The bodies of the two people who suddenly jumped up staggered through mid-air, and then, with the momentum of falling meteors, they collided with each other in mid-air, emitting a large explosion of stars colliding with each other.

And then, the whole forest of death fell silent, silently, without a single sound.

Even the heavy rain that was still continuous in mid-air was silent.

Everything in the world is frozen in this moment.

Then the two of them fell lightly from mid-air, in the sewage that was all over the ground, and raindrops the size of lotus petals fell on their bare solid chests.

The camera suddenly freezes at that moment.

Then, Lan Yutang's body suddenly trembled, as if he had been stabbed by something sharp, and slowly fell into the sewage all over the ground.

A long gash in his chest, gurgling with blood.

At the corners of his mouth, there were also large mouthfuls of blood splashed out.

Jing Zhaomei remained the same, frozen there, and then, suddenly, the knife was retracted, the blade slanted slightly, letting the rain above his head fall, washing the blood stains on the grooves of the blade, and said slowly:

Lan Yutang, my former brother, can also be regarded as the immortal phoenix of my former mentor, you are right, when a person's heart is full of hatred, it is indeed impossible to reach the supreme realm of sword technique.

Just now, I originally wanted to simply use the lightning knife technique of the Pheasant Youyuan Knife taught to me by my master Hong Hui to fight you, the former teacher of karma.

However, in the end, I still couldn't help but use the magic skill of the Coffin of the Stars, the strongest mystery of the Ogi Mirror Palace, because I was really not sure about the lightning sword technique that represented justice.

If I had listened to you at the beginning of the fight and devoted myself to the lightning sword technique against you, perhaps, I would have succeeded by this time.

It seems that evil is still invincible, and next time, I will definitely listen to you and use the lightning knife technique of the pheasant Youyuan knife, which represents justice, taught by my master Hong Hui.

Speaking of this, the corners of his mouth suddenly showed a mysterious smile, a smile of relief, a smile of helplessness, and continued:

Now, however, I'm afraid there will be no next time.

If there really is an afterlife in the world, I hope that in the next life I can still accept the teachings of my master Hong Hui, no matter how well he beats me or scolds me, I will feel very happy.

I hope that in the next life I can meet a real man like you again, and when the time comes, I hope that we will not be so stabbing against each other again, but will become real good friends and drink and talk.

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, and then said: From the palace master of Dijing Palace, I learned that it turned out that you were the only son of Jiang Feng and Feng Feifei of Fujia Villa.

Now, what I'm going to tell you is that Fujia Villa is about to ......

Before he could finish his sentence, his body fell down as if he could no longer support it, and a large ball of blood gushed out of his chest, merging with the sewage on the ground.

Then, forever, closed his eyes.

However, there was no pain on his face, but there was an indescribable relief.

The corners of his mouth even showed a slight smile, which was a sincere, free, and re-engaged smile, as if to say:

Master, Daddy, Mei'er will soon be by your side, although I have taken the wrong path and done the wrong thing, but I believe that you will still forgive me.

Originally, I wanted to stay and continue to carry forward the Hongmen, but now, I am really ......

Then, his eyes finally closed.

Forever.

At this time, the last trace of night was also melted away by the relieved smile on the corner of Jing Zhaomei's mouth.

The day finally dawned.

And the rain that had been falling all night slowly stopped.

Finally, a faint morning sun in the east jumped out of the clouds and slowly climbed up the stones in the distance.

The first rays of sunlight after the rain fell through the sparse branches of the fir trees and fell on Jing Zhaomei's gradually cold corpse.

Jiang Feng hugged his shoulders, as if he was a little uncomfortable with the cool breeze of this early winter morning, and then, stepping on the first ray of sunshine that fell on this world in the morning, he approached this dead forest.

He slowly stopped as he passed by Zhaomei's pale, stiffened corpse, and looked at Jingzhaomei with his hands in his hands, and he didn't know whether the expression on his face was pity or regret.

Then, with a shake of his hand, he untied the blue cloak that was draped over his body and covered his corpse.

He just looked at the rising sun with a strong winter feeling, turned his back to Lan Yutang, who had sealed half of Lan Yutang's body, and said slowly: The sun has finally come out.

Although Lan Yutang didn't turn his head, he couldn't turn his head to look at the person who was speaking, but he seemed to have guessed who was speaking.

This person is someone he has shouted out in his dreams no longer knows how many times.

This person is a person who has made him live in a huge aura since he was a child, and he doesn't know if it's happiness or great pressure.

His Lan Yutang's feelings for this person are like Jing Zhaomei's feelings for Hong Hui, which is something that has been sealed in the depths of his memory and dare not think about it anymore.

The difference is that Jing Zhaomei sealed his feelings for Hong Hui out of hatred, while he sealed this person's feelings for forgetfulness.

He is trying to make others forget who he is.

He was so that others would hear the immortal phoenix Lan Yutang - oh, when mentioning his name Jiang Zhan, he would only say that it was Jiang Zhan, the immortal phoenix Lan Yutang, not the son of Jiang Feng, the owner of Fujia Villa.

He left Fujia Villa since he was a child and changed his name and surname for this purpose.

Now, he's finally done it.

Now, he has finally become an immortal phoenix that shocks the rivers and lakes, but he ......

Just when Jing Zhaomei was going to assassinate Lightning Knife Hong Hui at all costs, he suddenly realized that he might really be wrong by doing this.

For a long time, Jing Zhaomei has been misunderstanding the lightning knife Honghui, and what about himself, why is he not misunderstanding his father, Jiang Feng?

Therefore, when Jing Zhaomei was relieved by the lightning knife Honghui, he himself had already been freed from Jiang Feng's huge aura.

No matter what happened to the immortal phoenix, he was still Jiang Feng's son.

Lan Yutang is nothing, he is just Jiang Feng's only son, Jiang Zhan.

The Coffin of the Stars had already begun to exert its power, absorbing his true power little by little, making his weakened body even weaker after the fierce battle.

Therefore, after hearing Jiang Feng's words, he just said slowly: Yes, although the sun has come out, now, I am going to sleep in the coffin of the stars.

Jing Zhaomei's Star Coffin is really powerful, I thought I had avoided it, but in the end, it was still sealed in this Star Coffin forever, until the energy of the whole body was sucked and exhausted.

Jiang Feng's shoulders trembled slightly, but he still didn't turn around to look at him, still suppressing his feelings to prevent himself from exploding, and said:

Zhan'er, I haven't seen you for a few years, I thought you had become mature, just now, when you enlightened Jing Zhaomei, I thought you had figured it out, but now, I found out that you still haven't figured it out,

You're still immature, you, after all, are still the stubborn and willful child you were back then.