230 One thought of persistence

"Okay..." Yao Ling picked up Fengchuan and was about to break out of the siege, but was stopped by Xia Gulin. Xia Gulin said, "No. Fengchuan can't leave the pen, ink, paper and inkstone array now. Yao Ling, you step back and take care of him. When we break the battle, let's rush out together.

Yao Ling didn't know why when she heard the words, but at present, she couldn't ask more questions. She had to take Fengchuan to rest under the paper city wall. Looking up and looking back, I found that Wu Lingchun and Xia Gulin were arguing about something unhappily...

Yao Ling was a little curious. She couldn't help but use another eavesdropping technique that had not been used for a long time, and heard the words of Wu Lingchun and Xia Gulin:

"Fengchuan can't leave this battle? What does that mean, big brother? What do you know?"

The paper-edged ink sword that wiped its face shattered on the true air cover floating all over Wulingchun. Xia Gulin said indifferently, "What do you know?"

"Sure enough, there is no reason for the eldest brother to know later than me. Fengchuan's appearance is that the spiritual nucleus of the moon in his body was hit, isn't it?

Hearing the word spiritual nucleus, Xia Gulin was finally relieved. Only the last step is left, and the truth can be revealed. Do you want to say it at this time?

"Yes."

"Yes? The demon master implanted the soul of stepping on the moon into Fengchuan's body earlier. It seems that he can't wait for Fengchuan to die of madness. Let's watch Fengchuan's spiritual body crack in advance! Are we going to watch all this happen and sit idly by?

"We can't do anything. If you can't pass this level, you can only look at Fengchuan's own.

"But big brother!"

"Enough is enough, Xiaochun. The devil saw that we had a chance to win, so he harmed Fengchuan and distracted us. The only thing we can do now is to concentrate on the battle.

"Big brother!"

Wu Lingchun clenched his fist, and his thumb nails were deeply embedded in the skin and flesh, and blood stains were pinched in an instant. Wu Lingchun took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "Brother... Then tell me if the second brother's spiritual nucleus will be broken? Fengchuan, will you die?"

"When did you learn to ask such things that damage your fighting spirit before the war?" Xia Gulin shook his cloak and broke the ink sword between the two. "Do you remember what I promised you in the battle in the demon world five years ago?"

You promised to come back safely with your second brother.

That's your promise as a big brother. What you said you promised, you must do it...

Wulingchun suddenly woke up. Did Xia Gulin fulfill his promise in this way? The implantation of the moon spiritual nucleus into Fengchuan's body was not only the work of the demon master... Even Xia Gulin himself participated in it?

How could this happen...

No, maybe that's the only way. When Wu Lingchun listened to Xiao Yangchun's story about the past, he had doubts in his heart. Xiao Yangchun was so shrewd that he couldn't even guard against the two followers of the Demon Lord. Unexpectedly, they got a gap between them and implanted the spiritual nucleus into Fengchuan's body. Now that I think about it, the people who attacked Fengchuan are not those two devils at all! It is Xia Gulin, who has the most reason and is the easiest to get close to Fengchuan, and will not be suspected by anyone!

And Xia Gulin's reaction in the past five years has also confirmed this. He claimed that he was completely wireless about the whereabouts of the moon, but asked Wu Lingchun to believe that he was still alive. Later, he didn't know why, the matter of the spirit of the moon in Fengchuan's body was known by the paper kite. The paper kite had to tell Wu Lingchun several times, but Xia Gulin stopped him in every way and did not hesitate to kill the paper kite to seal his mouth. He was just worried that Wu Lingchun would not be able to bear it when he knew the truth and did something irrational...

Paper feathers all over the sky are messy, falling like feathers, as weak as snow, and hit the heart of Wuling spring heavily. Things have come to this point. What can Wu Lingchun say? Do you say that Xia Gu is very scheming? Do you say that he lives up to his words? It seems that it's not appropriate to say anything...

What right does he have to thank or accuse the people who contributed to this? Because his Wulingchun is the culprit who caused today's evil fate. If it hadn't been for his persistence in the irreparable tragedy, stepping on the moon, Fengchuan, Xia Gulin and Xiao Yangchun, how could he get to where he is today?

It's his fault. One thought of persistence hurts everyone.

Wulingchun looked at the distant spirit crying with Fengchuan under the wall. Wu Lingchun, Wu Lingchun, have you forgotten who they are? You met them in the Yangchun Hall. The two of them met you, but they stood up to save your life. And today, you are going to destroy his soul and take away her love... Are you still one of the six sons? Are you worthy of justice and these comrades-in-arms who fight side by side?

Wulingchun, Wulingchun, if you can be cruel now, everything may not be enough!

Taking advantage of Xia Gu's unprepared enemy, Wu Lingchun jumped down and took Fengchuan and left. He threw several six dice in a row to block the way of the distant spirit. He and Fengchuan hid in the empty ink pool, folded the fan a few times, and built a purple thunder boundary in each gap. Even if the distant spirit came, he could not enter lightly.

The purple thunder boundary isolates the sound of war. In the empty ink pool, only purple electricity sometimes torrents, and ink beads drips from time to time. Wu Lingchun knelt down on one knee and quietly held Fengchuan in a coma in his arms. He only looked at him and burst into tears.

"Second brother... This is the last time I call you second brother."

Wu Lingchun has had to imagine more than once what it would be like if one day the second brother could return to himself and everyone. Just like today, when everyone stepped on the snow and went up the mountain together, he walked side by side with Fengchuan and looked at his side face. The eyes that looked at the sky and were not afraid of fierce battle, only felt that his heart was going to be drunk.

He really came back. This scene is like a dream. If this is a dream, never wake up...

Wu Lingchun may not live after this war, but there are still countless wishes in his heart that have not been realized. I hope that with my second brother, I will laugh and scold the world, whip the horse in the world, get drunk under the moon together, and fold the sword to hide in the mountains and forests. Are these wishes so heavy that even fate can't bear them? Only the most important person in his heart will leave him?

Anyway...

Wu Lingchun wiped away the tears on Fengchuan's face. Anyway, this time, he is really going to let go. The second brother has accompanied him through the most free and happy life. What else does he want? It is better to sacrifice love to make the world a complete love. Persistence, it's better to let go...

Wu Lingchun's hand touched the scorching light in Fengchuan's heart. There seems to be an arrogant and eager soul struggling inside. Wu Lingchun covered his painful and cracked heart, but he did not dare to touch the soul again.

In a trance, Wu Lingchun seemed to see the longing face again. This is a farewell, and where are we going to find a reunion? In addition to reincarnation, the remaining water from the mountains, the green sword, and the iron bone fan are rusted in the love of the next world. Maybe I'm the only one who dares to forget it. Until the years withered, the crystal soul and the white snow sprinkled on the earth, sleeping in the fragrance of plum blossoms, waiting to recognize you.

I'm sorry. Second brother.

Wuling closed his eyes in spring, and his fingers condensed into a bunch of gold electricity, and suddenly crossed into the heart of Fengchuan. The moment he was about to touch the spiritual nucleus, his whole body shook like an electric shock, and he could no longer move forward.

Second brother, is it like killing you with my own hands?

...It doesn't matter. If it were your second brother, you would not be able to stand living in someone else's body for a long time, right? Second brother, I'll give you freedom now. I'll be with you soon.

The golden bundle in Wu Lingchun's hand was sent forward fiercely.

- But it was held by someone's hand.

"Brother Chun... Stop it..."

Is it Fengchuan? Why did he wake up? Wu Lingchun didn't have time to wipe the tears on his face and opened his eyes. Fengchuan really frowned and looked at him, clenched his teeth, and didn't let himself moan. He said softly, "No, Brother Chun, it's... stepping on the moon... the prince... it's the second brother..."

"But I can't hurt you anymore!" Wu Lingchun didn't put away his finger on the golden bundle, and finally couldn't help shouting, "If the second brother continues to be in your body, you will die!" I can't--

"Stop talking about Brother Chun... I understand. I remember... Half a year ago, I didn't know who Mr. Yanghong was, but I accidentally learned the news that Mr. Feiyuan challenged Mr. Yanghong, and my heart was like a fire. I had to rush to the Yangchun Hall to save you... At that time, I didn't understand why. Now that I think about it, since then, the heart of stepping on the moon has been driving me to get close to you and accompany you, and I will never abandon you..."

"But Fengchuan, you are Xiao Fengchuan, not anyone else! You said this sentence. Did you forget it?"

"I didn't forget..."

"I also told you. I just hope you love what you want to love and do what you want. I have nothing else to ask for. Have you forgotten?"

"I... haven't forgotten..."

"Then listen to me and let go of the second brother! I can't let you spend your whole life for my obsession!"

Fengchuan suddenly pushed Wu Lingchun's hand away, got up and jumped aside, pulled out his sword to stop Wu Lingchun: "Don't come here..."

"Fengchuan, what are you going to do?" Wu Lingchun was shocked by Fengchuan's sudden behavior. The tip of the sword touched his throat, but he did not dare to seize the sword. Fengchuan smiled and raised his hand to wipe the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, but his blood-stained hands were close to his chest, carefully protecting the light of the soul:

"If you are born thirsty for wine, then who will make the sword? If martyrdom can solve everything, who will bring peace to the world! I, Xiao Fengchuan, am not a young man in the first place, but a villain who rises from the edge. I will cut off all evil fate from the sharpness in my hand. Fengchuan said, and the tip of the sword turned back to his chest, "Brother Chun, if you still think Xiao Fengchuan is your brother, I believe that the Brotherhood will give you a intact step on the moon!"

"Fengchuan doesn't want--!"

In addition to the dazzling soul light, there is naturally blood sprayed like a rainbow to welcome the sword. The light of soul and blood was ashamed all over the sky, and the three-foot sword fell quietly under the gaze of the gods. I don't know which hero will pick it up after ten thousand years.

Wu Lingchun looked at Xiao Fengchuan, smiled and fell down.

*******Complete the dividing line of this cycle******

My cervical spine, you have to hold on, you have to hold on~~~o(>_