roar, blood gushed out from his neck, and his voice completely disappeared in the illusion. , leaving only a hoarse rattling sound.