Rebellion?

How can this be……

Wei Huan avoided Yang Sheng's gaze, lowered his head, and tried hard to suppress his chills. He did not dare and could not let Yang Sheng see his unbelievable expression at this moment.

He is obviously Jiufeng! How could Jiufeng rebel?

He originally accepted the combat order from Shanhai and went to the border canyon, where he fought to the death with tens of thousands of human enemy troops and lost his life. How could he...

"You want to see his name because he saved you?"

After hearing Yang Sheng's words, Wei Huan didn't have the strength to answer.

"He always likes to save people during battles, as if he is the only one in the world who has compassion for mankind." Yang Sheng's tone became colder and colder, so cold that Wei Huan almost no longer recognized the person in front of him, "What does he have?" Without rebellion, I can't draw a conclusion. Maybe you humans know better than me."

"But my father did die because of him."

What?!

He was too focused on looking up his name just now and didn't notice anything else. Wei Huan looked up at the Monument of Heroes in astonishment. Sure enough, the name of Ascension's father was clearly engraved on the instructor's list of sacrifices. Yang Zheng.

"He is not qualified to have his name engraved here. He is not worthy."

Before Wei Huan could react, Yang Sheng had already spread his wings and left here without any regrets.

He was left standing there alone.

Instructor Yang, how could he die because of himself...

Jing Yun walked to his side silently, "Ah Heng, you may not know the situation here. In the counterattack seven years ago, Jiufeng Weihuan broke into the battlefield secretly, pretended to be trapped and sent out a distress signal, ascending In order to save him, the instructor's father strayed into the enemy's encirclement and died in the border canyon."

Entering the battlefield privately?

He clearly received the request for reinforcements and went as a special reinforcement force from Shanhai!

Wei Huan tried hard to maintain his superficial composure, clenched his fists, almost gritted his molars, and spoke with difficulty: "What happened next?"

"Later... Jiufeng was captured later." Jing Yun took out the mobile phone distributed by the college and pressed the button. A holographic display screen appeared in front of them. "This was disclosed by the enemy. It is a video record after he was captured."

Thinking of Wei Huan saying that Jiufeng was his idol last time, Jing Yun said cautiously, "I...I can actually understand that he suffered so much torture in there, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and there was no other way to hand over the battle emblem." matter."

Staring at the blurry surveillance video, Wei Huan felt that he was chilling all over at this moment. This was not true at all. He knew better than anyone else that he had never handed over the battle badge, let alone defected. He was alone. Fight to the end, until death.

He died innocently!

But the person in the video is indeed him, at least exactly the same as him, and even suffered the same injuries.

He was trapped in a strange place, and there was a faint flash of electricity in the air, a thin layer, like a barrier, but not a barrier, more like some kind of visible magnetic field.

In the surveillance video, Wei Huan was covered in injuries, his wings were mutilated, and the blood dripping on the ground had solidified and dried. His head was hanging down, motionless, like an irredeemable loser who deserved criticism.

That's obviously not the case...

Jing Yun took the phone back and said hesitantly, "Actually, when you mentioned Jiufeng last time, I felt it was very strange. I don't know how humans see him, but in the Demon Realm..."

He sighed, "Actually, to be honest, we don't know if he really rebelled, but he did hand over the battle badge, and he is still with the human government army, and he also helped the enemy to get Instructor Yang's

My father introduced an ambush. If it weren't for the fact that his life tablet was broken, everyone might still wonder whether he faked his death and surrendered to the enemy."

Oh, fake death and surrender to the enemy.

Such words are actually put together with Jiufeng.

He didn't want to believe every word Jing Yun said, but precisely because these words were spoken by Jing Yun, he had to believe them.

"Really? That's it." Wei Huan used his last bit of willpower to force a smile, "Actually, I only admire him because he is very strong. I didn't expect... I didn't expect that he was

That kind of people."

He took a deep breath, smiled and touched the back of his head, "I'm sorry, I'm a human and I don't know many things. I didn't expect this to be the case."

"Ah Heng..."

"I'm a little uncomfortable, so I'll go back to Yansui first."

After separating from Jing Yun, Wei Huan walked alone like a zombie for a long time, with many broken scenes flashing through his mind.

In his previous life, he never thought that he would die on the battlefield.

But he never expected that it would be such an unbearable way to die.

This news was like a heavy punch, severely shattering Wei Huan's innate pride. His self-esteem and his former glory were all torn to pieces at this moment.

Leaning behind a shadow tree, he watched the video over and over again to see how he was tortured like a dead body. He tried to find evidence from the image to prove that the trapped person was not him.

.

But no matter how carefully he looked, he could only constantly confirm this fact. This fact did not exist in his memory, but was actually recorded.

The surveillance was short, no more than a minute, but to Wei Huan it was horribly long, and every second was a heart-wrenching torture.

How ridiculous. During the seven years since he disappeared, he always thought that he died proudly as a hero. Even if he died, he would die with honor.

But now he knows that all of this is a scam. He was forced to put on the filthiest and most false shroud, and was trampled on by thousands of people's words. All the dedication and efforts of the Jiufeng clan in the past were wiped out because of his death.

obliterate.

The person who cares most about Jiufeng's name is him.

He was also the one who threw Jiufeng's name into the mud with his own hands and let others trample on him.

After an unknown number of days, Wei Huan, who had not yet fully woken up from the lies of betrayal, found that his fingers had begun to show a faint blue color one morning, and his internal organs were experiencing slight pain when he moved.

Counting the days, the second death is not far away.

It turns out that the purpose of God bringing him back to life was to let him experience for himself what it feels like to be framed.

These days, Wei Huan has not looked for Yan Shanyue again. After he learned that he had been stigmatized as a traitor for seven years, he even gave up the plan of returning to this world. It seemed meaningless whether he could come back alive.

In the practical class, the assistant instructor ordered everyone to divide into groups for training. Yang Ling originally ran straight to Yanshan Yue, but halfway through, he stopped and looked at the silent Wei Huan, and called him from a few meters away, "

Stupid human being! Go find your companions!"

Wei Huan said nothing, his eyes were still empty.

Yang Ling bit her lower lip. This talkative man hadn't bothered her as much as before for many days. I don't know why, but he would occasionally look at her face in a daze, with a sad look in his eyes. Yang Ling always wanted to find a chance to ask.

, but I couldn’t lose my temper, so I could only hold back.

"Ignore me, don't fight with us later, or I will blow your head off." Yang Ling clenched his fist and ran to Yan Shanyue's side.

Wei Huan still didn't speak. The people around him gradually formed into two and two groups, and he was the only one standing under the scorching sun with his head lowered.

"Hey, why don't you go with that human? Aren't you in the front seat?"

"I don't want to. What if he holds me back in a fight later?"

"So why does this dragster come to our class? It's really troublesome."

He has long been numb. Since his rebirth, Wei Huan has been surrounded by such judgments every day. They are all students who have passed the Shanhai exam based on their ability. He will always be the one looked down upon, just because of his human identity.

Whether human or monster, he seems to have failed miserably.

Suddenly, Wei Huan sensed a familiar demonic aura and subconsciously raised his head.

Yun Yongzhou appeared in front of him, put away his dazzling white feathers, and walked towards him step by step. This scene looked a bit unreal, Wei Huan squinted slightly to confirm that he was indeed coming.

When the assistant instructor saw Yun Yongzhou coming, he immediately blew his whistle and said, "All students in the combat preparation class, assemble!"

Everyone gathered quickly to form a small square formation. Wei Huan stood in the last row, looking at Yun Yongzhou from a distance through the students in the front row.

He still had a cold face, which made Wei Huan even more sad. For some reason, Wei Huan suddenly wanted to know what this man thought of him.

The heart begins to cramp without warning, and toxins always wait for the right opportunity to cause trouble.

By the way, how could he forget that Yun Yongzhou hated him so much in his previous life? When he learned that he had rebelled, this person must have felt that it was reasonable. Maybe he couldn't even be more disgusted.

"you."

A flame quickly passed through the gap and came to Wei Huan together with Yun Yongzhou's sight.

"Departure."

The students in the front row gave way to him, and someone behind him whispered, "Instructor Yun is going to punish this human student."

"Who knows, anyway, I have been unhappy with him for a long time."

Wei Huan held a breath in his chest and walked out in silence.

Yun Yongzhou threw him a close-range dagger, "Take it and stand on the opposite side."

Wei Huan was a little unresponsive, holding the dagger and looking at Yun Yongzhou in confusion. Was he going to simulate a battle with him to show others?

Before he could understand, Yun Yongzhou's figure was already swaying like lightning, and the right hand holding the dagger was bent by him. The pain made him subconsciously let go, and the dagger fell. Wei Huan's natural response to danger made him

Reacting quickly, he caught the dagger with his left hand at the critical moment and prepared to stab Yun Yongzhou's arm, but he dodged it.

"Is this all you have?" Those indifferent light-colored pupils looked at Wei Huan, and his voice was low and cold.

This questioning look was like a sharp knife, piercing Wei Huan's chest. The resentment, loss and resentment that had been pent up for several days all surged out at this moment, filling this frail human body.

Wei Huan held the dagger in his hand tightly, his eyes sharp, "I am not someone you can look down upon casually."

"Prove it to me."
To be continued...