Chapter 945 The man riding the old ox

A person appeared behind Fang Jie, and a person appeared behind Yang Jian.

Fang Jie saw the pounce tiger, and then saw Luo Weiran.

Puhu saw Yang Jian and Fang Jie.

Luo Weiran saw Fang Jie, Yang Jian, and also saw the tiger.

This is from different perspectives and different attention.

"Pun the tiger!"

Yang Jian turned around and shouted at Puhu: "Hurry up! Help the eldest brother stop that person!"

Puhu obviously hesitated for a moment, but finally walked to Yang Jian. He glanced at Fang Jie, and then said to Yang Jian in a very serious tone: "Brother... When I fled from the battlefield and returned here, the thing I was most worried and afraid of was that one day you would escape back like this. I once thought that if you really came back like this, I would pretend to turn a blind eye or escape again. This is not the life I want. You are no longer the eldest brother I respected at the time... Two hundred years ago, even when you slaughtered so many meritorious ministers, I could find an excuse for you to convince myself that all this is for the good of the Sui Dynasty."

"But now... when you start sucking blood of your descendants, I really can't find a good reason to comfort myself."

"I am your elder brother!"

Yang Jian took a step back and looked at Puhu with caution: "No one is closer to you than I have!"

"Yes...you are my eldest brother."

Puhu smiled desolately: "So no matter how much I struggle or feel unwilling in my heart, in the end I did not escape but came out to stand in front of you."

Hearing this sentence, Yang Jian's face eased significantly: "Puhu, no matter what, the brotherhood between you and me is still there. I know that I may have done something a little bit too much, but I am really for the good of the Sui Dynasty."

"No"

Puhu shook his head: "You are for yourself."

He pointed to himself: "When you asked me to charge forward with your men, it was to build a country that you and my brothers thought of ideals, a country that is fair and just and convinced by the people. No matter what you do, I always believed in my heart that we could achieve our ideals. Now, you let me stand in front of you, just for yourself."

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

He suddenly felt that the back was so far away from him. He was the Puhu, his favorite younger brother, and the most honest and honest Puhu, who valued family affection.

So Yang Jian was a little annoyed and felt that the whole world had betrayed him.

Yes, everyone in the world is going to betray him.

Puhu seemed to have lost interest in saying something to Yang Jian. He turned to Fang Jie and smiled apologetically: "After parting on the bank of the Yangtze River, I made up my mind to leave that incomprehensible war. Because I knew that except for myself, everyone had a clear expectation for the outcome of the war and knew why they fought, but I didn't know. So I wanted to escape and escape. In fact... I didn't want to be enemies with you?"

Fang Jie looked at Puhu and asked seriously: "You really want to block it for him?"

Puhu was silent for a while and nodded: "You want to block it."

"Don't die?"

Fang asked again.

"yes"

Puhu nodded again: "Even if he did many mistakes, even if he did, he would have lost the true love between his brothers, but I still couldn't watch him die and turn a blind eye. What he did is his business, and what I did is mine."

"good"

Fang Jie suddenly turned around and left: "I can't do it with you forever. Even if I leave a monster in the world, I can't do it with you forever. If I want to kill Yang Jian, I can't do it. If I want to kill Yang Jian, I can't do it. You and me have no close friendship, but I know you treat me as a friend, and you can kill me for Yang Jian, but... I would rather regret not being able to kill a monster at the best time in the future than remembering that I had killed a friend."

"I'll do it!"

Luo Weiran stepped forward and stood in front of Fang Jie: "You have never been a person who seems to be a hero. You have too many shackles in your heart that cannot be overcome. The things you value are not worth considering in the eyes of a hero, but they will make you embarrassed or even give up. I was actually waiting for that person to come back from the day I returned to Chang'an City, waiting for that person to come back!"

Luo Weiran pointed to Yang Jian: "He is not just a nightmare. If I want my beloved to live without worry and fear, I must get rid of this nightmare. I will do what you can't do."

He moved out of the way and did not continue to stop Fang's explanation: "Before going back, go to Tai Chi Palace and tell her... I can't go back."

Fang Jie's shoulders trembled slightly, and his steps became stiff.

"Why are there so many pains in the world?"

Tears fell from the corner of the tiger's eyes. He turned around and asked Yang Jian: "Brother, how many more people do we have to hurt?"

Yang Jian was stunned, then raised his jaw and said, "I have created two hundred years of peace and well-being for the people of the world and brought two hundred years of glory for his descendants. Shouldn't they be grateful? I am just asking them to make some contributions now. When I restore the world to a peaceful world, I will give them another two hundred years... No! Two thousand years, twenty thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand years of peace and well-being! You all think that I did something wrong, but I know... I! That's right!"

...

...

The tears of the tiger

Yang Jian's heart

Why is it so contradictory?

Luo Weiran resolutely bypassed Fang Jie and faced the two brothers. Fang Jie became a little hesitant at this time. How great would it be if he was a ruthless person? How great would it be if he was a person who could sacrifice everything for success like Yang Jian? Even if he was a person who could do everything for himself like Shengtu... But Fang Jie was not.

He is not a real hero.

In the eyes of others, he has too many kindness in his wife. He is unwilling to hurt relatives and friends because of his own sins, nor is he willing to hurt ordinary people for his own purposes. Compared with so many powerful men in this chaotic era, he is so alternative that his enemies will admire and despise him.

If his heart is colder and harder, how could he care about the tiger?

Speaking of which, Puhu and him really have no intersection. From the first meeting to the later drinking and saying goodbye, there are only a few times. Even an ordinary person will not be as entangled as Fang Jie when facing a choice of interests. So Fang Jie is really not a very courageous person, really not.

At least he is not really in his decision on certain things.

"Pun the tiger!"

Yang Jian gasped and said, "No matter whether it was the time or now, the wishes I told you at the beginning have not changed. I want to build a fair and just country so that the people can live a good life. But the premise of doing all this is that I want to live. Only when I am alive can I fight hard to fulfill my ideals! If I die, what's the point of my previous dreams even if I have a better dream?"

"You only see in front of you, and in the means I use to achieve my ideals. But what is there to doubt? If you want to succeed, it is not the hesitation of the hypocritical person in front of you! As long as I live, I give me a few years, no matter how many disasters there are in the Great Sui Dynasty, I don't need to be afraid of, because I will put him down! Even if there is really a powerful foreign enemy invasion, I will drive him out with Great Sui Erlang!"

"Puhu, help me stop them, just buy me a stick of incense."

He said.

Puhu looked at Fang Jie's back and did not answer for a long time.

"Brother, you always find many reasons to defend yourself, just like... you deliberately refused to save your second brother..."

"Is that wrong with me?"

Yang Jian asked angrily.

"It's the second brother, that's right... The second brother wants to replace you, but he doesn't want to stay under you like that anymore. Before he died, he said that he doesn't regret it, and it's not your fault, because every man has an emperor dream in his heart. He just can't stop temptation, and he can't blame others for death. But, brother... aren't you thinking about taking the opportunity to get rid of your second brother?"

Hearing this sentence, Yang Jian's already pale face changed again.

"Am I waiting for him to kill me?"

He almost roared, like a wild beast.

"No...Brother, you are not waiting for your second brother to kill you. You deliberately gave your second brother many opportunities, tempting him to kill you, and then you can kill your second brother with confidence and even calmness. Few people know about what happened two hundred years ago, but you and I know. I don't know what the temptation of rights is for a man...I know, this right has ruined the relationship between you and my brothers."

Puhu didn't look back, and didn't look at Yang Jian's angry face.

"After I came back, Lao Huang died... I kept thinking, I really came back just to give Lao Huang a good destination? Or did I just want to escape all this? Later, I suddenly realized that there was a voice in my heart that kept telling myself that this is the destination... We should have stayed here more than 200 years ago."

After saying this, he smiled.

But there was no trace of joy, and the smile made people heartbreaking.

"Brother, you once said that no matter how good your friends and close partners are, they are not as good as brothers. Because we are connected by blood, that kind of relationship is irreplaceable. I never doubt this sentence. Even if you did so many wrong things, killed your second brother, and killed so many of your descendants, I have never doubted this sentence. Because I know that at least the moment you said this sentence, you were sincere."

"Even if it's wrong, it's not my fault alone!"

Yang Jian roared: "This is such a world. Even if it is not you and me who are standing here today, it is the same if it is others! This is the eternal thing in human nature!"

"Yes...humanity"

Puhu turned around and looked at Yang Jian: "So, I always thought that Lao Huang was his best friend, because he only asked me for food and nothing else."

"What do you mean?"

Yang Jian's eyes suddenly changed.

"Brother, let's go. We no longer belong to this world of life. I once told you that if you do not fulfill your wish and pacify the world and we are all dead, then don't be sad. When you get down, my second brother and I will help you realize your wish in another world. Let's... fight the world again in a different place."

Puhu said.

He waved, and an old yellow cow suddenly appeared from behind Yang Jian, tilted his head and ran over, making a deep and distant cry.

That was not a real old ox. The old ox was dead and fell asleep quietly in the lonely grave deep in the underground palace.

No one expected that when Puhu appeared in front of them, he had already made a decision, leaving part of his cultivation power behind Yang Jian, and he actually transformed this part of his cultivation power into the appearance of an old ox. The old ox had a pair of dull horns on his head, and the years had polished the horns to a roundness and no longer sharpness.

These dull angles penetrated Yang Jian's back deeply.

The old yellow cow rushed forward with Yang Jian, and Yang Jian twisted violently. However, after trembling with Fang Jie for so many days, he was exhausted, and the remaining little cultivation could not break the old yellow cow. The old yellow cow seemed to feel the summoning of the pounce tiger and ran towards the pounce tiger.

"Goodbye, friend."

Puhu smiled and said, "Thank you for treating me as a friend..."

Before he could finish his words, the old yellow cow collided with him with Yang Jian. He waved to the tiger, and the mysterious palm fan flew over, and the umbrella handle pierced through the back of Yang Jian's head... The tiger grabbed the umbrella handle and twisted it, and Yang Jian's head shattered. Then the tiger turned over and rode the illusory old yellow cow, carried the palm fan, and dragged Yang Jian's headless body into the depths of the underground palace: "I'll take him away, you all go too, this is the tomb of our Yang family... don't bother them anymore."

"Pun the tiger!"

Fang Jie shouted that he would chase after him from behind.

"Don't follow me, and don't try to save me... I will be even more painful if I live."

The sound came from afar, and then the gates of the underground palace fell heavily.

Neither Fang Jie nor Luo Weiran expected that the situation would be like this, and he was at a loss when he stood there.

"Maybe...he'll feel more at ease in this way."

Luo Weiran walked to Fang Jie and patted Fang Jie on the shoulder: "Don't think about it anymore, your sadness may not be his sadness. Maybe he wanted this a long time ago, and he is not sad. As a friend, why should you be sad?"

He thought Fang Jie would answer something, but Fang Jie didn't say a word.

Then, it fell down softly.
Chapter completed!