Chapter 113 The irreconcilable end

The sky in the east finally couldn't help but spit out a red ball. The ball crawled up and up with joy, revealing his eyebrows, his eyes, and then his nose and mouth.

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During this long and short process, Mo Hun had been leaning against a big tree, quietly watching the sun rise as usual.

But on such a normal day, Mo Hun seemed to have never experienced it before, looking at the sun in his eyes, so intoxicated.

I can’t remember how long I spent quietly feeling nature like this. At this moment, the sunrise is really beautiful.

A wisp of wispy clouds, like a quilt thrown over by the sun, slowly floated around the sun, and then drifted aside with the wind.

The light of the morning sun shines on the earth, and of course it also includes the ink soul.

Quietly, it seemed that someone strolled to the top of the mountain, and when he saw the young man looking at the sunrise under the big tree, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Then this man quietly and quietly approached Mo Hun, and then jumped out in front of him unexpectedly.

"Hi, Hun Dan!" The little demon put one hand on his hip and put on an extremely charming pose, looking at Mo Hun's dumbfounded expression.

"Well, you are so dull."

"You are Hun Dan, I am not." The little demon stuck out his tongue and leaned on the other side of the big tree.

"Okay, I'm Hun Dan." Mo Hun said quietly, without even looking at the little demon from beginning to end.

Xiao Yao's eyes were originally filled with many words, but Mo Hun's indifferent expression made her keep many words in her stomach.

Smile~

Suddenly, a small butterfly started to dance, flew to Mo Hun's shoulder, flapped its wings twice, and flew to the little demon again.

The little demon raised a finger and welcomed the butterfly to land on it. The little demon looked at the butterfly carefully, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Butterflies also like butterflies?" Mo Hun said with a bitter smile.

"People also like people?" the little demon replied softly, as if he was so scared that the butterfly in his hand flew away.

"But if people can kill people, can butterflies kill their own companions?" Mo Hun looked at the brighter sunrise, his face getting darker and darker, and he asked worriedly.

The little demon was slightly startled when he heard this. He didn't see her speak for a long time. Mo Hun glanced sideways and asked again: "People can kill people, can butterflies kill butterflies?"

"You know this question better than me, right? You already have your own answer, right?" The little demon gently blew the butterfly off his hand and watched it dance in the air.

"Well, I should face this problem instead of just escaping." Mo Hun seemed to have made an extremely important decision and stood up suddenly. The big tree behind him fell in shock due to Mo Hun's vigorous momentum.

Many leaves fell, and the falling leaves were really sad and beautiful.

The next moment~~

A barren hilltop.

More than a dozen people dressed in various colors stood together and stared at the man in front of them.

This man is none other than Li Fei's son, Li Yun.

At this moment, Li Yunyuan no longer had the playful smile of the past. Instead, he was just calm and calm, and even more slightly sad.

The robes fluttering in the wind made a rustling sound in the wind.

Two groups of people looked at me and I looked at you, but no one spoke.

The crowd of more than ten people were all brothers who had died at the hands of Li Fei and Li Fei in the battle just now, and some of them were blood brothers.

At this moment, Li Fei is dead, and the hundreds of death knights under him have also disappeared. Therefore, all the hatred has been passed on to the only heir of Wangyun Village, Li Yun.

But anyone can see that although Li Yun is Li Fei's son, he has rarely appeared in Wangyun Village in the past. Li Yun has been wandering alone in the outside world like a lonely ghost until two years ago.

His predecessor died in a foreign country and was brought back to Wangyun Village by Li Yun.

At that time, Li Yun's throat was slit with a sword. Anyone who saw it, as long as he was not blind, could tell that this person was already hopeless.

But Li Fei didn't think so. In Li Fei's heart, there are no dead people, only dead hearts.

Yes~ If your heart is dead, what energy can you have to live?

If the heart does not die, even if the body does not obey its own orders, so what, if the heart is still there, the heart will fly. It can fly to where it wants to go without being restricted by the body. It can go wherever it wants to go without any worries.

Don't worry about anything.

It only took Li Fei three breaths to bring his son, who had been away for eighteen years, back to the environment where he should grow up.

If Li Yun had been awake, healthy, and intact at that time, he probably would not have stayed in this place for a moment.

How could Li Yun, with his lively and free-spirited personality, spend all day with a group of dead bodies? He didn't want to do that, and he definitely wouldn't do it.

But when Li Yun returned to Wangyun Village, he was already dead.

dead

There was no pulse or heartbeat, and every part of his body was cold and stiff.

Would such a dead person still have any thoughts about where he is?

Even if he has an idea, so what, does he still have a chance to change everything?

If he can't change all this, there is one person who can.

That person not only has the ability to bring the dead back to life, but can also make people who have died and come back to life stronger than before, both mentally and physically, that person is - Li Fei.

So Li Fei summoned Li Yun's soul that was flying in the sky, returned to his body, and used his own secret method to seal the soul into his body, creating a living dead.

This living dead person has his own thoughts, but his thoughts are bound by the magic, just like a lock is placed on his thoughts. Things locked with a lock will never see the light of day again.

But after the person who locked the lock dies, no one checks whether the lock is strong every day, so it is very likely that the lock will be opened by someone at a specific time.

Li Yun was the one who opened the lock. He broke through the ideological restrictions, became himself again, and completed a little-known resurrection.

At this moment, Li Yun stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the more than ten people in front of him. Finally, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said slowly: "If you want revenge, I have no other words. For the sake of fairness, I only allow each of you to

Give me a sword."

After Li Yun finished speaking, Yunxiu waved forward~

Scandium~

There was a sound of a sword hitting the rocks.

When he looked up, there were dozens of long swords on the originally flat ground. Each long sword was completely black, as if it came from hell, and each sword was half inserted.

It is inside the stone and half is outside, as if it grew out of the stone. But no one would think so, because they have all seen it. Someone inserted dozens of swords into the stone with a wave of his hand.

The dozen or so people all lowered their heads to look at their swords, then raised their heads to stare at Li Yun.

"Let's do it." Li Yun said coldly.

At that moment, it was as if someone softly sang a song of sorrow, which extended the originally short time infinitely.

The smoke cage at dusk, the pines and waters of the white mountains, several reincarnations in the dream, the remaining snow on the Tianshan Mountains and the trees at dusk.

Playing the jade flute, with tenderness and tenderness, it is like the setting sun.

Spread hatred and hatred on strangers' paths.

When a long wind blows, Hua Shang is in perfect condition, and Zi Ning dances in the wind.

The sky is full of snow, the long sword has left traces, the ruler is difficult to pass down, and life and death remain the same with sorrow and pity.

No one takes action, and no one wants to be the first to take action, for two reasons.

First, I am not sure that after thrusting out the sword, I can still see the sunrise in the east.

Second, I have no courage, because under a big tree behind Li Yun, there is a figure, a very light figure, but it is such a light figure, but it releases a pressure that cannot be ignored. That pressure,

It makes people breathless.

No one knows what to do next, just like no one knows why the sun shines so brightly.

It's just that the story must have an ending, and at this time, someone also made this ending.

A young man squeezed out from the crowd.

The boy was only fourteen years old.

At this time, the boy's eyes were slightly swollen from tears.

When the young man squeezed out, more than a dozen people felt nervous and secretly pulled him back many times, but he rushed forward again and again.

At this time, the young man finally squeezed out of the crowd and looked at Li Yun.

The young man looked at Li Yun with a very strange look. Li Yun had never seen such a look before, and there would never be such a look in the future.

For a long time, the young man did not make any move. Li Yun raised his eyes and looked at the young man again, and asked: "Why don't you take action?"

But the young man said confidently: "Why do you do it?"

"Because my father hurt your relatives and friends, is this reason enough?" Li Yun said.

"Your father killed that. What does it have to do with you? Even if you die a hundred times, what's the point." The young man said blankly, as if he had forgotten why he stood up.

Li Yun closed his eyes, not wanting to say anything more, not at all. He didn't want to hear his own voice, and he didn't want others to hear his voice.

However, a person appeared at this time, and his appearance forced Li Yun to open his eyes again.
To be continued...