Kui Cao and Cangtao have already killed the red eyes, the collision between the weapons is getting heavier and heavier, the original one move and one style has now become chaotic, and the scars on the two of them are getting more and more. Kui Cao suddenly used the tip of Akatsuki to pick open Cangtao's spear, let go of the hand holding the knife and grabbed the knife in reverse again, slashing at Cangtao's abdomen and leaving a large wound, blood spilling out and staining the ground. He tried to fall to the ground, but the pride of being royal forced him to stay standing, but the wound on his body made him half-knee, supporting the ground with the barrel of his spear.

Kui Cao snorted coldly, leaving him no time to breathe, and kicked him in the chest, kicking the scarred man in front of him to the ground. The next moment he had already grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands, the slashing posture had been set, the red blade was shining, maybe the angle had just been reflected by the sun, Cangtao closed his eyes unwillingly, he knew that he was going to die the next moment.

But the timing changed, and dozens of long and powerful tentacles stretched out from Cangtao's side, and suddenly wrapped around Kui Cao's arm holding the knife, making it impossible for him to swing the knife. Cangtao saw that the timing had changed, his hands suddenly stretched out, and there was a small Xiaoice knife between each finger, he pushed forward with both arms, first six Xiaoice knives stabbed into Kui Cao's chest, and then the palm flipped, the two ice blades at the thumb pierced in, both hands let go, and with a hard blow, the sharp part of the ice blade was all pierced into Kui Xiao's chest, leaving only eight grips to stay outside. Cangtao shouted: "Break!" All eight ice blades shattered in Kui Cao's body, and Kui Cao spurted out a mouthful of blood and splashed it on Cangtao's face.

Cangtao laughed fiercely, blood covered his entire face, and he looked very mad. Suddenly, there was a scream in the distance, Kui Cao felt the strength of the restraint on his arm disappear, and he suddenly waved his arm, and opened a big hole in Cangtao's chest, all the way from his left shoulder to his right waist, blood spurted out, staining the entire lawn red, and the blood on the ground spread like a snake, Cangtao's incredible expression stagnated, as if all this was not true. Just a moment ago, he was still laughing at the narrow victory, but now he was seriously injured by the other party, all this seems so illusory.

Kui Cao fell next to Cangtao's body, his pale face stained with the blood of the lawn, the scene in front of him shook, and a black shadow seemed to disperse. Gradually, he closed his eyes, and he felt very tired, very tired......

When he woke up again, the sight in front of him brought him a strange feeling, a bright moon hanging high in the sky, the cold around him making him feel uncomfortable, but all the wounds left by the battle with the waves were gone. He rubbed his eyes and stood up, and there was a hunchbacked man sitting on the rock in front of him, his back looking so familiar. He walked over step by step and sat down beside the figure.

He began to look at the man, his old face, wrinkles filling his entire face, his eyes darkened, his white hair floating in the breeze, and his lips chapped to the core, as if he hadn't drunk water for a long time. He turned his head to look at Kui Cao, and the gloom in his eyes disappeared for a moment: "You finally woke up?"

Kui Cao didn't answer him, just nodded. He was staring at the old man's face, very familiar, but he couldn't remember, this feeling made him very painful, his mouth was muttering what he wanted to say, there were a lot of words in his heart that he wanted to confide in the person in front of him, but he opened his mouth but wanted to stop talking. He left tears for some reason, and things that were obviously not sad made him very depressed.

The old man looked at him with some surprise: "You don't know me?"

Kui Xiao nodded faster, tears welling up but not stopping, tears already hanging all over his jaw.

The old man smiled helplessly and sighed: "It's okay, you should forget all this, forget all the Nangong family." You don't belong to the Fallen Angel Clan, you came here to live, and sooner or later you will have to go back. I don't know who you really are now, and this strangeness scares me, but when I think about the time I spent together, this feeling naturally disappears. I close my eyes and think of your innocent side, so innocent......"

At this, the old man choked up, and tears flowed from his eyes.

"I believe you have more important things to do, and I can understand my expectations of you. To live, you must live, to integrate into the human world, and I believe that you will not do nothing. Now we just need to cut off the bonds between us, forget your identity, forget me, forget the Nangong family, and forget everything. ”

Kui Cao's eyes were red from crying now, and he wanted to scream but found that his body could not control it.

"Can I re-nickname you?"

Kui Xiao nodded frantically as if he had gone mad.

The old man smiled, holding his chin in one hand and pondering: a forest cannot be made alone, and now the rain will stop. How does the word Lone Fei sound?

Kui Cao whispered in his mouth at this time: "Nangong Gufei, Nangong Gufei, Nangong Gufei......"

The old man wiped away the tears in his eyes: "Go in peace, leave me, then forget me, and go to find your new home." ”

Kui Cao turned around and advanced towards the depths of the dense forest step by step, still whispering in his mouth: "Nangong Gufei, Nangong Gufei......"

The distant horizon shimmered, and a new day had arrived.