"We’ll wait for you if you don’t have a few years to finish your work in the golden age," said Bai Jie.

"Good" wind Yang nodded heavily.
Bai Jie didn’t stay as a fox spirit, and most of them stayed. Their three martial arts heroes now have the responsibility and righteousness to keep the sculpture of Wu Soul and guard it day and night.
After Berger left, Michelle woke up, too. At the moment when she opened her eyes, the wind blew and saw the wooden and dull face. She lay in bed and looked at the face.
There is no greater sorrow than the death of her heart. This time, Michelle was really hurt. Maybe outsiders think that Wu Hua has amnesia. This is understandable, but the parties can’t accept such a thing. The man they love remembers many things in the past but forgets himself. This seems to imply that there is no meaning in his heart. A crazy girl can’t accept what true love is crazy.
"Cher, if you feel uncomfortable, cry." The wind raised some sadness.
"He forgot how he could forget me." Michelle didn’t cry, not even a drop of tears. She just stared at the ceiling and looked dull and dull.
"Bai Jie said that after his death, Yuan’s soul force dissipated, and most of his memories were precipitated. He hasn’t sent them out yet. It’s normal that he didn’t remember us when he entered Feiyun Gate. If you want to cheer up, he still needs our efforts to get back his memories!" The wind blows over the comfort.
But at this time, Euchel’s heart is broken and it is so easy to heal. Her face is still so sad and sad that it makes people feel distressed and murmured, "How can he forget me?"
The wind Yang shook his head and sighed for a while, sitting beside Eucher, saying, "Let’s talk about Cher."
Euchel’s facial expression was dull and she looked back at Feng Yang. Her mouth moved but she didn’t speak.
"Do you think I am a very failed eldest brother?" Feng Yang gave a wry smile.
Youcher looked back at the wind Yang again and still didn’t speak, but this time she looked at the wind Yang for a long time.
"I grew up in a small family. At that time, I didn’t have the potential or strength. My mother didn’t know why that small family was a person, and I was naturally a humble person in that family. I had never seen my father being laughed at by all since I was a child. At that time, I vowed to be somebody and let my mother live a good life."
"At that time, I liked a girl in my family. The girl was the eldest grandparent of the family. The woman was beautiful and the background was so high. I liked her, but when I learned my identity, she didn’t hesitate to distance herself from me. She said that being with me would make others laugh and her identity would be degraded. She said that I was a bastard, so I was not qualified to be friends with her. Don’t say that I was close."
"So I hold my breath and swear that I will trample on those who look down on me, and then I will go to the patriarch successor selection contest."
"But I was still too simple and naive at that time. The naive family successor was a turning point in my life, but it was indeed a turning point in my life."
"My chief selection contest was a blockbuster, and everyone was surprised by its outstanding strength. Then when I had to reinterpret everything, the chief sent someone to kill me."
"My mother tried to protect me and let me escape, but I was killed by those arrogant people. I fled back to Fengyang and was naive. That girl would help me, but I didn’t expect that she betrayed me and almost died."
Speaking of this, Feng Yang’s eyes were red and tears swirled in his eyes. "At that time, I was unable to avenge my mother and could escape to Feiyun Gate. I went crazy and practiced and occupied all my childhood."
Feng Yang suddenly smiled as if remembering something beautiful. "Fortunately, I met you and got to know you. At that time, I took a fancy to Xia Ying at first sight, but she always had flowers to win snow in her heart. Although she broke up with flowers to win snow and came together with me after many things."
"But within a few days of the good day, she disappeared inexplicably. I don’t know if it is because I still can’t win the snow or because I can’t stand the pressure of public opinion. I wonder if I am grateful and have no feelings."
"Come to Fang Fang with me. I killed his father and brother and all her relatives. She took revenge and followed me all the time, but then she saved herself and almost died. Now she can still live on drugs for several years. If she can’t find something when it is stipulated, she will die."
"There are so many brothers and sisters. I, the elder brother, didn’t bring you any help, but I kept paying you. I didn’t protect Wu Hua, and I didn’t protect many people, but I always brought you trouble."
Feng Yang’s face hung with a smile and he burst into tears. He wiped his eyes. "Am I really a failure?"
You Xueer looked at Feng Yang and cried. She also sobbed. "Brother Yang, don’t say that. If we say that the only thing that makes me happy except meeting Wu Hua in this life is knowing Brother Yang. You have been helping us since I met you. Every time we are in trouble, you always stand up like a big brother. We bear all the pain for us in front of us. We shelter from the wind and rain and let us grow up."
You Xueer sobbed a few times. "Brother Yang, you have done enough for us. Sometimes I feel that your generation is all others, and brother Yang, we are all grown up. You should also put some heavy burdens on yourself and live well."
"For so many years, I haven’t seen you find a sister-in-law for us except when I met you and Xia Ying for a few days."
"I know that Tang Ning, Xi Yu and Cai Er all love you and really love you. They can all do what you do, and you will die. Brother Yang, you are a competent eldest brother. I have seen a good eldest brother, but we are all reluctant to give you up, but we feel sorry for you. Let go. You have to live by yourself. Don’t let us be your burden."
Feng Yang is a little angry. "What nonsense are you talking about? You are all my brothers and sisters. Since you will call me Brother Yang, I won’t go to the splendor alone. I want to enjoy it and suffer together. Life is such a mess. No matter what happens, it’s not a matter."
"Brother Yang, I find that you are really good at comforting people. You have a very attractive appeal. You can always laugh or stare. All emotions can affect us. Now I probably know why so many tianjiao girls are obsessed with you."
"Then I really want to hear good things. It sounds comfortable." Feng Yang smiled.
"What about you? When you play with humor, you are serious, cold, affectionate and righteous, and there is another kind that will naturally make people feel down-to-earth and appealing. Maybe one day I will change my mind and love you." Euchel smiled at the wind and she also smiled through tears. That smile was as holy and noble as the only violet in the middle of the lake.
"Love me?" Feng Yang is a little afraid of smiling. "Please give me a break. I don’t want to wait for Wu Hua to regain my memory and wave at me with a rough rolling pin with one arm all day."
"Can a stick scare you?"
"I’m not afraid to hit me. I’m afraid he’ll blow me up while I’m asleep. You know he’ll do that."
"Fuck you," Euchel laughs like a blooming violet, which makes people fascinated. Maybe such a girl will always impress her.
"Ah, but he’s," said Euchel, without saying anything here. Her eyes were red again.
"Don’t worry, no prostitutes can fuck their clients." Feng Yang laughed. "Where there is a will, there is a way. Have confidence."
"Hey, I haven’t found that your color is really detrimental to the image in your heart and mine." Euchel took a white look at Feng Yang with Jiaochen.
"I didn’t sleep steadily after I deliberately saved myself." Feng Yang laughed.
"Well, I want to go out for a walk alone." Euchel got out of bed, but because she was a little weak, she threw herself into Feng Yang’s arms.
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