After Fang Yan left the room, Ling Jia sat down on the chair and sighed heavily, "Alas. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zewei looked at Ling Jia with a strange expression, and then he also left the room.

Lingjia was the only one left.

After a while, in the room, the temperature dropped, and a person in a black dragon robe appeared, that person, with his eyes closed, his figure was a little blurred, and behind him, a black road seemed to lead to hell.

The man in the dragon robe was slowly, from this road, slowly, walking towards Lingjia's room, as he got closer and closer, the temperature in the room dropped rapidly, and even began to freeze, pieces of ice that seemed to be polluted by sewage, everywhere, except for the place where Lingjia stood, there was no freezing, the temperature never dropped, and all other places were not spared, all of them were frozen.

The man walked into the room, and the path behind him, which seemed to lead to hell, slowly blurred and then vanished.

The man sat down slightly out of thin air, and in the void, pieces of ice quickly appeared under him, automatically transforming into a pitch-black throne.

The man sat down, and Ling Jia walked over, made a royal salute to him, and said, "See the Demon King." ”

This demon king raised his head slightly, if poetry was present, he would definitely recognize it at a glance, this demon king is the real Lingjia.

I saw that he was displeased, and said: "Why, this king explained your affairs, you seem to have done not very well, and you still owe this king to lend your name to you." ”

"Qiyu Demon King, I have worked very hard, but this Fang Yan, with his eyes above the top, does not seem to be willing to bow down to the courtiers, nor is he reluctant to use it for us, I have worked very hard, but ......" This fake Lingjia stopped at the end, as if he had a thousand words, but it was difficult to speak.

The real Lingjia sat on the throne, sighed slightly, and said: "Alas, throughout the ages, which king have you ever seen who is willing to bow down to his subordinates? Lingjia commanded to the fake Lingjia.

"The subordinates obeyed. ”

"Demon King, you promised me, that ......" Fake Ling Jia was hesitant.

"Why, the task has not been completed, do you dare to ask this king for a reward?" Ling Jia's voice was full of displeasure, and there was even a hint of anger in it, and around, "Click, click," the sound sounded, and the ice cubes froze some of the daily necessities in the room to pieces, as if he was suppressing the fire that was about to erupt, and communicating with him with patience.

This frightened Fake Lingjia, and I saw him quickly kneel down and beg for mercy loudly: "Lord Demon King spare your life, your subordinates don't mean this, please spare your life." ”

"Hmph. Ling Jia snorted coldly and said, "A guy who has a thief's heart and no thief's guts is not worthy of calling himself a subordinate of this king." ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Fake Lingjia hurriedly agreed.

Ling Jia rubbed his forehead and said, "That's it, that's it, as long as you do a good job this time, this king doesn't mind letting you have the power of this king and supporting you to become the king of this double dragon city, as long as you do things beautifully." ”

"Yes, thanks to the reward of the Demon King, I will definitely go to the soup and fire, and I will not give up. After speaking, the fake Lingjia's face was full of joy, and he bowed to Lingjia again.

"This king can't stay too long, this king has to leave for a while, so as not to let Fang Yan notice this king, his strength, this king can't see through, I don't know how much strength he has recovered. Lingjia seemed to be saying to the fake Lingjia, and it seemed to be talking to himself.

As he finished speaking, the hellish path behind him reappeared.

Lingjia stood up, straightened his dragon robe, turned around, and stepped on the road, as he stepped on, the figure slowly became blurred, and as he raised his steps again, he took a step forward, and the whole road, along with his figure, disappeared in front of the fake Lingjia's eyes.

Everything in the room, with the disappearance of Lingjia, returned to normal, as if there had never been ice, and the things that had been shattered a long time ago also returned to normal, as if they had always been like that, never frozen by the ice, and never shattered.

Looking at all this, Fake Lingjia was amazed, and cheered himself up in his heart: "One day, I will be like him, come and go freely, this world, will also feel trembling because of my existence, work hard, you can do it." Fake Lingjia finished pumping himself up, took a deep breath, and his eyes were blazing, as if he had great confidence.

After a few days, Ze Wei handed a document to Fang Yan and said, "This is the object of your task, you can take a look at the details of the other party first!"

Fang Yan took the information casually, looked at it casually, and threw the information in his hand on the table, not caring indifferently.

Ze Wei seemed to have something to say, opened his mouth, closed it again, and sighed heavily, "Alas," he turned around and wanted to leave.

Fang Yan looked at the scenery outside the window, he didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were full of thoughts.

As soon as Ze Wei moved his steps, Fang Yan's voice came from behind Ze Wei, and he saw Fang Yan say lightly: "You say, what is a person's life for? friendship, family affection, or love?" In his voice, there was a trace of incomprehension, and there was a sadness that was so thick that it could not be dissolved, as if his heart had already been hurt and was full of holes, and he could no longer trust anyone or anything.

"I don't know. Zewei didn't want to pay attention to it after speaking, turned around and wanted to leave.

"What are you, what are you working so hard for, for friendship, or for revenge? If it's for revenge, I'm in front of you now, you can choose ......" After Fang Yan finished speaking, he was silent for a while, and Ze Wei's steps forward also stopped, but he didn't turn around, but waited for Fang Yan's second half of the sentence.

"Kill me. ”

After Fang Yan finished speaking, Ze Wei turned around and looked at Fang Yan, and Fang Yan's eyes that were looking at the scenery also turned around and looked at Ze Wei.

Ze Wei saw despair from Fang Yan's eyes, and also heard Fang Yan's mood from Fang Yan's words, which were full of boredom, incomprehension, and heartache.

Ze Wei sighed again and asked, "Why, do you have the idea of wanting to die?"

"Have you tried, will you take revenge? Have you tried, your only friend, blurring the two sides, one will betray, the other will save you, have you tried, your lover carries you behind your back, and goes to open a room with someone else?" Fang Yan asked Ze Wei with confusion and boredom.