"I should have been faster..."

Yu Sheng looked at Liu Qingfeng and suddenly said a sentence without a beginning or an end.

But Liu Qingfeng understood.

Continue.

It's like he once spent days and nights seriously analyzing the character and thinking of the rest of his life, trying to truly understand the rest of his life and go into the heart of the rest of his life.

"You should be later."

"Actually... Actually, just now, I figured it out. ”

Liu Qingfeng smiled and shook his head: "You are you, you are the rest of your life, no one is qualified to make you change anything." ”

"Even if this person is me..."

"Teacher... The teacher will no longer ask you to protect the human race and protect the lights of these ten thousand homes. ”

"The teacher only... I just hope that... I hope you can protect those in your heart... I feel like I should be guarding... Person. ”

"Go kill those you think... Someone who deserves to be killed. ”

"The teacher doesn't want to use his own death to force you to do... Do something, but..."

"I only hope that you will have more smiles on your face in the days to come... Can... Is that possible? ”

Liu Qingfeng's voice became weaker and weaker.

But he still looked at the rest of his life with as soft a gaze as possible.

It is not so much that he was sympathetic to the rest of his life at the beginning, but that he really saw some of his own shadow in the rest of his life.

This... Maybe it's mutual redemption.

He hoped that for the rest of his life, he would have more smiles on his face.

At the same time, because of the rest of his life, his lonely heart beat vigorously again.

Prove that he is not a cripple who has retired from the battlefield.

With a new purpose in life.

But...

That's all there is to it.

With some difficulty, he raised his hand, tore off the moire medal on his chest, and handed it to Yu Sheng: "This... This is what teachers are most proud of. ”

"Maybe he can't bring you anything..."

"But..."

"At least you can prove that you are a family member of a martyr."

"Born in Sin City, teacher... The teacher used the glory of this life to block it for you..."

The medal was stained with blood.

Yu Sheng silently took the medal and looked at it seriously.

Liu Qingfeng slowly raised his head, wanting to touch the rest of his head again, but when his hand was in mid-air, he still hesitated a little after all and wanted to take it back.

Same as before.

But...

Yu Sheng leaned forward lightly and took the initiative to take Liu Qingfeng's hand.

Let the blood he had always hated wet his hair.

Liu Qingfeng was stunned, and soon laughed again.

With a smile of relief, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

"For the rest of my life... It's long..."

"Teacher... The teacher only... Can only send you to... That's it..."

"I wish you the rest of your life... Glitter... Light. ”

After saying the last word, Liu Qingfeng's hand fell weakly, his eyes were closed, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seems...

It seems that in this life, there are no regrets.

At the age of ten, both parents died.

Watch others learn and grow in the company of their parents.

But he didn't fit in.

Not even qualified for college assessments.

Spend your days in the outside gangsters, work hard to earn resources, and cultivate.

At the age of thirty, he entered the reserve.

At the age of thirty-three, he climbed the demon pass in the town.

At the age of thirty-six, he retired due to injuries.

At the age of thirty-nine, he took the rest of his life as a student, guarded the school gate, fought to the death, and did not retreat. Ending.

It's not a gorgeous life.

However, he has always struggled and worked hard for the goal in his heart.

Never let up.

At least, even if he dies, he can say something...

"I, Liu Qingfeng, didn't lose the face of the demon pass!"

"I didn't lose the face of those thousands of heroes!"

Looking at Liu Qingfeng's corpse, the rest of his life was silent, clutching the medal in his hand and placing it in his schoolbag seriously.

On the school bag, there is also that line of not very beautiful words.

'May you sail a thousand times and return as a young man...'

It's just that this schoolbag has also been stained with blood.

The words were more like they were soaked in blood...

Heaviness.

But it also contains all Liu Qingfeng's hopes and expectations.

"I suddenly hated you..."

Yu Sheng muttered, raised his head, and looked at those cultists, his eyes were cold that could not be dissolved.

This looks thin, but the ordinary teenager exudes a surging murderous aura at this time.

Truly murderous.

is different from his usual restrained and low-key appearance.

At this time, the rest of his life was like a killing god in hell, stepping on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Just one glance makes people feel cold in their hearts.

No one knows why such an ordinary teenager can cultivate such a heavy murderous aura, and even the temperature in the air is constantly decreasing.

It's like...

Now for the rest of his life, he is the one who really takes off his disguise and is his true self.

In the distance, Zhao Qingyi, the reassuring figure is from far and near.

Looking at this scene in the school is a bit distracted.

A dagger appeared in the rest of his hands at the same time, glittering in the sun.

Seriously, he took out a bottle and opened it.

Pour the liquid from it on the dagger.

The next moment...

The rest of his life rushed into the crowd like a ghost, the thin figure kept flashing in the crowd, and the dagger in his hand kept slashing.

He can always kill the most people with the least amount of strength.

Wherever the dagger passed, even if the wound was not fatal, in a matter of seconds, the man would turn pale and fall to the ground.

For a while, under the light of the morning sun, the school's playground seemed to turn into purgatory.

Perhaps, in the face of Sijue, he can't beat it.

But this kind of battlefield of universal consciousness and second consciousness seems to be tailor-made for the rest of your life.

Even the rest of his life himself didn't know what he was thinking at this time.

There was only one thought in my mind.

I want to kill someone.

People of the cult.

Because, they really... It's disgusting.

Peace of mind, Zhao Qingyi joined the battlefield without hesitation, and the originally stalemate situation quickly became one-sided.

Until an old man with a goatee and hands behind his back suddenly appeared in the distance.

Like a farmer.

"Enough..."

The voice was a little low, and the spear appeared out of thin air, oppressing everyone present.

Including the rest of your life.

Immediately afterward, the body of a cultist exploded, turned into pieces of flesh, and fell to the ground.

But the old man was not proud, but waved his hand lonely.

The spear is in the body.

Look at a famous or seriously wounded, or dead teacher, veteran, and... That Liu Qingfeng, in the end, only a sigh was left on the playground.

Some vicissitudes, some bleak.

It's like...

I've experienced too much and have been downplayed.

(Six updates today, and the update will be maintained in chapters 3-4 starting tomorrow...) It's been blowing up for 10 days, and it's not going to blow up... The plot will have to be sorted out again... ）