What kind of place the apartment is, even if it is on the sixth floor, those kings can't tell.

It seems to have been entrenched in this universe since ancient times, using human beings to control human beings and using the world to clean up the world.

A long, long time ago, when the name "apartment" did not exist in real life, it was already the heaviest secret of this world.

The first floor said to be united, but in an instant, it became a confrontation between roommates, the second floor was against people of the same level, but intrigue was still inevitable in the dormitory, and the third floor was caught in the competition between the hunters on the third floor and above of the entire No. 3 apartment, and the scope of the struggle was greater and the difficulty was higher.

On the fourth floor, there are three other apartments of hunters, do they like to watch the hunters kill each other?

The apartment gives the hunter unparalleled power, but it also strips the hunter of humanity step by step.

When there are more people killed, the heart becomes cold.

In particular, almost all of the people who choose apartments have no family to worry about, either orphans or special family conditions. So what else can warm people's hearts?

Friendship was probably wiped out on the first and second floors.

Love-Joke, aren't hunters the best at playing with other people's feelings? How could you allow yourself to make such a mistake?

Is the last thing the apartment needs is an emotionless indifferent machine?

But why do the people of the sixth layer want to find the destination of a heart like crazy?

When I reached the fifth layer, I found that almost no people here felt that they were eager to improve their strength, but they were leisurely and leisurely, and they had the appearance of enlightenment and meditation.

"We're looking for feelings."

506 people sue sù her.

Whether you choose to hunt or plunder at the beginning, you have to find your feelings here in the end.

"Do you know why you can only reach the fifth layer if you complete the tasks of the restorative world?"

In the fourth level of the restorative world, there is almost no difference between plundering and hunting. Because the hunters don't need to get the feelings of the characters, nor do they need to destroy the opportunities of the characters, but they have to protect the target characters everywhere who should be the pride of the sky and turn out to be ill-fated.

The restorative world is used to nurture the feelings of the hunter.

Plundering or hunting has made the heart cold, if you strive for the happiness of others, and finally see their happiness, will you regain the ability to fall in love with someone?

Having this ability again, there will be two results, first, she ends up depressed in her feelings for her lover, for example, Liu Jing, she is lucky, she has a chance to do it again, and she has the opportunity to see her sweetheart again. Second, become a true king.

The current kings are almost all pseudo-kings.

They need to go through the inner demon road without collapsing, they also need to complete a super difficult task in the pseudo-king promotion world of apartment three, and finally go through purgatory for seven days.

Therefore, although the battle for the king is held once every three years, there will still be the vast majority of people who choose not to participate.

In the battle of the king, there must be a certain king of this apartment as a stepping stone, in case a new king is born, the two of them return to the sixth layer together, but if the king does not come out, the original king will be like all the participants, ashes.

This is one of the three places that can threaten the king.

The promotion of the False King can be applied for at any time, and legend has it that it is easier than the promotion of the True King - as long as you can endure hardship.

But the sixth layer without the True King will never be able to apply for the final transcendent battle.

There were only five people involved in the Battle of the King of the Third Apartment, including Wei Shengqing, after all, this was a battle of life or death.

There are about seventy people on the fifth floor, and 506 has six of them, and there are a total of 99 bedrooms, which shows the strength of the Red Lotus, and it is really amazing that Hongyan can bring the Red Lotus to this status today.

"You just came up, why did you go to participate in the battle of the king?" 506, a wheat-skinned man asked.

Maybe she had some feelings in her heart, so her gaze and gentleness were completely different from those of the hunters at the level below.

"A promise, or maybe I don't want to do the same hunting or plundering mission I did at the beginning, or maybe I just want to get out of Apartment Three." Wei Shengqing smiled at her.

This girl's title is "Waiting", and between her eyes, she is clearly thinking about someone's appearance.

"Your title is affectionate, and it looks like you have a good chance of being able to advance to the next level." The girl smiled, with a little encouragement, "It's been a long time since the four kings of Apartment No. 3 gathered, they failed to apply for the final battle, and they all died, otherwise we would definitely be able to stay at the top of the four major apartments." ”

The Battle of Detachment is another thing that can threaten the king. The four kings gathered together, transcending the first battle, which was also either life or death, and the choice of the last two layers became more and more decisive, until there was no way out.

"It's just affection that can't be promoted." Wei Shengqing laughed at herself.

The girl laughed: "Asking for death? Then enjoy the world of the King War, maybe things will take a sudden turn. ”

"Thank you."

The apartment is really bad, it erases the emotions of the hunter, and does you want the hunter to get it back by himself?

Wei Shengqing wanted to laugh at this apartment, but found that she only had a faint melancholy.

If you can really get it back・・・・・・

"Ding--The Battle of the King.

World: Heaven and Dragon Slayer.

All Applicants for Promotion Mission: Please live this life happily. ”

"Wei Shengqing, hello." After the prompt sound, suddenly a female voice sounded in her ears, Wei Shengqing didn't have time to be surprised, she continued: "Your identity is Zhou Zhiruo. Hopefully, you will be able to find what it takes to love your lover. It's just a matter of letting you find this narrow ability, and don't let us down. ”

Who are "we"?

Wei Shengqing asked in her heart, but she knew that the person would not answer, and the feeling of being watched by someone had disappeared.

・・・・・・

"Hongyan, have you decided?"

The woman ran around her hair, but was visibly absent-minded.

"Hmm." Hongyan smiled, "Lord God, I am really flattered that you have projected it in person." ”

Feng Jiuqing rolled his eyes: "To be honest, I always thought that you were the most unlikely person to reach the true king Cheng dù, it was really one thing and one thing." However, she is too similar to you in some ways, and you should be prepared to die. ”

Hongyan looked at the woman with outstanding demeanor and raised a bright smile: "Don't worry, I will still leave you down with her." ”

"It's really big, I'm waiting for that day." Feng Jiuqing seemed to think of something, and laughed out loud, "Let's pass this level first." ”

"Little red-faced guy, remember, your identity is, Zhao Min・・・・・・ haha, it doesn't matter if you remember it or not, you can experience the feeling of detachment first."

・・・・・・

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. Tracing back to it, the road is obstructive and long. Tracing back from it, it is like ・・・・・・ in the middle of the water, "The breath of the fisherman is long, and he sings not a minor tune between the countryside, but a chapter in the "Book of Songs, National Style".

After thousands of years of vicissitudes, "Three Hundred Poems" has become a classic, and the national style has not been passed on to ordinary people.

"Daddy." The girl poked her head out of the cabin, "Do you miss your mother?" ”

The fisherman who struts the pole is sturdy, but the temperament is quite elegant, in this chaotic era at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, I think it was also a young master and son of a high-gate compound, living in the rivers and lakes, only relying on nets to fish for a living.

"Does Zhiruo miss her mother?"

"Yes."

The child's crisp words made the fisherman a little sad, and he said: "Your mother was killed by the Mongolian Tatars, and your father and I can't tell you that one day you will embark on the Huangquan Road, the world is difficult, you still have to work hard to live, and you have to live happily, find a good family, and make up for your father's regrets." ”

"Daddy, don't leave you." The girl ran out, and the two little hands held his rough big hand together, and he was stunned, and his daughter's big eyes were a little wet, and his heart was pinched.

"Daddy doesn't leave Zhiruo. Zhi Ruo is well-behaved. After a pause, he added, "If Zhi wants to remember, we have a great enmity with the Mongolian Tatars, if you have the ability, you must drive out the Tatars, but you must not be blinded by hatred, Daddy and Mother want our Zhi Ruo to be happy." ”

"As long as Daddy doesn't leave Zhiruo, Zhiruo will be happy."

Such a distressing child, how could he be willing to leave her. But there are many things that cannot be changed by human beings.

"Daddy, let's get out of here." When Zhou Zhiruo mentioned it for the first time, the fisherman just touched her head and said, "You are still young, you don't understand." ”

Where can you go if you leave here in troubled times? Where is it not bullied?

"Daddy, let's go to Emei, I'll worship them, let's not be afraid."

When it was mentioned for the second time, Zhou Zhiruo had completely ignored Zhang Wuji, if there was no fishing boat, would Zhang Wuji have met Chang Yuchun, would he have gone to Butterfly Valley, and would he have had future encounters.

Now she only knows that she is Zhou Zhiruo, and she has a father who hurts her to the bone.

"You're too young to understand." The fisherman replied anyway.

When Zhou Zhiruo brought it up for the third time, the fisherman finally sighed.

"These days you pestered me to move away, and you know that it is not easy to make a living on the water, but where is there any way to be safe and stable in this place? We are on the ship, the Mongolian Tartars do not know the nature of the water, will not deliberately run over to oppress, once on land, it is at the mercy of others, even if we want to throw ourselves to Emei, we have to have the life to go back. ”

Zhou Zhiruo was like being poured down by a bucket of ice water, and her heart was cold.

In the original book, if Zhou Zhiruo can safely worship Emei, it is completely taken away by Zhang Sanfeng, when Zhang Wuji took Yang Buregret to Kunlun Mountain, he almost died a good chance along the way, and he was only one step away from being eaten.

The boat is drifting, helpless.

In the troubled times, there are not only chivalrous bones, but more ordinary people like duckweed, I don't know if they will face life and death in the next moment.

Knowing what might happen, Zhou Zhiruo didn't have the slightest way to stop it.

"Zhang Wuji, please don't come so fast." She can only hope that those who come with her will unknowingly change this fate.

However, there is little hope.

Until the last moment, Zhou Zhiruo will never give up, coming here, will it become a tragedy for Zhou Zhiruo?

When things happen, it's best to change.

Zhou Zhiruo listened to the little song hummed by the fisherman's father, and listened to him: "There are beauties, I will never forget them, I won't see them for a day, and my thoughts are like crazy ・・・・・・."

Daddy is reminiscing about his mother again. The woman who was always gentle・・・・・・

There are beauties, and they will never forget it. I don't see it for a day, and I think like crazy.

The phoenix soars, seeking the phoenix from all over the world. Helpless beauty, not on the east wall.

The piano will be used as a substitute for the language, and the conversation will be heartfelt. When I see Xu Xi one day, I am hesitant.

I am willing to match virtue and join hands. I shall not be allowed to fly, and I shall be destroyed.

It was the same as ever, with the cold moonlight and the sparkling lake that accompanied her to sleep. But what awakened her was not the rising sun and the warm temperature, but the sound of the exchange of soldiers.

"Protect the young master! ――”

A man jumped onto the boat with a small child wrapped in him.