In this fight, it's not so much that I'm fighting, but that I'm venting.

Venting everything I have encountered in the dungeon these days, the death of the night whistle, the amnesia of Xinyi, the feelings of self-escape, the heavy responsibility have been suppressed in my heart for too long, and I also need an emotional outlet, otherwise I don't know how to continue to move forward in silence?

When I was 'weak', I thought that with strength, I would be able to break free from the shackles and no longer be oppressed everywhere.

Now, I have the strength, and I understand that the greater the strength, the greater the responsibility, but more things need to be suppressed, and I don't even have the power to fall down and be tired, so I can only bear and accept it stubbornly.

And what is the difference between a hero and a common? I finally understood that there is a very simple difference, that is, the one who has always insisted on shouldering his responsibility and completing it well is a hero, no matter how big or small the matter is.

Evading one's own responsibilities, or just passing it perfunctorily, is doomed to be ordinary.

I really want to be an ordinary person, but I can't let go of it after all. Therefore, I can only endure the baptism of pain, so I can only bear the weight like a mountain!

Under this kind of venting emotion, I didn't retain any strength, the full open formation, the surging soul power, and the battle like a hungry tiger, in order to only fight quickly.

But inexplicably, under this emotion, my heart is very clear, and I have never understood how I am in this state and how to face it like I am now.

In less than three minutes, the unconscious man fell to the ground.

Blood also flowed from my fists, but not mine, but from these fallen civil officials.

My body was hot, the blood-red tattoo finally spread from my body to my neck, my heart was beating fast, my breathing was starting to get louder, I never knew that fighting could also give me peace of mind.

'Whew', I breathed a long sigh of relief, closed my eyes and sensed that there was no one else in this courtyard, I put Yelang off my back, wiped the blood on my fist casually, took his hand again, and said to him: "Let's go, you can see the person you are looking for soon." ”

And Ye Lang's little face turned red, and he couldn't help but tremble when he held my little hand, and muttered to himself: "Brother Ye, did you knock them all unconscious?" ”

"Well, there are some things that can be handled simply." I led Yelang to stride forward, but I didn't know from my heart what kind of impact such a thing would have on Yelang? For this child, my feelings are always very strange, he carries my regret for Ye Xiao, but also carries my regret for the pitiful life, although I only 'picked' their brother and sister for a day, he and Ye Xiu have occupied a very important place in my heart, and I can't tolerate anyone to hurt or abandon myself.

However, I don't worry about the night show, I can see the calmness and kindness of this little girl.

I'm only worried about the night howl, I have this strange feeling, his special physique, and like a dangerous weapon, since he was a child, and his heart is somewhat depressed and extreme, I am always afraid of the impact on him, so that he has a wrong understanding, and finally goes astray.

"I finally know why you are my eldest brother's eldest brother, you are a hero." Yelang didn't pay attention to my words, and didn't know what was going on in my heart, but muttered to himself as he walked.

I'm in a bit of a trance, and the former Night Howl also said something like this, but why did Ye Lang say it to me so differently? I thought, if I have time in the future, I must personally and solemnly tell Yelang what a real hero is. A hero is not a strong force, but a strong and good heart. If a person does not even dare to be kind, he is not qualified to be called a hero.

In the middle of such a brief conversation, I led Yelang to the backyard.

Compared to the huge front yard, the backyard is much smaller, just like the size of two rooms in the front yard, but with one more yard.

In the backyard, there is only one breath, and if that's right, this should be Wolf Yi.

But I didn't have to look for him, because the moment I stepped into the backyard, I saw a man in the gray robes of a dungeon civil official, standing in the courtyard. At the moment, he was looking at me with a look of resignation.

And the first time Yelang saw him, he pinched my hand and hurt slightly, which shows how much strength he used in an instant.

In the next moment, Yelang had let go of my hand, roared low like a wounded wolf, and then rushed out, pounced viciously at the man, kicking and hitting and biting.

I didn't stop Yelang, I know his sadness at the moment, being abandoned, being left out in the cold, and in the end, the only big brother fell, and he had to bear the betrayal of his so-called father.

That's right, it's a kind of betrayal, when you are most vulnerable, you don't have the slightest pity, but you stomp on the heart, it's not a betrayal, what is it?

The man in the gray robe, let Yelang vent on him, just looked at me with some fear, and could see that he was impatient and disdainful of Yelang's venting, if it wasn't for me standing here, he would have pushed Yelang away a long time ago.

I don't even have the desire to get angry with this kind of look, but I wonder how a father, as a father, can be so indifferent to his little son? Isn't the mistake of years enough to make him feel the slightest guilt?

Finally, I stepped forward, grabbed Yelang like a little wolf, looked down at him, I don't know when the child had burst into tears, there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, I looked at it, it was he who bit Wolf Yi's arm, and the blood stained his lips.

I wordlessly wiped away his tears and the blood from the corners of his mouth, but there was still a 'ho-ho' sound in his throat, and his muscles bulged from his neck to his forehead, obviously still in great anger and sadness.

I patted Yelang on the back and relieved him a few times, and he relented.

At this time, he didn't look at Wolf Yi, but looked at me, pouted, I wanted to cry like that, I rubbed his head, he bit his lower lip stubbornly, probably because he didn't want to be sad in front of Wolf Yi, I simply hugged him over and let him lean on my side.

"You're waiting here?" I looked at Wolf Yi and asked the first sentence, I was indeed very curious, guessed a lot of possibilities, I didn't think that he would stand in the courtyard so calmly and wait for me.

This man has a face similar to Ye Xiao eight points, but there are some differences in the details, it is these differences that make Ye Xiao look rough, but this wolf Yi looks polite, delicate and fair-skinned, he can be regarded as a handsome demon, no wonder there will be noble banshees in Qinglong City who take a fancy to him.

"Yes, I'm waiting here, in exchange for a chance to survive and die." Wolf Yi spoke, his voice was clear, but he had a bit of temperament, and he could be regarded as a little charming.

"How do you know it's coming for you?" I suddenly felt that things were not so simple, and naturally I became more and more curious.

"I heard the noise in the front yard and knew that something was going on here, and the people who dared to break in here must have some skill and certainty, if they came at me, I couldn't run away. Also, I didn't know it was coming for me, I was just guessing. Because I've done too much bad work, the more likely I am to come at me. Wolf Yi's expression was quite calm, and his analysis was reasonable.

I think it's amazing.

Often in any work, the villain will think that what he is doing is right, rarely admit his badness and indebtedness, and only admit his mistake when he wakes up at the last moment. It turns out that there are people in this world who are so sober that they know that they have done a lot of bad things, so what kind of psychology is it?

It's a pity that I can't understand it in my life, so I can only say: "You also know that you have done something wrong? So why do you think you can live? What do you want to break and what do you want to break? ”

"I'm not stupid, I know what I'm doing. It's a pity that in this world, there are times when you know that you are wrong, but you can't resist the desire you want in your heart, so what can you do? If you are obedient, you can make yourself comfortable. Wolf Yi replied very directly, with a feeling that he was really a villain.

I sneered and looked at him disdainfully.

As if he was used to this kind of look, Wolf Yi was not uneasy, but continued: "I didn't have the certainty of survival. So, when you walked in, I kept hiding behind the door, thinking about how to escape? But when I watched you lead him in, I knew I was sure of my life. I can even cut off everything I was in that stockade, and what I did after my son's death. ”

Listening to Wolf Yi's natural words, I laughed angrily, and he thought about it? I reached out and grabbed him by the collar, lifted him up, and said in a cold voice, "Who is he that I am holding in your mouth?" Do you mean Yelang? Dead Nightscream, are you calling your son out of guilt? He's not a son, he's a bargaining chip, right? Before, I was curious why you had such a look at Yelang, why didn't you feel guilty at all? It turns out that he is just a bargaining chip? ”

Perhaps, it was because I grabbed it too tightly, and it was a little difficult for Wolf Yi to even breathe, but he squeezed out a sentence from his throat: "Yes, he is the bargaining chip!" Of course I will feel guilty, but only to my son, not him. ”

It was very difficult for Wolf Yi to say this, but I saw a kind of anger and madness in his eyes.

Obviously, his words hurt Yelang even more, Yelang grabbed my belt tightly, and suddenly became agitated again, and his throat made a 'grunt' sound, obviously there was a lot to say, but he was too eager to say it.

I know those words, it was his mother, his sister, his eldest brother, including his grievances and anger.

But I read a hint of unusual flavor from Wolf Yi's words.