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Duanmu Jing laughed wildly and mocked: "Yang Xiaofeng, you are mistaken, I am going to kill you today." So, it doesn't matter if you want to kill me, or if you don't kill me. But one thing you must know is that today, you have to die, and I have done all this to make you die. If you are still allowed to leave from the Ethereal Peak alive today, then what am I doing all this for, and what will be the place for my Ethereal Peak in the rivers and lakes in the future?"

Yang Xiaofeng stared at Duanmu Jing, and after a long time, he lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand. At this moment, it seems that the question Li Muqing once asked him was asking himself over and over again in his ears:

"Feng'er, why do you have to be stronger"?

At that time he had the answer:

"For revenge".

However, Li Muqing gave him another answer.

"You're wrong, revenge is never a reason for a person to live, let alone a reason for him to become stronger. A person who has only hatred in his heart can never become a truly strong person. ”

"The strong are not there to defeat others. The sword swing in their hands is not to kill, but to stop the killing. The strong are those who are able to protect those who are weak, those who are around them from harm, and those who bring love and light to others. The strong should feel warm and safe, not fear and death."

However, now he suddenly had some doubts about the answer Li Muqing gave him. Even he couldn't tell whether he was suspicious of Li Muqing or himself.

He used to believe in Li Muqing more than he believed in himself.

"The heart of the strong should not be hatred, but love and responsibility. So, if you want to be a real strong person, you have to learn to forgive, to forgive those who have hurt you. Learn to forgive others while also letting go of yourself. Learn to give up, give up hatred, give up killing. to behave in a loving way and to treat everything".

Yang Xiaofeng stared at the sword in his hand. He suddenly wanted to ask a question, what is the purpose of the sword's existence?

Give up hatred, give up killing, and use the sword in your hand to protect the people around you, bringing them warmth and security.

This is the reason why Li Muqing taught him to use the sword. But now?

The dearest person had already died tragically in his arms, and the only warmth was also snatched away by Duanmu Xuan.

Now, who else wants him to protect?

Duanmu Jing's words became sharper and sharper, and he said harshly: "Yang Xiaofeng, don't you think you're a joke." Although you have a sword technique that is unparalleled in the world, you can only watch your relatives die in front of you again and again. Twelve years ago, it was your mother, and then it was your sister, isn't your swordsmanship very powerful, so why is there nothing you can do when they die in front of your eyes, and why does the sword in your hand exist"?

"You think you value affection, but you seem to have forgotten that this is the rivers and lakes. People in the rivers and lakes will always only recognize interests, and there is no so-called affection at all."

"Look at the ...... of these people behind you", Duanmu Jing pointed to the large group of people blocking the door of the main hall, and said sarcastically: "Look at them, what kind of enmity they have with you." But don't you think it's sad that they want to kill you for the sake of profit?"

"You live in a world of blood and carnage, but you want to be a kind person. I want to ask you, is it the world that is too cruel to you, or is it because you yourself are too stupid"?

"You can even spare the person who killed your own sister, you let go of the revenge of the family, but what do you get in the end. Don't you think it's pitiful and ridiculous that the woman you love the most is now someone else's fiancée, and the woman who loves you is about to die with you on this ethereal peak"?

"You are a scourge, you want to protect the people around you, but you can only bring bad luck to them......

"What do you say, what is the point of your life"?

Yang Xiaofeng listened quietly and did not refute. Even, he didn't say a word at all.

yes, what's the point of him living?

He had asked himself this question countless times.

He had thought there was an answer, but now his answer was blurring again.

He kept his head down, staring at the sword in his hand. All the while, he just stared at the sword in his hand.

Perhaps, like humans, swords also have a fate.

Just as man cannot escape his fate, neither can the sword escape its fate.

The fate of the sword is to kill.

No matter what the reason for the sword is, whether it is protection or revenge, the end result is killing.

Swords were meant to kill. Killing is the value and meaning of the existence of the sword.

If a sword is hidden, it means that it has lost its original value.

After a long time, Yang Xiaofeng finally raised his head. His gaze finally moved from the sword in his hand to Duanmu Jing's face.

Immediately, turning around, his gaze followed him and scanned the people in the hall for a week, and finally, stopped on Luo Qingxue.

Then he laughed.

He smiled very lightly, just a faint smile, as he had done many times in the past and smiled lightly at Luo Qingxue.

However, the moment he laughed, Luo Qingxue's heart was broken in an instant, very completely, completely shattered, completely shattered into a piece of powder.

Yang Xiaofeng laughed, just because he suddenly felt that he was really ridiculous.

Suddenly, he was confused again. He couldn't understand what the people and things he cared about were still meaningful.

He doesn't understand anymore, what is the meaning of his persistence now?

Why did he insist, for Luo Qingxue, for a woman who was already someone else's fiancée?

The reason for the sword should have been to protect, but who else needs him to protect now?

He searched hard, he wanted to find out what he had left.

The answer is nothing.

Now, who will he give that warmth in his heart?

He had always thought he had a lot, but he didn't realize it until now. What he thought he had had never really belonged to him.

The only thing he had had was his loneliness, and the equally lonely sword in his hand.

At this moment, he smiled at Luo Qingxue again. His smile was still the same as before, as innocent as before, as gentle as before, as if his smile had never changed.

However, Luo Qingxue always felt that something was missing from Yang Xiaofeng's smile at this moment.

But what's missing?

Looking at his smile, she suddenly understood that his smile at this moment had lost the warmth it once had.

At this moment, although he was still smiling, he was smiling bitterly, and there was no warmth in his smile except for the thick sadness.

He was still smiling at her as he had done before, but his person had long since changed.

Today's Yang Xiaofeng is really no longer the Yang Xiaofeng of the past.

At the moment, there was less warmth in his smile.

Is it that at this moment, he has lost the person who can make him feel warm in his heart.

Before, he thought that no matter what time it was, no matter what happened, there was always a woman in this world that his heart could rely on.

My mother went, and my sister went. His relatives all left him one by one, but he always thought that there was still Luo Qingxue.

And now, now she no longer belongs to him. Just today, just now, she has become someone else's fiancée.

His life is too ridiculous and too sad.

Now, he finally realized that he was just one person from beginning to end. Perhaps, someone did walk into his heart, but now, she left quietly, with his heart, quietly left.

In the future, what is the meaning of his life?

Perhaps, death is the best way to end everything. End his life, end his attachment, end his concern and reluctance, end his love and hate. Let death put an end to all that is to him.

However, he can't die now, at least not now.

There was a woman waiting for him.

Perhaps, she is the last person in the world who treats him sincerely.

He had never given her anything before. Although, she also had extravagance.

However, even if it was a promise, even if it was to deceive her, he never said a word more to her.

After a soft gaze chuckling stayed on Luo Qingxue for a while, or after watching Luo Qing smile at her for a while, Yang Xiaofeng lowered his head again and quietly looked at the sword in his hand again. Never before had he valued his sword as much as he did now. Now, he finally discovers that in addition to his own loneliness, he has always been with the sword.

Perhaps, even his loneliness had left him at some point, but the sword did not. The only thing that never left him was his sword.

At this point, the sword is in the hand. At this moment, he felt so full inside.

At this moment, there is one more person waiting for him. Then, let him swing the sword in his hand for her last, and the only one.

Yang Xiaofeng didn't understand, and he didn't want to understand why there was so much killing and hatred in the world, and why, this world always couldn't tolerate kind people.

He just wants to be an ordinary ordinary person, but why, there are always people who want to kill him, and there are always people who want him to die?

Now, he has promised to kill himself, and he only begs the other party to let Lin Yuhan go. But why, they still want her to die?

Since this world has put away the last trace of kindness to him and her, then why not overturn this world for her sake.