Chapter Seventy-Three: The Fire of Life
At the intersection of the alleys, there was noise and shouting.
"Big brother, I'll stop them, you run, leave me alone!"
"Ganglie, let's go!"
Suddenly there was a piercing scream at the mouth of the dark alley, followed by a cry of pain, followed by a burst of scolding, especially clear in this empty and silent alleyway, which could be heard from afar.
"Hey, hey... You two guys want to eat and drink for nothing, when this is a place where you can come and go?"
"Bastard, two bowls of noodles cost ten gold coins, and a black shop like you will be punished sooner or later!"
As it approached, Luo Fan jumped onto the roof of the alley and saw the scene at the alley clearly.
I saw a group of seven or eight people with hideous faces, wearing shabby clothes, which looked like some kind of tavern costumes, all staring at the two people who fell to the ground in front of them with very unfriendly eyes, and the two people in the corner collapsed on the cold snow, but behind them was a wall, there was no way to retreat, the two were quite tall and looked quite similar, one of them was holding a kitchen knife, glaring at the seven or eight people opposite, etc., and according to the previous words, Luo Fan concluded that these two people were brothers.
A group of seven or eight people, the first one of whom was thin, quite tall, with deep sunken eye sockets, triangular eye sockets, and a disgusting obscene smile on his unpleasant face, said to the two people in the far corner: "Hehe, I don't even know the royal tavern in our old neighborhood, no wonder you have a pig's head and big ears, this place belongs to our snake master, since you eat our things, you will have to pay a price." Hey..."
The Royal Tavern?
Luo Fan smiled disdainfully, this kind of ghost place can also have a royal tavern?
"Ganglie, I'll fight with them, and you will take advantage of the chaos to escape in a while. ”
The triangular-eyed man at the head had the tip of his ear, and this low whisper was heard by him, and he was immediately angry, and shouted: "If you still want to run, call me!"
There was a burst of punches and kicks, and the two of them were stunned and didn't scream in pain, but their faces were instantly covered with bruises and stains. Luo Fan was a little puzzled, these two people were tall and looked like they were by no means ordinary people, and they had a steady breath, at least they were also masters of the domain realm, it shouldn't be a problem to face these seven or eight ordinary people, but they didn't fight back when they were beaten.
"Old monkey, if you don't fucking poison your food, let's see how Lao Tzu beats you to death!"
"Hehe, do you want to kill me with that look? I want to see who kills who first!
......
Luo Fan only understood at this time, just seeing the young man's face, he suddenly thought of someone, Ganglie, Zhu Ganglie?
A few days ago, the Fighting Spirit Conference.
"Bai, Senior Sister Bai, hello... I'm a disciple of Qingfeng Academy... Zhu Ganglie, please advise me......"
Originally, Luo Fan couldn't remember these things, but he entrusted the blessing of the white peony to remind him of this person, but Luo Fan didn't plan to help them.
Every world has its own rules, and Luo Fan has been bullied like this, but has anyone ever reached out to me?
"You damn brutes, I'll fight with you, burn!
As if with all his strength, he shouted from his mouth.
Luo Fan saw at this time, the snow was red, Zhu Ganglie behind his eldest brother, the blood flowing from his head reflected the snow red, looking from a distance, I saw that his head was full of blood, miserable, even Luo Fan was moved, he thought it was just that the two brothers had a meal of the overlord, at most they were beaten and it would be fine, but things don't seem to be so simple, these people don't know whether they want to do it intentionally or unintentionally, but it is this viciousness, but this scene reminds Luo Fan of someone.
Just when Luo Fan couldn't bear it and wanted to save them, Zhu Ganglie stood up suddenly, his face was expressionless, and his eyes looked coldly at the few people in front of him, these seven or eight people were actually suppressed by this cold gaze, and took a few steps back, and then saw Zhu Ganglie's face slightly distorted and red, and gradually two flames ignited from his eyes.
Small, colorful, at the cost of life, the flame of life.
The colorful flames were rising, and Zhu Ganglie burst out with a strong momentum in an instant, and he no longer had the previous sluggish demeanor, but this made his brother's face change greatly, and said: "Ganglie, you will die if you burn the fire of life, stop it!"
Zhu Ganglie looked back at his eldest brother deeply, although he didn't say anything, his face was resolute, without hesitation, he roared, and the kitchen knife in his hand suddenly became white, and his momentum was compelling.
Instinctively feeling uneasy, the men turned around and ran.
"Don't want to escape!"
"Puff puff ......"
What is the sound of a kitchen knife entering the flesh and blood splashing?
They couldn't believe that this young man who had been cartilage scattered would suddenly shine and slash them with a knife, and in an instant their bodies were separated, and they died blindly, and the red blood gradually stained a large area of snow.
Luo Fan came back to his senses at this time, the previous scene was too shocking, and he forgot to go to save people for a while.
The fire of life, that is the real colorful fire of life, the flame that burns at the cost of life, can bring a dying person back to light, can force the potential to multiply people's skills...
However, this price came at the cost of life.
"Strong, why are you so stupid......"
The screams of grief floated in, echoing in the depths of the dark alley in the night.
Zhu Ganglie in the arms of the young man turned pale, his skin was gray in an instant, wrinkles loomed, and then deepened, even his short hair gradually turned gray and pale, his eyes were bright and dull, and then he was empty and godless, as if death was taking away his soul step by step, going to another world, hell and heaven, or becoming a resentful spirit, greedy for this glitz and vastness...
When you feel pity for others, should you think about whether you have that qualification?
At least...
I didn't.
The wind and snow floated lightly, and the snowflakes in the sky seemed to become larger, like angels with folded wings, sprinkling white feathers.
White snowflakes will soon cover all filth.
......
Human memory is very strange, we can suppress a memory through various means and brain intervention, but hiding, does not mean that it does not exist, the deeper the buried suppression, the greater its intervention in our subconscious.
This kind of subconscious will have a great impact on people and the earth, and even make a person's mind twisted into a withdrawn pervert and murderer.
I have my own insistence, although sometimes I am timid and afraid, but I don't like to be at the mercy of others, even if it is a person who can control life and death, not to mention what kind of mystery it is, no one knows.
Having endured contempt since I was a child, I have never complained about others, nor have I ever resented my parents, who I never met, maybe when I was younger, at least not now.
The world is cold.
And I, too, am cold.
So, I'm not afraid of this cold world.
Facing the dark sky and the snow, Luo Fan seemed to be talking to himself, and as if he was saying to someone:
I don't know if you can hear it, and I don't know if my path will succeed, but I want to tell you that since you have chosen to solve this puzzle, it will be stormy and thorny, no matter how difficult the road ahead may be.
No matter how much cold wind and rain awaits me, since my goal has been clear, even if it leads to the abyss of purgatory, I will leave the next step and step into it without hesitation, no matter whether the future is flat or muddy, I, Luo Fan, will not give up easily.
Zhu Ganglie's death made Luo Fan's heart twitch silently, death represents a qualitative change, is the sublimation of the soul heaven or hell?
Lofan hopes that it will be heaven.
If she saw it, would she come to her rescue?
If she knew and I didn't save her, would she blame me?
If...
shook his head and shook off his compassionate thoughts.
People are doing it, and the sky is watching.
If you're really watching, I think your eyes must be colder than the snow...