After seeing who was coming, Xu Feng "subconsciously" breathed a sigh of relief. The person who came was none other than Han Lei, the most promising young man among the younger generation of Xu Feng's Hanyu tribe. Xu Feng still remembered this child. It was this child who made him know what the Leiyin Tianmai was.
"Captain Shi, my brother told me that you were injured. Are you okay?"
The young man had his brows lowered and his face looked sad. The animal skin coat on his body looked very old, and he was holding a box in his hand.
"This is the red blood grass my brother asked me to give you. It can heal wounds and replenish blood. Please accept it."
Han Lei stood under the stone wall and looked up at Xu Feng and said.
Xu Feng smiled gently and said to him, "Come up and talk."
Han Lei nodded nervously when he heard that, jumped onto the stone roof in a few steps, and also sat next to Xu Feng.
"I accept the gift. Please thank your brother for me." Xu Feng accepted the wooden box and said to Han Lei with a smile. There was no sense of language barrier when he spoke, as if he was a human born in the wilderness and could speak this language naturally.
However, Han Lei was not surprised at this change, but seemed to be paying attention to other things.
Han Lei's expression changed again and again, as if he wanted to say something.
"Tell me, what else do you want to talk to me about?"
Seeing Xu Feng looking at him with a smile and a look of fondness, Han Lei still did not notice that Xu Feng could speak so fluently, but lowered his head and said: "Brother Shi, I, I want to keep watch with you, I want to kill that damn Blood Immortal! I want to do it for Tiezhu and the others!"
"Brother Shi, please promise me that I will never cause any trouble for you! I know, I know they said that the Blood Immortal was killed, but I heard from my brother and my parents that it wasn't the case. I watched Tiezhu and the others grow up, and it was me who asked Tiezhu to teach him how to use a spear!"
"I only hate myself for being too weak. I don't want to hide in the stone house and wait for you to fight. I want to be with you! Even if I die here!"
Han Lei knelt beside Xu Feng with a determined and sad look on his face, and a few tears rolled down his face.
Xu Feng saw the young man knocking his head heavily on it, but he did not show any emotion like a normal person, but he still kept smiling.
Until a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes.
However, the boy did not see this scene.
"Okay, since you have this intention, I will keep you by my side. You sit behind me, and when we find the Blood Immortal, you can watch me kill him with your own eyes. However, I will not protect your life or death. If you die in the process, you die." Xu Feng stared at him with a flickering eye.
Han Lei waved his hands excitedly and said firmly: "I am not afraid of death!"
Then he stood up and sat one meter behind Xu Feng, sitting cross-legged like him and staring around vigilantly, with a hint of nervousness and excitement on his face.
Only after the young man sat down did Xu Feng close his eyes again.
But for some reason, when he closed his eyes, many childish faces suddenly appeared in his mind.
Those children are good friends of Abao. They were the first to accept him. They called him "Shitou" in his ears every day and did not treat him as an outsider at all.
Perhaps at the beginning, it was they who brought Xu Feng a sense of security and warmth.
But what about now?
Some children have already turned into a handful of dirt or a wisp of dust.
Their deaths...were not worth it.
They still have a lot of life to go through and a wonderful future to unfold. Who knows if there is another Xu Feng among them?
All hope was killed with death.
Suddenly, Xu Feng felt his Dao Spirit tremble, and the Dao patterns of the nine great ways actually began to slowly wander above his Dao Spirit, as if they had life.
After a long time, Xu Feng suddenly opened his eyes and whispered, "What do you think is fate?"
Han Lei, who was sitting behind Xu Feng, opened his eyes and glanced at his back, with a strange look on his face, "Brother Shi, what did you say? I don't understand."
Xu Feng spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he was pondering the answer to some question. An invisible aura of Taoism emanated from him, affecting the surrounding world. Even the young man's eyes suddenly became erratic, and he was affected.
"I ask you...what is fate."
"Destiny?" Han Lei was slightly startled, then frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't know, Brother Shi, what is destiny? Do you know?"
"I know something..." Xu Feng shook his head slightly, his tone carrying a hint of self-questioning, and he seemed to be discussing with Han Lei, "A person's life is full of twists and turns, and everything goes wrong in life. It's hard to live. This is fate."
Han Lei frowned, obviously not knowing why Xu Feng said that, but for some reason, he really wanted to know what fate was, as if Xu Feng's question just now had some kind of magic.
"Born rich and blessed with a smooth life, this is fate."
"Life is ordinary, with riches and poverty, good times and bad times. This is fate."
Xu Feng said softly with a sense of realization in his tone: "Born poor, it is your fate to live an ordinary life. Born poor, it is also your fate to live a dark and difficult life."
“Some people are born poor, but they spend their whole lives fighting, unwilling to be ordinary, and eventually become extraordinary and reach the pinnacle of life. This is fate.”
“Some people are born rich, but are unwilling to be mediocre, so they work hard and are unwilling to fall. In the end, they follow their fate and stand on another peak in life. This is still fate.”
“You work hard all your life, but in the end, you can’t achieve anything because of external forces or luck. This is fate.”
"Work hard all your life, but end up with a miserable ending. This is also fate."
"In this life, no one can escape the word 'fate', but only by living can one know whether one's fate is good or bad, and only then will the word 'fate' have real meaning."
The strange look in Han Lei's eyes became even stronger, and he said, "Brother Shi, what do you want to say?"
Xu Feng let out a long sigh, and finally looked down at his hands, as if he wanted to see clearly what the so-called fate pattern of the Tianji Pavilion was.
Suddenly, he whispered, "I'm gambling."
"What are you betting on?" Han Lei was shocked all over, suddenly waking up from his crazy mood, and then asked with a gloomy face.
"Gamble with my life." Xu Feng said softly.
"Kill you. If you are not a blood fairy, I will commit suicide to apologize. If you are, it means that my bet was right. I want to gamble and see whose life is better."
Xu Feng's tone was calm, but Han Lei behind him changed his expression, revealing a viciousness that was not normal for a normal person.
"Brother Shi, what do you mean?"
"I searched through all my memories, but I couldn't find a way to help me find the Blood Immortal."
"I know that human power is limited, but——"
As soon as Xu Feng finished speaking, the cold thunder suddenly leaped up and turned into a shadow and pounced on Xu Feng. Just when its fangs were about to pierce the skin on the back of Xu Feng's neck, Xu Feng disappeared.
"I made the right bet."
The next moment, Xu Feng appeared behind Han Lei with a smile on his face. This time, he directly mobilized all his strength. Whether it was He Dao or Quen Xue, Xu Feng in his prime was so powerful that even the Blood Immortal could not imagine!
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