Ling Yun didn't know Duan Fei. Duan Fei's whereabouts were always secretive and he liked to wander around the world. He rarely stayed in the imperial city and not many people knew him.
Duan Chunxi shouted: "A Fei, she is a demon girl from the Witch Clan and a formidable enemy of the human race. I must kill her."
Duan Fei said coldly: "I am also a member of the Wu clan. If father really wants to take action, just kill me too."
"You..." Duan Chunxi pointed at Duan Fei angrily, wanting to take action but couldn't bring himself to do it. Duan Fei was his son, and letting a father kill his own son was something Duan Chunxi couldn't do.
But if he doesn't kill Duan Fei, Duan Fei will waste his time. Once the opportunity is missed, there may be no such opportunity again.
"A Fei, why did you save her? Don't you hate the people of the Wu clan the most? Don't you want to punish rape and eliminate evil? Now that this evil person is standing behind you, why are you so soft-hearted?" Duan Chunxi asked.
Duan Fei said coldly: "Father, not all people in the Wu clan are monsters. There are also good people who are kind-hearted and keep their own rules. The girl behind me is such a person, so you can't kill her."
"Bastard!" Duan Chunxi became even more angry, "The Wu clan once killed people indiscriminately and massacred millions of compatriots from the human race. Their hatred with the human race is irreconcilable! Killing is something engraved in the bones of the people of the Wu clan, even if they don't have it now.
If you show it, your true nature will definitely be exposed in the future. Now that you have done your job of eradicating witches, Ah Fei, if you don’t get out of the way, don’t blame me for killing my relatives out of righteousness!"
"Then please take action, father." Duan Fei didn't have any extra words. He just stood alone and still, his eyes were empty and his face was expressionless, like a stone sculpture.
"A Fei, don't force me!" Duan Chunxi's anger surged in her heart, and her body was shaking with anger.
"Damn guy, do you think you can stay out of it by always putting on an expression of not caring about anything? Do you think doing this can make up for the harm you have done to your mother? What I hate most is that you don't say a word
You look like this! You have done such a shameful thing, and it is you who are in the wrong, but you always pretend to be lonely, lonely, and pitiful. You are such a grown-up person, but you have to act like a child.
The dream of upholding justice in the world, who do you think you are? A savior sent by God? No! You are just an executioner, you are a devil! The person you killed is our mother!" Duan Yuming suddenly shouted, suppressed
Years of emotions finally burst out at this moment.
He has always been brooding over the fact that his brother killed his mother and could not forgive his brother for what he did. Years ago, he severed his brotherhood with his brother. If his father had not always been kind to persuade and mediate, he would have been angry long ago.
My brother took action.
"Duan Fei, I will use your life to repay my mother's death!" Duan Yuming became more and more excited as he spoke. At this time, he had lost his mind and was blinded by hatred. Holding the Emperor Han Sword, he rushed forward and struck out with a sword.
Stab Duan Fei in the heart.
Duan Fei could have avoided it, but he didn't.
"laugh!"
The sharp edge of the Emperor Cold Sword tore his flesh easily, and blood spurted out, but he felt no pain at all. Then, the edge of the sword penetrated his heart. His body seemed to be electrocuted, and he trembled.
He suddenly laughed.
After killing his mother, he thought about committing suicide countless times. But every time he committed suicide, a gentle and virtuous face appeared in his mind, which was the smile left by his mother before she died.
"Fei'er, Mom won't blame you. I just hope that you will be an upright person and a good person in the future. No matter how big the setbacks are, you will live bravely."
"Mom, I promise you."
Duan Fei closed his eyes and fell down with a smile. At this moment, he felt more relaxed than ever before, as if something that had imprisoned him before disappeared.
The memories of his life were replayed in his mind at this moment. When he was a child, he happily nestled in his mother's arms and asked curiously: "Mom, many uncles and aunts said they were afraid of death. What does it feel like to die?"
"I don't feel anything. Death means the end and despair, so you must live well, and there will be nothing when you die." His mother's gentle words seemed to be in his ears, and Duan Yuming smiled even more happily. This was his
The first time I experienced death was also the last time.
The feeling of death is not nothing. For him, death is a kind of relief and a kind of peace and ease that he has never experienced before.
"Peng!"
Duan Fei's body stiffened and fell to the ground. The severe pain woke him up from a dream-like death. He could feel that with the continuous loss of blood, his life was gradually withering away.
After Duan Yuming killed Duan Fei, he was in shock. Killing his brother had always been his dream, so why couldn't he feel even a little bit of joy in his heart now?
"Why? Why?!" Duan Yuming asked himself in horror. At this time, he was going crazy and completely losing his mind.
"Brother." Blood continued to flow from Duan Fei's mouth, and a rare smile appeared on his face. His smile was so sweet, so comfortable, and heartbreaking!
"Brother!" The hatred in Duan Yuming's heart collapsed, and tears burst out of his eyes uncontrollably. He squatted down and held Duan Fei in his arms. Duan Fei was exhausted and said intermittently: "Yes... no... get up."
"Fei'er!" Duan Chunxi burst into tears and quickly came to Duan Fei's side, extremely sad.
"Amitabha." Seeing this tragic situation, Honest Monk couldn't help but recite the Buddha's name. He had already dealt with all Xing Lao and others, and now, the situation was all under his control.
He did not attack Duan Chunxi and Duan Yuming. Duan Fei's death made him feel compassionate. The battle between Zhao Yangtian and his team was not over yet, and they could fight in the Yuan Space for several days and nights.
"Go back to Qianyue Cave for healing first." The honest monk took Qianyu away, and Ling Yun decided to go back with him. She was very worried about Qianyu's injury.
"Donor, now your identity has been exposed. If you return to Qianyue Cave Heaven, I cannot guarantee your safety. The head of Qianyue Cave Heaven is a stubborn old man, and he will definitely kill you."
"Yun'er, listen to dad's advice. The first priority is to hide quickly instead of throwing yourself into a trap." Ling Xiao's idea was very rational.
Ling Yun replied: "Hide? Where to hide? Is there any place for us in the whole world?"
She was right. The Witch Clan is regarded as the enemy of life and death by humans. No matter where they hide, they will be hunted by humans. Instead of living such a life of fear and hiding, it is better to go back to Qianyue Cave, where her friends and
Master, even if I die there, I will feel very at ease.
Ling Xiao sighed helplessly and said: "Yun'er, dad will go with you."
The honest monk looked at Ling Yun with a smile and said, "Donor, aren't you afraid of death?"
"As long as I can be with Qianyu, I'm not afraid of anything." Ling Yun's pretty face showed an extremely determined look, maybe this is the power of love... (To be continued)