On the way out of Ortlenburg, the Ringwraith told Bernick to be careful of Wren, who was not a good man. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He didn't know Wren, but he knew that this young, very high-status and honorable young man should have a high status, probably a relative of the imperial family, that is, a nobleman. He could sense the threat that the young man was bringing to him, and he could sense the danger that Wren was exuding, so he had to avoid Wren, at least until he had no ability to protect himself.

The Ringwraith's words did not make Bernick obedient, but provoked him to rebel. This kind of emotion does not arise from this one event, but after many things accumulate little by little, it is an emotion, a kind of unwillingness to be controlled by others, a kind of antagonistic emotion of longing for freedom.

"You are talking nonsense, Lord Wren is the best nobleman I have ever met, you say he is a bad person, I believe that you are a bad person, otherwise why would you be sealed in this broken ring. The ringwraith said bad things about Wren behind his back, which aroused Bennick's resistance, "You keep saying that you want to help me, but I don't find out that you help me at all." You have to eat a lot of food every day, which increases the burden on the family, and every time you say that you practice qi, you have to suck it up. Even the war spirit is not much left. ”

"I think, you are the bad guy, otherwise you wouldn't have absorbed my battle qi every day, making me hover up and down the first level, stopping, disappointing my family and disappointing my teacher!"

"What do you know!", the Ringwraith scoffed, "the more honorable people are, the less they can believe the goodness they show. You have to understand a truth, child, the pursuit of the goal is the only unchanging truth in any world. If he is good to you, he must have something to ask for, and no one will be kind to others for no reason, even those Buddhas...... You can understand that being your priests is not selfless in being kind to the common people and helping those in need. It can only be said that their purpose is more noble, to prove their faith, to verify their piety. ”

"So, kid, you have to remember. A person is always good to you with some kind of purpose, don't forget!"

Bennick's legs and feet were numb, he was already a little tired by this time, and he shook the ambition on his shoulders, and the burden that would hardly become a burden became heavy at this time. He retorted with a sneer, "Then you mean that my parents are good to me and have a purpose. ”

The ring on his chest shook for a while, and his spiritual power drilled into his brain like silk, "Of course, they want you to become a talent, they want you to have a bright future, they want you to be filial to them, and let them live a good life." He didn't know how to refute, and he faintly felt that what the ring spirit said was not unreasonable, and the ring spirit continued: "You are still too young now, if you can live for thousands of years like me, and see the humanity in the three thousand red dusts, you will find that people are born with purpose. ”

"Didn't you say that the nobleman of Wren is a good man? I can give you a small warning, don't get caught, or you'll end up badly. ”

......

The words of the ringing spirit were confirmed at this time, and a ridiculous feeling arose in his heart, that everything he knew was false, including the love of his parents, and that everything was based on an illusory benefit! He gritted his teeth and ran forward with his head down, and the man behind him also ran quickly.

Thanks to the cultivation of the Ring Spirit and the Academy, although the level of battle qi has not increased, and the so-called qi has not been condensed into a group, his body has really been strengthened enough. Of course, this may also have something to do with the fact that his appetite has become excellent and his belly has become extremely large. While panting, he ran quickly, and the man behind him was like his shadow, inseparable.

"No, you can't drag it out like this, I don't know if there is a spell or something in your world that can transmit messages for thousands of miles, I just think about the worst-case scenario, if you don't get rid of this person, I'm afraid your end will be very tragic. The frequency of the vibration of the ring spirit is getting higher and higher, and the invasion of spiritual power has also changed from intermittent to a maintained link. "Find a way to kill him, if you don't kill him, you can't run away. ”

"Killing? How do I kill? I don't even have a decent weapon right now!", Bernick looked back as he ran. The man followed him closely, still keeping his distance, "Besides, I can't get close to him, he stops when I stop, and if I get close to him, he runs away, how can I kill him?

An obscure spiritual fluctuation erupted from the ring, and after a while, the ring spirit connected to Bennick's spirit world again, this time the ring spirit's tone seemed to be a little weak, "There is a dirt slope in front, you can ambush behind the dirt slope, the guy behind you looks like a veteran, he will climb the dirt slope from the front, and then it will be your chance." ”

Bernick is only fifteen, sixteen or seventeen years old, where has he experienced such a thing, this age is often the age of rebellion, but also the age of obedience. He gritted his teeth and immediately ran in the direction the Ringwraith had directed. There was a small hill-like dirt slope in the place where he came into view, and it was only a dozen meters high, so he gave up running wildly on the official road and ran directly up the dirt slope and disappeared from the sight of the tracker. The stalker sped up sharply, and the moment he rushed to the top of the break, he saw Bernick crawling on the ground.

The stalker's heart shuddered as he watched a burst of white light burst from Bernick's hand. At this time, the two were too close, and the stalker hurriedly jumped backwards for a distance, rolled on the ground, half-squatted on the ground, and a dagger fell into his hand. The dagger was more than half a foot long, and the blade spat coldly, and the stalker sneered and just wanted to retreat to avoid a head-on confrontation with Bennik, but Benik took the initiative to attack instead.

He fixed his gaze, and the white light was a whitish stone.

Bernick had a stick in his hand, one end of the stick was sharpened, and with the explosive force of the animal-like explosion on all fours and at the same time, the whole person formed an angle to the ground, and slammed into the stalker, stabbing the wooden thorn in his hand at the same time. If this thorn is stabbed correctly, I'm afraid half of my life will be lost. The stalker fell backwards with both feet and flew out, the tip of the stick aimed at his heart, impartially.

One person is retreating, one person is chasing, and the offense and defense change instantly. Bernick obeyed the teachings of the spirit of the ring, and once he made a move, he had to stop the opponent's action, and I am afraid that it would be difficult to get rid of this man. The two have been battling each other for several rounds in a matter of moments, with wins and losses.

There are those who are fit to be generals, who command thousands of armies without the slightest mistake, those who are suited to be scholars, who have infinite knowledge to approach the truth, and those who are suited to battle.

Fighting is probably one of the only behaviors that cannot be achieved by "learning", it is a stage that belongs to those who have talent, and only those who have excellent talent can go to the end.

Bennick is that kind of person.

His keen sense of smell for battle can increase his destructive power exponentially, and he suddenly slammed the wooden stick in his hand towards the other party, the man seemed to have known such a move, and immediately bit a part of the wooden stick with the mouth of the dagger, and before he could make any further movements, Bernick's toes had already been deeply inserted into the dirt. The muscles in his waist and abdomen and thighs contracted violently, and he kicked forward hard. The surface of the soil had already melted into the sand under the extreme heat, and in an instant, a stream of sand shot into the stalker's face.

The man was startled, and hurriedly retreated as he crossed his hands to block the door, and closed his eyes tightly, for fear that his eyes would be fascinated by the sand.

At this moment, Bernick threw the wooden stick in his hand, and swirled the wooden stick with wind pressure and slammed it into the stalker's arm, his eyes were closed at this time, and the sand hit his face, he couldn't see the situation in front of him, he only thought that it was Bernick's turn with a stick, and he swung the dagger in his hand with his guess, causing the middle door to open wide.

The moment the sand fell from his face, he opened his eyes.

I saw that Bernick had jumped high, his calves curled up, and his knees pressed down hard against him.

With a bang, the stalker was ridden by Bernick, and the impact of the weight of his body and the speed of the fall made the stalker's eyes black, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Kill him!", the Ringwraith roared wildly, with a neurotic pathology, "Quick, kill him!"

Bennick hesitated, but in the end he didn't listen to the Ringwraith. He reached for the stick that had fallen to the side, and with a flicker of suppressed mania in his eyes, he rounded the stick and struck it on the stalker's head. The violent impact darkened the eyes of the already injured stalker, his brain dizzy, and a nausea desire to vomit rose. He retched and fell to the ground limp.

In the simplest terms, this is a severe concussion.

Glancing at the stalker, Bernick picked up his package and ran quickly into the distance.

"Why don't you kill him?", the Ringwraith asked, "You're leaving yourself in big trouble, he's not dead yet, he can show the way for others, and if there are still pursuers, you won't be able to run away." ”

Bernick pursed his lips, "He didn't want to kill me, so I won't kill him either." ”

"Childish!"

"Stupid!"

"The kindness of a woman!"

"You're going to kill yourself, and you're going to kill me!", the Ringwraith roared, but it couldn't shake the last shred of Bernick's insistence. (To be continued.) )