In the forest, hundreds of Fenglang surrounded on both sides of the road fell to the ground, staring straight at Ling Jie. The wolf's eyes were originally the most terrifying in the world, but at this moment they were clearly out of focus and even more distracting.
It's not even half as ferocious as a wolf should be.
The sword swung by Ling Jie remained steady in the air. Even he was completely shocked. This was an unprecedented feeling. This dragon-slaying sword actually had some strange resonance with his heart.
Ling Jie has experienced all kinds of tragedy, loneliness, sadness, desolation...all the emotions are pulling together, or in other words, the Dragon-Zlaying Knife itself is a knife full of sadness. The sadness of the knife and the loneliness of human beings are two kinds of intensity.
The emotions collided together, as if meeting an old friend who had been away for many years, or a master found a close opponent in a lonely life, meeting each other so late, and loving each other!
Even the surrounding wind wolves were infected by this boundless desolation and tragic feeling, and lost their last fighting spirit and nature!
Ling Jie seemed to understand vaguely, and felt a thought that he had never thought of before. Ling Jie had always been confused and doubted what he had done and the path he had taken. He had always doubted himself. In his heart, he still had true love.
? What is love in this world?
In the past, Ling Jie had never been able to find the answer. Faced with Jiang Ruoli's departure, he did not go to the United States to look for her, but continued to stay in Huanan City. Why didn't he pursue her even though he loved her?
Xia Tongxin was already his own, so why did he still stay in Huanan City and fight with Lei Yonglin instead of comforting her?
When Dahuhe was being chased by Lei Yonglin, why did he desperately leave Bingtong with his life and death with himself?
Even when Wang Xiaoman was about to be shot by Chu Hai's sniper, why did he rush to block the bullet for her without risking his own life?
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Humans are really the most complex animals in the world. I remember a long time ago, a master who had studied Buddhism for hundreds of years said something: The most difficult thing for people to understand is actually themselves.
Ling Jie did many things without understanding why, or he thought so about some things at the time, but changed his mind after they passed. Which idea is true?
Ling Jie had never understood all of this before. When he taught Wang Xiaoman a lesson half a month ago at night, he even said: People must live with understanding. I would rather be a poor person for the rest of my life.
I am willing to be a businessman with unparalleled wealth.
When he said these words, Ling Jie actually didn't even understand what he said, but he just felt that they were right.
Until this moment, the moment Ling Jie held the dragon-slaying knife, it seemed that everything was understood, everything was figured out, and Ling Jie found the answer to everything!
There is a kind of love in this world called indifference, called unfeeling!
To love someone or like something, you don’t necessarily have to pay attention to them (it) every day, stay by their side every day, and tell them (it) ‘I love you’ every moment.
Hold the hand of the person you like and go shopping, eat, walk, sing, dance, watch the sunset...
Live with the one you love every day, feel each other's care and warmth, and feel each other's heartbeat...
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This kind of life may be very happy and real, this kind of love may be very true and pure, this kind of love may last long and become sweeter and sweeter...
But - not all love is like this. Ling Jie's mind was filled with emptiness and he smiled because he finally understood.
Not all love will bring happiness, not all love is sweet, there is a kind of love called - unfeeling, and there is a kind of love called - indifference.
Hide the people and things you like in your heart. If you get used to it, after a long time, you will feel a little sweetness in the bitterness. When necessary, a wave will appear on the calm lake.
Carrying everything on your own, no one is worth talking to. Even if you meet that person on the road, you just smile lightly and then go your own way...
It is precisely because this kind of love lasts for a long time that people become desolate, tragic, lonely, and sad...
Desolation, tragedy, loneliness, sadness...all these spirits burst out, forming a strong resonance with the Dragon-Slaying Sword. A powerful spirit infected others, and even the surrounding wolves were also affected by this endless energy.
Infected by the desolation and sorrow, he became distracted and lost his fighting spirit.
Holding the knife in his hand, Ling Jie deeply felt the trembling of the dragon-slaying knife, as if it had the same experience and pain as himself...
Ling Jie suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky, his eyes as deep as the deep pool, "Perhaps, this is the path that I, Ling Jie, will take. I am doomed to be lonely for a lifetime, doomed to be heartless for a lifetime..."
Ling Jie finally understood why the Dragon-Slaying Knife was so sharp. Perhaps it had something to do with the material of the sword, but Ling Jie felt even more the desolation in the Dragon-Slaying Knife. Just one strike had wiped out all the fighting spirit of the wind wolf.
Cut it off with one knife, chop it into pieces with one knife!
The real sharpness of the dragon-slaying knife does not lie in the blade itself. What it really cuts is not the appearance, not the object, but the spirit. It cuts everyone's spirit, everyone's fighting spirit, and breaks everyone's heart!
For the first time in his life, Ling Jie felt the power of the spirit and the power of the spirit! In the past, he didn't believe in the power of the spirit. Until this moment, he finally believed in the power of the human spirit. He seemed to vaguely feel Meng Yao's feeling.
Why are your eyes so powerful?
Ling Jie slowly came back to his senses and looked at the group of wind wolves lying on the ground. He smiled faintly. He slowly squatted down and stroked the long fire-colored hair of the Wind Wolf King. The wind wolf moved towards his body.
It twitched slightly and raised its head to look at Ling Jie. Unexpectedly, it shed tears. It seemed that Ling Jie's desolation reminded it of the sad past and the past that it could not bear to look back on.
Ling Jie patted his head and put his hand on the corner of its eyes. His tears were hot. Who said wolves are cold-blooded beasts without emotions? I don't think it's because wolves are heartless, but because people can't read wolves' hearts.
If Feng Lang wants to take the position of Wolf King, he must have his subordinates like Feng Lang listen to you. How can he become the Wolf King without too much frustration and pain?
Masters are all lonely, because their experiences are too painful, too sad, too different, too incomprehensible to ordinary people, so they can't find anyone to talk to, so they are lonely!
Ling Jie patted the Wind Wolf King on the head, "Thank you today for making me understand a lot. If we are destined to meet again, we will meet again. I hope that when we meet again, we will no longer be enemies."
Ling Jie didn't know if it could understand this sentence. After he finished speaking, he stood up and left. All the wind wolves were still lying on the ground, neither moving nor raising their heads until Ling Jie walked through them and kept walking.
After walking into the distance and disappearing at the end of the mountain, these wolves stood up one after another. They were not as ferocious as before. Each wind wolf was in a very low mood and entered the forest in different directions.
The same is true for wolves, let alone humans? Who doesn’t have a sad past, who doesn’t have a past that is unbearable to look back on. This cut with the dragon-slaying knife infected this group of people with a desolate and tragic spirit.
Moved by Jie's desolation, he clearly remembered the unbearable things he had done one after another. After a long time, his fighting spirit was gone...
The handle of the dragon-slaying knife was about an inch wide, almost the same size as the blade, so it was very comfortable to hold in the hand. Ling Jie held it and walked very far, and no wild beasts came forward to attack after that. Even Ling Jie was on the way.
Jay encountered several ferocious tigers, as well as terrifying wild dogs and cheetahs...
After seeing Ling Jie, all the beasts stood there in a daze, motionless, until Ling Jie walked far away and recovered...
After walking out of Nanshan Pass, Ling Jie finally came to the main road. It seemed that this was a highway. From the iron bars on both sides, it could be seen that according to national regulations, no one was allowed to stand on the highway, and no two people were allowed to stand on it.
Wheels and tricycles appear, otherwise, you will bear all the consequences alone.
Ling Jie naturally knew this, but looking around, Ling Jie's heart became cold, "I don't know if this barren mountain is still within the scope of South China City. If I walk on these two legs, I guess it will be a long walk back."
It will be a few years later..."
Thinking about it, Ling Jie sat down on the iron railing to wait for the bus. It would be better if he sat on the side so that he wouldn't be crushed to death by the car...
After waiting for more than half an hour, there were not necessarily two cars passing here. Ling Jie became depressed, "Isn't the expressway very popular now? There should be a lot of cars taking the expressway. Why..."
Before Ling Jie could say anything, he suddenly saw a sign erected twenty meters ahead with several large characters written on it: This road has been rerouted three thousand meters ahead...
There is also a turning arrow behind the word, indicating that the road has changed ahead. Boy Lingjie, you will not be able to wait for the car until you die...
"###..." Ling Jie jumped up immediately, "Damn, I've been waiting for such a sentence for most of the day..."
Ling Jie walked over angrily and struck the sign with his knife. He heard a crash and the sign collapsed. Ling Jie stepped forward and kicked the sign hard, and finally threw the guy away with his hands raised.
, then he felt a little relieved, glanced provocatively in the direction where the iron plate flew out, clapped his hands, looking quite happy.
Just when Ling Jie was about to go to the next stop to find a car, he turned around and saw that there were forks in the road everywhere. They were so divided that it made Ling Jie's head spin. Ling Jie's eyes widened: "How dare you?"
This abandoned road is not a section of road, but a fork in the road. Where should I go to get on the highway..."
After thinking about it for a long time, Ling Jie suddenly remembered that there was an arrow on the sign he had just thrown away, and that the arrow pointed in the direction of the highway...
"###..." Ling Jie turned around and ran in the direction of the discarded iron plate, "I didn't remember where the arrow above was pointing..."