Chapter 133: Footsteps Taken
Gong Cheng hesitated, although he is not the kind of genius who is extremely smart, but he is not a fool, as long as he calms down in this kind of thing, he will naturally be able to figure it out, and Xue Ying's words naturally have a certain truth. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info But the key is to understand that it is a problem, dare to break through, that is another problem.
If you don't know anything and your eyes are black, then it's okay, at least don't be timid. But the key is that you know it now, and you can clearly see the danger without your own intuition. In the face of such a thing, who has the courage to go?
The visible threat is always more terrifying than the unknown, although it may be that the unknown threat is the most terrifying.
"Uncle, do you dare to come with me?" At this time, Xue Ying's voice sounded in Gong Cheng's ears again.
"I ......"
"Don't you dare? Timid? So, you'll never be able to break through the current realm! Xue Ying said calmly, as if stating a fact.
Gong Cheng's face turned pale in an instant, and his cowardice was said by an outsider like this, and it was so bloody and directly in front of him, even if he still wanted to escape now, it was too late. Being directly pierced by someone who was cowardly in his heart, this situation made him ugly, embarrassed, humiliated, and humiliated, and he wanted to shout, 'What do you know!' In this way, to hide one's cowardice, this is a common method used by ordinary people. Gong Cheng is naturally also a member of this ordinary person, a member of all living beings, in a panic, he wants to hide something, and naturally the first thing that comes to mind is this.
But when he looked at Xue Ying's silent and indifferent eyes with annoyed and angry eyes, he suddenly felt that all his justifications and all cover-ups had become meaningless. He opened his mouth, and for a long time he couldn't shout the words that could be said directly without going through his brain.
Once interrupted like this, it is undoubtedly difficult to accumulate courage again. No matter how bold he is, he doesn't dare to yell at the person in front of him!
Although he is just a little girl, it is a pity that he is not his opponent. Even if his cultivation was in the same realm as this girl, or even a higher level of the realm Star Transformation Realm, he didn't think he was this girl's opponent.
There is no need to guess this, because practice has long been proven.
In the Four Seasons City, in the face of the siege of thousands of heroes, you see that people are still at ease, the people who are besieging, which one is not a master, there are not a few masters of the Star Transformation Realm, and there are even more powerful people who have comprehended the top people of the Star Transformation Realm. In the end, even the legendary Heavenly Yan Realm powerhouse also made a move. You see, she's not standing here unharmed, he's seen it with his own eyes.
As far as he is a small city gate guard, in the eyes of others, I am afraid that he is a bug-like character, he really doesn't have the courage to provoke!
Therefore, now he has become such a frosted eggplant, a languishing, overindulgent, as if he has masturbated too much. Aha, it seems that something terrible has been mixed in, anyway, the general situation is like this, so don't care too much about the details.
"Uncle, you can think slowly, but I'm not going to wait for you!" Xue Ying lifted her steps and left.
"After waiting for a long time, thinking too much, the courage is gone!"
Gong Cheng wanted to say something, but the girl in front of him had drifted away.
Am I going to be cowardly for the rest of my life? Am I, really, even the slightest bit of guts, gone?
The voice in my heart kept echoing in my head, and my body began to tremble slowly.
Even a little girl has such courage, is it true that I can't even compare to a little girl now?
It's not humiliation, but it's more than humiliation.
He couldn't go on like this, and he couldn't go on like this. Even once, just once! It's good to face the danger head-on with dignity at once!!
Move it! Move it!! Get moving!!
His sluggish feet seemed to be out of his control, trembling and trembling, worse than an old man who was dying. The shouts in my heart kept coming, and the more anxious I was, the more aggrieved I became.
Why, why, why do your feet not listen?
What's going on? What's going on!
Never before had he been so anxious and so eager to kill himself! But for some reason, he wanted to do it once, so crazy once, even once!
In his heart, a flame slowly burned, an invisible flame, this flame was crazy, but he really felt it, felt this feeling that he had never felt before. Only at this moment did he feel, only in this way, as if he was alive, is this what it feels like to be alive?
The blood gushing out of his whole body is supporting him to move forward and support him to take steps.
He couldn't stop, he couldn't stop for a minute, he knew that if he stopped for a moment, then he really couldn't take this step, then he really could only do this for the rest of his life, in a state of confusion.
Feeling this feeling of being alive, how could he still accept that kind of muddy nightmare, day after day, year after year, like a pool of stagnant water, like a walking corpse.
Perhaps, after he took this step, he might die soon, but there was a voice in him, it was the voice of youth and frivolity, a voice that had been buried by himself for a long time, and even he had forgotten about himself.
What's wrong with going crazy? Isn't it just death?
Hahahaha!
In the midst of wild laughter, he Gong Cheng finally took his own steps.
This was the first time he had made a decision in the true sense of the word, and this time, even if it was his keen intuition, he sensed the terrible crisis ahead, but it did not hinder him in the slightest.
Because he has already taken the first step, the crucial first step. So, step two, step three, step four...... Is that still difficult?
He had never felt so relaxed, he felt so comfortable, he felt as if he was really much younger, as if he had returned to the time when he was young and frivolous.
But, really, this feeling, good, good!
The gloom that had been suppressed in my heart for decades suddenly dissipated. At this moment, he felt the hot blood flowing in his body, the boiling hot blood.
It turns out that my blood is hot!
Even if this time it was really death, he felt that he would die without regrets!
In his life, he had never been so sober as he is now. Ahead, even if it's a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, what's the matter? Isn't it just death?
This can't stop him!
(To be continued.) )