A lamp is like a bean, even if there is no breeze blowing, it is still swaying, just like a life on the verge of life and death. It is not known when it will be destroyed, and at most there is only a helpless sigh.
Although he deliberately hides the feeling of closeness on weekdays, he often teases Mu Yun. But when it comes to this moment of separation, Xiao Lei is still overwhelmed with grief.
With tears in her eyes, she could only hear a soft voice sighing softly: "The matter has come to this, and you can't force it. Lei'er, you have tried your best, but life, old age, illness and death are destined, and you must face it bravely."
The slender body trembled slightly, and Xiao Lei finally couldn't bear it anymore, and buried himself in the warm embrace of the beautiful woman beside him. After a while, he sobbed and said: "Aunt Meng, is there really no other way? No matter what the conditions are.
, as long as we can do it, we must save him at all costs."
"Aunt Meng" lovingly stroked away the tears on Xiao Lei's face, but still slowly shook her head and said: "Manpower is sometimes poor, unless there is a great elixir in this world, otherwise... alas..."
Seeing that Xiao Lei in her arms was getting more and more hurt, "Aunt Meng" couldn't help but feel emotional. After a slight hesitation, she said softly: "Lei'er, do you know why your master has all his hair turned white?"
Xiaolei was startled when he heard this, and said in a hoarse voice after hesitation: "Isn't it because my adoptive father abandoned my master and insisted on going south to help Aunt Feng that my master became so angry?"
"Aunt Meng" smiled bitterly and said: "Idiot, the two of them have always been harmonious with each other, how could it really be for this reason?"
Xiao Lei was not surprised, he just said in a low voice: "What is that for? Can you tell me?"
"Aunt Meng" gently brushed Xiaolei's hair and said in a low voice: "I feel great sadness, great shame and great regret. If you are a person of true love and nature, you will inevitably grow old overnight."
Xiao Lei seemed to be shocked, and after a moment he said, "Aunt Meng means...my master has also experienced life and death?"
"Aunt Meng" nodded slightly and said: "That is true, but even the deepest pain will be healed at some time. Sitting in the city of sorrow is just a stupid person. If you want to live up to the wishes of the deceased, then why bother?
What?"
Xiao Lei was silent for a while, then nodded and sighed quietly: "Aunt Meng, don't worry, I understand everything."
"Aunt Meng" observed her words and had already noticed the reluctance in Xiaolei's words. She knew that she should not act too hastily. She could only cough lightly and said: "That's good. Things are complicated tonight. I need to pay more attention. You can accompany me."
It’s his last journey.”
Xiaolei hummed softly and watched "Aunt Meng" leave in a hurry. She couldn't help but shed tears again. She pursed her lips slightly and murmured to herself: "Great sadness, great sorrow, great shame and regret, I don't know.
Am I the most sincere person, or will my hair turn gray overnight?"
While Xiao Lei was weeping and complaining, he suddenly heard a person behind him exclaim: "You don't know how, because for you, this is not great compassion or grief, at least you haven't realized it yet."
Xiaolei was startled, and before he could even shout a question, the Shentang point on his vest was hit by a powerful force.
Although this latent energy was gentle, its strength was not light. Xiao Lei's whole body was sore and numb immediately, and he could not move at all.
The usual acupuncture technique is to use one's own internal force to block the flow of the opponent's Qi veins, just like building a dike on a river. Of course, the reach of the force is limited, but if the energy is used properly, one can break through the restriction on his own.
But the attacker's attack just now was unusual. The soft potential seemed to be alive. It followed the meridians on its own and spread quickly throughout the body. It seemed to freeze the entire "river", leaving the opponent with no chance of reversal.
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However, what is even more astonishing is that she was able to invade Xuanming Town silently. It should be noted that the mysterious forest on the periphery of this place has a wide array of strange formations, and the subtleties in them are difficult for even experts to decipher.
Now that she has gone straight in, it can be seen that she has already become familiar with the key points of the formation, and her cultivation level is not trivial.
Xiaolei's mind was spinning and he couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. Just as he was paying no attention to it, he heard the person coughing: "You don't need to be panicked. I just don't want others to see my true face. I don't have any ill intentions towards you."
Although the voice was extremely plain, Xiao Lei could hear a lingering sadness in it. For a moment, somehow, she felt that this voice was completely trustworthy, even enough to make people obey her orders.
The visitor seemed to sense what Xiaolei was thinking, and casually released the restraint in her throat, and then sighed softly: "This young man has a naughty nature and has no direction. It is his destiny to go through this calamity, but after all, he has not yet
There is no way to save yourself."
When Xiao Lei heard this, he felt as if he suddenly saw light in the dark night, and exclaimed: "Really? Do you have a way to save him?"
The visitor hummed, "I have a way, but..."
Xiao Lei was immediately overjoyed and said hurriedly: "Then you hurry up and save him. No matter what the conditions are, I agree to you."
The visitor paused for a moment, and then said solemnly: "Really, no matter what the conditions are? What if you are asked to sacrifice your life?"
Xiaolei was stunned for a moment, feeling confused and confused, speechless and not knowing how to answer.
The visitor was not surprised, but sighed and said: "There is nothing more bound by friendship in the world than the promise of life and death. Although you have a compassionate heart, after all, the friendship has not yet arrived, so how do you know what great compassion and grief are?"
Xiaolei felt ashamed after hearing this, and after a while he murmured: "It's not that I don't want to, Master often said that doctors have a parental heart, even if I don't owe him anything, I will definitely try my best to save her. But I am really doubtful and sacrifice my own life."
How can we save his life?"
The visitor pondered for a moment, and finally said calmly: "There is something on you that can bring the dead back to life, but this thing is related to your life and safety, so you need to make a careful decision."
Xiaolei was hesitant when he heard this, but then he heard another voice: "How much can you remember about your life experience?"
Xiaolei did not expect that the other party would ask such a question, so he hesitated and said: "Since I can remember, I have only had my foster father and my master around me. Do you know my life experience?"
The visitor said slowly: "What if I say that this young man is your brother?"
Xiao Lei's eyes widened and he exclaimed: "What?! You said he is... my brother? How is this possible? My adoptive father and master never mentioned it."
The visitor did not argue, but said coldly: "Whether you believe this or not is up to you, but at this time only you as... my sister can save him. Are you willing?"
Xiao Lei had mixed feelings in his chest, not knowing whether to believe it or not. After a while, he suppressed his sobs and said with all his strength: "If you really have a way, I will be at your mercy, but if you lie to me, even if he and I both do
Even if you are wronged, I will never let you rest."
The visitor breathed a sigh of relief and then coughed: "So you are willing?"
Xiaolei closed her beautiful eyes slightly and said in a hoarse voice: "You...just do it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Lei's heart felt like a giant pestle, and the pain of being ripped away from his soul instantly hit his whole body. Before his consciousness became blurred, he could only hear a soft sigh, but he didn't know whether it was compassion or relief.