Everyone has a story, and every story can be written into a book.

There are joys and hardships in the book, like the ups and downs of the five flavors of grains...... When people are happy, they are unwilling and don't want to forget, and this memory is deeply remembered, while the memory of hardship and pain makes people want to throw it out of their minds, but they often see it when they dream at night.

Some people are good at telling their own fate, so their storybooks can be unimaginably thick, while others have only a few simple pieces of paper.

Only those who have experienced life and death will tell their stories to others comfortably, because it is passion and blood, full of energy.

And some people who have been hurt and deeply burned in their hearts, they want to be able to hide their fears, fears, and even their own lives.

And Yue'er's story is the book that can't be thinner, because she knows that her story only needs her to know, and she also knows that her story can't be written into a book.

She is willing to be a transparent person so that she does not see her pain.

She also tried to be transparent, but when a familiar feeling appeared to her again, she was exposed. It was a feeling of being protected, and she often felt that feeling from her father—of course, only a long, long time ago.

Because she is also human, she will also be happy and sad.

Yue'er cried, crying very much.

She didn't cry loudly, she didn't tremble and sob, and she didn't cry with a painful expression. She could only cry, tears like raindrops, falling one after another.

At this moment, the tears were sweet, because Yue'er's heart felt the feeling of being protected again.

And at this moment, tears were also bitter, because she also knew that her father was no longer able to protect her - her father had been dead for a long time.

At this moment, Yue'er was like a little girl, crying non-stop.

She endured it for a long time, and she endured it for a long time. In order to escape from the slaughtered family territory, she disguised herself as a merchant and infiltrated a caravan, and the caravan was later sacked by bandits and taken captive to the cottage, and was later rescued and joined by a mercenary team that attacked the cottage.

After spending a month or two in a mercenary group, she was coveted by the son of the leader of the mercenary group and coveted her beauty, and she had no choice but to escape from the mercenary group and wander outside, and then she was used as a human slave and entered the human slave market.

The slave market was a place where all the animals were feat, and all that was eaten there was the leftovers of others, and on the first day, Yue'er did not eat, and the next day she did not eat - because she did not have the courage to eat the filthy leftovers. Until the fifth day, she chose to eat the meals of those human slaves, which was seriously life-threatening.

Take a bite and spit out, but she had to eat.

She ate the meal with tears in her eyes, and she vividly remembered that her tears had completely softened the stiff rice. That's bitter, and it's counted.

A month later, she was exiled to the large market of human slaves, and later after several twists and turns, she came to the huge army of human slaves before.

She tried to escape with the help of the large army of human slaves, but when she saw the bright red blood flowing in front of her, she held back.

She is the only hope for her family, and the only one for her family's revenge, and she can't fall.

It was originally a flower-like time, but she endured all the hardships and tasted the sour and bitterness.

At this moment, she couldn't hold back any longer, and she would drain all the tears of her life here.

Everyone has tears, and everyone has feelings, so they will cry and be painful.

Tears were like rivers, wetting Chen Zifeng's shoulders.

Chen Zifeng panicked, even though he was the master of a generation of geniuses and a sect, but at this moment he was still panicked. What he couldn't stand the most was a woman's tears.

Women are the most mysterious creatures because you don't know why she sheds tears. A woman is also the most troublesome creature, because she will cry for three days and three nights over a trivial matter.

"Miss-don't-don't cry. ”

Chen Zifeng didn't know why the girl he was carrying suddenly started crying.

"I want to live. ”

The girl finally stopped her tears, but her sweet voice was full of determination at this time.

Chen Zifeng was stunned.

"I want to live, I don't want to die. ”

The girl's voice rang out again.

Chen Zifeng glanced at the girl slightly, and the girl's eyes were full of tenacity and unwillingness.

After a long time, Chen Zifeng nodded slowly.

"Well—I'll live, and you'll live. ”

"Thank you—"

"No thanks. ”

"And—"

"What's the matter?" Chen Zifeng had a headache, he was a teenager who couldn't guess a woman's mind at all.

"Can you change your position, you carry me like this-I-I-I feel very uncomfortable-"

“――”

Chen Zifeng and the girl both blushed.

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With his feet like the wind, Chen Zifeng's figure is like a cheetah.

But his heart was trembling more and more, because the oppression behind him was getting bigger and bigger, and he knew that the guy with the handsome face that made people have to be jealous of him was getting closer and closer to him.

Now Chen Zifeng doesn't expect the guy Mu Luo in the living ring anymore, he misses Xiaobai.

Although Xiaobai looks stupid and has no IQ, Xiaobai will definitely run desperately with him at this time. It's not like Mu Luo, who dropped the chain at a critical moment.

Because Mu Luo has completely controlled Xiao Bai's body, even Xiao Bai's consciousness in the state of Warcraft is still Mu Luo's consciousness.

Therefore, Xiaobai, who used to fight side by side with Chen Zifeng, has died.

Because Mu Luo is now in a state of Warcraft, Mu Luo can hide in the living ring and quietly Erlang's legs to watch the play, but Yue'er is a human and cannot be thrown into the living ring.

So now Chen Zifeng has one more burden.

But fortunately, the burden on Chen Zifeng's back is relatively light, although it will affect Chen Zifeng's speed, but it will not affect it too much.

"It's coming. ”

Chen Zifeng's face suddenly changed.

Whew!

Chen Zifeng turned his head and saw a white figure in the distance behind him gradually approaching him.

"Faster, faster!"

Chen Zifeng's spiritual power was running to the extreme, and his speed was also exerted to the extreme, but the white-clothed figure was still getting closer and closer.

Rumble!

Chen Zifeng casually shook a fist-sized sphere, and when the ball was thrown to the ground, it suddenly exploded and instantly emitted thick black smoke, and the black smoke looked even more gloomy in this already dark forest.

However, when the black smoke explodes, all trees that are touched by the black smoke will wither rapidly.

It was Chen Zifeng who asked Gu Wanli to go to the Black Fog Mountain in Gefeng County, that is, Chen Zifeng, Ghost Hand and the Blood Gate went to the poison gas peak to extract toxins, and added some unique poisons to refine them into poison balloons. These poisonous balloons are extremely toxic, but they are also very troublesome to refine, so Chen Zifeng's savings are not too much. But at this time, he had to get out of those treasures one by one for his own life.

The poison of these poisonous balloons is fierce, but Chen Zifeng knows that these things will definitely not cause much harm to the guy behind him, and Chen Zifeng does not dare to hope for it, he just hopes to buy him some time.

Chen Zifeng's poison balloon still had some use, and in the area where the poison balloon exploded, the man in white did not involve it but bypassed it.

"It worked—"

Chen Zifeng smiled in his heart, and then threw out a poison gas balloon.

What Chen Zifeng didn't know was that although these poisonous gases were highly toxic, they were no threat to the man in white, and the reason why the man in white avoided it was only because he had a serious habit of cleanliness.

The poison balloon successfully bought Chen Zifeng some time, but the distance between Chen Zifeng and the man in white was slowly narrowed.

Chen Zifeng threw the poison balloon and threw it happily, and the man in white behind him also chased it happily.

In the eyes of the man in white, Chen Zifeng is a clown, and the man in white is playing with Chen Zifeng as a clown at this time.

"It's almost time. ”

The extremely handsome face of the man in white showed a gentle smile, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the face of a woman who saw that a woman loved and saw that became stupid was full of sunshine.

There is no doubt that this is a beautiful man who is full of warmth in people's hearts. At the same time, a ruthless killer.

The killing accident was released, and the face of the man in white was instantly filled with a sense of slaughter.

What used to be a small warm fire has now become a 3,000-foot block of ice frozen for thousands of miles.

Bang!

The trees under the feet of the man in white exploded in an instant, turning into powder.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

One tree after another burst open at this time, and the figure of the man in white blasted towards Chen Zifeng's back heart like a ray of light.

"Not good. ”

Chen Zifeng felt the tremor in his heart and turned around instantly, the five-star light appeared instantly, and the light of the Luo Feng Sword was also instantly densely spread in front of him, the Soul Devouring Flute appeared on his left hand, and a huge shield instantly hung in front of Chen Zifeng.

Rumble!

Chen Zifeng felt the violent churning of his body, and a powerful force passed through the shield, through his sword defense, and also seemed to pass through his body.

His head was buzzing, his hearing was completely lost in an instant, and his ears were completely empty of sound waves. Not only his hearing, but his eyes were completely blind, and his body was no longer feeling anything.

He felt like he was dead—

Bang bang bang!

Two figures slammed into the bushes behind them, knocking down an unknown number of trees, and then fell silent after the sound of the trees falling.

The man in white slowly emerged from the darkness, a handkerchief wiping his hands as white as jade.

The man in white looked not far away, his face slightly surprised.

"Oh—still alive?"