Star Iron: Maple of Reincarnation

A slight sob was heard briefly, and although it stopped quickly, Fu Xuan still caught it. He was crying... Fu Xuan had only seen Mo Feng cry twice... Once was when she almost died from the Medicine King Secret Teachings, and the other time was now.

Maybe Mo Feng cried secretly when he was under a lot of pressure. He was always like this, used to showing his strong side to others, making others feel that they could rely on him for anything. Fu Xuan never realized that she was like this too...

"If... everything here will be gone because of me. If it's because of me, the star core disaster, the invasion of the Harvest Army, and..." Mo Feng said. "Your misfortune back then..."

"Do you know what misfortune is?" Fu Xuan said, "People cannot see hope and spend their entire lives struggling in the games of the nobility. This is misfortune. The people cannot see the future and can only sink on the predetermined trajectory for the rest of their lives. This is misfortune. You feel that you have brought misfortune, but have you ever thought about how many people you have brought luck to?"

"But if it weren't for me, maybe you wouldn't have been framed by that damn secret sect and almost died...you..." Mo Feng said with a wry smile.

He saw so many things.

Ren Feng killed his parents. In order not to implicate his lover, he forgot the past and shouldered the so-called fate on his own.

Jiang Feng caused the star core disaster in Yalilo, causing thousands of Yalilo people to die under the sharp blade of Xu Zu.

Ling Feng, who spent his entire life healing his spiritual wounds, killed the people of Sarsotu and died under the iron hammer of the Star God. If he had met someone like Ling Yue instead of Fu Xuan, would he have become like Ling Feng?

Nan Feng, whose family was destroyed and whose loved ones died, spent his entire life seeking revenge, and finally died tragically at the moment of revenge.

too much too much...

Everyone has his or her own misfortunes.

No matter how this game goes, it will end in a dead end. This confirms Feng's words: I am the embodiment of misfortune. When I enjoy the power of reincarnation, I must bear the price of misfortune, even if I don't want to.

Misfortune will kill everything around you until it kills yourself.

Yes - the greatest misfortune is not being able to see the future. It is the fear of meeting the future... If the future is destined... why bother with the past.

Mo Feng knew exactly how Fu Xuan would answer.

But he really wanted Fu Xuan to hate him and despise him because it was because of him that he had made himself so embarrassed.

At the time, he was complacent about the fact that he saved Fu Xuan, which was equivalent to giving Fu Xuan a second life. He even had the strange idea that being with Fu Xuan was what he deserved.

Obviously, Fu Xuan would live a better life without me.

If it weren't for me, she would have become a general, and she wouldn't have been framed and wouldn't have had any concerns about her life.

If there was no me... Luofu... maybe it would be better... Why do I... exist... If Fu Xuan could hate him, then maybe he could harden his heart and leave like Ren Feng to pursue his own destiny.

But now... he... can't bear to...

He couldn't be as magnanimous as Ren Feng...really, really...he couldn't do it. He said he had served the country and the people, but in the end, he was just an egoist who only considered his own interests.

Compared to those blood-sucking nobles.

I just have more conscience. If I were really that noble, I should have left like Ren Feng.

"I'm such a bad and selfish person..." Mo Feng said hoarsely.

He didn't know how to tell Fu Xuan about this, and even felt guilty in front of her. She was such a good girl, and if she hadn't met him, she would have had a better future.

If I leave now, she will have a better future...

Fate, contradiction, is the true meaning of fate.

After hearing Fu Xuan's declaration, although it was the answer he had expected a long time ago, he still felt sad and tears as big as beans fell uncontrollably.

Mo Feng didn't know how to suppress his sadness. He just felt a pair of not-so-large hands hugging him from behind. The beauty pressed against his back with a cold face. Because the distance was quite close, he could even hear Fu Xuan's breathing and her heartbeat.

"We are human beings... We are not gods. Even if we are gods, we have our own selfish desires. I like you not just because you brought me away from that cold basement. You have brought me more than that..."

"You said you were selfish. But your selfishness made these years the happiest I have been in the past two hundred years. It made me feel like I was living, not just making a living. It was you who brought me out of my cowardice and gave me the courage to face the souls who died because of my advice..."

"In the past, I thought I was selfish and cold-blooded, a bloody executioner who didn't deserve to be liked by others. I'm not that good, and it was you who made me what you thought I was."

"I'm sorry... I read your mind without your permission... I'm also very selfish. I want to greedily possess everything about you and make your eyes only stay on me. You may not know that I was jealous because you liked someone else in your previous life, but it was obviously not you. Sometimes I am not confident about my figure, and I don't know what to do to keep attracting your attention... I am also very selfish, my Mo Feng..."

"Whether you are selfish or the bad you in your eyes, I like you. If what you think is misfortune has caused everything I've been through, I can assure you that it's not misfortune for me. Meeting you is the greatest luck of my life."

"No matter what we will face in the future, Feng... remember, I am your last trump card. Even if it is God, even if he wants us to meet in hell, I will go all the way. If everyone in the world thinks you are the embodiment of misfortune, you still have me. Please give me the rest of your life, no matter what the future holds..."

Fu Xuan said a lot...it was probably the most she had said at one time in all these years.

She wanted to say more, but Mo Feng had already turned around and held her in his arms. Their breathing rose and fell, and the distance between their hearts was only the distance of their chests.

"Be proud, my man."

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Fu Xuan and Mo Feng's embrace naturally attracted many people's attention, but most people just smiled and shook their heads and didn't care. After all, everyone knew that this was a couple who were about to enter the marriage hall.

Although he is unusually young, he has already been the patron saint of Luofu.

Most people sincerely bless this love that transcends lifespan.

Only one person was staring at them intently. Chu Qing sat on the eaves with her arms folded, watching them quietly without showing any expression. They were her parents... Meeting them again, her originally calm heart began to fluctuate, and her soulless body had strong emotions for the first time. Chu Qing wanted to take off her mask and meet them... but...

"It's not time for us to meet yet... Dad... Mom..."

"I really hope we will never meet..."

"But... there shouldn't be such a possibility..."