[Comprehensive Martial Arts + Sword Three] Murong Fu of Attack

Murong Fu suddenly remembered that a long time ago, he and his elder brother learned sword together.

At that time, he was a genius who was famous all over the capital, but his elder brother was just a dude.

But this dude is far more talented in martial arts than him.

He was very unwilling at that time and practiced day and night.

Unexpectedly, instead, he injured his shoulder because of this, and could not make any progress in kendo for the rest of his life.

He has never been so frustrated.

In order to escape this reality that he didn't want to face, he hid in his wine cellar alone and drank ten altars of bamboo leaf green.

However, when he was very drunk, his brother found him.

Those arms, which were far stronger than his, encircled him without allowing him to refuse.

Just like it is now.

Very warm.

Murong Fu gently broke away from the boy's embrace.

Yes, he really misses this embrace.

But this is an illusion.

This is not reality.

Because, it is impossible for his elder brother to have such a warm embrace anymore.

—His brother is dead.

He walked to the bed and picked up the sword.

Instead of looking at the astonishment on the young man's face behind him, Murong Fu smiled and said, "Brother, I remember you loved to grab things from me when you were young."

The boy didn't know why, he hesitated and said, "Yes."

Murong Fu said again: "Especially father's Lingyun Sword, I've always wanted it, but you snatched it away."

"...Mo'er, are you blaming brother?"

Murong Fu turned around, there was a warm temperature in his eyes.

"On the contrary."

"..."

"When I was in the most difficult time, when life was worse than death, those unpleasant things in the past, even those things that made me resent, were the driving force that supported me to live."

"In fact, life and death are like this."

"When I was alive, I always thought that death was beautiful, a paradise where I could escape everything."

"After I die, I realize that those years of living are worth cherishing every second."

Murong Fu looked at the boy gently.

"When facing death, no matter how painful, no matter how sad, it will eventually become a wound in the bottom of my heart."

"But a wound will heal, it won't bleed all the time."

"so--"

He quietly held Qianye Changsheng tightly.

Then, in an instant, the inner force filled the entire sword.

Bright yellow illuminated the entire room, and the sword split and scattered.

"So, even if you face your death again, it doesn't matter."

"This time, I will be with you."

Of course I can't kill you.

But I won't kill myself either.

Because back then, you were willing to give everything to protect my life.

How could I ignore it.

The young man restrained all his emotions, and looked at Murong Fu quietly.

Then, as if a stone was thrown into the water.

The boy's brows began to blur.

The outline of the entire room began to blur.

In a trance, it was that day again, and the blood dyed the setting sun bright red.

His brother held him tightly in his arms.

What he touched with both hands was warm blood, his brother's blood.

He roams the officialdom, and he has never been frightened by any storm.

But then he was trembling uncontrollably.

His older brother, however, showed no fear.

There was even a peaceful smile on that pale face.

His brother smiled and said to him—

"Yu Jin Sihua, you can have no hatred." [1]

That was his first life.

He has lived many lives since then.

In such a long reincarnation, he often thinks about that day.

He often thought of his brother's last words.

Obviously he was dragged to death by a younger brother who was often disrespectful to him.

Why do you still smile and tell him "no regrets"?

Why, will there be no regrets?

why?

The sudden sharp voice howled in Murong Fu's mind.

There seemed to be a lot of people crying.

It seemed that many people were laughing.

However, he didn't feel any headache at all.

He was very calm.

Yes.

Yu Jin Sihua, you can have no hatred.

Live or die.

I have loved the people I love with all my heart, and I have been loved with all my heart.

I have no regrets.

What regrets can there be?

***

Darkness is fleeting.

Murong Fu opened his eyes, in front of him was still the secret room dimly lit by candles.

Although he still felt a little dizzy, he was more relaxed than ever.

until--

He saw Gong Jiu who had also fallen into an illusion.

Gong Jiu's brocade clothes were already stained with blood, but now they are even more messy than before.

But he probably couldn't care less about his clothes.

His eyes were already bloodshot.

The whole person was weak, as if he was dying and frail, but also seemed to be carrying a world-shattering madness.

Seeing Murong Fu finally looking at him, Gong Jiu struggled and stretched out his hand to grab the corner of Murong Fu's clothes.

Like a desert traveler who has finally found water.

He grabbed Murong Fu and begged——

"Hit me."

Murong Fu: "...what?"

"Hit me!" Gong Jiu repeated again, and Murong Fu confirmed that he did not have auditory hallucinations.

But, this person actually let himself hit him?

......

What kind of illusion has he fallen into, so terrifying? !

Faced with such a situation, Murong Fu was very depressed.

In fact, Gong Jiu was also very depressed.

Because he seems to be divided into two people now.

A person is watching his own ugly appearance helplessly.

The other fell into an indescribable dream.

And, that's not the point...

The point is...

In that indescribable dream, there are two protagonists...

One, of course, is himself...

The other is...

Murong Fu, who was looking at him with concern...

Gong Jiu wanted to vomit blood!

Falling into love is not something to embarrass him at all.

Men, everyone understands.

but,

Now the protagonist is standing in front of him, and this protagonist is still a man!

This Nima is very embarrassing!

The most embarrassing thing is that he hasn't really done anything to this client yet!

It's his unilateral embarrassment!

But there is no way.

He can no longer control that crazy self.

In other words, he no longer wants to control it.

He didn't like this Murong Fu.

This person's appearance is too gorgeous, and it's really not a look that I can like.

But now, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this person was really good-looking.

The eyebrows, lips, and even the curvature of the corners of the eyes are all extremely delicate.

— If only he could hit me.

—Why doesn't he beat me with a whip?

Of course Murong Fu couldn't understand this.

He is still in a state of "what's the situation?"

He knew that this dream would only pick on people's weaknesses.

But he didn't know Gong Jiu's weakness.

——Gong Jiu was arrogant, so he tore his arrogance to pieces, and let him fall into the fantasy of a same-sex.

——Gong Jiu longs to be abused, so he cannot get what he wants, and the person he longs for is right in front of his eyes, but nothing will satisfy him.

Murong Fu didn't know what kind of miserable situation Gong Jiu was facing now.

But he knew that Gong Jiu was in pain now.

The fingertips are filled with the light of Wenqu Zhiyu.

Murong Fu tried to say silently: "That needle."

The pen nib flows, bringing out the brilliance.

Murong Fu had never seen Wen Qu Zhi Yu so dazzling.

He was puzzled, but he didn't know why, so he could only hide it in his heart, and then went to see Gong Jiu's situation.

The light attached to Gong Jiu's body for a moment before dissipating.

His eyes were still slightly empty, but the red threads in his eyes slowly dissipated.

The madness of the whole person also slowly faded away.

It really worked.

According to the introduction of the system, the needle can eliminate the poisoned state.

Unexpectedly, even the illusion can be solved.

Murong Fu leaned down/body, stretched out his hand to caress Gong Jiu's forehead with a little concern.

But he met Gong Jiu's eyes that suddenly opened.

As soon as those beautiful eyes saw him, they immediately took on fear and embarrassment.

Before Murong Fu figured out why, Gong Jiu had already opened Murong Fu's hand.

"you......"

"Do not touch me!"

"..."

Murong Fu only felt that he was really confused, but he didn't want to blame him.

After all, this illusion is dangerous, and he has experienced it himself.

It is inevitable that there will be a little sympathy for Gong Jiu who has fallen into an illusion.

Therefore, repay the kindness and revenge, and repay the kindness and hatred.

After all, he didn't know what this person saw in the illusion.

would make him-

Crash like that.

Murong Fu let Gong Jiu lie there expressionless, but he got up and began to observe the surrounding situation.

Behind the fallen wall is a dark tunnel with no clear path forward.

Although I don't know what dangers there will be, but I can't die here without knowing why.

"Gong Jiu, can you still walk?"

Gong Jiu still doesn't look at Murong Fu.

He lay on his side, curled up.

There is no arrogance and arrogance at first sight at all.

It's a bit pitiful for him to look like this.

Forget it.

Murong Fu sighed, and just wanted to say, "Otherwise, I'll go explore the way first, you wait here for me".

But Gong Jiu made another sound——

"I am fine."

The voice was low and inexplicably hoarse, indescribably pleasant, but a little strange.

Although Murong Fu was puzzled, he didn't ask any more questions.

Seeing him get up, he took out another torch from the system.

The light brought by the torch was enough to keep them going.

But before he could move forward, he was stopped by Gong Jiu.

That slender but cold hand gently attached Murong Fu's fingertips holding the torch.

Gong Jiu said quietly: "Give me the torch, I will walk in front of you."

Then, he took a deep look at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu: "..."

So, does this illusion have any side effects? ! !

Why does this person still look abnormal? Hey! ! !