The rickety old man slowly stretched out a hand towards Feiguo.

An old, trembling hand.

This hand carries the hope of the rickety old man, who hopes to pull the flying fruit back from the edge of the cliff.

Everyone wants Feiguo to die.

No one wants to stretch out such a hand to Feiguo, only he does.

Because he is the old Miao Wang Guoye.

He is Feiguo's father, and he will forgive Feiguo for any mistakes he has made, even if Feiguo has imprisoned him.

I am afraid that no one in this world can really imprison Goye, and the reason why he does not come out is because it is his son who has imprisoned him, and his heart is dead.

He came out today because he felt his son needed him.

Feiguo didn't even look at this hand, he had never looked at the hand that raised him, not to mention that this hand had become so old that it began to tremble.

On the edge of the cliff, the wind blows freely.

Blowing up the placket of the garment and blowing the hair apart.

Feiguo won't admit defeat, he's ready to strike.

The second knife.

Feiguo believed that Zhou Jinyu would not be able to kill him, and no matter how fast and delicate Zhou Jinyu's sword was, it would not be able to pierce his body.

He was conceited and invulnerable.

Even though he already knew that the kung fu of the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt had a weakness, he believed that Zhou Jinyu would not guess where his hood was.

But Zhou Jinyu knew.

Feiguo's wife's slightly bulging belly exposes Feiguo's door.

Once Feiguo's cover door is hit, it will lose all his martial arts at least and lose his life at worst.

Zhou Jinyu's sword was in his hand.

The blade of his sword was pointing at the Flying Fruit's cover door.

However, Goye's hand did not know when there was an extra dead branch, and he stared at Zhou Jinyu, as if everything had stood still, and the dead branch in his hand was ready to attack at any time.

No matter how subtle the sword in Zhou Jinyu's hand is, the withered branch can always change with it, and Goye seems to know which move Zhou Jinyu's sword changes every time, and the withered branch in his hand will always take the lead.

Once Zhou Jinyu comes out of the sword, that inconspicuous dry branch will inevitably go straight into the flaws exposed by Zhou Jinyu.

Goye said slowly: "Please also ask the young man to raise his noble hand." ”

Zhou Jinyu was about to speak, but Feiguo interjected: "I don't need you to help, get out of here." ”

Goye said helplessly: "You can't beat him." ”

Feiguo suddenly laughed and said, "Since you think your swordsmanship is invincible in the world, why don't you pass it on to me?

Goye sighed heavily and said, "You are cruel by nature, I can't pass you on." ”

He continued: "If I had done you more harm to you, you would have killed more people and created more iniquity." ”

Feiguo's eyes were bloodshot, and he glared at Goye and said, "You don't need to care about my life or death." ”

With a "swish", the Miao knife had been swung towards Zhou Jinyu.

Almost at the same moment, a pink figure swooped down on Feiguo from behind Goye, and the figure came too quickly and unexpectedly.

The atmosphere on the edge of the cliff was as tense as death, and no one noticed that the woman in pink would suddenly rush out.

When Zhou Jinyu and Goye came back to their senses, Feiguo had been taken under the cliff by the woman in pink with her neck wrapped around her neck.

I faintly heard the woman in pink laugh and said, "You died with me in the end." ”

The laughter is miserable and desolate.

With grief.

The miserable laughter was followed by a dull echo of the cliff sink.

A vulture with dark brown feathers flew in from afar, its cry sharper and more desolate.

After circling around the edge of the cliff, it suddenly swooped down and went down to the cliff.

The speed of the dive was extremely fast, as if a black-brown arrow had been fired.

It's Kerr.

The desolate wailing ceased.

The wind on the cliff blew harder and more sluggishly.

Goye slowly walked to the edge of the cliff and stared at the cliff, unable to take his eyes off for a long time.

In a matter of moments, Goye seemed to grow older.

His back grew stiffer and his body trembled even more.

Gradually, two lines of tears appeared in his cloudy eyes, was the wind blowing into his eyes, or did the blood turn into tears?

Goye is a stubborn old man who stands on the edge of a cliff and refuses to leave.

He seemed to be thinking of his son, and he seemed to be repenting for his son and for himself.

It was his own connivance that led to today's flying fruit, and all these evil consequences had to be borne by himself.

He is lonely at the moment, he has no son, let alone a grandson.

There are no more relatives in this world.

He was accompanied only by the wind on the edge of the cliff.

After standing for a long time, Goye muttered, "Is the woman in pink clothes Xiaoliu?"

He seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be asking Zhou Jinyu.

Zhou Jinyu suddenly felt some sympathy for this old and stiff old man.

How many lonely old people like Goye will there be in the world?

What about your future? Will you be as lonely and depressed as Goye?

Zhou Jinyu didn't speak, he stood quietly.

Goya then muttered, "She's a lot like Koyanagi, but how could it be? Seven years ago, she wasn't..."

"She didn't die seven years ago. ”

Lan Yaqiu also came to the edge of the cliff at some point, she walked to Zhou Jinyu's side and looked into the distance.

The wind of Xiao Suo ruffled her hair, and her eyes met the wind.

Koyanagi told her everything, and at the moment her mood could not be calmed down, she sympathized with Koyanagi and sympathized with people like Koyanagi.

Goye looked back slowly and said in a trembling voice: "Xiaoliu... She's not dead?"

Lan Yaqiu said: "No." ”

Goye sighed: "It's us who are sorry for Xiaoyanagi, she must have suffered a lot." ”

Lan Yaqiu said: "She hates Feiguo, but she still loves Feiguo after all." ”

Goye looked incredulous.

Lan Yaqiu continued: "She could have lived, but she still chose to die with Feiguo, and death may be eternal for her. ”

Goye said: "He owes Xiaoliu so much that he can't pay it off even if he dies." ”

Lan Yaqiu said: "Xiao Liu is his first wife, why does he want to burn Xiao Yanagi?"

Goye suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "Do you know why I don't even have a grandson?"

Lan Yaqiu said, "Why?"

Goye said: "Because Feiguo killed all his wives. ”

Lan Yaqiu and Zhou Jinyu glanced at each other, and Goye's words shocked them.

Goye continued: "He wanted to cover up his door, and no one else would know where the door of his iron shirt was unless he had children. ”

Lan Yaqiu asked, "So as long as his wives are pregnant, he will kill them?"

Goye nodded helplessly.

He continued: "Xiaoliu was also pregnant at the time, she loved Feiguo very much, she also asked me to name the child, she said that the name must have the word 'Fei' in it, but Feiguo was already cultivating the Golden Bell Hood Iron Cloth Shirt at that time. ”

Lan Yaqiu sighed: "Feiguo is really sorry for Xiaoliu..."

Goye didn't want to talk about Xiaoliu again, and he turned away.

Cliff edge.

Zhou Jinyu held Lan Yaqiu's hand tightly and let Xiao Suo's wind lap on his body.

In the distance, the voice of the elder Goye could be heard.

"The swordsmanship on the boulder is fortunate to meet someone who is destined, and I hope that the young man will use it well in the future. ”