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Ji Fenghuan looked at the broken chain on the couch, and sighed softly, as if he was very sorry.

"Brother, I don't want to hurt you."

With downcast eyes, Rong Buyu pushed aside the remaining chain on his hand, and said casually, "I don't want to hurt you either."

Ji Fenghuan blinked: "Then can't we talk properly? I haven't seen you for so many years, I miss you very much."

Rong Buyu took a look at him, Ji Fenghuan still had that soft smiling and innocent look, as if he was still a childish child.

The two haven't seen each other for several years, and Rong Buyu can hardly recognize him. This man with a pure smile but full of evil spirit is his younger brother raised by himself.

Rong Buyu sighed slightly, and said softly: "Feng Huan, if you want to have a good talk with me, then take back your spiritual power first."

Ji Fenghuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled kindly: "I thought my brother wouldn't notice it."

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers lightly, and the tiny ice needles that had been swirling silently on the back of Rong Buyu's heart melted into mist and dissipated in place.

Ji Fenghuan's hand slowly moved up Rong Buyu's arm, but Rong Buyu didn't stop him, half-closed his eyes and watched with a half-smile.

"Back when my brother was injured so badly, I thought my brother was already dead, and I blamed He Chen for many years."

It wasn't until those cold hands were attached to Rong Buyu's thin black clothes, pressing gently on his heart, that Rong Buyu lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Let go."

Ji Fenghuan turned a deaf ear to it, slightly raised his fox-like eyes, looked at Rong Buyu with a bit of charming charm, and said softly: "He Chen is really cruel, he even has the heart to do such a deadly move against brother's face, what a shame! If the sword intent of the holy realm is not removed, how long will my brother live? Two years? One year? Or one month?"

He lowered his eyes, and his red eyes seemed to be filled with tears: "Feng Huan is so distressed."

Rong Buyu laughed, he raised his hand and grabbed Ji Fenghuan's chin, looked down at him condescendingly, and said lightly: "Oh? Your heart hurts? Then how do I remember, in the magic circle that sealed me, that piece The spar is full of your spiritual power?"

Ji Fenghuan raised her head meekly, and blinked: "Brother must have sensed something wrong, how could I..."

Before he finished speaking, Rong Buyu casually pushed him aside, the smile on his face disappeared.

"Stop pretending, I'm tired just looking at it." Rong Buyu closed his eyes slightly, exhaled softly, "I have nothing to say to you now, let me go."

Rong Buyu collapsed, stepped on the cold jade slab with bare feet, walked to the wooden door without looking back, and slapped the door open.

It was snowing heavily outside the door, and the sky was filled with endless wind and snow. The two seemed to be on the top of a mountain, and there was an endless snow mountain as far as the eye could see.

The chill climbed up his body inch by inch.

Rong Buyu turned his head to look.

Ji Fenghuan was reclining on the soft couch, resting his head lazily on his hands, carelessly brushing a strand of long hair and twirling it between his fingers.

Rong Buyu said: "Ji Fenghuan."

Ji Fenghuan responded crisply: "Hey."

Rong Buyu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Do you want to be beaten?"

Ji Feng smiled and said: "I have grown up, even if my brother wants to teach me again..."

Before he finished speaking, Rong Buyu's black figure disappeared out of thin air, and appeared directly in front of Ji Fenghuan in the next moment. His gray pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and he slapped Ji Fenghuan with his eyes without blinking.

Ji Fenghuan laughed loudly, even if he didn't hide, he raised his hand to meet it.

The two are evenly matched in cultivation, but because they haven't seen each other for so many years, they don't know much about each other's details, so they only dared to make a hasty move and retreat quickly.

Rong Buyu slammed his back against the carved wooden door, a circle of transparent ripples suddenly rippled.

Ji Fenghuan had already flew back. Before landing, hoarfrost quickly formed on the jade stone, and an ice crystal suddenly rose from the ground. He lightly tapped on it with his toes, and his gorgeous robe was blown wildly by the air waves.

He kept the posture of stepping on the tip of the ice like this, and said the following words with a half-smile: "...I'm afraid it will be a little difficult."

Rong Buyu raised his hand and flicked it, flames shot out from his hand, directly turning into a fiery illusory long sword, illuminating half of his face slightly.

Ji Fenghuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and was about to go up to meet him, but he saw that Rong Buyu stopped where he was, and instead of attacking with his sword, he suddenly slashed at the carved wooden door behind him.

There was a burst of sawdust flying, and there was a sound of shattering ice in the void, which soon crackled together.

Ji Fenghuan suddenly lowered his face.

After Rong Buyu swung his sword, the scene around the two of them seemed to be rippled by the wind. After a sudden twist and ripple, the white snow-capped mountains outside the door disappeared and turned into an exquisite courtyard.

A round of crescent moon hangs in the sky, and the bright light pours down.

The illusion disappeared.

Rong Buyu looked at Ji Fenghuan coldly, and suddenly said: "Do you know that the purger you sent once cut off one of my arms?"

Ji Fenghuan's eyes turned around on Rong Buyu's hand, and he didn't know whether it was because Rong Buyu shattered his illusion, or because of this sentence, his face lost the ease of doing things just now.

Rong Buyu flicked the sword, the flames rose to the sky, he tilted his head slightly, and said with a smile: "I said, I will give you back twice."

As soon as the words fell, spiritual power wrapped in spiritual power rushed towards Ji Fenghuan like a vast sea.

Wherever it passed, it was unknown whether it was the heat wave or the strength of the spiritual power that shattered the surrounding rare and rare treasures into powder, and scattered the powder all over the ground.

Ji Fenghuan slapped a palm, and the snow-capped mountains rose from the ground like huge waves, directly blocking Rong Buyu's spiritual power.

The spiritual power collided, and there was a loud noise, and the ice cubes turned into powder, like heavy snow falling down one after another.

Rong Buyu lowered the tip of the sword, and there was some blood on it.

After landing on the ground, Ji Fenghuan looked at his hands, and found a tiny scratch on the back of both hands at some point, and blood slowly seeped out.

It was obvious that he could cut off both of his arms, but at the moment of strike, Rong Buyu still couldn't bear it.

He dissipated the sword out of thin air, turned around and said softly: "From now on, you and I will have nothing to do with each other again."

Ji Fenghuan took a breath, looked at Rong Buyu's leaving back, and suddenly said, "Brother!"

Rong Buyu held the door frame with one hand, tilted his head slightly: "You still want to keep me?"

"Now they all know about your escape from Haiyuan, even if you leave the cloud and return to the city, you will die." Ji Fenghuan raised his hand slightly, and a burst of spiritual power poured out from his fingertips, turning into a circle around the surroundings. Huge ice crystals blocked Rong Buyu's way.

"Only I can save you." Ji Fenghuan stared at him closely, his eyes were red like ghosts.

Ghost hate...

Rong Buyu suddenly narrowed his eyes, and was about to speak, but felt a sudden sharp pain in his chest, and the pain spread through his limbs like thin threads.

He couldn't stand still, and his knees softened and he knelt straight on the ground.

Ji Fenghuan raised his hand, and a phantom sword was hanging in his palm, spinning continuously, and there seemed to be a blue tassel hanging from the hilt.

That was He Chen's sword intent.

The sword intent in Rong Buyu's chest was pulled by the sword intent in Ji Fenghuan's hand and collided with his spirit body, his body felt like tearing pain.

He clutched his chest tightly, cold sweat dripping down.

According to his cultivation, Rong Buyu is still higher than Ji Fenghuan, but he is too soft-hearted, knowing that after meeting Ji Fenghuan, he will definitely not be willing to fight cruelly because of his friendship in the past, so he has always avoided meeting him.

After meeting by accident this time, he just wanted to retreat without causing other troubles. Who knew that Ji Fenghuan was so stubborn that he didn't hesitate to use He Chen's sword intent to keep him.

Ji Fenghuan walked over slowly, leaned down and pressed Rong Buyu's shoulders, and murmured: "Only I can save you, brother, look..."

"Hechen wants to kill you, Guanhe wants to kill you, and the common people in the world want to kill you, and everyone in the three realms will not tolerate you as a sinner..." He gently raised Rong's chin, lowered his voice, his eyes were filled with death Dead repressed frenzy.

"Even Chongge doesn't care about you as much as I do, why don't you ever look at me?"

The severe pain in Rong Buyu's heart almost made him pass out. With the last bit of strength, he waved Ji Fenghuan's hand away, and said in a hoarse voice, "You...you know the reason..."

His body was on the verge of falling, his eyes turned black for a while, and the sound in his ears gradually dissipated.

Ji Fenghuan stared at him, seeing that he finally couldn't hold on, so he opened his arms and hugged Rong Buyu tightly in his arms.

"I know the reason?" Ji Fenghuan repeated his words, feeling the strength of Rong Buyu's body loosen little by little, and said softly, "Do I know? I don't know anything, I only know that you were for a waste back then, If you are so willing to destroy yourself, what kind of thing is he, is he worthy of your life?"

Rong Buyu's ears buzzed, and when he heard these words in a daze, his eyes suddenly opened wide.

"you……"

His hand was holding Ji Fenghuan's hand tightly, and his usually calm eyes were full of anger and hatred.

"shut up."

Ji Fenghuan didn't argue with him, but put away the sword intent with his hands, and said softly: "Sleep, brother, everything will be fine after waking up."

Rong Buyu thought of Ji Fenghuan's words that seemed to make him a puppet in a daze, and he was taken aback for a moment, but felt chills all over his body.

He forcibly mobilized all his spiritual energy, and was about to injure himself to restore his sanity, when suddenly there was a loud noise in his ear.

Hearing a bang, Ji Fenghuan suddenly raised a hand to block the long sword that was rushing towards him.

He shot out a chilling spiritual power from his palm, and blocked the roaring long sword in mid-air. The two spiritual powers collided suddenly, and the air waves surged, and the strong wind rose from the ground, blowing the two of them together. The long clothes with black hair rustled.

Rong Buyu reluctantly raised his head and looked out, only to see a person throwing away the window lattice, a wave of spiritual power was released, half of the house was blasted to the ground by him, and the ruins piled aside were full of dust.

Ji Fenghuan clapped his hands violently, and Frost shot out suddenly, sending the shining red long sword flying out, and was caught in the hand of the visitor, hanging down slightly.

Ji Fenghuan looked at him coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "Jiu, Chong, Ge."

The man called Bougainvillea raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, and said lazily, "Long time no see, why are you still alive?"

This way of greeting is too unique.

Ji Fenghuan sneered: "I sent so many scavengers to the border to look for you, and I didn't hesitate to smash Qinghe City without catching you. Why are you voluntarily throwing yourself into the trap now?"

Bougainvillea smiled slightly and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I don't show mercy to you like he does."

Rong Buyu raised his eyes and glanced at him, and found that he didn't seem to know this man, and the spiritual power that had stopped was forcibly activated by him again.

He directly urged a wave of spiritual power to drill straight into the sea of ​​consciousness, allowing it to rampage in the fragile sea of ​​consciousness. A pain in his mind that seemed to be chiseled by an awl made him wake up instantly.

It's just that his sanity has recovered, but his body, which has been ravaged by the sword intent, is still so weak that he won't be able to stand up for a while.

Ji Fenghuan had already put him aside, and the frost condensed into a transparent ice wall to trap him in it.

Bougainvillea raised her eyebrows: "Are you going to fight me?"

Ji Fenghuan looked back at Rong Buyu, took a deep breath and smiled slowly: "Come on."

Bougainvillea also took a look at Rong Buyu, and smiled a little happily: "Let's talk about it first, you were beaten and cried by me, so you can't complain to brother."

Ji Fenghuan seemed to hate this man very much, and almost exploded at one o'clock, and his mood broke down again, and he said angrily: "You are the one who will sue! You are a vixen who will suffer a thousand knives!"

Bougainvillea shook the hilt of the sword.

Ji Fenghuan took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, sneered again as if venting his anger, and said, "However, even if you are beaten and cry, it is useless to complain to your brother, because he..."

Bougainvillea didn't even say hello, just swung a sharp blade of wind from the long sword and roared away.

Ji Fenghuan's smile became more and more strange, and his voice was low: "...he doesn't remember who you are at all."

**

Rong Buyu tried to move his fingers, and after a long time, he moved slightly. He took a deep breath and struggled violently, and gradually gained strength.

There was a faint muffled sound of fighting outside the ice wall, it seemed that the two men were fighting fiercely.

Rong Buyu pressed his chest, mobilized his spiritual power to circulate through the meridians in his body a few times, managed to recover some spiritual power, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood up staggeringly, his palms pressed against the ice wall, and the flames rushed up, melting most of the ice wall in just a moment, and dripping water dripped all over the ground.

But when the ice wall dissipated, the collision of spiritual power between the two outside when they fought each other rushed towards Rong Buyu mercilessly.

Rong Buyu was still a little soft all over, he couldn't stand firmly, and was almost blown to the wall.

And the two who were fighting in full swing looked together, Bougainvillea waved the sword in his hand, and a spiritual force flicked over, the long sword actually condensed into a person exactly like him in place.

The man kept moving, and after Bougainvillea's movement just now, he rushed towards Ji Fenghuan again.

But Bougainvillea jumped up several times and quietly jumped in front of Rong Buyu, gently helped him up, and smiled obediently at Rong Buyu with his eyes bent: "Are you okay?"

Rong Buyu leaned on the wall to stand firm, exchanged a glance with him, and then said hesitantly, "You are..."

A trace of sadness flashed across Bougainvillea's eyes, but he quickly hid it. He took out a few things from his sleeve, and handed them to Rong Buyu somewhat flatteringly.

"My name is Chongge." Jiu Chongge said, "This is your thing."

Rong Buyu glanced at it, it was the soul-inducing bell and the Last Dream Orb he had lost, and Ji Fenghuan's childhood wooden sword and hairpin were among them.

Bougainvillea explained: "Someone should have snatched it from you in an attempt to sell it for a good price. I snatched it back for you."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Rong Buyu expectantly, as if asking for credit and praise.

Rong Buyu: "..."

Rong Buyu took the things hesitantly, put them back one by one, and then raised his head to look at Bougainvillea.

Bougainvillea blinked, still looking at him expectantly.

Rong Buyu choked for a moment, hesitantly said: "Thank you very much."

Bougainvillea's eyes lit up immediately, but there was not much complacency on his face.

He coughed dryly, with a very calm face, and said lightly: "It's nothing, it's just a little effort, not worthy of thanks."

At the same time, "Bougainvillea" who was fighting Ji Fenghuan suddenly stopped the offensive in his hands, waved his hands like waves, and was still bouncing on his toes, his face was smiling like a flower, and even his eyes seemed to be full. Seeing the starlight, it seems that he is about to cheer for joy.

Ji Fenghuan: "..."

Ji Fenghuan was blinded by the flash, cursed a curse word expressionlessly, kicked the dancing "Bougainvillea" directly, kicked him out, hit the wall straight, and knocked the wall out road crack.

With a bang, the body of "Bougainvillea" turned into a sword again, and it was pulled by Bougainvillea and flew towards him. As soon as he grasped it in his hand, he took back the distraction just now.

After being distracted, he followed his instincts and was completely out of his control. Bougainvillea felt ashamed when he recalled that "Bougainvillea" was jumping happily just now, and his ears turned red with his head down.

He lowered his head, and said a few words with complacency, "Hurry up and go."

The more Rong Buyu thought about it, the more he felt that the name was familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was anyway. Seeing that he seemed to want to hold Ji Fenghuan back for him, he frowned slightly.

"But……"

Bougainvillea said: "Don't worry about me."

Rong Buyu is not a procrastinator, seeing his determination, he didn't talk nonsense, nodded slightly: "Thank you."

After speaking, he turned around and left.

Seeing this, Ji Fenghuan immediately snapped, "Stop!"

He rushed over, but Bougainvillea stood in front of Rong Buyu and stopped Ji Fenghuan.

Ji Feng said angrily, "Go away!"

Bougainvillea blocked Ji Fenghuan's spiritual power with a smile, and said with a smile, "Don't be in such a hurry, we haven't seen each other for so long, don't you want to catch up with me?"

Rong Buyu had already flew out from the collapsed wall, and soon disappeared.

Ji Fenghuan looked away angrily, and said in a cold voice, "What are you talking about? What am I talking about with a dying person?"

Bougainvillea laughed: "Since my brother came out of Qinghe, then I won't die, and He Chen doesn't dare to kill me."

Ji Fenghuan said coldly: "But he doesn't remember you anymore, no matter how much you dance around in front of him, you are still just a stranger after all."

Bougainvillea slightly bent his eyes, and said firmly: "He will remember."

"As long as he is alive, he will definitely remember me."

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