"What do you want me to do? Do you have what it takes to believe me? ”

Hearing this, the patriarch of the ghost clan stopped, turned around, and saw that the dream realm stood up again, facing this side, with a serious, stubborn, and resolute expression.

It was a kind of enlightenment, as if the heart had a soul, and the patriarch realized that this snow-white woman with long hair had the same belief as him, and she could die for this belief.

"You, why are you doing this?" The patriarch was puzzled, let's just believe in the dream, then, what he couldn't figure out was what the dream was trying to do, and for what?

Is it good to be wholehearted for others? To accomplish this, even willing to die, there are such fools in the world?

"This is the meaning of my existence!" The dream said this.

The patriarch of the ghost clan looked at her expressionlessly, half loudly, and stretched out his hand to point to the ground; "You, eat dirt."

The dream didn't say a word, squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it so dry if he couldn't chew it.

The dirt that has been trampled on by countless shoes, not to mention dirty, is actually done for this kind of obviously insulting thing?

Dignity is something more important than life, and in the eyes of some people, life is more important than dignity, such as traitors.

To distinguish between these two situations, dignity and life are the two most important fundamentals for a person to survive and live in this world.

Dream is not to think of herself as a human being, it is a life, she has been enlightened since birth, and she is willing to sacrifice and give up all her beliefs in order to save and help others.

There is something to say, if a tree does not have bark, it is certain that it will die, and if a person does not have a face, he is invincible in the world, and if he can give up his life and give up his dignity, then this guy has nothing that he can't do.

"Over there."

Looking at the position pointed by the patriarch, Dream walked over and crouched down.

"There were three children who urinated there yesterday, and the smell should still be somewhat there." The patriarch said this in order to uncover the dream, if it was pretended, it was disguised, could it continue?

The result? The dream still didn't hesitate for a moment, grabbed the handful of soil of different colors and ate it, the corners of his mouth and face were covered with crumbs.

At this moment, the patriarch was stunned, his hands froze there and did not move, and his open mouth could not be closed.

The other ghosts were all stunned and unable to speak.

There is reason to believe that this woman is crazy, who can do it in a normal person, and it is difficult to face this kind of obvious thing? But is it really a madman? There is no confusion or hypocrisy in the eyes of the dream, there is only truth and clarity.

Some people do not bow their heads and do not give up for the sake of dignity, and in order to maintain their dignity, they can work against their parents, wives, friends, and bosses, while some people can go to the street to beg regardless of their face and self-esteem for themselves and for their livelihood.

Like a dream, the act of giving up one's face for the sake of inconsequential others is difficult to find a second one in the world.

"You! You! "You, you, you've been for a long time, and the patriarch can't say the rest of the words.

Dream wiped his face clean, stood up, and looked at the patriarch seriously; "Anything else? As long as I can convince you that I am genuinely good to all of you, whatever you want me to do! ”

The dream is what Dao Sui looks like when she becomes an adult, her face and body are perfect, and the dust of her snow-white long hair makes her temperament very dusty and ethereal, so it is difficult for people not to want to be crooked when she says this.

A ghost thought of something, and leaned close to the patriarch and whispered.

The patriarch's face changed slightly, and he glanced at the ghost, and then at the dream; "You, ruin your face."

There is no woman who does not cherish her face, appearance can be said to be the most important factor for a woman, disfigurement, means that most of the woman is destroyed, not by others, but by herself, no one can do it, right?

It seems that he thinks so, the patriarch is at ease, and the disguise is the end here, right? No matter what, can you really ruin your own face and face yourself?

With a ding, a sharp knife shot out and nailed it to Dream's feet.

It was a female ghost who made this suggestion and threw out the knife, and her appearance can't be said to be excellent, but it is also very attractive, so she can't help but envy and jealousy of the natural beauty of the dream.

She sneered in her heart, hypocritical guy, what do you say really for everyone's good, in order to make everyone believe that you can do anything, you can't say it now, right? Faced with a face that is more important than life, I don't believe you can still do it.

Under the gaze of these hundreds of ghosts, Dream Bent down and grabbed the knife, turned the blade around, paused for a moment, and slashed hard at his face.

A hand suddenly appeared, grabbed, intercepted her movements, it was Michela, she secretly followed her to see the whole process, that distressed, at this time, it was a appearance that could no longer be suppressed.

"Are you crazy? Stop! "The splitter snatched the knife, Michela said angrily;" They're all irrelevant guys, is it necessary for you to do that for them? Moreover, they simply do not appreciate it! I don't believe you! ”

"Look! Fake, it must have been arranged in advance, and it was stopped at this critical time! ”

"Evil! I was going to believe her just now, it's really the same as the patriarch said, foreigners are cunning and can't be trusted! Damn, deliberately acting to deceive us! ”

Hearing these whispers, Michela's eyes swept coldly; "Shut up! If I knew you were like this, I wouldn't have agreed to come here! What dangers? Extermination? It doesn't matter if you die or not, all your lives combined, it's not as important as her! If you don't want to die, shut up and stop making any noise! ”

Silenced.

Michela manages so many orcs, half-orcs, and the power of the superior is gradually cultivated, and she is serious and angry, and her words carry no doubt.

I didn't say anything, but every ghost looked at the dream with disgust in their eyes, you are evil, and deliberately pretended to be hypocritical to deceive them, deceiving everyone's trust, and this trust turned into disgust, and it was even greater.

Dream grabbed Michela's hand and retrieved the knife.

"Hey! Are you, stupid? They don't deserve anything like you! Save Rem, Ram is enough! You! Michela was shocked.

"I'm not here to save Rem, Ram! Everyone, all, me, want to be saved! Dream showed a pure bright smile, and said sincerely: "Moreover, it is someone else's business whether others accept it or not, and whether I am willing to do it or not is my business!" There is no way to interfere with others, the only one I can interfere with is myself! It's just a face, if you can get everyone's trust, it's worth it! ”

After finishing speaking, his hand rose and fell.

"Don't!!" Michela exclaimed.

Poof!

The knife slashed through the left side of her face, and blood splattered on Michela's face, a total of two cuts, a cross was made on the left side of the face, transferred to the right face, and a slash was made, and she wanted to cut again, but was stopped by Yaula, who was screaming from Michela's scream.

So, the face of the dream, disfigured.

The patriarch of the ghost clan was completely dumbfounded.

The female ghost who proposed and threw out the knife covered her mouth in disbelief, she couldn't imagine that the dream would really ruin such a beautiful face.

In the depths of his soul, 1510 saw a thorough bone face, his face was ugly, his body twitched as if he was shaking, and his mouth repeatedly muttered garbage, garbage, punching and kicking bombarded the darkness of nothingness.

After venting, she stopped, and opened her mouth to spit out black gas.

"Stupid... Sister..." The voice was so low that she couldn't even hear it.

A strange emotion is fermenting in my heart, this emotion is not there in the bones, I don't know how to describe it?

Is it a distressing dream? No, the bone face doesn't want to admit it, doesn't want to admit it, how can that kind of fool who is selfless for others be her sister? How does she qualify to be her sister? Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not admitted!

"Ahh A long roar, a roar, and a mess in the depths of my soul because of the madness of my bones.

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