Silence lies within a few feet of distance between the crowd, and only Wuhua's slightly heavy breathing could be heard in the entire stone chamber.

Luo Feiyu was caught and tossed like this, and seemed to faint from pain.

Dongfang Bubai's eyes were cold and he really had a murderous intention: "You have really made me see the 'compassion' of monks."

If he couldn't get it, he would ruin him. Yuan Canglang was willing to be used by such a person. It was really blind.

Wuhua was injured internally, but Dongfang Bubai's actions just now aroused his doubts: he could understand how to save Luo Feiyu, but why didn't he kill himself directly...

This moody and peerless master has no way to guess his behavior based on common sense.

"How much hatred do you have with him? You must not live or die..."

Dongfang Bubai silently, put Luo Feiyu behind him, and inadvertently put him in the protection area to avoid Wuhua's wits any bad ideas. "I like him very much, how can I have grudges?"

He turned around, brushed his sleeves and put his hands on his back, and his tall and straight back seemed to care whether Wuhua would launch a sneak attack.

This is absolute confidence in one's own strength.

"Since you want to save him so much, I will give you two ways. I see that your qualifications are also excellent. If you don't want me to take him away as a servant, then you will take the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pills and follow me. I will teach you peerless martial arts, and will also remove corpse insects for him and let him go free."

"Or, I will leave the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood. If I miss it, I will miss it. I will take him away and don't care about your offense today. Your ambitions and plans have nothing to do with me. After parting ways, even if you push the Central Plains to the sky, I will not bother with you."

Wuhua was stunned.

He raised his head and asked in surprise: "Are you really willing to save him?!"

Dongfang Bubai’s word is a daughter: “I do what I say.”

Wang Lianhua wanted to speak but stopped, but after receiving someone's silver needle warning, the bystander who saw some flaws chose to shut up.

This multiple-choice question is really cruel. Wuhua is not completely unfeeling towards Yuan Canglang. Anyone with a discerning eye can see it. However, in his heart, no one can see whether Yuan Canglang is important or the world is important.

Should I sacrifice Yuan Canglang's life, give up his use of him, and try to seek power in another way; or should I really cherish this, who knows that he is not pure in mind, but is repeatedly tolerant of him, and leave behind the fame and fortune that he is persistent in pursuing to survive for him?

No matter which path I choose, the ending will be... I will never be able to meet him again in my life.

Whether it is true or not, even if it is true, how much weight Yuan Canglang has in his heart lies in his thoughts.

Wang Lianhua has always claimed to be aware of the worldly feelings, but at this moment, she couldn't help but feel worried about it.

He didn't want the person his friends like to be a scum... But if Wuhua was not a scum, he would be unbearable.

Wuhua closed her eyes and let out a long breath of turbid air.

This multiple-choice question was unprepared for. The question he had been reluctant to think about carefully now was now standing in front of him and had to face it. He had been concealing his sharpness and concentrating on planning for so long... Giving up Luo Feiyu at this time is equivalent to giving up everything and starting over.

Luo Feiyu can still resurrect his soul by borrowing a corpse, but he only has one life.

Wuhua tightened his fist tightly.

Maybe, maybe there is another way out...

Luo Feiyu will get sick if he doesn't cause trouble. Just like Tang Xiaoxi before, if he and Dongfang Bubai leave, his body will probably die soon. As long as his body dies, they will start over.

But Dongfang Bubai's martial arts are unfathomable. Can he hear their voice transmission and secret meaning that he has actually reached the realm of immortals and gods... Can Luo Feiyu's soul fall into his hands and escape smoothly?

Wuhua knew that she could not interfere with such a fairy and ghost matter at all, but she couldn't help but worry about it.

If Luo Feiyu cannot escape, will he become a lonely ghost who cannot even enter the cycle of reincarnation...?

...

No, even if he takes a step back ten thousand steps, with his ability and without relying on Luo Feiyu's identity, sooner or later, he will be able to hold the world in his palm.

He had settled his mind, and his words were around his mouth several times, turning into a firm compromise: "...I'll follow you, you can let him go."

The moment he said that Wuhua was stunned for a moment.

He suddenly realized that when he said this, the balance in his heart tilted uncontrollably to one side, and then poured all the weight down with an out of control.

The shackles and loads on his body seemed to float lightly in an instant, and he felt relieved.

Whether it was careful consideration or first intuitive reaction, I chose Baoquan Luo Feiyu so honestly.

…It should have seen clearly long ago.

"You want to dominate the world, I will be yours." He kowtowed, "I have never asked anyone in my life, but... this time, please let him go."

Dongfang Bubai's body was shocked and suddenly clenched his fists.

Leader, I... I'm going to die. I beg you for something, please spare Yang Lianting's life and drive him down Heimu Cliff. [Note]

...

Dongfang Bubai's voice was filled with an unexpected tremor. He suddenly turned around and stared at Wuhua, as if it would take a lot of effort to stabilize his breathing:

"Would you like to follow me?"

Wuhua said: "I may not be obedient when I follow you. I am a man who is very thoughtful and may not have the chance to kill you one day before finding him. As long as the Gu on his body is removed, he will be safe and sound. Even if I can't meet for a while, I can always know where he is free and live in this world..."

He paused, his semantic meaning was unclear: "…Life is enough."

Dongfang Bubai sneered: "Are you so confident that you can kill me and find him?"

The word "can." is firm and without any hesitation.

His eyes turned to the person lying down behind Dongfang Bubai and said slowly: "I am not a good person. I am cruel, despicable, vicious, and murderous. I do everything I can to achieve my goals. If necessary, even my mother and brother can plot together... Human life is just a mustard in my eyes. I never feel sad for anyone's pain or death..."

"But he is the only one..."

He sighed deeply, as if sad and smiling, his eyes were calm like a deep ancient well. "I can't bear it anymore... I see him suffering a little pain... even a little..."

Dongfang Bubai suddenly burst into laughter.

He seemed to be trying to spit everything in his chest as he smiled, and tears oozed out of his eyes.

The crazy laughter came to an abrupt end as it appeared, and no one could see the expression on his face anymore.

"I will give you a third way," he said, "marry him. You will be married here."

The situation of separation from life and death has become a great joy. There is a bit of testing and trap behind this, and there is no need to delve into it at this time.

After flipping through the island, you can still find the red candle, a simple auditorium. Wang Lianhua, the only "guest" who is both a groomsman and a bridesmaid. In addition, there is only world left.

Both red wedding clothes were thrown into Wuhua's arms. Both of them were the groom's clothes. The materials were very luxurious. At first glance, they were the classic items on Wang Lianhua's boat. The patterns on them were exquisite and complex, and each needle and thread was meticulous. They were the most expensive and most similar to the wedding cost at this vulgar wedding.

Dongfang Bubai helped Luo Feiyu suppress the corpse worm and pulled him to change into his clothes. Only then did they realize that the two clothes were tailor-made, with the cold rosin familiar to the person embroidered it.

Luo Feiyu secretly glanced at Dongfang, but didn't ask much.

Dongfang Bubai was in charge of their marriage, and the coldness and alienation that were common between his eyebrows melted away. His voice was obviously very calm, but he heard it very uneasy.

"Worship the heaven and earth."

The two of them bowed down, simple and solemn.

"...You parents are not here, these two worships-"

Wuhua said: "My parents have died for a long time, but he..."

Luo Feiyu smiled: "I probably know that they are safe, but I can't see them... I might as well pay homage to heaven and earth again."

Thirty years of survival, the sixth generation has only saved up one-third of it. When he has no account to log in again, can he still go back?

"By again-"

The sight goes from heaven to earth, buried in endless time and space.

When he goes back, I don’t know how my parents will teach him a lesson.

"Newcomer...bye."

In this dirty world, true feelings are always less than empty and implicit, and there are even less true feelings that can reach perfection openly.

"Li Cheng..." Dongfang Bubai held the hands of the two of them together. He just put them down and shrank back like a hot potato, and quietly grabbed it in his sleeve.

He has seen such a scene in his dreams.

But the newcomer is not this a bit disliked bald donkey, nor is it Yuan Canglang.

...It was him and Yang Lianting.

The person on his heart is separated from his yin and yang, and he will never be found again...

Fortunately, these two boys did not make a difference in life and death, and were still happy.

"If I learn in the future you are not good to him-"

Luo Feiyu immediately snatched: "No need for seniors to do it, I will kill him first."

Dongfang Bubaimu nodded for a while, and turned around and pulled Wang Lianhua outwards, saying, "I'm so happy to get married, I don't even have a drink of wine, it's really not enough!"

Luo Feiyu immediately exchanged him for four bales of daughter Hong from the system, and raised his hand and threw it at them.

"It's only been thirty years!"

Dongfang Bubai easily caught it and actually smiled at him.

...

That night, Dongfang Bubai sat on the highest mountain on Xiake Island, facing the tide sea breeze, and took in three jars of good wine.

There seemed to be a rumor behind him. He was a little dissatisfied, but he didn't look back, "You are different from your monk who enjoys the wedding night. What's the point of coming here?"
To be continued...