Plural Apostles

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practice...

practice...

Like a mirror-like cliff, Fu Hua was climbing up a little bit, raised his hand and put his fingers together, pierced into the extremely smooth cliff, and then moved up a little bit.

When the strength is extremely suppressed, when the limit is extremely reduced, the test is the strength of the will and the soul.

Climbing to the end, Fu Hua lay on the cliff platform, gasping for breath.

"Do you feel anything?"

Siegfried lifted his cheeks and looked at Fu Hua, who was lying on the platform panting: "You may have slowed down your progress in such a simple way of tempering your will, so you should go to Gensokyo for further study, at least learn something more, so that you can face the future. See the road more clearly."

"Siegfried..."

Fu Hua panted slightly, looked at the distant sky, raised his hand to create the world out of thin air, is this the power of God?

"Do you think I can go to the end of martial arts?"

"Do you think, for us, the future has an end? Or... the future has no end." Siegfried looked at her with a smile, "In the past, you never worried about life and death, but now you are. It's not a good thing to start getting confused."

"Maybe it's because the mission is finally over, but I still don't want to die like this."

Fu Hua sat up, then stood up slowly, and took a deep breath while looking at the scenery outside the cliff.

"If you don't want to die, just live."

Siegfried smiled and stretched: "How about I give you a reason not to die?"

"...for what reason?"

"Yi is already telling us to go back for dinner."

"..."

"as well as……"

Siegfried hugged each other from behind: "I love you, I don't want you to die earlier than me."

"It is a cruel feeling to die later than God..."

Siegfried laughed softly.

"So go ahead and find out what it means to live in this world."

"Let's look for it together." [End of the book]