Ling Feng pondered in this endless abyss, thinking, except for himself, this environment like a black curtain, nothing, nothing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Is that Ling Feng really himself? Will he really become the bloody killing of that Ling Feng? People can change, and Ling Feng also knows this, but he doesn't want to, doesn't want to, and doesn't dare to believe what that guy said. Maybe it's just a dream, and when I wake up, the world is still so "beautiful", and I still want to be the hero surrounded by beautiful women.

Ling Feng was tired and limp on the ground, and his limbs were weak.

Render a "big" word on the ground. The little devil also changed into its original form, the demon form. This little thing sat in front of Ling Feng's eyes, with his back to Ling Feng, as if he was angry, or a boyfriend and girlfriend were arguing, and the girl turned her back to the boy angrily, ignoring it. "Ling Feng, what do you think, the demon is your girlfriend, this guy is a demon full of male hormones, if it should be a little angel!" Ling Feng thought stupidly, turned sideways and smiled slightly.

"Hey, little devil, why didn't you promise me when you called you just now. Ling Feng wanted to poke the little bastard with his fingers, but he was already too tired.

The outstretched arm was spread on the ground again. Tired, the wounds all over the body are painful to speak, and they look extremely tired. Ling Feng had slashed knife wounds and bullet wounds on his body at this time, but none of them hit the vital point. It was his last knife that pierced the stomach of that "Ling Feng".

The little devil still had his back to Ling Feng.

"Hey, little devil. Why are you dumb!" Ling Feng asked, "I'm starting to get sick again, come and hit me!" Ling Feng began to provoke the little devil again.

The little devil still had his back to Ling Feng, and he didn't speak or look back.

Ling Feng trembled and got up, sat on the ground and gently tapped the little devil's shoulder with his fingers. "Hey, little devil, are you sick?"

The little devil finally turned his head and said with a gloomy face, "Yes, I'm sick, I'm back." ”

The little devil has changed, he has become the "Ling Feng", his body is still the body of the little devil, and his head is also the head of the little devil, but his face has changed, he has become "Ling Feng", and his black eyes are staring at Ling Feng in a daze. He smiled hideously, like a hungry wolf.

"I'm you, you can't kill me, unless you really die, of course in reality, you die, haha. ”

This strange picture made Ling Feng shout.

"Ahh

Ling Feng, who was outside the dream realm, opened his eyes suddenly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that he was still dreaming. But his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. Ling Feng felt that his head was like a pillow full of soft down, very comfortable. It's not like sleeping on the ground that's as hard as iron at all.

Ling Feng just wanted to get up.

"You're awake. It was still a familiar and affectionate cry, Shi Yin said with a wink of Shui Ling's eyes.

"Shi Yin!" Ling Feng's black pupils reflected Shi Yin's smiling eyes. "Why are you here?" Ling Feng rested his head on Shi Yin's lap.

"I've always been here. Shi Yin paused, "No, I've been following Ah Feng all the time." Ah Feng, you've been following you since you first started running. Shi Yin rubbed Ling Feng's face and said.

Ling Feng sat up in surprise, his waist straight, like a fountain pen. Ling Feng found that he was on the "knee pillow" just now, no wonder he felt so comfortable. Shi Yin was sitting on a long yellow chair.

All passers-by cast envious glances, and even in Ling Feng's opinion, envy was mixed with jealousy.

"Shiyin, thank you!" Ling Feng said.

"Thank you?" Shi Yin held his chin in his hands and stared at the pedestrians coming and going, some were civilians dressed in ordinary clothes, some were nobles in gorgeous clothes, and some were knights in heavy armor. These people are like guinea pigs in a cage. Just live for the sake of living.

Ling Feng thought about it, what to thank, why did he say thank you. "Thank you for the thighs from when I was the pillow. Ling Feng touched the back of his head and said with a smile. Ling Feng explained the "knee pillow" as it was.

Shi Yin put his hand on the chair again, looked at the sky blankly, and said, "Ah Feng, you were so brave just now! Shi Yin looked up at the sky, "But, Ah Feng, why didn't you kill that knight named Clio just now?" He's trying to kill you!" Shi Yin's tone suddenly turned cold. “

"Didn't he kill me?" Ling Feng thought to himself, Shi Yin, that was a living life! Although Ling Feng chased those dramas all year round, especially the kind of dramas that would kill many people in one episode. Ling Feng admires those heroes who open up at every turn, and he once fantasized about becoming such a male protagonist.

But if the killing power is really in the hands of a teenager who has never experienced anything. Will he still kill?

"Ah Feng. Your gentleness is of no use in this world, where there are not only orcs, but also things more dangerous than orcs. Shi Yin said. "Is it human nature?" Ling Feng asked, "Well, yes, it's like if you didn't fight hard just now, you might be killed by Clio." Cleo is the kind of person who steps on the soles of his feet when he sees someone weaker than himself, and those who are stronger than himself will show the appearance of a villain. So human nature is very complicated. Shi Yin's face was solemn.

"But, Shiyin, you know that I don't belong to this world, and you have to give me a little time to change my worldview. I can't change all of a sudden. And when I don't have a gentle voice, I just haven't gotten used to it for a while. Ling Feng said in a low voice.

Ling Feng also had a general understanding of this world, and as the little devil said, he might harm himself. Because Ling Feng sees a lot of protagonists, because of his indecisiveness, he not only harms himself, but also harms his partner and heroine. Ling Feng was convinced of this. Gentle or something.,It's useless.,It's like what a male protagonist said.。

But Ling Feng couldn't abandon his original worldview all at once. It is not possible to kill orcs or humans as calmly as Shine.

"Also, Shi Yin just said that if I don't fight hard, I might be killed by that middle-level knight of Clio. I'm trying to say that I'm never going to be killed. Ling Feng said to Shi Yin with a smile. "Why?" asked Shi Yin.

"Because Shiyin didn't follow me all the time, how could he let me die. Ling Feng said with an innocent smile.

Shi Yin stared at Ling Feng, very relieved in his heart. Ling Feng is now a pure and immaculate white paper, but this white paper will eventually be blackened by this world. "It's been a long time since anyone trusted me so much. Shi Yin muttered.

"Master, you're so cheap!" said the little devil. "Cheap brother-in-law, by the way, little devil, have you ever seen another me?" Ling Feng asked.

"No, did you forget to eat the brain fragments again today, or did Jin Qila not eat, or Amway did not drink. Master, you are sick, you will not be sick if you don't take these fierce medicines for a day. The little devil said. "Don't you know the dream I just had?" "I don't know, I know what you think, but when you sleep. The heart is in a state of emptiness, so the spirit weapon does not know what the master has dreamed. "Oh! I had a dream just now, and that guy had a little demon too. Exactly the same as you. Ling Feng was full of joy, even if he had a dream that he shouldn't have, he wouldn't let the little devil know.

"Stop. I think you're terminally ill. I don't want to hear it. I'm gone! Call me when you need me. Bye. The little devil burrowed into Ling Feng's body again.

But there is another possibility, it is not a dream, it is actually happening.

"Ah Feng, look!" Shi Yin shouted to Ling Feng. Ling Feng looked in the direction that Shi Yin was pointing.

I saw a low-level knight, a knight in silver-gray armor, scolding at a merchant selling clothes and saying, "You guy, it's the first time you've sold clothes here." The low-ranking knight kicked over the clothes on the dwarf merchant's hanger. "I've told you a few times! No stalls are allowed under the imperial capital. You've said it a few times and it still doesn't work. The knight said, grabbing the dwarf merchant by the collar. "But why can they do business here? The merchant pointed to his peers on the side.

The knight put the merchant down and stretched out his hand.

The merchant understands what knights mean. "I ...... No. The merchant stammered. That's the difference between you and them. The knight said, "Don't get out of here yet." The Imperial Capital doesn't need your kind of garbage. The knight scolded.

The merchant picked up the knight's disrupted clothes and hurried away.

Ling Feng saw the scene in front of him. "Shiyin, do you want to teach that knight a lesson?" "No. I just let Feng know that this world is very realistic. If you don't become strong, you will be trampled under the feet of others, just like that businessman, you have no money, but you can still rely on your own strength to resist the oppression of others. Shi Yin said with a smile.

What is happening in front of you has nothing to do with you.

"yes, it's realistic everywhere. Ling Feng said. Ling Feng probably understood what Shi Yin meant. The knights here are the chengguan, and the commoners can only be oppressed. to be squeezed. But how much does all this have to do with yourself? As long as the people you know are safe and sound, what does it matter to you what other people do?

Ling Feng sometimes feels very conflicted, wants to be the hero's heart, and sometimes the thoughts of the little people fill his mind. But aren't people all contradictory?

Or that man himself is a collection of contradictions.

"Shi Yin, where are the teachers!" Ling Feng also ignored what was happening in front of him, which had nothing to do with him in the first place. "I'm going to the Colosseum, it's time now!" Shi Yin took Ling Feng's hand and got up to leave.

Along the way, Ling Feng still thought back to that shuddering dream, and his hair stood on end when he thought about it. Ling Feng was afraid that it wasn't a dream.