"Tian Lei, where do you think you're going?" A shout came from outside. A group of people with knives blocked the door and stared at Tian Lei like wolves and tigers. It was as if there was a huge temptation and wealth in front of them. However, Wei Wuyou said that whoever brought back Tian Lei's head would be made the Hall Master.
Everyone rushed into the house, moving bit by bit. The people at the front even trampled on the flowers, causing a red liquid to flow out, like blood. The room was filled with the strange sound of the flower stems bursting.
"Run? I never planned to run. Tonight, no one can leave." Tian Lei looked at these people with red eyes. He waved his hands and the door immediately closed.
When the others saw this, they were shocked. A few people tried to pull the door but found that it couldn't be opened. They could only raise the knives in their hands and approach Tian Lei.
Tian Lei retreated little by little. These people were closing in step by step. His feet stopped half a foot away from the stone tablet. Nie Li heard the gradually heavy sound suddenly stop. He had a bad feeling in his heart.
Because Nie Li was lying on the ground, he could only see the flower stems and countless blooming flowers. His eyes were filled with red. Red stems, red petals, red pistils, and red blood.
The flying petals and hot blood dripped on Nie Li's face. He closed his eyes. It was as if he had returned to his childhood, lying on a boat and feeling the baptism of heaven and earth and the turbulence of the waves.
The raindrops fell on his body bit by bit. His wet clothes made him feel even more refreshed. The rain outside Gusu City was very gentle. It felt like a father patting his back.
It did not have the turbulence and urgency of the Immortal Overlooking River, but it had the elegance and gentleness of the land that was unique to homesickness. It ticked on his cheeks, forehead, mouth, and eyes.
It flowed together with his tears, crossing his temples and hiding in his hair. Drop by drop, it gathered into a stream of hot tears. Just like now, drop by drop, the blood fell into his eyes.
His eyes were stung by the blood. A few drops of tears fell. Then he closed his eyes. It was as if there were no more unnecessary sounds in the world. There were only screams and fighting sounds.
Tian Lei's palms fluttered, rolling up boundless waves of flowers, and slapped the opposite crowd. The unique palm technique, coupled with the fluttering petals and broken stamens in the room, made these people poisoned one after another.
One by one, they fell. Nie Li could only feel the ground trembling. The smell of blood mixed with the strange fragrance of flowers rushed into his nose, making him a little excited.
Those people didn't seem to care about their lives. When they saw that they couldn't escape, and the people in front of them had all fallen, in order to live, they had to kill Tian Lei.
They seemed to have gone mad. They raised their blades and rushed forward. One group fell and another group pounced on them. Tian Lei's palm force triggered the flower poison, and another group fell in an instant.
However, two fists were no match for four hands. Even a hero could not hold his ground against so many people. Tian Lei's inner strength had also been exhausted by these people. Even though the flower poison was still corroding these people's bodies, their desire to live was sometimes extremely terrifying.
Finally, they arrived in front of Tian Lei. Seeing that these people were already in front of him and could kill him with a single slash, Tian Lei gritted his teeth and risked his life. He forcefully raised a mouthful of internal energy and sent out a palm wind.
The chest of the person in front of him suddenly collapsed, and he spat out blood. His eyes were unfocused, and the knife in his hand fell. When his body fell down, "Puchi Puchi" two consecutive piercing sounds made Tian Lei's eyes widen.
In fact, just as that person was about to fall, the person behind him had already mercilessly pierced his chest with a knife and sent it to Tian Lei's lower abdomen. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Tian Lei pulled out his knife and grabbed the knife on the ground. He wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine.
Tian Lei shook his body. His physical strength was no longer enough. He sat on the ground and supported himself with his blade. He looked back at the stone tablet, his eyes full of smiles and love.
The battle gradually came to an end. Most of the flying petals had blocked the line of sight, and the sound of fighting had gradually subsided. The few people who were alive looked at the fallen Tian Lei and had the courage to kill him.
Looking at each other, they suddenly pulled out their blades and slashed at the people around them. "Hahaha, dog eat dog! For me, Tian Lei, you are acting like this. It's really disgusting. This is the temptation of power. "
Tian Lei laughed like a madman. The battle over there was also over. Only one person covered in blood walked in front of Tian Lei. Looking at the powerless Tian Lei, a cruel smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
Just as the blade was about to fall, Tian Lei spat out a mouthful of blood from his throat. The last person's body stiffened like a stone and fell down.
"My blood is the final poison. Nie Li, there are only two of us left. I can't kill you, but I will die with you. "Tian Lei looked at the pile of dirt behind the stone tablet and saw Nie Li's weak breath.
"The Matchless Flower belongs to everyone." Tian Lei's words were very strange, which made Nie Li puzzled.
"Everyone says that Matchless Flower is my symbol, but no one knows the story inside." Tian Lei slowly said, as if he wanted to tell his own story.
"Why are you telling me?" Nie Li was too lazy to move. He tilted his head and looked at Tian Lei's body, leaning on the stone tablet. His eyes were blurred, without any focus.
"How can I say it? Before a person dies, they always have a lot to say. Moreover, you are the first person to live in the Matchless Flower for so long. "Tian Lei leaned on the stone tablet, motionless, but his voice was transmitted to Nie Li's ears.
"Is there an antidote for the Matchless Flower?" Nie Li asked. He wanted to know the antidote for the Matchless Flower. Before he died, he wanted to know how Bai Lu could be saved.
"There is no antidote for the Matchless Flower, at least I don't know the antidote." Tian Lei went silent for a moment, then said. Perhaps because he knew that he and Nie Li would die, he did not hide it.
"Then who has it?" Nie Li was a little surprised. He never thought that Tian Lei would say that. If there is no antidote for the Matchless Flower, then wouldn't he and Bai Lu die?
"My wife knows, but she is in the stone tablet." Tian Lei looked at the stone tablet, the tenderness in his eyes was moving. Nie Li never thought that he would have such affectionate eyes.
"Then why do you still dare to stay here if you don't have the antidote?" Nie Li asked. Tian Lei said that he doesn't have the antidote, then how can he stay in the room filled with Matchless Flowers for so long?
"I said, everyone has their own Matchless Flower. You have it, I have it, Tian Zijin has it too." Tian Lei said something that Nie Li didn't understand. Nie Li was confused for a moment.
"The Matchless Flower is also known as the Fantasy Life Grass. The reason why it is called the Matchless Flower is not only because it has an odd number of petals, but also because it only has one person."
"Every Fantasy Life Grass is only effective on one person. That's why I planted so many. Bai Lu was poisoned by one, you were poisoned by one, everyone else was poisoned by one, and I was also poisoned by one." Tian Lei said. So he was also poisoned by the Matchless Flower.
"But I have studied the Matchless Flower for many years, so I naturally know the method to suppress it."
"Actually, Zijin was also poisoned by the Matchless Flower. However, I planted her Matchless Flower in a special place. No one knew about it. Coupled with my method, she could naturally live. And I use the Matchless Flower to nourish my body every day. My internal force and blood are already the Matchless Flower, so I am the Matchless Flower. "
Nie Li didn't think that Tian Lei would not even let his own daughter go, but everyone could see that he was good to Tian Zijin. At the same time, he could also understand why Tian Lei had not taken in a concubine for so many years. Moreover, his residence was relatively remote and there was no one to serve him.
"Why are you so cruel to yourself?" Nie Li asked curiously. What made a person turn himself into a poisonous creature, a monster that no one could get close to?
"Because she likes the Matchless Flower the most. The way I can make her remember me, and the way I can remember her is to become her favorite Matchless Flower. "Tian Lei stroked the stone tablet with his hand, his movements gentle.
What kind of love could make a person so crazy that she turned herself into someone she didn't know, someone she didn't like, and someone she loved.
"You don't understand. I grew up with her. You don't have a person you like for forty years. It's not something that can be told in a few words. It's also not something that can be separated by unhappiness and contradiction."
"It is the fuel of life. It has been integrated into the flesh and blood, into the bone marrow, and become an inseparable part of this body. Although she is no longer here, I have always had her in my heart." p
"She has her own Matchless Flower, and so do I. Matchless, not matchless in the world, but matchless in the form. But my heart has never been Wushuang. "Each and every word struck Nie Li's heart.
He didn't like Tian Lei and hated his character. But he couldn't deny that Tian Lei was a good person, at least he was persistent in his feelings from the beginning to the end.
A person likes a person, for more than forty years, from memories to countless years, what they have gone through is what he didn't understand. At least he wasn't as powerful as Tian Lei.
Tian Lei can become his wife's favorite flower for love. His longing for her can be imagined. That kind of love into the body, although very crazy, is worthy of respect.
He was hateful and pitiful, but what about himself, for that person, what was it? Maybe it was a song, a short flute song, after playing, there were only memories and feelings.
Tian Lei's mouth didn't know what to say. He had been muttering, lost in thought, and his body slowly fell down. There was no movement. Nie Li knew that he was dead.
He died in his own flower, and he also became a real matchless flower. He lived for the flower, lived for love. He also died for the flower, died for love.
Nie Li brushed the flower off his face with his hand. He was the broken flower. Maybe it didn't matter anymore, because he was going to die soon, but he wanted to see this flower again, because it was beautiful, its name was beautiful.
Matchless, no couple, one person left behind a death. Nie Li smiled freely. Without him, without her, he would always be Wushuang. How could he not be this flower?
The flower blooms, and the lonely shadow becomes single, and the world talks about bitter love.
The little clothes of the bamboo horse under the tree, and the next life is matchless.
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