[Thunderbolt] Wandering without a home, where to return

"Now, my strength is my will. As long as my will survives, even if I am no longer the head of the Yinpu family, I will still be the original Wuxiang who is alone in the Xiaoao Babiao domain."

As gentle as before, even more restrained, with undiminished arrogance, but this gentleness and restraint has added a touch of cold edge that cannot be ignored. When did such a look appear from this person who has always been indisputable?

The Tired Shoutian thought deeply, and a daze gradually appeared in his eyes, yes, he had that look when he dragged down the road and staggered on his own dripping blood. He was obviously weak and would lose that look at any time. With a sigh of relief, people dare not underestimate him, otherwise, even if he abolished his body and removed the mysterious solution, some radicals in Nan Xiuzhen would not let him go down the mountain easily.

"So don't you worry."

Tired Shoutian looked at Yuan Wuxiang's still bloodless face, and listened to the countless words in his ears, his throat was dry, and even his breathing began to feel uneasy.

Yes, I don’t need to worry, every time you tell me ‘don’t worry’ with a smile like this, you will always leave me with a back view, a thin body standing in front of me to block me The back of all the injuries...

Yuan Wuxiang... This is the only name that has been engraved in his heart before he was aware of it. This world may be the most precious three words to him. There is no chance of reincarnation, what should he do if he is tired?

Suddenly, Tired Shoutian opened his arms and firmly took Yuan Wuxiang into his arms. Before just now, even though he had guessed that there might be something wrong with Yuan Wuxiang's body, he had never thought about the above-mentioned situation. Possibly, but now?

The will is still there, the strength is still there...

This sentence is really too scary!

The will is invisible, but it really exists. In a sense, the will is probably where a person's soul is.

Those with a strong will will climb thousands of miles without yielding; those with a strong will will not be broken; those with a weak will will bend their knees under suffering.

But... what if the will is gone?That life must be like death, or, it is already dead!

The issue of death has never been a problem in the eyes of Tired Shoutian, and he has never been afraid of death. However, on that day, when he looked back, the flesh and blood that had never been dazzling flew away. His eyes were plunged into blood-red darkness for a moment.

From then on, he began to fear death, the death that belonged to Yuan Wuxiang.

At one time, he thought it was the muffled groan when Yuan Wuxiang flew away to protect him and the memory of falling in his arms was so vivid that he was so afraid. Now, he understands that it wasn't that The memory is too vivid, but the word Yuan Wuxiang is too engraved in his heart, so he is afraid.

"Don't worry." Even though being hugged tightly by Tired Shoutian already felt a little out of breath, Yuan Wuxiang still only raised his hand to gently caress Tired Shoutian's back, releasing his unique breath like water, trying to comfort the He seemed suddenly and inexplicably thrown into a panic-stricken tiredness.

However, because of the words "don't worry", Tired Shoutian pressed Yuan Wuxiang into his body even harder, and Yuan Wuxiang even heard a few "click" sounds from his own bones.

Really... Don't die from the exhaustion of your soul power, but die from the broken bones of your whole body...

Yuan Wuxiang had no choice but to push Juan Shoutian slightly, then leaned his head and pressed his warm lips to the main artery of Tired Shoutian's neck and called softly: "Jian Shoutian."

Tired Shoutian's whole body shook, he loosened some strength but did not let go of his hands, just quietly feeling the pulsating warmth close to him.

The temperature and the hot and humid atmosphere are the symbols of being alive without a country.

After a long time, Tired Shoutian let go of his embrace. Although Yuan Wuxiang did not leave his embrace, he also opened some distance to see the expression of Tired Shoutian.

Facing those reddish eyes, Yuan Wuxiang frowned, Tired Shoutian just fell into a bewilderment, after all...was he a demon?

A ray of pure soul power that is invisible to the naked eye began to slowly seep from Yuan Wuxiang's fingers into Tired Shoutian's body, soothing the restless emotions, and at the same time, a wisp of black energy fell along Yuan Wuxiang's back on Tired Shoutian's back His fingers melted into his body, but Tired Shoutian didn't notice it at all, while Yuan Wuxiang seemed to be normal and turned a blind eye to it.

"Yuan Wuxiang, you will always live by my side." Tired Shoutian said as he stared at Yuan Wuxiang with eyes as transparent as golden glass.

Yuan Wuxiang does not speak, smiles softly, in this world, Yuan Wuxiang is not by Tired Shoutian's side, so where should it be?Nowhere to go...

"Yuan Wuxiang, you will always live by my side, right?" The repeated sentence was used as a question this time, which gave a glimpse of the uneasiness in Tired Shoutian's heart.

Yuan Wuxiang looked at Tired Shoutian seriously, except for listening to the truth, Tired Shoutian never asked him anything, let alone promised himself, what he wanted was such an unrealistic promise.

To him, living by Tired Harvest's side is as easy and indispensable as living to breathe, but what if it lasts all the time?Yuan Wuxiang smiled bitterly, did not answer, but rested his chin on Tired Shoutian's shoulder.

Yuan Wuxiang, who was embracing Tired Shoutian, didn't see it, and Juan Houtian's eyes, which gradually became clear and clean under Yuan Wuxiang's appeasement, were gradually covered by the haze again.

Although I haven't seen it, Yuan Wuxiang leaning on the shoulder of Tired Shoutian began to seriously think about ways to repair his body, yes, repair...

Once again, he is always unwilling to let this person down, let alone such a request that makes him extremely happy, but now it has never been much less satisfactory...

Thinking of my own body whose real condition was covered up by the soul power, Yuan Wuxiang couldn't help but feel a headache. I tried to find out the famous doctors in the world one by one, but couldn't figure it out. In the end, I could only decide to wait for Su Zhenzhen to come out of the mountain. Let's take a trip to Cuihuan Mountain first. After all, he is reluctant to bear such a tired harvest. If this unreasonable decline of the body is the price of rebirth, he didn't care about it before and even felt that such a price was still too light, but now he A feeling of urgency to get rid of this kind of price arises, just because he is reluctant to part with such tiredness, reluctant to be so attached to his tiredness, even though such hope is actually almost hopeless...

"Tsk tsk." Getting up and leaving Tired Shoutian, Yuan Wuxiang had a mocking look on his face: "My friend... it's not right to take advantage of this~~"

"Taking advantage?" Tired Shoutian was inexplicable for a while.

"If I promise to always live by my friend's side, if one day, Tired Shoutian is gone, where should the living Yuan Wuxiang go?"

"you……"

"That's why I said it's wrong for you to take advantage of my friend. If you are no longer here, if you make a promise like this, then wouldn't I want to accompany you to hell?"

"Yuanwuxiang...you!"

"Stop breathing, stop breathing." Yuan Wuxiang put his hands on Tired Shoutian's shoulders: "Whether it is in the underworld or in the sky or in the world, you and I cultivate the Tao, we should take care of our destiny and let nature take its course."

Yuan Wuxiang's words were high-sounding, but they couldn't stop Tired Shoutian from hearing the meaning of rejection.

If you let nature take its course, is it... Could it be that the person in front of you will no longer be able to catch the man in front of him when the destiny comes?The hands on his knees were clenched unconsciously, and scenes of frightened and dying scenes appeared in his mind again.

"Oh, I just rejected a chance for you to take advantage of me. Why do you mind so much, my friend? Fangxiu of Peking University should have more than that." The dark thoughts were hidden under the nonchalant jokes, and the trace of soul power once again Was pulled out of the body by Yuan Wuxiang and merged into Tired Harvest's body.

"You..." The uneasy restlessness was appeased again, but Tired Shoutian didn't let go of his frown.

"Forget it, forget it, you don't need to apologize, brothers forgive you, destiny is destiny, your destiny is your destiny, don't young people like the phrase 'my fate is up to me'? Although It sounds frivolous and ignorant, but there is still some truth in it, isn't it?"

"Then what's your final conclusion?" Yuan Wuxiang couldn't tell whether Yuan Wuxiang's smile was genuine or fake, Tired Shoutian's eyes were heavy, and his unswerving expression was even more obvious.

"In conclusion, if I say this, I will lose the joy of watching Beibei show's struggle in the process of exploration. Although the misty rain and setting sun are not boring, but the fun is not much. As a brother, although you don't need to be tired. But it’s not too much to entertain me once in a while, right?”

Sure enough, it was all nonsense, without a single truth.

Tired Shoutian smiled coldly, and replied angrily: "It's really not an exaggeration. Where is there anything wrong with you here in Yuanwuxiang?"

"Oh, just a few jokes, are you really angry?"

Tired Shoutian turned his head away, not looking at Yuan Wuxiang around him at all.

"Okay, okay, the jokes are over, how about talking about the business?"

"So there is still business here with you?"

"Isn't the matter of the forest prison a serious matter?"

Speaking of the forest prison, Tired Shoutian reluctantly suppressed his steadfastness, and finally looked back at Yuan Wuxiang seriously: "What do you think about the forest prison?"

"I don't have any thoughts, but I just feel that there is Huangquan Guilin as a defense in front of Zangtian Pass, and its internal strength is even more unknown. Now, although you have Beizong as the Austrian aid behind you, it is not enough to turn passive into active."

"Do you want to reunite the North and South Provinces?"

"No, I just want to say, don't patronize the crisis on the table and ignore the invisible undercurrent."

"What do you mean? Make it clear."

"Since you think of uniting, some people will naturally think of splitting and provoking."

"and then?"

"Then...then it's time for you to return to Beizong. After all, the main force has been away for too long, and you should be annoyed that Beizong was taken advantage of by someone."

"Speak half of what you say, and leave half of it. When did you have this problem?"

"Hey? It's just conjecture. If it's not true, I can't say it all. But Beizong is now the main force against Sen Prison, and you are the most important thing. Sen Prison will pay more attention. Are you sure you are now Don't you want to go back to Beizong to have a look?"

"Yuan Wuxiang, I can escape for a while, but I can't escape forever." After finishing speaking, Tired Shoutian let out a cold snort and left the misty rain and setting sun as Yuan Wuxiang wanted.

"Ha...then it can be avoided for a while..." Yuan Wuxiang picked up the cold tea that had lost its sweet taste and poured it into his mouth with a chuckle, and swallowed all the bitterness into his throat.

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I picked up a courier early in the morning and found that the psychotic man next door threw a lot of shit at my door→_→What kind of psychosis is this...