crossing with green hills

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Cui Wenzi's life experience is presented in front of him without any hesitation.

Li Tiansheng quickly skipped over the irrelevant things, and went straight to the inheritance that Cui Wenzi had obtained.

All of a sudden, a large amount of information flooded into his mind, like a river pouring into the mouth of the sea. The moment he first entered the sea of ​​consciousness, Li Tiansheng's brain throbbed.

Taking a deep breath, after a while, the pain gradually subsided, and he finally had the heart to quickly glance at the information in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Upon seeing this, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and his face suddenly became vivid, a little surprised and a little stunned.

Fortunately, it was fleeting, and it was quickly covered by a plain face, but no one noticed.

At the same time, Cui Wenzi, whose consciousness gradually became blurred, suddenly screamed piercingly.

It was as if something had been ripped out of my mind, and it was heart-piercingly painful.

The sudden scream also brought Yi Xiaochuan and Gao Yao back to reality from past emotions and memories.

Staring at Cui Wenzi, whose face was twitching in pain and with rough veins in his neck, Yi Xiaochuan looked anxious, begging unceasingly, and wanted to get up to go over, but found that his whole body was enveloped by an invisible gravity, like a wooden stake, unable to move at all. .

Can only keep begging.

Later, there is no later.

Li Tiansheng felt that he was noisy, so he waved his hand directly, cast his silence, and directly sealed his mouth.

This time, he really became a wooden man.

Gao Yao, on the other hand, looked at Cui Wenzi, whose disheveled hair and blood vessels all over his body seemed to be bursting with pain, his complexion was cloudy, his eyes were filled with pleasure, resentment, and fear.

After about a moment, like a long time, Gao Yao's face suddenly became fixed, as if he had made some kind of decision, he solemnly bowed his head to Li Tiansheng, and said firmly:

"Immortal, please spare Cui Wenzi's life."

The screaming of pain stopped soon, and Li Tiansheng removed the hand that was pressing on Cui Wenzi's head, allowing Cui Wenzi to lie limp on the ground like mud.

Like a chicken falling into the water, the sweat wets the hair and robe, sticks to the body, drips to the ground, leaving a piece of wet water stains.

Looking at Gao Yao curiously, the other party's answer was beyond Li Tiansheng's expectation, but also reasonable.

He even admired Gao Yao's move.

Different from Yi Xiaochuan's compassionate heart of the Virgin, Gao Yao at this time can barely be regarded as weather-beaten and has read all the world's affairs.

Now that he was able to get over the hurdle in his heart and open his mouth to intercede for Cui Wenzi, it proves that he still has a conscience.

It is true that Xiaoyue has not yet passed away, which may account for part of the reason.

"Don't you hate him? Hate him for separating your brothers and sisters? It's hard to recognize your relatives, you can't return home, you're physically disabled, and you've suffered so much?" Li Tiansheng asked.

"hatred!"

Your Highness, Gao Yao looked at Cui Wenzi like a poisoned knife, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word from his mouth.

The chilling resentment and hatred that penetrated to the bone marrow filled the entire hall.

It can be seen that Gao Yao has deep resentment towards Cui Wenzi, the chief culprit who caused all his sufferings.

But then, he was thoughtful, and his gloomy voice suddenly became a little more depressed, with a little helplessness, "But he also saved me!"

In a trance, Gao Yao seemed to have returned to that night again.

That night, the dark clouds seemed to fall from the sky at any time, carrying a heavy oppression.

With a loud bang, lightning flashed across the thick clouds.

Light up the dark sky suddenly.

Downpours followed.

Since he learned a little bit of martial arts, he went over mountains and mountains, looking for Yi Xiaochuan's trace.

The pouring rain splashed on the ground, leaving large puddles, and softening the soil and rocks in the mountains.

The side of the road was slippery, he was walking in the muddy mountains, the rain was heavy, his vision was blurred, and he couldn't see clearly. Recently, there wasn't even a place to hide from the rain.

On the way, he saw with his own eyes that a thunderbolt struck a hundred-year-old tree about the thickness of three people hugging him into charcoal, and the flames burst into flames, which were quickly extinguished by the majestic rain.

There were puffs of black smoke that seemed unwilling and lifeless.

Suddenly, he remembered the common sense that later generations will soon forget, one must not stand under a tree during thunderstorms, otherwise it is easy to be missed by thunder.

Get a hit, kill someone!

He didn't dare to stop and walked in the mountains in the rain.

The sky was getting darker and darker, the rain was getting stronger and stronger, it was going to turn the world into a vast ocean, his hair was wet, and his clothes became wet and heavy.

With his vision blurred, he slipped and fell weightlessly into the muddy ground.

Before he got up, he heard a crackling sound. It was a big tree as thick as a bowl, deformed by the soil and rocks, as if he had just stumbled and startled it.

Finally overwhelmed.

The branches of the tree were broken, and a large piece of wet soil mixed with rocks was pressed down.

"Mudslide!"

"Don't walk at night when it's raining!"

The moment his body was covered by earth and rocks, he suddenly remembered this common sense that was also widely spread in later generations.

The moment he was buried, he thought that he would just die in this mountain forest, in this world, buried in the soil, and no one would know.

Until he was dug up in wet soil with both hands.

Before suffocating, breathe fresh air, lie on the ground, covered in mud, stare blankly at the overcast sky, let the cold raindrops hit your face.

Only then did I remember that I was still alive.

Be greedy for everything in this world, even the cold wind and rain.

Later, he knew that the person who rescued him was a man surnamed Cui who always liked to hold wine gourds.

Li Tiansheng listened to Gao Yao's eloquent story, and during the conversation, he could feel the other party's helplessness and struggle.

But he is not going to let Cui Wenzi go.

Wild fire, in spring.