No matter how times change, the dusk is still beautiful.

The bright colors are like the light blooming at the end of life, bleak, tragic but with a long aftertaste, like an epic played in the sky.

However, people's hearts are prejudiced, trapped in six desires and seven emotions, and imprisoned in inherent cognition, so what they see and know is biased, and they can't see the true beauty of the world.

For example, in Lin Xin's eyes at this time, the sunset was like a sea of blood drowning him, making him feel endless suffocation, coldness, fear and despair.

Behind him, there were helpless ordinary people huddled in the corner and crying in despair, and in front of him was a team of demon soldiers who were eyeing each other.

His brother had left silently, choosing to leave behind the "burden" behind him and flee by himself, he still remembered their cold eyes and heart-wrenching words when they parted.

"Psionic warriors are the hope of this race, instead of dying here with them, it is better to endure the pain and break our arms, and stay in the green mountains, so that we can exert more light and heat for the race in the future, this is the great righteousness. ”

"Let go of the pity in your heart, throw away your pathetic goodness, this is a cruel era, the weak are eliminated, and the strong continue to survive, it is the immutable law of nature. To be a strong person, you must first hold your reason and not make impulsive moves at any time. ”

"We are not related to them, it is moral to save them, and it is our duty not to save them. It is a good deed to help others when you can, and it is foolish to help others when you can't protect yourself. ”

"You are the genius among us, you can naturally perceive the existence of psionic energy, and your future is limitless, but you are still too weak. As long as there is peace for a while, there will be a day to avenge them in the future. ”

“·······”

He didn't know why he stayed, maybe it was because of the familiar faces full of despair and dead silence behind him, maybe it was the inherent morality in his heart and the starry sky that he didn't want to be ashamed of, maybe it was the compassion and kindness in human nature, maybe it was what the master said to him before rushing into the demon army without hesitation in order to cover their evacuation:

"Your parents gave you life, your race gave you the environment to grow up, and the sages gave you the inheritance of knowledge and strength. Being born as a human is both fate and responsibility, and the greater the ability, the deeper the fate. If one day you retreat in the face of this fate, you don't deserve to have this boxing technique. At all times, you must face your heart, a warrior can be killed, and he must not be punished. ”

So here he stands, even though he knows that all this is nothing but foolishness, and that it may cost him his life.

But the martial arts in my heart already need blood to pay tribute.

The starlight above your head must also have the courage to break through the darkness.

But why is it that the mind thinks like this, but the body is not controlled? Why are the legs shaking, why the teeth chattering, and what is the fluid that slips from the eyes?

Is this fear? Is this human beings? No matter how noble the spirit is, the body still unconsciously reacts to the truest of the world, how can the illusory ideal contend with the cruel reality?

At this moment, Lin Xin admired the warriors in the biography who dared to charge and die.

Not everyone has the courage to throw a fist at death, especially since he is only a fifteen-year-old boy and is now scarred.

Suddenly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Because a figure stood in front of him, and then the second, third, and fourth·······

They held hands like a wall.

Their backs may be rickety, or they may be emaciated, but they are just as determined at this time.

"Xiaolin, let's go, you've done enough for us, it's time for me to do something for you. ”

"We can't go anymore, but you can, you must become a powerful warrior Oh, this is the last prayer of the aunt, I heard the wish before death, the gods will hear. ”

"Fuck his uncle, Lao Tzu has scolded people all his life, never scolded beasts, and broke his vows before he died today - the dog mongrel opposite!@#¥%!"

"Xiaolin, tell you a secret before I die, although I give you half an extra intestine in the pancake fruit every time, but I give you half a scoop of sauce less, young people eat less salt, otherwise they will be as bald as me when they are old, and if they are bald, they will not find a daughter-in-law like your Uncle Lin. ”

"Life is really lonely like snow, and being a hero when you die can be regarded as a perfect end to this boring life. ”

Five familiar faces appeared in front of him, smiling with relief in the shadow of the setting sun. They were young and old, male and female, and they were his neighbors before the fall of Rongcheng.

"Hey, you ······"

Lin Xin looked at the familiar neighborhoods in a daze.

"Whoosh······"

However, a sound broke the warm memory of this moment, and a dark shadow passed by, and the head of one of them flew high and rolled to the ground, with a faint smile still on his face.

"Should I say something really touching?"

With a sneer, four demon soldiers walked over surrounded by a woman.

This woman has dark purple skin, a height of one meter eight, smooth skin, a strange face, and an extremely graceful figure, revealing a strange beauty.

"Since you want to die so much, then go and die. ”

The demon woman's wrist shook violently, four hexagonal darts pierced the air, and the four heads flew up silently, and the sprayed blood soaked Lin Xin's body.

"Ant-like beings huddled together, and they also had the courage to stand in front of me. ”

The woman of the demon country made a disdainful comment,

Lin Xin looked at the five heads on the ground in a daze, they were so familiar.

Uncle Wang, a hygienist who is taciturn but always gets up on time at four o'clock and has been cleaning the neighborhood for more than ten years; Uncle Li, who always smiles kindly and quietly adds half a ham sausage to his pancakes and fruits for breakfast; Quan Fugui, a shoemaker who has a loud voice and is full of foul language, but always sneaks every day to feed the stray dogs on the roadside; Wang Xiaoge, a frustrated young man who is drunk all day long with the mantra of "life is really lonely as snow"; and Aunt Wang in the vegetable market who is scheming and has a knife mouth and tofu heart······

They are neither great nor humble.

Neither evil nor good.

But they are human beings, people who can think independently, people who know how to be grateful and compassionate.

They will hide in corners in times of despair, trembling and weeping, but they will also be relieved and fearless before death comes.

They are beings with souls.

If you have a soul, you can't be called an ant.

Because people's hearts are the most precious.

A raging anger surged over him, burning away fear and burning out cowardice.

Death is the primordial fear of human beings, but human beings never surrender to death.

For there is something in the heart that is more fearful than death.

That is the death of faith!

His blood was rushing, and he could even feel the rhythm of psionic energy in the air.

"You're an ant, bastard!!"

Lin Xin roared, his face was hideous, and the pure power of courage in the air was temporarily attached to his body, forcibly forming a strange energy circuit in his body, raising his body function to a higher level in an instant.

"Oh?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the demon woman when she saw this, but she was not panicked.

Her body shrank suddenly, dodged Lin Xin's fist at a very fast speed, and swept out with a horizontal kick, hitting Lin Xin in the abdomen.

The ideal is perfect, but the reality is reality after all.

"Poof!"

Lin Xin was swept by a kick and fell to the ground, his mouth was covered with blood, and he didn't even have the strength to move.

"Have you awakened some kind of 'talent'? It's a pity that the power suddenly increased, there is no way to control it at all, if you can control this power, I'm afraid you can fight with me, but it's a pity that ······"

The Demon Woman's steps are as light as a cat, and every step is only a toe on the ground, silent, as if she can move like an arrow at any time.

"Then, if there is 'talent' in the blood, I will accept it. ”

A haughty smile appeared on the corner of the demon woman's mouth, and she took out the hexagonal flying knife.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking the sky came. The Demon Woman frowned slightly, tiptoed a little, and took a step back at an extremely fast speed.

I saw that the flying foreign object smashed on the ground and scattered into countless fragments, which turned out to be just a stone fragment.

"A strange ability that resonates with the power of courage due to emotional fluctuations, which is different from the demon race ······ ordinary demon soldiers"

"It's really funny······

An emaciated young figure leaped from the roof, his eyes half-open and half-closed, a listless look, and a pool of stagnant water in his eyes, which could not be rippled even by the strongest storm.

"It's been seven days, and I've finally met a decent 'prey'. ”

Feng Wu said.

Seven days had passed since he had killed the first Demon Soldier and discovered the secret of the Scarlet Pill, during which time he had been hunting the Demon Soldier for the Scarlet Pill.

But he found that the blood-colored pill seemed to be a precious thing among the demon soldiers, and only a few demon soldiers would carry it, and the proportion was even as low as one or two tenths.

Therefore, even if he killed nearly fifty Demon Kingdom soldiers in seven days, and even attacked a five-person Demon Kingdom squad, the blood-colored pills he harvested were only about a dozen.

And to be honest, for the existence of the demon country soldiers, who have brute strength and an IQ slightly lower than ordinary people, Feng Wu is tired of killing.

Extreme martial arts, which require the blood of strong enemies to be soaked.

Otherwise, no amount of blood-colored pills would have made it rejoice.

And now, Feng Wu's martial instinct that was about to move told him that this woman was the best prey.

"There's another strange guy coming. Dare to appear in front of me so blatantly, must be relied on, right?"

The Demon Woman's gaze was attracted by Feng Wu, and her attention was temporarily removed from Lin Xin, who was already unable to move like a dead dog.

In his eyes, Feng Wu's figure was thin and loose, his steps were casual and not as precise as a measuring stick, and his breath was the same as that of ordinary people, so that her intuition as a martial artist did not feel a trace of crisis.

Is such a person who appeared in front of her here to send him to death?

"Go ahead, try him. ”

The Demon Woman whispered to a tall Demon soldier beside her.

"Roar!"

The demon soldier made a trademark roar, dragged the standard broadsword in his hand, and rushed wildly.

"I think it's ·······"

"A guy like this who has more muscles than IQ and will only fight with the roughest instincts·······"

Feng Wu stood in place, watching the demon soldiers rush towards him, the long knife in his hand raised high, and slashed down, as if even the air was about to be cut in half.

"Ding!"

The long knife slammed into the ground and stopped moving.

It's not that the long knife is stuck on the ground because of its strength.

Instead, the owner of the long knife had been shattered in the throat at the moment of the splitting knife.

"Coolies may be more suitable for them. ”

Feng Wu landed, slowly withdrew his right fist, and as soon as the words fell, the tall body of the demon soldier fell down beside him!