"Holy."

Zhan Zhichun couldn't help but be speechless.

She also wanted to learn the method of puppet stand-in at the beginning, after all, this is equivalent to an extra life, but after turning a few pages, she only has one thought left: which pen can write this book?

The success rate is extremely low.

In the process of cultivation, people should stay awake and break their bones inch by inch, and if they make a mistake in the middle, they will lose all their efforts.

Even death is faster than this.

Her little uncle is really a ruthless person.

If it weren't for Yun Ya this time, who would have known that Wei Qianfu actually had two lives, which would be equivalent to having a chance to be reborn, but fortunately, it had been wasted.

"Still out of the way?"

Wei Qianfu reminded loudly.

The next second.

At the same time that Yun Ya let go and retreated to the side, he slapped the tip of the sword, and the long sword flew backwards from his chest, actually directly penetrating several Demon Sect disciples before finally landing and stopping.

He stood with his hands in his hands.

didn't look back at his wife, but glanced at the maid next to him, and said, "Send Mrs. back to the room to rest." ”

"Whoa."

"Don't touch me!"

Yun Ya scolded sharply.

He couldn't help frowning, and a sense of powerlessness arose from the bottom of his heart, sure enough, there is no good thing in the world that is willing to be given to him, when he was young, he was lucky to meet Yunya.

But what luck came his turn.

Fortunately, it is also unfortunate.

Just as his background is the poison wrapped in the candy wrapper, he is unwilling to accept his fate, and the same is true for Yunya.

The only weakness has begun to show its sharpness.

He was in a dilemma.

"Ma'am."

Several maids suddenly shouted in panic.

Wei Qianfu turned around suddenly, and caught Yun Ya, who was weak and fell to the ground, he reached out to check his pulse, couldn't help but be angry and anxious, and finally just gritted his teeth and asked urgently: "What poison, say it quickly!" ”

"A thousand threads."

"You!"

He clenched his fists.

The hatred for the injustice of fate surged in his heart again, and a deep sense of powerlessness, the poison of the world, he can unravel nine-tenths, but it is a thousand threads, and it is another tenth.

"You hate me so far?"

He looked at Yun Ya in his arms, the other party was the same as when they first met, but both of them knew that it was impossible for anyone to go back to the past.

The two once made a pact.

One day, if he was lucky enough to become the sect leader, he would cancel the status of the lowest-level slave of the Yunya Hidden Mist Sect and let her leave the mountain, but Wei Qianfu broke the contract.

The identity of the sect leader and Yun Ya were the only things he had.

The only thing left, the only person left.

How could he be willing to give it?

"Nope."

Yun Ya shook her head, her face showed relief and relief, she is kind by nature, and it is also a double-edged sword, if it weren't for kindness, she wouldn't have helped Wei Qianfu when she was young again and again.

The same can be true.

When Wei Qianfu was no longer the second son who was noble-born but was tortured by insults, but became the master of the Hidden Mist Sect who persecuted others.

Yun Ya began to question herself.

Since the person who made the mistake was her husband, as a wife, even if her hands were not stained with blood, could she get rid of the identity of an accomplice?

The death of the eldest prince was a heavy blow to her.

Yun Ya couldn't blame Wei Qianfu, her husband seemed to be ruthless and vicious, and did all kinds of evil, but who of all the people in the Hidden Mist Sect sympathized with Wei Qianfu when he was young?

She knows it even better.

In addition to himself, Wei Qianfu is the enemy of the world.

This was the only reason Yun Ya stayed in the Hidden Mist Sect, but when she closed her eyes, she could hear the screams of the innocents who died at Wei Qianfu's hands, and she covered her ears, and she could smell the bloody breath coming from all directions.

Right now.

Now I can finally be free.

"I don't hate you, even your parents have never loved you, how can I bear to criticize you for not loving others, I don't love the eldest son, the person I love is the second son who refuses to accept his fate even if he falls into the quagmire, but he is dead."

"When you killed your father and brother, my beloved second son died."

She said.

While laboriously taking out a handkerchief, with a gentle gaze, he bandaged the wound on Wei Qianfu's palm, and after tying it, he said softly: "I just want you to understand that if the person you love dies, you will suffer, but if you kill someone else's love, others will also suffer." ”

Yun Ya's voice became softer and softer.

Until complete silence.

The Iraqi are dead.

The eyebrows are as good as ever.

Wei Qianfu looked at the bow in his palm, suddenly smiled slightly, but tears appeared in his eyes, and he moved his gaze to Yun Ya's face, gently sweeping away the snow falling on her eyebrows.

"Ma'am."

He blinked vigorously.

Twisting his brows to endure his tears, he looked at the quiet Yunya, and said softly: "You sleep well, wake up early tomorrow, and I'll give you a thrush again, okay?" ”

Naturally, no one answered him.

There was silence in the world.

Wei Qianfu seemed to react suddenly, his heart throbbed, and the pain was so painful that he wanted to change his evil and return to the right on the spot in order to take refuge, but what was manifested on the outside was that he was motionless, like a sculpture.

Snowflakes on the shoulders and backs.

He was like a protective umbrella, protecting Yunya, and finally, the last and only person in the world who loved him died.

All the people of the world.

They all deserve to be buried!

"Sleep well, I'll avenge you."

A little tear in his eyes completely disappeared, like a sharp blade that removed the veil, even if he just glanced at each other, he would be hurt by it, because it was too sharp, and there was no weakness.

Sick, right?

Zhan Zhichun couldn't help but scold.

If it weren't for Wei Qianfu's determination to attack Qingyunmen and want to kill his younger brother, Aunt Yun would not have committed suicide because she couldn't stop it.

Who is this looking for revenge, is it possible to find himself?

"Mother."

Taking advantage of the time when Wei Qianfu refused to fake others and wanted to send Yun Ya to the rear in person, Zhan Chengchun walked to his mother and glanced back at Mu Qingxue, who was still trying to have an epiphany.

There is also a mountain protection array whose light is getting dimmer and dimmer.

Kill one person for the benefit of the world?

She couldn't help but laugh.

If a person dies, he is dead, what is not the world's people, that is, the people of the world are dead, can he exchange Aunt Yun's life, can he exchange his father's life?

Since it can't.

What is the difference between the life of one person and the life of the people in the world, and why should it be divided into one weight?

is also a fool like Mu Qingxue who is willing to die for the world.

She had always thought so until today.

And now.

Zhan Chengchun looked at his younger brother in mid-air, his flesh and blood were blurred, in the wind and snow, his mother's back was already declining, and he suddenly blessed his soul and understood a truth:

Some people have a common life.

Therefore, they are willing to sacrifice themselves to save others, and some people sacrifice themselves to save others, not for the sake of the common people, but because there are people they love in the common people.

"Which is more important in your heart, me or the righteous path of the world?"

She asked casually.

This is probably the last problem of my life.

"Chun'er!"

Boss Zhan couldn't help but accentuate his tone, and stared intently back and forth between the demon sect army and the hanging son, but no matter how he looked at it, how could it be a mortal situation, and there was no way out at all.

She was already distraught.

At this time, he was even more impatient to deal with anyone: "If you are too idle to do anything, go back to the Ten Thousand Methods, don't make trouble here, and don't talk to these children anymore!" ”

Where else can I go back?

Zhan Chengchun's eyes darkened, and he rarely felt a trace of bitterness.

However, he quickly cheered up again, and his tone changed to his usual self-confidence: "Mother, I just thought of two ways. ”

"Say."

Boss Zhan was still staring at the Demon Sect opposite.

"First, my father left me something before he died, and I gave it to Wei Qianfu to ensure that our family of three would not die, and of course, we must also withdraw from this big war."

"Nope."

If she wants to retreat.

I won't come from the beginning, but since I've come, I'm ready to die in battle, and if I want to get rid of the demon guard, I can't be greedy for life and afraid of death, so it's absolutely impossible to quit.

Zhan Yingchun also seemed to anticipate her choice.

quickly said the second article: "Second, kill one person to benefit the world, I know that a person has the ability to die with Wei Qianfu." ”

"Who is this man?"

Zhan Zhangmen finally turned around to see his daughter.

"Yes—"

Zhan Chengchun hid in the black cloak, his facial expression was not clear, he paused, and his voice was as light as usual: "A girl from the Hidden Mist Sect, she usually uses her head to refine the law. ”

Hear the last word.

Disgust flashed in the eyes of the head of Zhan, the people in the Demon Sect are really like this, most of the people who can practice evil arts with human heads are also evil-minded, this kind of person will die with Wei Qianfu, and it can be regarded as doing a good deed before he dies and washing away his sins.

"Then choose the second one."

"Okay."

Zhan Chengchun agreed very quickly, leaving a sentence of "I'll prepare for this", then turned away, put on a black cloak, and gradually walked away, quickly turning into a small dot and disappearing into the increasingly fierce wind and snow.

Watching my daughter disappear suddenly.

Inexplicably, an ominous premonition flashed in her heart, but it was denied again, impossible, pure child's talent is beyond pretense.

But at present, even she can't beat her.

Not to mention having the ability to die with Wei Qianfu.

It must have been overthinking.

Opposite side.

When Wei Qianfu reappeared, there was no Yunya figure beside him, he was alone, more cold and solemn than before, like a sword without a sheath, and there was no possibility of reining in the edge.

"Let's do it."

The voice fell.

The Demon Sect disciple received the order, raised the big knife, and aimed it at the rope to slash down.

A purple jade flute suddenly flew in.

The broadsword was broken in half.

Wei Qianfu just glanced at it, as if he had seen it no longer strange, turned around and walked towards the rope in person, just taking two steps.

"Uncle."

A voice came.

He had the idea of sighing.

Love and hate are always inextricably linked, and Yun Ya is dead, taking away what he loves, as if he also took away a part of the hatred, causing him to hear this nasty voice now.

There was a little bit of emotion.

Mother, father, brother, Yunya, one after another, died of longevity, died of his hands, died of his design, died of suicide, and he was left alone.

When my brother died.

The children left behind were still very young, and now, the younger brother, who also had the ability to assassinate him, had grown up.

He turned around.

"For your sake, call me uncle, and give you a chance to speak."

As soon as this remark came out.

The people of Qingyunmen looked at each other.

The unknown person wearing a black cloak actually called the Demon Sect Leader his uncle, how could he never hear of this person in the news he had inquired about before, Wei Qianfu actually had a niece?

The crowd did not know why.

Zhan Chengchun stretched out her hand and took off her hat, looking at Wei Qianfu from afar through the wind and snow, she held the purple jade flute and smiled slightly.

This face.

It makes it feel strange to others.

Elves and ghosts, if you take a closer look, you can find a similarity or two with Wei Qianfu, but it is indeed a vice-student face, for people other than Zhan Zhangmen.

Her heart tightened.

But now is not the opportunity to speak, so I can only stand still for the time being.

"How about we make a bet?"

"Bet on what?"

"Bet you'll kill me with your own hands."

Hear the words.

Wei Qianfu smiled, stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the sky from afar, and slowly spoke: "There are many ways to kill you, you don't have to do it yourself." ”

"I can't."

Zhan Yingchun's tone was affirmative.

She showed her true face at this time, and her voice and tone were very different from usual, and no one could think of the woman in front of her who was charming and called the leader of the Demon Sect her uncle.

It is the same person as the daughter of the heroic and delicate head of Wanfa Gate.

Yoyo said: "You killed my father, you set up a poison plan instead of doing it yourself, it's not that you don't want to, but you can't, because my grandmother's bloodline is banned." ”

"If you do it yourself, you'll get the same backlash."

It's the same with Zhan Zhiche.

But no one will think of this for a while.

And the purpose for which she said it.

is the question I just asked my mother, which is more important, biological daughter or the right path in the world?

Mother has already given the answer.

"You're right."

Wei Qianfu admitted this very frankly, parents love their children and have far-reaching plans for it, and even Wei Jing's sisters and brothers have taken it into account for the sake of their brother, but it is not anyone else who can be prevented, but him!

Of course.

It's also a good idea.

But if her mother is not partial, if she can get a little justice when she is a child, instead of being humiliated in every way, she will survive nine deaths, but she will still be trampled on the soles of her feet by her brother.

Then he wouldn't hate Wei Blade Fu so much.

The hatred between brothers is forged by the mother's own hands, and the mistake has been made, even if it is guarded against, it will be a hundred secrets.

Just like the death of my brother.

Just like Zhan Chengche who was hung in mid-air, he can't do it himself, can he? Well, then he threw it to death and cut the rope, but it was not his own hands, as for the shrewd and cunning niece.

"Little Azing."

"What, don't hide from me, are you trapped in love like your father, and you have a favorite lover in Qingyunmen?"

Probably because of Yun Ya's death.

The eccentricity of his mother, the sparkle of his brother's eyes, the distortion of his noble birth and humiliating experience, the vines formed by the three were no longer as deep in his bones and blood as before, and they were tightly entangled in his heart.

On the contrary, there are traces of loosening.

Wei Qianfu spoke in a tone that seemed to be facing an old friend, and in the face that was seven points similar to his brother, he was no longer as easy to lose control as before.

"Huh."

"That's a cheesy thing to say."

Zhan Zhichun shook his head, couldn't help laughing, and said, "Can't I, Ah Jing, dedicate myself to justice?" ”

This time, I really have to sacrifice my life for justice.

"Nope."

Wei Qianfu looked at her, like an elder evaluating a junior, with the vicissitudes and determination of seeing through the world: "You are born with evil nature, more like a person from the Hidden Mist Sect than your father, and you have been able to pretend to be in the right path for so many years, which has already impressed me." ”