Xie Feng knew that he would die from the moment he defected. When that day comes, he feels sad for his friend's betrayal, but he can also accept it calmly.
There is nothing left in the world worthy of his nostalgia. Xie Feng looked tenderly at the weapon that had fought alongside him for many years, his eyes filled with sadness.
When he was attacked, he had no intention of fighting back.
When Yu Zhijue's blood dripped in front of him, he felt sad but also felt a little confused. If you step out from here today, I will not have you as my master. The decisive words were in sharp contrast to the muttering words at this moment.
I love you, Master. Yu Zhijue felt the passage of life and spoke out the words he had kept in his heart.
Xie Feng was puzzled. But he had a kind of power in his heart, this group of so-called righteous elements. Not as good as dying. He thought.
He gently put Yu Zhijue down, and when he was at the end of his rope, he used his last strength to explode himself.
Unexpectedly, he would wake up again, and everything he cherished would still be there. Xie Feng didn't have many thoughts in this life. He just wanted to protect everything he cherished.
As for Yu Zhijue, he will protect his health for the rest of his life, and he should repay him for the life-saving grace he gave him in his previous life.
He just wanted to repay him, but he didn't want to commit himself to him. Faced with the pressing steps of his apprentice, he escaped.
Later, he relented. His painful struggle made Xie Feng heartbroken. He thought that was it!
Philosophy: There is no absolute distinction between good and evil