The next day, Dugu Sheng, who had finished a night of practice, pushed open the door early and habitually looked up at the sky.

Today's sun doesn't seem to be as warm as it used to be, and the sun that seemed to melt the world at noon is a little hazy at this moment.

However, there is less of the hotness on weekdays, but more gentleness that I have never seen in the past......

"The weather is nice!" Dugusheng thought.

Walking out of the outdoor user store, I didn't have breakfast, and walked in one direction. What he wanted to go to was a small forest about twenty or thirty kilometers away from here, which was the place where Luo Zhentian had picked him up in the first place.

More than 20 kilometers is not too far for ordinary people, and it is nothing for Dugu Sheng, who has already entered the Seventh Heaven. Even, if you go all out, a few minutes will be up. Far more than secular means of transportation.

However, Dugu Sheng didn't use much speed. For him, the grove did make him curious, but the scenery on the roadside still couldn't be missed.

However, his so-called slowness can be described as shocking in the eyes of ordinary people. Along the way, the pace of progress seems to be slow. Fortunately, this is the fringe area of Imjin City, and few people pass by, otherwise it will inevitably cause a commotion.

About half an hour later, Dugu Sheng came to a small forest. Reminiscing about what I saw and heard along the way, I feel that there are many interesting things. Even several times, there was an urge to stop.

After coming to this grove, Dugusheng slowed down and slowly walked into the dense forest.

As soon as he stepped into the dense forest, Dugu Sheng only felt that his heart was calm, and the fluctuations caused by curiosity before were now invisible. It seems that in this forest, there is a strange magic that makes his heart stop as soon as he enters.

Walking slowly on the meadow in the forest, enjoying a completely different taste from the underground training ground, he was very comfortable.

Suddenly, he remembered the taste he had always been attached to. In the past few days, he has also seen that it is the fragrance of flowers.

It's May, and it's the season when spring turns to summer. Although there are many trees in the forest, some flowers are also blooming.

After a while, Dugusheng found one. He scrutinized the flower in front of him. This flower is not very large, and on the long green stem, there is a small flower with five white petals and a pale yellow stamen.

Dugu Sheng looked at it for a while, as if he wanted to imprint every vein of this flower in his mind, he slowly squatted down, and the tip of his nose subconsciously stepped forward to smell it, with a satisfied smile on his face.

If those who died at his hands were still alive, seeing this scene, I believe they would also be scared to die again.

Who would dare to believe that in their eyes, Thirty-Six, who had no mercy at all and was as cold as the Grim Reaper, would have such a demeanor.

It's a pity that they can't see it.

Therefore, Dugu Sheng's delicacy is destined to become his own secret!

There is a tiger in his heart, but he sniffs the rose.

This is a strange person and a contradictory person.

After collecting his mind, he realized the faint aroma that made him extremely comfortable. He stretched out his hand, wanting to feel the touch of the flower, to feel the source of this beauty.

At the moment when his fingertips were about to touch the petals. A thought suddenly appeared, and it was the appearance of this thought that made Dugu Sheng's movements freeze instantly, his whole body trembled, and the smile on his face turned into a struggle.

At this moment, with the arrival of this thought, the scenes of the past reappear in my mind like a slide.

His hands were stained with too much blood. In the past eleven years, even Dugusheng himself didn't know how many people he had killed?

His hands represent death and blood! He is a man full of darkness and sin!

His hand was frozen in the air, and he suddenly couldn't bear to touch this little flower. Some are worried that the darkness in them will tarnish this beauty. It's just that he is very eager to feel the beauty, and at this moment, his heart is extremely entangled.

After a long time, Dugu Sheng shook his head, and finally, the hand that was condensed in the air slowly withdrew.

At that moment, a breeze swept by, and the leaves swayed in the wind, as if they were sorry for what they had seen. The grass was also shaking its head down, rubbing against each other to make strange sounds, as if understanding the situation of the boy in front of her, crying sadly, everything was full of sadness......

Only the flower, dancing freely in the rhythm of the wind, touched Dugu Sheng's fingertips again and again with the swaying of the tender long flower stems.

Dugu Sheng was stunned and frozen. The whole person looked at the little flowers that touched his fingertips again and again, feeling the caress of the soft petals again and again, and in an instant, he seemed to understand the meaning of his existence.

At this time, his heart is very simple, he doesn't want the flower in front of him to be hurt, he wants to protect it. Although it is just a flower, in his heart, the weight of this flower at the moment is far more important than anyone else.

The wind stopped, and the early summer wind always came from time to time, but it dissipated from time to time.

The flowers stopped swaying, the leaves stopped swaying, and even the grass on the ground straightened up at this moment.

Everything became exactly the same as before, but Dugusheng knew that everything was different again. Because he has motivation, has the meaning of survival, and is no longer confused and lonely. Although, it was only a small flower that accompanied him.

He sat here quietly, not moving, and he didn't want to move, because here, he could feel that he was not alone, not the lonely king who came out of the mountain of corpses and blood.

The sun slowly tilted westward, and Dugusheng lay on the edge of the small flower, looking through the gap in the dense forest, and saw the red sun. As the sun slowly set, his heart slowly calmed, and night gradually fell.

At night, a cold wind hit, and people who had not yet returned home couldn't help but tighten their clothes.

That's how it is in early summer, when the sun is blazing, the scorching heat seems to melt everything. And when night falls, there is always a chill hitting. Feeling the change in the wind, Dugu Sheng not only frowned.

Slightly worried, he turned his head to look at the little flower beside him.

It looked a little lonely in the cold wind, shivering with the cold wind. It seems that the wind is stronger, and it can blow all its petals off. Dugusheng was very worried about whether the weak flower could withstand such a cold wind.

Gradually, I don't know when, it began to rain lightly.

The people walking on the road hurriedly quickened their pace, still cursing the sudden rain in their mouths.

Because of the arrival of the rain, the rhythm of the whole world seems to have accelerated.

The wind has become even stronger.

The waist of the flower is also bent lower.

The rain-soaked petals also look even more messy in the wind.

Dugu Sheng looked a little anxious, he didn't care about the rain that fell on him, and let the rain wet his cheeks and wet his clothes. At this moment, he only cares about this little flower beside him, struggling in the wind and rain.

Dugu Sheng didn't know how to describe the feeling in his heart at this moment, and his vocabulary was still lacking. Although I don't know what to say, I can feel that my heart hurts very much at the moment, and from the left rib position, it seems that something is blocking, which makes him feel very congested.

This feeling began to spread from the bottom up, and my chest became very blocked, and it seemed that I could not even breathe smoothly. Gradually, the same sensation came to his throat, and he felt like he was about to suffocate.

It was very painful and depressing, Dugu Sheng couldn't hold on, and a low roar came out of his throat.

However, in response to him, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rain was beating on the little flower, so that it could not stand up at the moment. At the very top of the stem, the five petals also fell with the rain, and they could not stand up at all, and they all shrank and shrank around the stamens.

Seeing this kind of scene, that unknown emotion permeated Dugu Sheng's body more quickly. His nostrils seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't breathe, he couldn't struggle. Every breath seemed to exhaust all the strength of the body, and it was a feeling of stagnation that could not be described in words.

Gradually, Dugu Sheng's eyes turned red, and bloodshot covered his eyes, but he didn't realize it. Just a constant heavy wheezing sound. As if losing his mind, like a wounded beast, he gasped heavily.

The rain fell into his red eyes, and then slid down, like rain, and like tears. No one knows, and no one sees. Dugu Sheng didn't know that at this moment, he almost lost the ability to think.

But his bloodshot eyes were always staring at the little flower that was being destroyed by the wind and rain. Regardless of the wind and rain, his eyes never blinked, just stared at the flowers, and it seemed that the whole world was left with only one.

Suddenly, the rain seemed to be getting a little more rapid. Suddenly, a petal slipped silently from the edge of the stamen. The rain quickly slapped the falling petals into the dirt, and the white petals and the mud attached to them were particularly dazzling.

The flowers that have been mutilated have become even more desolate. The remaining four petals looked even more helpless.

Dugu Sheng can no longer look directly, at this moment, in his heart, this flower is even more important than the whole world, because of it, so that he is no longer lonely. Because of it, he has something to yearn for and sustenance.

Suddenly, Dugu Sheng let out a terrible roar like a wounded beast facing a desperate situation. The surging internal force in the body broke out of the body, and the strength of the Seven Heavens was undoubtedly revealed. But this aura did not stay in the early stage of the Seventh Heaven, but quickly reached the middle of the Seventh Heaven, and did not stay long, it climbed upwards again, and after a while, it reached the late stage of the Seventh Heaven.

Finally, the ascent of this force stopped, stopping at the late stage of the Seventh Heaven. But at this time, Dugu Sheng did not notice the change in his strength at all.

The internal force was carefully condensed outside the body, supporting an area about one meter in diameter. The rain fell, and all of it hit the shield he had held up with internal force, and then it was evaporated, and a trace of water vapor came out.

And the little flower next to Dugusheng, with Dugusheng's shield, there is no rain and wind, and finally the tender flower stem is raised again. Although it has lost a petal, it still looks beautiful at the moment.

The rain has been dripping, and Dugusheng has been persevering, using internal force to prop up a big shield. Just as it was about to dawn, the rain finally stopped. And Dugu Sheng was almost detached at this time, lying on the ground, lying next to the small flower, panting heavily.

Although the body was exhausted, when the eyes fell on the little flower, the joy was overflowing.

The sky slowly brightened, and Shi He'an's figure appeared in the dense forest.

After looking at Dugu Sheng at this time for a while, he always felt that after this night passed, this young master seemed to be a little different, but he couldn't tell what the difference was, so he simply stopped thinking about it. turned to Dugu Sheng and said, "Young Master, a new mission is coming, do you need to take a look?"