At that moment, I had the urge to rush back, find Shen Jingyun, throw myself into his arms and say to him, let's reconcile.

Those feelings that were once suppressed also erupted with the words of this sentence, a sour and heartwarming emotion, like turning into the most gentle flowing water, wrapped my heart at once.

The strange thing about feelings is that as long as you still like that person, no matter how many misunderstandings, no matter how many disputes, resentment, or anger, you still remember him the most and miss him. It is a mood that is determined but difficult to be driven.

What's more, I have a new understanding of Shen Jingyun, and our relationship, he really tried to be sincere.

Even though my heart was full of thoughts for a while, I didn't do it at all, after all, this is not a romantic place, but a dangerous mission, and I can't do such impulsive things without being sensible.

Moreover, if Shen Jingyun really came to me, I might not have the courage to do so, just seeing him would make my heart beat uncontrollably, let alone throw myself into his arms and tell him such a sentence? And after Shen Jingyun knew my thoughts, what kind of joy would he have?

Thinking about it, I quietly blushed, and my heart was overflowing with sweetness.

Fortunately, after saying this, the subordinate had no intention of continuing the topic, after all, it was almost enough to walk to a safe place at the entrance of the village, and he had to pay special attention to safety at the last time. This is the only exit that is not sealed, and if there are cult members who want to escape, they will definitely pass through this road.

At this point, the fog that had been shrouding the village had finally eased a little, and the originally somewhat eerie cold wind had become a little warmer, and finally had some taste of spring.

The moonlight is finally unobstructed here, and it is softly sprinkled, making people feel that this is the moonlit night in the world.

Gradually, I saw a small number of people gathered at the entrance of the village, mostly wounded soldiers, burning fires, and presumably medical personnel interspersed with them.

Under such conditions, there is certainly no way to treat everyone's injuries, but urgent treatment is necessary, otherwise many people's injuries will not be delayed until the final treatment is made.

This busyness was accompanied by a sense of reassurance, and judging by the noise of the village and the rushing fire, the operation had been successful, and all the pain was not in vain, and there was nothing more comforting than that.

In the distance, I saw Helian Cheng, sitting on a large rock at the very edge of the fire, naked and upper, wearing only a somewhat tattered blue shirt, and a white bandage between his bare chest and abdomen. The bandage was still very white, it looked like it had just been tied, but I don't know what kind of injury he had suffered, and the blood stains had infected such a thick bandage.

I'm a little worried about this, I'm still worried about Helian Cheng.

It's just that he doesn't know what he's thinking at this time? Instead of looking at the road leading to the entrance of the village, he sat on the big rock, half-leaning, with sad eyes, holding a harmonica that came from nowhere, and playing a sad tune.

I never knew Helian Cheng could play the harmonica, like there were some surprises at the moment, how did he play so well?

Under the moonlight, the breeze was gentle, and the burning jumping fire was so forgetful. His sad eyes were like tears, and several men sat around him, all infected by his tune, and sat quietly, all caught up in their own thoughts.

Only Wei Mushroom sat not far from Helian Cheng, looking at Helian Cheng's appearance, he sighed helplessly, and looked down at the book in her hand that she didn't know what it was.

Looking at Helian Cheng like this, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart, and I even didn't dare to say hello to him, I was afraid that my existence was Helian Cheng's sadness, especially at this moment, when I had decided to reconcile with Shen Jingyun.

I really want to pretend to be confused, just like Helian Cheng said, everyone doesn't talk about love or friends, if only it could be like that. But I can't ignore Helian Cheng's sadness at the moment.

Everyone around me was running towards the entrance of the village, which meant safety, but I didn't know how to move...... Just quietly looked at Helian Cheng's silhouette in the moonlight.

But the influx of crowds alarmed this temporary base, and Helian Cheng was also alarmed, he turned his head and looked at the crowd pouring into the village, as if he was looking for something, and his eyes flashed with disappointment. And finally, his eyes fell on me, and he stood up all at once.

The harmonica in his hand was also perfunctorily put into his trouser belt, still with such a familiar smile, and there were two deep wine vortices when he smiled: "Xiaoshuang!" He shouted.

I don't know what kind of expression and mood to use to face Helian Cheng, and I can only smile at Helian Cheng, and for a while, the wind blows and the fire jumps, and countless sparks fly......

At that moment, no one expected that the change in the next second would affect the fate of many people.

It's just that after the years, I heard someone talk about Shen Jingyun on that day, and after a long time, I remembered the story of Shen Jingyun that day and night.

My mind was full of the scene of his friend telling memories, a story told by Shen Jingyun himself.

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"On that day, do you remember? The night of the attack on the cult. That was the first big thing I did as xxx. In a bar where there was almost no one, Shen Jingyun took a sip of the spirits in the glass, gently put down the glass, and opened his mouth to the friend next to him, the first sentence was like this.

Shen Jingyun is very strange, a personable, golden and handsome man rarely goes to a bar, but when he goes to a bar, he only drinks one kind of wine, that is, white wine, preferably a second pot head with a little Sprite.

This way of drinking made his friends around him think that his taste was very strange.

On this night, he still does.

The difference is that on this day, he was wearing a white suit with a white shirt inside, and the only color was the red silk scarf in his breast pocket, which was carefully folded into a beautiful triangle, slightly revealing some of the edges of the pockets.

His heart is very heavy, and he wants to talk about Lin Xiaoshuang when he meets people.

He was surrounded by five friends at the beginning, and in the end I was the only one left.

We were tired of hearing the stories of Lin Xiaoshuang in his mouth, and in the end only I was left, because I was afraid that he would get drunk and no one would send him home.

I seem to have heard about the past of the cult, but I feel fresh, after all, he rarely mentions the past about the cult, because from the timeline, it is a long time ago, right? I raised some interest a little, but in fact, I couldn't bear to look at this idol-like man, a man who could easily make women fall in love with him, and he needed a listener.

So, I opened another bottle of two or two pots, poured some into Shen Jingyun's cup, and added some Sprite.

Shen Jingyun skillfully put some ice cubes into it, and one sip was half a cup, then he lit a cigarette, squinted his deep and good-looking eyes and said, "Actually, you won't know." What I experienced that night. You know, it should just be that day we won. Although in the end, the old woman of the cult snatched the last trace of the evil god's soul seed and brought us trouble in the future, but we were victorious that day, didn't we? It was a significant stroke in my career, at least without losing face to my master. ”

"Yes, you did such a thing at such a young age, you are qualified to go back." I also took a sip of wine, which was also mixed in Shen Jingyun's way, first with a touch of Sprite's coolness and sweetness, and then it turned into a hot and spicy spirit, and Sprite's bubbles burst this spirit, but it was very easy to eat.

This is a rather peculiar, unstoppable, but easily drunk way to drink.

"Are you trying to persuade me? That year, for the cultivator world and my master, the eradication of the cult was a major event. For the major events in my life, I met Lin Xiaoshuang, and it was fate. Shen Jingyun put his hand on his chest, and there was a trace of piety to fate in his eyes.

"And then, what happened?" I don't want Shen Jingyun to continue to talk about his deep affection, in fact, it is a harm to him now.

Shen Jingyun came back to his senses, coughed several times, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He was very calm, and I didn't panic, it was his long-standing dark wound, and it didn't die, but it couldn't be cured without a special way. Therefore, Shen Jingyun just wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth lightly and said, "Later? You keep asking me how this injury came about? It's the wound from that night. I held it down and sacrificed my life so that it could not affect me. ”

My hands trembled, and I looked at Shen Jingyun with some anger: "This is the truth?" You've been telling us that you can't stop you from something, that you've sacrificed your life to force it? ”

"It's only ten years, what's the point? In fact, you can make it back, but there is no chance. Shen Jingyun's drunken eyes were a little confused, although I didn't understand the meaning of his words, but my heart began to be extremely worried.

However, Shen Jingyun quickly poured himself another glass of wine and said with a smile: "What does it matter? Do you want to hear a story? That night's! Actually, it's quite boring to say, after we entered the blood pool that night, the blood pool had already been destroyed by Xiaoshuang's girl. You know, that girl's abilities have been extraordinary from the very beginning. ”

"And then?" I'm really a little curious, after all, it's Lin Xiaoshuang and Shen Jingyun's gossip, isn't this pair of men and women who have stood at the pinnacle of the cultivator world full of mystery in people's eyes?

"And then there was nothing special to be found, except for a coffin...... I didn't expect that the cult still had a coffin, and I was a little excited when I saw it. Because, it is very likely that it is the true body of the evil god, this guy who stirred up so much trouble in Southeast Asia, and has eaten so many innocent lives in China. If she had a real body left, it would definitely be a major event in the cultivator world, and it would be a great merit to destroy her. Shen Jingyun took a puff of cigarette, and the smoke clouded his side face.

"Isn't that a natural thing? The attack reached that level that day, and the blood pool was also destroyed, and the soul of the evil god had already been divided into several parts to be reborn, leaving a true body that was probably also a shell. "That's what I thought, and in fact there wasn't any major incident afterwards, shouldn't it be like that?

"No, I almost died that day. Her true body ......" Shen Jingyun drank the remnants of the wine in the cup in one gulp.