Zhan Ye

I heard Wei Feiqing softly say in his ears: "From now on, I will give you a stick of incense time to think about it, and you can discuss it with your fellow disciples. After the stick of incense time is over, if you agree with my proposal, come forward and take the next step." Let's continue discussing the matter, and if you disagree, I have no choice but to respectfully send you on your way."

He said that when it was time for a stick of incense, Shu Wuyan stepped forward a few steps, unexpectedly there was an extra stick of incense in his hand, lit the end and inserted it squarely in the open space.

The two of them sang together and sang a little funny for no reason, but no one could feel the slightest desire to laugh because of this fun.

Only Wei Xueqing applauded alone: ​​"Whatever you want, I am afraid that only my younger brother can take a talent like Mr. Shu for his own use."

Wei Feiqing bowed to him quite gracefully: "You are polite."

Wei Xueqing said: "I also have a stick of incense time?"

Wei Feiqing said, "Naturally."

"Then," Wei Xueqing changed the subject, "What about those people you haven't mentioned a single word so far?"

In fact, what Wei Xueqing really wanted to say in this sentence was to put on a passer-by spectator posture from beginning to end, and Wei Feiqing was just an invisible Guanju and Muye people.

But at the moment he said this, there was a heart-piercing cough from the side.

The coughing sound immediately attracted Wei Feiqing's full attention.

The owner of the coughing sound was He Lanxue.

The position from her chin to her chest was already soaked with the black blood she coughed up, and the blackness on her face was more intense than before.Wei Xueqing knew at a glance that it was time for her to run out of fuel.

What he could see, Wei Feiqing naturally knew better.

After all, he passed on the inner strength to save his life to He Lanxue, and he knew how long he could keep it, from the very beginning.

He can't say that he loves or hates this woman, but if he said that his heart is calm at the moment, that's not the case at all.

He walked up in a daze, and before he could think about it, he had already held her cold hand, and said softly, "What else do you wish for?"

He Chunqiu stumbled along with him, kneeling beside He Lanxue at the moment, tears were running down his face that suddenly aged 20 in a day, his lips trembled, but he couldn't say a word.

He Lanxue stared at the hand holding her in a daze: "Can you...call me mother again?"

Looking at her quietly, Wei Feiqing said: "I have already called."

He Lanxue put his hand weakly: "Just one more call... just one more call."

After a long silence, Wei Feiqing finally called out softly: "Mother."

He Lanxue burst into tears suddenly: "I'm sorry."

Wei Feiqing shook his head.

"I have always loved you and missed you all these years." He Lanxue's voice was so fragile that it seemed that she was about to lose her vitality the next moment, with a certain sincerity and a certain emptiness, "It's just that when you were born... I already lost Then treat one person as the ability you love the most.”

Before she died, she finally admitted it.

He understood the truth when he was 12 years old.

Just put something down.

Feeling relieved, Wei Feiqing said softly, "Is there any other request?"

"There are two things... I hope you promise me." He Lanxue continued intermittently, "The first thing, I hope you can forgive me. The second thing... He has already been beaten by you ten thousand times, but the last one, I hope it's not up to you to do it."

The "he" in her mouth naturally refers to Wei Jinqing.

Wei Feiqing fell silent again.

He Lanxue hoped that he would forgive her, not because she wanted to make her feel at ease before she died, but because she hoped that he could let go of the past and let go of his knots.

And she hoped that he would not kill Wei Jinqing with his own hands, because she didn't want him to bear the shadow of patricide all his life, even though his so-called father had nothing to do with him except blood.

If He Lanxue thought too little for Wei Feiqing before this, then before she died, she must have considered Wei Feiqing wholeheartedly for Wei Feiqing's two requests.

It's a pity that no matter which one, Wei Feiqing couldn't agree to her.

Holding her increasingly stiff hand even more tightly, Wei Feiqing said softly: "I don't need to forgive you, because I have not blamed you for a long time."

He Lanxue's eyes suddenly dimmed.

She thought... Even if Wei Feiqing didn't love her, at least he had some hatred and some complaints.

But... nothing, nothing already.

She thought of Wei Feiqing's questioning, ridicule and scolding to her that day after he woke up in Jiuchongtian Palace, maybe for him, it was his last venting of all his emotions towards her.

She couldn't even shed tears from her eyes.

"The second thing, I can't do it either." Wei Feiqing said, "But I can meet your other request. Do you want him to walk in front of you or behind you? Do you want to see him with your own eyes? Death? I can satisfy you immediately."

Staring at him in a daze, He Lanxue blinked with some difficulty for a while: "Let me go first..."

Wei Feiqing was a little puzzled.

He Lanxue said softly: "He can no longer speak or move, but he still has feelings after all... He will know that I am gone, and he will suffer for me for a while before he dies... After all, I have sacrificed so much In exchange for human life, what's more important..." Looking past Wei Feiqing, He Lanxue stared blankly at the sky without clouds, "Do you know, Qing'er, I'm a little scared... I'm afraid I see When he dies, I will suffer for him...that's terrible..."

Wei Jinqing was the person she loved the most in the first half of her life and hated the most in the second half of her life.She poured all her energy into this person, even ignoring her hysterical child.

Twenty years ago, when she and her brothers forced Wei Jinqing to jump off the cliff, she had never thought about it all these years, but at this moment before she died, she suddenly remembered how heartbreaking she was at that time The lungs are in pain, and I wish I could die immediately with it.

Even if it is a one-ten-thousandth possibility, she can't let herself feel the pain anymore, because... that would mean that she would have to betray Wei Feiqing one more time to her death, as well as betray those who came for her selfish desires. Her fellow disciple who was tortured and died.

How serious is her sin?

How dare she?

She... dare not!

Wei Feiqing raised his head slightly.

But before he got up, he suddenly saw a figure in front of him, and in the next moment, a person was thrown to lie down next to He Lanxue.

The one who was thrown was of course Wei Jinqing.

Wei Feiqing had cut his face and body so many times that he didn't know how many times, his face and body were full of bones, and the blood had flowed to the point where he could only hang his life with one breath.

Of course, Wei Feiqing deliberately kept this tone for him.

For a person like Wei Jinqing, as long as there is still a breath left, he must still be clear in his mind.

He soberly listened to Wei Feiqing's whole journey.

Wei Feiqing didn't elaborate on how he got hold of those people he was ambushing among the various factions, how he knew that they were buried with poison and Gu worms in their bodies, but just because Wei Feiqing didn't say anything, it was hard for him to restrain them. His own speculation and imagination made him unbearable.

If Xie Yin felt the humiliation of being revenged, then the humiliation he felt must be a hundred times, a thousand times that of Xie Yin.

However, he stopped talking about competing with Wei Feiqing again, he didn't even have a chance to swear and express his hatred.

Because the place where his mouth used to be has long lost the shape of his mouth.

Of course Wei Feiqing did it on purpose.

He Lanxue, He Xiuyun, and Wei Xueqing each conceived various wonderful ways to die for Wei Jinqin, but in real execution, who could compare to Wei Feiqing's decisive and deadly move?

Wei Feiqing took out his hand, put He Lanxue's already stiff hands and Wei Jinqing's hand together, and then looked carefully at Wei Jinqing's face.

Of course, his face can no longer be called a face, let alone show any expression.

Wei Feiqing always felt that he could see a bit of pain in it.

Or maybe he just made it up.

But it was enough to make him happy.

Wei Feiqing laughed.

In the hands of his laughter and Wei Jinqing, He Lanxue finally closed her eyes completely and never opened them again.

When she closed her eyes, even the seemingly endless stream of tears had already dried up.

He Chunqiu knelt aside and wept uncontrollably.

Wei Feiqing gradually put away his smile.

Only then did he finally look up.

The person standing in front of him is Duan Ximei.

The one who carried Wei Jinqing to He Lanxue's side just now was naturally Duan Ximei.

He stood up slowly, stood side by side with Duan Ximei, and said softly: "That's it."

While he was speaking, Zan Ye Dao appeared in his hand again silently.

He just had a good time, and had a good time.

It is enough.

That's it.

He raised the knife.

However, the moment he lifted the knife, another knife suddenly appeared on Wei Jinqing's chest, the only place on Wei Jinqing's body where the Zan Ye knife had not left any traces, and stabbed it straight and deep.

That is the barrier-breaking knife.

One knife, kill.

Wei Jinqing, who was arrogant, killed an unknown number of people, or was worse than death, and disturbed the entire martial arts world for decades, was simply stabbed, killed, and killed.

He didn't even have time to snort.

It was so easy and simple that everyone in the field couldn't help being in a daze. Is everything today really aimed at dealing with such a person who is easy to die?Why?

Countless people were buried for such a person?Why?

When he was hacked into pieces by his own son, no one felt that Wei Feiqing was cruel. Every time Wei Feiqing slashed the knife, the joy in everyone's hearts couldn't help but increase, as if it was every dead man. Man returned the traces to the culprit.However, at the moment when he really died, as Wei Feiqing said, there was only emptiness left.

He died, so what?Can the rest of the dead come back to life?Can Wei Feiqing, Wei Xueqing, and He Xiuyun, who were originally the favorite sons of the emperor, go back 20 years and start over again and grow into real favorites?Revenge... What's the use of revenge?

Someone suddenly discovered that Wei Feiqing, who had given up halfway through and took revenge as his life's heavy responsibility, was indeed a very smart and sober person.

And this wise man is looking up at Duan who killed his own father with a knife just now instead of him, and just as he pulled out the knife, the blood immediately splashed the two of them all over his body and face, his eyes looked angry, puzzled, and stunned: "Could it be possible that you are really a masochist as Wei Xueqing said?"

(It’s only after writing this that I realize that my sister’s position is a loyal dog... although this loyal dog is a bit crazy from time to time...)