Ju Buzheng had already leaned on the front of everyone, and he didn't know if Wolf Dust would suddenly go crazy. Anyway, just in case, he had to get in front of everyone.

The footsteps of wolf dust and smoke are finally lonely. He walked step by step, his face hung deeply, and he couldn't see what the expression was.

The flames reflected on his torso, and all eyes were on him. There was silence between them, and no one knew what would happen next, only the old temple, surrounded by flames, made a "click" burning sound from time to time.

The wolf dust smoke walked all the way to the old temple. His body was slow, like an emotionless zombie, and every step seemed to tremble.

Ju Buzheng and others gathered in front of the old temple, blocking his straight steps.

Ju Buzheng frowned secretly, and his palm touched the wolf tooth thorn behind him.

"Give it all to me, get out of the way."

However, before Ju Buzheng could take up his arms, a magnificent force swept out, rushing away all the people in front of the old temple and falling to the ground one by one. The tongue of fire in front of the temple was also impacted, and it shrank backwards.

There was a sound of ping-pong, and everyone in Yanglan fell hard, and they screamed in pain one by one. Some of the people who were not injured immediately jumped up and shouted to settle accounts with him.

The wolf dust and smoke stepped over them, slowly walking to the front closest to the old temple. The high temperature of the flames scorched it, and it was only a few inches away, as if it could be swallowed by the flames.

Hearing the few people who didn't know what to do behind him, Wolf Chenyan didn't get tired of it, turned his head slightly, and a wisp of murderous aura flashed in his eyes: "Get out." ”

Suddenly, the moment his words fell, the true qi that rushed out of the corner of his eyes was noisy, and it directly knocked away the few people who tried to step forward. They were flapped by True Qi and flew to the wall in the distance, and their chests spurted blood directly from their mouths and noses.

When the rest of the people saw this, they were directly frightened. Ju Buzheng then got up, glared at everyone with a serious face, and signaled them not to ask for hardship.

Weishan Yanglan's subordinates looked displeased, staring at the wolf dust smoke in front of the temple with eyes full of annoyance and fear, but they didn't consciously hold their breath and didn't dare to act rashly.

And at this moment, Fu Yunge finally rushed over.

The flames soared into the sky, and Fu Yunge immediately saw the wolf dust and smoke seniors kneeling in front of the old temple.

He clenched his fists, and his heart felt uncomfortable.

Seeing a few people who were thrown against the wall not far away, he hurriedly stepped forward to help them check their injuries. Fortunately, Wolf Dust still left his hands, and they were not seriously injured.

But such a provocative act is still extremely bad for Weishan Yanglan. Ju Buzheng immediately came over and communicated with Fu Yunge in a low voice.

Fu Yunge looked at the kind black-faced uncle in front of him, and also understood that this was his responsibility.

However, it is imperative that the wolf dust seniors should be discouraged, and he should not be depressed like this.

The two discussed it properly, and first went to a nearby courtyard and moved out a thing together.

That thing was not easy, Fu Yunge and the two of them worked hard together to move it. They trembled and walked to the old temple, and unloaded heavily behind the kneeling wolf dust.

The ground shook suddenly, and the wolf dust and smoke were obviously disturbed, and they were very unhappy.

He looked back with a gloomy face. However, when he saw something behind him, his pupils, which had already dimmed, lit up slightly.

I saw that behind him was the dilapidated stone statue of the god in the old temple.

Familiar cracks, familiar defects. The eyes that were blocked by dust, but they were still as compassionate as ever.

Wolf Dust Smoke raised his head and froze in place.

The statue of the god lowered its eyebrows quietly, although it was rough and broken, but it still had a graceful bearing. Zhuang Su's expression, like pity for the wolf dust, like the emotion of the empty passage of time, is silent.

Wolf Dust Smoke watched it silently as well. In a trance, he seemed to be back to the dangerous situation of that day. The ground was as red as the blood that had congealed that day.

"Senpai."

Behind the idol, Fu Yunge greeted the burning light and walked out slowly.

Flying ashes, carrying tiny sparks, flew past the side. Fu Yunge lowered his head, extremely calm.

Wolf Chenyan looked at him, still a little stupid, but at this moment, he was a little bit clear.

"What is past remains yesterday; What is lost, it will be recovered in the future; Regrettably, make up for it in the future. Fu Yunge's lips were wet, and he felt that there was also a little hot moisture in his eyes, probably from the high temperature.

"If you are nostalgic for irretrievable memories, you will not be able to move forward in the future." It seemed to come back to his mind what the poinsettia plum had said to him that night, and at this moment the smoke slowly poured out of the wolf dust.

"As long as you move forward, how can you have no regrets, senior." He bent down and tried to get closer to the wolf dust, "It's just that regret is the driving force for progress after all, not an obstacle that hinders progress." ”

This passage seems to be what Qiao Lao told him at that time.

The words were still in his ears, and Fu Yunge's chest was warm. Suddenly, it was his own experience, woven into a rope to save the wolf dust at this moment, so that he gradually woke up from his sinking.

Wolf dust and smoke are obsessed with the five knives of Tianjiang. His retreat and his comeback are all closely related to the five swords of the past.

Fu Yunge didn't know. After so much, he also found the crux of the problem of his predecessors.

is not close to people on the surface, but in the heart it is the most important. The numbness of wolf dust is not the shackles of being forced to choose because of too much frustration.