"If you can't afford to learn, what if you can afford to learn?" The war maniac was provoked by Yun Ting, but he calmed down, showed a sarcastic smile, stared at Yun Ting, and said slowly.

The war maniac is a character, how can a child of the Eight Great Families be a mortal, but the light of the war blade is too dazzling, and the war maniac who is also a member of the war family has been suppressed and has become a little obscure. When a very good person, standing with a great person, of course, people only pay attention to that very good person, and the other can only act as a foil and become ordinary and ordinary.

What's more, he was born in a family, where everything will be compared and compared with others. Therefore, unless your ability and aura can overwhelm the other party, it is that you are shrouded in the shadow of others.

"And you also know that you will die today, don't expect the officers and soldiers to appear, even if they do, they will take you to the execution ground." The battle maniac smiled coldly, and raised the spear in his hand, the tip of which pointed directly at the clouds.

He is confident, and he is bound to win.

Behind it appeared a large number of players, corners, and a lot of people came out of the crowd, each of whom had a distinctive characteristic, that is, the killing atmosphere was strong, not as casual as ordinary players. These people's eyes are focused on Yun Ting, quite a bit of the taste of Qianfu, just such a gaze, it makes people shudder, and there is a feeling of stripping naked and running naked on the street. If the mind is a little less firm, it will be affected, the movements will become full of mistakes, and the strength will not be able to play 54/10, and the only thing that will be greeted in the real battle is defeat.

Attacking the heart is the supreme one, and the gaze cannot kill people, but it can make people die because of it.

"You fight slowly, I'll just watch." As he spoke, the trickster distanced himself from Yun Ting, and like a passerby, he took out a small bench from his package and sat down.

"Watching a play, especially a fight scene of a knight in ancient costumes, plus drinking tea and eating, is really a great enjoyment of life." The trickster shook his head, a table appeared in front of him, and took out a few delicate side dishes and a pot of tea, and then moved his chopsticks, picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth. looked at everyone with slightly confused eyes, and said vaguely: "Fight, fighting is the source of life, and fighting is healthier!" ”

Well, at this moment, this somewhat cold man still exposes his funny side. Fortunately, his weird side overpowered the funny side, otherwise teasing the teacher or something, it is indeed a very nonexistent title.

"Hit your sister, hit it." This is the feeling in the hearts of all people, including Yun Ting, and even the onlookers from a distance with the same purpose are full of contempt in their hearts, "Watching the play is so flamboyant, be careful that you are also in the play." ”

Yun Ting is too lazy to pay attention to the trickster, people can't be good-looking, the sea can't fight, just like the trickster, who looks easy to frighten children, old people, and women, is very inhuman, but in fact he is a person, a person who is very good at attracting hatred. If you are serious about the trickster, then you are wrong, what should be serious is the formation that he creates and evolves.

The war maniac was also indifferent to the seemingly provocative behavior of the trickster, not that he didn't feel it, but he didn't dare, the man in front of the trickster was like a mountain, a sea, looking at it from a distance and looking at it closely, it was difficult for people to get close and be in awe. Even he has been looking up since he was a child, although he has never been beaten by Zhan Feng since he was a child, but he has been crushed by the gaze countless times. Even now, when the war maniac thinks of Zhan Feng's gaze, a chill will appear in his heart.

At this time, the war maniac suddenly showed a playful smile, and said in a voice that Yun Ting could clearly hear: "It turns out, how can I say that this name is somewhat familiar, in fact, you are the traitor of the Yun family, Yun Ting." ”

"I see." The trickster suddenly realized, forgot to bite the peanuts in his mouth, and swallowed his stomach directly. When he received this task, he was still wondering, how could Zhan Feng, who was usually indifferent to anything, suddenly become interested in a stranger, and now the trickster knew that the person in the original formation was Yun Ting. A name that has disappeared for a long time, the biggest scandal of the eight great families, and a love that people will never forget. The trickster sighed softly, but he didn't even have the meaning of drinking tea, the incident back then, even his heart was as hard as iron, and he was unconsciously broken, because even he, standing in the position of Yunting, did not dare to make such a choice.

"It's me, so what." Yun Ting didn't deny it, and looked at the battle madness indifferently, seeing what he was going to say next.

"I met your sister back then, and she was very beautiful, but I didn't expect, haha, you guys are messing around." The war madman laughed and pointed at the clouds, "In the eyes of others, it is supreme and chaste love, but in my eyes, you are just a mess." You, Yun Ting is just a scum, a rotten person who can't even protect his sister and wife. ”

"Haha, at the beginning, at the beginning, I laughed for a long time when I heard it. It's ridiculous. ”

"Sister, wife?" Yun Ting's unfazed heart suddenly throbbed, accompanied by the pain that pierced the bone marrow, very painful, very painful, but he didn't know where the pain came from and where the suffering came from. This is the real pain, the pain that you don't even know the cause, and it hurts the heart. Yun Ting was a little dazed, and the Qingyu Sword fell to the ground with a thud, his fingers trembling slightly, and even the strength to clench into a fist had been lost. A feeling of powerlessness came over his heart like a tidal wave, occupying all his limbs and bones, and his emotional thoughts devoured everything in the cloud like a bottomless pit, and at this moment he really felt the struggle, the hatred, and all the emotions that had never appeared before.

"Sister, do I have a sister? Why do I feel like crying, why..."Yun Ting's hand pressed against his chest, where his heart was beating violently, beating at an extraordinary speed, "Why do I feel heartache." ”

"Have you forgotten? It seems that you are really not human, but in three or four years, you have forgotten your sister, no, your wife. The battle maniac walked towards Yun Ting, and every word hit Yun Ting's heart hard, causing his heart to contract violently, like a drowning man, grasping every pause in his tone, and breathing heavily.

"I forgot something! What exactly. Yun Ting muttered, and the whole person collapsed to the ground, his eyes glazed, and he kept repeating the same words, no different from a fool. He didn't know what he had forgotten, but his heart twitched faintly, constantly reminding him that this was a very important thing, even more important than life.

"What have I forgotten, I can't forget it, I can't forget it when I die...!" Yun Ting's eyes were hollow, and he muttered in his mouth. He stretched out a hand, as if he wanted to catch something, but he grabbed it empty, and there was only air, only air, nothingness. But why? The touch of the palm, the familiar temperature is like yesterday?

The war madness slowly walked in front of Yun Ting, and with a cruel smile, he kicked Yun Ting's knee with a "snap", and Yun Ting stumbled and fell down. He stepped on Yun Ting's face and crushed it vigorously, the cruel smile on his face becoming more and more obvious. Yun Ting's face came into contact with the rough slate, and when it was rubbed, it had become a blur of flesh and blood, and half of the skin of his cheeks had been cut by the bulge of the slate, becoming like a red rag.

Yun Ting didn't scream, he didn't even feel a hint of it, he let the war madness step on his face and deform, and he didn't make any movements, react, and didn't feel the slightest pain. The battle maniac became a little agitated, and spat a mouthful, then he moved his foot away and focused his attention on the green sword on the ground. His eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands unconsciously, revealing a smug expression.

"Yes, good sword, I really don't know what the use of your waste is, so I'll take it." The war madman held the Qingyu Sword in both hands, checked the attributes with great interest, and let out a sigh of admiration, and at the same time did not forget to taunt the clouds.

A man in the crowd of onlookers in the distance shook his head and sent out a message: "Withdraw, the formation is useless to him, if you don't run, you will be killed by him." ”

"But your test?"

"No, I've already gotten the result, and his heart will still be angry, which proves that he is not dead, and this result is what I am here for. That scrap of the war maniac has already touched the reverse scales of the clouds, and even if I appear now, there is a high chance of being killed, so in order to avoid undeserved losses, retreat. The man straightened the coarse cloth clothes he was wearing, glanced at Yun Ting deeply, and turned away with a knowing smile.

For him, the result was known from the beginning, and now he came just to see the people, not to see the result, there was no beginning, there was no process, there was no need to have a result, and some things had already had results before they began. And the process that Yun Ting started when he knew the result was just a little sad in his opinion, and now finally. He smiled.

"I'm back." The man in the cloth sighed softly, and there was anticipation in his eyes for some reason.

The crowd automatically parted a path as he traveled, and as he walked, they joined together. The pedestrians didn't know why they would subconsciously get out of the way, but when they met the man's eyes, his head was blank, and his heart seemed to be pierced by a sword.

The trickster quickly stuffed the peanut kernel in his hand into his mouth, clapped his hands to grab a bench, and a series of facilities into the package, and even took the two dozen subordinates, all of whom also greeted.

"You guys take it slowly, we're tired, let's come back to see the play later." The trickster stretched his muscles and bones, took more than two dozen subordinates, and left without hesitation. He came abruptly and left abruptly, without any delay.

As an online game in the new century, the Three Kingdoms can simulate human thoughts and feelings into the game, and every emotional fluctuation in the game is equal to your anger or sadness in reality, and the brain nerves will not be delayed. Everyone has a tolerance that will automatically kick you offline when they can't stand the thrill, which is a protection mechanism, but the clouds are far from reaching that limit. So he's still in pain.

"Yun Ting, I'm going to study medicine, and if you are injured in martial arts practice in the future, I can help you heal." The girl held a compendium of materia medica in her hand, her eyes were shining, and even the flowers next to her dimmed with her smile.

"Why are you reading the Compendium of Materia Medica?"

"That way, I'll be able to help you get well."

The girl raised her small fist and smiled, "And I'm the one who wants to become the first female doctor in the empire!" ”

She smiled like a flower.

She walked slowly, as if everything had been washed away in the long river of time, as if everything was like yesterday, as if it was still around. The memories in Yunting's mind open a door, happy, unhappy, sad, angry, these memories are only for one person.

"Hate, hate, hate, hate!" Yun Ting looked at the sky, his eyes were red, and the blood in his mouth mixed with saliva kept pouring out.

"It's been so long." Two dots of scarlet lit up between his eyes.