"Haha, you can't find the words to comfort me!" Leng Tomb smiled a little maniacally, and then the smile faded, and continued Fang Cai's low narration: "Actually, don't look at what I said as if it was very sad, just those things just now, just after the incident, I still didn't feel sad and guilty because of it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"The opportunity that made me really aware of all this and feel that I was useless was because of what happened today!" said Leng Tomb extremely reluctantly squeezed out three words, one person's name: "Yan Potian!"

"Faced with the situation of not even being able to move, I can only let others do it, I realized for the first time, ah, it turns out that I am so small, so small that even if it is a third-rate city, there are such people who can wantonly slaughter and insult me, and there is more than one such person! This can't help but make me afraid, really scared, as long as the Yan Potian is willing, my cold tomb will immediately die in his hands, and I can't even turn over a little wave!"

"I'm not afraid of death, but I'm really afraid of death, I'm afraid of dying like this, I don't even have the strength to resist, so I die. Moreover, it is possible to have my companion accompany me to the funeral. It's so horrible that my hands tremble just when I think about it, just like it is now!"

As he spoke, Leng Tomb put the hand under the table up, like an exhibit for the three of them to see.

Sure enough, what was presented in front of the three of them was a pair of hands that were extremely well maintained, white and flawless, without even a little flaw, but at this time they did not have any sense of beauty: these hands were trembling constantly.

"Do you want to laugh at me, I will have such a day in my cold tomb, I really want to laugh myself, I will be frightened. Now when I think of that scene, even these hands, these hands that have killed countless lives, will tremble uncontrollably, haha, haha!" "Leng Tomb went crazy again, but this time it lasted for a long time, and even in that laughter, there was a little crying.

But none of the people present spoke up, let alone comforted him, because they knew that the person in front of them was not an assassin, but a purely wounded child, and the words in their hearts had not yet been finished.

The only thing they can do at the moment is to listen to the child finish all his words, and then find a way to give him the best comfort. Now, it's still a moment of silence, just listen quietly, and it's fine.

"Haha, haha, haha... Leng Tomb's laughter gradually subsided, followed by the same sad tone as Fang Cai: "To be honest, I'm really scared, if Yan Potian really wanted to kill the eldest sister at that time, would I still be silent under his spiritual pressure, and I could only watch until the butcher's knife fell on my body, which would be the end!"

When he said this, even Wang Ruochen and Shi Yu, who were originally listening, couldn't help but think deeply, and the corners of their eyebrows inadvertently revealed a ray of pain, as if they thought of the scene mentioned in Leng Tomb's words. In other words, the two of them are also the same sorrow and sorrow as the cold tomb. The expressions of the two were seen by Leng Tomb, and the latter showed a wry smile on his face, and then said:

"I don't dare to face such a reality, and I don't want to face such a reality. However, the problem in front of us now is that we may have to continue to deal with Yan Potian, although it seems that he is still polite to us, and we can still survive. But what kind of fate will we end up with once he turns his face and denies us? I can hardly imagine!" Leng Tomb couldn't help but close his eyes.

The voice stopped abruptly, as if deliberately leaving such a silent space for the other three to ponder, to think about the situation in Leng Tomb's words. After the three of them imagined such an almost desperate scene, with an expression of reluctance and resentment on their faces, Leng Tomb opened his eyes and continued: "Yes, I don't want to face such a situation, right, but we have to face it, because we can't escape it at all." However, "the momentum of the cold tomb changed, and he suddenly changed the dull and sad atmosphere, and said sharply in a sonorous tone that was completely different from before: "Although we can't escape, we can make changes!"

"It's true that we are almost vulnerable in the face of Yan Potian, but what is this because, because our strength is far inferior to the other party, and we can't even resist the opponent's coercion, and we don't even have the qualifications to fight!"

"Therefore, in order to avoid this situation, we must reach the level of combat qualifications, that is, the second transformation of the spirit gathering, this is the most basic requirement, if we can't even achieve this, we don't even have the qualifications to resist!"

"Therefore, all of us must advance to the second transformation of the Gathering Spirit as soon as possible, as fast as we can, because I really can't believe this person Yan Potian. Maybe we won't be okay when we meet tomorrow, but there's no guarantee that he won't kill us when he's done with what he wants. You know, Yan Potian is not a good male believer!"

Silence, continuation or silence. At the same time, the three of them unexpectedly found that Leng Tomb no longer needed their comfort, because he had found a solution to his pain, and at the same time, it was also the best way to get out of such a dangerous situation, such a situation that the three of them realized but were unwilling to mention.

Improve your strength, crazy and rapid to improve your own strength.

Only when you are strong can you have a foothold, otherwise you are nothing.

"Now, eldest sister, do you still think that we should continue to follow the rules?" Leng Tomb looked at Wang Ruochen who was contemplative, a little aggressive. "Leng Tomb, I admit that what you said is the truth, but what I said is not a lie!" Wang Ruochen shook his head decisively and said: "The meridians at the end of the condensation stage will definitely not be able to withstand more than a hundred abuses, once the martial arts are overused, what awaits us may be the meridians being injured or even the meridians being shattered, such a result is actually not much better than what you said!"

"Okay, since you say so, eldest sister, then I'll give up!" almost everyone thought that Leng Tomb would continue to insist on his point of view, and even had already thought of a rhetoric to dissuade Leng Tomb.

The latter smiled indifferently, and gave up his so-called idea very easily, as if he didn't care, which was very different from the cold tomb that was excited and sad and told about pain and regret.

This sudden compromise made the three people present couldn't help but be surprised, and even hugged whether the other party said this on purpose, but he still had the idea of continuing according to his own ideas, just to avoid himself and others from stopping him.

With such thoughts, the three of them couldn't help but become alert, and the three pairs of eyes stared at Leng Tomb, carefully studying his face and even every part of his body, trying to find signs that might reflect that their master was lying.

It's just that no matter how these three pairs of eyes search, even if they search all over the body, they can't find a trace of weirdness.

Leng Tomb, it seems, really compromised as he said.

Seeming to be a little impatient to be looked at like this, Leng Tomb yawned and said, "Okay, okay, can't you see it after watching it for so long? Although I am said to be an assassin, the means of hiding it are indeed okay." But if even you can't see that my answer is from the bottom of my heart, then I'm really going to be disappointed!"

If a person is telling the truth, no one dares to believe it, it is really a cup.

"Well, I can't see that what you just said is a lie, but your transformation is too fast, right?" Wang Ruochen said with some doubts.

"Then if I don't listen to you, what will you do, eldest sister?" Leng Tomb asked rhetorically.

"What else can I do, supervise you every day, as long as you dare to exceed that hundred times, I will forcibly stop you, and if I can't do it, I will beat you a few times, and I will always teach you that there is no good end in doing this!" Wang Ruochen said quite seriously.

Hearing Wang Ruochen's answer, Leng Tomb said angrily: "You said that if I don't do what you do, I may be beaten a few times directly, and then I still have to come step by step under your supervision, so I won't continue to insist because I'm sick?"

"Well, this, it seems to be too!" Hearing Leng Tomb say this, Wang Ruochen really nodded, and said in agreement.

"So, since the results are all the same, there is no need for me to continue to persevere, so as to save a few beatings! I think there is nothing wrong with me making such a choice, right?" Leng Tomb emphasized.

Listening to Leng Tomb's emphasis, whether it was Wang Ruochen or Fengchen Shiyu, they all agreed with Leng Tomb's idea. If they were themselves, if such a result were to come, I am afraid they would make the same choice as Leng Tomb.

"It's just that the eldest sister, I hope you still take what I said to heart, our current situation is really dangerous!" Leng Tomb looked at Wang Ruochen and reminded him worriedly. If it is said that in addition to venting the bitterness of these days, his previous remarks are also to remind Wang Ruochen of what kind of situation their situation has reached.

Of course, this is not to say that the previous words were all casually said, but really from the heart of the cold tomb, a desire to become stronger, unwilling to continue this fate of doing nothing and being slaughtered by others.

"Well, I know!" Wang Ruochen nodded, a rare resoluteness flashed in his eyes, and said: "Since this is the case, then from today onwards, I will urge the three of you to make a breakthrough to the Gathering Spirit Realm, whether it is you or myself, you really need to enhance your strength! Our strength is really too weak and too weak in this Yanlun City!"

In a third-rate city, there are probably at least more than a thousand characters who gather spirits and more than four changes, which means that there are more than 1,000 people in this city who can independently destroy the Aochen mercenary group, such a result is something Wang Ruochen dare not think.

Originally, she could have done not care so much about this matter, but after experiencing today's incident, after encountering Yan Potian, and after telling in the cold tomb, Wang Ruochen had to face this matter. As long as they encounter such an enemy, as long as the other party is willing, they will only have a dead end. Leng Tomb has thought about this matter, and she Wang Ruochen has also thought about it.

"Today, you three must be today, the three of you have figured out to me which move you want to use as the first burning martial art. Remember that I must think clearly within today, especially Fengchen you!" Wang Ruochen glanced at Fengchen heavily.

"I'll work hard!" was looked at by Wang Ruochen like this, Fengchen couldn't help wiping a cold sweat, a little ambiguous.

"It's not hard work, it's a must, although I know it's really a bit difficult for you, but if you don't even have this bit of confidence, Fengchen, do you still want to become the lowest cultivation existence in the mercenary group like before?" Wang Ruochen said with a rather lame stimulus, but for a thirteen-year-old boy like Fengchen, this kind of stimulation is just right.

Even if Fengchen understands that this is just Wang Ruochen's agitation method, it is still inevitable that he will be fooled.

Even if it's just talking, Fengchen doesn't want to really become the weakest existence in the entire mercenary group.

It is precisely because of the experience, albeit a very short experience, that I am more and more reluctant to go on like this.

"Since you said that, then I will definitely think about it today!"

"Okay, in that case, I'll go back to my room first, and you three think about it here. After all, there is not much time left for you, and it is indeed a bit of a rush to think about such an important thing in one day, but there is no way to do it!" Wang Ruochen got up and walked out of the door, but stopped at the moment when he was about to push the door out.

"What's the matter, is there anything else, eldest sister?" The three of them all looked at Wang Ruochen suspiciously, a little strange why the other party suddenly stopped at the door. The latter turned around, and the giant axe almost grazed Shi Yu, who was closest to the door, and pointed at Zi Xuanying, "I forgot to take her away, it's impossible for her to live with the three of you, right?" Wang Ruochen explained.

As soon as Wang Ruochen said this, the three of them realized that there was still such an oil bottle as Zi Xuanying, and they also realized that it was indeed a little inappropriate to let Zi Xuanying stay in the room of the three men.

Even if the other party is now clutching the collar of Fengchen, he looks unwilling to part his hands.

"Good, Ying'er, you really can't live here!" Seeing that Zi Xuanying was unwilling, Fengchen was a little unbearable, but he still persuaded him. Unexpectedly, as soon as Fengchen said this, Zi Xuanying suddenly moistened a pair of bright eyes, looked at Fengchen in a flash, and said in a lonely and sad tone: "Brother Feng, don't you want Ying'er anymore?"

Wang Ruochen: "。。。。。 ”

Cold Tomb: "。。。。。 ”

Shi Yu: "。。。。。 ”

Three pairs of eyes stared at Fengchen, glancing around as if questioning Fengchen, what did he do to such a little girl that made her so clingy to him, and even reluctant to leave for such a short time!

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