Above the long-lasting dark clouds, a thunder finally exploded.
Immediately afterwards, the billowing black clouds swept across the entire city like a tide. At three o'clock in the afternoon, they were like the last darkness before dawn, oppressive and suffocating.
Forest.
A dark figure walked slowly holding a spear.
Every step he took seemed to have exhausted his last bit of strength, but every time he took a new step, it seemed as if God was helping him.
He kept moving forward and never fell.
It wasn't until the heavy rain poured down that Qiu Fei stopped to take a few breaths.
He is too tired.
The injury on the chest was so painful that it was numb.
But he promised Chen Yifei that he would go back and see him again.
Say it, and do it.
After a pause, Qiu Fei set out again.
"call,."
When he came to the tombstone, he really exhausted the last bit of strength and knelt in front of the tombstone with weak legs.
His black hair was wet by the rain, and the blood stains on his body were washed away, as clean and simple as a newborn baby.
Qiu Fei pierced the spear into the soil, stared at the tombstone with distracted eyes, and said angrily: "I'm here."
After saying that, he grinned, looking very silly and innocent, no longer dull or stiff.
He smiled innocently and beautifully: "Are you lonely?"
Are you lonely?
Qiu Fei was very lonely when he was alive.
He has no relatives, no friends, no one to listen to, and no one to listen to him.
Such a lonely world can no longer tolerate Qiu Fei.
He uttered those words and his heavy eyelids drooped quietly.
Then, his head hung down feebly and he slept quietly next to the tombstone.
He is dead.
When he reached the limit of his potential, he followed Chen Yifei.
Maybe Chen Yifei would wave to him not far away and smile gently: "You're here."
Or maybe Chen Yifei would give him a warm hug and smile implicitly: "Someone is listening to my chatter again."
Qiu Fei is dead.
There is a smile on the corner of the mouth.
…
Boom.
A thunderbolt woke up Lin Ze from his nap.
He raised his head suddenly, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead in a slight panic, and muttered: "Damn, it was sunny and sunny just now, but in the blink of an eye there is a dark wind. Could it be that a great god has fallen?"
After lighting a cigarette, Lin Ze scratched his messy hair and went downstairs to look for food.
As soon as I came downstairs, I found Lin Tianwang sitting quietly on the sofa in the living room, drinking beer and smoking. He couldn't help walking over and jokingly said: "Ning Gu, my second mother doesn't allow you to drink."
"This counts as alcohol." Lin Tianwang twitched his lips, "If she dares to ban this, I will run away from home."
Lin Ze smiled and handed him a cigarette.
"Let me tell you something." Lin Tianwang lit his cigarette and said casually.
"What's the matter?" Lin Ze asked.
"Qiu Fei is dead." King Lin Tian said.
"Qiu Fei." Lin Ze suddenly raised his eyebrows and said with a frown, "He is dead, how did he die?"
Qiu Fei.
In China, there are a few people who can kill him.
Very few.
"He went to challenge Bai Twelve." Lin Tianwang understood Lin Ze's confusion and explained, "In the end, he was killed by Bai Twelve."
",." Lin Ze has never been hostile to Qiu Fei, and he admires this man's pursuit of martial arts.
But why did he challenge Bai Twelve?
Suddenly, Lin Ze turned a corner.
Fang Susu told herself about the Bai family. Could it be that the Chen family was the first to undergo surgery in the Bai family.
If this is the case, Qiu Fei has a reason to take action.
However, with his strength, how could he challenge Qiu Fei?
In Lin Ze's impression, Qiu Fei was just as good as he was before he broke the mirror. If he challenged Bai Twelve, there would only be one end.
"Why, you are looking down on others." Lin Tianwang narrowed his eyes slightly, "Don't think that you are the only one who can make progress. This Qiu Fei's strength is far more terrifying than you think."
Lin Ze was stunned and did not express any opinion.
"If he had challenged you instead of Bai Twelve, you might have been lying down by now." Lin Tianwang said word by word.
",." Lin Ze was even more puzzled as to why this old man always belittled himself and promoted others.
"Bai Twelve stabbed him completely." Lin Tianwang changed his tone, "He almost beat Bai Twelve to his knees."
",."
Lin Ze was discouraged.
"This kid is really a talented person." Lin Tianwang sighed.
"I have always admired him." Lin Ze smiled bitterly and said, "It's not just that I admire his strength, but his personality."
"Wan Hai is dead. He has no worries in this world, and there is no one to collect his body." Lin Tianwang stood up slowly and said calmly, "Let's go take care of it. We won't be those people who refuse to collect the corpse. "
Lin Ze nodded and went out.
Arriving at the location instructed by Lin Tianwang, Lin Ze immediately saw Qiu Fei lying in the puddle.
He lay quietly in front of a tombstone.
No need to think about it, Chen Yifei is buried under that tombstone.
Even after his death, he returned here. You can imagine how deep his friendship with Chen Yifei was. Furthermore, Lin Ze also gained a deeper understanding of Chen Yifei's personality.
To be able to remember someone like Qiu Fei so much, what a contrast there must be between Chen Yifei's predecessors and those behind him.
Lin Ze dug a hole on the spot, squatted next to Qiu Fei's body, and asked bitterly: "I don't know if you are afraid of fire, but I can't let you rot or burn."
After cutting down some relatively dry branches, they came back, burned Qiu Fei's body with a big fire, and then piled it into the pit without even falling to the ground.
After whittling a wooden sign, holding the saber, Lin Ze thought for a long time, with a free and easy but heavy brilliance in his eyes, and carved six big characters.
"Chen Yifei is a good gay friend."
The six words have a strong sense of joking, but they express the deep friendship between the two.
In Lin Ze's eyes, Qiu Fei had always been a man of few words but decisive in killing, but for the sake of his friendship with Chen Yifei, he actually helped Chen Yifei and protected the Chen family.
This made Lin Ze have a great change in his view of Qiu Fei.
Lin Ze squatted in front of two adjacent tombstones and lit a cigarette. He glanced at the two tombstones with squinted eyes and sighed softly: "Chen Yifei, Chen Yifei, you have such a good friend in your life, you have no regrets."
Glancing at the countless wine bottles under an old tree, Lin Ze looked moved.
That was left by Qiu Fei.
Could it be that he often comes here to visit Chen Yifei, drink and chat with him.
My heart palpitated slightly.
Lin Ze stood up and looked around.
By accident, he discovered a wooden house not far away.
I walked over quickly and saw that the small wooden house was extremely fragile in the wind and rain.
Pushing open the wooden door, Lin Ze's eyes scanned the layout of the cabin subtly. There was a simple single bed, a small wooden table, and a chair. Other than that, there was nothing extra.
Is this the place where Qiu Fei lived since Chen Yifei's death?
Is this the place where Qiu Fei broke through the broken mirror and became one of the most powerful people?
For some reason, the corners of Lin Ze's eyes felt a little sour, and he sighed softly: "What a pitiful person."
