"I'm asking you...... Yesterday, do you remember?" looked at Ling Fei's puzzled expression, crying and laughing.

"Ang ......" Ling Fei was stunned, he didn't know what the purpose of the writing department was to ask this, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, so he asked weakly, "Then I am ...... Do you remember the right thing or don't you remember the right one?"

Hearing this, the text department was blindfolded, his small eyes were full of big doubts, he blinked, frowned slightly, and said seriously: "Just tell me your true situation." ”

Looking at the serious expression of the Writing Section, Ling Fei thought for a while and did not answer.

Because Ling Fei knew very well that since he participated in the Abilities Contest nine years ago and knew the Writing Section, he had always relied on the text scroll or the broken maple leaf transformed into the palm of his left hand to fight, and other than that, he had never seen any other means of fighting.

And the Writing Department also explained to himself before that it was by directly attacking his spiritual consciousness that he was able to stop his violent state.

Ling Fei had always been convinced of this, because with his knowledge of the Writing Department and the Scroll of Words, it was not difficult to achieve this kind of trick.

But just the night before, when he was on the verge of going berserk, the Writing Department did not use any means to directly attack the spiritual consciousness.

It can even be said that the little self-consciousness that I left didn't feel any strong mental impact at all, but I was simply punched and fainted.

And Ling Fei himself also knew that his strength in the state of rampaging was almost comparable to the combat power of the great general, and there were few opponents in the entire Demon Barbarian Continent.

Even when he was beaten by two old men in Yinjun Mountain before, the canyon after the war was a mess and would not be easily taken down by the old men.

But it was such a powerful combat force, and it was stunned by a punch from this writing department that is not known for its physical strength, and it was very simple, very ordinary, not mixed with any energy, and only a punch made by the explosion of human flesh.

It can be seen that the identity of the writing department is definitely not as simple as it seems.

Based on the fact that he lied to himself and said that it was a direct attack on his spiritual consciousness, but in fact he was stunned with a punch, it was obvious that the writing department did not want to expose his strength, which was very likely to be one of his few hole cards.

So the question is, how should Ling Fei answer at this time?

He already knows the hole cards of the Writing Department, but if the Writing Department deliberately hides it, there will be a gap between the two.

Ling Fei had always been grateful to the Writing Department for saving him from the mountain, and he didn't want the trust and friendship between the two to be rifted because of this incident.

But on the other hand, if in this matter, Ling Fei pretended not to remember everything in order to respect the choice of the writing department, then he would not be able to pass his own level.

How can you hide something from your benefactor?

Such a choice would be contrary to the original intention.

Although Ling Fei usually looks very arrogant and is informal, he is always hesitant when facing what he cares about, and it is difficult for him to deal with it decisively.

Looking at Ling Fei's uncertain expression, the text department had already guessed in his heart, he knew very well that Ling Fei was making a difficult choice now, so he was not in a hurry, just waited quietly on the side.

"Alas," after a while, Ling Fei sighed and said helplessly, "Your question...... It's so hard......"

At this time, Ling Fei couldn't help but regret a little, why did he have to forcibly contend with the violent state before, not only did he suffer at that time, but now he was so troublesome.

I should have decided to give up if I knew it, and I went straight into a state of rampage, how good, anyway, in the end, the text department had to knock myself back, and then I didn't know anything, and I didn't have to worry about it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart: It's good to be a fool.

That's true, if you don't know anything, wouldn't you have so many troubles......? It is estimated that the benevolent will see the benevolent and the wise will see the wise.

"Ling Fei ......," the Writing Section said solemnly, "If you are always so hesitant, when will you be able to take charge on your own?"

Hearing this, Ling Fei couldn't help but start reflecting on what he had done......

Yes, the person in front of him is not only the benefactor who saved himself from the mountain, he is also a strong man with all living beings in his mind, in order for the entire Demon Barbarian Continent to deal with this disaster of five hundred years of reincarnation, he left the snow fang alone to find a way to save the world.

As a companion of the writing department, he is bound to become his right-hand man, if he is so hesitant and difficult to be decisive in everything, then how can he carry the banner in the whirlpool of turmoil in this world!

Ling Fei made a decision in his heart, so he spoke: "I remember everything, inexplicably almost entered a state of rampage, and then ...... I was knocked unconscious by your punch. ”

Hearing this, the text department nodded thoughtfully and said, "Well, this is the first time you can still stay sane in a violent state, right?"

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That's true, Ling Fei had been wondering if the Writing Department would mind if he had discovered his secret, but at this time, a word from the Writing Department woke up the dreamer!

This time, I went on a rampage, and I was sane!

"......Not really," Ling Fei replied thoughtfully, "The first time I was in the Snow Fang's rampage, I seem to remember some things......

While speaking, Ling Fei thought of the night nine years ago, when he had just gone berserk, the first obstacle he encountered was the current Qilin Pavilion Lord Demon Hao, who had beaten him up before he confronted the barren who had arrived in time.

"So......" the Writing Section continued to speculate, "did you start to lose your mind after you were caught in the Hidden Monarch Mountain?"

"Could it be...... That stone mill!" Ling Fei said in horror.

You must know that Ling Fei has not been able to leave the valley of Yinjun Mountain for nine years, it is because of the stone mill that was taken away by the Writing Section, and it was not until the appearance of the Writing Department that Ling Fei learned that he was bound by the energy chains in the stone mill!

Originally, Ling Fei was already very annoyed by being imprisoned like a bolted animal, but now it seems that this state of rampage delirium seems to have something to do with this stone mill, and for a while, his resentment is full of resentment.

"Not nece......ssarily," the writing section said slowly, "or it may be because of ...... The first rampage was just a special case?"

Hearing this, Ling Fei gradually calmed down and thought silently......

Seeing this, the Writing Department continued: "When you first ran away, it was the Ancestor of Yinjun Mountain who sent someone to protect you, so naturally it was impossible to use any more means to harm you, so this stone grinding ...... Chances are, it's your chance!"