I have never been so afraid of death. When I can perceive less and less things, I am afraid, I resent, and I regret. I shouldn't show off, I shouldn't be arrogant, I am really a cowardly and hypocritical guy.
——Mu Ziyun
Split! It's night on Banglang Road, but the thunder shines brightly on the earth. If the cold rain were denser, it could be like a river. Mu Ziyun opened his eyes, his ears had been deafened by the thunderstorm, and he could only hear a buzzing in the distance. His eyes caught the pouring rain, and all he could sense was that small area. After a long time, He felt that he could move, resting his head on the muddy ground and raising his buttocks upward. He did not dare to lower his head for fear of seeing the holes in his body.
The waist didn't seem to belong to him anymore. Maybe he was really dead and his blood was cold. Numbness, a sudden burst of pain and numbness, starting from the heart and reaching every part of the body, without stopping for a moment, Mu Ziyun slid up gently like a soft cloth, and there was no hole in his body.
It didn't matter where he was, he fell forward stupidly, the thunder never weakened with one step or two, but he couldn't hear it. Walking past the corpses burning with black fire, "Ah" he opened his mouth, "I am, I am dead, I don't want to"
I regret so much, why did I run out of Huzhou, why did I try to save people, I am afraid of death, so afraid of death, who will save me.
He was never fearless, he was a hypocritical guy who pretended to be strong when he was clearly weak.
Five years old:
"Huzi, why don't we go home?" Xiao Ziyun tugged on Huzi's clothes and cried: "I'm scared, wuwu"
"It's okay. If they don't accept you, I will accompany you home."
"real?"
"Yes, yes, it's true, I promise."
"Hehe, that's good." Xiao Ziyun nodded assuredly. With Huzi's promise, he no longer had any scruples.
Seven years old:
"Brother Huzi, she's here, we're finished, we're dead! What to do?" Ziyun hid behind Huzi and Li Mu, looking through the gap at the fourteen or fifteen-year-old woman walking over.
"What are you doing!"
"Wow" Ziyun burst into tears and leaned his head tightly on Huzi's back.
"Sister, we were wrong," Huzi said anxiously.
"We were wrong, wrong!" Mu Ziyun and Li Mu cried.
Ten years old:
"Sister, ha! I passed the Northern School competition!" Mu Ziyun said to Feng Jing proudly.
Feng Jing pinched Mu Ziyun's nose and said: "I knew it earlier, but you were only eighth. You have been going smoothly from fifty to eighth. Why did you stop when you reached eighth?"
"I, I," Mu Ziyun looked embarrassed and prevaricated, "I'm tired, I'll fight again in the future."
"It's amazing." Hu Zi drooped his head and his body was covered with bruises. "I'm far behind." Li Mu's eyes were swollen and he lowered his head, looking frustrated.
Feng Jing touched the heads of Hu Zi and Li Mu and said, "You two are very good. Even if you know you can't beat them, you still try hard, right?"
When Mu Ziyun heard this, a blush appeared on his face, he curled his lips and turned around to sit down, ignoring them.
Thirteen:
"Sister, I got into trouble again." Mu Ziyun lowered his head and stood in front of Feng Jing's room. Feng Jing opened the door, grabbed Mu Ziyun's ears, and pulled him into the house.
"What trouble did you get into again?"
"I burned the mountain behind Shantai Palace."
"What? Did you set that fire?"
"Well, what should I do, eldest sister, I'm going to be beaten to death."
Feng Jing glared at Mu Ziyun angrily and shouted: "You brat! You didn't dare to tell your master. Oh, my eldest sister has to worry about you all day long."
"Help me, eldest sister, or I will die."
Fifteen:
"Uh ha ha ha!" The bell frame was raging, causing the sound of hell to erode every inch of land where Mu Ziyun was.
Muziyun was wrapped in four flames and was about to collapse.
"I don't want to die. Someone save me. I don't want to die. I can't die! Anyone can save me, no matter what the cost!"
The fire beads in the heart accepted Mu Ziyun's request. When the most powerful fire in the world spurted out, they had only one purpose - to save Mu Ziyun. For this reason, what do the lives of the three cities count?
Mu Ziyun was always deeply hated because of his sins. In fact, the Fire Bead never moved autonomously. It was precisely because of Mu Ziyun's inner desire that it awakened its instincts. Mu Ziyuncai was truly a sinner, but because of his cowardice, he never dared to face him.
Seventeen:
In the Fire Lord's Palace, is it really the Fire Lord controlling his body?
What he said was so righteous and so sad. How could he torture people? How could he possibly harm someone? It must be the Fire Lord controlling his body, yes, it must be.
He comforted himself in his heart, yes, he has never been that kind of person. So he grabbed a person's head with peace of mind, inserted the flame through the gap, and watched with enjoyment as he struggled and died in pain. It was so beautiful. Even if the tigers knew about it, they would definitely feel that he was being treated by the fire master. Take control.
The rumbling rain keeps coming, the thunder keeps coming
Mu Ziyun felt as if his body had been hollowed out and lifeless. He didn't care how long he had walked, it didn't matter where he went.
Suddenly, he saw a pair of feet, a pair of women's feet. Uneasiness and fear surged in his cold heart, and he slowly raised his head.
That was a kite, the face he least wanted to see at this moment.
"You are here to kill me, right?" Mu Ziyun asked in a daze.
The rain slid across the kite's face, not a trace of redness visible.
"No, don't kill me, please, please." Mu Ziyun lowered his head, his body trembling uncontrollably, "I don't want to die, I really don't want to die."
The right arm of the kite turned into a tree trunk and was inserted into Mu Ziyun's chest. The tree trunk seemed to be boiling hot, which allowed Mu Ziyun's blood to regain its temperature and flow out along the trunk. No matter how heavy the rain was, it could not bring it down. They disperse.
"Uh" Mu Ziyun half-closed his eyes, as if shedding tears, "I, I, really" It was night, and he fell forward.
Author's words: Every ferocious beast will have its own death scene (which means aura, but it is different from aura). Similarly, every ferocious beast and god will have flaws, such as Xiang's loneliness, Mu Ziyun's cowardice and hypocrisy, although these They are all despised, but Nan Jue is not afraid to bring them to the table, because they are all real people and are never perfect. It is precisely because of their flaws that they shine.
