I take my brother as the bright moon [rebirth]

Chapter 55

The visitor still had a delicate and elegant appearance, with slender and beautiful fingers placed beside the wheelchair, but the only difference was that the gentleness that always existed in the eyebrows and eyes was gone.

Instead, there was emptiness.

He Jue didn't look at Yan Tang, but stretched out his hand, and easily scattered the wolf that was biting Ling Shan's arm.

There was an astonishing light in Ling Shan's eyes, and his low smile gradually turned into a wild laugh.

"I won't die, I said it!"

Ling Shan curled his mouth and put one hand on He Jue's shoulder, "Thank you."

He Jue didn't speak, his brows and eyes drooped slightly, and after a while, he turned his head and looked at Yantang and Ji Changyi who were standing on the other side.

Yantang's mind went blank, "You..."

He Jue looked at Yan Tang, but did not speak.

There was a sarcastic smile on the corner of Ling Shan's mouth, "Aren't you trying to kill me?"

"If I die, He Jue will die too." Ling Shan's eyes were full of malice, "Yantang, can you do it?"

Yan Tang was startled, looked at the person in the wheelchair, and after a while, asked in a daze: "Senior brother He Jue, you already knew Ling Shan's purpose, didn't you?"

He Jue looked away, and responded in a low voice, "Yes."

Yantang's fingertips trembled, and he took a step back involuntarily.

For the past two years, the only person he trusted was He Jue.

He Jue will help him plant fireflies, drink and talk with him, and is the only person he trusts.

But in the end, this was considered by him to be the cleanest person on Mo Changshan.

It has already fallen into this quagmire.

Ling Shan saw Yan Tang's disbelief, and his smile remained unchanged, "Of course he knows, after all, he is from the Feng family, and he gave me that book himself."

"Really." Ling Shan looked down at the man in the wheelchair, "The last only son of the Feng family."

He Jue's eyelashes began to tremble violently.

Shocked, Yantang looked at He Jue fixedly, the sense of incompatibility and familiarity that had been lingering in his heart, at this moment finally lifted off the fragile tulle, revealing his true face.

He Jue.

It was in the secret realm, enjoying the plum blossoms with him, the child who was left in the darkness.

He felt the sense of familiarity from the child, and the sense of intimacy from He Jue.

There are explanations.

Yantang's mind was full of mirrors, but it was as if he was standing alone in the air, unable to see below or feel where he was going.

Fluttering, nowhere to go.

At this moment, Yan Tang felt that the hand beside him was tightly grasped, pulling him out of the nothingness.

Ji Changyi looked at Yantang firmly.

Obviously there was no word, but Yantang's heart suddenly fell to the ground.

He Jue also seemed to have packed up his thoughts, and slowly raised his head, his eyes regained a sense of calm, with a bit of emptiness.

"Long time no see." He Jue curled his lips suddenly, "After the secret realm, this is the first time I have met you with this identity."

Yantang took a deep breath, "Do you know what happened in the secret realm?"

"Naturally." He Jue smiled, "I created the secret realm, so I naturally know that when you entered the secret realm, I was also pulled in, and I saw everything."

"I am very grateful to you." He Jue said, with a trace of familiar tenderness on his face, "Because of your existence, I have left the only good memory."

Yantang's lips trembled, and his eyes turned sore, "What's going on with you and Ling Shan?"

He Jue pushed the wheelchair, and turned to look at Ling Shan who was at the side.

"I think you all know about the death formation. The only accident is that I didn't die in the secret realm." He Jue said, but when he mentioned these past events, he seemed like a bystander.

"That man, that is, my father, finally regained some sanity after being covered in blood. He didn't kill me, but forced all his cultivation into my body."

The bloody man appeared in his mind, and the hands that were still stained with mother's blood caressed the side of his face.

"Ahe, I'm sorry."

The man was full of killing intent, but his tone was sad as if he was crying.

The death row is broken.

He lay alone and stood in the blood of the bones.

He Jue's tone was light, "Because of too strong cultivation, my hamstrings were broken, and I never stood up again. I found the so-called Feng Family's Ascension Method book, took him with me, and survived."

With just a few words, Yan Tang dared not imagine how the child, who was only a few years old at that time, walked out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

"Maybe it's because my father's cultivation is too strong, or maybe it's because of the Feng family's curse that I became an immortal monster, living forever." He Jue curled his lips, but was a little sarcastic .

"The curse of the Feng family is that no one can ascend, and generations have been trapped by ascending."

"A tragic death is the fate of every Feng family."

He Jue closed his eyes, "So I thought of a way to break the curse. I found a person, told him the method of ascension, and transferred the curse of the Feng family to that person. As long as that person can successfully ascend, the curse will be destroyed." cracked."

Yan Tang looked compassionate, "So..."

"Yes." He Jue lowered his head, "I found Ling Shan, he has ambition and obsession, and I reached an agreement with him."

Ling Shan heard this and looked at He Jue.

It was indeed He Jue who brought him to this position.

He was just an ordinary disciple at the time, and he was bullied because of his slave background. The appearance of He Jue made him embark on this path.

But it was also the first time he heard about the Feng family in such detail.

"If I die, you will die too." Ling Shan whispered, his eyes were rarely calm, "You must guard me and watch me succeed in ascension. When the time comes, you will become an ordinary person and live the life you want , and I will get what I want."

"Yes..." He Jue lowered his eyes and exerted a little force on the hand beside him, "I did think so before."

He Jue raised his head and looked at the sky.

There is no cloud in the sky, and the birds take pictures.

The sound of flesh and blood piercing came from the side.

Blood stained the pool red.

Yantang's pupils constricted for a while, his face turned pale, and his mouth was opened.

He Jue's gaze slowly descended from the sky, and landed on Yantang not far away.

He also thought about it, just like ordinary people.

He was envious, but later, he was not envious.

Because if it happened again, he still wanted to—

Reunited with the old boy.

Yantang rushed to He Jue's side.

Behind Ling Shan, at some point, the puppet had arrived behind Ling Shan, and the puppet's arm pierced Ling Shan's chest.

Blood was gurgling out.

Ling Shan stared wide-eyed, looking at the person in the wheelchair in disbelief.

"you……"

However, before he finished speaking, Ling Shan lowered his head and didn't breathe anymore.

Yantang's fingertips trembled slightly, he squatted down, and looked at He Jue in the wheelchair.

Visible to the naked eye, He Jue's face gradually turned pale, and the texture of the skin and even the blue veins underneath were faintly visible.

It seems that in the next second, the whole person will turn into nothingness and disappear in place.

"He Jue." Yan Tang looked at He Jue, his heart seemed to be pinched by something, causing waves of pain.

He Jue looked down at Yan Tang, with gentle eyes, hair hanging from his shoulders, his eyes were a little sour, but he smiled.

"Yantang." He Jue stretched out his hand, held Yantang's face in his arms, lightly touched Yantang's forehead, with a hint of sadness in his tone, but also seemed relieved, "Why do you say, we are completely different, But I can't let you go?"

Yantang's lips trembled, and he felt the trembling of He Jue's palms. He tried his best to pull out a smile, but it was uglier than crying, "Yeah, it's really strange. We are completely different, but why can I see myself in you?" Where's the shadow?"

The two looked at each other, seeing themselves in each other's eyes.

He Jue's palm slipped, and he fell out of the wheelchair. Yan Tang hurriedly hugged him, He Jue's head was buried in Yan Tang's shoulder, and his voice was indiscernible.

"Will you kill me?"

"Will you... kill me?"

Yantang let out a sob from the depths of his throat, hugging He Jue.

It was like hugging that child in a secret realm.

That child also opened his empty eyes and asked him.

"Will you kill me?"

"will not."

He will not.

But you are still dead.

Yantang hugged He Jue tightly, he could feel the side of his face was wet, and some salty cold water seeped into the corner of his mouth.

That brother He Jue, who is as gentle as jade, elegant and elegant.

On this sunny day.

Melted away in the rippling pool water.

All dust settled.

With a sour, warm taste.

The author has something to say: the dust has settled.

The end of the text of the next chapter (refill~)