A person always has to pay a price to grow, and Lin Yuan has completely realized the meaning of this sentence.

The tragedy that happened one after another cut his heart like a sharp knife.

The faces of the deceased always floated in front of his eyes. Lin Baoer, Lin Zhener, Mingxu, aunt, everyone's faces did not become blurred in the passing time, but became clearer.

He is not the murderer, but his strong sense of guilt always follows him. He hopes that he has never been to Mingjia Village, and that he can stay in Yulong Pavilion forever and live a peaceful life under the protection of his parents. He does not know the treacherous world, the sinister hearts of people, and how terrible the ignorance of the foolish people are.

Unfortunately, time cannot be turned back, and the tragedy that happened cannot be restored. If he wants to be a strong person, he must continue to live in a mood that life is worse than death.

Because only by living can you have the opportunity to make up for the mistakes you made.

Mu Changfeng said: "Senior brother, don't belittle yourself. You are a descendant of a famous family, so how many people cannot envy you. Although your senior brother was a little reckless in the past, that was a common weakness of a man with strong spirit. You have many advantages that I can't learn even if I want to."

Lin Yuan said: "When it comes to famous families, I want to advise you a few more words. Changfeng, don't pay attention to what kind of person your ancestors are. You are you, just follow your heart and do what you should do."

Mu Changfeng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't care about those things."

"The family has a significant impact on everyone." Lin Yuan saw Mu Changfeng covering up his inner grief with a smile and said earnestly: "Just talk about me. In the past, I always felt that the Qin family and the Lin family were great, and I was very proud, and I thought they were also very great. Now I understand that people who are truly capable should not always think about the glory of the family. By the same token, people who are truly capable should not be ashamed of the family's stains."

Mu Changfeng lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and said, "If one day I change, will my senior brother still treat me as a brother?"

Lin Yuan understood that the "demon" incident became Mu Changfeng's heart knot and said sincerely: "It doesn't matter how your identity changes, the most important thing is that your heart remains unchanged. Senior brother believes in your character and always regards you as a brother."

Mu Changfeng's mood was much more relaxed and he smiled sincerely from the heart. Lin Yuan successfully enlightened him and felt like he was a senior brother for the first time in his life. He also smiled sincerely.

A few days later, Xiaobai finally woke up. At first, she was so depressed that she didn't like to speak. Fang Zhiqiang took her to the nearby mountain to enjoy the scenery for a day and recalled many interesting things from the past. Xiaobai quickly returned to her former appearance, lively and cheerful, and loved to talk and laugh.

But I never mentioned the tragic incidents on the shore of Perfume Lake, assuming that nothing had happened.

Mu Changfeng's mood was getting better and better, and his internal injuries were basically healed. He had just finished practicing swords in the Ming family courtyard this day. Lin Yuan walked out of the house with a letter, with a heavy expression and said, "It's the letter from Senior Brother Zhou."

Mu Changfeng was startled by Lin Yuan's expression and said, "What's wrong? Senior Brother Zhou failed to intercept Master Tai?"

Lin Yuan said: "The senior brother said in the letter that he would soon come to the Ming family with the Grand Master. It seems that the interception failed."

Mu Changfeng's good mood for many days suddenly disappeared. After a moment of staying up, he rushed into Fang Zhiqiang's wing like a wind.

"What are you doing? Come in without knocking on the door. It's getting more and more unruly." Fang Zhiliang was hiding in the dark and studying. Unexpectedly, she was frightened by Mu Changfeng and said with a calm face: "What if I'm changing my clothes? Remember to knock on the door next time I come in. Put away the sword and fight with me?"

Mu Changfeng couldn't care much, so he stepped forward and grabbed Fang Zhiliang's cold wrist and said, "Sescape with me, the Grand Master is coming."

"My grandpa?" Fang Zhiliang was stunned, and her heart was mixed. She had the joy of meeting again twenty years later and the resentment of being sealed by her grandfather at Yiai Temple twenty years ago. With the mixed sadness and joy, her expression became extremely calm.

Mu Changfeng said: "Once the Grand Master set up the thunder formation, the gods cannot save you. Come and run away with me."

Fang Zhiran put down the book expressionlessly and said, "If the king wants his minister to die, his ministers have to die, and if the father wants his son to die, his son has to die. I still remember the principles of the sages."

Mu Changfeng was anxious and punched the table with a punch and said, "What a bastard, I want to die, right? I forgot that you didn't take revenge, right? Xue Honglian is still alive, why are you so useless?"

When he raised his deep hatred, Fang Zhiran finally had the intention to escape. Xue Honglian betrayed her friend despite her close friendship, not only was she accomplice who killed her by the pool of Blood River, but also the culprit who set up a plan to kill Liu Chengwei.

When she thought that she was still living in the world, calling the wind and rain to honor her status, Fang Zhiqiang's fire of hatred immediately burned.

Mu Changfeng said: "Maybe she is trying to kill her senior brother to resurrect the demon king. You are the senior brother's relative, don't you want to protect him well?"

Fang Zhiliang was in a dilemma, wanted to take revenge, protect Lin Yuan, and also wanted to be relieved, and said quietly: "Every day is a torment for me, and my closest relatives and love are lost. I can't find the meaning of existence at all."

Mu Changfeng said: "You are scattered and will only make your relatives hurt and your enemies happy. If Xue Honglian knew about your existence, she would wish you disappeared soon. Do you want her to be satisfied?"

Fang Zhiliang's last hesitation was completely expelled by this sentence. He quickly sorted out his bag, picked up the oil-paper umbrella, and prepared to escape from this place with Mu Changfeng.

As soon as the two opened the door of the wing room, they suddenly heard a bell sound, crisp and pleasant, melodious.

Lin Yuan's face changed and he looked at Mu Changfeng in horror. Mu Changfeng's face was ashes and looked at him in fear.

The bell kept ringing, from far to near, and came into Mu Changfeng's ears, just like the soul-chasing song from hell.

"How come there is a bell sound?" Fang Zhiliang looked at the two of them calmly and asked softly.

Mu Changfeng reached out to grab her wrist, his face turned cold, and he looked at the door intently.

Lin Yuan blocked the two of them and secretly held the hilt of the Tai'a Sword.

The door of the Ming family opened, and an old man wearing a robe and a hat walked slowly into the yard with a thin donkey.

Zhou Nianping followed behind with a tall horse and saw Fang Zhiliang at first glance, looking sad and happy.
Chapter completed!