There was something wrong outside the door, and there was a worry in the eyes of the second master, the atmosphere outside just now was not like this.

It shouldn't be so quiet, and when you usually catch the target, it's the most arrogant moment for these minions. Faced with people who are unable to resist any violence of their own, these guys will fall into a kind of irritability that cannot be suppressed. In fact, hurting others will also have a sense of fear, fear and excitement are the two strongest signals in the human brain, and these two signals are so strong that they can be converted into each other to a certain extent. These minions weren't originally trained to be killers, and they weren't immune to the fear of harm and killing, so they subconsciously chose to turn their fear into irrepressible excitement.

Second, the boss feels that he understands human nature very well.

What he didn't expect was that when a person's fear was too big to be controlled, when a person's life was in the hands of someone else and that person was going to take your life, this way of translating signals into stimuli would no longer be useful, because this subconscious signal conversion could not be activated at any time, it would only happen when you were ready to gamble on the hope of survival, or when you still felt that your life was safe, and without these two situations, you would lose even the ability to stimulate or motivate yourself。

These minions find themselves without even a chance to escape!

It's just two teenagers, many of them haven't even killed anyone at this age, but these two teenagers don't even have mood swings when they kill.

The minions gradually fell into a desperate situation. They knew best that this was a barren mountain and a wilderness, and no matter how they begged for mercy and help, it would have no effect.

The door was pushed open, and the little brother was covered in blood with a frightened face, and he stretched out his hand to the second leader, as if to call for help. However, he could not utter a word, his eyes rolled upward, and he lay on the ground and died.

A thunderbolt swept by, illuminating the outside world, it was a red world composed of corpse mountains and a sea of blood, full of severed arms and stumps, and standing on this Shura field, there were only two teenagers.

A man who was lying on the ground with a broken arm and pretending to be dead quietly raised his eyes, only to find that Nangong Yu was walking on the corpse field in no hurry, and every corpse that passed by made up for the vital points lightly. He jumped up and fled, Nangong Yu didn't chase after him, Yang Yun slashed at his back, and then ignored him. He was glad that he had escaped and rushed out of the gate of the compound.

What is the experience of seeing your right face with your left eye? What is it like for your right eye to see your left face?

It was a strange state, but the guy didn't have a chance to describe his experience. He didn't make any movement, he split into two pieces from the middle, folded them in half and slowly collapsed on the ground, and there was no more movement.

Yang Yun still whispered to Ximen Feng: "Look, you just lost your mind, if you calm down, with your strength, it will be easy for you to solve these wastes by yourself, your swordsmanship is more than a little stronger than mine, simple but practical, are you creating it yourself······?"

When the two stepped into the justice hall, Yang Yun, who was chattering, suddenly stopped.

The seven chieftains looked at them with all sorts of unsightly gestures.

There was a tiger skin blanket on the ground, and where Xiang'er was lying, the big leader and another guy were still squirming on her, and she had many wounds on her body that had been torn off by her teeth, and her left chest was missing, and there were blood stains on the corners of each leader's mouth.

Xiang'er's eyes didn't close, she looked at the sky with blood and tears, she didn't think that this world was beautiful, but she never thought that there were people in this world who were more terrible than beasts, and there was nothing but fear and unwillingness in her eyes.

Yang Yun was silent for a while and asked, "Is she you looking for······?" It's out of gas. After speaking, Yang Yun looked back, unloaded a kitchen knife from a roasted lamb leg on the table and threw it to Nangong Yu, turned around and walked out to bring the door. Before the door closed, his last words were: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have advised you to calm down······" Nangong Yu found that before Yang Yun went out, his eyes were also bloodshot, even when the two of them slaughtered more than 200 lives outside the door just now, Yang Yun's eyes were not so terrifying. Nangong Yu didn't dare to imagine his eyes, it must be even more terrifying!

The old bustard was still sitting in front of the ruins, and he found that Nangong Yu had returned, holding Xiang'er, who was tightly wrapped in many precious animal skins. It's just that the cute little Xiang'er doesn't move, and she won't hear this child playing the piano anymore. Nangong Yu's clothes were like they were born red, the old bustard looked at it carefully, she remembered that this dress was given to him by Xiang'er from herself, and when she took it out, it was indeed a white dress.

Nangong Yu lay down in the ruins, held Xiang'er in his arms, and stared at the sky blankly. He regretted his lack of warmth towards Xiang'er at the beginning, regretted that he let go of the second master at that time, and regretted that he didn't directly redeem Xiang'er and take her away. Maybe it's for the sake of face, maybe he scared the second boss by himself, maybe the bustard really loves Xiang'er. However, after making countless excuses, he suddenly realized that for the first time, he had such a feeling of regret.

The old bustard didn't say a word, nor did he burst out with any emotion, just stood up and walked to Xiang'er's side tremblingly, stroking Xiang'er's little face, tears falling down her eyes. Nangong Yu said: "Bustard mother, I know you are not a bad person, I don't have the strength to answer now, let's rest for a while, I'm too tired······ , after all, it was seven people, and I can't count how many pieces I cut into. The bustard mother finally buried her head in Xiang'er's arms and cried loudly.

This is Dianxi Town, and normally speaking, it only takes two days for the carriages and horses of the post station to reach Taikang Town from here. Two days later, an old lady came to Taikang Town, bought a family property, and settled here. Many people heard about the tragedy that happened in Dianxi two days ago, and asked the old lady one after another, but the old lady just shook her head and said she didn't know.

The fat man with white hair was not an old lady, but the bustard's mother had turned white after experiencing the saddest and most terrifying nightmare in just a few hours. She had been alone until she died, and before that, people often saw her sitting alone in a rocking chair at the door, covered with a red and blackened man's clothes, looking at the sky and crying.

Nangong Yumu walked on the path, and Yang Yun followed him on the side. Yang Yun suddenly spoke: "I gave it to that poor old bustard before, what are your plans in the future?"

"No, let's avoid the Nether God Cult first, if you have a craft, you can make money again. Nangong Yu replied.

"I'm going to go to Taikang Mumen to apprentice and see what Nanhua's orthodox martial arts are like, do you want to go together?" Yang Yun sent out an invitation, but Nangong Yu refused.

"Anyway, this is very close to Taikang, and I don't need any money, give, it's less than two hundred taels, save some flowers." After Yang Yun finished speaking, he threw away a money bag, Nangong Yu silently took the money bag, and suddenly said: "My name is Nangong Yu, and Nangong Yu who ran out of the Nangong family is me." ”

Yang Yun smiled: "Since you are honest with me, I will give you some more gifts." Aren't you going to avoid the Nether Cult for three years? I'll tell you all their codes, and if you want to avoid them in the future, it's as easy as playing hide and seek, and you don't have to be afraid to go anywhere. ”

Nangong Yu was surprised that this young man actually knew the codes and marks of such a mysterious organization, but he didn't ask much, he just learned and thanked Yang Yun. The two broke up at a fork in the road and went their separate ways. They both find each other interesting and believe that fate will create opportunities for each other to see each other again.

Many years later, outside Shahe Town, Nangong Yu met Yang Yun as Song Yong.

"Quietly, I came secretly. Yang Yun blinked mysteriously: "There is someone here, it is very important to me, I don't care who your target is, Ximen Peak can't be killed, remember!" After speaking, Yang Yun drilled through the gap in the Black Wind Barrier that Nangong Yu had worked so hard to break. Nangong Yu couldn't cry or laugh, waved his hand and went in with two of his subordinates.

Nangong Yu saw Hua Baixue for the first time, and her attitude of pretending to be calm and proposing conditions even though she didn't have the strength reminded Nangong Yu of Xiang'er, who was obviously a little ghost, but pretended to be mature. Nangong Yu saw himself many years ago again, he put down his sword and began to joke with Hua Baixue until Zhu Shen appeared.

Nangong Yu knew that maybe he also wanted to repay Zhu Shen's kindness, but his willpower to protect Hua Baixue was so firm, it was definitely not the motivation that the word "repay" could bring. He didn't hate this emotion, although it was buried in his heart, he didn't regret his sincerity, and this emotion allowed him to survive the demonic dreams brought by the Nightmare Flower.

Although Nangong Yu doesn't seem to be a warm man, for Nangong Yu, love is still a beautiful thing. Regret is the emotion he hates the most.