Conglang had no way to answer, his consciousness had gradually blurred, he could only listen, and he couldn't even let out the angry roar of humiliation......

This is humiliating, it is humiliating to be defeated, and the victorious enemy does not have due respect for himself, and that is even more utter humiliation, especially for a conceited master.

Zero still did not let go and continued to humiliate Conglang. "You have the qualifications and talent to practice martial arts from the sky, but it has ended bleakly again and again. Now that your martial arts are still two grades behind Rong'er, why should you challenge my love-breaking knife? You think I won brilliantly, you are wrong, I didn't treat you as an opponent at all, just like the white dusk back then, I never regarded you as a real opponent. ”

Zero didn't continue, because Conglang was completely out of breath.

Speak to the corpse, and the corpse, of course, can't hear it.

The boat, still drifting with the flow.

On the shore, a figure ran over.

Ling'er was not surprised, she knew that Rong'er was likely to come back.

Rong'er really came.

She jumped into the boat, saw the corpse at Zero's feet, and saw what kind of duel it was. "You don't have to."

There is no need for Ling'er to carry out this kind of duel, taking advantage of the weakness of the gods, Conglang's own sword martial arts level is much lower than that of Ling'er, and launching a love knife blow in an instant is simply a winning ticket, even if Conglang can block it, he will definitely not be able to bear it, and if he doesn't die, he will inevitably be seriously injured. Why did you choose this dangerous one-knife way of fighting?

"It turned out to be good, he has given up on making a comeback. Conglang is this kind of person, in the face of defeat, he does not endure humiliation and get up and fight again, but avoids from afar. This kind of man is not worth your trip at all. ”

This is Zero's purpose, even if she doesn't say it, Rong'er actually understands. "I just want him to forget about me. If it's me who defeats him with my own hands, kill him. With his character, he will never have the idea of practicing martial arts again. ”

"Do you really think so?" Ling'er smiled, and his eyes revealed a profound question.

"Isn't it?"

"If you really think so, I can see why you remember him. Because you don't really know him-" Zero said coldly, "If you were the one who killed him, he would come back to the rivers and lakes, and he would endure humiliation and keep practicing hard." He can allow himself to lose to anyone, but he will never allow himself to lose to you. Because that was the last line of defense for his poor pride, and if he lost it, even the last bit of pride would be gone. I know. You feel that for hundreds of years, he has been alone, and there has never been another woman, which makes you very touched. But you shouldn't trust yourself in this kind of thing, you should trust me. I know better than you do, and I know more than you do. Because he never got you, he could always be lonely in his thoughts if he did. Knowing you, it is you who will soon be sad. ”

"I'm not interested in the white-haired witch palace's set of extreme views on people's hearts, so I don't need to say more." Rong'er simply expressed her attitude.

"What I'm telling you is not the white-haired witch palace's extreme view of people's hearts, but my views on human nature." Zero leaps away from the boat. She found that there was no need to say anything anymore, and Rong'er wouldn't listen, because Rong'er was a person with blank emotional experience in this regard. She understands the rivers and lakes, and her views on human nature in the rivers and lakes are the same as hers, but because of the blankness of feelings. The love is labeled as sacred and special, so that the set of human nature in the rivers and lakes does not need to be in the field of sacred and special love.

Before Zero came, he had seen Xi'er.

Xi'er was noncommittal about her coming to kill Conglang.

People grow in harm, this is the truth that Xi'er has always believed.

But he never supported Rong'er to follow the waves to develop, but he never spoke out against it.

Ling'er knew Xi'er's thoughts, she understood that Rong'er could only make up for this gap by experiencing it herself, Rong'er was this kind of person, just like the simple and innocent when she first entered the rivers and lakes, it was after a long period of cruel cognition of the rivers and lakes that she finally woke up. But Xi'er emotionally doesn't want Rong'er to bear this kind of pain.

Ling'er insisted on coming, if Rong'er couldn't understand through words, Ling'er thought, then it was time to let Rong'er grow up in the hurt by herself earlier.

So she came, not early or late, just not long after killing Conglang, Rong'er arrived.

When Zero went ashore, and when he walked out of his reluctance, Rong'er behind him also jumped ashore, not jumping on the town that went to the nearest rebirth point, but catching up with Zero Child.

Zero smiled and looked back. "You're not going?"

Rong'er smiled and shook her head. "I'm not going. I know that you are afraid that one day I will be ruined because of the blank and ignorant of my feelings. But I won't, I know it's my weakness, I don't know anything about it, I only see other people's, but I never understand it. But there's one thing I can do, and I've done it for hundreds of years. I can not touch it at all, you don't say it, I understand, if I really understand him and really be together, we will soon part ways, his fragility will make me unbearable, and I will look at the Vulture Palace more seriously than anything else will make him unacceptable. I remember him, but never touch him, and approach her. I think it's about the same as what you believe, right? Only the love that can never be asked for is the most beautiful love that will never change, isn't this also? ”

"Yes, I won't worry about it anymore." Ling'er smiled and took Rong'er's hand, and the two looked at each other and smiled, and left together.

Ling'er felt that maybe she guessed wrong, Xi'er never supported or opposed, maybe because Xi'er always believed that Rong'er could use her own methods to overcome her weaknesses and shortcomings. Therefore, she thinks that she should also have this kind of trust and confidence in Rong'er.

It's dark.

It's bright again.

From the waves are still at the point of rebirth.

Before he died, he caught the energy fluctuations and soul fluctuations that he had been familiar with and missed for hundreds of years.

It was the woman he had dreamed of seeing again.

He thought she was coming.

But he waited eight hours.

She still hadn't come, and there had never been a trace of her even within the range of his consciousness.

Conglang stood up and sent a message to his old friend, with only one sentence. "I'm sorry, I'm not going to come back again, I should leave forever."

From the wave turned off the sound into the secret.

Dali, there is a lonely tavern.

Simon had no money to wipe his glass.

There are a lot of guests today, but there are always not many guests who come to drink at this time.

Conglang walked into the lonely tavern, looked around, and walked straight to Ximen Wuqian. "I hear, you can hear interesting stories here."

"It's a story, but please don't describe it as funny, you can think it's ridiculous and ridiculous and unreal, but please don't say it's funny." Simon Wuqian replied very seriously, and from Lang he could see from his seriousness that he cared. It was a pleasure to laugh from the waves. "In this world, how do you end your own suffering? There is nothing to seek, nothing to ask for, no way to advance, no way out. Many years ago, I wondered, how can I end this, real death? It's just a kind of luck that you can fantasize about but can't get. A lot of people think the massacre is terrible, but I wish I was her. I thought it was an interesting story because it made me realize that there was a way to do it. So, this fun is not an offense. ”

"What kind of wine?" Simon Wuqian didn't continue to talk about this issue, because he could see that Conglang was a sad person, or that kind of person who had been sad for a long, long time and would never shed tears because of sadness, but he couldn't help but continue to be sad. So he accepted the fun from the mouth of the waves. Simon Wuqian has met a lot of such people, not for stories, but for one problem.

"If there's any wine that will answer a question for me, it's wine."

Simon has no money to know himself, and sure enough, he didn't guess wrong, this person also came for a problem. He poured a glass of wine, pushed it in front of Conglang, Conglang didn't say a word, and drank it dry in one gulp.

Simon poured another glass without money, and drank it immediately from Lang, without asking the price of the wine, as if he would drink it no matter how expensive it was.

"This is lonely eternal wine, it is not sold, and it is never only invited to guests like you. So you don't have to drink it so fast, why not taste it slowly? ”

"Is there a difference? This wine cannot be sold, because it tastes like only one kind of person can drink it, and if you don't sell it to them, they will definitely say that your wine is not worth it at all. "Smiling from the waves, it seems to be smiling happily.

Simon Wuqian listened to it and laughed, he recognized this statement and believed it. "The people in the story have not died in the ice so far, and I go to visit them once a year."

"Thank you......" took out a stack of silver tickets from Lang and placed them on the wine table. …… Thank you for the wine and thank you for the answer. ”

"As I said, you don't need money for wine." Simon had no money and reluctantly excused himself, even though he actually knew that it was basically useless.

"I don't need any money." Gone from the waves......

Looking at the back of Cong Lang leaving, Ximen Wuqian picked up the pen, quickly drew Cong Lang's description, put the portrait with the silver ticket, put it away, and tomorrow he will take it to the money bank for storage. Over the years, he has received more than 1,300 of these 'relics', and he is all people who have not returned, are these people really never coming back, Simon has no money and does not know, maybe they just won't come back to ask for the silver ticket they left behind? But Simon had no money to keep in store, and if one day, someone returned, he wanted to give it back.

Because, most likely, it will carry the answer to his question.

That answer, even if he broke his money to buy it, he was willing.

But for so many years, no one has been able to bring the answer he needs.

But Simon has no money and no urgency, he will always run the lonely tavern, and he will always wait, even if he will never wait for that answer, he will wait forever. (To be continued......)