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Man cannot forget history. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And countless memories are pieced together into history, and those who hope that they can not remember will not be able to escape the fate of history in the end.

Escape is not the same as forgetting, relief is the best ending.

And the situation in front of him is that what the head of the regiment hopes that the sloppy old man will let go of with the passage of time, he still haunts it.

Therefore, this is the situation of today's competition.

Ju Feng saw the face of the head of the regiment clearly, and was slightly surprised in his heart, because the head of the regiment was Asian. Coupled with the relationship of speaking, it is very likely to be Chinese.

The head of the regiment dusted off his sleeves, looked around the mess in the field, and then leaned down to pick up a page of paper, which was written in an unknown script, and it was written purely by hand.

Obviously, the original intention of the original record has become impossible to trace with the mutilation of this page. Ambiguous memories are dusty history.

The head of the regiment stood up and gently brushed away the dust and sand on the paper with his palm, like an old farmer who has been harvesting all his life, and saw the seedlings that had been beaten by frost, and his heart was very heavy and sad. It's not because he can't harvest the crops in the old autumn, but because his children haven't yet appreciated the scenery of the three seasons, and they have left themselves before they have grown up with their own eyes.

For the head of the regiment, these notes are like melons, flesh and blood.

He raised his head and looked at Li Ji very calmly, his eyes seemed to have seen through the world, beyond the vast starry sky, the depth was like the boundless universe.

"Is this the ending you want to see? Ruining my painstaking life's work can really make you feel relieved a little? If it really could, even if the tower collapsed, no matter how ornate the abode was, it would be just a temporary site for secession in the world. It's like these floating names, really important? ”

The head of the regiment was asking questions very seriously, but it was more like asking himself questions. Then he groaned for a while, got the answer in his heart, so he looked at Li Ji with great calmness and light.

Li Ji snorted fiercely at the ground on the side, and then scolded like a shrew scolding the street.

"Have you ever seen a bitch who has made money and still shouts strong and rape? After all these years, you really haven't changed at all! You took advantage of any cheapness, and you gladly accepted any result, and now after becoming famous, tell me that you didn't care at the beginning, and you can give it to you at the beginning. ”

"I really want to be your cousin's sister's second aunt, I can't get used to seeing a sanctimonious hypocrite like you in my life, do you know Yue Buqun of the Huashan faction? You'll be an old eunuch in a few years. I'm telling you, I'm here this time, I don't have any other ideas, do you think I still care about these false names? Lao Tzu has been a horse for most of his life, and a mere holy angel is no longer worthy of my nostalgia. I came this time for only one purpose, that is, to try with you again to see if after 30 years, Hedong and Hexi are no longer the same! ”

Before the words fell, Li Ji rushed straight to the head of the regiment, and the speed was so fast that Ju Feng secretly sighed. He's always been proud of his style, but today he's finally met a master who can make him cautious.

Li Ji's words are very heavy, filthy, and can't be put on the stage, and it stands to reason that he shouldn't appear in this rather sacred and elegant hall. However, because the object of the speech is Li Ji, the words of a sloppy person give the onlookers a comfortable feeling.

It can be seen that Li Ji is a person who does not like to speak, or because the conversation is about the sanctimonious relationship that he hates, he is more willing to replace words with actions.

Actions are often more powerful than words.

Seeing Li Ji roaring over, the head of the regiment remained silent, and the paper in his hand turned into a streamer, and only touched Li Ji's body at a distance of less than half a meter.

The paper was like a sharp blade, and it actually scratched an extremely thin blood mark on the back of Li Ji's hand.

However, Li Ji seemed to be unconscious, the injured hand seemed to be on someone else's body, and even in the face of such a sharp blade, he didn't even blink his eyes, just charged forward, and he had only one thought.

That is to use the male and female.

And it's the kind that doesn't matter if it's life or death.

The scene once again resumed the chaotic situation, and the two deputy commanders glanced at each other, I don't know what kind of concerns they had, but they didn't make a move.

The leader of the next level did not speak, and as the top ten deacons and members of the group at the next level, he naturally did not act rashly.

Li Ji's moves are ruthless, and Ju Feng even sometimes sees the pride of seeing death as home. I don't know how many unbearable past events have caused the endless entanglement now.

The head of the regiment's moves are big and large, and he quietly resolves the crisis in the plain place, and every move is gentle like a warm spring breeze, and the spring breeze is like a mother's hand, so there is a lot of love.

Ju Feng doesn't understand why Utada Hiroshi, as the deputy head of the regiment, has such a different temperament from the head of the regiment, or if the head of the regiment does the task, he will be extremely cowardly, just like Li Ji said, when he was young, he was also an out-and-out villain, but when he was older, he repented.

In fact, in front of Ling Hu Chong and other disciples, Yue Buqun also looked like a good teacher and helpful friend.

In the past, the combat effectiveness, perhaps because of the tense situation, rarely had the opportunity to speak, just like the battle between Yuichi Hamura and the bald youth, who had stood at the peak of the human world, but still neither of them dared to speak and be distracted. But the two people in front of him, every move was full of deadly energy, but the head of the regiment was still unwilling to speak lonely.

The wide sleeved robe dissolved Li Ji's force split Huashan, and the head of the regiment made a small vacancy and said: "We had a friendship for several years, and I thought that after so many years, even if it was dim, it would not turn into hatred. Do you really hate me that much? ”

Li Ji snorted coldly, the offensive of his hands and feet never stopped, and said: "I was too stupid to think of the problem of respecting teachers back then, but now it seems that everything is just nonsense." The real benefits are what you feel like you have been in this world for so many years. After that failure, I endured it for so many years, and the more I thought about the past, the more I felt stupid. I can't make up for what I did now, but I have to find a voice for my IQ. ”

"To be honest, I'm really happy to see the results of your hard work ruined by me."

When the head of the regiment heard this, he sighed deeply, sighing both for life and for himself.

"What is the end of this? You obviously can't get anything from me, and if you continue to fight endlessly, the result will only be fruitless. Whatever you want, if I can do it, I'll give it to you. ”

Li Ji pretended to be surprised, and after a flying leg, he and the regiment commander separated again and stood opposite each other.

"Don't you know what I want?"

The head of the regiment pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "You know, since I have been in the Holy Angel for so long, my blood and bone marrow have long been soaked in the brand of the Holy Angel, it's not that I am greedy for life and death, it's just that I have to hold on to this position for a few more years, and when it can go on steadily, what is the difference between life and death." ”

The head of the regiment has a very indifferent attitude when he speaks, so it is really easy to believe, the kind that is convinced. Everyone didn't expect that the head of the regiment was really willing to put his life and death aside for the sake of this sloppy and rude person in front of him.

After living for a lifetime, the head of the regiment is like an old wine, exuding a strong personality charm. Even Ju Feng felt that maybe it was really Li Ji's character that there was an element of Taizuo.

"Perhaps, I can really give you something."

The regimental commander groaned again, then spread his palms and reached out to one of his members.

The weapons of the Holy Angels are different, and they are used according to each person's talents. Without the slightest hesitation, the member of the regiment handed over the extremely sharp iron sword in his hand.

(To be continued)

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