Raised with countless treasures from heaven and earth, I heard everything you said. "

"I never thought of abandoning you and Master." Wen Zaiye said with a wry smile, "It's just that I didn't have time to think so much, so I did it."

He saved his good friend, but killed his fellow disciples, seriously injured his master, and made his younger brother live alone and helpless for 500 years, but if he didn't save him, Cheng Feng would surely die.

Whatever he chooses is wrong.

It's just that at that time, he didn't have time to think about right or wrong, he didn't have time to think about the result, he was reckless and angry, all relying on his head, and then he paid the price and died.

He was really useless, he couldn't think of a better way, and when he was about to die, there was a burst of warmth from the chestnut in his sleeve, and he regretted it for a moment.

He thought at the time: I haven't sent chestnuts to Xiaohe yet, why didn't I buy them for him two days earlier?

But now he can only look at the [-]-year-old Wen Heshen calmly, and say to him with some regret: "Xiaohe, there is no one in this world who can't live without him."

"It's neither Chengfeng nor me that you hate so much." Wen Zaye let go of the Xianfeng sword, looked at the strange yet somewhat familiar young man in front of him, "You just don't want to face reality."

That child tried his best to cultivate hard for 500 years, but he never walked out of the maple forest in the darkness.

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