The darkness that swirls and falls, the rising fire, the life that is gradually passing away, in the flaming purgatory that is about to disappear: "It doesn't matter if you give up all of this, Su Wen, as long as you can leave your life behind, go and find all the things that have been lost." The man named Father said.

......

The galloping chariot slowly dispersed behind him, and the screams could no longer be heard. Ye Chong's voice was still echoing in his ears.

"In the plan, they shouldn't be damned, they shouldn't..."

"Shizi, that's your plan. That's their plan, they just die in battle. ”

Only, die in battle.

...

Ye Wen looked at his hands that were tightly gripping the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword, and unconsciously, one by one, the green tendons bulged out, and he tried his best to hold it, but he found that he was filled with a sense of powerlessness.

What have you done, is it worth letting them do this? Wave after wave of desperate falls. Is the person who hesitates in Longdu really himself? Can he really do it?

No, by yourself, you can do it.

Because, if it's you, if it's you, if it's you, you can do it. Here's what she said.

......

There was silence in the carriage, and Ye Chong left here after saying that. Like Ye Wen, he also has things he has to do, desperate to die. Shou Clumsy also made it out of the carriage in this awkward atmosphere, acting as a horseman. In the carriage of Nuoda, there were only two people left, two people who did not know whether they were friends or foes.

Raising his head slightly, he looked at the exquisite jade on the hilt of the Seven Star Longyuan Sword, and the eyes reflected on it were green, not like a person, but like a homeless lonely ghost, like a mad demon. Suddenly, Ye Wen smiled, looked at his own eyes on the green jade, smiled, smiled weirdly, smiled inexplicably.

On the other side, there is only a pair of eyes left, to be precise, the flickering fire of life in a pair of eyes, like a candle flickering in the wind, as if it is about to be extinguished, destroyed, annihilated, and extinguished in the next moment.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry to deceive you. Ye Wen's tone was very flat, like a prank between brothers and sisters, relaxed, sorry, I ate your share of snacks, I'm sorry, I messed up your hair...

It was like words in laughter, but it was like a gust of wind that completely extinguished the two candles that were fluttering in the wind.

"That's right, naïve. "No anger, no sadness, not even a little fluctuation in expression. Wu Qi sat there paralyzed and lifeless, obviously not changing the slightest movement, the whole person seemed to be dead and withered, like a piece of wood that was about to rot in the wind and rain, lying there quietly, waiting for the weathering to disappear.

The chariot stopped unconsciously, the horses did not sound and the wheels did not turn, and it seemed that even the wind did not blow.

"Knock knock..."There was a knock on the door from outside the carriage, followed by the ordinary voice of Shou Clumsy, with a slightly helpless and slightly anxious tone.

"Although I don't want to disturb the two of you talking about your dreams and life, but let's come out and take a look, I don't want to be the Zhuge Wolong who dies before he gets out of school, although you are a phoenix. "It's rare, Shou Shun made a joke.

"Bang!" Ye Wen pushed open the door of the chariot carriage, and his eyes moved from the carriage, like a cameraman, his eyes slowly and slowly step by step, reading the flow of the panorama.

The carriage was still intact, even if it was hit by a shell from the Shenji Battalion when it rushed out of the west gate of Longdu, it did not leave a trace, let alone damage, and the horses were not injured in any way, and even the armor on the horses was still shining brightly. Except for the entire chariot, including the horse pulling it, which did not look like a living creature, nothing was abnormal.

Eight war horses with alien blood, like eight statues at the moment, even the eyeballs no longer turn, let alone snort.

By the way, the wind seems to be starting to flow.

In the end, Ye Wen set his eyes on the person who appeared here in amazement.

A well-behaved, gentle, and gentle man, Ye Wen didn't know how to describe this man. is just a son of a family with slaves and maids going out for spring, without any abnormality.

Jade-colored brocade clothes, cyan belt, fair and almost transparent skin, short ear-length hair, a scimitar decorated with gems and jadeite hanging from his waist, slightly squinted eyes, gentle and gorgeous smile, a mortal immortal in the world?

Wu Su asked, I see. It's no wonder that the always calm guard would be like this, like a chariot turned into a silent statue.

"Yo, isn't this Su Wen Gongzi!" Compared to the commander of Wu Da, Ye Wen preferred to call him Su Wen Gongzi. It's just that Ye Wen's words haven't opened his mouth yet, and he has just arrived at the door of his throat, and the smile on the corner of his mouth has slightly drawn an imperceptible arc, and Ye Wen's whole person is frozen there.

The cool breeze of "sassy" blew gently from the ears, as if the gentle murmurs between lovers were smiling in Ye Wen's ears, and there was no time to say the words, too late to show a smile.

He, Wu Su asked, did he draw his sword? Didn't he draw his sword? Should he draw his sword? Should he draw his sword?

This question skipped over and over again in Ye Wen's heart, he didn't know the answer, but he could only lie to himself, Wu Su asked that he should draw his sword. He was reluctant to accept another answer.

Time goes back to a breath ago, before the blink of an eye of the clumsy one.

The wind blows gently, just like the wind of February that blows, falls, and then dissipates.

Along with the wind falling, there is also the black hair that Ye Wenxin grew out of his ears, which was scattered on the ground without any support. Behind Ye Wen, the chariot that could be called a monster, the chariot that could not leave a trace even if it was bombarded by the shells of the Shenji Battalion, the moonlight shone directly from the back of the carriage onto the armor of the horses in front of the carriage.

Shou clumsily blinked his eyes in disbelief, and as if in a dream, someone dropped two chariots in front of him in the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, the undamaged chariot, the dark carriage looked like a monster, and after the blink of an eye, a chariot like a woman who had been ****ed, the moonlight through the transparent hole in front and back, wantonly spreading its own brilliance.

So, is it really a gust of fresh wind?

"Don't move, Feng Hina Shizi. Wu Suwen's face remained unchanged, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was as sweet as if it had been brewed for a hundred years, and it was so sweet that it was intoxicating, "Don't move, Feng Yan Shizi." Otherwise, I don't have the confidence that next time, I will cut off your nine hairs so accurately. ”

Wu Su's tone was as warm as the brother next door, don't move, don't give you candy if you don't want to.

You, grasp what to do!

Ye Wen's teeth clenched tightly, his mouth was filled with a bloody taste, he knew that he had bitten his lip, he couldn't help it! Ye Wen's right index finger was on his left wrist.

The smile on the corner of Wu Suwen's mouth narrowed slightly, but he still said with a gentle smile, "Believe me, before your move is activated, there will be a breeze blowing through your neck, before your move is activated, that move..." ”

Ye Wen's pupils shrank, his chest rose and fell, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and then his hands slowly parted.

Compared to Ye Wen, Shou Clumsy didn't know what was going on, like an outsider, an outsider.

Nine hairs? Shou Clumsy lowered his head, looked at the ground at Ye Wen's feet, and counted carefully.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Huh?" Then Shou Clumsy raised his gaze and saw Ye Wen's shoulder, where there was a ninth hair.

Seeing Ye Wen's hands parted, Wu Suwen smiled with satisfaction, although he kept laughing, but for some reason, Shou Zhuo saw a real, satisfied smile from his expression.

"Ahh I'm kind enough to help you once, and if you want to die, I'll send you to die. ”

Tilting his head mischievously, Wu Suwen squinted his eyes and looked ahead, without the slightest hint of dissatisfaction, but he said his words of dissatisfaction.

This sentence made Ye Wen's heart creepy, he knew that Wu Suwen's eyes were not on him, so he was not talking about himself, so he was talking about the chariot behind him, Wu Qi in the chariot.

"What's the matter, even if you lose yourself and give up everything, your instinct must still be there. As a living creature, even if it loses and gives up everything, then its instinct, the instinct to survive, will definitely still exist. Don't be in a hurry to be ashamed of ourselves, to deny ourselves, for this is the only thing God has given us, whether human or animal. Instinct, the instinct to survive. ”

Wu Suwen gently tapped his chin with his right index finger, looked at the moonlit figure in the carriage and said, the figure with his head tilted and his head just a finger away from the terrifying hole above the carriage.

"Someone once told me that it doesn't matter if you give up all of this, whether it's love, tenderness, or dignity, as long as you can leave life, you can find all the things you lost. ”

"So. Wu Suwen said with emotion, "Suicide is the biggest original sin." ”

This space was quiet, and the moonlight was shining over and over again.

......

"What are you talking about, why don't I understand it at all? "The nearly paralyzed carriage of the chariot was completely torn apart, and a man rose from the rubble, and his clothes on his right shoulder and shoulder were all shattered.

"This filthy, disgusting court has not yet been destroyed, how can I be willing to die. The man in the mask of the green ghost said.

"Ah, it's you. Wu Suwen's smile deepened, "It seems that I found the wrong person, I'm sorry to ruin your carriage." The short ear-length hair was gently lifted by the wind, striking his narrowed eyes.