Chapter 502: Storm Comes, Death
Feng Yulai squinted his eyes, and his nose was cut by the token.
The pain makes my nose sore and my eyes tear up.
For him, an ordinary cut would cause pain magnified hundreds of times.
This is a punishment.
It is the punishment of longevity.
He just wanted to change into a yang body and go home. What did he do wrong?
The wind and rain came and the breath suddenly became clear, laughter overflowed from the throat, and tears flowed from the corners of the eyes.
Ye Xingzhou didn't want to go home but he could.
He wanted to go home but couldn't.
Now, no one needs to worry about it.
No one has found the last summoning scroll, and no one can go back. Everyone has to be assimilated and become one of the game's NPCs.
Feng Yulai did not say these things. He was defeated, not honest.
Why should Ye Xingzhou know this?
Everyone becomes the same NPC for unknown reasons, and they feel mentally balanced when the storm comes.
His laughter and panting were mixed together, and tears slid down the corners of his mouth. It was really chaotic.
Ye Xingzhou glanced at it, looked away, turned around and walked up the stairs.
The wind and rain came, and through the gap in my eyes, I saw the back of a person walking up the stairs.
He smiled and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. The dried blood on his palms stained the corners of his eyes, like tears blooming into plum blossoms.
"Ye Xingzhou."
"Do you still remember An Jingyuan?"
This place name made Ye Xingzhou pause, and then he returned to normal.
Anjingyuan, a residential area in the wealthy area.
Ye Xingzhou was fortunate enough to have sent a cake there eight months before his time travel.
At that time, Ye Xingzhou delivered the cake to the designated house number 01 as requested.
The door was tightly closed. At the moment a hand quickly reached out to take the cake, the sound of a vase breaking and a quarrel came from the narrow gap in the door.
The sound of men and women arguing, along with the retracted hand, was perfectly soundproofed by the door the moment it closed.
Now, Ye Xingzhou's faded memories began to become clear.
The name of the recipient of the cake receipt was He You.
He You watched Ye Xingzhou walk away, raised his lips and chuckled.
He had met Ye Xingzhou a long time ago.
In fact, it was earlier than the first time Ye Xingzhou remembered meeting him, a year ago in modern times.
But Ye Xingzhou forgot about him.
I forgot about that little episode that only He You cared about.
It was raining that day, my parents were arguing again, and the game design had reached a bottleneck. I was so upset by the wind and rain that I decided to leave home to relax.
There is a street along the river in City B called Jiangjing Road. Under the illumination of the city’s neon lights, the river view is picturesque.
When the wind and rain come, I put on my headphones, zip up my jacket, and walk along the river again and again.
My aimless walk was distracted by the sound of an emergency brake and something heavy falling to the ground.
He looked up.
In the puddle, a man in a raincoat climbed up awkwardly.
He took off his helmet, his broken glasses fell off, and his handsome features came into view.
The raindrops affected his vision, fogging up his lenses. Ye Xingzhou couldn't see the road clearly, and happened to fall off his electric scooter into the side of a drainage pit. (Chapter 366)
The cake in the trunk was deformed due to the fall.
He You watched from afar, watching Ye Xingzhou turn on his phone, click a few times, pick up his electric scooter and put it aside, then sit on the ground, open the cake box and start eating.
The whole process was orderly and extremely calm, with no anger or scolding at all.
Perhaps the neon lights were too bright that night, perhaps the raindrops fell too fast, or perhaps Ye Xingzhou was too calm.
He You stood there and watched quietly for a long time, so long that Ye Xingzhou raised his head and squinted his eyes to look in his direction.
Seeing that there was a person standing by the river, Ye Xingzhou calmly took out a fork, nodded at him and asked casually.
"Do you want to eat?"
He You lowered the brim of his hat and walked over.
Two people sat on the river bank.
No one communicates with anyone else.
Just eating the cake bite by bite, watching the surging waves again and again.
The incessant rain made the wet clothes feel bone-chillingly cold. After Ye Xingzhou finished eating the cake, he picked up the garbage and left it to He You.
Instead of leaving behind a second sentence.
"Take care of the trash yourself. I'm going back to sleep."
There are no trash cans on Riverview Road.
If you want to throw away garbage, you can only walk back.
Keep walking back, until you reach the busy streets, until you are completely away from the river bank, away from the boundless river bank.
Don't go into the river, don't go into the dead end.
This equally embarrassed man saw He You's suicidal thoughts and left a reminder.
The wind by the river is colder and cooler than the wind among the crowd.
He You wiped his face to get rid of the rain, then took out the cake list that was soaked in rain, wrote down the address, and also remembered Ye Xingzhou's name.
This was their first meeting, and also the beginning of their lives.
But here we are.
The cause and effect are entangled. He You has forgotten this life and wants to take away Ye Xingzhou's life.
Now, the intertwined fates have brought He You back to that rainy night.
He returned to the rainy night when he first decided to die.
The difference this time is that He You doesn't want to die. He has the desire to live, but there is no way to survive.
He You glanced sideways, staring at the figure walking away.
When the figure reached the end, the umbrella of the person standing on the other side of the stairs tilted down a few inches.
The evening stream tilted the umbrella, blocking the view.
He subconsciously blocked not only his gaze, but also Ye Xingzhou's peripheral vision.
However, he was overthinking it. Ye Xingzhou didn't even glance at him. He just walked past calmly and returned to the barrier.
The dusk flows and the water droops its eyelids.
Ye Xingzhou didn't kill him now because he still needed him to kill Feng Yulai.
After killing Fengyulai, Mu Liushui will be doomed.
Mu Liushui's gaze fell on the umbrella ribs, and he slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he had already made a decision.
He only wants Master.
The original Master, the true Master.
Mu Liushui walked quickly down the stairs, turned his wrist, and a black jade sword emitting black energy appeared.
This sword is filled with demonic energy, and Mu Liushui is also emitting demonic energy. In Yantian Sect, the sober people have seen everything.
"Mu Liushui has been possessed by a demon!"
"He's actually possessed by a demon!"
"No, it's not a demon. The black energy is even thicker. It's a ghost cultivator! Ye Xingzhou, be careful!"
In the eyes of everyone who was either shocked or in disbelief, Mu Liushui did not hurt Ye Xingzhou. Instead, he stabbed Feng Yulai's heart with a sword and dragged him into the blue vortex.
Before entering the whirlpool, Ye Xingzhou saw clearly that he had a magic bone on his waist.
After the right protector stabbed Ye Xingzhou with the magic bone, the magic bone was taken away by Mu Liushui.
Now Mu Liushui comes with wind and rain, using magic bones to drive and restore the time of Beidian City.
There are still countless undead souls waiting for revenge in Beidian City. He will not die so easily when the storm comes.
Mu Liushui inserted the magic bone into the center of Beidian City, and the range of assimilation recovered visibly.
He glanced at the person lying on the ground and entered the vortex again.
This time, Mu Liushui went to the ghost world, and when he appeared again, he was holding a beautiful woman's head in his hand.
Taking away Feng Yulai's head, Feng Yulai truly lost his ability to resurrect. (Chapter 320)
Mu Liushui stood on the periphery, quietly watching the undead gathering and biting madly.
He fulfilled his original promise: to fight evil with evil.
Watching with my own eyes, I endure all kinds of different kinds of pain when faced with wind and rain.
The infinitely magnified senses will make him experience extreme pain, while the magic bones will keep him awake.
Fengyu was in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound, but it was still disgusting. His bloodstained eyes stared at the direction of Mu Liushui.
When pain consumes you, the wind and rain will not forget to silently remind the evening flowing water.
Remind Mu Liushui of the evil he has committed.
This process lasted for a long time.
It was so long that the wind and rain came and the last undead ghost pounced over. The soul of the person in the pool of blood dissipated, leaving only the skeleton.
When the wind and rain come, death occurs.
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