The Two Proud Sky Dragons’ Shura Fields

Pei Ming laughed softly.

He looked at Yue Xiuzhi who was unaware beside him, looked at his handsome and flawless profile, as if he wanted to see his real appearance through this Rong Jin face.

He suddenly stopped without warning, no longer following the pace of Yue Xiuzhi's attack, and allowed Yue Xiuzhi to get farther and farther away from him.

Just quietly watching that figure getting smaller and smaller until it disappeared from sight.

The more you fix it.

What am I to you?

A plaything in the palm of your hand?

An idiot whose life you completely dominated?

You look at me in despair, in joy, in madness, in mourning... Are you secretly laughing at me, an idiot?

Pei Ming in soul body stood there quietly, but his eyes were full of madness that made people palpitate.

In the main body world, the door of a stone room in the God Realm burst open, and a gloomy-looking **** in a black robe stepped out of the stone door.

This time, he didn't call any envoys, but went to Yuan Yinzong by himself.

He also had no intention of alarming others, instead of entering through the sect, he went directly to the forbidden area of ​​Yuan Yinzong—that is, the tomb of Yue Xiuzhi.

He looked at the tombstone, walked in slowly, and finally walked in front of it, stretching out his hand to stroke the words engraved on it.

The more friends cultivate it.

The mausoleum is simple, but the words are carved with care.

Every stroke is mourning.

He touched these words, as if he could see what kind of mood Lu Fanyi had when he carved them.

He didn't have a normal hippie smiling face on weekdays, and he might have cried so much that his nose and tears couldn't be distinguished at that time.

You are his best friend, if you are tortured to death, he will naturally cry heartbreakingly.

what about me?

What should I do?

Should I regard you as a close friend, and mourn and despair because of your tragic death, or should I regard you as an enemy, clapping my hands and laughing happily for your retribution?

...how can I laugh.

As long as I think about your appearance at that time, my heart hurts as if I have been mutilated.

You are so ruthless, you are ruthless to me, and even more ruthless to yourself.

Pei Ming put his hand on the word "Xiu" and stopped moving.

You play with my life like this, but I can't believe that you have no feelings for me.

When you first took me in as your apprentice, you wanted to make it up to me, right, that's why you treated me so well during those few months.

It's a pity that you are a fool, you might as well ignore me from the beginning, then when you torture me again, I will grit my teeth and bear it even if I am riddled with holes, at least I have never dreamed about it, and I have not had the few hopes that have been shattered to despair.

But you don't.

In fact, I shouldn't hate you so much, who made you so stupid, put my heart together and then crushed it to a **** mess.

After you became Rong Jin, I couldn't believe that you played me ruthlessly.

You know, when I did anything risky and desperate, you always had confidence in me, but you were so anxious after I got hurt.

In the past, I always ignored this point. Now that I think about it, you know that I am the so-called "protagonist", and I will not be in danger of my life, but you feel sorry for my injuries.

The **** in Xuanyi stood quietly beside the tombstone until the sunset glow appeared in the sky, smudged in layers from gold to red, pulling out different shades of tones, and projecting them warmly onto the earth.

An old figure gradually approached here.

It was an old man in sackcloth.

The old man leaned on a cane and walked over tremblingly. He obviously didn't expect to meet the Venerable God here, and quickly knelt down to salute.

God's thoughts were interrupted, but when he looked back, he found that the old man seemed familiar.

Although the appearances of the young man and the old man were very different, Pei Ming could vaguely see some familiarity from this person's eyebrows.

He started uncertainly: "...Liufeng?"

The old man saluted again: "Your Honor still remembers me, it's really my good fortune."

In fact, Pei Ming was not familiar with Liu Feng at all. During his ten years in Liuya Peak, he only engraved Yue Xiuzhi's appearance into his bone marrow. Other than that, he only vaguely remembered the two miscellaneous people who bullied him. look like a servant.

Liu Feng, he was only familiar with that little kid in that world.

I heard that before Liufeng Liuye was assigned to that brat, he had been serving Yue Xiuzhi personally, equivalent to Liuya Peak's chief steward. Then in this world, Liufeng Liuye was not assigned to him, so naturally he was always by Yue Xiuzhi's side.

"Where's Liuye?"

The old man was stunned when he heard the words, and then replied: "Since the death of the peak lord, Liu Ye has suffered a serious illness, so he left with him."

"...Condolences." Pei Ming said.

He has always looked down on birth, aging, sickness and death in the world, because he stands too high, and the so-called birth, aging, sickness and death are too far away from him. And even when he was on the verge of life and death, he never took "death" seriously.

But for some reason, he actually felt a little uncomfortable this time. It's not sad, just a little dull.

The old man smiled indifferently: "There is nothing to be sad about. The peak lord treated Liu Ye very well during his lifetime, and Liu Ye must have no regrets to be able to walk with the peak lord. It's a bitter old man, and he has only suffered in this world for hundreds of years."

Hearing the old man's words, Pei Ming also seemed to resonate. He turned around to look at the tombstone, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

That's right, it's all over when you die, thinking that you can bury the truth of those things underground forever. But now they have been dug out, leaving me so uncomfortable.

After being silent for a few seconds, Pei Ming suddenly thought of something, and asked again: "Liufeng, do you still remember a handyman named Shize in Liuya Peak?"

When he was found unable to cultivate and was ostracized, a handyman named Shize often helped him, helped him drive away those who bullied him, secretly brought him food, and secretly stuffed some in his clothes. Cotton wool... that's why he survived.

But after he was imprisoned by Yue Xiuzhi to take blood, he never saw Shi Ze again. Later, when he attacked Jiuhuaxiao for revenge, he also tried to find Shize, but there was no news at all.

He thought it was strange before, but now that he thinks about it, there is another possibility...

The old man was silent for a while, as if he was seriously remembering, and finally replied affirmatively: "My lord, you must have misremembered. Liuya Peak never accepted a handyman named Shi Ze back then. This old man used to be Liuya Peak The management, the personnel flow of these miscellaneous servants are all handled by the old man himself. Although the old man is half buried in the ground now, he has never forgotten a single thing about what happened in Liuya Peak back then."

"Unless Shi Ze is a pseudonym, there has never been such a person in Liuya Peak."

Hearing this, Pei Ming closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He waved his hand again, signaling Liu Feng to leave first.

After Liu Feng left, Pei Ming covered his eyes with one hand, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

He said, no matter how much he turned Jiuhua Xiao upside down, Shi Ze couldn't be found.

"You..."

It was stupid as hell.

While ignoring me because of the coercion of that thing called the system, for the sake of the stability of the **** world, and allowing other people to squeeze me out, at the same time, my conscience was disturbed, and I couldn't help but change my identity to help me...

The more you cultivate, you are really an extremely selfish person.

Your conscience is at ease, but what about me?

The **** brushed the tombstone lightly with both hands, and saw that the inscription on the tombstone gradually changed from "Friends cultivate more" to "Mentors cultivate more".

The **** stared at these five words, with a strong obsession in his eyes.

Yue Xiuzhi, you are stupid, you are selfish, you have played my life around, but up to now, it is still me who is heartbroken.

Because I know that your kindness to me is true, and when you hurt me, you feel like a knife hurts, right?

It's so useless, a system that doesn't know what it is, makes you force yourself into this inhuman appearance.

The more you cultivate, although it is said that resurrection from the dead is something that the gods cannot do, but I have summoned your soul thousands of times in the stone room these days, but I have not found any of your soul, let alone your reincarnation.

In addition, you in another world are so abnormal, do I have reason to doubt...

You are not dead.

Just like when Rong Jin died, Yue Xiuzhi was still alive, the Yue Xiuzhi of this world died, and the Yue Xiuzhi of that world appeared.

You took the memory and turned around to that world, right?

Pei Ming didn't turn around until it was dark and the last ray of light was taken away by the setting sun, and the surroundings were pitch black.

— If you don’t speak, I’ll take it as your confession.

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