Of course, the choice is to enchant

Wuming wanted to directly stop Si Yao who was dragging Feihong like a dead dog, but when he came in front of the two, he was shocked by the ruthlessness in Si Yao's eyes, and he didn't dare to approach without authorization.

I always feel that if he speaks rashly and accidentally provokes Si Yao, Feihong's life will be lost immediately.

Fortunately, it was still far away from the top of the mountain, so Wuming followed Si Yao in small steps, looking at Si Yao and Feihong eagerly.

Wuming can conclude that Si Yao must have discovered him a long time ago, but Si Yao just pretends that he has not discovered Wuming.

After Wuming approached, he stepped up his pace again.

Seeing that Feihong's head was about to be knocked against the stone by Si Yao's strength, Wuming hurriedly reached out to grab Si Yao's grasping Feihong's arm.

Obviously it was Wuming who made the first move, but he almost became another pendant in Si Yao's hand.

Wuming had to pour all the spiritual energy left after feeding the dragon balls into his legs, so that he could barely stabilize himself and not be pulled down by the huge force on Si Yao's arm.

Si Yao stopped in his tracks, lowered his head and looked at the hands on his arms, then followed them upwards, and quietly landed on Wuming's face, "Let go!"

Just because of Si Yao's appearance of wanting to eat people, Wuming didn't dare to let go.

"What's wrong with you?" Nameless asked cautiously.

He had a premonition that the fundamental reason why Si Yao and Feihong were so angry was still related to the dragon.

"You want to protect him?" Si Yao asked.

Wuming, who has read countless short stories, immediately sensed the trap of this question, and cleverly shifted the focus, "I just want to know what happened, why are you so angry all of a sudden."

Sure enough, after listening to Wuming's words, the coldness on Si Yao's face that was almost solidified gradually eased.

Although he knew that Wuming's essence was preventing him from doing anything to Feihong.

But Si Yao could at least comfort himself, Wuming didn't know anything to stop him.

Si Yao suddenly let go, because he was carrying Feihong who was advancing and fell to the ground without any struggle, kicking up a large cloud of dust again.

Because Wuming didn't expect Si Yao's sudden movement, he didn't have time to let go of his hands on Si Yao's arm, and was directly brought to Si Yao's side by Si Yao's movement.

It looked like he was on the united front with Si Yao.

"I know you were brought back to Wangxian City by him, and you are more or less thinking of his incense." Complicated emotions flashed in Si Yao's eyes, and even the anger at Wuming suddenly rushing out to block the way dissipated a lot.

Si Yao turned his eyes away from Wuming's face, stretched out his hand and waved away Wuming's hands that were still holding his arm, "You guys bid farewell."

Si Yao didn't use much strength, but Wuming inevitably felt empty in his heart because of Si Yao's actions.

Suppressing the complex emotions that suddenly appeared in his heart, Wuming squatted beside Feihong who hadn't given him half a look from the beginning to the end, and didn't even know how to open his mouth to ask.

Feihong's heart was as dead as a lamp. He was obviously not seriously injured, but he was beaten like a sandbag by Si Yao, and he didn't fight back at all. No matter how you look at it, he wanted to die.

Wuming sighed, followed Feihong's gaze and squatted down on the other side, stretched out his hand and shook Feihong's completely empty gaze, but still did not get any response.

"What's wrong with you?" Knowing that asking such a question is probably useless, Wuming didn't know how else to ask.

Unsurprisingly, there was no response.

In desperation, Wuming could only change his method, "If you die here, what will happen to Yuqi? What will happen to Wangxian City?"

Although Feihong never expressed his feelings for Wangxiancheng in words.

But Wuming, who has been a good friend for many years, can't know Feihong's sense of responsibility and mission to Wangxiancheng.

Just like Longshan treats him, even if the dragon has gone to the mountains, it is still his home.

The meaning of Wangxian City to Feihong is even more different.

Feihong blinked his eyes, wondering if he had listened to Wuming's words.

Just when Wuming thought he had failed again and wanted to find another entry point, Feihong suddenly said, "Wuming, don't worry about me, I should have died long ago."

Wuming silently clenched his fists, suddenly wanting to hit someone.

"As for Wangxian City..." Feihong's eyes moved to Wuming's face, and a deep complex flashed in his eyes, "Junior brother is the city owner, and he will do better than me."

"Your junior brother is still in the camp of the Forest of the Rising Sun, and even healing depends on the face of the demons." Wuming briefly described Yuqi's current experience, and unceremoniously tore through Feihong's self-deception, "He was encouraged by the seedlings. He has grown crooked a long time ago, and it would be good if Wangxiancheng didn't need to fish him out, but you still expect him to support Wangxiancheng?"

The more Wuming saw Feihong's depressed appearance, the angrier he became, and his speech became less and less restrained.

"You don't know yet, Wangxian City is under the management of your junior brother, and there are crystal people lurking all over the place, and one of them faces the good junior brother you have high hopes for day and night."

When Feihong heard the 'Crystal Man', his pupils constricted sharply, and the focus of his pupils finally converged. He stared at Wuming with burning eyes, "Crystal Man? Impossible!"

Seeing that Feihong finally had a reaction, Wuming immediately told all the crystal people who were about to look at Immortal City to Feihong.

The process of how to discover the source of the crystal man is omitted, after all, lurking in Wangxian City and doing things is not good to say.

Just the confirmed list of Wangxiancheng crystal people, and Wuming's knowledge of what these crystal people have done, it is eye-catching to tell one by one.

Si Yao, who had been standing next to him for a long time, suddenly felt a little impatient. He only allowed Wuming to say goodbye to Feihong. Why did they chat for so long?

But after seeing the vitality rising in Feihong's eyes, Si Yao was no longer in a hurry.

It is good to have the desire to live, so that death will be painful.

Wuming talked badly, and finally awakened Feihong's sense of responsibility.

He turned his head to look at Si Yao, who was looking at Dingding, and said in a hoarse voice, "This life is his, and I will definitely pay it back, but I still have things to deal with, wait..."

"Why wait?" Si Yao interrupted Feihong's words unceremoniously, and said with a sneer, "When you were looking at the fairy city to coax the dragon, why didn't you think about whether the dragon had a wish or not."

Wuming Wenyan, who was going to persuade Si, shut his mouth immediately, staring blankly at Si Yao whose eyes suddenly turned red.

Feihong's eyelids trembled, and he firmly grasped the Xiaoyao Sword that had already been cracked in his hand and got up from the ground, "In this case, we will each rely on our own abilities, whether you can save my life or I can fight for myself. It's time."

Wuming grabbed his hair tangled, it was useless to hate himself so much for the first time.

Why was he woken up in fright when he was recovering his memory and strength.

Even if he knew how much the Dragon Sacrifice to Longshan had to do with Feihong, he wouldn't be so paralyzed now.

A bloody halberd appeared in Si Yao's right hand again, but before he shot, he looked at Wuming, "Go back to the camp, don't go up the mountain again."

Feihong also persuaded Wuming, "This is about me and Si Yao, don't get involved, go down the mountain quickly."

Faced with Si Yao getting sharper and sharper, it seemed that he would soon be unable to bear the gaze of personally sending him down the mountain, Wuming moved his feet unwillingly, and slowly walked down the mountain.

However, after feeling that the two people on the mountainside were fighting, Wuming changed direction and came back quietly.

One is his best friend, and the other is someone he... likes.

How could Wuming just go down the mountain like this.

Though Feihong might not be entirely innocent in his forced sacrifice to Dragon Mountain.

But Wuming couldn't help but watch his best friend get killed when he couldn't think of anything.

Moreover, people can't escape seeking good fortune and avoiding harm. In Wuming's subconscious mind, he is always avoiding Feihong's role in the dragon sacrifice to Longshan.

In Wuming's imagination, Feihong should be ignorant and also deceived.

Although Si Yao spent a lot of time on the Pojun Fan, he was still able to press Feihong to fight effortlessly.

Wuming, who was observing in the dark, quickly discovered a problem that hadn't been discovered a few times before.

Before seeing Si Yao and Feihong fighting, Feihong fell into a disadvantage.

Wuming was misled by the rumors, thinking that Feihong was like this because of old injuries.

Now that Wuming has recovered part of his memory, and has the vision of the former Longzun, he discovered other strange things.

Feihong's downfall has nothing to do with old injuries, after all, he is the cultivation base of the immortal, so how could he be a sick child?

The real problem with Feihong was Jianxin. If he hadn't seen what Xiaoyaojian should look like with his own eyes, Wuming would even suspect that it was because Feihong was so good that the imperial chess that Feihong accepted as his apprentice was also a parallel import.

Because Feihong's sword heart had a problem.

Even Si Yao's cultivation level dropped drastically, and he also gave Wuming the Pojun Fan.

Feihong, however, was thinking about Wangxian City, and was full of rare desire to fight.

In the battlefield between the two, Si Yao still had the upper hand from the very beginning.

It is only a matter of time before Feihong loses, or even dies.

Despite the pain of retrograde aura all over his body, he forcibly used the Xiaoyao Sword, but it didn't bring Feihong back to life.

When he was shot down to the ground and watched Si Yao's attack, although Feihong still wanted to look back at Xiancheng to clean up the door, the thought of 'finally getting rid' rose in his heart.

How could he possibly win?

He couldn't even hold the sword anymore.

However, after Feihong made sufficient psychological preparations, he did not wait for the fatal blow.

When Si Yao was only three steps away from him, he suddenly closed his eyes and fell limply to the ground.

Wuming trotted over from a distance, held Si Yao's head in distress, and immediately touched the big bump on the back of Si Yao's head.

Dragon Ball rolled back to Wuming's feet by itself, as if he had lost all his dreams, and never saw any brilliance again.

His master actually used him as a brick!

After confirming that Si Yao just passed out temporarily, Wuming took out the best wound medicine and poured it into Feihong's mouth, and hurriedly said, "Let's go quickly when you recover your spirit energy, he will wake up in a short time."

Feihong coughed for a long time before he recovered his anger, "You come with me, otherwise he will definitely make things difficult for you."

Nameless immediately shook his head.

He let Feihong go just because he didn't want Si Yao to make the decision for him before he remembered the past.

If Si Yao's decision was wrong, he was afraid that when he remembered everything, he would not be able to help but blame Si Yao.

Moreover, he and Si Yao's goal of a century-old relationship has not yet been achieved, so how could he leave Si Yao's side at this time.

The author has something to say: Thank you "arumis" for the nutrient solution