"Dad, why doesn't Mom always come home?" When he was very young, Su Junyan would always ask his father why the woman who gave birth to himself was always not by his side, and even if he came back, it was just a glimpse of tenderness. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

His father would always patiently tell him, "Your mother is very busy, so she can't come home, and your father will be with you." ”

Later, as he got older, he stopped asking this question, because he was too precocious, and because of the rumors that were about to rot outside.

They all said that his mother, Watery Yang Hua, went out to fool around with other men soon after giving birth to him, and didn't care about him, and his father, who was born a cowardly person, let it go, and raised him as both a father and a mother over the years.

At first, he was still arguing and even fighting with those people over these remarks, but one time, when he came home with scars all over his body, he saw his father, the man who had been smiling, and said to him with a lonely face: "Ah Yan, it's useless to be a father." ”

He never had to argue with those people again.

He never felt that his father was a coward, on the contrary, he felt that his father was a great man who could carry so much pressure, and he never had to complain.

For a long time, he felt sorry for his father.

Once, his mother, who had come and gone in a hurry, came home in a hurry, that is, took one look at him and left.

Su Junyan didn't feel too sad, there were too many such scenes in those years, he looked at his mother's distant back, and said to his father: "It's okay Dad, even if my mother never comes back, I will always be with you." ”

His father smiled and said, "Silly boy, what is there all the time, everyone is just a temporary fellow traveler, and when the road comes to an end, they will break up." ”

At that time, Su Junyan still didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Or, really, it's a prophecy.

Then on that rainy afternoon, when the man swung the knife, he was completely cut off from the man called his father in the past, and he regained Su Mubai's identity.

The road is divided into two sides, and it is strange from now on.

Think more......

Call Daddy again.

Su Junyan was in the sea of knives, but in his eyes, he couldn't help but shed tears.

Tears blurred, as if the man called Father stood in front of him again, smiled gently and said, "Silly boy, what are you crying about?"

Su Junyan held back his tears, but found that it was not an illusion, it was real, the man laughed in the rain of knives.

That kind of laughter, so familiar, and so strange.

But it made Su Junyan extremely angry.

"No, don't call me that, don't laugh like that......" Su Junyan gritted his teeth fiercely, not letting those old weaknesses leak out, he clenched the long knife in his hand, and said word by word, word by word, "You, no, match." ”

The last word fell, Su Junyan no longer cared about the ocean of knives, he was alone, walking through the ocean, one person, a knife, rushed to the end of the sea, to kill the man, cut off his head, just like he had sworn to do.

Looking at Su Junyan, who was rushing towards him like a lone wolf, Su Mubai also collected the rain of swords, and he laughed low and said, "Are you going to fight hard? ”

It's still so, relieved, safe.

Then he also went up with a knife.

It's like going on a fateful date.

In fact, as early as more than 20 years ago, when he came to the city where paulownia trees were planted, he had already seen this scene.

So, there are no surprises, and nothing to be sorry for.

He was the one who planned all of this with his own hands.

Now he will cut it all with his own hands, or rather, he will be cut off by all this.

He turned into a gust of wind, and he drew his sword in the wind.

This knife will gather all the strength, all the feelings, all the things that he has seen and heard, and all the things that can leave a mark on his heart.

Then cut off.

This is not cutting the rain, this is cutting this life, if he can cut off the past of this life, maybe he can transcend and detach himself from Augustine's world.

Augustine also clearly sensed Su Mubai's thoughts, and a heavy shadow spread out from the central dogma's corridor, wanting to leave this intent on escaping.

However, it's too late, Su Mubai's knife, whether it is artistic conception or strength, has reached its peak, and it is not something that Augustine, who has not completely digested the power, can stop it.

Su Junyan also turned into a gust of wind, his knife was too, he was also chopping, but not this life, he was just going to cut off Su Mubai's head.

The two gusts of wind intertwined, and the entire central dogma was instantly wiped out.

The wind was still getting stronger, and even Olivia could hear it in the distance.

They can also feel what kind of duel is going on in the wind.

Olivia and the others wanted to go there, but they were faced by a wall like a mountain, and it was difficult to move forward.

"Everyone, wait for the results, this is no longer our battle. The night tower of the West Gate looked at a few people who were anxious, but their hands were still as steady as rocks.

On the Shinto, the two people who were fighting fiercely, Li Bamo and Tiefutu, also separated and looked towards the mountain.

They also heard the sound of the wind.

Where the wind will eventually blow.

Under the Sacred Mountain of Salem, countless soldiers of the New Central Asian Empire also raised their heads and subconsciously looked at the mysterious Demon Seed Sacred Mountain.

Although they did not hear the wind, they had an inexplicable feeling that there was a battle going on that would determine their fate.

After watching for a long time, many people suddenly knelt on the ground, and they began to pray for blessings to unknown things, hoping that Su Junyan could hear their voices and tell him, Your Majesty, we are all behind you and have been supporting you.

Although, this kind of extremely primitive prayer will not actually have any effect.

The winds in heaven are still blowing so violently, and they do not change because of whose prayers they make.

The wind continued to blow.

The whole temple was crumbling.

Finally, the wind seemed to be coming to an end, revealing the figures of two people in the wind.

Su Junyan's man and his knife had already slashed Su Mubai's throat, and Su Mubai's knife also slashed in front of Su Junyan's throat.

A knife in front of the throat.

Father and son parted.

"Ah Yan......" Su Mubai's eyes were still faintly gratified.

"Die. Su Junyan's answer was these three words.

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