This is the most bland conversation between Han Feiyu and Mao during this time. Vertices

In addition, their dialogue has always been a question and answer, and life and death are involved at every turn.

This kind of dialogue is something that Han Feiyu has always wanted to carry out but did not dare to ask for, because Mao's personality is really elusive, and he will do it directly if he is a little unhappy.

As time passed, Han Feiyu's spirit gradually tended to peak.

Although the impact of the Supreme Fire on the body's functions is comparable to that of the Supreme of the Times, fortunately, Han Feiyu still has a god and demon bloodline, which can be regarded as a bit of a super-speed regeneration.

The fire was fiddled, and a muffled explosion sounded from time to time.

Han Feiyu suddenly spoke, "From the first time we met, I wanted to ask you why you were so interested in my bracelet. ”

Mao frowned.

Han Feiyu cramped: "When you are with me, your eyes will always fall on the bracelet from time to time. ”

Mao said: "I like the breath on it very much. ”

Han Feiyu was puzzled: "Breath?"

Mao said with some emotion: "What a girl has worked hard to make is always worth looking at twice." ”

Han Feiyu didn't quite understand what Mao meant, and frowned and shook his head.

Mao said: "That girl named Jingyue is a bit interesting, no matter what point of view. ”

Han Feiyu was slightly startled.

The interest in Jingyue revealed in Mao's words made him very uncomfortable.

"Don't talk about her, she's just an ordinary person, and she doesn't deserve to be taken to heart by you. ”

Mao chuckled, thinking that little girl is not an ordinary person, but your realm is too low and your vision is too narrow, so you can't see it.

Han Feiyu didn't like the ridicule in her laughter very much, "Why do you always like to laugh like this?"

Mao said, "How do you laugh?"

Han Feiyu frowned and thought for a while, and said, "The deepest understanding of the word fake smile is that the skin is not smiling, your smile is even more excessive than this, it is just empty laughter." ”

"I've been told that if you think someone is stupid about something, it's a good way to express your disdain," he said. ”

Han Feiyu was slightly stunned, and then he realized that Mao was mocking himself.

But that's not what he's more concerned about, after all, mockery always happens between the strong and the weak.

He was more concerned about who could say this to Mao.

Mao's tone could not be called respectful, but Han Feiyu inexplicably felt that Mao's tone revealed unquestionable trust.

He frowned, "Anyone else is going to tell you this?"

Mao said, "Why not?"

Han Feiyu thought for a moment and said, "It's your friend?"

Mao said, "This is the only one." ”

Han Feiyu exclaimed, "Do you still have friends?"

Mao nodded and said, "A bad guy like you has friends, why don't I?"

Han Feiyu didn't care about Mao's ridicule, "What kind of person is he?"

Mao glanced at him with a smile, "Interested?"

Han Feiyu nodded.

In a different time and place, he really didn't have much interest in this kind of thing, but if he wanted to be more comfortable with Mao, he had to know something about Mao.

Judging from the contact these days, Mao may really be a demon who kills people without blinking, but it has not yet reached the point of condemning the whole world.

Whether it is a human or a ghost, they are selfish creatures, and if Mao does not touch their bottom line, there is no need for them to set up a strong enemy for no reason.

Mao said with some surprise: "You would want to know about these things?"

Han Feiyu was slightly stunned, and then remembered that Mao could see through his inner thoughts.

Since they have all seen through, Han Feiyu has no scruples, "Yes." ”

Mao asked, "Why?"

Han Feiyu said softly, "Can't you see it?"

Mao shook his head and said, "Sometimes you can, sometimes you can't." ”

She has all the talents known in the world, and naturally it is impossible to use every talent to the peak level, otherwise there can be no stronger life than her in this world.

Han Feiyu said: "Because I should live with you for a while, I want to know you a little more." ”

Mao said, "To survive?"

Han Feiyu was silent for a while and said, "I can't deny that there is this factor, but I mainly want to live an easy life. ”

He looked at Mao and added, "Instead of carefully guessing your character, it's better to borrow someone else's eyes." ”

Han Feiyu's expression was very serious.

Serious enough that Mao didn't even mock him.

She tilted her head to look at Han Feiyu and said with a smile, "Do you really want to listen?"

Han Feiyu nodded.

Mao's smile gradually retracted.

"I don't know how I was born, the moment I opened my eyes, I had the most powerful power in this world, at that time, I didn't know the division of strength in this world, I didn't know the division of power in this world, and I didn't know what it was. ”

"Like a traveler, I wandered day after day, without original intention or purpose, and after traveling around the world I settled down in an ordinary town, and then I met him. ”

"His name is Xiaoliu, and maybe there is some real name I don't know, but he didn't tell me, and I didn't ask. ”

"Xiao Liu is an outsider, as if he committed some kind of crime and was exiled here. ”

"I didn't plan to ignore him at first, before he appeared, there were already countless people who approached me for all kinds of disgusting purposes, people with a lower realm coveted my beauty, and people with a higher realm coveted my realm. ”

"There is actually not much difference between what he does and others, but there is more sincerity in his eyebrows and eyes, and he can't get rid of it, so he has to let him stay. ”

Han Feiyu frowned.

This story is not new.

The only thing he didn't understand was why Mao didn't kill the man named Xiaoliu...... In terms of Mao's character, she shouldn't be the kind of person who can let others annoy her.

Mao said softly: "At that time, I couldn't kill people. ”

Han Feiyu was slightly stunned and asked, "Why?"

Mao glanced at him, "At that time, I was a medical woman, and medical women only saved people, not killed people. ”

Han Feiyu said: "Doctors are often also poisoners. ”

The doctor can hang the pot to help the world, and naturally he can also pour the pot to slaughter the world.

Mao's expression was still calm, "However, in the books I read, I was not taught how to kill, only how to cultivate a benevolent heart that helps the world." ”

Han Feiyu exhaled lightly, "Then why did you become the way you are now." ”

A medical girl, unless her circumstances change greatly, she can't become an enemy of the world no matter how she thinks.

I don't know what it is, but it should be heartbreaking to think about.

Han Feiyu asked, "Is there something going on?"

Mao glanced at him and said, "Probably because of my realm, my medical skills were the best in that town at that time, and I cured many people who other doctors asserted that they would die, so there were many people who came to me for medical treatment, including princes and nobles and strange people

identity and realm, you can naturally see my strength. ”

Han Feiyu frowned and asked, "People who are weaker than you shouldn't be able to see through your realm." ”

Mao said softly: "At that time, I didn't know how to use my own strength, and I couldn't let my spiritual power be restrained, so naturally I couldn't hide it from their eyes. ”

Han Feiyu didn't speak again.

Mao continued: "People like me have naturally become the prey in the eyes of those princes and disciples, first dazzling gifts, then meticulous care, and finally lost their affection. ”

Han Feiyu suddenly said, "It's time for Xiao Liu to appear?"

Mao nodded and said, "I can't beat those who are well-trained and experienced in battle, but he can fight." ”

Speaking of this, Mao paused, and a shallow smile appeared on his face.

"He's so powerful, he's got three strokes and five divided by two, and he knocked them all down. ”

Han Feiyu frowned.

Xiaoliu is an outsider, that is, a person in the Divine Society.

According to the way God does, there is no reason why those people can survive.

Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, this is the survival rule that the members of the Divine Society must learn.

"He told me afterwards that he didn't kill those people because he didn't want my hospital to be defiled with blood," Mao said. ”

Han Feiyu said: "Stupid. ”

Mao smiled, "It's really stupid." ”

Han Feiyu asked, "And then?"

"In order to prevent reprisals, he took me out of that place, saying that he wanted to teach me how to fight. ”

Han Feiyu nodded.

In other words, he is expected to do the same, for this world, the members of the Divine Society are just passers-by, and after they leave this place, they need to have the power to protect themselves.

Mao said: "My second trip started like this, maybe because there was one more person next to me, and the second trip seemed to have something more, which made me feel very happy." ”

Han Feiyu thought to himself that the difference between wandering and traveling was probably loneliness or not.

The layman of the lonely, that is wandering. Otherwise, it is called tourism.

Perhaps because of the approaching firewood, the flame gradually lost its color, and the popping sound tended to be almost none.

Mao didn't continue, as if he was adjusting his mind.

Han Feiyu waited for a while and said softly, "Did something happen?"

Suddenly, there was a vague pressure in the air.

Han Feiyu looked at Mao and found that her eyes were very dangerous.

Dangerous to the point of some resentment.

Han Feiyu swallowed.

Mao said: "Among the people who were injured by Xiao Liu, there was the young master of the Yunji Department. ”

Han Feiyu frowned.

Mo Xinxin gave him a map, which detailed the distribution of all the forces in this world, large and small, why he couldn't see the name of this gathering department.

Mao said softly: "Yunji, it is the strongest fighting tribe in the history of Purgatory, and the current Great Wilderness, Fangs, are just a part of it. ”

Han Feiyu was surprised: "Then why isn't there now?"

Mao was still fiddling with the fire, but the flames were still extinguished overwhelmingly.

The cave instantly became pitch black.

There was a breeze blowing, rustling.

Along with the sound of the wind, there was a calm voice.

"Because I have destroyed this tribe. ”

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