An unexpected person whispers unexpected words, bringing about unexpected developments - two identical faces, two different hearts, an unexpected intersection, an unexpected separation, creating two completely different lives.
Dongfang Fan's appearance stopped Feng Qingqing from committing suicide in time. In fact, he had been watching everything in Beixi City half an hour ago: he placed the awakened Zhu Tian in Yinyue Village, and then wanted to observe in secret
There was movement in the Blood Sea Pagoda, but in the presence of the five major alliances, he didn't want to attract attention, so he kept hiding in the dark.
Feng Wuqing cleared Dongfang Fan's charges, and was willing to pay the price of his life for Wuhen's crime to atone for his sins. Such a move made Dongfang Fan unable to stay out of the matter - Wuhen's murderous thoughts were most likely due to the Demonic Heart Sword.
It was caused by the devil's mark in the sky, so Dongfang Fan believed that he could not be separated from the massacre caused by Wuhen.
The appearance of Dongfang Fan shocked all the players present. This completely proved the fact that Dongfang Fan and Wuhen were not the same person!
"Dongfang Fan...you...how could such a thing happen..." Murong Tian pointed at Dongfang Fan and then at Wuhen, so surprised that his jaw almost dropped.
"The fact is that there is such a thing, but this is not a coincidence, but: I created Wuhen." Dongfang Fan said something astonishing, Feng Wuqing looked at Dongfang Fan blankly, the feeling of coming back from the edge of death was not the same.
She didn't feel lucky, but she didn't understand the meaning of Dongfang Fan's appearance.
When Wuhen heard Dongfang Fan's voice, he wanted to open his eyes. However, when he thought of the agreement between Feng Wuqing and Feng Wuhen, he held back and said, "It's you again, Dongfang Fan, you want to do it again this time."
What to do? Wuhen will not let you hurt Qing Wu!"
Wuhen closed his eyes and pulled Feng Qingqing behind him. He looked for the voice and faced Dongfang Fan with a vigilant look on his face - even though he was in the boundless darkness, he would not let go of the person in his hands, let alone
Will give up protecting the people behind him!
"The essence of Wuhen is the 'divine body' that I separated with my skills. The essence of its existence can be defined by the clone technique... However, that is only the beginning..." Dongfang Fan ignored Wuhen's hostility and took care of himself.
Telling what you want to say.
"After this divine body of mine was separated from me, it never returned to its original body. Coupled with the special characteristics of the divine body, it can bear the burden of the sword moves of the Sword Demon lineage. The sword moves of the Sword Demon lineage need to guide the demonic nature in the heart, and
To be above the inner demons... And the result of this is: every time I use a sword move, a 'mark of the devil' will be left behind that affects my mind. The more the marks of the devil are accumulated, the greater the impact will be... And from then on
The divine body separated from my body can just bear the influence of the demon mark for me...allowing me to perform the sword demon sword moves without any restrictions, and at the same time, I will not be affected by the demon mark."
"However, the result of this is that...the divine body has accumulated too many demonic thoughts, so the demonic thoughts on the divine body continue to multiply and grow, and finally gave birth to a new body of the 'divine body with demonic thoughts', which is now Wuhen."
"When Wuhen's consciousness was first born, he only had thoughts of killing and evil in his mind. Killing was his only choice... It can be said that the death of the residents of Beixi really awakened Wuhen's brain and made his shallow consciousness truly understand.
Endowed with vitality... You can understand it this way: before the massacre of the city, the divine body and demonic thoughts were just my killing thoughts. After the massacre, the traceless life was born, and the divine body and demonic thoughts were no longer the divine body and demonic thoughts, but another completely different life.
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"In other words, the person who massacred the city was not Wuhen, but me... It was my demonic thoughts that carried out this massacre with the help of Wuhen's body... Without my demonic thoughts, he would have been killed as an idiot.
He doesn’t even know how to kill people with a knife... and he even talks about massacring a city."
Dongfang Fan took all the responsibilities indifferently, his eyes always staring at Zhang San, mocking, scornful, provocative, almost all the thoughts that could attract hatred were gathered in his eyes.
"It turns out it's you...it's you who killed my wife and children!! I'm going to kill you!!" Zhang San's hatred was transferred. He looked back at Dongfang Fan, and his more violent anger turned into strength, allowing him to break free.
He broke away from Murong Tian's restraint and struck Dongfang Fan with all his strength——
"Boom!"
Zhang San punched out, but stopped completely one meter away from Dongfang Fan. The sword force from Dongfang Fan turned into an invisible protection, making Zhang San's fist feel like it hit an iron plate.
Blood dripped from the injured fist. The pain did not make Zhang San give up the attack. He attacked repeatedly with both hands and fists, causing blood to spread on the once bloody ground. A pair of killing and vengeful eyes transformed the appearance and eyes of the enemy in front of him.
Deeply imprinted in my mind...
"It seems that you understand what I said... Then it will be easy to handle... My statement is very clear: I admit my sins and accept the abuse of humanity, but I will not be punished for my sins, let alone for them.
If you want to kill me, you can kill me - just rely on your strength."
"Everyone in the world can attack me, and I won't object to anything. However, if you attack innocent people... I, Dongfang Fan, promise: This soulless sword will be waiting for you at the end of the underworld!" Dongfang Fan finished.
After that, the Sword Transformation Art dispersed, stirring up Feng Wuqing, and Wuhen and the two left Beixi City...
"Dongfang Fan!! I will kill you!! I must kill you!!!"
Zhang San's roar, anger, and resentment are simply insignificant to this vast universe. Even the people present only looked at him with sympathy and pity. Apart from this, no one was willing to offend a possessor for his sake.
Dongfang Fan, who has nearly invincible combat power - is he ruthless?
Or maybe, this is just a joke played by the ruthless heaven...
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In the orc forest, Dongfang Fan put Feng Qingwu and Wuhen down.
"Qing Wuhen, can you open your eyes?" Wuhen finally couldn't help it anymore.
"Well... open it, it's okay." Feng Wuqing smiled softly, and their hands never separated.
Unfamiliar scene, familiar back - looking at the back in front of him, Wuhen was thinking about what he just said.
"Who...are you?"
"I am Dongfang Fan, and you... are Feng Wuhen... We were once the same person, but from now on, you are you and I am me."
"Feng Wuhen? Why is there an extra word?"
"With a complete name, you are a person who truly belongs to you. Don't you like that you have the same last name as the person you love most?"
"Favorite? Do you like it? Wuhen likes Wuhen, Wuhen is called Feng Wuhen, so Wuhen is called Feng Wuhen... OK! Wuhen accepts!"
Dongfang Fan smiled, he believed that such Feng Wuhen, with Feng Wuqing's company, would never cause any harm again.
"Why should one person take on these things? The mistakes Wuhen made... should obviously be made by me..." Feng Wuqing asked in confusion.
"Because to me, there is not much difference whether there is such hatred or not... and you need a clean future... You promised me that no matter what Wuhen has done, never give up on him...
If you do it, then what I have done will seem insignificant..."
"Don't ask any more questions, and don't feel guilty. What I just said is not completely fabricated... Furthermore, without you, there is no guarantee that someone will take advantage of Wuhen. Although I have confessed my crime,
But whether someone will target you is not something that can be predicted. Therefore, I want you to leave the realm of the human race. From here on, it will be the realm of the orc tribe. I also have some friendship with the people of the orc tribe. I can guarantee that you will be in the realm of the orc tribe.
The Orcs will never be chased and killed, and I also hope that you can retire from the world and no longer be stained by the dust of the world." Dongfang Fan had already made all the follow-up arrangements when he came forward.
"Dongfang Fan... thank you, I really appreciate you... At that last moment, I thought I would never see Wuhen again... I didn't expect that I would survive, but now that I have survived, I have no regrets about Jiang Hu.
I no longer have too much nostalgia for the things above... I will live a good life in the orcs with Wuhen, travel everywhere, and wander around the world, but I will never step into the realm of the human race again. However, I have one thing to ask of you.
You, regarding Duan Fengpa..."
"Duan Fengbo is fine. The Demon Lord of Heaven has found another body. Although Duan Fengbo's divine body cannot be restored to its original appearance, his life has been preserved. You can rest assured." Dongfang Fan's response made Feng Qingwu relax heavily.
One breath.
"In this way, I have let go of my last worry about this world. No amount of gratitude can express the gratitude in Feng Qingqing's heart. After this separation, I don't know if there is still a chance to meet... This time
Kneel down, I hope you accept it!" Feng Wuqing knelt down on his knees, and at the same time, he tugged on Feng Wuhen's sleeves, gesturing for him to do the same.
"Feng Wuwu, Feng Wuhen, thank you benefactor!"
I kowtowed three times, but the silhouette in front of me never stopped me, never looked back, I just endured it silently...
"Okay, let's go..."
"Well, Wuhen, let's go." Feng Wuhen stood up, smiled and took Feng Wuhen's hand. The stone bracelets on their wrists looked so eye-catching.
When the wind passes by without leaving a trace, it is not because it is heartless; when the wind calls for ruthlessness, it is not because it is unintentional.
The two people walked away hand in hand, taking away their happiness and future, leaving behind baggage and memories...
"They have a destination...where is my destination..."
Dongfang Fan's heart is complicated. Why doesn't he want to jump out of this complicated world?
However, he cannot: the opening of the door to the two worlds is his promise; the real chaos is a responsibility that he cannot ignore; the people in the other world are the stone that he has not far away from.
Perhaps, one day, he has fulfilled his promise, fulfilled his responsibilities, let go of his heartache, and can retire in peace...
But, definitely not now!
"The gate to the two realms is about to open... In order to avoid accidents... it is necessary to meet the Beast King..." Condensing his expectations, Dongfang Fan refocused his mind on the plan of the gate to the two realms, shouldering all the burdens on his shoulders.
