The head of the Yuan family does not want to be reincarnated in the Chanyuan

Chapter 465 Farewell

Why is this happening?

Except for some old men, this idea came to everyone's mind. Even though they had expected it long ago, when the thing really happened before their eyes, they still couldn't help feeling sad.

Chanyuan Maki couldn't help turning her face away, her eyes flickered, and she couldn't help but think of Zenyuan Zhenyi in her heart. If Zhenyi one day... She clenched her fist and waved fiercely to the side, her hand came from the corridor. Passing through the column, it fell directly into the air, but she seemed to have vented something from it, and slowly let out a breath.

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei pinched the bridge of her nose with her fingers, panting heavily, she could no longer maintain a cheerful and generous image, her skin was reddened by her pinching, and tears almost fell from her eyes: "How could there be such a nonsense?" Reasonable thing?"

But the reality is sometimes so unreasonable, obviously no one shed tears, but the turbulent emotions filled every ray of air like a tide, penetrated from every piece of exposed skin, dragging them to sink continuously in the water.

But how can there be light in the deep sea?Looking at the crystal clear sea, they seemed to see the clear sky in a daze, warmly illuminating the sea water brightly, and the world around them was brilliant.But when they wanted to touch it with their hands, they couldn't grasp anything except the cold sea water, as if they were about to drown in the radiance.

An Geji looked at Yuan Manshuo sadly. Unlike these students who knew nothing, she seemed to finally understand something. She covered her eyes with her hands, and transparent tears slid from between her fingers and fell to the ground. Water splashes splashed out on the ground.

"Glass..." An Geji turned her head away, and called Jiarui Nitzi's name with sobs. In the haze, she couldn't see what Jiarui Nitzi's expression was. She just repeated in vain to comfort her friend, "Gratia."

"This kind of thing... I have known it for a long time." Jia Ruozi whispered, she gently pinned the broken hair behind her ears with her fingers, her brown eyes calmly watched Yuan Manshuo, and there was only one feeling in her heart that she could not say no. Relief from the dust of Qing Dao being unknown, "maybe it wasn't [Q] who took him, but a brief pause and rest after everything he's been through."

What we meet is him who has lost his memory and nothing has happened yet.

It is Shuo who has long been buried in the past and has not yet shouldered everything.

He would laugh out of his heart and act childishly... as if he was still under Yuan Manzhong's protection.

That's why they feel familiar and strange when they meet again after a long time. They think that the time of forgetting and moving forward has changed him, but the fact is just the opposite.

Jia Ruozi was thinking soberly, she bit her lip a little harder, rubbing her fingers in her pockets a little irritably, her eyes flicked over Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu.Just like in the past, her gaze will always fall behind them, but no matter who it is, everything has long been changed beyond recognition, and it is impossible to recognize what it used to be.

Xia Youjie looked at Yuan Manshuo steadfastly, without moving his footsteps, he also thought of the same possibility as Jia Ruozi, but so what?

Occasionally—really only occasionally—he would also think about what would happen now if he was the one who died in the Xingxing Palace at that time?But in the end he just smiled and shook his head, because anyway, these are unfulfilled fantasies based on regret and remorse for the past.

And since the past cannot be changed, why can't he find a future he wants?A beautiful and happy future with Shuo and all the family members around.

From the past to the present, this is his thought that has never changed. If Wu knows, he will definitely say that I am crazy... No, he may have understood it a long time ago. Xia Youjie sighed helplessly when thinking of that winter day when the sun was setting , thinking with emotion that they deserve to be "best friends".

He will never give up on Shuo, just like holding a cherished glass flower in his hand, which reflects colorful light in the sun, and even casts shadows that are unbelievably bright, just seeing it every day brings joy.

But then one day, maybe inadvertently, it fell from your hand, and with a crisp sound, its petals scattered all over the ground, but even so, it is still so beautiful, just when you want to pick it up again When it is lifted, countless small and sharp edges will sink into the palm, and pain and bright red will emerge immediately.

But even so…

Xia Youjie watched Yuan Manshuo close his eyes, breathed softly and restrainedly, put his hands on the door and straightened up bit by bit, bit by bit hiding the fragility he showed in a flash. In the depths of my heart, when I opened my eyes again, the black eyes seemed to be brewing a storm soaked in blood and tears.

Will he give up because of this?

The clogs sounded softly in the corridor, the burning flames almost burned him clean, Yuan Manshuo walked quietly from the end, the shadow cast from the corridor eaves covered almost all the roads he walked.

The boiling water gurgled in his ears, and the magnified emotions seemed to be colliding wantonly in his body, almost filling his whole body, but he couldn't find a way out, so he could only press down and pile up...becoming blood Burning nourishment with fire.

Bitter cold air spread behind him, piercing sharply into the eyes of everyone in sight, and the heavy dark clouds collapsed blackly, the pressure and power as if the sky was pouring down made everyone feel breathless.

Yuan Manshuo stopped slowly, he was stunned for a moment, his eyes swept over the people who had bowed their heads and knelt on the ground one by one.

The cold wind blows, the lamp in front of the corridor shakes and makes a slight sound, and the reflected scenery is also flickering. The shadows on the ground are entangled and elongated and shaken, and the outlines cannot be clearly distinguished. Their clothes are stained with frost. , but they just knelt there silently, without saying a word.

Silent sadness spread in the air, and weighed heavily on their hearts. Yuan Ningdong's lips moved, his hands stretched forward and folded together, and then he bowed deeply, not letting anyone see his expression.

One by one, everyone knelt down straight, as if they had already understood that they were seeing off their Patriarch with the most respectful etiquette they could think of.

"...I know it all." The lights fluttered in front of Yuan Manshuo's eyes, which seemed to hurt his eyes, but when he closed his eyes, all that emerged were the flame-like butterfly and the overwhelming Losing his mind into a frantic rage.

Brother, alone... very lonely, right?Since you said to do it according to my ideas, then it is also okay for me to do so, right?

Yuan Manshuo opened his eyes, and in the black pupils was the extreme terror of rationality hanging on the line, making people unable to help but want to back up and turn around to escape, for fear that he would follow this desire to destroy until the last trace of his soul was burned.

"Everyone, what do you think..." Yuan Manshuo slowly raised a smile on his face, but he didn't know why, but it made people feel trembling all over, as well as the presumptuous madness infected by that chaotic emotion and the unreasonable "What could be more fitting than revenge as the prologue to a grand funeral?"

Everyone in the Yuan family raised their heads, their eyes were full of blood, the mantra spread on their bodies, clustered into countless whirlpools, vented wantonly, twisted the air and flew straight into the sky. Go, as if to dye the gloomy sky with endless blood.

"This world is so unfair." Why can you live well in this world when your brother is gone?

Yuan Manshuo waved his sleeves, and there were clear reflections in his eyes. In the next second, these ordinary things shattered and turned into mottled fragments and ashes. They were swept away by the wind and disappeared without a trace. There was a crackling sound under his feet. , the cobweb patterns spread around him from the center.

Yuan Manshuo chuckled, a ray of light flashed in the air and fell into his hand, his pale fingers twisted the handle of the fan, the overlapping bones of the fan unfolded little by little before his eyes, and the sharp edges flickered With a cold glow.

"Don't let anyone involved, whether it's the Fujiwara family or anyone else who wants to fish in troubled waters." Yuan Manshuo covered the lower half of his face with a fan, and the eyes under the eyelashes showed extremely dangerous Cold light, "Those who find the asylum will kill the asylum together, and those who hide will even dig out his mouse holes, and let them dry in the sun."

"No one can stop it..." Whether it's other nobles, ministers or the emperor, the flickering light shone on his face, and Yuan Manshuo's figure gradually blurred, leaving only the expanding mantra like an unstoppable storm Sweeping away, without any scruples, it shows its own sense of existence in a grandiose manner.

Many conjurers, who obviously didn't feel anything, felt strong palpitations at this moment. They saw birds circling in the sky in panic, which they could hardly see in winter, and saw fish jumping out of the water and splashing. There was a splash of water, and the strong ominousness made them back away in horror, and they could see the fear and uneasiness in each other's eyes.

Yuan Manshuo looked into the distance, the illusory world distorted and shrunk in front of his eyes, his black eyes seemed to descend on the sky, and he stretched out his hand to hold Heianjing in his hands, "...we will raise the 'sun' in Heianjing again .”

The eyes of everyone in the Yuan family shimmered, and they looked at Yuan Manshuo with burning eyes, all the sorrow and pain trapped in their hearts turned into hysterical madness and killing intent.

"Let us..." Yuan Manshuo looked at them with a small smile on his face, "Let's see brother off together."

"Yes!" They lowered their heads deeply, "Everything...is your wish."