Brother, where is the integrity?

Let's talk about Yao Lian, as soon as he approached Xiao Changfeng, he immediately showed a happy expression.Yao Lian really saw Xiao Changfeng opened his eyes, knew that he was not a fraudulent corpse, stepped on the gas pedal and ran towards him.

Xiao Changfeng was leaning on the wooden chair, his face was not as pale as before, and even the corners of his lips had a faint smile, it seemed that there was nothing serious about it.

Seeing Yao Lian striding towards him, Xiao Changfeng smiled lightly and said, "Brother Yao, don't worry, Changfeng is fine."

"Really?" Yao Lian pressed Xiao Changfeng's shoulders excitedly, his eyes were brighter than ever, and the corners of Xiao Changfeng's mouth couldn't help but twitch, brother Yao is really childish like this.

Suddenly remembering that Xiao Changfeng was still injured, and couldn't stand such a tough greeting from himself, Yao Lian immediately let go of his hands, stood aside in an orderly manner, and said with a sneer, "Hey, Xiao Changfeng, it's just as well if you don't die."

Xiao Changfeng's black line, brother Yao's way of caring about people is really different.

Gong Qingduo also came over at this time, and seeing Xiao Changfeng's embarrassed expression, he knew that his junior brother must have said something that shouldn't be said, and while it was funny, he was also a little more happy.

"Changfeng, since you are fine, then we will send you to your Shuiyue Palace team. As the team leader, you must always care about your own disciples, so as not to make people talk." Gong Qingduo slowly Said.

Xiao Changfeng was stunned, remembering the chaotic battle with the Demon Cultists, and he didn't know how the casualties of his sect were, "Thank you for reminding me, Brother Gong, this will trouble the two of you."

Yao Lian immediately became unhappy when he heard this, "Xiao Changfeng, you are out of touch now, let's not talk about whether we should be so polite between friends, just say that you almost risked your life to save me, I Isn’t it right to do something.”

"Oh." For some reason, Xiao Changfeng looked at Yao Lian strangely, as if he was asking something.

Yao Lian twitched the corner of his mouth, remembering the very misleading words that this guy got hurt before, Xiao Changfeng, he, he, he, he, he couldn't really like him.Then the idea of ​​making a promise with my body came up.

Uh... Yao Lian shuddered subconsciously, he really found it incredible, Xiao Changfeng is a typical tall, rich and handsome, how could it be possible to fall in love with this little dick like himself.

Forcibly shaking off those messy thoughts in his mind, Yao Lian and Gong Qingduo held Xiao Changfeng on one side, and sent him to the place where the disciples of Shuiyue Palace gathered.

When the disciples of Shuiyue Palace saw their young master came back, they ran towards Xiao Changfeng regardless of their injuries, and after pushing away Yao Liangong and Qing Duo, they greeted Xiao Changfeng with enthusiasm. Yao Lian Almost everyone thought that Xiao Changfeng was not their young master, but their old man.

The two looked at each other, both showing a bit of helplessness, knowing that Xiao Changfeng couldn't get away, they didn't stay any longer, and after saying goodbye to Xiao Changfeng, they left.

Yao Lian and Gong Qingduo did not go back to the team of the Cangqing Sect, but came to the place where they had previously fought with the disciples of the Demon Sect.

The blood-stained ground was full of corpses, some of them were enemies and some of their own. Their faces were full of unwillingness and disbelief.

Unwilling.That's right, who in this world is willing to die if they are forced to do so.

It was difficult to find Han Feng's body here. In order not to cause disrespect to the dead, Yao Lian and Gong Qingduo walked very carefully for fear of stepping on them.

There were also a few people around who came to look for the corpse, all of them looked anxious and weeping, presumably their relatives or friends also died in that battle.

Looking at the tragic situation in front of him, Yao Lian's mood, which was much better, fell to the bottom in an instant.

Uncontrollably, he recalled the moment Han Feng died, the splash of blood, his lifeless eyes, and the gradually cooling temperature in his hands.

Everything is too real, forcing Yao Lian to accept this reality, the unusually funny Han Feng is gone, he died to protect himself.

I only regarded him as an ordinary friend, but he regarded himself as the only friend, and even paid the price of his life to protect himself, how ridiculous and powerless.

If I become stronger, this kind of thing will not happen, and the people I care about and love will not leave or disappear.If I continue to be weak like this, will everyone I care about disappear, or even Gong Qingduo will disappear one day...

Just when Yao Lian's mind was in extreme confusion, he felt something ravaging his head, his scalp was itchy, and his heart was itching.

Looking back, I saw Gong Qingduo's amazing face. This face always maintained a cold and indifferent image in front of others, but in front of himself, it was always so warm and soft.

"Brother..." With a sore nose, Yao Lian's eyes were a little blurred by the tears. The tears did not mean that he was a weak crybaby. Well, who hasn't experienced a time of psychological weakness.

Maybe you survived and didn't cry at that time, but when you feel that a person cares about you, you will amplify his goodness infinitely at that time, so as to soften your heart and stimulate your tear glands.

"Okay, little junior brother, don't think too much, be careful not to give birth to inner demons, and let everything take its course." As long as Gong Qingduo saw the eyes of his little junior brother, how could Gong Qingduo not know what he was thinking in his heart, this Proper guidance at the time is crucial.

"Hmm..." Yao Lian pursed her lips and replied in a low voice.

Gong Qingduo smiled slightly, and had to say, the hair of the little junior brother really feels good to the touch.After touching Yao Lian's head a few more times, he took his hand and continued walking.

Not long after, the two found Han Feng's body. After Gong Qingduo's previous comfort, Yao Lian's mood calmed down a lot, and those thoughts of self-blame would no longer arise.Blindly blaming himself won't do anything, all he can do is to work harder, and one day he will become a strong man.

Yao Lian and Gong Qingduo transported Han Feng's body to the north of the frozen lake, on a high slope.

The scenery of this place is pretty good, surrounded by many tall trees that have withered, and down the slope is a spectacular ice lake.When spring comes, the flowers, plants and trees will sprout new buds, and the frozen lake will thaw. It will be a very beautiful picture.

It must be good to bury Han Feng here. Han Feng has no father, no mother, no wife and no children. Naturally, no one will hold a funeral for him.

Yao Lian and Gong Qingduo were just his friends, and it was not in accordance with the rules to hold a funeral for him. Besides, Han Feng was an orphan and had no ancestral grave, so he could only find a random place to bury him.

There was no one around, so Gong Qingduo simply summoned his true energy and blasted a big hole in the ground, which was five feet deep.

After burying Han Feng, another monument was erected. After more than half an hour of busy work, the two of them finished the work.

Looking at the completed tomb, Yao Lian felt a lot of emotions. Although it would no longer have too much impact on his state of mind, he still couldn't help but recall the scene when he met Han Feng.

From the speechless and stuffy meeting at the first meeting, to the hearty laughter when they met for the second time, to be honest, the two of them didn't know each other for a long time, only five days, but Han Feng left a deep impression in his heart that was beyond words. faded impression.

Perhaps, some people have this kind of charm, although they have met for a short time, they can talk to each other and become close friends; but there are some people you can't develop a good impression of him no matter what, no matter how much time you spend with you, no matter how long.Emotion is really a wonderful thing.

"Junior brother, let's go." Gong Qingduo uttered, breaking the tranquility of this side.In any case, he didn't want to see such a heavy expression on the younger brother's face. In his heart, the younger brother will always be the lively, cute, mischievous little brother.

"Well, brother, I see."

Yao Lian responded, then her knees gave way, and she knelt down in front of Han Feng's grave, kowtowing three times in a row.Staring at the six characters "Friend Han Feng's Tomb" on the tombstone, Yao Lian said in a deep voice, "Han Feng, I, Yao Lian, owe you my life. One day, I will definitely bring you back."

After the words fell, he stood up, turned his head and left, without looking at the grave again.

Gong Qingduo, who was standing there, looked at Yao Lian in a daze, and always felt that there was something different about the younger brother. Was it the will that Han Feng's death brought to him.Immediately afterwards, the corners of Gong Qingduo's lips curled up, such a little junior was even cuter.

When the two returned to the team of the Cangqing faction, the post-war matters were almost handled, the wounded lost their will, and the dead bodies were collected by relatives and friends, and they were sent back to their homes sect, encoffined and buried.

What reassured Yao Lian and Gong Qingduo was that none of the dozen or so disciples sent by Cangqing died, but everyone was more or less injured.

What surprised Yao Lian was that the little girl Huang Yiyi was bandaging her own wound.Is this still that unruly and willful young lady?

Seeing Huang Yiyi holding a bandage in her right hand and carefully wrapping it around her left arm, she tied a beautiful bow tie with her teeth and her right hand without any help from others after wrapping it around her head.

After bandaging, she turned her attention to Yao Lian and Gong Qingduo who were in front of her.

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother, you are back." With a faint greeting, Huang Yiyi stopped talking to the two of them, tore off a piece of cloth from her skirt, and lowered her head to seriously wipe her blood-stained sword.

Seeing this scene, Yao Lian could be said to be really dumbfounded, what the fuck, Huang Yiyi is swollen.It was as if he had changed completely, not only did he not rush towards Gong Qingduo, nor did he run on himself.What's wrong with this kid...

Could it be that this battle gave her experience.Let her be sensible.Yao Lian frowned, and then a look of pity appeared on his face.

It's a pity that Leng Sansheng was still recuperating at the inn, so he couldn't come. Otherwise, he might be able to experience the previous battle, and he wouldn't bother his senior in the future...