It hurts, it hurts, the boss feels the world spinning for the first time, giving up his dreams, giving up hopes, giving up everything in exchange, but it's a joke.

The boss felt cold all over his body, cold fighting, didn't want to speak, didn't want to move, wanted to speak, had no time to say, had no time to be sad and angry, had no time to be melancholy, only sneered, the boss laughed so happily for the first time in the Cold Moon Camp, the liver and intestines of the smile were broken, the laughter was powerless to laugh anymore, and the laughter didn't even know why he was laughing.

Obviously they are ready to give up everything and regain it again, but they don't want to get anything again.

Dou Qi seemed to feel the boss's emotions, and a strong heat flow rushed up from his body, circulating in his body at a speed of a hundred times that of usual.

"Hey, are you okay, why are you smiling so ......" The sturdy man felt creepy as he looked at the happy smile on the boss's face.

The boss didn't say a word, left silently, and returned to the camp, he learned to drink for the first time, drinking hurts the liver, usually for the sake of the boss's body, the big instructor does not allow the boss to drink and smoke. And this time, the boss ran to the instructor's bedroom as if he gave up on himself, and poured all the treasured wine of the instructor into his body, and the boss felt the stimulating liquid slide down his throat, bringing ** trembling pleasure. It's very comfortable, especially if the brain is dizzy, and it's not painful anymore.

The big instructor should be angry, the boss thinks so, but when the big instructor came in, he saw the boss and only asked, "What's wrong with you, can you talk to me?" ”

The boss suddenly wanted to cry, and in the face of this elder who was almost equal to his father, the boss poured out all the bitter water hidden in his heart at one time, and the bitter love for Green, giving up everything for the sake of a woman, everything, the boss spit it out.

The grand instructor sighed after hearing this, and looked at the young man in front of him, who was less than 18 years old, silently touching the boss's head.

"I want you to remember one sentence."

The boss raised his head and looked at the big instructor's no longer fierce cheeks with teary eyes.

"For you, you may really be your own protagonist, but for others, you are just a supporting character in their lives."

"Also, cry, you are still young, there is nothing to be ashamed of crying, it is uncomfortable to press it in my heart, although I am not your father, I have already regarded you as my child in my heart, if you want, my chest can lend you."

The boss came back to his senses, and every time he recalled this scene, the boss would have a heartache, and it hurt so much that he couldn't do it.

"I cried, cried until I was tired, and finally the instructor took me to my bed."

"You still value women too much, I agree with your instructor's opinion, you will always be just a supporting role in other people's lives, and I am too, people, never take yourself too seriously." The armored man felt a little more comfortable, the story of the boss made him feel that everyone's life is not easy, just like the boss, who is not even a legend enough to describe, and can only be compared with myths, has such a tragic life, and he is already beautiful.

"yes, the next day, I signed up for the hunting dinner."

The boss's eyes flashed, and his eyes burned in vain.

The hunting dinner is not the kind of autumn hunting that is not dangerous for the aristocracy, since the Cold Moon Camp can cultivate mercenaries with first-class survivability, it naturally has its own secret training methods, and the hunting dinner is one of the most famous training methods, and it is also the training with the highest mortality rate, and the death toll of each training accounts for half of the number of applicants on average. Such a severe mortality rate brings about elite mercenaries who are invincible, mercenaries who have not experienced death are not qualified at all, and mercenaries who have experienced death will experience a qualitative sublimation of their abilities.

"I had the idea of giving up on myself after experiencing the joys and sorrows of my life, and you don't understand how crazy I was at that time."

It stands to reason that as long as the mercenaries in the Cold Moon Camp are trained to have a fighting spirit, they can sign up for the hunting dinner, the boss has only been in the Cold Moon Camp for a year, no one will believe that the boss can practice the fighting spirit so quickly, coupled with the concealment of the big instructor, the boss is a diligent little junior brother in the eyes of others, no one knows that in just one year, the boss has already let the fighting spirit complete the complete circulation in the body, reaching the point of intermediate knights.

"I know why you want to participate in the hunting dinner, to be honest, I really don't want you to participate in this dangerous trial now, I don't feel the urge to survive in you, but there is an atmosphere of pursuing death, alas, the ups and downs of life are constant, what you are experiencing now is just a rise and fall in life, why not think about it, you will definitely get used to this kind of thing in the future."

"I just want to be stronger." The boss's eyes were full of dead light, and the old glory was gone.

The big instructor sighed helplessly, he has no right to stop the boss from pursuing a powerful **, or rather, a death-seeking **, he only hopes that in training, the boss can jump out of this obsession, otherwise, bound by this obsession, the boss, the great cause will not be successful.

"Now that you're gone, I'll remind you one last time, the hunting dinner, called the hunting dinner, you are not ridiculous hunters, the real hunters are those who have long been integrated with the environment, have a strong hunting instinct, the hunting skills inherited for thousands of years have long been turned into instinct, they are like the most genius hunters, they are born with powerful hunting skills, and the monsters that survive are even more powerful executioners, compared to them, you are the prey that is hunted down, you can now circulate the fighting spirit all over your body, But it is impossible to be an opponent when encountering a high-level demonic beast, so if you can, you can escape, and you must never come hard. This training is by no means to teach you to be brave and ruthless, but to tell you a truth, how to live, no matter what, survival is the king. Also, if you have time to read a lot of books, each participant of the hunting dinner will receive a copy of the "Survival Proverbs" written by countless senior mentors, with many ways to survive and avoid wild beasts. ”

The boss nodded blankly, he felt that he had lost everything, and now even if he lost his life, it was not a big deal, death, and perhaps a kind of relief pleasure.

So, as soon as the boss entered the hunting dinner, he constantly challenged himself, challenging everything in front of him, the boss didn't know how to retreat, didn't understand death, and even his behavior had a kind of bloodthirsty madness.

"I stayed in the training ground of the hunting dinner for half a year, and basically killed a mid-to-high-level magical beast every day, and three months of training allowed me to learn how to fight wild beasts, learn their hunting skills, and various ways to find food in the jungle, the things in the "Survival Motto" are really effective, if it weren't for this book, I wouldn't even be able to mix up the first month in three months. Survival is really cruel, and in the remaining three months, I am constantly improving, whether it is experience, martial arts, or combat instincts. ”

"Half a year has honed everything for me, I haven't eaten anything for three days, in order to ambush a giant bear that once bit me, I once suffered from the poison of the krait, and finally forced it out little by little by relying on fighting spirit, this process took me five days, and after I came out, I had to find bed bugs that didn't even eat birds to satisfy my hunger. Half a year later, I successfully went out from the training ground of the hunting dinner, and I learned the whole "Survival Motto" well, and my survival ability was comparable to that of cockroaches. ”

"......" The armored man looked at the boss with some pity, the ups and downs of life are just like this, the armored man has also been in love, even if there is no unforgettable love of the boss, but he also understands the sad feeling of being sad after the love is broken.

Many times, the two men can greatly shorten the distance between each other with just a few small actions, and the armored man was originally afraid of the boss, but now he unconsciously gave up his defense.

"And then, that's the point, the starting point of the tragedy of my life."

"What?"

"I was captured alive by the Dark Mage while I was on a mission."

At the beginning, the boss had not jumped out of the pain of falling out of love, and when he met the legendary black magician, he was still very self-righteous and stepped forward to buy time for his partner to escape, but the result was that the companions did escape, and the boss was very honorably captured by the black magicians, the boss was already close to the sixth-level high-level knight at that time, and the death sacrifice could transform the boss into a powerful death knight, and the black magician would not give up such a good material.

"Then, I met the Dark Lord." The boss seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, and his tone began to tremble involuntarily.

The armored man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the boss in fear.

"Don't worry, I won't tell you the secret that is harmful to you, and then you can continue to listen to the story."

The Boss was captured back to a subordinate guild of the Dark Mage, a barren wasteland beneath which is a pool of fallen gods made of rotten flesh and blood, connected to the Abyss Plane, where the trapped powerhouses can be transformed into powerful dead creatures that can be driven by the Dark Mages with special dark magic.

At the beginning, the boss was devastated, and he didn't feel anything after being thrown into the fallen god pool by the black magicians, but when the powerful power in the fallen god pool rushed into the body to transform the whole body, the boss knew that there was a wonderful thing in this world, called fate.