Chapter 503: You even steal the cock, are you human?
When the pain before death fades away, it is a relief for those who live long.
After the plan failed, even when the storm came, we knew it would lead to a dead end.
Heading towards the dead end of this disaster.
On second thought, without immortality, dying is better than living in numbness.
The failure of the layout pushed Feng Yulai to the dead end he was supposed to take in the first place.
A dead end is a punishment, but it is also a reward for escaping from immortality. It’s a win-win situation either way.
Even when the wind and rain come, I don’t want to go home.
What he pursued was the five senses that everyone possesses, the five senses that allow one to perceive the heavens and the earth, the four seasons, the wind and rain, and the vastness of the mountains and seas.
He doesn't want to feel the warmth and coldness of human nature, and he doesn't want to go back to that home.
At the last moment of his life, he was unable to open his eyelids as the wind and rain came, watching the hideous faces rushing towards him, and looking at the blue sky through the narrow gap.
The sky is so blue.
Those who are lost cannot find their home.
At the last moment, Feng Yu Lai turned out to be He You, an outstanding senior graduate from University A.
The forgotten memories of childhood began to flash before my eyes frame by frame.
From the moment you are born, from the moment you cry your first cry, from the moment you begin to hear the sounds of the world.
No one loves him.
He is a child who has parents but no love from them.
There is no reason for birth, and there is no reason for life afterwards.
His natural introvert nature made him out of tune with his peers, his family, and places where people gathered.
He was dying.
He also fears death.
He You could only fantasize in his mind again and again, fantasizing about using death to exchange for his parents' regret and pain, and fantasizing about using death to punish everyone who didn't love him.
But, none of these people love him.
He You's death would be like a stone dropped into water, without causing any ripples.
For those who don't love him, He You's death is just a relief.
If he could choose where to die, He You would only want to die in an uninhabited mountain forest, under the blue sea, the farther away from the crowd, the better.
In the end, He You died in the place where the crowd was the densest.
The skeleton on the ground was broken into pieces, and the flesh and blood were blurred.
One could vaguely make out a blood-stained token, lying quietly at the position of the skeleton's heart.
Feng Yulai took the token discarded by Ye Xingzhou and died in Beidian City, a place where wooden butterflies drifted.
How can one be free? Born in a day of thunder and lightning, and died in a storm. He wanted to be free, but he had no freedom from birth to death.
A few wooden butterflies fell from the green paper umbrella. The umbrella tilted and the wooden butterflies fell down. The moment they fell, a few more wooden butterflies floated from behind.
Looking back at the flowing water at dusk.
Butterflies are flying all over the sky.
The undead of Beidian City all saluted him and then disappeared.
Instead, there are a scattering of wooden butterflies.
Wooden butterflies, thousands of pieces of paper.
May you have peace in your next life.
Mu Liushui lowered his eyelids, crushed the devil bone in his hand, and walked out of this place where the dead would not be buried.
Without the blessing of the magic bones, the temporarily recovered Beidian City was assimilated again in the last wood butterfly rain.
Mu Liushui did not look back.
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"How could Senior Brother Mu be a ghost cultivator!"
"Just now, I thought he was going to kill Ye Xingzhou with a sword!"
After the people of Yantian Sect recovered, the first thing that shocked them was the scene they had just seen.
"Junior Brother Ye, you know what, you really impressed me just now." Zhao Feng was rarely sincere.
Ye Xingzhou glanced sideways, Zhao Feng touched his nose and avoided his sight nervously.
With such a serious expression, Ye Xingzhou's eyebrows and eyes really had a bit of coldness, especially with his amazing cultivation level.
This put Zhao Feng under pressure, and he even stuttered when speaking.
"It's still not in shape." Fang Rong said with a serious expression, "This barrier won't hold for long. Everyone will be infected by it."
Zhao Feng touched his nose, rummaged through his trouser pocket for a long time, and took out a pancake.
He asked, "Do you want to eat?"
Fang Rong frowned, and his voice suddenly changed, "You can still eat it?!"
"Yes, yes, it's already this late, and you can still eat." Many people agreed.
Zhao Feng took a bite of the pancake, glanced at Ye Xingzhou, and muttered something incoherently.
"It's rare for us to get together, why not have a meal of lotus leaf chicken together?"
"Destroyed or destroyed, at least we are all here."
"We can still have a farewell dinner now, but if you get parasitized later, you won't have that chance."
I learned this good attitude from Ye Xingzhou.
The more Zhao Feng spoke, the more confident he became. He immediately took out Xiang Xiuyuanqin's roasted lotus leaf chicken from his storage bag, which he had treasured for a long time.
It has been hidden for so long, if not now, when will it be eaten? If you become immortal, you won’t have this blessing.
As soon as he took it out, Zhao Feng didn't have time to open the lotus leaf before several invisible hands grabbed it and snatched it away.
Before Zhao Feng could even see the figure clearly, the person was pushed out.
When he looked down again, he found that he was only holding a chicken's butt in his hand, and the lotus leaf chicken had disappeared.
???
Zhao Feng was shocked. He looked around and everyone looked normal. He couldn't tell who had robbed the item just now.
A gust of wind blew by, and when Zhao Feng lowered his head again, the chicken butt in his hand was snatched away.
"No?! You guys can't eat anymore!"
"It's already destroyed, so I have no appetite!"
Zhao Feng raised his voice, pointed at the person in front of him in disbelief and turned around.
"You even steal the cock, are you human?"
"You learned all these skills just to steal food from your fellow students?!"
Inhuman!
At this moment, Zhao Feng broke through the defense, sniffed wildly to locate the object, and reached out to grab it.
"Give me some, give me a bite, any meat will do...hurry up!"
If he hadn't eaten this bite, Zhao Feng would probably have bitten all his fellow disciples before they could even parasitize him.
Fang Rong was stunned when he saw Zhao Feng's defense being broken, and his eyes gradually fell on Du Lang's hands behind his back.
The hand was holding a chicken thigh.
Disciple after disciple passed by and casually pulled off a piece of chicken leg to eat.
At this moment, these disciples came and went without a trace, without a sound, and the assessment did not require so much effort.
Fang Rong hesitated for three seconds, then tore off two pieces of chicken thigh meat.
"Do you want to eat?"
He turned his head and asked Ye Xingzhou, but as soon as he raised the shredded chicken in his hand, it was eaten by a quick mouth.
“…”Is it necessary to be so fast?
Fang Rong wanted to grab some more meat, but when he turned around, Du Lang only had a chicken leg bone in his hand.
Well, he shouldn't have hesitated.
Fang Rong looked at the sky and said to Ye Xingzhou, "Wait another half an incense stick."
The wind and clouds were rolling, and the heavy atmosphere of the crowd was livened up by a lotus leaf chicken.
The sound of fighting reached my ears, and for a moment, Yantian Sect was still the usual Yantian Sect.
Fang Rong brushed the white hair at Ye Xingzhou's temples and pursed his lips gently, "You... accept my condolences."
Ye Xingzhou lowered his eyelids, "Yeah."
Fang Rong thought that Ye Xingzhou had suffered such a great blow that he couldn't recover.
Just like Fang Rong when he first discovered the truth about the world, he couldn't recover and couldn't break free from the shackles of heaven.
I still remember that I went down the mountain at first with the intention of digging Ye Xingzhou’s ancestral grave, and later on.
Experience can change a person dramatically.
His past behavior now seemed childish and brainless. If it weren't for the friendship between fellow disciples, Fang Rong would have been beaten up long ago.
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