"That's not for me."

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the figure is lonely. Yan Fei walked on the road and mocked him: "Yan Fei, Yan Fei, you can complete the task as long as you compromise. Go and find your wife quickly. But why are you so stubborn!"

"Because compromise is not you. Do you want to have a drink?"

The person who spoke was Ling Xiao, Ge Wuyou's subordinate, and also a Taoist protector. Fortunately, his relationship with Yan Fei was pretty good.

"Why are you here?"

"See a fool and have some wine."

Ling Xiao said that, and took out a wine jar and threw it to Yan Fei.

"I really didn't expect you to invite me to drink. Did he regret it?"

Yan Fei drank a sip of wine and looked into the distance. His eyes were deep and long. But Ling Xiao was just drinking silently until the wine was finished: "You should know that matter cannot be published."

"So he changed his mind and wanted to kill someone to silence him?"

Yan Fei said and drank another sip of wine. Although the wine was warm, his eyes became colder and colder.

"It has nothing to do with him. I wanted to kill you before. But now I want to let you go?"

"Hmm? Why?"

Yan Fei picked up the wine jar and looked at Ling Xiao with confusion. However, Ling Xiao threw the wine jar back and turned his body: "No reason. It's better to be alive than to die. One day, the host of the system will ambush the protagonist of this world 800 miles away from the south. If you want him to live, go quickly! In addition, the ghost school and the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk are an incident that you have solved."

Ling Xiao stood there with a dull expression, as if he had just done something very ordinary. But Yan Fei knew what price would a person who did not practice the way of time and space but checked the context of time and space: "Why bother! How long will you still have?"

Yan Fei's voice trembled a little, but Ling Xiao's expression became more relieved: "Fifteen days."

"I understand, I'll help you when the time comes."

"No need, you can't help me, that's fate. Destiny that will appear for everyone who tries to peek at the veins of time and space."

Ling Xiao said it was dull. But Yan Fei's eyes became sadderer: "Oh, I understand, I will go to find you in fifteen days."

After Yan Fei finished speaking, he turned around and left. He didn't hear Ling Xiao murmuring: "But I can't wait for you."

The last low moan, the lonely figure. Ling Xiao held the weapon tightly. In this second, he felt that he had returned to the past. Back to the age of avenging revenge: "It's a pity that I can't go back."

Ling Xiao sighed and sat on the ground holding the weapon in his hand tighter and tighter.

He thought a lot, there was a past and a future. But it was not until this moment that he realized that he had lost something very important, but fortunately he had found it. Although it was a little late: "No wonder my sword was dull. It turned out that I had already gone against my beliefs. It was not too late, not too late."

Ling Xiao grabbed the weapon and laughed wildly. But the helplessness in his eyes could not be hidden: "It's the last day, it's time to leave."

Ling Xiao stood up and wanted to turn around and leave, but Ge Wuyou appeared behind him and sighed: "Why bother! You should know that as long as you say it, I will save you."

Ge Wuyou felt very sorry, but Ling Xiao's behavior was even more dull, like a holy snow lotus: "But what if I survive? I'm tired. Moreover, this body is a damn person. I'm less than half a month's lifespan to accumulate a lifetime for my companions. It's not a loss."

"Hey! What a stubborn child. But you shouldn't have gone."

Ge Wuyou sighed helplessly, and Ling Xiao had no chance to react and left.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!