I didn't look at the "non-Rong" in the middle of the white gossip as if it was frozen, Liu Yuanhua held a sword in one hand and a little tired in the other, and looked at her with a slight frown. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Do you want to take a break?"

Looking up at the bright red eyes that were still full of malicious "non-fusion", Canghu shook his head slightly.

"No, his 'evil thoughts' must be stripped of immediately, if it drags on any longer......"

"Don't!"

Hearing this panicked shout, Canghu and Liu Yuanhua both looked at the door with some surprise, and saw Zhen'er stumbling in, she didn't want to block between Canghu and gossip, but her eyes with tears were still unshakable firmness.

couldn't help but sigh softly, Cang Hu looked back at Cang Yan who flew in, and heard Cang Yan open his mouth before he could ask what was going on.

"I'm sorry, I released flames to stop her after she broke free of the 'Bondage Technique', but I didn't expect that even then she still had to break out, and I could only ...... if I couldn't hurt her."

"I see...... Blame me for this, you don't have to blame yourself. But ......" said Canghu, looking at the stubborn Zhen'er, "I didn't expect Miss Zhen'er to even dare to break through the 'Bi Fang Flame', is he really so important to you?" ”

Zhen'er replied without hesitation: "Of course!" ”

"Even if he becomes like that?"

Hearing this, Zhen'er couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

When she came in, she only heard Canghu say that she wanted to strip away the "evil thoughts", so she rushed over to stop it without thinking, in fact, she didn't see the situation in the gossip clearly, and now she heard Canghu's inquiry, she was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked behind her with Canghu's gaze, and couldn't help but gasp when she saw it.

The tall black body shone with a faint cold light like metal, and the bright red eyes were full of rage, and even if he maintained a static posture, he could still feel the malice overflowing, which made people shudder.

"It's ...... Non-melting? ”

"To be precise, it's him who has reached the level of 'turning into a monster' and has reached 'C-level'."

"How could it be...... Didn't it ...... before?"

Taking in Zhen'er's chaotic appearance, Canghu calmly asked again: "Now that he has completely detached himself from the identity of 'human', even so, do you still want to stop me for him?" ”

Stunned for a moment by this inquiry, looking at the fixed "non-Rong", Zhen'er slowly clenched his hands on his chest, and finally nodded slowly but firmly.

"Of course!"

The firm voice cleared all confusion, but Canghu asked again, and easily knocked out the crack of the firmness that Zhen'er had recovered.

"Even if he keeps cheating on you?"

Looking at Zhen'er, who was stunned for a moment and showed a look of confusion, Canghu sighed softly, and finally opened his mouth to tell the truth about what he had found in the past three days, but he couldn't bear to tell Zhen'er.

As Zhen'er described to them at the beginning, Fei Rong is indeed a talented person, what is rare is that he is never arrogant, he is humble and polite in dealing with people, not arrogant or impatient, such a temperament coupled with his dignified appearance, he has a nickname of "humble son" among some people.

Such a young and promising non-Rong is naturally favored by many women, but because he never shies away from having a girlfriend, and even takes the initiative to mention it, it is clear that he does not want to have too much contact with other women, so that most women have dispelled the idea of approaching him, and has also won the admiration and praise of many people.

But there is a limit to everything, and the same is true of the humility and peace that Fei Rong is known for. When he entered his tenth year of racing, that limit was reached.

When he first started in the industry, Fei Rong had the ambition to be as proud as anyone else, and dreamed of one day being among the world's best drivers and living a life that everyone would envy. However, ten years have passed, and even though he has been able to ask himself not to neglect practice and relax his requirements for his every move, he has not been able to realize his dream at all.

Ten years on, what if you become famous in this tiny city? What if you become one of the top three drivers in the city? Isn't he still the same as he was ten years ago, still wandering in a place where he can't touch his dreams?

- What's even more ironic is that since he entered the industry, he has not won the first place in any official competition.

For Feirong, the "top three" is no longer a compliment, but a kind of ridicule, a vicious curse.

He finally remembered that such a peaceful, unchanging day was not what he wanted at all,

He wanted to win, he wanted to succeed, he wanted to live the life he had envisioned in the first place.

And he finally had to admit that he might never be able to realize his dream by himself.

So, in the place where Zhen'er can't see, he began to use all kinds of ways to seek opportunities, even if it was a means that he disdained in the past, he tried them one by one, just to find an opportunity that was enough for him to get out of his current predicament, so that he could get closer to his dream, even a little bit.

As if it was God's mercy, such an opportunity finally found him.

To his delight, this opportunity can not only give him a "little closer", but directly allow him to "turn his whole life around" in one fell swoop.

The key to all of this is this season's competition.

Only by winning can we get this opportunity.

In order to seize that opportunity, Fei Rong made a lot of concessions, he gave up some things, and at the same time prepared for this competition more diligently than before, on the field, he was engrossed, trying his best to shorten every second of the difference with the first place, and finally grabbed the first place behind him, and then he just needs to keep it like this, and he will definitely be able to surpass the first place in the last game.

Then, for the first time, he was finally able to get very close to his dream.

But just when he was full of expectations, an accident happened.

The ruined car, the stagnant scores, the injured body, and the assertion that he would not be able to participate in the last race, all of this was like a huge black hole that suddenly appeared at Feirong's feet, and he fell into it, bottomless.

In the darkness, all he could see was the darkness that had been hidden under the light of hope.

To him, it was like the only light in the darkness.

So, he reached out and held on tightly.

There was a surge of power, and with this power, he eliminated all those who scored higher than him, and those who might overtake him in the last race.

It also includes friends with whom he has been a driver for a whole decade.

All this is just to seize that opportunity.

He clearly remembered the words that the richest man's daughter said with a smile.

"Whoever wins this season's race will be able to marry me and inherit all my father's inheritance."

He couldn't be sure if anyone else knew about the promise, he just knew that if he could seize this miraculous opportunity, he would be able to say goodbye to the status quo, and the money and status would be at his fingertips, and then he could use it as a pedal to realize his dreams and paint the future he wanted.

-- Even if there is no real existence in that "future".