"Huhuhuhu"

Zhao San kept panting, the fright he received today was the biggest fright he had ever received in his life.

In the past, even if he was facing death, he was not as weird, bloody and gloomy as he is today.

Zhao San didn't even know how long he had been running away, but judging from the sturdy trees around him and the screams of fear that came from every once in a while, he hadn't escaped from this demon forest that made him tremble.

Listening to the screams and begging for mercy from time to time in the distance, Zhao San's lips began to tremble, he could feel how cold his body was now, how helpless his eyes were, he could even guess that his lips should be purple now.

Escaping to the present, Zhao San seemed to see the trees around him showing a mocking smile at him, sarcastically ignoring his insignificance.

In addition, Zhao San also seemed to feel the imminent Grim Reaper, who seemed to be ready to cut off his head with the sickle in his hand at any time.

At this moment, Zhao San suddenly saw a white circle of light appear in the distance, and he could even see the vast and infinite world outside the forest from it.

"Light, light, I'm alive, I'm alive," Zhao San laughed with a nervous maniacal face.

Zhao San's heart was extremely excited now, and unconsciously, he increased the consumption of his life in exchange for a faster speed, and in just that moment, he came to the edge of the woods.

"I'm alive, I'm alive, haha...... Hahaha!"

After a pause, Zhao San rushed out of the woods, but he couldn't make any more sound.

Then, Zhao San's vision began to decrease, until his head fell to the ground hard, rolled, his eyes looked back into the forest, he saw a headless corpse kneeling between the woods and the clearing, and then, he also saw Ye Feng's death-like figure, floating behind the headless corpse, staring at him expressionlessly, until his eyes were dark, and he didn't know anything.

Sitting by the lake, Xiang Fan and the others glanced at each other again and again, and from time to time they looked at the edge of the lake that kept making noises, but no one spoke, and the atmosphere seemed a little depressing.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Feng walked over from the lake, his face returned to his original smile, on the bangs in front of his forehead, countless small droplets of water condensed into large droplets flowing down the bangs to his forehead, and then passed through the fair cheeks all the way to the chin, and then dripped down, such a scene, no matter how you look at it, has the elegant beauty of a scholar.

But a group of people present knew that the "weak scholar" in front of him had just killed people, just like the butcher killing a pig, without the slightest mercy and compassion.

"What's the matter? why do you look at me one by one, it's like looking at ghosts."

Using the aura to evaporate the moisture on his body, Ye Feng couldn't help but cry and laugh when he saw that the eyes of his friends had changed a lot when they looked at him.

"This... Xiao Feng, you... What do you say?"

Wang Yun was more bold and had a coarse heart, so he was the first to speak, but now he didn't dare to be the usual, so he could only smash his mouth and look at Ye Feng's face to speak.

Ye Feng smiled bitterly, of course he understood what the current group of partners were thinking in their hearts, "Then do you think I did something wrong?" Ye Feng asked with a light smile.

"This..."

Wang Yun was silent, and He Lian and the others were also silent.

Ye Feng didn't explain or cover it up, he just said it naturally, letting Wang Yun and the others think for themselves, whether he was wrong, whether this group of people should be killed, whether they should die, whether Ye Feng did anything wrong.

"Think for yourselves"

Ye Feng said coldly, "If I don't have the strength, just an ordinary pneumatic eight-layer, what do you think will happen to us next? Will they let us go? No, they won't, we will only be worse, do you think what they will do to He Lian?"

Speaking of this, Xiang Fan and the others' faces sank, and He Lian's face became even paler, as if she had thought of some bad scenes.

"Again"

Ye Feng still said coldly, "If I let them go and let them go, will they be grateful to me?"

Ye Feng shook his head, "They will only feel humiliated and angry, they will go back to organize their subordinates, and it will not be us who will die at that time, it may be your younger brothers and sisters, your relatives and friends, your elders and brothers, at that time, who will come to have mercy on you?"

Xiang Fan and the others were drenched in cold by Ye Feng's cruel words, but they had to think about this cold fact.

Ye Feng coldly glanced at everyone, "When you don't have enough strength to crush others, you don't need to have compassion, some people will not be grateful to you because of your compassion, they will only eat you behind your back, and inadvertently, give you the most fatal blow, they will mock you, laugh at you for being stupid, and don't understand this dangerous world"

"Kindness to the enemy is the greatest cruelty to oneself" In the end, Ye Feng said the last sentence in a distracted manner.

No one is born cruel, even if it is iron-blooded like Ye Feng, he has moments of compassion, but that time, it was because of his compassion that he paid an unimaginable price.

On that day, the yellow sand was all over the sky, the blood flowed like a river, even the sky was dim, looking into the distance, the endless pasture, full of mutilated corpses, if you look closely, they are all their brothers and sisters who once laughed wildly together and galloped on the battlefield, but now, they are dead in this unknown place, turned into a lonely ghost, and even their own bodies cannot be guaranteed to be complete.

The delicate young man who was half-kneeling on the sidelines, holding a long sword under the bottom, bowed his head and was silent, although the person next to him did not speak, but the young man felt it, as if he saw those mutilated lonely ghosts cursing him, questioning him, and mocking him......

But what caused all this was only because of the young man's momentary kindness, and the brothers behind him, no one blamed him, no one questioned him, and no one resented him, but the young man was already deeply reproachful in his heart.

Since then, few of the brothers around the boy have seen a smile on the boy's face, and every time he personally leads an expedition, none of them are spared, cruel and ruthless, and iron-blooded and cold.

Back to reality, unconsciously, Ye Feng, who was standing by the lake, suddenly appeared in the corner of his eyes, like tears, but not tears.

No one could know what the young man was thinking at that time, just like that, as Ye Feng fell into memories, Xiang Fan and the others also thought about "compassion" and "cold-bloodedness" in Ye Feng's cruel words, and no one said a word, and the lake area instantly became cold, as if they were also immersed in the cruel words.