The world in Xiao Heng's eyes has always been gray.

He has a pair of eyes that are completely different from others, which can be said to be a natural disability, which causes him to be unable to see normally.

Over time, even the color of his spiritual world turned gray.

Every person, every scenery, every harvest is just to add a thicker gray on the basis of the gray world, or cut some more.

"Xiao Heng, don't you think you're weird? You never seem to laugh. ”

Can't laugh? No, no, no...... He is also human, he also has seven emotions and six desires, how can he not laugh?

However, there were so many people who said such things that even he began to wonder if he really couldn't laugh.

He looked at the clear stream in the mountains, imitating the smile of others in his memory, and practiced for a long time.

"Xiao Heng, don't laugh, it's scary for you to laugh."

His practice, in the end, did not give him the desired effect.

It was from that time that Xiao Heng vaguely understood that not all efforts can get good results, and God is not often by his side.

When Xiao Heng was ten years old, he was given an opportunity to leave that remote and dirty mountain village and enter the bigger world.

Disgusted with the country, the Lu family.

The man, known as the god, stroked his head with his large, delicate pale hands and pulled him to sit with him on the narrow throne.

Xiao Heng used his eyes to see that other people in the gray world were congratulating him and throwing him a flattering smile, even if he didn't feel the emotional fluctuations at all, he also understood that the gray in his world was being cut little by little.

His world was changing, from gray to white, and from white to all sorts of strange colors.

Xiao Heng didn't feel easy.

He still remembered the time he learned to laugh when he was younger, and he knew that the people around him who smiled at him kindly had fear in their eyes, just like the others he remembered.

In other words, no matter how his world changes, it is still dominated by gray.

"You don't have to care about other people's eyes, you are here for me, you have to be used by me." The gods told him.

Xiao Heng is a pessimistic person, and his pessimism makes him keep his head down all the time, not daring to look directly at anyone.

However, he was also a proud man, and his pride was innate and accompanied him throughout his life.

A seed has escaped the chewing of birds and beasts, the ravages of wind and frost, and the corrosion of nature, and has taken root from a dark deep well to the fertile soil of the bright spring outside.

The seed began to grow unscrupulously as it sensed the big hand, which was always above his head, shielding him from all the storms.

This seed is Xiao Heng.

At that time, Xiao Heng didn't know what a terrifying fighting talent he had, and under the guidance and protection of the god of the Lu family, his growth made everyone envious, even afraid.

In the end, the Nightmare Tower became his home.

"People will never be satisfied, even if I am called a monster. If it weren't for that hand, I wouldn't have dared to reach the sky, and it was precisely because of its existence that I mistakenly thought that the sky was close to me, and made me grow too big and climb too high. Xiao Heng sighed, and a ripple suddenly appeared in his stagnant state of mind.

The kid in front of him is very similar to him.

The same protection, the same unscrupulousness, the difference is that this kid's eyes can see all the colors.

Perhaps, he will have a different ending.

Xiao Heng was looking at Lin Xun, but Lin Xun was in a daze, thinking quickly in his mind.

"The most important thing is that with every one I defeat, I gain more power, which belongs to me in the first place, but is imprisoned by this nightmare tower. It can be seen that it is not only players such as us who are trapped in the Nightmare Tower, but even these NPCs who are set as the gatekeepers of the level are also trapped here. ”

"What is it doing when it drives us to fight and promises all sorts of benefits? Lin Xiaoyan once went to the level where there was a demon in my heart, did he really just go to that level? Is there any rest of his arrangement in the huge nightmare tower? …… I don't know the answers to these questions yet. ”

"However, I always had the feeling that the truth was about to come out soon. All unsolvable questions will be answered at that time, and there is only one thing I need to do, and that is to live, to live regardless of everything! ”

Countless thoughts flashed through Lin Xun's mind, both good and bad, mixed joys and sorrows.

He did suffer some injuries, but none of them were fatal, they only made his appearance a little uglier.

How it looks, it doesn't hurt, this is just a shell of him Lin Xun in the game, and it's easy to fix it.

Returning his gaze to the battlefield, Lin Xun looked at the one in the air, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

The situation is good.

In this situation, he will definitely be able to leave this level completely, and he may even get additional gains. According to the general routine, the next step is the time for the two sides to negotiate.

The one in the air said: "You are very strong, according to the agreement, I should be the master and let you go." However, before I let you go, I have one more thing I want you to promise me. ”

The wind will subside, the snow will melt, and there will even be a hint of sunshine in the air.

Xiao Heng, who had completely become an ice sculpture, even his eyes had turned into the color of ice cubes, and he couldn't move anymore. He didn't have any special expression, as if he had already expected the current situation, and the impending death could not make him feel any strange emotions.

When a man is about to die, his words are good.

In this case, Lin Xun had almost no reason to refuse to listen to his request.

"If you are able to meet my descendants, please give him this thing and let them remember it...... Don't try to lift the curse of fate, no one ...... You can escape fate......"

The sound of the wind completely stopped, Xiao Heng's breath of life completely dissipated, and the entire battlefield began to disintegrate and collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye. In Lin Xun's eyes, it was as if there were countless pairs of transparent big hands, tearing apart this space, tearing and tearing apart the sky, the earth, mountains and rivers, and so on.

As far as the eye could see, there were huge and terrifying cracks.

A crystal oval blue gem peeled off from Xiao Heng's wreckage and was delivered to Lin Xun's hands by the wind and snow, and in the next second, Lin Xun himself was also wrapped in the wind and snow and sank into the depths of the distorted scene.

……

"He's dead."

"He's dead, too."

"He's the strongest of us, but now he's dead."

"It's good to be dead, it's good to be dead.".

In the dark space, two pairs of resentful eyes stared at the wind and snow that enveloped Lin Xun away.

Soon after, they slowly closed, drowning in darkness.