Heroes of the Fantasy World

Chapter 647: Hill of Swords

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The sun shone all over the courtyard, and the tip of my nose was filled with the fragrance of tea leaves. The tea field that I had just picked had become bare, with only wooden poles left. The hand-washing bowl was also covered with tea leaves. A Miao girl who had just washed her hands walked by with a bright smile, very kind. Another slightly gloomy woman also responded with enthusiasm, although the smile was forced.

"do you remember?"

A familiar yet strange red shadow said, "This is Yuyi Town, where everything begins and where everything ends. Yan'er, do you still remember?"

She asked again at the end of her sentence, without any pause in her tone, and very coldly.

For some reason, Murong Yan wanted to hug Hong Ying in her arms, but she couldn't move. No, she couldn't even confirm whether she existed in this world - Hong Ying passed through her transparent body and merged with her.

In an instant, the surroundings became dark and the air was turbid. On the seemingly endless road ahead, there was a blazing fire with a vague human figure in the fire.

"How I wish I could be you, sister."

After the figure resembling Hua Ruyi turned into ashes, they returned to Yangcheng, their secluded place.

Here, Murong Yan spent five years without Bai Feng. Not only did she have to raise Xier and Yu Ke on her own, but she also had to go back to Kunlun Mountain once a year to persuade the people of Zhuxian Town not to give up looking for Bai Feng, and she personally led people up the mountain to look for her.

These were five years of untold suffering, but fortunately, everything was over. Murong Yan couldn't help but feel emotional at the sight, and her whole body was shaking.

Then, Hongying took Murongyan back to Yuyi Town five years ago, when Sima Tu led the Taiping Dao troops to the city. Baifeng and Murongyan did not want to implicate others, so they chose to stand up and sacrifice themselves. However, Zhao Xiaomei could not bear to leave them alone, and successfully persuaded Yuwenxuan to help out - the voices of the righteous men of the sect bidding farewell to "General Baifeng" can still be heard today.

Hong Ying told Murong Yan: "I'm afraid neither you nor I would like to recall this memory."

On top of the Taiping Tower, in the water dungeon, enduring months of torture of being cut into pieces, no one can remain sane.

"Even Yan'er couldn't bear it, so the wounds on your body will never heal." Hongying controlled Murong Yan to curl up and tremble: "At that time, fortunately I was there to bear it for you, so you didn't collapse."

——Yan'er.

Hongying's tone of voice still lacked ups and downs, but Murong Yan was very empathetic: when a person endures too much pain, it is common to lose all five senses, and the other "person" in one's body will even have his will worn away.

Before the disaster, Murong Yan and Bai Feng worked together as a pair of knights, and traveled to every corner of Beizhen, just to strive for true peace. However, things did not go as planned. After Bai Feng led the rebels and successfully supported Zhao Kuo, the lord of Yuyi Town, to become the lord of the North, Zhao Kuo chose to betray.

Sima Tu took away Murong Yan, and Bai Feng embarked on the path of a lone wolf since then. His figure, traveling day and night, walking alone, now echoed in Murong Yan's eyes like water waves.

Murong Yan's sadness finally reached its limit at this point. She closed her eyes, unable to bear to watch any longer.

"You could have stopped, or even not set out at all, and no one would blame you." Hong Ying took Murong Yan back to the ancient tomb of the previous dynasty: "Look, how many friends have left you."

Bai Feng held E Feiying's body in regret, kneeling on the ground and looking at the sky. At this moment, Murong Yan really thought about not continuing this journey, but
"They died because of me." Murong Yan finally spoke: "How could I be afraid? How could I run away?!"

Hongying took Murong Yan all the way back to the day when she first met Bai Feng. At that time, she was like a mountain elf, free and unfettered, with light steps and graceful posture. Whenever she saw a place to stay, she would walk that road. She did not miss the past and did not care about the future. It would be fine if she could live like this forever.

Murong Yan thought: "Is this me?" "Yes, Yan'er." The red shadow left Murong Yan's body and transformed into the "Murong Yan" who was picking herbs in front of her: "It's you, and it's me."

Murong Yan asked: "Can you hear my voice? Mother?!"

"You are born kind and don't know the dangers of the world. I know you don't want to face those monsters at all. Your mind is not that strong! You will cry secretly, dare not laugh out loud, and imagine that there is a great man who likes you. If you hadn't chosen to go with Bai Feng from the beginning, you would have everything you wanted, and you wouldn't have to force yourself to become like this."

After saying that, Bai Feng, who was shot and wounded, followed the river to Murong Yan's feet.

Murong Yan hesitated with trembling hands. She was afraid, afraid to touch Bai Feng's body and then see the end of the two of them again.

death.

Hongying grabbed Murong Yan's hand, her tone still very cold: "Yan'er, my poor daughter."

Unexpectedly, Murong Yan shook off the other person, her body appeared in this environment, and then she rescued Bai Feng - this time, she did not see the "future".

"Brother Feng! Brother Feng!" Murong Yan supported Bai Feng, and Hong Ying showed a faint smile on her face: "Mother, you may be right, but if we don't dare to do what we want to do just because we are afraid, then how can we move forward into the future? The reason why people are born as human beings is because they are never afraid of the future. I know, I knew at the beginning that this was what mother showed me - Brother Feng and I will die in this war, but even so, what is there to be afraid of?"

A few tears fell on Hongying's stiff face: "Yan'er, if this is your choice, I believe you. In fact, my divination is only a possibility, and the future is not certain."

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——Yan'er.

——The future is still in your hands.

——You don’t need me anymore.

"Mother?!"

Murong Yan suddenly woke up from her sleep. Bai Feng, who was guarding her, hurriedly asked, "Yan'er, what's wrong with you?"

Murong Yan's hands were shaking slightly. She was holding the copper bell she had been carrying in her palms. Blood was gradually oozing out of the bell.

"Mother."

Murong Yan held the copper bells given by her mother in both hands. After the blood flowed out, the "blood stone" in the copper bells disappeared as well, which means that it could no longer make any sound.

"Yan'er?" Bai Feng didn't know what happened, but seeing Murong Yan's face change drastically, she felt that it must be something serious: "What's the result of the divination?"

Murong Yan calmed down for a moment, and smeared the blood in her hand along her eye sockets to cover the upper half of her face, like a prophet or shaman of a primitive tribe. She spoke in a firm tone, and there was no more confusion in her eyes: "According to the original plan, Brother Feng will enter the palace to assassinate me the day before the Fengshan Ceremony, and Sima Tu will definitely send someone to kidnap me at this time. At that time, I will use my body to cover you."

The future is still in our hands.

After Murong Yan finished speaking, Bai Feng knelt down and paid his respects to her, and then they hugged each other reluctantly as if they were going to say goodbye forever.