The cold wind was bleak, the moonlight was white, sprinkled on the ground, and at the staircase of the apartment building, Teng Yunfei smoked a cigarette and stared into the distance.

At 3 a.m., it was chilly.

"The weak is a spider without a mournful voice, because the strong can't hear it, after stepping on the ants, the ants make a sad sound, maybe you are a little stronger, in the last moment, a very strong obsession, I feel it."

A cigarette butt ran into the night sky, Teng Yunfei got up and walked, and finally glanced back at the place on the fifth floor of the apartment building.

"Goodbye spider, sure enough, I still don't want to go back to the past, I don't want to go back anymore, so please, don't run out again."

With a bang, Teng Yunfei slapped on his head, and his stiff face gradually began to heat up.

There are still 12,100 faith coins left in the account, and the wound has recovered, and only 100 faith coins have been deducted as a price, but the most important thing now is that there is a clause in the contract that the damage to the equipment and weapons will be compensated according to 3 times the lowest price in the market.

"That's not enough faith coins to pay."

And now the most important thing is that on the public screen of the system, congratulations to the garbage collector guild for opening the belief in the god of withering.

The God of Withered, one of the 13 gods and demons.

This is Wu Ziqing's purpose, this orange high-level task, orange withered stone.

In a wilderness, there is no wind, the sky is gray, Wu Ziqing stands quietly in the open space, and the interpreter stands behind him.

"Why did it pass?"

"The end of the spider, killed by Thin Ice, or that monster, but ........"

Wu Ziqing smiled, paused, and the interpreter leaned over.

"I'll kill you in the end, in front of that monster."

"Correct."

As if waiting for something to come, Wu Ziqing's eyes were joyful and his face was excited.

"I really didn't expect that spider guy to have such a strong heart, and the last moment of glowing would allow me to get the orange blightstone so quickly."

The actor sneered.

At the beginning, Wu Ziqing got the note, and he didn't plan to go over, but the mission goal changed, and the ID of the faintly flickering spider joined the mission goal, and the purple blighted stone could be obtained.

Immediately Wu Ziqing understood that the most important link was the withering of the heart, which was the will of the withering god, and in the years of wandering around in this task, Wu Ziqing had tried various methods.

"Why did that monster guy let you pass?"

"I don't know, it's just that the monster I saw at the time had a terrifying expression, maybe he wanted to prove something, but all this has nothing to do with me, the god of withering is coming."

As Wu Ziqing spoke, the entire space began to vibrate, this was the guild space of the garbage recycling center, and there were no facilities except for a gathering place at the farthest point.

The rumbling sound continued, the sky began to darken, and the smile on Wu Ziqing's face became even more excited.

A hint of tick tick.

The god of withering, descending ........

With a snort, a black mist fell from the sky in an instant, hitting the ground, and the black room scattered, Wu Ziqing and the interpreter immediately raised their hands, and a suffocating sense of oppression came to their faces.

A flash of red light, and in a dense black mist not far away, a human face appeared, with eyes and mouth, red eyes, and a white mouth.

"Believer, now I grant you the will to wither."

Wu Ziqing immediately walked over and half-knelt on the ground, the interpreter watched quietly, a black mist wrapped around the surface of Wu Ziqing's body, and he laughed excitedly.

"The strongest power, already obtained, before entering the senior group."

Little by little, the black fog dissipated, and everything was restored, a very brief ceremony, but immediately the system had a hint that the task of establishing the Temple of the Blighted God appeared, and an intermediate guild was required, and a long list of needed items was listed below.

Wu Ziqing looked at it carefully, and at this time he felt something strange in his body, he immediately ripped off his clothes, and he didn't know when there was something similar to a tattoo on his chest, and it was making a sizzling sound.

The god of withering. Engraving

The pattern of a dead tree.

Wu Ziqing squatted on the ground, picked up a stone, held it in the palm of his hand, and as soon as his mind moved, the stone in his hand began to turn gray and black little by little, and then gradually cracked, and finally turned into black pieces.

"See no, that's all that a higher level of faith brings."

The interpreter didn't speak, but felt very uncomfortable, the Wu Ziqing in front of him had completely changed, and he was no longer the Wu Ziqing he was three years ago, as if he had been enslaved by something, both physically and mentally.

Qingzi, you are not a real strong man, so far, among the believers I have seen in my eyes, only that monster is a real strong man.

There was a slight sound, and Chu Meng immediately woke up.

"Yunfei."

There was a figure in the room, it was Teng Yunfei, but he didn't respond and sat directly on the chair opposite the bed.

"Yunfei, are you hungry, there is still something left, why don't you eat first."

The light turned on, Chu Meng blinked, and immediately laughed happily, becoming normal, Teng Yunfei on the other side was still as reassuring and gentle as ever.

"Hurry up and go to sleep, it's almost 4 o'clock."

After eating and drinking and resting for a few hours, Chu Meng no longer felt tired, but was worried about Teng Yunfei, she got up and walked over to hold the hot water kettle, intending to make tea for Teng Yunfei, who looked tired.

"I'm sorry, Yunfei's equipment is damaged, I ......."

"It's fine if you're okay."

Chu Meng's cheeks were hot, and he mumbled, and the chill in his heart was instantly dispelled, as if it was about to melt.

But immediately Chu Meng's face sank, if she used her equipment to resist that day, it would not have become the present, the spider was not strong.

With a click, Teng Yunfei lit a cigarette and smiled gently.

"Just face everything, Xiaomeng, don't have to make choices for things you don't want to do, even if you are helpless, just stick to yourself, don't let cruelty swallow up your kindness."

"If it were you, what would you do, Yunfei?"

Teng Yunfei exhaled a puff of smoke and shook his head.

"Maybe like you, give up resistance, but ........"

Teng Yunfei didn't continue, and chose to be silent.

In the early morning, in the private estate of District 6 at the bottom of the northwest, a layer of mist floated on the lawn, and a man stood in the mist, trembling, with a touch of fear on his face, and he held a letter in his hand.

"Things are put down, and you can go."

In the loudspeaker, the voice of the surgical angel came out, and immediately the person at the door put down the envelope, a touch of green appeared, and he ran quickly.

The sun's rays dispelled the fog, and at 8 o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on the door of the psychic operating room, and the surgical angel held a letter in his hand, followed by a bloody pupil with an angry face.

The psychic operating room holds a spoon and stirs it in a coffee cup.

"It's a garbage collector, and I hope you can join our guild as a guild."

"Huh? Is there something wrong with you? Doctors, those scumbags, also want to follow us, don't laugh at the dead. ”

The soul operating room didn't say a word, there was a smile in his eyes, he was in a good mood, he saw it yesterday, the third technique 9, Teng Yunfei's kid really lived up to his expectations, and in the third battle, he cut down the evaluation of technique 9.

"They've started a high-level belief in the God of Withered."

The pupil of blood clasped his hands dissatisfied, and the blast walked in, pushing the pupil of blood away.

"It's the Tianfang Ocean, I want to invite the old man to go over to the banquet, on the Haiyue."

"It's just luck."

The Blood Pupil muttered discontentedly, and the Surgical Angel smiled and threw the letter in the trash.

"Old man, I'll go over as a pioneer first to see what those guys in the Heavenly Scales Ocean want to do!"

The surgical angel turned and walked as he spoke, picking up the letter and glancing at it.

"The quality is okay, old man, why don't I go over and see ........ group of boys"

"There's no need, the belief of the God of Withering is not the kind of kid who hides behind the scenes, he can bear it, slender arms and arms can't be crossed, get ready, old friends I haven't seen for a long time, I have to bring a generous gift."

Just then, a figure burst in, dressed in a wide black robe, with a hood that almost covered the head, and a black veil.

"Old man, the Heavenly Ocean also invited a witch, a brilliant life, and a war spirit."

Suddenly, the eyes of the blood widened and he gritted his teeth.

"Don't get excited, your blood pressure has been a little high recently, pay attention, eat less sweet and greasy things, this is for the sake of your health."

The surgical angel said, the blood pupil blinking.

"Your urine told me."

"You perverted doctor."

The psychic operating room stood up, took the crutches, and trembled slightly with one hand.

"Be ready for war."

In an instant, the faces of everyone in the room changed, and the surgical angel, who had always been smiling, turned around, his white coat flew away, and he disappeared into the aisle in an instant.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Teng Yunfei and Chu Meng drove a brand-new M9 towards their home.

spent nearly 4 million to let Lin Yuchao help him get an identical M9, and did some tricks in the transportation system, the owner of this car is Zhang Jin, the previous car has almost been scrapped, Lin Yuchao has taken it back, and said that he will ask an acquaintance to help repair it.

"Yunfei, I almost forgot, that crow guy is still at home."

Teng Yunfei smiled and nodded.

"Go back and get a good dinner."

Under Teng Yunfei's apartment, there stood a man with white hair, a loose white cardigan, a pair of black leather pants, and two sword-shaped black earrings hanging from his ears.

The face is handsome and resolute, with a muscular body and a soft smile like the wind on his lips.

ID God of War, President of the War Spirit Guild.