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Chapter 88 No one is an exception
'Wei Ze' widened his eyes and looked at Lu Qingfei in disbelief.

"You didn't answer!"

"My senior brother won't let me eat the food you gave me. He suspects you have feelings for me."

"..."

If someone shows you kindness for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief.

What does interesting mean?!

'Weiser' didn't understand, but was greatly shocked.

"I practice the way of ruthlessness." He ate a plum and looked up at the sky. "I am not interested in the love affairs of the world."

Lu Qingfei was also not interested in what kind of Taoism he practiced. She stood below and looked up at him, her eyes as bright as broken stars turning around.

This time, the cultivation level of Heavenly Dao is much higher than last time.

'Wei Ze' coughed lightly and asked Lu Qingfei:

"Don't you blame them?"

It seems that this bystander has nothing to do, so he came to interview the person involved.

Lu Qingfei calmly asked back: "Why do you want to complain?"

Love is a grand and desolate existence.

It has many kinds, dreams, family, friendship, love...

Mingyi died in the line of duty, Lu Shilan died for love, they died for the love they loved without any regrets.

Lu Qingfei never blamed them.

'Weiser' narrowed his eyes and looked at her meaningfully.

After a while, he smiled and said, "You are very suitable for practicing the ruthless way."

Lu Qingfei: "Boring."

Wei Ze groaned and held his forehead with his hand, saying, "I almost forgot. You gave your name to that little girl named Sixteen. So that means you have never had the talent to practice the Way of Mercy since childhood."

"Since ancient times, it has been difficult to be both loyal and righteous."

"When you give hope to one person, you inevitably hurt another person."

Lu Qingfei frowned slightly: "You come here to preach to me?"

"Don't you think it's a bad thing to bring personal feelings into the right path?"

"It is because of the emotions that people can do better," said Lu Qingfei.

'Weize' propped his head up with one hand and asked her, "Are you referring to Li Heng?"

Lu Qingfei said: "I am referring to you gods who have obtained supreme power but do nothing practical."

"Geniuses are all paranoid and crazy. All the gods who ascended to heaven are geniuses with extraordinary talents. Once they have emotions and their love and hate are not perfect, they will sacrifice all living things and slaughter everyone in the world to protect one person."

He changed the subject: "But you are an exception."

Rather than being crazy, she was more indifferent.

But paranoid, she seems to enjoy everything but is not bound by anything.

“No one is an exception.”

Lu Qingfei said calmly: "If you think I'm special, it just means you don't understand me."

Upon hearing this, 'Weize' smiled and said, "I really can't guess what you are thinking."

He pointed at her left hand with a disdainful look, and a mysterious look flashed across his eyes.

"In fact, if you really want to know whether Jiang Heng is your senior brother, there is a very simple method."

Hearing this, Lu Qingfei raised his head and looked back at him.

'Wei Ze' continued, "The Art of Mars." The Art of Mars was practiced by Li Heng and Lu Qingfei together. He entered her illusion countless times, got hurt countless times, and woke her up from the illusion countless times.

Because of this, Li Heng is the only one who will not be affected by Lu Qingfei's illusion.

I still remember that Li Heng almost died in the illusion once. At the critical moment, Lu Qingfei rushed to him and avoided being swallowed by the flames.

The valley was filled with mist, and a gentle breeze blew across the hills of cherry and pear trees, blowing open the pale pink and white petals, which fluttered gracefully in the brilliant glow of the sunset.

The two rolled out of the illusion. Li Heng put his arms around Lu Qingfei's waist and held her in his arms. They rolled a few times until they reached the end of the winding flower bushes before stopping.

Lu Qingfei grasped his collar with both hands, and feeling his heartbeat, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Qingfei sat up, placed his slightly cold palm on Li Heng's cheek and stroked his neck. His eyes swept to his arm. His sleeve was burned by the flames, and his skin was burned, which was shockingly red.

Li Heng let out a low laugh. He lifted his eyelids slightly to look at her and said seriously, "Junior sister, you are the smartest."

“You can do whatever you want.”

Lu Qingfei was nervously checking Li Heng's injuries. When he heard his words, he looked at him intently.

Her bright eyes were filled with his appearance, and suddenly she didn't know what to say.

It was also at this moment that Lu Qingfei realized that there was no one else in the world who could give her the same ultimate support as Li Heng.

The breeze blew through the cherry trees on both sides, and the fluttering petals fell on Lu Qingfei's shoulders and then floated to Li Heng.

She stared at his burned arm, her brows furrowed.

Li Heng glanced at her and said jokingly, "Do you dislike me now?"

"If I were burned beyond recognition, you would also despise me, senior brother," said Lu Qingfei.

"I like it. I like it no matter what form it takes."

"That's you, Senior Brother. There are many people in the world who can't accept that. Once they find a flaw in the other person, whether it's on the outside or on the inside, they will despise him."

Li Heng sneered and said, "If you can't accept it, it just means you don't like it enough."

The young man lying on the ground had eyebrows as black as ink, hair as thin as a haircut, slightly hooked phoenix eyes full of contempt, a high nose bridge, and a temperament that was cold, bright and obvious.

The flower petals fell on him, like a famous painting created by random splashes of ink.

"People like flowers when they are in full bloom, but there is no flower in the world that never withers." Lu Qingfei took off the cherry blossoms on his body, with a relaxed smile in the corners of his eyes, "Brother, don't die."

Li Heng raised his eyelids lazily, stared at Lu Qingfei for a long while, and then returned to his usual casual and unrestrained self.

"Your brother is only injured, not disabled, and certainly not dead."

"But you will destroy the flowers." Lu Qingfei said softly: "Yesterday I saw you water the flowers raised by Third Senior Brother to death."

Li Heng said calmly, "The flower wants to die at three o'clock in the morning, who can keep it alive until five o'clock. Don't think too much about Yan Guilai."

Lu Qingfei looked at him and held back his laughter: "Brother, you don't understand the language of flowers, so how do you know when it wants to die?"

"I'll tell you some other day."

Li Heng bent his right leg and touched her with his knee. "There is fish in the dining hall today. Let's heal your brother first, and then I'll take you to eat."

……

The warm spring breeze dissipated, replaced by the cold winter wind.

The cemetery is desolate.

Lu Qingfei's gaze unconsciously fell on his left wrist. The words "Lu Qingfei, go home" echoed in his ears, and his eyes moved slightly.

He knew she was going to leave.

But still accompanied her.

From the outside to the inside, leaving an indelible mark.

Li Heng wanted Lu Qingfei to never forget him.

1. The Art of Mars, in Chapter 45;
2. Go home, in Chapter 56.