Chapter 1451 The Last Arrogance

When Lu Mingfei heard the voice of a familiar friend and truly saw the person in front of him, his numb and dull brain recognized that he was Fingel, and he was stunned for a while. Those nerves that were twitching to the point of rigidity due to the huge pain Gradually get back to work.

He lowered his eyes silently and let go of his trembling hands, but his eyes stayed on the silent girl being held by Fingel.

"Can she still be saved?" Lu Mingfei asked softly, his voice was so low, he was asking for something extravagantly, such as a miracle? If he could, he would trade everything for that miracle.

But unfortunately, the reason why miracles are called miracles is because they are inherently irreplaceable and cannot be measured by price.

Fingel probably knew the result when he took the girl, felt her cold body temperature, and saw the hideous injuries on her abdomen that seemed to be roughly sutured with the blood vessels and nerves of some kind of creature. He looked at Lu Mingfei His expression was a little sad.

The medical staff noticed the situation here, and after stabilizing Lancelot's vital signs, they quickly approached the platform and took the girl handed over by Fingel.

But when they saw the girl's injuries, they were all stunned. They looked at the abdominal cavity that had collapsed due to the lack of flesh, blood and internal organs even after being sutured, and their expressions were full of unbearable.

Lu Mingfei looked at the reactions of the medical staff, looked at Fingel's expression, and tried to distinguish those very similar eyes. He was stunned for a while, and finally lowered his head, saying nothing, not doing anything, just kneeling down. It was motionless there.

Some medical staff were ready to do something really meaningful, such as abandoning the dead girl's body and trying to save Lu Mingfei, who was in equally bad condition, but Fingel raised his hand to stop them. , because he knew that Lu Mingfei would not be willing to accept the so-called treatment given his current mental condition.

"Junior brother, I don't know what to say. But it's okay now." Fingel walked to Lu Mingfei's side, squatted down and whispered, "Things are always like this and we can't do our best. It will always happen. Some regrettable things. The only thing we can do is try our best. I think you have done your best. You have done everything you can."

Lu Mingfei didn't respond to him. Fingel said a lot of words intermittently, which were all comforting words. He didn't seem to hear them. He just knelt there with his head down, bent over, and whispered something in a low voice.

Fingel couldn't hear his voice clearly. He could only hear what he said clearly by lowering his head close to his mouth:

"I messed up."

He kept repeating these four words, so sadly, like a wind-up doll that was out of control, repeating that piece of music until the joints broke and the parts and springs were scattered on the floor.

Fingel looked at his appearance, patted his back gently, turned around and took two steps.

After two steps, he stopped, a hint of irritation and ferocity flashed across his face.

Fingel suddenly turned back, quickly moved forward, grabbed Lu Mingfei's shoulders, and clasped his collarbone with great force, meaning to lift him up and pull him close, stared into his eyes, and said in a low voice , ".Yes! You messed up, you loser!"

"You screwed up again, the exam, the date, the game, you fucking screwed it all!"

Lu Mingfei raised his eyes and looked at Fingel's iron-gray eyes, a little stunned.

"Listen, you are useless." Fingel was silent for a moment, organized his words, and said slowly, "I am not good at comforting people. After all, comforting people is more suitable for a caring and gentle senior sister. For things like this, I I can't do it, let alone lend you a shoulder to let you cry. I won't say more if I want to comfort you and let you go. The words you just heard are all the comforting words I can think of. What follows is your useless senior brother’s personal insights and life teachings. Clean your ears and listen. That means you should accept the reality as soon as possible!”

"Since you know that you messed up, then let me fix it. If it can't be fixed, then deal with the aftermath, and then sum up the experience of failure. Because the people you killed and the things you messed up because of your incompetence will not happen again. There’s a chance for you to come back.”

"If you screwed up, you screwed up. The reason is your current incompetence and naivety. Because of your waste, the person who didn't deserve to die died. There is no chance to win her back. You will carry her memory and regret with you for the rest of your life. Awakening from a nightmare.”

Fingel said in a low voice, his iron-gray eyes full of sharpness. This was a look that no one had ever seen in the eyes of this man named Fingel, as if showing the coldness of the Arctic Ocean.

"I know you are sad and broken, because I have had the same experience as you. Those experiences tell me that instead of continuing to be a waste that has messed up everything, it is better to seize the time and do something that even a waste can do. Things. You’ve messed up one thing, do you want to mess up something else?”

He was clearly scolding Lu Mingfei, but there was a feeling of sadness on his face, and the figure reflected in the iron-gray eyes was somewhat unclear.

There are also times when the waste wood bared its teeth fiercely, because every waste wood had been exposed to that heavy rain, and sadness soaked into their backbones, causing them to bend down forever, unable to be ignited by the fire again.

Under Lu Mingfei's dull gaze, he raised his hand, ignoring the dirt on the other person's cheek, wiped away the blood soaked in the skin, and patted his cheek hard, causing pain and loud noises, and stared at the man with his iron-gray eyes. The pair of molten red golden eyes said slowly,

"So, loser, I allow you to be sad for another minute, and stand up again after one minute. After cleaning up this mess, you should have something else to do, right? If you don't do it, you will regret it for the rest of your life. One nightmare is enough. If you want nightmares to pile up into a TV series that plays differently every day, you can continue to be a loser here and cry and repeat what has happened. Or, think about what you can do now, what you should do, so that when you think of this every night in the future, you will regret one or two less things!"

After saying this, Finkel let go of Lu Mingfei's shoulders and pushed him back hard, and the other party also stood firm in a stagger.

He lowered his head and stood on the railroad tracks, his body a little crooked. Under Finkel's silent gaze, he slowly stood up and took a few deep breaths, as if injecting air into that fragile body, blowing up the wilted balloon a little more. After doing everything, he whispered to Finkel, then ran back to the Nibelungen tunnel and disappeared.

On the platform, Vereva, who had confirmed that Lancelot was out of danger, ran over, bent down and looked at the subway, but only saw Finger. She was stunned for a moment and looked around, "Where is Lu Mingfei? Wasn't he still here just now? How is his injury?"

"Very energetic, never so energetic before." Finger shrugged as he looked at the back that disappeared in the dark tunnel.

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Lin Nian walked in the dark tunnel, which was the tunnel from Line 2 to Line 1. On the way here, he saw the big pit left by the fight between Lu Mingfei and Fenrir. If the rails were interrupted, there would be no more trains to take him out of Nibelungen, so he had to walk a long way by himself.

The sequelae of fusion were still eroding his body, just like epilepsy, which had no signs of attack. He might walk for a while, and suddenly the muscles in his body began to dissolve. Lin Nian could only stand there and hold the wall, waiting for the genetic disorder to end, and then use Yaki to repair his body indifferently and continue to move forward.

Everything that happened after coming to Beiyi, every choice, kept repeating in Lin Nian's mind. The things he experienced, the people he met, and every word he said kept replaying in his mind with amazing memory. This was not a revolving lantern, but he was trying to find a better way in the endless darkness. Did he have a better choice to avoid those tragedies and avoid those destined separations and deaths?

The dark tunnel seemed to have no end and extended infinitely. Walking in the darkness, he could not hear any other sound except his own footsteps.

No, there were other sounds, which suddenly appeared in front of him, so faint that if you didn't listen carefully, you would ignore them.

Lin Nian stopped and looked at the disheveled woman lying on the ground beside him. Her blood flowed all over a large section of the road and flowed into the railroad tracks. She lay in a pool of blood facing the dome of the tunnel. She had lost consciousness in her slightly drooping eyes, and blood flowed on her once sharp and beautiful face.

She was so weak, like a dying wild cat, constantly walking on a strange road, every step seemed like the last step, and finally fell in the garbage dump at the corner of the alley where no one cared, unruly and lonely.

There was a crack on the chest of the black dress, revealing not the beautiful body but two thrilling blood holes, the dragon heart inside was gone, and her own heart was so empty, but Lin Nian did hear a faint heartbeat coming from it. It was a new heart, but it was too weak to support her survival, and it could stop beating at any time.

The dragon heart was trying to save Li Huoyue's life until the last moment before it was pulled out of the warm chest, trying its best to repair the broken heart, but in the end, only this defective heart like a premature baby's heart was left.

Lin Xian and Lin Nian told Lin Nian about what happened between Sima Xuxu and Li Huoyue. That battle was a dispute within the orthodox sect, a conflict of personal ideas, and had nothing to do with Lin Nian. He just witnessed those things from the perspective of a bystander, unable to stop them. When he arrived, everything had come to fruition.

He could not judge whether Li Huoyue's actions were correct, or whether her self-abandonment was stupid in the end, because judging the actions of an avenger was meaningless.

The spiral of blood and hatred was the original sin that ended all meanings. Too many things would lose their original meanings because of hatred, just like she deceived Lin Nian. Perhaps from the moment her parents died, she could no longer be called a human being.

She was no longer Li Yuexian, but Li Huoyue. The essence of Li Huoyue's existence was revenge, so pure and ugly.

Hatred can blind everything. In this lesson, Lin Nian learned from Lu Mingfei and understood the power of hatred. That was the greatest weapon in the emperor's hand. If he wanted to achieve his goal, if he wanted to achieve everything as he wished, then he had to make everyone hate him. That was the chain that bound each other, weaving into a net until it reached the center, the ending as he wished.

Lin Nian stood beside her, looking at her, looking at this woman who had messed up everything and had given up on herself. She didn't believe anyone could help her, she didn't trust anyone, so she used everything she could to deceive Lin Nian and kill the clan leaders. If she told Lin Nian everything at that time, would Lin Nian help her out of that abyss?

If he had known this girl earlier, could he have changed her fate?

Lin Nian didn't know the answer. The disorder of genes reappeared, continuously, each time stronger than the last. This was his body's warning to him, asking him to sit down and rest, but he was unwilling to let himself go. He wanted to shoulder everything, solve everything by himself, and protect everything. But in the end, did he really get what he wanted?

Maybe this is the "arrogance" that Lu Mingfei accused himself of.

Li Huoyue may also have the same "arrogance". If, really just if, she chose to tell Sima Xuxu her story and tried to ask him for help, the ending might be different.

She and Lin Nian are actually the same kind of people. They both have that lonely arrogance. They only believe in themselves from the bottom of their hearts and want to use their own strength to accomplish everything, but they messed up everything.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

In the dark tunnel, the weak heartbeat gradually stopped, and everything returned to silence.

Another heartbeat suddenly sounded, so vigorous and powerful, full of new vitality.

In the darkness, a pair of dark brown eyes opened, and the dying woman saw a vague golden light in the blurry darkness.

Although she was in the darkness, she began to see a hint of light gold, just a little bit, hidden in the deepest darkness, floating and sinking, not knowing whether it was real or fleeting, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"You can open your eyes, but don't move..." the weak voice said softly.

The hands that had sunk into her chest were gently raised, and they were full of blood.

She silently tilted her head to one side, and the man who should hate her leaned against the wall and sat down quietly to rest. The girl with blonde hair like a soul squatted beside her, complaining and muttering something, while diligently repairing the complex and dilapidated structure.

In the direction of the distant exit of the tunnel, another sound of footsteps came, getting closer and closer...

ps: Li Huoyue is indeed dead, but Li Yuexian is not.