"No!"

In the boundless void, a voice roared, floating unwillingly!

Ding Yi bared his teeth and desperately floated towards the chair in front of him, where there was a familiar figure. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He's going to stop it, 'he' can't do that!

The rapid floating of the overload, Ding Yi ignored the knife-like twitching pain on his body, the anxiety and despair in his eyes became more and more intense as his body struggled to move forward, and he was stopped by the damn film circle.

Bang bang! It was close at hand, but it seemed like the end of the world, Ding Yi rushed forward with difficulty, and roared unwillingly at the white shadow in front of him.

The man in white turned his head, wiped his tears, and smiled at Ding Yi, but he was as pure as a baby, and his heart was broken.

This bright smile that he had never seen before made Ding Yi's body stunned, and when he came back to his senses, his eyes widened instantly, and his heart was even more frightened, he guessed something, and his tired body suddenly surged out of an inexplicable strength, and his movements became more urgent!

Ding Yi stretched out his right hand, hoping to grab the white shadow in front of him, and then drag the other party to the ground, and slap him a few more times, but this was just a wish, and he could only roar unwillingly with red eyes: "No! Get the hell out of here! ! ”

The man in white shook his head, the smile on his face slowly tightened, and he turned his back majestically, and he fell silent.

Ding Yi took a breath softly, and was about to comfort the other party, only to hear the white shadow man suddenly say: "Zhong Aiqing is flat, I!" Both the revival of Dayan, the body of the great treasure, everyone has a reward, all have.. Reward! ”

Rumble!

This voice floated through the entire void like a magic spell, and Ding trembled when he heard it, his eyes widened, as if he was in disbelief and despair, and his writhing body suddenly fell silent.

There are rewards for all! All.. Yes.. Envelope.. Reward!

Ding Yi had nothing in his ears except the roaring sound of the fluttering, and the strength of his whole body seemed to be sucked by this nightmare, and he staggered to the ground, the tears in his eyes were like beads with broken threads, and he howled sadly, like a child who had been robbed of his favorite toy.

'He' broke his oath!

"Why? Why? Why do you do this, why do you say it? Ding Yi cried as if he was enchanted.

"Brother Ding!"

Ding Yi raised his head stupidly, and when he saw that the white shadow who stepped down from the throne still seemed to have a satisfied smile, he couldn't hide his anger, he rubbed it up, clenched his fists, and blasted towards the white shadow, and said angrily with tears: "You shut up for me!" I'm not your brother Ding! ”

"Brother Ding, I'm so tired!"

Forehead? Ding Yi hurriedly withdrew his fist, and the white shadow man who had always been strong in his impression was radiating light around him at this moment, and his eyes showed tiredness that he had never seen before.

Ding Yi was shocked in his heart: "This... Is this a sign of demise? Like a soul in the air? ”

"What..? How? Ding Yi's heart was cold, thinking of this pain, the anger in his heart was instantly drenched thoroughly, his mouth trembled, his eyes couldn't believe it, and his right hand stretched out again and again.

"This... How so? It's really... Right! Little black house, little black house. Brother Fu.. Wait..."

"Brother Ding, don't be busy, I'm tired, really! I want to take a break! As soon as he finished saying this, the illusory white shadow trembled.

Call!

As soon as the white light on the white shadow man loosened, as if it was a cloud that had broken away from the restraints, it fell down one by one, quickly drifting away in this dark sky, except for a more transparent white shadow, which twisted and turned with the breeze.

No! Ding Yi roared angrily, and struggled to pull out the large white light in front of him, hoping to hold some, his body fluttered like a spiral, exceeding any speed before, and his body seemed to be unstable.

"Here, and there." Ding Yi muttered intently, for fear that he would forget about it, so he grabbed it desperately.

As if the white shadow man was in danger of dispersing, Ding Yi hurriedly stopped the urge to fly to the other bigger one, and hurriedly came down and piled up the white light he grabbed in his hand to the white shadow man, but the most obedient white light did not absorb as expected, but instead pulled a larger piece of rapid drifting.

"Nope! No! Won't? How so? Ding Yi panicked, a little overwhelmed, remembering the bigger one, he hurriedly floated over, trying to hold it in his hand before he had time to be happy, but there was an intermittent voice in the void.

"Thank you. Thank you! Ding..."

Ding Yi trembled all over, and looked back, how could it be? Gone! The white shadow man was gone, and in panic, he suddenly felt that his hand was loose, as if something had dissipated away, and Ding Yi was stunned.

"Gone?"

There was nothing left in the void except for the floating self, and it was scattered clean like a dream.

He's dead? Is this death?

.....

"Childe.. Childe, you.. What happened to you? ”

Seeing the crazy boy muttering to himself, he suddenly quieted down, and the woman in light green clothes beside him felt that something was wrong, and she couldn't care about the hurried figures in the distance, and hurriedly shouted a few times, and in a hurry, she didn't even know that the basket in her hand fell to the ground.

As soon as Ding heard a miserable cry from outside the void, he stiffly walked up to the chair in front of him, the membrane disappeared, he felt so tired that he sat down tiredly.

Call! The gloomy sky, the silent woods, and the messy grass all came into view, or this pile of mass graves, or this sad dusk.

As if he had just been detained in front of the small black house, Ding Yi found himself still sitting on the mound he had chosen by himself, and nothing had changed, except for one place.

Ding Yi seemed to have a dream, but the comfort coming from his body reminded him that his friend was gone, and there was no longer the restraint of the past, and his body was as if it were his own, except for being stiffer.

Thinking of the person's death, Ding Yi burst out of anger, and his right fist holding the dirt tightened and tightened in the direction that the green-shirted woman couldn't see, and his clear appearance, the two handsome sword eyebrows wrinkled fiercely together.

gone, his Murong Fu, who was also an enemy and friend, was dead after all, and he couldn't escape the fate, with unwillingness, almost tyrannical ending his life, and he remembered his wish for a long time.

After three years of fighting, he seemed to have won the final victory, successfully possessing the body of his dreams.

But....

Years of hard planning, thousands of days and nights of anticipation, in the end, at the moment when the wish was fulfilled, it was so sad, he was soft, and there was a single anger in his chest, Ding Yi was not happy, some were just full of resentment, he was like an executioner, stabbing his friend for three years! He's no different from 'his' enemies!

"Why is this happening? Why is fate so unfair to him as a friend! If "Ding Yi never forgets the heart of the road."

Although he knew that his friend couldn't escape the bleak ending, he really couldn't accept it at this moment, he would rather be locked up in that little black room day and night than the only friend would be so desolate and so sad. He knew that 'he' was full of regret, despair, and heartache, and turned into light in unwillingness.

I still remember that he patted his chest and abdomen fiercely and said that he could let 'him' let go of his dream of recovering the country, but this trick of the 'sugar emperor in front of the grave' had just begun and became the last straw, completely crushing his friend's hope of survival.

He knew that the original book was when 'that person' ran into this scene when he went to Tianlong Temple, but it was clear that he was knocked back to the original point in advance, and those hurried figures still shattered 'his' dreams.

Almost, almost, that's what dug open the bloody wound of his brother again.

This mutation between heaven and hell, this success at hand, the angry Ding Yi almost ran out of the angry blood in his heart, not only did he not help his friend realize his long-cherished wish, but instead sprinkled a handful of salt in his friend's heart like a self-defeating one, and he instantly hated his self-righteousness.

He was clever and tried his best to suppress Murong Fu's emotions, making him crazy, leaving only the obsession of a dream of recovering the country, but he was still rushed by the sudden number of figures, and he accepted the long live of a few children like a madman in front of the world! His heart was bleeding.

His arrangement made the hero be pitied by his old enemy, 'his' pride was torn apart in front of the world, and his faith was destroyed in the eyes of his fellow martial artists, how could this be the twilight of the hero? He believed that 'he' Murong Fu would rather die under the other party's six-vein divine sword than be looked down upon by 'that person', 'he' Murong Fu could accept defeat, but he couldn't accept mercy, but he Ding Yi forced 'him' to do it.

Yes!! Ding Yi couldn't help but roar, but he was hoarse!

"Childe, what's wrong with you?"

When the woman in the green shirt saw the tears in the corners of her son's eyes, her heart trembled, and she hurriedly squatted down in front of Ding Yi.

Ding came back to his senses and saw that the strange woman who had never left Murong Fu from beginning to end was as helpless as if she had lost her family at the moment, scared in the breeze.

"She definitely can't stand the death of his son-in-law" Thinking of this, Ding Yi's nose was cold, and after strengthening a belief, he shook the paper crown on his head, and Ding Yi said bitterly: "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired!" At the end, the voice sounded like it was about to cry blood.

Seeing that her son-in-law was trembling and seemed to want to stand up, Abi hurriedly waved away the question on his lips and instinctively propped up.

Ding Yi didn't push it away, seeing the doubts in the eyes of the woman next to him, thinking that she should estimate something, he couldn't help but smile bitterly at her, saying that he was fine, thinking that his friend would be miserable all his life, and in the end, only this woman in a green shirt would never abandon him, which made his friend feel a little comforted in his lonely heart in the face of everyone's departure and betrayal.

Feeling that the smart woman next to him was startled by his smile, and seemed to have the idea of letting go of his hands, Ding Yi hurriedly tightened, he couldn't even lose her, although he was not 'him'.

"Childe." Seeing that her son-in-law's eyes were clear and clear, and he no longer had the turbidity of the previous few days, Abi called in a low voice, and guessed in her heart that her son-in-law had been crazy for three days and finally woke up, but, for the sake of that Da Yan dream, she would rather her son-in-law not wake up, she felt that she was a little selfish.

It's just that she will never know that this Murong is not another Murong.

Ding Yi used to complain that he came to this Tianlong World at the wrong time, and even had to attach himself to the body of Murong, the most miserable in this world, and was locked in a dark room every day, but at this moment, seeing the fate of his friend, what pity did he have, if you want to say unfortunate, who can compare to Murong Fu.

He Murong Fu didn't let go of hope in such a miserable environment, in this bad reputation and enemies, he hadn't given up the belief in living, if it weren't for this time.., alas!

As his only friend, Ding Yi laughed a little, cheered up, dying to 'him' is a relief, living only adds pain, since he inherited Murong Fu's body, he has to do something for that friend of his, to bear this pain, so that the enemy can't bully Murong.

Ding Yi leaned on Ah Bi and walked forward slowly, but the pain in his heart was still unbearable, Ding Yi raised his head and said to the sky: "If you can come back from the dead, there should be ghosts and gods!" ”

But this kind of thing, even he thinks it's funny!

"Good friend, after a lifetime of hardship, tired for a lifetime, I finally have the opportunity to rest quietly, this is not bad with you, no disturbance, at ease, without that Yan Guo dream, you should be able to relax. The rest of Brother Ding will do it, I, Ding Yi, swear: I will never fall into the reputation of your Murong family, I will try to recover what I lost, your regrets, Brother Ding will help you make up for it, you are watching in heaven! ”

A figure slowly left with the slender green shirt, one step at a time, slowly disappearing into the lonely woods, and the oath would always float in his heart!