Chapter seven hundred and eighty fifth thousand cups
That kind of refusal to be too close at this moment undoubtedly made Xu Wenfeng realize that she didn't want to do anything that would betray her feelings for Heng Yi and the relationship between her husband and wife.
Xu Wenfeng stopped planning to take advantage of the situation and get closer.
Bing Liyue's refusal to retreat made him shake his head secretly!
He seemed to have lost his cool too...
Clearly, too impulsive.
You shouldn't have acted like this at this time.
Heng Yi is here.
Hengyi is still here!
The Ares Clan's election is coming soon, and regardless of concerns about reputation or anything else, he shouldn't do this.
Hengyi is still here!
Did he have any contact with Hengyi's woman that exceeded the limit?
It doesn't matter other people's women, but the woman in front of me is Hengyi's woman.
His only brother...
No……
'I have no younger brother! Heng Yi is the thief who stole part of my soul! He is a thief - he stole my soul and soul, and therefore took possession of many women and achievements that originally belonged to me, Xu Wenfeng!' I think so
At that time, Xu Wenfeng was secretly angry...
However, the scene when we met in the Peak Water Refining Hell...
After that, they talked openly many times...
Heng Yi's eyes, those eyes full of trust and sincerity towards him, flashed through Xu Wenfeng's mind involuntarily...
Bing Liyue saw that Xu Wenfeng was still hesitant and undecided, so she pretended to be flustered and said, "If there is nothing else, Liyue will leave first."
After saying that, he activated the gate of time and space and disappeared before Xu Wenfeng's eyes without looking back.
Xu Wenfeng, who watched Bing Liyue leave, punched himself hard in the face!
Scatter all the memories of Heng Yi that flashed through my mind!
However, Hengyi's eyes still remain in my mind every time I face him, and they are still so clear...
'Hengyi, Hengyi... I, Xu Wenfeng, shouldn't have hesitated because of you! You are not my brother, you are just a thief who stole part of my soul and now owns everything! Everything about you should belong to me, and you are just me.
Part of me! All the courtesy you gave me in the past was taken for granted! Without me, there would be no you at all - the life I have given you so far is already a great blessing for you! I, Xu Wenfeng, will take it back at any time.
It's a matter of course!'
Xu Wenfeng once again fell into this kind of struggle...
Throughout his life, there was no other person who could make him conflicted and struggling.
There is no second one.
He really should have made up his mind long ago to make Heng Yi disappear from the universe, strengthen his soul power, and take everything Heng Yi has as his own!
However, when faced with opportunities again and again, he did not make up his mind to do it. This kind of hesitation has always been what he hates!
'How can anyone who wants to reach the pinnacle of martial arts not be determined to kill all the heroes in the world!' This is Xu Wenfeng's life creed. From ancient times to the present, in the face of achievements, his father can be killed, so what are his brothers and sisters? What's more?
Heng Yi is not his brother, he is just the small part of his soul that should be complete!
Xu Wenfeng took a deep breath...
However, Hengyi's gaze still lingered in his mind...
Why does Heng Yi's gaze always make him so hesitant and unable to make up his mind?
What kind of magic power was there in those eyes that made Xu Wenfeng so involuntarily indecisive and so hesitant?
In the dark void of the universe, of course no one can give Xu Wenfeng the answer...
…
The Soul Tribe Galaxy.
Heng Yi and Tian Lai sat cross-legged in the void. When they smelled the peculiar fragrance of Tian Lai at close range, listened to her moving and melodious voice, and felt the sincere memories and descriptions of past events in her voice, Heng Yi felt...
Yi felt particularly peaceful.
It was hard to describe that strange feeling. He felt like it was the same feeling he had when his junior sister Wang Feizi listened to him teach him the magic book skills in Ice Valley many years ago.
Kind as a family member.
One night passed by so unconsciously.
They didn't realize it when it got light.
It wasn't until they heard a familiar laughter that the two of them raised their heads in shock and came to their senses together.
Prince Ping and Ling Luo were already standing in the void in front of them without realizing it.
"When did Lord Xin come?" Tianlai felt quite guilty. She knew that if it hadn't been too long since she hadn't noticed, Prince Ping wouldn't have reminded her with a laugh.
"One third and a quarter of an hour, I see how invested you are in chatting. I can't bear to interrupt." Ling Luo's smile was the same as before, but in Tian Lai's eyes, she felt particularly touched.
There are very few people with such a broad mind as Ling Luo. There are even fewer people who understand her nature as well as he does and believe in her.
That's not ordinary trust, it's not ordinary understanding.
Nor is it a mask of hypocrisy to suppress oneself or pretend to be knowledgeable.
He truly and sincerely cares about her mood and feelings. Therefore, he can treat her with understanding and without any concern.
Because of this, Tianlai did not hide her concern for Bu Jingxian, nor did she hide her emotions.
She was so excited about Bu Jingxian's resurrection and she didn't hide it.
Because she knew that Ling Luo also knew that her feelings for him had never changed, and no one could replace him, Ling Luo.
If Bu Jingxian is unique, then so is Ling Luo.
Prince Ping smiled and said, "Marquis Xin can't bear to interrupt, I can't wait. Instead of watching the two of you talk about the past, it's a rare reunion, why don't the four of you reminisce about the past together?"
Cilan couldn't help but clapped her hands and said, "What a great idea. One person will never know more than three people."
Heng Yi understood that King Ping also knew the situation. Although he didn't know how to face it yet, he felt that since the three of them were in sincerity and treated each other sincerely, he didn't need to express anything in particular. He only needed to express his true thoughts and emotions.
.
Even if that might not be the performance of Bu Jingxian they longed to see, it didn't matter.
Because originally, there is a special kind of sincerity between true close friends. There is no need to hide one's true nature. They can show each other both good and bad.
Four people, sitting cross-legged in the void.
King Ping has already brought wine.
One cup per person, and at King Ping’s suggestion, drink a thousand cups first!
"A thousand cups of wine is too little to meet a close friend, and even less a thousand cups of wine after a thousand years of separation! Come, let's drink a thousand cups of wine in one go for the reunion after a thousand years -"
Drinking a thousand cups in a row is definitely time-consuming.
But at this time, the four of them didn't care how long it would take to drink a thousand cups.
Downed the first cup.
King Ping said in a long voice, "In the first year of the Two Hundred Years War, I - I was not strong and brave enough! Because of your departure, I was often depressed, and I always asked in my heart - why did people like Beijun Zuoan not die well! I look forward to it every day.
May July be able to bring your soul back!"
As soon as Prince Ping finished speaking, Ling Luo, who was holding an empty cup, laughed and said, "That year, I tried to help Qiu recover your soul several times. However, no matter whether you blame me or not, senior brother, I can't abandon everyone right away."
Countless tribesmen who are fighting against the Sinde civilization every day have left just to save you! At that time
The battle situation is very difficult. We don’t understand the technological warfare weapons of the Sinde civilization or the combat effectiveness of the strong ones. My combat effectiveness is of great value. So after all, I did not help Qiyue pursue the Sinde civilization. If I have to bear the responsibility for the survival of the Soul Clan, you will
I choose to betray you as my senior brother."
Two sentences, different moods, but the same truth, without any modification.
Especially Ling Luo's straightforwardness, not asking for forgiveness, not asking him what he thought, just telling his feelings at that time.
Heng Yi couldn't help but be infected and said, "Senior Brother... you did the right thing!"
"It's right in theory, but never right emotionally." Ling Luo looked at Heng Yi with a smile and said, "However, I am not ashamed!"
Prince Ping immediately clapped his hands and applauded. "Good! Mr. Xin is a man who has no regrets! That's right! This is Mr. Xin; he who does the right thing is Mr. Bei!"
Tian Lai, who was also holding the empty cup she had just finished, recalled what happened at that time in a soft voice, without hiding her inner feelings and said directly, "I was very sad at that time. I never thought that Beijun would disappear from my life. I also thought that
Just like July, I pursued and captured Beijun’s soul. But
I understand Xinhou’s sadness and mood. I think Xinhou did the right thing. We cannot abandon the entire Soul Tribe who urgently needs our strength for one person. The more we defeat the invading Xinde civilization strongman, the fewer people in the tribe will die.
There were a lot of them, so I didn’t go either.”
Heng Yi said sincerely, "Xinhou and Tian Lai know each other well and are of the same mind as husband and wife. They are my role models for Heng Yi!"
"Come again!" King Ping seemed to be swinging the wine bottle in a circle, but not a single drop of wine flew out, just enough to fill the glasses of all four people.
The second cup was drank together.
It was King Ping who spoke first.
"In the second year, I started to calm down. I already knew the situation and was depressed for more than a year. Every day I saw many familiar people fall, and I might experience life and death dangers every day. I knew I had to do my best, there were too many
The reason is that I must cheer up actively and face the future bravely! For my own responsibility as King Ping and for the trust placed in countless people! I can fight to the death with all my strength, which is not betraying anyone's trust, but if I cowardly escape without
Trying your best to cause someone unnecessary harm is to let someone down
!Beijun is a positive person. As Beijun’s confidant, how could I not even have Beijun’s basic sense of responsibility and positive courage? So, I began to turn my sadness into strength and face two hundred years bravely.
War! I believe that what Beijun desires is definitely not the Soul Clan.
The destruction of the soul, but the eternal inheritance. There is only one way for the Shenhun Clan to make up for Beijun's departure, and that must be what Beijun longs to see - that is, to be brave and do everything possible to protect the Shensoul Clan.
Fight! The power of the soul and will will be passed down forever!"
Ling Luo, whose wine glass was also empty, said with a self-deprecating smile, "In the second year, I have put away my sorrow. In the past, there were more than one battles, killings, and wars between the two sides. It was a difficult adaptation period for Prince Ping. For me,
But I quickly entered the state. Killing people, killing enemies non-stop. That year, the number of Sinde civilization soldiers who died under my hands exceeded
Ten million! There are more than 100,000 battleships that I have taken advantage of... The sad fate of warriors who have been burdened with blood debts has not changed from the past, and it has not changed during the Two Hundred Years War... Third Junior Brother - At that time, I often thought, if the Soul Clan could
If we survive, can we create an ideal kingdom of divine soul and will? Can we escape the shadow of war..." (To be continued)
