The night has quietly come.

After a war, the day and night change is like the cold cycle of heaven, and it will not break the laws between heaven and earth for a specific person.

No matter how powerful that person is, it won't work.

At this time, the national master's eyes were bright, as if there were flames, burning under these beautiful and evil pupils. His eyes moved down and fell on the empty broken arm of You Wuming.

At this moment, Zhang Chu's arm seemed to have a little pain, and he seemed to feel the pain when the child broke his arm.

At this moment, Zhang Chu finally felt a little guilty on his face.

"I forced you away, it was me who was wrong.

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Wuming, I shouldn’t have said that to you in Lin'an, and I shouldn’t have let you do that. I’m too much.”

Zhang Chu choked up.

It's not that he wants to cry.

But the heat in his body was too much and too great, which made him unable to bear it. His body was about to collapse. He said to the worry-free who kept crying when he looked at him in an extremely hoarse voice:

"I have to let you make a choice between me and your friend, but I can't bear it. After losing Xiaolan and Uncle Beihan, I will lose your loneliness again.

I'm a coward, lifeless.

I didn't dare to bet on that result anymore, so I transferred the pressure I should bear to you and forced you to do something. I was the one who harmed you.

If there is a next life, I will definitely not do this."

Zhang Chu closed his eyes, his voice was like a flame burning, making a snapping sound of peeling off.

He said:

"But I don't regret it, Xiao Lan, still has no life.

In this life, people always have to do something to prove that they have existed. I want to do something big like my father, and I want everyone in the world to remember my name.

My name is Zhang Chu.

I am not just Zhang Moye's son.

I am also a person who has achievements. I don’t want to live in the shadow of my father all the time. Xiaolan, sometimes, I envy you... I don’t have to take on any responsibility.

Don't force yourself, you must be the shadow of chasing the sun."

Zhang Chu's voice lowered.

A ball of flame burst out from his heart, which made Zhang Lan and You Wuming grin, but the dude Xihua and the one-armed boy were just unwilling to let go.

They knew that as long as they let go, they would lose the person in front of them forever.

"Swish"

The cold air was everywhere, and Shen Qiu stretched out his hands from behind and placed them on Zhang Lan and You Wuming's shoulders, so that they could use the cold air to avoid being attacked by the holy fire.

"I'm going to die."

Zhang Chu raised his head for the last time, and a gentle light that had never been seen before was brought into his alien pupils. He whispered:

"Buried my ashes next to my mother, Xiao Lan, you will be the head of the Zhang family in the future. You don't have to do something big like me.

Remember, after my nephew or niece was born, I brought them to my grave and let me have a good time.

And you, lifeless.

I almost never saw you crying.

I know that you must be very sad, sad, and scared now, but it doesn’t matter, believe me, I am just the most ordinary person in your life.

I am very happy to see me off, bravely move forward, and have no life. You will always find a fellow traveler who is better than me, a hundred times better than me.

Maybe, you have found it.

Then make your own decisions, and you don’t have to listen to me in the future, and you don’t have to restrain yourself anymore.

You are lifeless, you are free, you have something you like, try to strive for it, just like me, so that even if you fail in the future, you can still blame the world as much as possible without annoying yourself.

This is the last thing I can teach you.”

"Wow"

The moment Zhang Chu finished speaking, a golden flame burst out, and Zhang Chu's body was swallowed up in the flames, ushering in the final ending, which would turn into a ball of embers.

In the collision and annihilation of the flames and the cold air, Zhang Chu's last voice was like a breeze blowing, mixed with the whispering whispers.

Inaudible.

"Xiao Lan, I have no life, goodbye forever."

Ashes rose from the golden flames, and in the wind that collided with the fire, it danced with the wind and circled around the two.

Under the gaze of You Wuming's confusion and sadness, the ashes came towards him and fell on his and Zhang Lan's cheeks.

It seems like a farewell kiss.

It was like Zhang Chu's naughty at the last moment, the last joke he played with them.

As the ashes fell, Zhang Lan raised her head, her eyes turned red. He looked at Shen Qiu, gritted his teeth and said:

"Save him! I know, you can save him! Save him, please, Shen Qiu, please!"

After hearing what Zhang Lan said, You Wuming suddenly came to his senses.

He looked at Shen Qiu, his eyes full of desire, and his knees bent, and he was about to kneel on the ground. He was not good at speaking and could only express his thoughts through actions.

At this moment, he wanted nothing.

He just wanted the man with great power in front of him to save the person who had just died.

“No need to be.”

Shen Qiu bent down and reached out to support You Wuming. His fingers did not contact the young man's body, but this made him unable to kneel down no matter what.

He stretched out his hand and penetrated into the golden holy fire. The Forgetful River flowed into the fire. During the operation of the Yangyan Holy Fire, the ball of fire was also taken into his palm, just like a lamp.

"I have promised many people that they will give him a way. Although it cannot be done with ordinary methods, after thinking about it, there may be a possibility."

Shen Qiu's tone was gentle and said to Zhang Lan:

"I really can't give Zhang Chu a decent victory, but maybe he can join us to us to have another victory."

"Don't worry, there will always be a day of goodbye between you."

"Buzz"

The moment Shen Qiu finished speaking, the holy fire in his hand disappeared quietly, as if Zhang Chu was left in this world, and the last trace completely disappeared.

---

At the same time, thousands of miles away.

In the dark night on the coast of the East China Sea, clouds and sea water converge under the moonlight. This is the outer sea. At this time, there must be no bold fishermen who are rafting and fishing on the sea.

And in the sky, on a high place, there is a building that is not like the world, standing here.

It was an island.

An island hanging above the sea in the sky has different names in different legends, but the meanings represented by those names are mostly the same.

It represents an overseas fairy mountain, a different existence from the secular world, a free from suffering and great freedom, and a mortal living in the world, a yearning and sustenance for all beautiful things.

It is called Penglai.

At least it was once called Penglai.

Not long ago, a great war broke out here, shocking all parties in the world. The warriors who went to the expedition chose stocks and won by themselves in all public places.

But in fact, they all knew in their hearts that they just didn't lose.

The distance from winning is still a little short.

Well, it's a long way to go.

After the warriors left, the fairy mountain was not calm. On the contrary, it was very lively, much more lively than ever before.

"There are monsters in the north trying to break through the mountain protection formation. There are two demon kings I have never seen before to supervise the battle. They have to use the beast group to fight to death, and then attack the magic circle!

Haha, it's such a bunch of wild beasts, delusional."

At the original location of the main peak of Penglai, in a ruin filled with spiritual energy, wearing hideous ghost armor, the second leader of the village was the second in charge of the village. The fierce ghost king Liu Junshan spat rudely on the ground as if he was alive.

In front of him, several ghost generals were waiting for orders.

They have escaped from life and death and embarked on another path of cultivation. As long as the spiritual energy is still there and the sword jade still exists, they have some cultivation and will not be afraid of fighting to the death.

Anyway, I have died once, so what's there to be afraid of?

"You will take your brothers to the north to support you. The Guaizi fought a little badly. Many brothers were hit by monster magical powers and their souls were damaged. They had to go back to the martial arts realm to cultivate.

That guy always likes to fight against those monsters head-on, so he really should let the third brother take over him.

Alas, there is not enough manpower.”
To be continued...