The day finally came.

Although Wei Huan racked his brains and tried his best to find evidence to prove his innocence, it was still too late.

The raised hands fell feebly to his sides, and the golden light blade in front of Yangsheng disappeared and returned to his wrists, cuffing Wei Huan like handcuffs.

He must look a lot like a convicted fugitive now.

There is no need to hide it anymore. Wei Huan knows very well that the reason why these barking birds don't really hurt him is because of Yang Sheng. These are just a game played by Yang Sheng. He doesn't want to hurt him at all, he just wants to put him into a fighting state and expose him. Go out into battle habits.

We fought side by side with him countless times, and sure enough, it was the tacit understanding that allowed him to show his weakness in the end.

"Why don't you speak?" Yang Sheng walked towards him step by step, holding purple wind in his palms, "Why, are you still thinking about what kind of lies you should make up to hide the truth?"

When he walked up to him, Wei Huan realized that he had never seen Yang Sheng really angry.

In the past twenty-one years, Yang Sheng has always been the one who tolerated him and spoiled him, and he has always been the one who can talk back and take the blame with him after he has gone too far. No matter how ridiculous things he does, Yang Sheng always says No matter how cruel you are, you will still stand in front of him and won't let him alone.

The opponent grabbed his collar violently, but Yang Sheng still managed to get rid of the wind in his palms, and punched Shang Wei Huan hard on the cheek. Although he did not use his demonic power, as Bifang, his strength was naturally superior to that of humans. Just one blow A punch can knock Wei Huan into confusion.

"Please speak!"

One punch, then another.

Each punch was done with all his strength, hitting him so hard that he could hardly open his eyes, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. Wei Huan could smell the smell of blood, but he felt no pain, only discomfort, so uncomfortable that he almost died, and his throat was tight, as if His hands were stuck there, preventing him from moving.

There are so many things I want to say, but no words can come out.

Yang Sheng pushed him against the wall, holding his neck tightly with one hand and punching him with the other hand. His reason was on the verge of collapse. The indignation, resentment and disappointment of so many years poured out like a flood at this moment. .

The more you care, the more heartache you get.

Blood clogged his throat, and Wei Huan couldn't help coughing it out, "Ascension..."

Seeing the injuries on his face in a daze, Yang Sheng stopped subconsciously.

His fingers were clenched so tightly that the protruding joints were worn out. He was breathing heavily, his chest was rising and falling, and his eyes were staring at the friend in front of him after seven years of separation.

Wei Huan just looked at him. It was obvious that his face was different and he had become a completely different person, but his eyes did not change, they were exactly the same as before.

It was this look in his eyes that had trapped him for so many years.

Ascension, you are so fucking useless.

Wei Huan gritted his teeth tightly and tried to speak, but he saw Yang Sheng facing him with red eyes and laughing.

"Seven years, I've been looking for you for seven whole years."

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple tornado roared up. When it calmed down, the surrounding scenery had changed and turned into a wide lawn, but the sky was violet, as if it was covered by purple light.

There was no wall behind Wei Huan, and he fell down onto a lawn.

They left the dark zone.

Wei Huan, who was lying on the ground, tried to get up, but was quickly knocked to the side of a tree by the purple wind gushing from Ascension's palm, and his back was hit hard.

He spit out a mouthful of blood and dripped it on his newly bought red sweatshirt.

He stretched out his hand to wipe it, but his arm was suppressed by the manic wind and could not be lifted up.

"You didn't say anything because you wanted to delay time for Yun Yongzhou to come and save you?"

Yang Sheng sneered and opened his palms. There was a violet wind ball in his palm. Wei Huan recognized it as their barrier ball.

"It's impossible for him to come in." The barrier ball in his palm disappeared. "This is the barrier of the Bi Fang family. Only the Bifang family can enter and exit. If he has to break it by force, he will have as much demon power as he spends to attack the barrier. The demonic power bounced back to him."

"You should give up."

Wei Huan gasped, the rising wind made it impossible for him to struggle, and he could hardly open his eyes.

In fact, he didn't want to resist, and he could even understand Yang Sheng's mood at this moment.

If it were him, he would probably be even crazier.

"You know what? When I received the notice of death in the line of duty," his expression suddenly became cold, as if he was not the one who lost control just now, "I thought I was going to collect the bodies of two people."

"my father."

He walked up to Wei Huan, raised his chin, and said with a stubborn smile on his face, "My best friend in this life."

Seven years ago, everyone showed mercy to him, hugged him with tears in their eyes at the funeral, comforted him, and bound him with the same words.

[You will be the pillar of the Bi Fang family from now on.]

Seeing people throwing the white flowers in their hands into the grave one by one, he couldn't even shed a single tear.

Although he knew that the man who supported the entire Bifang, and even the entire Fuyao, was really going to sleep underground now, and would never be able to stand up again to shield himself from the wind and rain.

Everyone said that Instructor Yang valued Wei Huan even more than his own son Yang Sheng, because his own son was not an attack-type demon. No matter how much effort he put into training, he was just an assistant, so he chose Wei Huan and sent him to Yang Sheng. Teach him your own skills.

In this case, Ascension has been heard since childhood.

But no matter what the rumors were, he had always seen clearly that his father only had a nurturing attitude towards Wei Huan, especially after Wei Huan's parents died in the war. Even if they had no time to entrust him with his deathbed, the friendship between the two families had already allowed his father to treat him Treat it as your own.

Even if everyone was talking behind his back and laughing at him for not being as valued as Wei Huan by his father, he never complained about Wei Huan for a moment. He knew that these were just the thoughts of a villain. His father loved him and Wei Huan was also his best friend.

He never even thought about one day surpassing Wei Huan and becoming stronger than him. The only thing he hoped for was to be with Wei Huan, assisting him all his life, and sending the wind from his palm to him in critical moments. In his hands, for his use.

Then watch him smile and watch them win together.

That's all.

Such a sincere heart has never changed in the past twenty-one years.

[Jiufeng Weihuan rebelled against the enemy.]

"Impossible!" Yang Sheng vetoed, "It's impossible for him to rebel against the enemy. I know him better than anyone else! He will never rebel against the enemy even if he dies!"

Until he saw the Nine Phoenix war emblem that the human enemy took out when they negotiated peace.

Each family in the Yao clan has its own family emblem, and a military family like Jiufeng has a war emblem engraved with its own family crest. The war emblem represents the family's glory and determination to fight to the death.

After the death of Wei Huan's parents, this Nine Phoenix War Emblem was passed down to him. Once handed over, it would be equivalent to throwing the entire Nine Phoenix Demon Clan's generational loyalty into the abyss.

This is Wei Huan's most precious thing.

"Impossible..." Yang Sheng still didn't believe it, he almost lost control, "Go and check, they must have stolen this, and it must not have been handed over by Wei Huan. It is impossible for Ah Huan to do such a thing!"

Until that image was exposed to the entire Internet.

Everyone was reposting it. Even so, Ascension couldn't wake up. He searched for his body like crazy. Day and night, he went to every crevice in the border canyon. As long as he saw someone, he would catch him. They came to ask.

"Have you ever seen him?"

"Have you seen this man?"

In the end, he didn't know what he was doing or what he was obsessed with. Maybe he was just a little bit unwilling at the end. He was not willing to let Wei Huan become the kind of person he didn't know well, and he was not willing to let himself do it in such an unbearable way. lose him.

In those days, he did not shed a single tear and lived like a zombie. The only thing that supported him was his belief.

He wants to find Wei Huan's body.

Later, he even began to be counterattacked by his own demonic power, and his rationality became the one with the upper hand. He did not know when he would be completely demonized and lose control, leaving only instinct without any independent consciousness.

Live like a monster.

The incident ended with him losing control one day and accidentally injuring an innocent human being.

He was escorted back by his fellow tribesmen, and everyone was blaming him, letting him know how much courage he had on his shoulders now.

[You still have your mother and such a young sister, you have to support the whole family!]

[Just a traitor, how many ridiculous things have you done for him!]

[Are you worthy of your dead father!]

He knelt in front of his father's shattered life monument and watched his mother, who had been in the hospital for many days because of her grief, personally come to pick him up, bowed and apologized to him, said all kinds of good things, and took him back.

None of them spread their wings that day, but walked silently on the road in Kunlunxu. There were many people on the road, and everyone was laughing and laughing as always. Yang Sheng looked at his mother from a distance, she seemed to have aged overnight, and her hair had turned white. The back has become so thin and narrow.

"Asheng, I heard that you stayed in the border canyon for a long time. I know it's very hard for you..."

"Are you hungry? Mom has prepared some food for you. It's all your favorite food."

"Your sister misses you too. She hasn't cried recently. She is very good and won't disturb you." The mother suddenly stopped and turned around.

She looked pale and smiled.

"We go home."

Tears suddenly welled up. After so many days after the death of his father and best friend, Yang Sheng knelt on the ground and cried bitterly for the first time. People all over the street were looking at him, but he just cried like a child and couldn't get up. Not coming.

From that day on, he began to accept all judgments given by the outside world.

Because he knew that he had to give up.

Over the past seven years, he has learned to control his emotions, learn to let go, and learn how to become a mature adult who can shoulder everything.

But seeing Wei Huan standing in front of him at this moment, Yang Sheng only felt ironic.

He still can't control it.

"In the end, I only found my father's bones. No," he shook his head. "His fragments cannot even be put together to form a complete body."

He pretended to be calm, as if telling a story that had nothing to do with anyone, "Did you know? Even at the last moment before his death, when he was besieged and torn to pieces by countless humans, he was still trying to contact the combat readiness headquarters, and even issued an He used the Signal Technique just because he wanted to save you and he didn’t want you to die on the battlefield!”
To be continued...