The entire Unredeemed City suddenly fell into a huge noise, and everyone was discussing this matter and the results excitedly.

And in the clear sky thousands of miles high, the sharp feathers cut through the wandering clouds, and the huge flying eagle with sword feathers had already fluttered its wings and was far away.

Mo Jingyu, who was sitting on Fei Ying's back, didn't glance at Xiao Shu lying on the ground.

People on the ground were arguing and shouting, saying that Xiao Shu, who was looking for death, wasted precious medicine like the Six Senses Pill, or that forty days was too arrogant, and discussed how good the conditions would be if he agreed to the Yong Kingdom...

People calmed down their excitement, some left the city and returned home, some were going to the casino to play... and finally they dispersed.

This is not their story, they just witnessed this "accident".

No one paid any attention to the man in the pool of blood.

He was still dying, but there was no difference from death.

The star tower is destroyed, the five internal organs are shattered, and the soul is extinguished... all that is left is to wait for death.

But why doesn't he want to die?

He was curled up in a pool of blood, like a giant worm, but he was still breathing after all.

Already completely defeated, already lost in life.

And why are you still struggling?

The agony of a dying man.

No one cares.

No.

Maybe someone cares.

A man wearing a cloak and linen clothes appeared at some point.

The walk was empty, he walked through several blocks, landed next to Xiao Shu who fell to the ground, and squatted down.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on Xiao Shu's heart, trying in vain to send Dao Yuan away. Of course, he couldn't save Xiao Shu's life.

In any case, Xiao Shu's blood spurting stopped, and the pain before his death was at least somewhat relieved.

He looked at the poorly disguised guy in front of him and grinned.

His eyes are very deep.

His lips were very soft.

He was born with a cold face.

But he seems to like to laugh.

He vomited blood and said with a smile: "It is no longer possible to sit down and talk about Tao. It seems that the only option is to lie down and talk about Tao."

Jiang Wang looked at the person in front of him with a feeling that was difficult to describe.

The sadness was not overdue. He and Xiao Shu had no friendship before, so it was hard to say how painful it was.

But there is sadness in the death of a rabbit and a fox.

It is possible to empathize with the powerlessness experienced by others.

It's not rational for him to show up at this moment.

But when he looked down from the jade-carved window sill of a high-rise building, he saw this man's last struggle in a pool of blood, and the eyes that had been focused on this man disappeared in the blink of an eye...

He couldn't help but fly down.

He knew there was nothing he could do.

But if someone works so hard and refuses to leave, there must be a reason why he works so hard, right?

I have struggled all the way to this point, and have struggled all the way to this point.

At the very least, someone should listen to what he wants to say in the end.

There should be such a person.

Jiang Wang is willing to be that person.

"It's a pity that we can't discuss it for a few words." Jiang Wang said softly.

"That's enough. What more do I ask for?" Xiao Shu's voice was already very weak, but he held on and asked: "Fellow Taoist, do you think I am a stupid person?"

Jiang Wang said sincerely: "Anyone who has seen you for these forty days will not be able to say that you are stupid."

"Ho ho..." Xiao Shu laughed hard and asked again: "Then do you know why I rejected Mo Jingyu?"

Before Jiang Wang could speak, he had already answered: "I don't like others looking at me from such a high place..."

"He is actually the same as those people in Dan Kingdom."

He looked at Jiang Wang again: "You are different."

At this time, he didn't know where he had the strength to raise his hand and gently touched Jiang Wang's forehead with the index finger of his right hand.

Jiang Wang didn't stop him.

A stream of complex information poured into his mind.

That is...the method of Star Road.

Jiang Wang looked at him with some confusion: "What can I do for you?"

Xiao Shu shook his head slightly: "No need..."

"Why?" Jiang Wang couldn't help but ask.

Why would you give such a precious thing to someone like you who you have only met a few times?

Why don't you ask for anything in return and don't have any last wishes?

At this point in life, are there really no regrets?

Xiao Shu said slowly: "Anyone who is willing to risk my sympathy, I believe he has the courage to change the world...if he is willing."

As he spoke, his hand dropped, and Jiang Wang gently caught it and slowly lowered it.

He was so weak that he could no longer open his eyes.

He closed his eyes and asked in a gossamer voice: "Zhang Xun hasn't left yet, has he?"

Jiang Wang raised his head and glanced at Zhang Xun, who was still hanging outside Buhu City, and replied, "No."

Xiao Shu murmured: "He will only feel relieved if he sees me die..."

At the last moment, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, as if smiling sarcastically.

His breath finally dissipated.

While Jiang Wang was half-kneeling in front of such a corpse, he felt an unprecedented sense of confusion.

The courage to change the world...?

…

…

Zhang Xun waited silently in the air outside Buhu City. At least at this moment, he did show more dedication to Xiao Shu than Mo Jingyu.

Although this kind of persistence... is not so tender.

Zhang Xun exhaled a long breath, this breath was like Xiao Shu's last breath.

This comes out and comes down.

Then he turned around and flew in the direction of Dan Kingdom without looking back.

His expression is calm, and his powerful strength is hidden in his body.

He flew high in the sky, still as strong as a god, standing high above.

However, the moment he turned around and left the Unredeemed City, sweat finally broke out on his back. He felt an indescribable great weakness, and an inescapable hesitation for a moment.

The fear deep in his heart was only slightly revealed for a moment when no one was around.

Nobody knows……

No one knows what he is afraid of!

…

…

Mo Jingyu left, Zhang Xun left, and Xiao Shu also breathed his last breath.

There are no pedestrians in sight on the long street.

Lian Heng, who was wearing pigtails, walked over.

"Brother." His voice was much more polite. He looked at Jiang Wang and said cautiously: "I'm actually quite good at collecting corpses."

Jiang Wang let go of Xiao Shu's body and stood up.

After being stunned for a while, he remembered and nodded to Lian Heng: "Thank you."
To be continued...