Fuji Avenue

Chapter 450 I have no regrets about leaving
(One)

Nan Qiuci only wanted to win, he only had the road in front of him, his body was hot and glowing red, as if he was about to burn.

"Do you really want to die?" said the man in the ring.

Nan Qiuci understood what the people in the ring were talking about.Because he was very talented when he started, he quickly opened the door to the inner sea, and he hardly learned the martial arts of ordinary people.

With his mana gone and his body aging, he had no hope of winning this match at all.So, he made the most extreme choice - burning himself.This is the supernatural power [Scorching Soul Song] bestowed on him by the love bird. It does not need to consume mana, but only consumes vitality to obtain abilities far superior to ordinary people.

"You keep running like this," said the man in the precept, "You can't be sure about being the first—but Shi Yuanming will definitely become a widow."

"I beg you," Wei Meng followed closely behind him, crying, "Don't run away, we still have another chance." The scarred man followed behind Wei Meng, unwilling to relax even a step.

He turned his head to look at the imposing followers behind him.

Where is the chance?With his decayed body and weakened physical strength, how could he fight against these wolf-like aliens and monks who are proficient in martial arts?The further you go, the more difficult it will be. It's better to fight with all your strength while the ancient city has just opened and everyone has not realized it.

Suddenly, an altar-like building appeared at the end of the road ahead. He was secretly delighted, murmured [Scorching Soul Song] in a low voice, and quickened his pace.

"Be careful." It was the hoarse voice of the scarred man.

Nan Qiuci's heart shuddered, and he jumped up, a bone spur pierced from behind...

(two)

Nan Qiuci looked behind him, and the three Jiao people were catching up—once the altar appeared, the life-and-death struggle would begin.He had already thought of it.

"you go first."

As Wei Meng said, she already went towards the Jiao people.The scarred man followed closely behind.They are obviously snow elves who are not good at hand-to-hand combat, but they didn't hesitate at all when they rushed forward.

Nan Qiuci was a little worried.

"You don't need to hang around," he said, "just block it once."

He looked at the backs of the two of them, and it seemed that they were about to meet the Jiao tribe soon.

There was no time to hesitate—he sang [Scorching Soul Song] and continued to move forward.There were tinkling and crashing sounds from behind, dense at first, and then gradually thinned out. The roars of the Jiao people continued, but the voices of Weimeng and the man with Scar could not be heard.

He ran faster and faster, but he couldn't feel at ease.

"You have only two roads now," he heard the person in the ring say while walking hesitantly, "Either you rush to the finish line first, or you will die."

Of course he understands the meaning of the people in the ring, the first one to reach the finish line has the possibility of getting a reward, everything is possible.If someone else is allowed to take the lead—【Scorching Soul Song】burns his vitality, death will come soon, and all efforts will be in vain.

Maybe it was the burning soul that made him extremely sensitive, he finally heard Wei Meng's muffled groan - she seemed to be restraining herself intentionally.Then, he heard the babbling and eager calling of the scar man again.

Just take a look.

As soon as he turned his head, his heart tightened suddenly - Wei Meng and Scar Man had been forced to the edge of the road by the three horned demons, and they might fall down at any time.

"This is in the ancient city," said the man in the precept, "The dead can also be resurrected, so don't waste time."

Can the dead really be resurrected?He couldn't believe it unless he saw it with his own eyes.But if Weimeng dies here, he is really dead.

He looked forward, and the altar was not far ahead.

The precepts said: "Run, run!"

Nan Qiuci turned around and started to run back.

The ring said: "Are you crazy? You will win soon!"

Nan Qiuci didn't speak, and sang [Scorching Soul Song], feeling the burning sensation of his soul, and quickened his pace.

A burly man with lightning eyes rushed towards him, passing him by.

After a while, a white robed female cultivator with a man on her back met him face to face, and went forward.

After a while, a male cultivator riding a white tiger also ran ahead.

"It's over, it's over," said the man in the ring, "You are dead."

"To shut up."

"You are absolutely the stupidest person I've ever met!"

(three)

Sure enough, hand-to-hand combat is not a project that a smart snow elf should choose.

When he was cornered, the man with the scar waved a staff that could not activate spells in his hand, making a final resistance.

Although the horned demon of the vine clan couldn't use the vine spell normally, he still took out long vines from his mouth one by one, grabbed them with both hands and danced back and forth, creating a picture in mid-air composed of phantom vines. The airtight rattan net.

The two bone-blade horned demons pulled out huge bone spurs from their backs, held them in their hands like spears, and rushed towards him and Weimeng.

Wei Meng didn't have a weapon in her hand, so she could only dodge with her body skills.His staff was strong enough, but a huge impact came from the bone blade, causing his hands to shatter, and the bone staff also fell to the ground.

The bone blade stabbed at his chest again, he didn't care to pick up the staff, and hurriedly rolled to the other side.

Weimeng's muffled groan came from his ear, he quickly raised his head, and saw Weimeng's shoulder pierced by a bone blade, blood splattered everywhere, and his expression was painful.

He was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe, and rushed towards Weimeng desperately.

The horned demon of the bone blade clan smiled grimly, raised the bone blade, and kicked Weimeng's chest.Weimeng flew into the air and fell towards the ruins.

His world turned into darkness, only the light of Weimeng could be seen.He ran towards the edge of the road, jumped down, and hugged Weimeng.

The three Horn people looked at them and shook their heads, and continued to chase.

The rustling of scorpions came from the ruins.

In the darkness, densely packed and countless red light spots lit up, and he knew they were the eyes of the scorpion.

He leaned close to Weimeng's ear, "Live well." This time he forgot to cover his voice.

"Siya ①?" Wei Meng looked at him in surprise, "You are Siya?"

"Goodbye."

He spun in mid-air, and threw Weimeng back by relying on the inertia of the rotation.

"Don't!" Wei Meng kept shaking her head at him, shouting, "Don't!"

Siya smiled, waved her hand at Weimeng, and fell towards the sea of ​​scorpions.He could already smell scorpions.

(four)

Wei Meng was thrown back to the main road by the scarred man, but Nan Qiuci still rushed towards the ruins.Without spells, Feidun could only rely on [Scorching Soul Song], the burning speed of the soul was obviously faster.In an instant, he could clearly hear the footsteps of life passing by getting faster and faster.

"Forget about Weimeng," the man in the ring said, "You even saved him? How many times?"

It's too late to say anything now.Nan Qiuci leaped out, and with the burning momentum of his soul, he turned into a ray of red light and grabbed the scarred man.

The scarred man obviously didn't think about his actions, and stared at him blankly.

He sang [Scorching Soul Song] again, and the burning power of the soul wrapped the two of them back on the road together.

Wei Meng cried and said, "What are you doing back here?"

The man with the scar opened his mouth, but made no sound.

Nan Qiuci smiled, and then ran forward.The altar is still ahead, the game is not over yet, there is still hope.He sang [Burning Soul Song] again, and the light of burning soul flashed, brighter than before.He tried his best to run forward, but his feet stepped on the ground as if he was stepping on cotton, and he fell down after running a few steps.He tried to get up, but his arms, legs and feet didn't have any strength anymore.I wanted to sing [Scorching Soul Song] again, only to find that my skin and flesh were loose, like a hundred-year-old old man, and my soul could no longer be burned.

Wei Meng and Scar Man chased him up and helped him up.

"I can't run anymore," he said with a smile.

The person in the ring said, "You deserve it."

Weimeng burst into tears, tears rolling down like beads.

(Fives)

This was the saddest time in Weimeng's life, and she would never forget it until she died.

Nan Qiuci really had no strength at all, leaning against her arm like a puddle of mud.His face was full of loose wrinkles, the fleshy skin on his body hung weakly on the bones, and a rotten old man's smell penetrated into her nostrils.

He tremblingly raised his hand and pointed to the altar in front of him, as if he had exhausted all his strength, "Take me there."

Wei Meng held back her tears, picked him up carefully, and walked forward.

His face was gray, like a dark cloud.The further he walked, the darker his face became, obviously the end was approaching.But his eyes are slightly open and looking forward, he still has to move forward, keep walking.

She cried as she walked, as if a knife was stirring in her heart.When he was about to approach the altar, Nan Qiuci suddenly said: "Stop, I can't wait."

She couldn't control her emotions for a while, hugged him and sat on the ground, crying loudly.The monks passing by looked at her curiously, but she didn't care.Xi Ya stood beside her quietly, and patted her shoulder lightly.

Nan Qiuci moved his fingers.She quickly understood and held his hand in front of her eyes. On the middle finger of her hand was a ring that seemed to be made of bronze.

"I'll die later," Nan Qiuci said, "you hold me and bring it to the finish line. After Ida announces the winner, take it off my hand. It will belong to you in the future. "

Jiezhong said: "You treat Lao Tzu as a relic?" As he spoke, he suddenly burst into tears.

Nan Qiuci looked at the scarred man, then at her, and said, "After I die, you can follow him."

She was shocked, and suddenly understood what was going on.

She shook her head desperately, tears accidentally falling on his face.

(six)

Nan Qiuci opened his eyes for the last time.

This is the ancient city of Katse, which was cast thousands of years ago, and this is the vast ancient road in the ruins of the Sea of ​​Scorpions.

The sky was filled with crimson fog, and the rustling sound of scorpions rubbing against their carapaces could be heard from the ruins.

He neither saw nor heard.I just feel that the world suddenly quiets down.In a trance, the world changed before my eyes——

I also saw the ancient bluestone road a few years ago, with deep twists and turns.The moss is mottled, and the brocade climbs the wall.A clear stream winds its way to the east, and a curved stone bridge lies plainly.There are light boats moving slowly in the river, and there are three or five pedestrians on both sides of the river.Everyone shakes their fans leisurely and points out the scenery.

A flat green boat floated down the current, and a girl stood quietly at the bow of the boat——

The lotus clothes are worn with loincloth belts, and the sleeves of the clothes flutter.

Green temples follow the clouds, vermilion and light yellow.

The slim waist is straight, and the strong willow is facing the wind.

With plain hands behind their backs, onion and jade are new.

Looking around with leisurely feet, looking at the south bank.

Only looking at the side face, it was still Ye Mei Yingying, smiling frequently, able to withstand hundreds of gestures.

His eyes stared straight, and his eyes seemed to be twisted into a thin red thread, tightly tied to the girl's bun.There seemed to be a very lively feast of gongs and drums in the atrium, with non-stop rubbing and knocking.

The boat has no bridge hole, the girl didn't know if she saw the red thread tied on the bun, or heard the sound of gongs and drums on the bridge.He suddenly raised his head to look at the bridge, and suddenly held out a face with fragrant jade seals and red plums reflecting snow, and smiled at him.

"Yuanming, Yuanming," he called softly.

Shi Yuanming tilted his head and smiled at him, then waved his hand...

He closed his eyes, feeling that the world couldn't be quieter.

……

On the seemingly endless avenue, Weimeng's hoarse and mournful cry sounded.

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Fellow Taoists, the story of Nan Qiuci is over.

In fact, I also prepared two endings for him.The first is what it is now.

The second ending is that he crossed the finish line, won the victory, and fulfilled his wish.When Yuanming died and came back to life, he came to the end of his life and only had a moment to spend with each other.The story ends here.However, the reality in the world is often that the desire we pursue hard may not necessarily come true, but we can control our inner world.For Nan Qiuci, if you work hard, pursue, and do your best, you will have no regrets.It's really a comedy scene.

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①Siya: I knew that some people would definitely ask—"Who is Xiya?" "The update is too slow, people can't remember." The dog leg of the dream.

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【I have no regrets about leaving——Nan Qiuci】

I am Nan Qiuci, a man destined to wander until death.

My tragedy started with Zhenhai Beast Lovebird.Lovebirds can make all women fall in love with me. If I take the path of passion, my life should be very chic.But when I fell in love with a woman, I embarked on the road of infatuation without hesitation.

My lover is Shi Yuanming.She died at the hands of my master, and instead of avenging her, I embarked on a journey to bring her back from the dead.

People in the ring said I was stupid.How did he know that I was actually enjoying it.I think of her every night, and as long as I think of her coming back to life, I am very happy.

After I got the Sumeru Precept, I used it to travel through thousands of mountains and rivers in the Hongran monk world, to the East China Sea Demon Realm, to the endless wilderness, to the Northern Wanshan Monster Race, the Western Regions Nether Ghost Race, and the East China Sea. tribe, the territory of the southern wisteria tribe.I left the Hongran Realm and went to the Ice Realm, the Great Zhou Academy Realm, the Longevity Realm, the Strange Demon Realm, the Wizard Realm, the Asura Realm, the Witch Realm, the Spirit Demon Realm, the Strange Beast Realm, and the Myriad Demon Realm, so many that I can’t remember up.

I searched thousands of miles, just to see her again.

It's a pity that it didn't work out after all.My life has come to an end, but I have no regrets.For seeing her down below soon.Weimeng has been with me for so long, I feel sorry for her.Fortunately, I chose a guardian for her - the person who loves her the most in the world.Isn't this also a happy result?

The moment my soul left my body, I felt warm in my body, which was an unprecedented satisfaction.

My opening statement was wrong - I am Nan Qiuci, a man who is destined to pursue perfection.My comedy starts with lovebirds.

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