Occupational Disease Dark Guard's Favorite Concubine Survival Guide

Fu Qiufeng looked at the stone platform in surprise. The ceiling of this secret room is as high as the main hall. I am afraid that Qiu Bingying was directly teleported to the top of the stone platform. Before he could react, he was pierced by Feiguang. Such a tragic coincidence What Fei Guang meant, Qiu Bingying was dead, and Fu Qiufeng had no way of knowing.

It doesn't matter whether Qiu Bingying is dead or alive now, Fu Qiufeng clenched the dagger tightly and leaped up to stop the Qianxiang ghost, but when he stepped into the mud and rocks and stepped on the sticky blood, an ethereal call suddenly rang in his ears side.

"He's stalling for time." Rong Fan suddenly realized, and just took a step forward, he tilted his body and almost fell down. He braced his knees and gritted his teeth secretly. Qian Xianggui told him about the past, probably because he secretly got in touch with Feiguang. Steady them, so as not to be noticed the blood flowing to the side, waiting for the opportunity to snatch Fei Guang.

...Is it the blood that brought the power of Feiguang and cured Qian Xianggui?Or is it the combination of Qiu Bingying and the flying light fragments, which is why it has the effect... Rong Fan's thoughts raced, and before he could think about it, Qian Xianggui had already rushed to the high platform.

"Don't let him get the flying light!" Rong Fan dragged one leg into the secret room and instructed Fu Qiufeng. With a hook on his toe, he kicked up a stone and hit Qianxiang Ghost's knee. His legs suddenly went limp, and he staggered to support the high platform.

"Not only did I not die in the cave, but I also heard it calling me." Qian Xianggui turned around and leaned against the side of Shangguan Gaotai, pointing at Rong Jing and shouted, "Even God agrees with me, even the gods are willing to help me! What? Right and wrong, right and wrong, right and wrong, black and white, let it all be wiped out!"

Rong Fan knew that he was not Qianxianggui's opponent, and he couldn't get close to him to avoid being held hostage by him. He didn't see Fu Qiufeng approaching him until he turned around and found Fu Qiufeng standing there inexplicably, his eyes were empty and helpless, as if he had crossed thousands of years. Xianggui, staring at Fei Guang from afar.

"Fu Qiufeng?" Rong Fan called him eagerly, but Fu Qiufeng didn't move and ignored him, Rong Fan's heart suddenly turned upside down, thinking of Qiu Bing's warning that if Fu Qiufeng got close to Feiguang, he might be controlled by Feiguang.

At this moment, it was as if he had been thrown into a frozen lake in the twelfth lunar month of winter. The bone-chilling cold soaked every inch of his flesh and bones. Facing the power that he could not handle, the human will was so vulnerable.

"It's useless, I've seen it all." Qianxianggui's eyes were full of eager excitement, his tone gradually suppressed, and he said flatly, "The sun and the moon are turned upside down, mountains and rivers are crumbling, people and gods are all extinguished, and the collapse of the world started from him." , I am willing to follow my own order to be the executioner of Feiguang's execution."

"You don't need to continue to fall." Seeing that Fu Qiufeng couldn't be woken, Rong Fan became more impatient, and slowly retreated to the wall, trying to stabilize Qian Xianggui first, "I'm sorry Rong Yu, since you hate being deceived by others Manipulation, why take the initiative to tie the chains of flying light? Troubled times and destruction can only bring death, not give you freedom and respect. I think I never treat my subjects badly. As long as you are willing, I swear to forget the past and give you high officials and rich salary , you can live in the sun, wherever you want to stay.”

"Your Frost Blade Terrace is indeed a good secret guard organization." Qian Xianggui laughed and sighed from the bottom of his heart, "You call your good secret guard even your husband, you say these words, I also believe in seven points."

Rong Fan's face darkened, and he said in a deep voice with the corners of his eyes stretched: "I promise you everything, I advise you to cherish your life and stay away from Feiguang. I have also been an assassin and killer, and I climbed to this unattainable throne from the mud. Friends today, it’s nothing more than being forced by your position, I have the heart to appoint talents.”

Qian Xianggui raised his eyebrows, and sighed a little disappointedly: "It would be great if I met you earlier."

"It's not too late now." Rong Fan had already retreated to the door, and his peripheral vision fell on the ignorant Fu Qiufeng.

"It's too late!" Qian Xianggui suddenly slammed his fist on the stone wall behind him, twisted his height, jumped up, stepped on Qiu Bing's back and squatted down, slowly closed his five fingers, grasped the gun barrel of Feiguang, and closed his eyes softly , "... exposing a drowned person to the sun will only rot more embarrassingly and uglier."

Seeing this, Rong Fan stretched out his hand and grabbed the dagger from Fu Qiufeng's hand. Before he could turn his head, Gang Feng came straight to the back of his head.

"You don't want to just watch your loved one turn into a piece of wood, do you? As long as Feiguang touches him, the Shenmu will revive and the two worlds will become one." The gun was as cold as a dragon going out to sea, vigorous and fierce, "Why bother to resist, it is my kindness to let you die first." "Fu Qiufeng will never give in just like this!" When he was taken away from Fu Qiufeng, Feiguang's spear tip was still sharp for many years, weaving an airtight murderous net, and the clang of gold and iron made his right hand gradually paralyzed, "I trust him, he is my secret guard , it's not my turn...to protect him."

Qian Xianggui showed a hint of sarcasm, Rong Fan's left hand rested on his right arm to hold the silver spear he dropped, he exerted a little force, watching Rong Fan tighten his brows and eyelashes trembling, cold sweat slipped down his temples, The injured right leg had to bend slowly, and was about to fall to his knees.

"Your Majesty!" Qian Xianggui suddenly raised his voice and kicked Rong Fan's forearm, knocking away the dagger in his hand, swung the gun on Rong Fan's stomach, and tugged at his somewhat short sleeves, "Anyway. He is an emperor who is more pleasing to the eye than Rong Yu, and his martial arts are just inferior, but he cannot kneel down to a wanted criminal."

Rong Fan backed up a few steps and bumped into the wall, bent over and spat out blood, and a few drops of blood hung on the scattered hair close to his cheek. He raised his head and wiped the corner of his mouth, and said with a sneer, "I don't need you to be hypocritical."

"If that's the case, then I won't be too polite." Qian Xianggui nodded, Fei Guang stood by his side, he turned twice as if commanded by his arm, the tip of the spear calmly moved across Rong Ping's body, and pointed at Fu Qiufeng obliquely, " Your Majesty, join me in witnessing the chaotic world where there is no more day and night."

Fu Qiufeng stood stiffly among the rubble. He didn't know how long it had passed. Pictures that seemed real and illusory appeared in his mind. There were erupting volcanoes, overwhelming black clouds, violent lightning, and rivers and seas engulfing the wilderness. Insignificant as an ant in the face of disaster, he overlooked the earth from mid-air, only the most ruthless loneliness and silence proliferated and spread in the ruins.

A mournful call rang in his mind right here, Fu Qiufeng suddenly heard his name, his eyes flashed, and he saw Rong Fen slipped against the wall, the corners of his mouth were smeared with blood, and the unbearable pain in his eyes was both caused by the injury and caused by the pain. Spirit.

"Fu Qiufeng, wake up...you never boast, you will definitely be able to get rid of it." Rong Fan lay on the ground, the blood on his right leg left a curved mark, he tried his best to crawl towards Fu Qiufeng, hissing, " Wake up!"

Fu Qiufeng was furious all of a sudden, he couldn't bear Rong Yan's disastrous defeat, injury and begging in front of his eyes, but just like in the dungeon of Frost Blade Terrace, he couldn't move, and the Qianxiang Ghost holding a flying light had already come to him, raising his gun easily , pierced Fu Qiufeng's chest through Rong Fan's roar.

The moment the flying light touches Fu Qiufeng, an invisible airflow swirls up, the flap of his clothes flutters, and a soft branch grows around the bloodstained wound, and tender green buds bloom from the branch, turning into lush leaves, In the blink of an eye, Fu Qiufeng was surrounded by it.

Immediately afterwards, the ground shook as if in an illusion, as if the entire world began to shift.

"No—!" Rong Fan stretched out his hand, his eyes were about to burst, he stood up against the wall and rushed towards Qian Xianggui, grabbing his lapel, "I'm going to kill you!"

Qian Xianggui was led back two steps, let go of Fei Guang, clasped Rong Pin's wrist, then froze for a moment, looked at him slowly, and said with a smile: "The tears of those in power are so precious, how could you do it for him?" cry."

"If it surprises you, then I can laugh too." Rong Fan twitched the corners of his mouth gloomily as the tear slid across his cheek and fell from his chin. Hate and anger are burning.

Qianxianggui didn't have time to react, a stabbing pain hit the back of his neck, he subconsciously let go of Rong Fan and touched the back of his head, Rong Fan took the opportunity to pull out the dagger he picked up from the wall just now from his sleeve, and resolutely slashed across Qianxianggui's throat, turning the tip of the knife , and pierced straight into his heart.

Not long ago, when he crawled back along the cracks in the wall, the ink fountain that Rong Pin had quietly hidden in his sleeves ran to the ground, and quickly slipped into the gravel to hide himself.

"You..." Qian Xianggui clutched his blood-spattered neck and kicked Rong Fan with all his strength. His eyes were a little dizzy, and he realized that he had been poisoned. He didn't even know whether the pain in his throat and heart was real or not. He looked sideways. Seeing that the flying light was still stuck in Fu Qiufeng's body, he grabbed the gun barrel and pulled it back forcefully, and fell on his back.

Rong Fan dodged Qianxianggui's kick, and then kicked Feiguang far away from Qianxianggui's hand. The branches on Fu Qiufeng's body stopped growing after getting away from Feiguang. Rong Fan rushed to catch Fu Qiufeng before he fell to the ground. He tried his breath tremblingly with his fingers, it was so weak that he could barely feel it, and the branches seemed to be rooted, Rong Fan didn't dare to move, his mournful eyes drooped and then raised, he grasped Fu Qiufeng's hand tightly, The corners of his lips trembled a few times, the blood rushing up his throat dyed his lower lip red, he didn't know what to say, he just closed his eyes and sighed unbearably.

"Your Majesty..." Fu Qiufeng murmured softly.

Rong Fan's heart twitched, and he widened his eyes in surprise and looked at Fu Qiufeng in his arms: "I am here, I am here!"

"You'll be gone soon."

Qianxianggui stood up slowly behind Rong Fan, and a soft shard of light fell from the flying light in the distance, covering Qianxianggui's body, he pulled out the dagger in his heart, and the scar on his neck healed quickly in the light shards, He waved his hand, the inner force attracted Fei Guang, and he held it in his palm again.

Rong Fan turned his head slowly, unbelievable, and finally fell into despair at the end of the road.

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One moment Fu Qiufeng witnessed Rong Fen killing Qian Xianggui, and the next moment he realized that he could move. He stood up directly from the chair, his thoughts were a little sluggish, and he gasped heavily as if he had been suffocated for a long time.

"Fu Qing? Did you have a nightmare?" Wei Hao, who was reading a book across from the desk, shook, and dropped the book on the ground. He looked up at Fu Qiufeng, who was covered in cold sweat. Have a sip of tea, Fu Qing has worked so hard recently, it seems it's time to give you a few days off."

Fu Qiufeng stood on the spot in a daze, and saw that the surroundings looked like a study room. He clutched his forehead and cast his vigilant, confused and uneasy eyes on the opposite side of the table. When he saw the person sitting clearly, he was stunned by the huge weirdness and absurdity. Sitting back, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said, "...Your Majesty."

"Huh?" Wei Hao didn't know, so he picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup and handed it over, "Fu Qing, you still have to combine work and rest. Dayue is too peaceful and happy now, and you are getting old. It's time to relax yourself and have a good time." Heal your body."

Fu Qiufeng stared blankly at the cup of tea, stretched out his hand tentatively, and saw a ring inlaid with jade on his bony finger, which was thick and luxurious. When he stared at the ring, he naturally knew that it was the Lord of the Dark Pavilion symbol of.

"I...it seems to be a dream." Fu Qiufeng squeezed the cup of tea, his heartbeat gradually calmed down under the appropriate temperature, and he was a little suspicious, "It's not a nightmare. It's in a dream. It's funny to say that I became a concubine for someone. Later, for some reason, I entered the mountain with him again, and fought against the enemy who was like a mountain god with branches, and I lost badly, and then I woke up."

After he finished talking about this vague dream, he felt inaccurate, as if a lot of things had been missed, and there was only a residual pain in his chest, which was suffocating and he wanted to escape instinctively.

"Ahahaha." Wei Hao raised his sleeves to cover his face and laughed, "If you can be called a concubine, then you must be the emperor, how could the emperor go to the mountains to fight in person, besides, Fu Qing is like my second father, I have been with you since I was a child Xi Wu, I know that you are unparalleled, even a mountain god can't match, this dream is really too false."

Fu Qiufeng was about to humbly say that His Majesty was too famous, but suddenly he stared at his own reflection in the tea, his hair was tied neatly on top of his head, a few strands of bright silver were mixed into his temples, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes and the beard growing on his chin It shows that he is over the age of [-], but he is still dignified and dignified, and his straight face makes people feel intimidated.

He accepts this image from the bottom of his heart, but for some reason, he always feels regretful, as if something is missing, a joking voice that is completely different from his style rang in his head, it should be a frivolous man with no rules, the voice said with a smile , Senior Fu, Concubine Ai, Madame...

"Fu Qing?" Wei Hao called out, concerned, "You don't look very good-looking, you should rest today, I will send someone to bring some supplements to your house."

When Fu Qiufeng came back to his senses, he was deeply surprised that he was always distracted today, and felt that it was not suitable for him to continue to deal with official duties, so as not to make mistakes, so he nodded in agreement, and bent down to pick up the book that fell on the ground.

When he touched the book with his fingertips, he suddenly remembered a name, "The Secret History of Jinluan", which made his brain ache. He hissed, picked up the book and glanced at it, and suddenly found that the cover was actually "The Secret History of Jinluan" four words.

"Your Majesty!" Fu Qiufeng suddenly stood up holding the book, and blurted out His Majesty.

"Huh?" Wei Hao turned his head to look at him, and smiled tirelessly, "So what?"

"No." Fu Qiufeng frowned. He felt that His Majesty was not calling Wei Hao. At this moment, he felt alienated from the whole world. book, but Wei Hao suddenly pressed his hand. "Fu Qing, this is not a good book." Wei Hao said softly, "I have just received a report from the secret cabinet, saying that it is a deceptive book written by a rebel against the imperial court. I will read it and order the secret guards to deal with it. That's all, you have to go to work with injuries after seeing it, I feel uncomfortable after seeing it."

After Wei Hao finished speaking, Fu Qiufeng's heart ached belatedly. He pinched the book and held a stalemate with Wei Hao, and asked, "When did I get hurt, and what kind of injury?"

"I ascended the throne three days ago, and an assassin poisoned my wine, and you took a sip by mistake." Wei Hao said helplessly, "Have you forgotten? It was in the main hall of the dark pavilion, and you still vomited There was a lot of blood, but it frightened me."

Fu Qiufeng recalled in a daze, and the picture appeared in his mind bit by bit, as if there was something real, he let go of his hand a little, Wei Hao patted the back of his hand again, and comforted him: "Fu Qing, Nanke Huangliang, Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, Why do you have to think so much?"

"No, it's still not right. I have to think about it. I can't give up my will anymore." Fu Qiufeng stared at the book. They fought for this moment. The script just turned to the second page, and the handwriting was a bit messy, but he almost glanced at it. Just locked on a name, Rong Fan.

It takes more than courage to question one's own environment. Fu Qiufeng grabbed the script and flipped through it, but seemed to be reading a language he didn't know. He frowned and tried to find what he should be the familiar part.

Wei Hao looked at him in astonishment, and asked angrily, "Fu Qing! What's wrong with you? I have just succeeded to the throne. If there is anything that is not as good as the first emperor, you can just speak up."

"Rong Fan, Your Majesty..." Fu Qiufeng ignored Wei Hao, and he recognized some names from the script, as if every time he saw one, the foggy sea of ​​consciousness became clearer, "Wei Yuan, Frost Blade Terrace, Fu Qiufeng...Fu Qiufeng..."

"Fu Qiufeng!" Wei Hao also stood up, grabbed the storybook back with his hands, and angrily said, "I order you to go back and rest now."

Fu Qiufeng's hands froze in mid-air, and the voices calling his name seemed to overlap in his mind for an instant. The hoarse and hopeless shout of the unknown man penetrated deeper into his heart than the one in front of him. Leaning on the table, he flipped over the table and said in a deep voice, "Cheyue Lake, where is Cheyue Lake?"

"Of course it's in the eastern suburbs of the capital." Wei Hao said angrily, "Fu Qing, go home and get a good night's sleep, and then accompany me to swim in the lake after recovering enough energy?"

"No, it's not you." Fu Qiufeng shook his head and backed away, sternly yelling, "Don't put on airs anymore, Wei Hao won't say these things, and I will never say these things to Wei Hao, who are you?"

"Presumptuous!" Wei Hao slapped the table, "Fu Qiufeng, just because I respect you, doesn't mean you can call me by my name whatever you want."

Fu Qiufeng raised his leg and kicked over the table, and glanced at his hand. He is now clamoring to see Rong Fan, and he took off the ring and threw it on the ground: "I don't need your respect."

"Fu Qing, what's the matter with you? Is the poison not cleaned up?" Wei Hao turned from anger to worry, knelt down to pick up the ring in grief, and looked up at him, "This is from the emperor, father. This ring has witnessed that you helped the emperor to create a peaceful and prosperous world, how could you throw it away?"

Fu Qiufeng clutched his increasingly painful chest, stepped back to the door step by step, and became more determined under the pain: "That is not my past, false achievements, monarchs and ministers, the future, how can I live up to Your Majesty who treats you sincerely?" Is this self-deception?"

"Fu Qing, Yafu, don't I treat you sincerely?" Wei Hao's eyes turned red, "I beg you, don't leave, please? My mother and queen passed away early, and my father and emperor just left. I only have you, and this is also true." your hometown."

"The real Wei Hao never relies on anyone." Fu Qiufeng stepped out of the door, "He has suspicions and ruthless ambitions, but he has no sincerity. Your acting skills are too bad, and you can't fool me. My home is not here."

He turned around and left, with a sense of direct contact with the truth. Wei Hao is not just Wei Hao, but the last thought of the past in his heart. Now he wants to abandon all these and resolutely face death to win a new life.

There were no horses on the way, so Fu Qiufeng simply used lightness kung fu. When he ran all the way to Cheyue Lake, his face was pale from the pain and he coughed continuously, but he firmly believed that as long as he saw Rong Fan, everything would be solved easily.

He was not sure how to meet Rong Fan, only this vague impression, Cheyue Lake, as long as he crossed Cheyue Lake, he could go back to Rong Fan's side, he jumped into the lake without the slightest hesitation, the sparkling waves left He was getting further and further away, the icy cold lake water that made it hard to breathe choked into his lungs, Fu Qiufeng heard a humming in his ears, and closed his eyes weakly.

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"I believe you have been an assassin before." Qian Xianggui rubbed his neck, "One blow was fatal, and a knife was added. If Feiguang could not heal any injuries, I would really die here."

Rong Fan remained silent, slowly put down Fu Qiufeng, stood up on his knees, moved his steps with difficulty, and twitched the corners of his mouth to laugh at himself: "I can't defeat God after all."

Qianxianggui caressed Feiguang casually, chuckled, narrowed his eyes, and walked slowly to Rong Fan's side: "Your Majesty, you have offended me, come, hold Feiguang, hold it with your own hands, and you can feel it." With infinite power, you will understand that it is better to destroy the two worlds, and then personally use the flying light to end Fu Qiufeng's life and revive the Shenmu."

"If you want to kill, then kill, why do you need to talk too much!" Rong Fan turned his head and put his hands behind his back, "I will not bow to the so-called Shenmu."

Qian Xianggui grabbed Rong Fan's shoulders and pushed him to the ground, and forcibly pulled Rong Fan's hand over Feiguang.

The touch of the wooden handle is no different from that of a painted branch, but the moment Rong Fan held the flying light, a distant and ethereal call suddenly came into his mind.

[Don't suppress it, I heard your wish. ]

Rong Fan raised his head silently, and slammed the back of his head heavily on the ground. The temptation of flying light was like a sound and like a picture, with no beginning and no end, as if completely different thoughts had been planted in his mind.

He wanted to kill people, he wanted to dig up the tomb of the late emperor, he wanted to shoot the present empress dowager with random arrows, as well as those royal relatives who had treated him harshly and insulted him. Wei, he should also send troops to teach him a lesson, how can he be aggrieved to negotiate a peace... and his mother, if she can come back to life, that would be great.

[Let the two worlds become one, and give Feiguang to him. As long as the Shenmu recovers, you can live with your loved one under the protection of the Shenmu. There will be no sickness or death, only eternal joy. ]

"Don't resist anymore." Qianxianggui said with a smile, "Look at me, isn't it very free now?"

"Absurd...absurd." The back of Rong Fan's hand was clenched, he tried his best to look at Fu Qiufeng, telling himself over and over again to stick to his heart, Fu Qiufeng hoped that he would be a good emperor, and he would never do what Fei Guang wanted. He finally realized Qiu Biying's mysterious description felt like his brain was about to be torn in two, "I just want to throw it into a volcano."

"Only a lunatic can destroy Feiguang!" Qianxianggui asserted, he closed his eyes while holding Feiguang, and then said meaningfully, "It can help you achieve anything, even if it seems impossible, but Ming It can also be changed in the dark, such as your mother, you want her to come back to life, and Fu Qiufeng, as long as you make a wish and accept Feiguang, it can reunite your family."

Rong Fan closed his pupils, and for a moment his persistence almost broke the dike on the spot. When he realized that even he could not resist Fei Guang, he turned his head to look at Fu Qiufeng dismally, and smiled intermittently: "Sorry, I am very stubborn, my Mr. Fu... is also a proud and upright man, you and I... are not afraid of death."

Qian Xianggui gradually became impatient, Rong Fan held Fei Guang's hand suddenly, pulled the tip of the gun to his heart, and stabbed it hard.

"Your Majesty!" Fu Qiufeng struggled to wake up from the dream, the pain of the wound was no more than the heart-piercing pain of seeing Rong Pin commit suicide, he grabbed the branch in front of his chest, gritted his teeth and broke it off, like breaking a bone The severe pain caused his eyes to turn black, but it aroused his colder anger. Holding the branch of the sacred tree as a weapon, he dodged to attack the Qianxiang ghost.

"You're still awake." Qian Xianggui immediately pulled out Fei Guang and turned cold-faced, got up to touch the ground fearfully, walked around to the high platform, trying to consume Fu Qiufeng's physical strength.

A red line overflowed from the corner of Rong Fan's mouth. He hadn't felt so cold for a long time. Even though he was lying on the ground, he seemed to be falling continuously, pulled by the weightlessness, and fell into a darker abyss.

Mo Dou crawled over from the wall, rubbed his head against the side of his face, and even drooped his tail, Rong Fan regained his energy a bit, and joked weakly: "Bite me, let me fall asleep, that's okay Die quicker."

Mo Dou opened his mouth and spat out bright red letters, and lowered his head.

"Since I don't want to bite." Rong Fan looked at the battle around the high platform in a blink of an eye, and could no longer see clearly, "Go help Mr. Fu, kill Qian Xianggui, and kill him again."

Fu Qiufeng's moves were all supported by one breath, with only killing intent in his eyes, Qian Xianggui leaned on the high platform and stabbed at the other side, Fu Qiufeng stepped on the tip of the spear, jumped onto the high platform with his strength, and set off Qiu Bing's body and smashed it Xiang Qianxianggui, Qianxianggui slapped out his palm, and at the same time the corpse was blown away, a thin snake as black as ink sprang out from the clothes of the corpse, biting his forearm.

Qian Xianggui threw the ink fountain with a flick of his hand, and just as he lost his sight, Fu Qiufeng was nowhere to be seen, and he felt something was wrong, a branch of the tree protruded from his chest.

Fu Qiufeng clasped his right arm behind his back and unscrewed it. He snatched Feiguang and took a deep breath. An ordinary long gun.

"I'll kill you as many times as you can live." Fu Qiufeng yanked back the branches, swayed his body, and supported the high platform.

Qian Xianggui sat down slowly leaning against the table, his eyes gradually dimmed, and he was still puzzled: "Flying light can't fail..."

"Shenmu is nothing more than that." Fu Qiufeng forced a sneer, then turned and walked towards Rong Fan, "I am not enslaved by anyone, neither can God."

Rong Fan blinked, stared at Fu Qiufeng in a blurred field of vision, and wanted to say something, but exhausted, he could only curl the corners of his mouth and smile.

Fu Qiufeng walked to Rong Fan's side, and finally couldn't bear to spit out a mouthful of blood. The heavy flying light fell to the ground, and Fu Qiufeng knelt down beside Rong Fan, leaning over to hug him.

"It was the minister who harmed you." Fu Qiufeng said tremblingly, "So... don't hate the minister, and don't forget the minister, live well, and treat it as the people of Dayi."

"I don't hate, and I have no regrets." Rong Pin raised his fingers inch by inch to hold Fu Qiufeng's waist. He didn't know how he was going to survive, and said in a more and more urgent voice, "If there is an afterlife, we will live happily ever after. , Don’t ask Hongchen..."

"I'm sorry." Fu Qiufeng raised his head and apologized in a low voice, and gently covered Rongpin's cold lips with nostalgia, exchanging a short but bloody kiss, and pressed the branch he had been holding on to Rongpin's chest, "this It is the branches of the sacred tree, although it has not yet grown, but it is enough."

Rong Fen was stunned for a moment, the branch that had been broken from Fu Qiufeng's body melted a burst of warmth, and flowed down Fu Qiufeng's hand that was pressed against his chest, dispelling the sharp pain and the cold that froze his soul.

He lowered his head in astonishment, the faint light was seeping into the wound from the palm of his hand, and the wound pierced by the spear point quickly disappeared without a trace.

"Fu Qiufeng!" Rong Fan felt the strength returning to his body, but this strength was drained away with deeper sorrow. He turned over and hugged Fu Qiufeng, stroked his pale cheeks, brushed away the messy hair, and the tears were uncontrollable The ground fell down, "You heal yourself quickly, what's the point of being the only one alive, didn't you say you would never lie to me again, why did you break your promise and make my heart ache!"

Fu Qiufeng lay in his arms and closed his eyes quietly.

Rong Fan was absent-minded for a moment, his eyes mechanically fell on Fei Guang, and the flames of unwillingness were ignited in his dark eyes.

"Fu Qiufeng, if I'm really a worthy king in your heart, then what's the difference between me and Wei Xiu who burned the Shenmu?" Rong Fan pressed the tip of the gun with his fingertips, and slowly moved it towards the handle. "Can't I do it? I...why can't I do it?!"

Rong Fan stood up and picked up Fei Guang, always watching Fu Qiufeng with no more entanglement in his eyes, as firm as a rock and unstoppable, the moment he clenched the handle of the gun, even the imperial power was insignificant and unworthy of mentioning, he seemed to have the palm of his hand The power to hold death will transcend the boundaries of the stars and become the only eternal god who can dominate this world. The persuasion of the oasis is constantly invading like a lost traveler in the desert. The veins on the back of his hand are bulging, but he no longer feels struggling. Shi Rongpin's only belief is to make Fu Qiufeng recover as usual, nothing else.

"Don't waste your energy trying to confuse me." Rong Pin took a deep breath and looked down at Fei Guang. He was sober and paranoid and desperate, and finally understood the key to controlling Fei Guang, the desire to restrain freedom, and the freedom to restrain desire, " Now, heal him and give me a wooden thorn."

When Fu Qiufeng woke up again, except for a little sleepiness, he felt no discomfort at all. He touched his chest in confusion, sat up straight up, and was so shocked when he saw the expressionless face leaning on Feiguang that he almost picked up the dagger. Seeing Rong Fan showing a familiar smile, there was a relaxed teasing in the corner of his mouth.

"Aiqing, you failed to resign and return home." Rong Fan spun around twice, Fei Guang put one hand behind his back, "I will never allow you to leave first."

Fu Qiufeng looked around at the mess, blood mixed with crushed limestone, they were lucky enough to laugh and talk as before after this absurd and wonderful battle.

"Minister..." Fu Qiufeng couldn't help laughing, and felt like crying. He solemnly knelt down on one knee, bowed his head and cupped his hands, and said, "I obey the order."

The tongues of fire ignited by the flying light illuminate the smiles in the eyes of the two. Without any power, they still have countless presents and futures embracing each other, and they will be immortal until the end of time.

The author has something to say: (the two are omitted in the middle, who are not handsome, drilling wood to make fire, rubbing wood, smoking and burning

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Let’s pretend that there is no bug in things like Feiguang’s stream of consciousness. In short, the main text is over, and I am forced to use my favorite superpower to save the world in the martial arts court. Thank you little angels for seeing this all the way. Hug (づ￣ 3￣)づ╭

Go back to Beijing and get married and put it in the extra episode, put the home plate where you can put it, and then plan to write two or three extra episodes, if the little angels want to see something that can be released in Jinjiang, you can point it out, I will try my best to write it _(:з」∠)_