The toasting before the banquet breaks up, the blessings before the battle begins, the exchange of feelings between students before graduation... Why do these things have to be done at the last moment?
Because after the banquet is over, the friends who toasted and toasted will disperse to far away places. They say they have time to get together but never have time again;
Because after the battle begins, the comrades who wish luck and entrust their last wishes may not survive until the end of the battle. Those who survive can only bear the blessings and entreaties of the deceased;
Because after students graduate, those friends who have been together for many years and classmates who have had a crush on them for many years may become strangers in their circle of friends, and they can only show polite smiles when they meet again.
They all know that the so-called end means 'if you don't do it, you will have no chance', and 'if you miss it, there will be no next time'.
At the same time, the last and best opportunity is that all the things that happened in the past, all the emotions that have occurred, and the countless impressions left have been deeply precipitated, the bad things have been hidden and decomposed, and the good memories have become richer and sweeter.
At the last moment, the impulse in people's hearts will reach its peak, and the emotions will boil to the extreme.
In order to prevent their past from leaving regrets, some people will follow this conscious instinct and vent all their emotions, just asking for an unforgettable response, even if the result is not good, they will be satisfied.
Yun Wangshu is such a person.
At 1:53 in the middle of the night, in the luxury suite on the 20th floor of the Hua'an International Hotel in Luohu District, Shenyuan City, there was a sudden sound of glass breaking!
In the suite next to him, the big white-haired man Ba who was sleeping on the big bed and the little bald man lying on Ba woke up at the same time. They quickly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and saw a flying shadow in white flying in the air over the Diwang Building like an electric shock device.
Fly to Vientiane City!
There seemed to be a fire in the residential area on the other side of Vientiane City. Black smoke and fire were clearly visible in the night sky. The most important thing was that they saw a huge flame-ridden monster being born from the smoke and flames, even though it was six hundred meters away.
Large straight-line distances are still clearly visible!
"The source of trouble! It's a super, super, super powerful source of trouble!" The little bald man sat on Ba's head, looking at it without blinking, and patted Ba's head vigorously: "Baba, hurry up and take out your phone to take pictures!
Post it online and I’ll become famous!”
Ba ignored him at all and looked at the source of the fire disaster in the distance with a solemn expression. The little bald head couldn't help but become anxious: "Oh Baba, if I get rich, will I still treat you badly? By then I will live in a villa of several hundred square meters.
After eating a table full of spicy crabs and drinking a whole pool of Sprite, I will definitely not forget you. You will be the security captain of my villa..."
Ba was annoyed by him and pointed to the road in the distance. The little bald man took a closer look and found that there were many vehicles parked on the road outside the fire. There were several vehicles that looked like live broadcast vehicles, and some people were carrying heavy cameras.
The equipment was recording footage of the source of the fire disaster at close range, most likely a reporter.
Moreover, the nearby residential buildings were brightly lit, and many people crowded in the windows to take pictures of the disaster scene. The little bald man also heard various chaotic sounds coming from up and down the hotel.
Knowing that he couldn't monopolize the news, the little bald man pouted, shook his calf on Ba's shoulder, and said: "Ba, go back to sleep!"
Ba ignored him and continued to look into the distance.
At this moment, the end had already taken shape, nearly a hundred meters tall, like a flaming tyrant from a fantasy game. Suddenly, a fist the size of a basketball court hit the ground heavily!
A crisp sound of Jin Ge resounded through the night sky of Abyss City, followed by a calm low roar, and a line of icy blue cold flames condensed in the sky. A crescent moon sword of nearly tens of meters was slashed from bottom to top, instantly cutting
Get rid of half of the flame tyrant's body!
"The cold flame Hunyuan surges and roars with the power of the Heavenly Lord!"
Three voices sounded at the same time. Ba and the little bald head turned around and found that Chang Sheng in the next room had come over at some point. His thin and cold face was full of disbelief at this moment: "I just felt a familiar feeling.
The aura... turned out to be really him. No wonder Yun Wangshu flew out directly..."
It is not difficult to identify the powerful roaring Heavenly Master of the Cold Flame Hunyuan, not to mention that the spiritual energy fluctuations erupting in the distance are far beyond those of ordinary monks. And there is only one person in this world who possesses both of these attributes.
Ren Han, the dead person recalled by the Immortal Palace from the netherworld.
Ren Han, the sixth generation head of the Ren family in the Han Dynasty, was an ancient man.
Yun Wangshu's beloved Ren Han.
At this time, Ba Wei hesitated: "He, it seems, doesn't have white clothes...?"
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The Four Rounds of Cold Flame Full Moon Slash destroyed the Fire Tyrant's hands and feet. Even though it had no physical body and could quickly recover its body by relying on spiritual energy, the cold flames at the break continued to burn its wounds.
Let it regain its limbs!
The flame tyrant let out an incompetent and furious roar, but his body involuntarily knelt down and fell towards the residential area below it, causing countless exclamations nearby - with its nearly 100-meter-long flame body, once it fell, it would definitely cause heavy casualties!
Suddenly, a huge ice flame hammer appeared from the sky, hitting the flame tyrant's head slowly but with great force!
The flame tyrant's head and skull were shattered, and his body turned sideways to the deserted park area on the other side, followed by several icy flame swords that chased and slashed, making the flame tyrant's body burst into flames. But because its head was gone, it could not even
She couldn't even cry out, she was just like a delicate and delicate flower being torn by the violent storm.
A second before it hit the ground, a figure stood underneath it, using a shield to block its fall, allowing it to land with the least damage.
"Ren Han!"
Holding up the terrifying body of the Flame Tyrant with a small wooden round shield, and holding an ax and hammer that can be used for chopping skulls and chopping firewood, Ren Han, who was wearing ancient Chinese robes, turned his head and saw a beautiful figure standing not far away.
on the grass.
Wearing white clothes like a bright moon draped over her body, it further highlights her body as white as snow; her hair like a waterfall is tied up with a hosta, leaving only two strands of hair shawl.
The fairy in white stands here, and the shield warrior fairy stands over there.
It's like going back to the night we met two thousand years ago.
"I specially dressed up in your favorite look." Yun Wangshu raised the black hair on his ear with some embarrassment. If a little bald man saw this look, he would definitely suspect that the world is fake: "After I transformed, my face is still very similar to the original one.
Like, after a little dressing up, it will be the same as before, but the clothes are more troublesome, I have to design them myself and ask someone to make them."
"It's been two thousand years. I've changed a little bit. I don't know if you have changed."
Ren Han didn't speak. Yun Wangshu looked at him, took a deep breath and continued: "Back then, I missed my last chance. When I came to the Ren family again, it was already a hundred years after we parted.
Gone...the Ren family has disappeared.
I once expected you to defeat fate, but in the end you were defeated by the odds. So I just woke up one day and fell into a long sleep again... until now.
In my long life and acquaintance with you, I have realized one thing - the earth spirit has its limits.
So, I became a human, and then I thought about cultivating well, surpassing you back then, surpassing the immortals, until I can meet you again... Unexpectedly, the immortal palace resurrected you first."
"I am so happy."
Yun Wangshu looked at Ren Han and breathed out softly: "After the exchange of souls, I asked you once in the last moment of my deep sleep."
"But before I could wait for an answer, I turned into an earth spirit and fell asleep."
"Ren Han, let me ask you again now, you-"
The flame tyrant, who had been listening to the chirping of the two bugs, finally grew a head, and immediately interrupted their boring conversation with a roar of flames. There were fireballs brewing in his mouth, ready to explode the bugs in front of him!
"Noisy."
Along with Senhan's murderous words, the moonlight shed by the bright moon hanging high in the sky suddenly gained weight and sharpness, focusing on the flame tyrant. The parts of his body illuminated by the moonlight felt as if they were stabbed by ten thousand swords.
, the body was shaved off by the moonlight!
"Li Sao": "In the front, the messenger Wangshu comes to the front, and in the back, the messenger Fei Lian rushes to follow."
Wangshu means Yueyu.
However, at this time, Ren Han blinked and released his left hand that was supporting the Flame Tyrant.
Without support, the flame tyrant's huge body naturally fell to the ground without any doubt. Yun Wangshu, who originally wanted to rush over, had to stop and watched as the flame tyrant's body erupted with constant vibrations.
Yun Wangshu did not stop casting the spell, letting the chilling moonlight press against the flame tyrant and rub against it. After more than a minute, the flame tyrant, whose body was getting smaller and smaller, roared unwillingly and completely turned into flying smoke and disappeared.
Ba, Changsheng and Little Baldy had already arrived during this time, and saw that there was nothing except the charred ground and the burnt flowers and park benches where the Flame Tyrant disappeared.
Changsheng walked over and observed the ground. Ba looked at Yun Wangshu and stood quietly aside. The little bald man sitting on Ba's head opened and closed his mouth, closed and opened again, wanted to speak but stopped, stopped talking but wanted to, with an incomparable expression.
Tangled, looking like he wants to die but is afraid of death.
The little bald head gritted his teeth in the end, looking like "the wind is rustling and the water is cold", he took out his mobile phone with trembling hands and turned on the camera mode...
Fortunately, this phone has anti-shake, otherwise everything would be blurry in this state - the little bald man couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the high-tech product.
At this time, the little bald man saw Yun Wangshu turning his head and looking over. He mustered up all his courage and pressed the photo button!
However, Yun Wangshu chuckled and asked softly: "Am I beautiful?"
The little bald man was stunned and nodded stupidly: "Beautiful."
Yun Wangshu reached out and took away his mobile phone. At this time, the little bald man also let go of his heavy heart and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
I didn’t expect that this evil star even changed his personality after changing his clothes! Haha, I don’t have to be beaten this time...
Snapped!
The little bald man riding on Ba Tou was knocked directly into the ground. He pulled his head out of the ground, spit out the dirt in his mouth, and said aggrievedly: "Why did you hit me again!"
"Because you didn't take good pictures, the picture is blurry." Yun Wangshu said expressionlessly.
It's not because I'm too scared and my hands are shaking too much. If you had told me earlier, I would definitely take the picture well!
Ba looked at Yun Wangshu and asked in a low voice, "Is it okay?"
"It's okay." Yun Wangshu said with a smile on his face and a relaxed tone: "Ren Han, a coward, got passed by him again."
"But it doesn't matter. He still remembers me. If I can confirm this, I'm satisfied."
Yun Wangshu tilted his head, closed his eyes, and seemed to be recalling something: "As long as he is still in this world, as long as I am still in this world, then we will have countless opportunities to meet."
"If we miss this time, we will have another time."
Yun Wangshu clenched his hands, put them on his chest, and whispered: "Anyway, this is by no means the last chance..."
Changsheng walked back, glanced at Yun Wangshu, and asked, "Do you need him that much? Can't you live well alone?"
"The question is, if you had the chance to see Guan Changsheng again, would you give up?"
Changsheng's tone paused and he retorted: "He and I are comrades fighting side by side, how can we be the same!?"
"He and I are still soul-melting lovers, much better than you." Yun Wangshu snorted, but he still has a chance to see Ren Han again, but there is no chance for longevity, and longevity is a knife, and there is no brain.
Brain, it is normal to speak without emotional intelligence.
Therefore, he also forgave Changsheng and did not continue to attack, but replied softly:
"I'm not alone."
"I just can't do it without him."
…
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"I didn't sleep, not all the time."
There are two people lying on the right side of the bed in the couple's suite bedroom of the Shirasui River Hot Spring Village Hotel.
Ren Suo looked at Qiao Muyi in the quilt, nodded thoughtfully, wrapped the quilt tightly, stretched out his hand to hold Qiao Muyi, who was trembling slightly, into his arms.
"I won't leave. If you are scared, just hug me and sleep." Ren Suo said softly: "Although I can't protect you if I am more powerful in combat, it will be more peaceful if the two of you sleep together."
"Nothing will happen tonight, sleep peacefully."
Ren Suo naturally did not wear "listening headphones" when he was sleeping, so he could only hear Qiao Muyi's very brief response: "Afraid."
Afraid that I would escape on my own? Afraid that people from Wuhun Palace would come to check the ward in the middle of the night? Afraid that another disaster would happen elsewhere?
As for the colorful thoughts and fantasies, when Ren Suo saw Qiao Muyi on the bed, they really flickered for a second or two. But when he heard Qiao Muyi's response, his mind immediately calmed down, and there was only one thing left in his heart:
Pity and unspeakable heartache.
No one knows what Qiao Muyi is facing better than him, and no one understands the pressure Qiao Muyi is under better than him. He also realized it at this time. A few days ago, Qiao Muyi seemed to let go of his worries and enjoy Tokyo freely.
The journey was actually just her giving up on herself - she never thought that she would be able to find all the clues, find out who was behind the scenes, and find evidence for a comeback.
She has become friends with despair.
But after five days of investigation, a glimmer of hope emerged amidst the despair, and there was a chance to break the seemingly fatal dilemma.
Qiao Muyi couldn't sleep that night and felt uneasy, which was very normal.
Just like students who have not done their summer homework, they will definitely spend the last night before school starts with anxiety when they hear that the teacher may not collect their homework tomorrow.
Qiao Muyi hummed softly but didn't answer. She just curled up in Ren Suo's arms. After a while, she said, "You should wear the mask tomorrow. I can just use an ordinary mask... You need to hide it more than me."
identity."
"I'm already standing on the edge of the cliff. You still have a chance to return to a peaceful life."
Ren Suo chuckled: "It would be too lonely if we didn't jump off the cliff together."
"And, you know, I'm actually very good at jumping off cliffs."
There was a hint of smile in Qiao Muyi's voice: "Blow it up."
"I'll prove it to you when I get a chance."
"Well, when I get back, I'll find a big mountain for you to jump on."
"This is too cruel..."
"Go to bed early, you have to get up early tomorrow."
"OK, good night."
"Good night."
Staying in Ren Suo's arms, enjoying the warmth and peace of mind, Qiao Muyi bit her lips, stopped the trembling of her body, and tried to calm herself down so as not to make any more noise from her throat.
She was afraid that if she said one more word, she might not be able to bear it anymore.
If Ren Suo hadn't comforted her first just now, she might not have been able to bear it anymore.
She was afraid that she couldn't help but pour out her love, couldn't help pouring out her gratitude, couldn't help but...make a life-and-death vow with Ren Suo.
She didn't say what she would do if she couldn't find the evidence, because if she couldn't find the evidence there would only be a tragic ending, or a worse ending - a joint pursuit by the six major forces. She was able to hide until now thanks to Ren Suo
of luck.
Tonight may be the last night of her stable life.
At this last moment, the impulse in people's hearts will reach its peak, and emotions will boil to the extreme.
In order to prevent their past from leaving regrets, some people will follow this conscious instinct and vent all their emotions, just asking for an unforgettable response, even if the result is not good, they will be satisfied.
Others will use reason to suppress their emotions and make the most correct, reasonable, and most beneficial choice for everyone.
Just like some students, even after graduation, will not confess their love to the person they have a crush on - if they are rejected, they may not even be friends in the future, and they may even become a joke among their friends.
Qiao Muyi believed that as long as she was willing, she would become the most important person in Ren Suo's life so far - but she didn't want to.
She was afraid of death, afraid of turning into a devil, afraid of regrets, and even more afraid of dragging down Ren Suo's life.
As long as we maintain this relationship, even if I fail, he will be sad for a while, and then continue to walk with Cheng Ling in this era of spiritual recovery.
If we break through this relationship, will he be sad for the rest of his life if he is so stupid after I fail?
Qiao Muyi didn't know and didn't want to gamble.
This is good, this is the best. Being able to sleep in his arms tonight is already a huge profit.
So the best option is to endure it.
But, what if it succeeds? This thought flashed through Qiao Muyi's mind.
If it succeeds, then we have another time, so why not miss it this time?
Qiao Muyi's mood gradually calmed down. She crawled into Ren Suo's arms and nuzzled her. Ren Suo didn't know whether he fell asleep or something, but he hummed softly and hugged her a little tighter.
Oops, it's so comfortable, so comfortable that I want to sleep like this until the end of the world.
Qiao Muyi punched Ren Suo's chest bitterly, feeling extremely shy. She wouldn't know in the future, but now she felt that she might not be able to leave Ren Suo.
If you leave him, you will definitely miss him when you work, miss him when you eat, miss him when you kill people, pick up your phone and think about chatting with him...and then rush to find him as soon as you get off work.