As a player who can enter this strange fantasy game world together, Wandering for the rest of his life is naturally one of the top players.

In fact, players who have a point balance of more than 150 points and have a good relationship with their own system will get a hint from the system on the evening of the thirteenth day.

Saying this is just to prove one point, that is, the rest of his life wandering is not as playful as Jiang Liu, but as a high-level player who can stimulate the system, he can naturally hear the meaning behind the words of the supreme commander just now.

——— bring the detainees' relatives to them and use them as a threat prop.

Yu Sheng Wandering took a few steps back, side by side with the river, and then refused, "My lord, those people are innocent. ”

"Innocent?" The masked man's voice didn't seem so angry, "You and Jiang Liu are more concerned about the civilians below than I, the chief. ”

She said this meaninglessly, and did not wait for the rest of her life to wander and defend more: "It seems that innocent people are more important to you than to find bombs." She reread the adjective, and then, just as they all thought she was going to give up, the masked man nodded to the NPC lieutenant.

"You better go, and bring all those little rats' lovers and relatives here."

Jiang Liu originally didn't know how the rest of his life wandering suddenly got the favor of the masked man, and then suddenly collapsed. Especially the argument between the two over the word "innocent" made him think that this ruthless commander had come up with some new way to torture the civilians below.

Maybe it's a new kind of torture. Jiang Liu stood aside and thought distractedly, and then he heard the masked man instruct the NPC lieutenant.

It took him a moment to react before he felt that he should stop the adjutant like he had been wandering for the rest of his life

At this moment, a sudden gunshot silenced both the civilian soldiers below and the officials on the platform.

They first looked in the direction of the soldiers present, but they didn't notice it.

Then, they heard a muffled grunt from above.

The wounded were the Supreme Commander, the Masked Man.

The one who fired the gun was the NPC soldier standing on the platform, and at this time, the muzzle of his gun still left white smoke after the bullets flew out at high speed.

In the next second, the adjutant NPC snatched the guard's gun and rushed to the platform in three steps and two steps.

It's just that at this time, the blood on the masked man's chest has already spread to his coat, staining the golden-green uniform blood-red.

The adjutant's eyes were torn apart, as angry as every loyal subordinate was when his boss was killed.

"You're the one I trust the most," the female chief's voice was still soft and slow, and she couldn't tell that she was seriously injured except that the intervals between her words became frequent, "torture them and find out the hidden bombs." ”

"Sir!"

"It's most reassuring for me to leave this matter to you." The voice under the mask is getting quieter and quieter, "Find the bomb, whatever the cost......"

Shen Feng calmly faced the disappearance of his physical functions, and then his eyes went dark, and his spiritual body seemed to have entered a deep sleep, becoming motionless.

When Shen Feng became conscious again, she did not return to the improved fantasy waiting area, but in an empty field.

Here it is......

Truth Pastoral.

This is the real map of this confrontation game - as its game illustrates, when people die, they enter the Paradise of Truth.

At this time, Shen Feng was a "dead" person who was going to the Truth Farm to be judged.

Shen Feng looked at the countryside around him that was empty and only golden wheat, touched his ears and stepped on the only path under his feet.

She was now wondering what the Truth Pastoral was, and what that judgment meant.

Shen Feng didn't know how long he had been walking, but the golden wheat on both sides grew very tall, high enough to cover people's sight. Walking in this environment, it is very easy to lose the concept of time, especially when she has no heartbeat, and she cannot accurately grasp the passage of time.

Yes, the Pastoral of Truth is known as the Land of Judgment after Death, and the only thing that can enter this place is the soul.

Shen Feng raised his hand to the sunlight above his head, and his silver-white transparent arm couldn't block the migration of light at all, but it still went straight into her eyes. In other words, through her eyes, it shines directly on the island, leaving no shadow.

"It's really a ghost." Shen Feng curled the corners of his mouth, took off the mask on his face, and savored the experience of the cerebral cortex receiving sunlight intimately.

It's a very peculiar taste, even though you don't have any sense of touch, but you can still feel your own existence, which is an experience that you can't feel at all, as if the boredom in your heart has really melted away from the sun.

"It's not in vain that I deliberately died once!" Shen Feng touched the wheat stalks around her, which were taller than her, and keenly felt that something was wrong with the touch under her hands.

It's like......

Live the same.

"It stands to reason that I am a soul, and I should not be able to touch the real thing, so why can I touch you?"

The seventeen-year-old girl struggled to stand on her tiptoes, trying to touch the ear of wheat hanging from the top. But when she was about to touch it, the ears of wheat seemed to be shaken by the wind, and they happened to avoid the girl's fingers.

"Ahh......h

The girl shook her empty hand, blinked, and then bent a smart smile to bend the rod of wheat.

The girl smiled and narrowed her eyes as if she had won herself, "You see, I still have to be touched." ”

The boy followed the prompt, and as soon as he came, he saw the girl smiling like a child.

"Ah Feng, it's already very shy." The same seventeen-year-old boy has beautiful eyebrows and eyes, like a warm spring in winter, and the warm person is comfortable physically and mentally.

And as early as when he remembered that unique name, Shen Feng's hand stopped.

"Mo Jin." Without turning around, Shen Feng called out the person's name.

"Hello, my name is Mo Jin, I hope we can get along well in the future!" The twelve-year-old boy had not yet developed, and he enthusiastically reached out to a girl who was the same age as him but a little taller than him.

It was the first time they officially introduced each other in private, as children who were adopted by the clan at the same time. It's just that one is a true adoption, and the other is an illegitimate child who uses the name of adoption as a fig leaf.

The girl looked up timidly, looked at the boy's bright smile, and said, "You won't want to get along with me in the future...... My name is Shen Feng. She said as if she hadn't said her name yet, and hurriedly introduced herself as he did.

……

"Disgusting bastard, come and taste this!"

There was a snap, and a water bomb hit the girl's arm.

"How can you bully girls?" As soon as the boy named Mo Jin finished his tutoring class, he got the news that Shen Feng was being bullied by his brothers in the Zong family.

"Brother......

"Who's your brother, phew! I tell you, I don't have an illegitimate sister born to a wicked woman! The boy, who was not much older than the girl, seemed to be disgusted, "Let me hear you screaming again, and you'll be finished!" ”

He is the bear child of a spoiled rich family, and although he is only 13 years old, he is cruel to the point of innocence.

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