Take people's lives, in a thought.

It is worthy of the flying yaksha who once dominated the world, and he is really tricky and ruthless. In an instant, he took the man's heart in his hand and took his life.

But God is fair to everyone, and while giving you strength, it will inevitably bring you pain.

"Kun'er—"

The Flying Yaksha has realized everything.

The person standing in front of Tian Yuanzi was none other than his beloved disciple Yang Kun. The heart he was holding in his hand was not Tianyuanzi's, it was Yang Kun's.

He was completely stunned.

His body was stiff, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen, and he stood there.

Yang Kun's face was pale, looking at the appearance of the Flying Yaksha, the corners of his mouth smiled reluctantly, and said weakly: "Master, Master, don't, don't be afraid, yes, yes, yes, yes, no, no, strange, Master." ”

He spat blood from his mouth, and the man fell forward, leaning on the shoulder of the Flying Yaksha.

"Fourth brother-" Tian Yuanzi was like losing a child, and he lost his voice.

He had recovered from the shock, although he could not forgive Yang Kun. But he understood that Yang Kun saved him at this time, which showed that he had not cut off the friendship between brothers, and he was not a cold-blooded person.

"Kun'er, why?—"

High in the sky of Sky Wolf Castle, wild cranes swept by.

Suddenly, there was a roar that cracked the lungs from below, and the leisurely wild crane was so shocked that it lost consciousness and fell straight down.

When it was about to fall to the ground and fall into pulp, it was caught by a young man in black, who slowly lowered it to the ground, looked up at the sky, frowned, and quickly walked towards the underground prison.

If you look closely, this young man is none other than Gordon, who has returned the same way. He regretted it after all.

On the third floor of the underground prison, Flying Yaksha hugged Yang Kun and cried bitterly: Kun'er, Kun'er, don't die, please, don't die, you die, what can you do as a teacher?"

Flying Yaksha went crazy and put the torn heart back, and said madly: "Kun'er, don't be afraid, the master has put your heart back, and you will be fine." Since you were a child, you have believed in the master, and the master will not lie to you. ”

Yang Kun didn't answer the Flying Yaksha, but turned his head, looked at Tian Yuanzi, and said weakly: "Big... Brother I'm sorry, there is one thing I know you can't forgive me, but I still have to tell you." ”

"God's Death ・・・・・・"

Tian Yuanzi cried bitterly: "Fourth brother, you don't have to say it, I can't forgive you for everything you did. But... But you will always be my brother, always, ever. ”

"This, this, that's enough," Yang Kun struggled.

"Don't come here, don't come here, Kun'er belongs to me alone, don't try to snatch him. "Tian Yuanzi wanted to climb over, but was threatened by the Flying Yaksha.

Yang Kun turned to the Flying Yaksha, his eyes showed a complicated color, he grabbed the clothes of the Flying Yaksha fiercely, and said with his last strength: "Master, master, apprentice, life, no, please, please, this time, please, husband, let go, let go, let go, they... ”

Before he could finish his sentence, the man went.

"Kun'er ・・・・・・"

The Flying Yaksha threw his head back and roared in pain. His eyes gradually turned dead gray, hideous and terrifying.

Tian Yuanzi was also immersed in endless sorrow.

Ruozi leaned on Tian Yuanzi and was also crying.

The huge three floors, now there are only three people left, Qiao Ji is already in a coma due to excessive blood loss, fortunately Ruozi bandaged her in time, so she could not escape death.

All three sat there, no one making a sound, falling into a terrible dead silence.

"Would you like to hear about my past with him? Maybe you can find the answer you want in the story I tell. ”

After a long time, the Flying Yaksha sighed and said suddenly.

Tian Yuanzi looked at Yang Kun who was lying in the arms of the Flying Yaksha and nodded. He originally thought that he was the only person in this world who knew his fourth brother. But until today, he learned that he was completely wrong. Yang Kun, he is very unfamiliar. So he was eager to know everything about Yang Kun.

"But even though you have heard my story, you too must die. So it's up to you to decide whether you want to listen or not. ”

Tian Yuanzi agreed. Horizontal and vertical are dead, rather than dying directly, it is better to listen to a story before dying.

"Okay! ”

Flying Yaksha looked into the distance, caught up in a long memory.

"If you want to get it to the bottom line, you have to start with me. ”

"In fact, I was originally the deputy commander of the 'Black Gold' Legion, and my eldest brother was the famous Sumeru Twin Heaven (Note: 1) - one of the giants of the Celestial Heaven - Vajra Yasha, that is, the chief commander of the 'Black Gold' Legion.

I was born into a royal family, and my father was the once prominent 'Yaksha King', the patriarch of the Yaksha clan, but he fell before I was born. Although my father is a Yaksha, my mother is not from the Yakshas, but from the Elven Mukui clan, so when I was born, I was not a pure-blooded bloodline, but only half a Yaksha. Because my mother was a foreigner, her status in the clan was very low, and after my father's death, it was even worse than before.

I heard from the people of the clan that my father didn't want me to be born at that time, and it was my mother who asked for it, and my father agreed.

I was secretly raised by my mother. It was only then that I was made public. Just to get me a good position.

In the clan, my status is extremely low, and I am not even as good as the sons and daughters of those elder families. When I was diagnosed with no Dao bones and was not suitable for cultivation, I became a laughing stock in the eyes of others. As the son of the patriarch, he has no bones, which is indeed ridiculous for others.

So except for my mother, everyone here looks down on me, including my two brothers, four sisters, and even some subordinates who don't give me and my mother a good look.

My two elder brothers, the eldest brother 'Vajra Yaksha' and the second brother 'Silver-winged Yaksha' are brothers, but the treatment is completely different. My eldest brother was gifted and was diagnosed as a god (note: 2) Dao bone. He is the son-in-law again, the next patriarch of the Yakshas. Listening to the elders, he is very similar to his father back then, both in appearance and temperament, he is completely carved out of a mold. When they saw him, they said that they seemed to see their father.

Although the second brother is slightly worse than the eldest brother, he is also a genius, and he has an excellent brain, he is the right-hand man of the eldest brother, and his status in the family is also quite high.

As I grew up, I had to do special training.

It is said that our Yaksha clan belongs to the branch of the ancient race Shura, perhaps they have their blood in their bones, so our people are also particularly warlike, but this is also the reason why our Yaksha clan stands tall in the Sumeru double heaven and does not fall. In order to protect the interests of the Yakshas, every Yaksha man has to undergo special training from an early age, in order to become a good warrior as soon as possible.

Every warrior of the Yaksha clan had to join the youth group from the age of six and undergo special training until the age of twelve. Then join the adult group until the age of eighteen. When it comes out, there will be a selection, and the top ten will become the reserve members of the 'Black Gold' Legion, the highest combat power of the Yaksha Clan, and I am honored to pass the layers of selection, and finally become a member of the 'Black Gold' Corps, and go all the way forward, becoming the deputy commander of the 'Black Gold' Corps.

I still remember that audition. In that year's selection, I was at the top of the list.

The huge royal open-air arena is crowded with people. I stood in the center of the arena, all watching, a tidal wave of applause, thunder and thunder coming to me, burying me.

Finally, two beautiful Nakshatra women put the golden horns representing the brave on my head, crowned me, and made the whole venue reach **. ”

Flying Yaksha's eyes flashed, as if he was still wandering in that good time. Suddenly, his tone changed.

"But I was wrong, even though I became the deputy commander, my eldest brother (the commander of the 'Black Gold' Corps) and my second brother (the chief of the General Staff of the 'Black Gold' Corps) still looked down on me, because I didn't look like a Yaksha at all, I inherited my mother's inheritance, I had an ugly face, and I was a monster to others. My brothers also thought I was an outlier and looked down on me.

I used to be naïve to think that men should rely on strength rather than looks. But then I realized I was really wrong. In the past, I knew that I didn't have the talent for cultivation, so I took the road of body refining, and I inherited the physical advantages of the Yaksha clan and the elf clan at the same time, and the body refining went all the way easily. But I knew that this was not enough, I practiced day and night, and I didn't even dare to sleep for a while, in order to be able to get ahead and let others recognize me. But my mother didn't wait for that moment.

One day, she finally couldn't stand that life anymore and committed suicide by taking poison. On that day, I remember it was snowing heavily and there was no fire in the stove. She just walked away in the cold.

Flying Yaksha said this, he couldn't go on, he looked up and paused, his voice hoarse.

"I still remember the words my mother said when she was lying in my arms, 'Fei'er, Mom, really, really, really, well, good, hate, ah', this phrase has appeared in my dreams more than once, and every time I wake up from my dreams, I will be sad. My mother's death was the first pain of my life.

After my mother died, I worked harder, and I wanted to get ahead. The emperor lived up to his wishes, and I finally became the deputy commander of the 'Black Gold' Corps, but it didn't take long for me to learn that my status and their opinion of me hadn't changed at all.

That's when I understood that strength doesn't change everything about a person. Sometimes I used to think that if I had a handsome face like my eldest brother and second brother, would others like me, and they wouldn't hate me, be afraid of me, and treat me as a monster.

But that's just a dream.

From that time on, I decided to be lonely for the rest of my life and devote all my energy to physical cultivation.

This kind of life, although lonely and boring, I have adapted to it.

However, the appearance of a person broke this peaceful life. This is also the source of the second pain in my life.

Note 1: The two heavens of Sumeru are the heavens of the Buddha. The Five Great Ming Kings' spheres of influence. The average life expectancy is 500 years.

Note 2: The prerequisite for becoming a cultivator is to have a Dao bone, and the Dao bones are divided according to the rank, from the highest to the lowest, as the emperor, the god, the supreme, and the mortal. The higher the Dao bone level, the stronger the cultivation talent.