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164. Laughing and crying, crying and laughing

In terms of ability, Cao Feng is not the top one, but he is not the kind of person who is dragging his back; in terms of socializing, Cao Feng is not a socialite type, but overall he can be considered a long-lasting dancer.

No matter from any aspect, it seems that you can't find the other person's strengths than others, but after combining all the qualities, many people suddenly realize that this guy seems to have something...

There was really no way to invite Qi Lu to come this time. The madam didn't do anything and was so scattered by the people under his command. As for the Lu Changmin who was driven out of the academy, he even had a silver-like gun tip. He didn't know anything, but he was just a gun-encourt. Others who were caught were not as high as Fang Yiwen. After interrogating several prisoners, Cao Feng couldn't help but find that after all, only Fang Yiwen could provide more information.

What's the point of talking about brothers with Qi Lu? As long as you can fulfill Your Majesty's instructions and show your face in the Political Consultation Hall, even if you ask him to call Qi Lu "Brother", he will be willing to do so!

He was forced to do such a thing. His cultivation qualifications were not very high. He was at most an outer disciple in the sect. However, he worked in Qiguo, but he was able to eat delicious food and drink spicy food, and was often admired. Compared to being an outer disciple of another sect, whoever wants to be a Sun Thief will be considered, anyway, Cao Feng is not.

Qi Lu followed him into the Heavenly Prison. Outside another interrogation room, Cao Feng stopped, gave Qi Lu a joke, and bowed with a smile: "If this time's matter is done, I will host a banquet to entertain you!"

"whispering sound!"

You can't give something practical?

Qi Lu let out a helpless voice, then returned a greeting, then pushed open the heavy prison door and walked into the interrogation room that specifically guarded Fang Yiwen.

The smell inside was a bit pungent, but Qi Lu had been back and forth several times and was already a little used to it. He waved his palm on the tip of his nose and then put it down.

"Listen to what Lord Cao said, do you want to see me?"

After sitting down, Qi Lu looked at Fang Yiwen who was tied up with a strong sense of mercy in her eyes. After all, she made this field on her own.

Fang Yiwen, who had been tortured to the point of being incredibly tortured, raised her head with a little difficulty when she heard this. The chains on her body were driven to make a crisp sound. After a muffled groan in pain, she actually laughed: "Hehe...hehe, yes, I want to see you."

Qi Lu: "???"

Do you know what 'hehe' means?

Forget it, you definitely don't know either.

Qi Lu shook his head and asked, "There is only a grudge between me and you, and there is no other connection. What is the purpose of seeing me before dying?"

"die?"

Fang Yiwen seemed to be stunned for a moment, muttering in dismay: "Yes, die...hehe, this time I will die...hehe...hahahahaha..."

kindness,

Some funny guys started to giggle while crying, while some lunatics started to cry while laughing.

Fang Yiwen cried, crying very sadly. Qi Luxin was almost broken by crying, and she wanted to slap her twice to make her wake up.

You asked to see me just to make me cry at you?

Then, I am watching the four beauties cry at home myself, isn’t it more interesting than watching you cry?

"It's enough to be almost free. Now I've seen each other. If it's okay, I'll leave first."

Qi Lu said something particularly bored, then turned around and left, but just after walking for a few steps, he was stopped by the other party: "Wait!"

"If you ask me to wait, then I will be embarrassed?" Qi Lu kept walking and his face was extremely cold.

Fang Yiwen's voice increased a little. The moment before Qi Lu opened the door and left, he seemed to have used all his strength and said three words with hissing: "Yes... I'm sorry!"

Qi Lu: "???"

His body stopped and turned around in surprise. Qi Lu looked at the other party, "What?"

The other party apologized to him?

Eight possibilities!

Absolutely eight possibilities!

"sorry."

Fang Yiwen reiterated her voice and repeated it again.

Qi Lu closed the door, turned around and walked back, mocking, "Is it good to say that people are about to die? Are I three-year-old?"

He never believed in this kind of repentance before his death. If repentance is useful, what else would the law do? Now, what Qi Lu hated is not that they are cultivators, but they hide their identities and have not reported them in the capital.

What he hated was that the other party treated human life as a joke, and the bones in the cave were silently accusing their past atrocities.

If a simple apology can erase everything I have done before, then who will uphold justice for those injustice of the bones?

“I used to…can’t practice.”

Qi Lu frowned, sat back on the chair, looked at the other party's already dirty face, chuckled, and said, "So, you, who was once a victim, have now transformed into a hateful perpetrator? Impose all the suffering you have suffered on the latecomers. Since that's the case, who will die if you don't die?"

"You're right."

Fang Yiwen laughed bitterly, and for some reason, she didn't care whether Qi Lule was happy to listen, and slowly told her experience.

...

My name is Fang Yiwen. It has been a long time since I lived there. In my vague memory, I only remember that there was a very beautiful fire tree planted in my yard. In summer, the leaves on the tree were like burning flames. Whenever the breeze came, the leaves on the tree were rustling, and my father would hold me and my brother, sit on the stone steps outside the door, quietly watching the scenery.

I don’t know how many years this leisurely life has passed, maybe three or five years. I only remember that year, the disasters spread all over the villages, and that year, when my father died, my mother couldn’t afford to get sick. In order to support my younger brother, my mother sold me.

I don't hate my mother, really.

If I hadn't sold me at that time, I would have sold my younger brother. In that case, the incense in the Fang family would be cut off, and my mother said she would have no shame to see her dead father.

I think so too.

The person who bought me was a very beautiful and exquisite woman. After getting on the carriage, she asked me to call her "Mom" along the way.

Every day, she gives me a lot of delicious food and teaches me how to read and read. Even if I do something wrong, she will not scold me, but will only teach me patiently.

"Yiwen, this shouldn't be done here, you should..."

"Yiwen, that place should be dealt with like this..."

I have never experienced such a warm feeling, and gradually accepted the strange name of calling her "Mom".

That day, I remember very clearly that we came to the foot of a continuous mountain, and my mother said to me gently: "Yiwen, the time is here, mom will take you into the mountain..."
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