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Chapter 173 Yunmeng Ze Spring Miasma

"Asai, where did you hear these stories? You said history is written by the victors, so can you be sure that the history of the losers is true," the astrologer asked.

The Easterner sighed: "Who knows, history will always be history, so what if we find the truth? After all, we live in the present, Brother Jonah,"

The young man nodded.

After walking in silence for a while, Jonah spoke again: "By the way, you just said you wanted to ask me a question, what was it?"

Asai's pace slowed down, and his expression seemed a little hesitant. He absently played with the golden spikes at the end of his braid, and said hesitantly: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just a little guess, so I'll leave it alone..."

"Say it, Asay, any question is fine," Jonah looked into his eyes candidly.

"Okay," Dongfangren made up his mind, turned around and looked directly into the 17-year-old boy's face, and asked, "Are you in love with Long Ji?"

The sharp question pierced Jonah's soul like a sharp sword, "...what?" Not knowing how to react, he looked away in panic.

"You heard my question, Brother Yona," the Assassin King Simion Longchang said calmly.

"No, how is it possible...she...no, Miss Long Ji is just an important partner of the Pitchfork Team to me, I mean..." The 17-year-old boy felt blood rushing to his cheeks, and he fled in panic. , explained, shrinking, like a deer trapped in a trap struggling in vain, "...I mean, I don't understand this kind of thing like love at all. The most important thing now is to rescue him, join everyone, and then collect artifacts to save him. Mr. Living Room Leader...please don't misunderstand me, Asai, I really, I really..."

The Easterners looked leisurely at the distant sky: "Human life is too short, Brother Jonah,"

"...What did you say," Jonah did not expect Asai to say such a thing suddenly.

"The lifespan of a dragon is almost endless, and trees can grow for thousands of years. Even the elf in your jar, which is the remnant of the elemental elf who participated in the Second Ancient War and was almost wiped out, has a long lifespan of more than eight hundred years. , from their perspective, we humans are as insignificant as insects and ants. Decades of time pass by in a blink of an eye. If we cannot see one ten thousandth of this wonderful world, the god of death, Wumang, will appear in front of us. Holding the sickle, he showed a humble smile of 'Welcome to hell'..." As he spoke, Asai bent down and picked off a leaf of dragon grass. There was a white cocoon hanging on the back of the leaf. The Assassin King squared the cocoon on the back of his hand. , the light blue light overflowed from the skin and wrapped the cocoon, the cocoon began to twist and dance, opening the gaps, a pair of wet wings slowly opened, vibrating in the moist air, "Brilliant or mediocre, rich or poor , what’s the point? The clock is ticking. We are just walking faster or slower on the road to the end of our short life. What are we fighting for? Why do we let our hands be stained with blood? Why do we cry in sadness and force ourselves to smile? Pretending to be strong, what do you think, Brother Jonah?"

The 17-year-old boy stared at the newly born butterfly in ecstasy. What a beautiful butterfly it was. Its colorful wings shone brightly. A breeze blew by, and it flew up lightly, drawing a line in the air. Neon, "...I don't know, Asai, I don't know...your question is too difficult for me..." he replied with a sigh.

The butterfly in the sky suddenly stopped flying. The butterfly that was forcibly poured with life force and emerged from the cocoon spent its life in a few seconds. Its wings began to become dim and dull, and turned into powder. Before it fell to the ground, It turned into a wisp of quicksand and was blown away by the wind, and Jonah exclaimed.

"I don't know either, Brother Yona, philosophy is the biggest headache for me. I don't understand anything just like you." Asai turned around and stretched out his hands to grab the young man's shoulders, "But I know What to do?" He stretched out his hand and touched Jonah's heart gently. He did not know what kind of magic was used. The astrologer felt warmth pouring into his body, and his heart was beating so hard, pumping hot blood into his body. All limbs and bones.

"If you want to love, love with all your strength," the King of Assassins stared into the young man's eyes with bright eyes and said, "If you want to hate, then hate with all your strength. If you want to go somewhere, just run there with big strides. Life is too short. We don’t have time to pity ourselves or look at ourselves in the mirror. Whatever you want to do, just do it regardless of anything. Even if the gods and Buddhas in the sky come to block your way, it doesn’t matter. There are endless mountains and the sea of ​​divine blessings. So what in front of you? Even if all the gods and rivers and seas in the world are your enemies, will this weaken the love and hate from your heart by half? If you don’t face your heart and pursue what you believe in, So what is the difference between this short life and an insect hiding in a cocoon all its life and refusing to come out?"

Jonah stared blankly at the man opposite him, feeling that the Eastern man's eyes were burning with flames, fearless, willful, and unyielding fire of life, "But... between Long Ji and you... you... ...And we...our age..." He stammered, feeling that the flame was igniting his soul, his blood began to boil, and the hot emotions he had never felt boiled his brain, making the whole world boil. It's crumbling, and the many barriers you've set up are crumbling.

"Ah, you are such an ignorant idiot, Brother Yona," Adaidao, "The person standing in front of me now is not the King of Assassins, Simion Longchang, the bad guy who has killed countless people and is famous in the mainland; I am Your friend Asai, I have bravely taken the initiative to speak, what else do you dare not admit?" He patted his chest, "Listen to the sound it makes, the heart will not pretend, I love She has nothing to do with you, and if you love her, what does it have to do with her? If love is measured by time, age and status, wouldn't it be the biggest joke in the world?"

"I, I..." Yona stood there with complicated thoughts, looking at the smiling man opposite.

Long Shenlin in front had already walked far away and found that they were lagging behind. He stopped and waited quietly on the gray water.

"I..." The 17-year-old boy opened his mouth with difficulty.

The water droplets falling from the dragon grass leaves made a soft tinkling sound.

"I think I love her..." the astrologer lowered his head and whispered.

He never imagined that these words would come out of his own mouth, and the words would disappear in the boundless water of Yunmengze. The young man slowly raised his head, and with great nervousness and guilt, he slowly moved his eyes to Asai's face. Kong, his ears were ringing, and his whole body was feeling hot. D. Jonah II had never experienced such an embarrassing moment in his short life of seventeen years.

The cotton jacket is not dyed, and the oil -shiny braids hang on the neck, the resolute jaw, and the corner of the mouth of the smile, the corner of the assassin's mouth slowly shows a smile, which can make the snow and snow melt. Fortunately, I always want to ask you along the way, but I always dare not speak ... "Forssie took a long breath, patted his chest, and laughed:" This is good, otherwise I always feel you There is a somewhere between me, Brother Jona, just like what I said, to love hard, this is your right, Brother Jona, ""

"Sorry, Seya," Jona trembling her lips, "... I don't know why they have such feelings for Long Ji, maybe, it may be when the cherry crosses ... but I know she has a lover , She traveled through the world to find you, and later he heard Elli's story between you. I, I have no position to talk about the word love, sorry ... "

"Look at what you are talking about," Seza easily held the young man's shoulder. "Long Ji is a good girl, it is strange to fall in love with him. In a sense, there is a common language between us. What, after all, have the same aesthetic view, haha ​​... "

The astrological warlock lowered his head ashamed: "But this is still I'm not right ... how do you see that I am to Long Ji ..."

"As long as it is not a fool, everyone can see that your partners, the dragon family boy, everyone should see it," the Oriental pointed at Long Shenxin in the distance, "hearing that Long Ji was taken away The news, you didn't hesitate at all. I want to go to the dragon's house to save her, right? You know you can't beat the big characters of the Dragon family, right? Just want to rush over to desperately, right? "

"But ..." Jona said.

"You are a amazing man, brother Jona, I saw the will of death from your face. You are on the journey with your determination to die," Stranger, "Don't be confused anymore, what you do, what you do Everything is correct, let us work hard together, save the beloved woman from the danger, and then consider other things, "

Jona nodded with his teeth, "I know, but I won't confess to Long Ji, after all, you ... I just need to silently ..."

Oriental people stretched out their hands and held his hand tightly: "Don't say more, you know, I am a person who has no friends, I always think you are very similar to a relative of mine, occasionally you will have an illusion ..." Speaking of it When he was here, his expression was stunned, but he quickly returned to his normal state. He turned around and said, "Ah, it's not too early, let's continue the road. There is still a long way to go before it is dark. Let's go, ""

Getai waved his hand to Long Shenfa, and began to move forward. Jona walked beside him and looked at the relaxed look on the Oriental's face. Suddenly, a idea suddenly floated: from today, he became the spirit of the assassin's organization. Is the leader, the king of the assassin, the rivals of Simyen, Longyu.

This sentence sounds very unreal and terrible, but the 17 -year -old teenager has no fear in his heart, just full of blame, this damn emotion ... If there is no such non -distinction, your partner will always be partners. Friends will always be forever. Being with you, how good it should be, how good it is,


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