"Tian" saw Zhang Yihan standing dumbly, his face became more and more cloudy, and he sighed slightly, "Sure enough, he guessed it...... This ...... that peeks into the heart Devil~~"

"Hey! This is what he left for you. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Tian handed a note to Zhang Yihan.

Zhang Yihan opened it and saw that a large paragraph was written on the note, looking at his graceful and elegant handwriting, there was no doubt that this was written by Li Zhi to him.

"I know that you still have a lot of doubts, a lot of confusion and resentment, maybe you will feel hopeless after seeing the ugliness of human nature, your determination to become a hero will be sharply reduced, you will question your decision, you will waver. But what I want to tell you is that all this is normal. ”

"Zhang Yihan, what is your understanding of people? What do you want to be a hero on? Is it because you have a lofty level of thinking and the determination to dedicate everything to mankind? Do you want to save people because you love them? ”

"No, you're not like that. Whether you want to be a hero or not is completely different from whether you love human beings, and you don't love them to the point where you have to give yourself. Your stance and determination are a joke because you are never firm. You have a certain desire, but it's quite easy to destroy, you question yourself, you deny yourself because of a little thing, even an idea. ”

"I'm not blaming you, but I want you to think about it seriously, who are you?"

"Born heroes? Or was it forced by a mission to choose this path? Or is it just because you don't want to live this life ordinarily? ”

The real answer is only known to you, but now you are carried away by your noble mission. You define yourself as a hero, the world is waiting for you to save, you are the only indispensable, the world is not possible without you. Such thoughts fill your mind and make you start to feel that you are different from everyone else, that you are looking down on all beings from a higher perspective, like a god who is different from mortals. ”

"I hate the stupidity of human beings, and feel sorry for their cowardice and ugliness."

"Just like the great writers and great thinkers, they write about stupid human beings with the pen and rebuke their stupidity, trying in vain to awaken their ignorant souls with the pen and let them gain spiritual liberation. But looking at this problem from another angle, aren't these great writers and great thinkers differentiating themselves from other ordinary people? They feel that they read a lot, that their thinking is higher than that of others, so they are right, their values are correct, they are not like you ignorant people, they are great men, they are high. ”

Do they really think that the ignorant people will see their books and understand their good intentions? Nope! They just point out this group of ignorant people, let the broad masses of intellectuals resonate with them, laugh at them together, and let the broad masses see how stupid and hopeless these people must be. ”

"What I want to say is that when we look at all living beings from an absolute level, our thinking level may really be higher than that of other people, but we must not forget who we are, because we are all members of all living beings, stupid and vulgar in the eyes of others. Who can guarantee that we will not be stupid, who can guarantee that we can always think from the standpoint of absolute objectivity? No one! There are no saints in this world, everyone makes mistakes, they all have a stupid, mundane side, the great men in history are like this, the so-called great writers are the same, we are the same dirty, the same stupid, but we don't realize that if we can put ourselves in the shoes of others and think from the perspective of others, the truth may be very different from what you see. ”

"We are human beings, small and ordinary, stupid and arrogant, greedy and weak, we are not perfect, there is no so-called perfection, there is no absolute saint in this world, everyone has thoughts, desires, you and I are the same."

"What we can do is to accommodate and accept."

"Accept it, accept the imperfections of the world, look at the darkness of the world objectively, accept that you are a stupid and insignificant member, and don't try to stand on the highest point and isolate yourself from others."

"Please open your eyes."

......

"A bunch of wretched!"

The masked man clutched an ice-blue dagger and leaned against the side of the door. The current form is still quite unclear, the other party has a strong ability, and the number of people in front of him is just a joke.

Do you want to fight in close quarters? Guan Tao's weapon was too long, and in such a narrow space, the swing of the Glaive would be limited, and the speed of the attack would be significantly slower.

However, with his unreasonable size of two meters and four, does he have a chance of winning in close combat? Even without the Glaive Knife, just a fist swing could instantly crush his small body.

The masked man stared out with his peripheral vision, hiding his body in the shadows of the boiling water, his ice-blue dagger sticking against the wall in a slight rhythm. This dagger is surprisingly sharp, and hard objects such as stone walls and iron blocks can be easily cut without much force, as if piercing through a thin piece of white paper. In addition to being sharp, the material of the dagger is also not ordinary, as if you can't break it no matter how hard you smash it.

This ice-blue dagger was a legendary divine weapon, and the masked man was confident that as long as he could reach it, he would definitely be able to split the extremely powerful Qinglong Glaive in half. It's a pity that the dagger is too short, an inch short and an inch dangerous, the dagger and the Qinglong Yanyue knife are in a confrontation, and the one who dies must be the one with the dagger.

"One-step, two-step, three-step......"

The man kept silently counting the footsteps, it was not easy for a big man like Guan Tao to hide his footsteps, plus now almost all the people in the corridor had escaped, and the remaining few who couldn't escape were stabbed through the head after a "poof", and the current corridor was so quiet that people felt strange.

The timing must be grasped, if you go out one step earlier, you will be seen, if you are one step later, the other party can see the figure hiding as long as you throw the afterglow into the boiling water room a little, the space on the side of the door is too small, as long as you glance at it, you can find it, you can't hide at all, he doesn't dare to gamble on the other party's imprudentness with his life.

The man hoped that he had a special ability, the ability to distinguish distance by sound, but unfortunately, he was not a genius, and he could not guess the distance between his steps based on Guan Tao's height, and he could not calculate the actual distance between him and the door. He's just an ordinary person, he can only rely on his intuition and rely on his voice to judge.

"This is the time!"

The man sprang out of the dark corner, grasping the door frame with his left hand and holding the dagger in his right hand, and turned one and a half to turn over.

But what he didn't expect was that Guan Tao discovered his existence the moment before he made his move, and the round ball at the end of the handle of the Glaive Knife poked horizontally.

Luckily, however, the man began to move ahead of time, and the huge iron ball passed past his ear. And because of Guan Tao's movements, the Glaive Sword was now holding horizontally in front of him.

The dagger collided with a pure metal handle.