Ling Yan opened his eyes vaguely, and found that he was in a dark forest.

Towering trees shade the daylight, and the end of the road is as deep as night.

The fog passed through the branches of the tree trunks, the fireflies seemed to be the stars in the water salvaged in the night, and the crows swept over the branches, and the dead branches grinned.

Ling Yan rubbed her eyes and stood up almost uncontrollably, she raised her hands, only to find that there was an extra scimitar in her hand, and the thin blade was shining with a demonic red glow.

In the depths of the fog, as if something was calling, she involuntarily walked towards the depths of the path.

A dark shadow gradually appeared in the thick fog, and when I got closer, I found that it was a person.

It seems to be close at hand, but I can't catch up.

I don't know why, she thought that she must have a reason to catch up with this person, and stepped up her pace, and the armor on her body made a dull crashing sound.

Stumbling along the way, the thorns cut blood marks on the bare skin, and the long black hair was covered with frost.

The man finally stopped.

Ling Yan quickened his pace.

The man stopped, turned his head, his features were shrouded in a thick mist, and he only vaguely saw that the corners of his mouth were raised and he smiled slightly.

Then, turn around and jump.

It turned out that it had come to the end of the cliff.

Ling Yan had already turned from walking to running, chasing after the edge of the cliff, and she reached out to grasp only a wisp of mist.

She looked at the bottom of the cliff in a daze, and suddenly! There are hands behind your back, and you can push hard!

Ling Yan opened his eyes suddenly.

It turned out to be a dream, and she gently wiped a little bit of sweat from her forehead and sat up.

I looked at the time, and it was two o'clock in the middle of the night.

After sitting for a while, thinking that I was completely sleepy anyway, I simply walked to the computer and logged into the game.

Seeing that Bai Jingqinqiao's avatar was lit, she hesitated for a moment and turned on YY.

Sure enough, he was online.

Ling Yan opened the microphone: "Morning." ”

Jing Qiao immediately replied, "Well, early." ”

Ling Yan: "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

Jing Qiao: "You didn't sleep either." ”

Ling Yan: "I'm different from you, I just woke up." ”

Jing Qiao: "Routine insomnia. ”

Ling Yan: "You know, in fact, liking to stay up late is a kind of anxiety, you always want to look around, because you feel that it is not enough, not happy enough." ”

Jing Qiao laughed out loud very lowly: "You seem to know everything?" ”

Lingyan: "That's not true. Anyway, life will make you miserable for a while, and after you get used to it, it will make you miserable for a lifetime. Get used to it. ”

Jing Qiao: "That makes sense. ”

Ling Yan: "So, staying up late can't solve anything." It's better to go sleep and dream. ”

Thinking of dreaming, Ling Yan was stunned for a while, his thoughts were still like a mess, and he couldn't find a clue, but it was difficult for a doctor to heal himself.

Seeing that he was off the line, YY also left the room, and Ling Yan was about to clear his career tasks and go back to sleep, but found a person who had never been reduced to a midnight party, a priest.

Remembering that he hadn't seen him much in the past few days, Ling Yan said hello.

【Private message】The sea sand turns into a fish: stupid, it's still so late!

The other party seemed to be frightened, and immediately went offline.

Weird.

Ling Yan only muttered to himself and went to clear the task.

Jing Qiao just turned off the game, but the person didn't move, he rubbed his eyes, clicked a cigarette, and watched the curling smoke rise, transforming into an inexplicable shape.

Warm with a little hot flashes, sinful with a little temptation, morbid with a little pale, amorous with a little naïve.

He felt that he was falling, little by little.

The next day, he had to go to class during the day, and Ling Yan had a busy day, and he didn't have time to play games until the evening.

As soon as I got on the game, I found it very lively.

Ling Yan looked at it for a while, it turned out to be the Iron Blood Alliance that had been buried with a resurrection point yesterday without a head, and the people inside them were quarreling and arguing in the world.

Ling Yan was a little surprised, although as an opponent, she should be happy to see it, but a team, in the face of foreign enemies, is not unanimous with the outside world, but her own people fight first, making people speechless.

The quarrels were largely divided into three factions.

There was a clamoring to find a bigger guild to merge into, so as not to be bullied like this.

One faction wants to find foreign aid even more, and wants to fight a life-and-death battle with a horseman, and let out this breath fiercely.

There is also a faction that scolds everyone above for being unproductive and spineless, and scolds Loulan, scolds the studio, scolds the president, and scolds a few words of glass, in short, scolding all the time.

It was originally an extremely private matter within the guild, but it was also magical that these people made a fuss in front of the public.

Qu Sheng also watched coldly for a long time.

Iron Alliance, she looked at these people for sure.

The past is vivid, she used to be like a sleeping person who couldn't wake up. Now that she has woken up, she has a big dream, and the people and things she once cherished so much are gone, all gone.

She already has a new identity, new friends, and a new journey, but it doesn't mean that people who have done wrong can live without guilt and integrity.

She used to be very serious, when these people are friends, teammates, and friends of life and death who can entrust each other with each other, just because this is just a game, the feelings in this are too cost-free, so everyone is not stingy with feelings at all?

and Shu Mo, she once thought that they could really become a good partner.

Just after Qu Sheng rejected his confession, everything changed. With teammates who are intimate, they stand on the opposite side. When Qu Sheng was splashed with dirty water, he was indifferent, and when everyone said that the goddess of the Nine Heavens stepped on a few boats and was debauched in her private life, he came out to acquiesce, and even added fuel and vinegar. also forced Fei Yu away in an extremely despicable way.

Qu Sheng still remembers that Feiyu once told her with longing that sooner or later, he will be able to get ahead in this river and lake and become famous all over the world.

It's all himself, who hurt him.

Qu Sheng can train hard for the team, and he can fight all night for glory, but he can't resist the open and dark arrows from his teammates.

Thinking of Fei Yu, thinking of many friends standing behind her unconditionally, thinking of them either indignant or forced to leave the scene, Qu Sheng has spent countless days and nights of remorse, she is unwilling, she vows that in the future, she will never let the people who love herself and the people she loves be hurt.

Not the slightest.

Let's start with them.

Those people, they were the ones who instigated Shu Mo to dump his girlfriend to pursue him, they were the ones who put the hat of a third party on him and hyped it up, they were the ones who wanted him to betray his friends, and they were the ones who spread rumors later.

Enjoying the glory of their own creation, it is they who have forced themselves to leave with all their mouths, or them.

They are burdened with most of this identity, so if they have caused an irreversible end, can they say lightly, is the law not responsible?

Delusion.

Thanks to these people, no matter what he sees or experiences now, Qu Sheng can remain silent.

Although she is gone, her management vest is still there.

Qu Sheng looked at the noisy people in the gang channel, as if he was looking at a group of clowns who jumped off the beam.

It's ridiculous. (To be continued.) )