", hack him. ”

"I'm not afraid of death, get your heads ready!"

"Lao Tzu is indeed afraid of a lot of things, but now he is not afraid of anything. Come, fight!"

......

"Boom... Whew... Bang"

All kinds of noisy, invective, and the sound of weapons colliding constantly hit Wang Zhen's auditory nerves, and at this moment, Wang Zhen, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, and at this time he felt that he was in an exceptionally good state, not only physically, but also mentally.

Thinking back to everything that just happened, Wang Zhen couldn't help but feel a little confused, it seemed that those people and things were too unrealistic, but everything felt so real to him.

Just as he slowly began to recall those people and events, he unexpectedly found that it seemed that the things he had just experienced had been erased, as if those had never happened, as if he had just had a dream and slept beautifully.

Before he knew it, that memory had become a blank, and everything that had happened was no longer flashing in his mind.

So, the last scene before he fell unconscious came to his mind: a boy with a dagger covered in blood, he smiled weirdly, and the dagger in his hand kept sticking into the person under him. Although the man seemed to be dead, the boy still didn't stop.

The boy was Wang Zhen himself, and the person he killed with a dagger was Wang Daren, who threatened to eat the tip of his heart.

"How did I become like that?" Wang Zhen held his head with both hands, he didn't want to believe that the scene in his mind was real, but the more he didn't believe that the scene felt more real to him, so real that he could smell the blood.

Wang Zhen calmed down and carefully recalled everything that happened at the beginning. Slowly, the scenes that happened at that time reproduced in his mind like a movie, although he didn't know why he became like that at that time, but he clearly knew that those were definitely his own experience, because at this moment Wang Zhen was looking at himself in a mirror in this secret room, although there was no blood on his face, but the blood on his clothes was clearly there, all this was true.

Wang Zhen seemed reluctant to accept this fact, but he had to admit that these were true, and that Wang Daren died in his own hands.

"No, why did I become like that?" Wang Zhen wanted to find the answer, so he thought of Feng Feng, why is he here? It must be Grandpa Feng Feng who brought me back, Wang Zhen clearly remembered that before his consciousness and body were out of control, Feng Feng's voice sounded in his head: Kill him. All of this is definitely related to Feng Feng, right.

With the idea that all this had something to do with Feng Feng, Wang Zhen decided to find Feng Feng and ask what was going on.

With this in mind, he began to observe his surroundings. Hey, where is this? Why have I never seen it, I raised my head, there was a painting on the back wall of this secret room, it was a figure painting, Wang Zhen took a general look, there were about ten people on the painting.

Hey, when did you go to see the paintings? Thinking of this, Wang Zhen looked for the exit.

At this time, Wang Zhen, who had just found the exit, felt a burning sensation, and then the blood in his whole body boiled, and for a while, a faint force rose from his dantian and gradually spread to his whole body. Why is it a weak force, because this force is too weak compared to the energy fluctuations that permeate outside.

Soon, the burning feeling miraculously disappeared, and the power that was still in his body and the three openings gradually returned to the dantian, at this time Wang Zhen clearly felt that there was a small cyclone in his dantian, that is, the air pocket he had just condensed.

Although it was very strange, Wang Zhen had more important doubts to solve, so this little matter was quickly forgotten by him.

Finally walked out of this secret room, there was a pitch black underground at the door, Wang Zhen didn't care about this, when he raised his eyes, everything in front of him brought him an unparalleled sense of shock, everything in front of him was constantly impacting the child's visual nerve and psychological bottom line.

The originally ordinary small courtyard was like Shura Purgatory at this time, with corpses all over the ground, and their deaths were different in different forms. The corpse was littered with various parts of the human body, severed arms and stumps were everywhere, and the original color of the land was long gone, replaced by the color of blood, the color of blood that made the scalp tingle.

These are much greater than the shock that Wang Daren brought to Wang Zhen, it is hard to imagine how an untrained teenager would feel when he saw such a scene. At this time, Wang Zhen was exactly like this, and the emotions in his heart could not be described with simple words.

Is this true? Why is this happening? He asked himself over and over again in his heart, he didn't want to believe that these were true, but the pungent smell of blood made him have to believe everything in front of him, no matter how much he didn't want to believe it, but the facts are still facts, it is there, no matter what you think, it will never change a bit.

Not only is the tragic situation on the ground that Wang Zhen can't bear to look at, but even the two masters and uncles of Beichenwei and Xiao Kai, who Wang Zhen has always thought are kind, are now fighting like a killing god, their bodies are covered with blood and broken meat, and all kinds of weapons and martial arts are lifeless on the two of them, but the two of them did not flinch at all, in the face of enemies several times their own, they just did fighting, simply fighting.

Human life seemed to them like a mustard, their faces were expressionless, and their moves were fierce. In the face of those who are bent on their lives, they also have only one belief, to harvest each other's lives.

Is that the warrior he longs for? At this moment, Wang Zhen was shaken.

Could it be that the guardian must face killing? Wang Zhen was very puzzled.

At the beginning, Wang Zhen's purpose was very simple, he worshipped Lu Jun as a teacher, and the biggest reason why he wanted to become stronger through practice was out of curiosity, he was a child who had never been involved in the world and had a strong desire for knowledge about everything, and another reason was to fulfill his father's wish.

Truth be told, of these two reasons, it seems that intellectual curiosity is superior.

Later, after seeing the battle between his master Lu Jun and that demon clan, Wang Zhen felt that his belief in wanting to become a martial artist was even stronger, because he didn't want to be at the mercy of others, he had his own people to protect, and his belief was even stronger for these.

Then Lu Ce's disappearance made Wang Zhen's belief trump everything, he must become a warrior, he must become stronger, he must have the strength so that he can protect his relatives and friends around him, he does not want to experience separation, he does not want to be helpless again and again, only if he has strong enough strength, he can protect his relatives and friends from persecution, and only if he has strong strength can he ensure that his path is not controlled by others.

However, after experiencing the Wang Daren incident and all this in front of him, Wang Zhen was shaken. Is it necessary to break the protection and belief of others for the sake of one's own protection and faith?

If being a warrior is like this, then what can you do even if you have great strength? If you can take the lives of others, then others will not take your own lives one day? What is the point of your so-called protection?

He is a man after all, no, more accurately he is just a child, he is not a god. He can't bully other people for his own sake, he can't bear to do this, and he doesn't want to do this.

Everything in front of me is still happening, blood and shredded flesh are constantly splashing, and life after life is constantly flowing. No matter what Wang Zhen thinks, he can't change this. At such a time, Wang Zhen thought about the direction he was heading, and his eyes gradually became confused.

If his thoughts were known to Lu Jun and the others, maybe their first reaction would be to laugh, yes, they would laugh at Wang Zhen, they would laugh at Wang Zhen's innocence. But then they will also be relieved, because once upon a time, they also had such an innocent heart, but that was a long time ago. In the end, they will criticize and temper Wang Zhen, because if a warrior still has such a heart when he wanders the rivers and lakes, then he will die unclear and unclear, and he will even be used by people with intentions to sit down and do some irreparable wrongdoing.

Sometime many years later, Wang Zhen remembered today's wavering, and he smiled at that time. But he is not laughing at his own innocence, but at the ruthlessness of the years......

This time is the first time that Wang Zhen is confused in the slow long road, but it is definitely not the last, the road ahead is still very long, and what will happen in front is unpredictable.

Facts often teach us that when we are moving in the wrong direction, stopping is progress. However, did Wang Zhen's path choose the wrong one? Or was everything in his eyes too one-sided?