All But Me Are Inhumans [Rebirth]

The day has finally come.

Although Wei Huan racked his brains and tried his best to find evidence to prove his innocence, it was still too late anyway.

The raised hands hang down to his sides weakly, and the golden light blade in front of Yangsheng also disappears, and returns to his wrist, handcuffing Wei Huan like handcuffs.

He must look a lot like a confessed fugitive by now.

It doesn't matter to cover up anymore, Wei Huan is very clear that the reason these barking birds don't really hurt him is the ascension.These are just a round of Yang Shengbu, he didn't want to hurt him at all, but just wanted him to enter a fighting state and expose his fighting habits.

Fighting side by side with him countless times, sure enough, it was the tacit understanding that let him show his feet in the end.

"Why don't you talk?" Yang Sheng walked towards him step by step, with a purple wind in his palm, "Why, are you still thinking about what kind of lies to make up to hide the truth?"

When he walked in front of him, Wei Huan realized that he seemed to have never seen Yang Sheng really angry.

In the past 21 years, Yang Sheng has always been the one who tolerated him and used to him, and will always be the one who can talk back with him after he is presumptuous.No matter how absurd he did and how harsh Yang Sheng said, he would still stand in front of him and would not leave him alone.

The collar was picked up by the opponent, Yang Sheng still breathed out the wind in his palm, and punched Wei Huan on the cheek hard. Although he didn't use the demon power, as Bi Fang, his strength was naturally superior to that of human beings. Just one punch can make Wei Huan lose his mind.

"Please speak!"

A punch, followed by a punch.

Every punch was exhausted, and he could hardly open his eyes, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.Wei Huan smelled the smell of blood, but he didn't feel any pain, he just felt uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that he was dying, his throat was tight, as if his hands were stuck there, preventing him from moving.

There are so many things I want to say, but none of them can be said.

Ascension pushed him against the wall, clenched his neck with one hand, and punched him with the other hand, his sanity was on the verge of collapse, and the anger, resentment, and disappointment for so many years poured out like a flood at this moment .

The more you care, the more heartache.

With blood stuck in his throat, Wei Huan couldn't help coughing out, "Ascension..."

Seeing the wound on his face in a trance, Yang Sheng subconsciously stopped.

The fingers were clenched tightly, and the raised joints were all worn out.He gasped heavily, his chest heaved and heaved, his eyes stared fiercely at his friend who had been away for seven years.

Wei Huan just looked at him like this, obviously his face was different, he became a completely different person, but his eyes didn't change, it was exactly the same as before.

It was this look in his eyes that had trapped him for so many years.

Ascension, you are so fucking useless.

Wei Huan gritted his teeth tightly, he tried to speak, but saw Yang Sheng facing him, with red eyes, laughing out loud.

"Seven years, I have been looking for you for seven full years."

As soon as the words fell, a purple tornado whizzed up, and when it subsided, the surrounding scenery had changed into a wide lawn, but the sky was violet, as if covered by purple light.

There was no wall behind Wei Huan, and he fell down on a piece of lawn.

They left the Dark Zone.

Wei Huan, who fell on the ground, tried to get up, but was quickly knocked by the purple wind from Yang Sheng's palm to the side of a tree, and hit his back hard.

A mouthful of blood spit out and dripped on his newly bought red sweater.

I reached out to wipe it off, but my arm was also suppressed by the manic wind, unable to lift it up.

"You don't speak, do you want to delay the time until Yun Yongzhou comes to rescue you?"

Yang Sheng sneered, and spread out his palm. In the palm was a violet-colored wind mass. Wei Huan could recognize it as their enchantment ball.

"It's impossible for him to come in." The enchantment ball in the palm of his hand disappeared, "This is the enchantment of Bi Fang's family, and only the Bi Fang family can enter and exit. If he has to break it by force, he will have as much power to attack the enchantment. The demon power bounced back to him."

"You give up."

Wei Huan was panting, the wind of ascension made him unable to struggle at all, and he could hardly open his eyes.

In fact, he didn't want to resist either, and he could even understand Ascension's mood at this moment.

If it was him, he would probably be even crazier.

"Did you know? When he received the death notice," his expression suddenly became indifferent, as if he wasn't the one who lost control just now, "I thought I was going to collect the bodies for two people."

"my father."

He walked up to Wei Huan, raised his chin, and smiled stubbornly, "My best friend in this life."

Seven years ago, everyone had shown mercy to him, embraced him with tears in their eyes, comforted him, and bound him with the same words at the funeral.

[You will be the pillar of Bi Fang's family from now on. ]

Seeing people throwing the white flowers in their hands into the grave one by one, he couldn't shed a single tear.

Even though he knew that the man who supported the whole Bifang, and even the whole Fuyao, was really going to sleep in the ground now, unable to stand up again and shield himself from the wind and rain.

Everyone said that Instructor Yang valued Wei Huan even more than his own son Yang Sheng, because his own son is not a monster of the attack department, no matter how much he spends on training, he is just a support, so he chose Wei Huan, Teach him your own skills.

In this case, Ascension has been heard since childhood.

But no matter what the rumors and rumors are, he has always seen clearly that his father only cares about Wei Huan, especially after Wei Huan's parents both died in battle. Treat it as your own.

Even if everyone was talking behind his back, laughing that he was not as important as Wei Huan by his father, he never complained about Wei Huan for a moment, he knew that these were just the heart of a villain, his father loved him, and Wei Huan was also his best friend.

He never even thought that one day he would surpass Wei Huan and become stronger than him.The only thing he hopes for is to be with Wei Huan, to support him for the rest of his life, and to send the wind in his palm to his hands at critical moments for him to use.

Then watch him laugh and watch them win together.

That's it.

Such a sincere heart has never changed in 21 years.

[Jiufeng Weihuan rebelled against the enemy. ]

"Impossible!" Yang Sheng vetoed, "It is impossible for him to betray the enemy, I know him better than anyone! He will never betray the enemy!"

Until he saw the Nine Phoenix Battle Emblem that the human enemy army took out when negotiating peace.

Every family of Yaozu has its own family crest, while a military family like Jiufeng has a battle crest engraved with its own crest. The battle crest represents the glory of the family and the determination to die.

After Wei Huan's parents died, the Nine Phoenix Battle Emblem was passed on to him.Once it is handed over, it is equivalent to throwing the loyalty of the entire Nine Phoenix Monster Clan into the abyss.

This is Wei Huan's most precious thing.

"Impossible..." Yang Sheng still didn't believe it, he almost lost control, "Go and investigate, it must have been stolen by them, and it must not be handed over by Wei Huan, it is impossible for Ah Huan to do such a thing!"

Until that image was exposed to the entire network.

Everyone is reposting, even so Ascension can't wake up, he went crazy looking for his body, day and night, went to every crevice in the border canyon, as long as he saw a person, he would grab They come to ask.

"Have you seen him?"

"Have you seen this man?"

In the end, he didn't know what he was doing, what he was obsessed with, maybe it was just a little bit of unwillingness in the end.He was not reconciled to Wei Huan becoming someone he didn't know well, and he was not reconciled to losing him in such an embarrassing way.

In those days, he didn't shed a single tear, he lived like a walking dead, and the only thing that supported him was his belief.

He wanted to find Wei Huan's body.

Later, he even began to be backlashed by his own demon power, and his rationality became the one that had the upper hand. He didn't know when he would completely demonize and lose control, leaving only instinct without any autonomous consciousness.

Live like a monster.

It ended when he lost control one day and accidentally injured an innocent human being.

He was escorted back by his fellow clansmen, and everyone was blaming him, letting him know how much courage he had on his shoulders.

[You still have your mother and such a small sister, you have to support the whole family! ]

[It’s just a traitor, how many ridiculous things you did for him! ]

[Are you worthy of your dead father! ]

He knelt in front of his father's shattered stele of fate, and watched his mother, who had been in the hospital for many days, come to pick him up, bowed and apologized for him, said all good things, and led him back.

None of them spread their wings that day, they just walked silently on the road in Kunlunxu. There were many people on the road, and everyone laughed and laughed as usual.Yang Sheng looked at his mother from a distance, she seemed to have aged overnight, her hair had also turned white, and her back became so thin and narrow.

"A Sheng, I heard that you have been in the border canyon for a long time, I know you have worked hard..."

"Hungry, mommy has prepared a meal for you, it's all your favorite food."

"Your sister misses you very much too. She hasn't cried recently and is very good. She won't disturb you." Mother suddenly stopped and turned her head.

She was pale and smiled.

"We go home."

Tears welled up suddenly. After so many days of the death of his father and best friend, Yang Sheng knelt on the ground and wept bitterly for the first time. People all over the street were looking at him, but he just cried like a child. Not coming.

From that day on, he began to accept all judgments given by the outside world.

Because he knew that he should give up too.

In the past seven years, he has learned to restrain his emotions, learn to let go, and learn how to become a mature adult who can carry everything.

But seeing Wei Huan standing in front of him at this moment, Yang Sheng only felt ironic.

He still can't control it.

"I only found my father's bones in the end, no," he shook his head, "his fragments can't be put together to form a complete corpse."

He pretended to be calm, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with anyone, "You know? At the last moment before he died, when he was besieged and torn to pieces by countless humans, he was still trying to contact the combat readiness headquarters, and even sent Signal, because he wants to save you, he doesn't want you to die on the battlefield!"

"What about you?"

One punch.

"Tell me! Where were you at that time?!"

Wei Huan panted heavily, "I..."

I do not know.

I have no memory.

The battle before his death reappeared in his mind, like fragments of a nightmare lingering in his heart, just stabbed in his heart, recurring, but no matter how he could not give a complete truth.

"Can't tell?" Yang Sheng stared at Wei Huan with stern eyes, "Or you don't want to say it at all."

There was a broken sound vaguely in the ear, but Ascension completely ignored it.

"You obviously have so many opportunities to tell me that you fought Yang Ling, and I took her to apologize to you. There are only you and me in the ward!"

He tried to calm down his emotions, the demon pattern on the side of his neck climbed up along the veins, and then he endured it, "And the monument to heroes later... You just don't say it, you don't open your mouth, and you even avoid me..."

"Yang Ling is your god-sister. When you stay with her every day, you don't have a moment in your heart, even a moment, to think about how she grew up these years?"

Every word stabbed in Wei Huan's heart.

As he spoke, he sneered again, "From the first time I saw you, I knew that you were not an ordinary person. I knew that your purpose was not pure, so I investigated you, observed you, and even followed you from the very beginning. I just wanted to know about you." When will you show your horse's feet?"

"Do you think I've been blind by your side for the past 20 years? Wei Huan, do you really think you're so smart? You're so sure that I can't recognize you?"

"I tell you, even if you are crushed, I will never forget what you look like!"

He did underestimate what Ascension knew about him, and overestimated his own pretense.

Wei Huan said weakly, "I kept it from you because I didn't want to hurt you."

"Complicated?" He suddenly laughed out loud, "Wei Huan, are you less involved?"

Yang Sheng's eye circles were red, and it became difficult to speak, "You are still alive, and you even came back..."

The broken sound became more and more obvious, one after another.

While muttering to himself, he repeated why, gradually, his consciousness began to lose, and his demon pattern changed again, and the veins on the side of his neck burst out together.

"Why do you still lie to me!" Half of his face concealed the demon pattern for a moment, looking extremely fierce.The fingernails on his fingertips grew longer, almost embedded into Wei Huan's skin. He pinched Wei Huan's throat with one hand and lifted Wei Huan off the ground, "Why!"

Wei Huan clearly felt the demonic transformation of Ascension.

He has never been like this in the past. Big monsters of their bloodline rarely have such a loss of control.

How is this going.

"Ascension...you..." Wei Huan, who was caught by him, was almost suffocated, his face flushed red.

The wind around them became more and more manic, as if they had independent consciousness, Wei Huan watched the wind flow wrapped around Ascension's body, like a purple dragon condensed by the air flow, trapping himself in it.

"Why are you lying to me..."

His voice changed, with a very deep, very heavy echo, his eyes turned a deep purple, and the expression on his face was uncontrollable.

"Yangsheng... calm down..." The oxygen decreased a little bit, Wei Huan tried to grab Yangsheng's arm with his hand, "I...I really didn't..."

Fengliu rolled up a short knife at Yangsheng's waist, wrapped it around, and stabbed it straight into Wei Huan's chest.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the bright red blood splashed out, splashing onto Yang Sheng's hand that was holding his neck tightly.

"Ascension..." Wei Huan's brows were tightly frowned, his hands were weakly grasping Yangsheng, and his eyes were moist.

blood.

Wei Huan's blood.

He could clearly feel that purple wind had weakened.

"I didn't...betray..."

"T-Trust me..."

He saw a knife stuck in this strange yet familiar body in front of him, and the crimson blood stained his clothes and spread out.

The fingers gradually loosen unconsciously.

The purple storm that trapped them dissipated little by little, and the dagger was drawn away by the wind that swept away and fell to the ground.The demon marks faded from his face, and Ascension's eyes began to regain clarity.

He didn't want to hurt him.

The crackling sound was heard again, but this time, the sound was the strongest.

Yang Sheng spread out his palm, and the enchantment ball in his palm reappeared, with obvious cracks on it, and the red evil spirit overflowed.

Finally, it burst open, leaving only the golden light and a pile of purple fragments in the palm.

"Crazy." He cursed in a low voice, clenching his fists.

Wei Huan covered his chest and pressed hard on the wound. He knew that Yang Sheng hadn't killed him, and he didn't even realize it. If Yang Sheng wanted to kill him, he wouldn't miss such a vital place as his heart.

It's really fucking useless, Ascension who regained consciousness laughed at himself in his heart, even if he was demonized and lost consciousness, he couldn't do anything cruel.

Gritting his teeth tightly, he grabbed Wei Huan's clothes on his chest with one hand and dragged him to a place, forcing him to kneel down, "You want me to believe you."

"Okay, you swear to me on it."

Wei Huan looked up, and in front of him was a tombstone.

Printed on it was a black and white photo of Instructor Young, his name, dates of birth and death.

Yang Sheng knelt down and pushed Wei Huan's back down, "You swear, if you tell half a lie, my father's dead soul will never rest in peace, and your Jiufeng clan will be cast aside forever."

He paused, then added with a smile, "I will be on the battlefield in the future after my ascension, with my head in a different place and no place to die."

Wei Huan turned his head to look at Yang Sheng in astonishment, he was so ruthless, knowing that he would go to the battlefield in the future, he even said such words and threatened his life.

Just to force him.

"talk."

His eyes were sour, and his eyes were full of images of the past instructor Yang guiding him hand in hand, everything was vivid in his memory.

"I swear." He firmly grasped the ground with his left hand, covered his chest with his right hand, lowered his head halfway, his teeth were chattering, and every word he uttered was trembling, "I, Wei Huan, have never betrayed the enemy, and never I never thought about harming Instructor Yang, not for a moment. I fought to the last moment for Fuyao, for the mountains and seas, and died innocently and cleanly."

"I will definitely find evidence to prove my innocence."

He looked at Yangsheng with red eyes, and stretched out his hand to swear to the sky, "If there is one sentence of what you said just now is false. The souls of my parents will never rest in peace. The Jiufeng family will always be cast aside. I, Wei Huan ..."

Yang Sheng watched him take a deep breath, frankly and sincerely, every word was strong.

"I, Wei Huan, will still join the battlefield in the future. No matter how many times I am reborn, I will be decapitated every time. There will be no place to bury my body."

Seeing that he had finished speaking, the pale and unfamiliar face in front of him merged with the flamboyant him in the past. He smiled, showing a little bit of his sharp canine teeth, and his eyes were full of light.

"Do you trust me now?"

Wei Huan felt the strength in his whole body was losing little by little, like quicksand between his fingers. Although his body didn't feel any strong pain, his emotions couldn't be transferred or repaired.

The deep kindness is exhausted, the teacher and friend of life and death.

When I first learned this sentence, I was still a carefree child, and I only sympathized with the person who wrote such a poem, how miserable life must be.

Teenagers don't know what it means to be sad, and in the end, every word and every sentence is confirmed by themselves.

Yang Sheng stared at him, seeing that he was about to lose consciousness, and the moment he tried to speak, dozens of light blades appeared in front of him, each of which was inserted into the ground between him and Wei Huan.

The lunatic finally came in.

He stood up, turned to look at the sky, the enchantment covered with lavender light had shattered and turned into wind.

As he had imagined, the visitor covered up his injuries well.

Yang Sheng was really curious, if he was about to die one day, would he have to pretend to be calm in front of Wei Huan.

"You're still here."

As soon as he opened his mouth to say something, Yun Yongzhou raised his hand and waved his arm fiercely. The wall of fire separated Yang Sheng, preventing him from approaching.

Wei Huan raised his head, his eyes were dazzled and his vision became blurred. He really wanted to see who was coming, but his lost consciousness made him unable to focus, and everything in front of him was shaking.

The eyelids became heavy, and when they were raised they fell heavily.

In the end, he fell to the ground, his palms covered with his own blood.

After enduring it for so long, Yang Sheng's nose was still sore when he saw Wei Huan fall down.

But he still persisted.

Yun Yongzhou hugged Wei Huan indifferently, without saying a single unnecessary word.

The moment he approached, Yang Sheng smelled a strong smell of blood, not human blood, but Golden Crow.

When passing by, he couldn't help but speak.

"You knew it earlier, you still want to lie to me."

The enchantment traversing technique has been activated, and Yun Yongzhou is almost about to step into the red enchantment circle, but he still turns around.

The fiery wall of flames distorted Ascension's figure and face, making it impossible to see the pain and entanglement on his face.

"Actually, the last thing you want to admit is that you have always believed in him."

Even if there is no reason, even if all the evidence points to him, the evidence of the crime is convincing, and every word is punishing.

Everyone tells you that he betrayed Shan Hai, that he led your father into the encirclement, that he almost made you demonized and disappointed, but you still don't want to believe it in your heart.

This kind of illusory, flimsy and even stupid trust has made you torture yourself every day and night for seven years.

You should take revenge, or you should forget about him completely, for Bi Fang, let go of the past and start again, and become a big monster like your father who can be alone.

You should, rightly, never have such an old friend.

The wall of fire in front of him goes out, revealing the face of Ascension.Yun Yongzhou's voice was as usual, cold, like a voice from outside, "The people who trapped you, the people who persecuted you, and the people you hated for seven years."

"It's all about you."

Fist clenched.

Clenched the back molars tightly.

Yang Sheng turned his head away, stubbornly looking at his father's tombstone.

What do you know?

what do you understand...

His eye sockets began to blur, and the pain in his heart overwhelmed him. Two five or six-year-old children appeared on the lawn in front of him.

The one with the dark blue wings sat on the steps and shed tears. While crying, he wiped them off with his little hands, stubborn and sad.

And the other had a pair of small black wings, which were as cute as pink balls. They flew around just to make him happy, and after a while, they squatted down in front of him, and said softly, "Xiaosheng, don't cry." Yes, my father said, boys are not allowed to cry casually."

"But I... I..." He was sobbing, his little face was flushed, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence, "The doctor said that I... don't have the fire attribute of Bi Fang's family... I can't make fire ..."

"What does that matter!" Xiao Weihuan grabbed his hand and opened his palm. There was a tender and weak wind cluster in that soft palm, which seemed to be scattered soon.

"Look, you can create the wind! Hoo hoo ~ bang——" Xiao Weihuan played the role of ascension to release the wind for a while, and then flew over to play the villain he defeated, and retreated far away.

After the role-playing was over, he hurriedly flapped his wings and flew back to Yang Sheng, "Look, you are so powerful, you blow away all the bad guys in one go! Super strong!"

"But..." His tears still couldn't stop, "But the wind is not strong at all...Didn't you say... Huogen..."

"No!"

Xiao Weihuan raised Yang Sheng's hand, and stuck it with his own little hand, and the light purple wind gently wrapped around their fingertips.

He smiled sweetly, took his hand away, and clenched it into a small fleshy fist.

"Guess what's in here?"

The sobbing Yang Sheng suddenly forgot to cry, choked for a while, looked at the little fist with blinking eyes, "What..."

"look."

Xiao Weihuan spread out his palms, and a purple butterfly flew out with fluttering wings, dancing gracefully, and finally stopped at the tip of Yangsheng's red nose.

"Your wind is super powerful." Xiao Weihuan grabbed Yang Sheng's hands, his eyes were clear and strong, "You can conjure wind, and I can conjure things with wind. I will become stronger in the future, there will always be One day, I can conjure anything you want."

"As long as the two of us are together, we will be the most powerful!"

He smiled so happily that his little canine teeth gleamed in the sun.

"Really?" Ascension sniffed, "Will we be together forever?"

"of course!"

Children can't say beautiful words, they can only repeat them over and over again.

"You are my best best best best friend." Xiao Weihuan hugged him and patted his back lightly with his little hand.

"Remember?"

The author has something to say: This chapter recommends Eason Chan's "Best Lost Friend" to be eaten with.

It is very suitable for Yang Sheng and Wei Huan.Everyone can listen to it, but don't leave a message on Netease Cloud.

I'm a well-known character protector, I can analyze the plot, but I can't bear to scold the character.Don't use your own perspective to interpret a character at will, at least you have to stand in his perspective, this is an irresponsible behavior.