(ps: According to the plan, it will be tomorrow, which is the sixth day of the Lunar New Year. However, after returning home, I was unwell. There were always signs of these things before, but I didn’t pay much attention to it. During the Spring Festival, there were some outbreaks due to fatigue, so I wanted to take time to go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow so that I could feel at ease. I took another day off. I’m very sorry, I will definitely resume the update on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year!!!)

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This time, he probably understood Chu Qiuli's mood.

It was the fluorescence tightly held in the abyss of boundless darkness, and it was also the buds carefully cared for in the boundless desert.

It is useless, but it is better than nothing.

That was the last trace of hope that was vague and unrequited in despair.

And things like humans are sometimes so strange.

It just takes a little hope to have the courage to continue crawling in this world.

"So you saved me in the thunder tribulation in front of Linglong Pavilion, right?" Xu Han asked again.

Regarding that thunder tribulation, Xu Han actually had many doubts in his heart.

Whether it is its arrival or its disappearance, it seems a little too abrupt. Now that he heard Chu Qiuli mention this, Xu Han subconsciously thought it was Chu Qiuli's actions.

But unexpectedly, Chu Qiuli shook his head at that time.

The pale middle-aged man looked straight into Xu Han's eyes at that time and said word by word: "Mo Chenzi is dead."

Xu Han's body shook immediately.

Since the Chang'an Incident, Xu Han's feelings for Jianling have become more complicated.

After all, his connection with Jianling was all due to his encounter with Cang Hailiu back then. If all this was just a calculation or a exploitation, then his relationship with Jianling would inevitably come to an embarrassing and subtle situation.

But Mo Chenzi treated him very well. At least until now, Xu Han couldn't find any fault in him.

After hearing the news of his death, Xu Han finally found it difficult to calm down.

He didn't know what Chu Qiuli was trying to mention about this matter, but Xu Han couldn't help asking, "How did you die?"

The boy's tone was terrifyingly calm, like a roar from some kind of beast's throat. The light in his eyes flashed like the lion who was forced into a dead end, with no way to retreat.

Chu Qiuli's answer was far beyond Xu Han's expectations, and he said: "Because of you."

Xu Han obviously couldn't understand the meaning of the middle-aged man's words.

"He helped you block that thunder tribulation, and if I really did something, it would be that after that, I would isolate your energy and make it impossible for that thing to find you again in a short period of time. And it was that thunder tribulation that destroyed Mo Chenzi's life palace." Chu Qiuli quickly said again, resolving all the doubts in Xu Han's heart.

Of course, Xu Han knew that these things were definitely not made up by Chu Qiuli, and he had no reason to lie to him.

But he still couldn't digest the news in a short period of time.

So after a brief silence, he chose to avoid this topic for the time being and asked, "What after that? Did you do the trick of stealing life on Old General Lin?"

Chu Qiuli nodded and did not deny it.

"Not only him, Yuan Guilong and Master both have my method of stealing my life. It is better to say that it is a way to steal my life by stolen life. In the end, if I backfire, I will be doomed."

Chu Qiuli, who said this, couldn't help but smile bitterly again.

Perhaps this word mentioned some names that Xu Han was unwilling to face, and Xu Han put away his interest in talking to the man. Finally, he pondered for a few moments, and then said, "Brother Chu has said so much to me, why is it for?"

This would be somewhat inhumane to Chu Qiuli, who had not had much time at this moment.

But the middle-aged man who heard this did not show anger or sad expression, but only a ray of indescribable regret.

He pondered for a while before opening his mouth again.

But as time went by, Chu Qiuli's situation was apart from one breath, and even a simple thing like making a sound seemed to be extremely difficult for him at this moment.

It took him more than ten breaths to spit out the words: "I don't know, I want you to know these things. They may be useful or useless, but they are the last thing I can do..."

After saying this, Chu Qiuli's face became paler and seemed to have reached the verge of dying.

But Xu Han's eyes calmed down surprisingly. He stared at Chu Qiuli for a while: "Don't Brother Chu actually want to die right?"

"Haha." Chu Qiuli chuckled with a sad expression: "How can you dare to die if you haven't revenged your blood hatred?"

"Then let's live well!" As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Han's voice suddenly rang out.

Then, the young man with a cold face turned around and walked out of the door without looking back.

At that time, Chu Qiuli seemed to realize where Xu Han was going. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but at this time his body had reached an extremely weak point. Chu Qiuli used all his strength and could not make any sound.

......

Xu Han pushed open Mr. Wei's door.

As he expected, Mr. Wei had already sat in the door waiting for his arrival.

Just as the other party had already expected Xu Han to come here at this time, neither side showed much surprise at this.

"Have you thought about it?" Without too much preface, Mr. Wei asked as soon as he saw Xu Han.

"Yes." Xu Han also responded as soon as Mr. Wei's question fell.

"Do you know the price of saving him?" Perhaps it was the line that had been designed long ago, or perhaps it was surprised by Xu Han's determination at this moment, Mr. Wei asked again.

"It's fair to change your life with your life." Xu Han's face was silent.

"Fair?" Mr. Wei sneered at Xu Han's words. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Xu Han: "The price you need to pay is far beyond your expectations."

"For example?" Xu Han raised his eyebrows.

Mr. Wei pondered slightly before saying, "Chu Qiuli is a master of the thief sect, and is proficient in the method of stealing life. Even so, the three lives and three causes and effects, the reason for his current situation is not only the reduction of life span of life span of life, but also the backlash brought by the great power of heaven and earth after breaking the rules. If you do this, I can help you achieve your wish, but the consequences can only be compensated by you. If you save him, your life span will be greatly reduced because of those three causes and effects. I cannot be sure how long you can live, but I know that it will never be a long time. Even so, are you willing?"

Willing to do so?

Xu Han also asked himself this in his heart.

He and Chu Qiuli were not close friends. The two of them walked together. Although they were companions, they each had their own plans. Logically speaking, Xu Hanyuan would not have done this for him.

But in fact, Xu Han quickly gave a positive answer to this question.

This is a very simple logic.

Xu Han was willing to fight for half of Qin Keqing's steamed buns back then in Senluo Palace, naturally because of the grace of saving his life, but more because Qin Keqing was the only warmth he felt in his long twelve years of beggar life.

That's how people are.

When you have enough, some abandonment may hurt you and make you reluctant to leave, but it is far more than the fun of being useless.

But when your only thing is taken away, you have no choice.

You can only raise your head, raise your chest, illuminate your not-sharp minions, and say to the enemy with a smile: "Come on, fight for your life."

This is not the solemnity of a samurai, it is just the stubborn resistance of a stray dog.

And along the way, from beggars to killers, from killers to the lords, from the lords to the current hiding in Tibet.

Xu Han has never reached the point of having nothing, but there is only a lot left.

It was this part that had little loss, which forced Xu Han to sacrifice his life every time.

So, after he hesitating slightly, he lit his head again.

Such a quick and decisive response was much beyond Mr. Wei's expectations.

The old man with a crisp shoulder on Mu Hai looked at Xu Han deeply and asked again: "Why?"

This time, Xu Han's answer came faster.

His eyes narrowed and his mouth raised: "Because..."

"He bet I won."
Chapter completed!