give me a chance to be a good person

Shang Shijing fell into darkness.

The surroundings were quiet and dark, only the whistling wind and the sound of water droplets could be heard in the distance. He was at a loss, but he saw a golden streamer suddenly spread from his feet, opening up in the darkness. Make a way.Liu Guang looked like nothingness, and there was a dark abyss underneath. He hesitated for a moment before he dared to step forward and set foot on the only way.

He vaguely saw the figure of Ling Guangjun, not Wu Lang, but Ling Guangjun.

The younger Ling Guangjun, whose hair has not yet turned gray, looks almost beautiful and delicate. Shang Shijing couldn't recognize him at once. He only felt that his eyebrows and eyes were similar, so he couldn't help but suspect that he was Wu Lang's younger brother. Come on, thinking of such a beauty being killed, he felt somewhat—a little bit regretful.

The young man suspected to be Ling Guangjun looked serious and walked towards a brighter place. His appearance was too similar. Shang Shijing had just been captured by him, so he was shocked and subconsciously took two steps back.

The light went out soundlessly, and the phantom disappeared. Only then did Shang Shijing realize that no matter how scary he was, he was more or less alive. He hurried up, not caring what he was stepping on. Where the young Lord Ling Guang was, it was still dark, but the golden streamer under his feet spread again, opening up a new path.

Shang Shijing ran to the front of the flowing light, and suddenly there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and the surroundings were like an ink painting scroll, from the invisible lines to the thick ink and colors, in an instant, he came from nothingness to a deserted temple.He hesitantly stepped on the wet thatch under his feet, suddenly his body lightened, and he fell straight in. He turned up and down, and stepped on a few broken tiles.

The tiles were still stained with water, and he stepped on them, making a crisp sound, and couldn't help frowning.

Suddenly there was a voice at the door.

As soon as Shang Shijing took a step, many miserable corpses appeared on the ground. He hurriedly withdrew his feet, but those corpses did not disappear. They looked like ordinary beggars, and he did not know who had done it.

A beautiful woman walked into the ruined temple gracefully. She was more dignified and less enchanting than Nan Jixue. She was probably older, but she didn't look much older. She couldn't tell who was the winner. , It can only be said that the beauty of the two has its own merits.The person following this beautiful woman is the young Lord Ling Guang—or Wu Lang's younger brother. He looks incredibly docile, not as cruel as Ling Guang-jun, nor as generous and decent as Wu Lang , there is a kind of cautiousness that is almost cautious.

Shang Shijing didn't think about it anymore, but continued to look at it. There was no place to hide here. He had thought of an excuse, but the two of them seemed to lose sight of him.

"Don't you ask me, why do you want to kill such a group of mortals?" The woman has an elegant posture and a noble appearance, but for some reason, there is a strange evil spirit in her brows, and she looks like a kind of black man. Eyeliner becomes the villain.

"Since the mother has given the order, the child must fulfill it."

The young Ling Guangjun is simply very docile—of course, the premise is to put aside what he has done.

"Ha." The woman smiled coquettishly, she put her orchid finger to her lips, her smile was reserved and delicate, such girlish movements were especially pleasing to the eye, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and said slowly, "You It's getting more and more caring." Before the other party could say anything, she sighed quietly and said, "It's really a good dog of Tianzun."

Shang Shijing suddenly sensed something was wrong. He suddenly realized that Yu Wanggui once said that this place is an illusion, and there are illusions within the illusion. What he once entered was Wu Lang's illusion. What Wu Lang was afraid of was the past. Himself, that is, Lord Ling Guang.Afterwards, he was awakened by Yu Wanggui. Judging from Wan Changkong's reaction, Yu Wanggui's fear was probably the cruel truth he got when facing his relatives, and his fear was Shang Shijing...

And confession.

He was afraid of confessing everything, so every word Shang Shijing said was what he feared the most.

So Wu Lang's fear, other than his own past, is... this night?

Fat Whale once told Shang Shijing about Wu Lang's past, combined with Lord Ling Guang's identity, it didn't look awkward at all. According to the woman's words, this person should be the young Lord Ling Guang, not younger brother.

The woman spoke so harshly that it was unbearable even for Shang Shijing to listen, but Ling Guangjun seemed indifferent, just lowered his head calmly, he didn't even need to draw a sword to kill these people, he was just holding an umbrella for the woman at the moment, But half of his shoulders were soaked, he didn't use his true energy to resist, and his mother didn't like him doing so.

"They are your benefactors." The woman walked lightly among the corpses, and turned around gracefully and lightly. She danced her wide sleeves lightly, revealing half of her lotus-like arms.

The thunder outside was deafening, and it fell suddenly. Shang Shijing was terrified when he heard it. He had a premonition that something was about to happen, and a sense of panic surged from his heart. Amidst such a loud thunder, he could still hear it clearly. What is the woman saying.

"Stop calling me mother, it's disgusting. When you call Tianzun's father, I think Tianzun is just as disgusting."

Ling Guangjun's face didn't change at all, obviously he was very used to it, Shang Shijing stood where he was, thinking in a daze: Is this what a mother should say?

But Shang Shijing took a closer look, but felt that Ling Guangjun didn't seem to be used to it, but seemed to have foreseen what would happen in the future.

"Your mother is a slut! She had intercourse with so many beggars without a match, somehow got close to the body of Tianzun, and gave birth to you!" The woman suddenly shouted sharply, and she pointed at her with a finger as white as jade. Ling Guangjun showed disgust on his face, "When I think about this every day, I feel disgusted! That idiot of hers, why didn't she make you an idiot too! Poor my Xuan'er, she was born with a bone, I suffer After so many years, finally... finally..."

There was a sarcastic smile on Ling Guangjun's calm face, his lips moved together with the woman's, and the words he uttered were exactly the same.

The plot here also corresponds to the murder of the mother...

Even though he knew it was impossible, Shang Shijing still couldn't help walking forward. He saw Ling Guangjun transforming into a light blade and flicked along his fingertips. Shang Shijing subconsciously reached out to block it, but the light blade passed by. His palms stabbed straight at the woman's chest, the woman's voice was suddenly hoarse, a large bloody hole was exposed in her chest, and then she fell down immediately, her beautiful face lost its brilliance, and her eyes were covered with dust .

Shang Shijing felt a burning sensation coming from the palm of his hand, and the surrounding area suddenly became dark again. The woman seemed to be alive, and her harsh voice surrounded her.

"Your mother is just an unwanted baby girl who was picked up by a beggar and brought up, and she became a beggar's wife."

"She's an idiot, she doesn't know what kind of shame, as long as someone gives her a bite to eat, she will naturally do anything."

"It's ridiculous. When you were in your stomach, you survived by eating the leftovers collected by these beggars. Now you kill them with your own hands just because of my words."

"Hahahahahahahahaha..."

"In a few days, you should return to the place where you should be, and my Xuan'er can live his life without being ridiculed as a waste."

"You... Langhua, you are crazy! Ah—"

The woman's screams echoed in all directions, and she still couldn't believe it the moment before she died, she couldn't believe that the adopted son who had been raised for many years, no matter how tortured, how despised, how spurned, he silently endured, would be so bold as to do something to himself .

Perhaps not being able to see it was even more terrifying. Shang Shijing heard the screams for a long time. The woman died not happily, and her curses, swearing and hatred lasted for a long, long time.

It began to rain suddenly in the darkness, and Shang Shijing didn't know when he had an extra oil-paper umbrella at hand. He opened the umbrella and walked slowly on the golden streamer. The glass pieces were trampled even more fragmented, and the sound of raindrops fell on the ground, like small hailstones.

At the end of the dark corridor, in addition to the golden light, there is Ling Guangjun covered in blood.

Ling Guangjun turned around, but it was Wu Lang's face. The two of them clearly had the same face, but for some reason, Shang Shijing could tell that the person in front of him was Wu Lang.

He lost his smile and turned into Ling Guangjun's Wu Lang again.

"You have seen it all." Ling Guangjun's voice was soft and cold. With his voice, the wind and rain whizzed past, turning into a colorful peach forest. There was a naturally carved stone table and stone chair, with flowers constantly The flowers are in full bloom, and the petals are flying and disappearing in the air, but they don't seem to decrease at all.

He didn't sound happy.

It's normal, everyone has a past that they don't want people to discover, let alone such a past, where fallen flowers rustled and accumulated on Shang Shijing's oil-paper umbrella. Fa, with a smile on his face, but there was a faint evil spirit in his brows, he looked at Shang Shijing with deep eyes, and murmured repeatedly: "You have seen it all."

His appearance is so helpless and pitiful, but his eyes are brazen and cold, if a soft-hearted woman who admires him sees him, she will probably cater to him, hug him into her arms and comfort him carefully, and give him a soft and affectionate look.

"Will you kill me?"

Shang Shijing asked him the topic he cared most about very bluntly.

"Are you afraid of death?" Ling Guangjun picked up a jug of wine on the stone table. The air was poured, and the sweet and mellow wine was poured into his mouth. Ling Guangjun leaned casually against the peach tree, his long black hair hanging down, like a reserved and lonely black crane.

Shang Shijing asked back, "Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm... not too afraid." Ling Guangjun held back his smile, but he didn't hold back. He poured a glass of wine into the lotus wine cup. Guangjun's fingertips.

He looked indifferent, and drank the glass of wine to the brim, without any sign of joking.

Shang Shijing's heart sank, and he couldn't help taking a step back.

It is true that he likes Wu Lang very much, but he doesn't like Lord Ling Guang who doesn't care about his own life. It's just that some strange emotions are surging in his heart. The danger is indeed tempting enough, but the extreme danger is not what Shang Shijing loves.

Wu Lang looked at his appearance, his eyes dimmed slightly, poured another glass of wine for himself, and raised his glass to invite him: "I don't know if today's business friends are willing to sit down and have a drink with me?"

The wine was very bitter, Wu Lang thought casually, he no longer remembered how long ago the wine tasted so bitter.

"You...you saw it the day you recovered from your injury, didn't you?" Shang Shijing quickly realized, looking at Ling Guangjun's clear eyes, he suddenly gave a wry smile, "Why do you pretend to lie to me?" What threat do Qiaoniang and I pose to you?"

"Threat?" Wu Lang whispered, "You don't know how dangerous you are to me."

Mr. Shang is always so rational and calm.

Wu Lang seemed to feel that he had got the answer from Shang Shijing's evasive words, he smiled slightly, and filled another cup for himself.Shang Shijingzai looked at him carefully, then suddenly reached out his hand to block it, and said lightly, "Don't you want to buy me a drink? If you just pour yourself a drink, then what should I drink?"

This was beyond Wu Lang's expectation. He raised the wine cup and handed it to Shang Shijing, watching him drink it down as if he was emboldened.

In fact, Shang Shijing was a little disgusted that this wine cup had just been drunk, but thinking about it, Wu Lang drank it, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, but he still changed to a clean place while drinking it.Qing Liuli was thrown on the ground and broke at will, Shang Shijing wiped the liquid left by his mouth, and casually confirmed in his heart that he would regret it later.

But if he doesn't say it now, he will regret it now.

"I'm terrified of dying," he said.

Wu Lang was playing with the only intact jug, and forced himself to listen, as if he was listening to that night, when there was a thunderstorm, he heard the words of the aunt clearly.

The past and family background that everyone envied were shattered in an instant. His mother was not the extremely noble Yaoyu girl, but an abandoned and silly baby girl. At that moment, she tried her best to save Wu Lang's life, while the beggars treated the baby boy as their own and took care of it with all their might.

The one Yaoyu wanted Ling Guangjun to kill was naturally not the same group of beggars. Those impoverished beggars had become the remaining stains on the perfect life of Tianzun as early as the moment Wu Lang was taken away by Tianzun. How could he? Let the stain live.

Ling Guangjun used to be, but later he became not.

Yao Yunu was so impatient that she deliberately provoked Ling Guangjun and brought him back to his hometown, which was nothing more than she was anxious about Tianzun's wishes.

Men are not as careful and sensitive as women. What Tianzun needs is an heir, not a child. He can clearly distinguish between a noble born son and a lowly born excellent eldest son.But for Yao Yunv, it was a great shame. She agreed to keep Wu Lang at the beginning, but it was only to let the child grow up to regenerate her darling. God is really ridiculous. The child of a dementia and silly girl has a beautiful appearance Gu, the child of her and Tianzun, two strong men, is a waste.

He had a broken dream before, and there could never be any more painful than that moment.

Wu Lang thought indifferently, for a moment, he actually felt Ling Guangjun revived in his body, and he felt that all limbs and bones were yearning for blood.

If Zaomengsheng was right in front of him, he would wring that man's throat without hesitation.

This fake skin is fake after all.

"So I don't want the person I like to be a person who is not afraid of death." Shang Shijing couldn't help but smiled wryly. He has always been afraid of confessing his thoughts. He is used to carefully screening and reviewing layers of things to ensure that everything is safe before speaking. , But it wasn't until he said those words with Yu Wanggui before that he felt that it might not be that difficult to say something.

He saw Wu Lang's past, and he also saw Lord Ling Guang.

Originally thought that this kind of shallow love based on character and appearance would quickly dissolve and be disintegrated into nothingness, but it was not the case.

Shang Shijing has never understood why so many little girls love celebrities to the point of death, and even blind their eyes, but it was only at this moment that he realized that people's feelings are really beyond control, even if they know it well. Guangjun's past, even if he clearly understands everything about Wu Lang, even if he realizes that he is not as simple as he likes.

He was still hopelessly tempted.

Once the relationship is deep, it's like gambling. Because you invest too much, you can't help but invest more in order to recover the loss.

It sounds ridiculous, but it is even more ridiculous to do it, but there is nothing in this world that is not ridiculous.

If what he saw was Shang Shijing's, or even Nan Jixue's, Shang Shijing would turn his head and run away without hesitation, even if he knew he couldn't escape.

Shang Shijing knew very well that if the ugliness in his heart and the unbearable past were seen by others, he would not be able to guarantee that he would want to kill someone, let alone Ling Guang-jun.

"When Bei Yihong knew that Zhan Zhixi was false, his love would not dissipate in an instant." Shang Shijing said in a low voice, "The deception and concealment brought hatred and hurt only because of Bei Yihong's sincere heart." The fifth younger brother who has loved you will only be disappointed if he cares about it. He has loved this liar for so many years, even if it was because of a similar interest, and finally the deception was empty, but has he only loved this for so many years and nothing else? "

"Ok?"

Wu Lang was a little confused.

Perhaps people are naturally thrill-seeking, Shang Shijing drank the remnant of wine in his mouth, restraining his trembling calves.

Wu Lang's eyes coincided with Ling Guangjun's. He took off the hypocritical and gentle skin, and became fierce and cold, but not as ruthless as before, and the peach blossoms were reflected in his clear eyes.

Falling in love with Wu Lang is wishful thinking.

Falling in love with Ling Guangjun is a madman's dream.

But falling in love with Wu Lang who used to be Lord Ling Guang...

Shang Shijing heard his heart beating crazily, he held Ling Guang-jun's face in his hands, and sealed those soft and cold lips as if he was looking at death, his fingertips seemed to be trembling.

Wu Lang's lips smelled like wine, and Shang Shijing passed the remnant of wine over, and the little bit of wine melted away in the fusion of lips and tongue, as if it was just sweet sugar water.

"What do you mean?" Wu Lang asked him in a hoarse voice, his lips pressed together, and his cheeks looked a little pink.

This man is so powerful that he can crush him to death with one hand. Danger and fear gripped his nerves and warned him frantically, but Shang Shijing heard his own voice coming out of his throat, and replied hoarsely: "Probably Yes, I want to try the feeling of not being afraid of death."

Oops!

The author has something to say: I have compared the relationship between Zhan Bei and Wu Shang before, and the mention here is actually more obvious. I hope I can get it.

The title of this chapter is very special, I deliberately chose the last sentence as the title.

When I finished writing, I really felt that only these two words could describe Tianjing's mood.

People who are afraid of death want to become not afraid of death.

Oops!

I will take a leave of absence tomorrow, some things will be busy until night.