Chapter 70: God-level duel
Qi Fei stood up silently in the room, his whole body was tense, his head was held high, his face was indifferent, his eyes were like electricity, like a javelin standing there, and the black cat was squatting on the windowsill, his eyes were deep and looking at him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"I understand more and more, what is it like to be alone, the cold and boring universe, for one's own immortality, or to follow the heavens or against the sky, or to evolve or cultivate the truth, a person to walk a dark road to heaven that cannot see the light, the front is the darkness that cannot be seen, the back is the cliff, life can only move forward, never backward, you must succeed, because you cannot fail...... This Nima's life is worse than death. After saying a word, Qi Fei seemed to be deflated, and the whole person fell apart and lay on the sofa on his back, panting.
The black cat looked at him with disdain, you understand a fart, you just don't understand the darkness of the day and the night.
Qi Fei sighed, his eyes were aimed at the black cat, he had observed it for a few days or so, and he still didn't see whether the black cat was male or female, but according to his understanding, once the goblin had an IQ comparable to that of a human, he should transform into a shape, and many little demons were not all IQ without a lower limit but also transformed into a shape, and they would all sing that the king ordered me to patrol the mountain.
The black cat looked at Qi Fei, with an anthropomorphic sneer on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly turned his head, it was late outside, the starry sky was brilliant, and the black cat looked into the depths of the galaxy, not knowing what he was thinking.
At this moment, in a room in a building of the Evolution Division, there is a young man with an inch head sitting upright on a chair.
He was motionless, and even when he breathed, his nose was still, and his whole person was like a stone sculpture.
The boy had a resolute appearance, a long scar on his left cheek, and a tattoo of a vicious beast on the back of his right hand.
In front of him was a quaint and tall mirror, in which his own image was reflected, and he looked at himself in the mirror strangely.
"I'm Ah Leng, you're Ah Bing, we're brothers, you're brothers, I'm younger brothers, and we're the closest people in the world." The young man suddenly spoke, his voice gloomy, as if he came from the Yellow Spring of Hell.
The image in the mirror spoke at the same time as him, making the same sound.
"That year, we wandered in the wilderness and encountered ferocious beasts, you died to save me, and I lived."
"My dear brother, in order to never be separated from you, I bury you in my belly so that we may live together forever."
"I am Ah Leng, I avenged you, I killed that ferocious beast, he cried out for mercy, but I still killed him, not only him, but also his whole family, and now I remember that he had two children, one named Ah Leng and the other Ah Bing."
The boy in the mirror looked at the boy outside the mirror, and the corners of his mouth were strangely raised.
Time passed, and there was a deathly silence.
The ring on the young man's hand suddenly lit up silently, and a deep and powerful voice sounded, "Ah Bing, go, the guards have been replaced by their own people, go and test what that kid is capable of, if you can get a way to enter the abyss of mad blood, let him disappear completely." ā
The young man slowly stood up, a touch of blood flashed in his eyes, and said softly: "Yes, father, you are misremembering, I am Ah Leng, not Ah Bing." ā
Qi Fei is surfing the Internet in the room, and his live broadcast fans have reached 1,000, won the title of a first glimpse of the door, and reached the title of a ninety-level anchor.
Looking at the dense upgrade route, Qi Fei wiped a cold sweat that did not exist on his forehead, this seemed to be more complicated than cultivation and evolution, at least he did not find a first-level anchor in the system, let alone a super one, the highest anchor was a third-level anchor, and there were only two of them.
At present, there are three fans with the highest reward value in his fan group, one is the local tyrant who claims to be the base of his family to take care of the Wei metal mine, and the other is a cold girl who never speaks, the identity of the girl is guessed by him, and the cold girl's information is only filled in with a gender girl, he is unwilling to accept that the other party is an aunt, so he firmly believes that the other party is a girl, and there is a person who seems to be a successful person, sometimes he says a few words, and he can see that he is a middle-aged man.
What embarrassed Qi Fei was that ninety percent of his fans were men, perhaps the proportion of evolved civilized men was higher, he comforted himself so much in his heart.
After a while, Qi Fei suddenly frowned and looked at the door, he felt that someone seemed to be walking in this direction.
After thinking about it, he wrote a few words on the virtual screen to say goodbye to the fans, and then leaned back on the sofa with a frown.
Dozens of seconds later, the door opened silently.
Like a ghost in the dark, a teenager walked in as if no one was around, and then closed the door politely.
Qi Fei looked at the young man blankly, and the young man bared his teeth at him: "Hello, I'm Ah Leng." ā
Qi Fei blinked, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Hello, I'm Ah Bing." ā
His heart was very vigilant, this young man gave him a very dangerous feeling, but since your name is Ah Leng, I will naturally be called Ah Bing, cold and cold, I just want to be in front of you.
The boy was stunned, as if he suddenly didn't know what to say or what to do, and stood there motionless.
Qi Fei looked at the young man: "Ah Leng, please sit down, I am Ah Bing, we are cold together, we are brothers." ā
The young man nodded like a wooden man, and sat on the chair next to the door: "I'm Ah Leng, I want to get your way to enter and exit the abyss of mad blood safely, I must get it." ā
Qi Fei nodded, scolding in his heart, he knew that he was remembered, but how to send such a young man, I always felt weird, the painting style was very weird, he spread his hands and said exaggeratedly: "But I don't know how to go to the blood abyss at all, and I have never been there." ā
The young man stood up abruptly and took a step forward, and the joints on his body seemed to rise a little: "You must get it, what Ah Leng wants to do, he will do it by any means." ā
Qi Fei raised his eyebrows and said tentatively: "Okay, we are brothers, but can you tell me, who asked you to come?" ā
The young man said indifferently: "Are you Ah Bing?" ā
Qi Fei had already seen that the young man's head didn't seem to have much light at this moment, and hurriedly said: "I'm Ah Bing, you are Ah Leng, we are brothers, I'm cold, right, I'm cold, I'm the most intimate relationship in this world, Ah Leng, tell me, who asked you to come?" ā
The boy muttered to himself: "Brother, Ah Bing, Ah Leng, brother, the closest." He stepped back and sat back in his chair.
"It was my father who asked me to come, and my father needed a way to enter the abyss of blood, you tell me, and then I will bury you in my belly."
Qi Fei touched his chin, glanced at the young man's muscular body, and three words popped out of his head, "neurosis"!