Between the two men, there was silence again.

Half an hour later, Ling Mingyue's voice sounded again.

"The reason why I say you are unworthy is not to belittle you, but in my heart, I don't treat you as an ordinary person who needs to be protected."

Uh-huh?

Meng Feibai turned his head suspiciously, looking at her cold side face.

"What do you mean?"

Ling Mingyue turned her head, looked at Meng Feibai with a serious expression, and said slowly:

"Actually, both Gulhan and I see you as a future partner.

We regret what happened to you and your friends, but we regret even more that you have the potential to be a purifier, but you are selfishly unwilling to use it.

Do you know how many ordinary combatants dream of becoming purifiers? In order to gain the combat power of the Purifier, they worked day and night to exercise their physique and hone their combat skills, day after day, year after year, and some of them could not take that step until they died.

And although you are physically weak, you have an unexplained amount of telekinesis, and you can inflict damage or even destroy the infected with telepathy alone. If you're willing to join us, you'll be the first non-melee Purifier, and even provide an alternative path for those who want to become a Purifier, even if you don't want to fight, to become a Scout.

But you chose to run away. ”

Speaking of this, a trace of disdain flashed in Ling Mingyue's eyes as she looked at Meng Feibai.

"No, I..."

Meng Feibai wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Ling Mingyue raising her hand.

"I know that everyone has the right to choose the life they want, and I have no right to interfere in your life, but I have the right to despise your choice."

After speaking, Ling Mingyue shook her head a little tiredly, got up and walked to the safety exit of the studio.

Meng Fei watched her walk into the safe passage with white eyes, and then closed the door for the exit. Through the window on the door, a wisp of green smoke could be seen slowly rising.

What the hell is going on?!

Meng Feibai hammered his thigh depressedly.

He had countless words to face Ling Mingyue's question, but he also understood that no matter what he said, it couldn't change Ling Mingyue's attitude towards him.

She is right, she has no right to interfere with other people's decisions, but she has the right to express her attitude to the decisions made by others.

He lowered his head slightly, and couldn't help but think about Gulhan's attitude towards him when he was with him in the first place.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, judging from his attitude towards himself at that time, in his heart, I am afraid that he also had a lot of dissatisfaction with himself like Ling Mingyue, which is why he was so cold to himself.

Later, he changed his attitude because he heard his own singing. Could it be because he found out that he was a sentient person, so he felt that he could save him again?

According to Meng Feibai's understanding of Gurhan, maybe his plan was to infect himself with his affection, and finally tie himself to their chariot of death.

No, with Gurhan's muscular head, he must have planned it that way, and maybe he would be complacent that he had come up with such a "brilliant" idea!

Thinking of this, Meng Feibai couldn't help but show a wry smile.

I'm just a 38th-tier artist who crossed over here for some reason, and I just want to use my golden finger to live the life of a big-name star who I envied and hated in my previous life, and I don't want to fight with a cannibal monster more than three meters tall every day with my head lifted!

He tapped his head in some distress.

Forget it, don't want to. Even if they talk about it, they will never do this kind of brainless work with them. His future should be on a bigger and bigger stage, not in a dark and uninhabited alley, maybe one day he will follow in the footsteps of Jia Junjie and become a piece of rotten meat that has lost his head.

Meng Feibai took a deep breath and secretly made up his mind.

When the time comes, he will cooperate with Guohua, with the small music library in his mind, he only needs to release an album every year, or in less than two years, he can become popular in the Asia-Pacific region, and then launch a global tour, travel to the seven regions, maybe he can meet the chairman of the World Committee or something.

At that time, if I still have contact with their round table, it is a big deal to donate more money to them. It can be regarded as repaying their kindness to themselves.

"What do you think?"

Ling Mingyue's sudden voice startled Meng Feibai, he raised his head suddenly, only to find that Ling Mingyue had already sat down beside him at some point, and from her, he could still smell the faint smell of smoke.

He frowned slightly, and whispered:

"It's nothing, you smoke less, it's not good for your health, especially for girls."

Ling Mingyue raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and chuckled:

"Are you concerned about me? Then I want to thank you. ”

"But it doesn't hurt me."

She stopped laughing, looked at Meng Feibai with interest and said:

"I have been practicing martial arts with my master since I was a child, and my combat power can reach the standard of a purifier before injecting the evolution liquid, and after injecting the evolution liquid, I have broken through to the level of a fifth-level purifier in one fell swoop, and it doesn't matter how much I smoke if I want to."

Speaking of this, her expression suddenly became weird, and there was more of a pyramid scheme in her tone:

"And men have more benefits after becoming purifiers, not only is it difficult to get sick, cold and heat are not invasive, and their abilities in that aspect will also be greatly improved, and they can even change their size.

How's it going, are you excited? It's better to act than to move, as long as you nod, I'll take you back to the headquarters now, with the help of me and the captain, it won't be long before you can become a real purifier, and by then...

Xiaobai, do you want a wife? ”

Much later, when Meng Feibai recalled the scene again, there was only one sentence left:

I was terrified......

Just when Ling Mingyue's mood was getting more and more excited, and Meng Feibai was getting more and more scared, the judges suddenly remembered Zhang Xinnian's angry voice.

"How can this be! I wouldn't do such a conscientious thing! ”

After saying that, he got up angrily and strode out of the studio with an angry face.

This sudden scene not only dumbfounded the players who were rehearsing on the stage, but also all the players and most of the staff on both sides of the stage.

"What's going on? Why did Mr. Zhang suddenly get angry? ”

"I don't know, I see that Director Lu is also over there, I guess it's a matter of program arrangement."

......

Meng Feibai was also taken aback, but before he could come to his senses, he suddenly found that a cold light flashed in front of him, and Ling Mingyue, who was sitting beside him, had already grown up, and a soft sword that pulled out his waist blocked in front of him.