"I'm not in danger right now, and it may be even more dangerous for you to follow me."

That's why Alvin racked his brains.

The veteran and the little soldier looked firm: "We swear to follow Lord Alvin to the death!" ”

"I really can't help it, I ......"

"We swear to follow Lord Alvin to the death!"

"I ......"

"We swear to follow Lord Alvin to the death!"

"You two don't want to be repeaters, okay?"

"We swear to follow ......"

"Okay! Yes! Yes! As long as you don't say any more. ”

Alvin surrendered.

Well, then...... Whether you survive or not depends on your life.

However, Alvin thought about it, if he could escape from Blackstone Pass and come here, he would not die, and they would also tell their fortunes.

Maybe...... Hehe.

Don't be so optimistic!

A voice rang in my head.

It's the little guy with the halo on his head.

Don't be pessimistic!

The red little man with a small fork retorted.

Alvin waved his hand, and the two villains disappeared.

Well, follow me.

Alvin wanted to take them back to the camp directly, but after thinking about it, the mischievous psychology suddenly appeared, so he had to let the chicken basilisk find a few places where the monsters gathered, and vented well.

He thought that he would definitely scare the veteran and the little soldier into retreating, but he didn't want it to be counterproductive, and the two of them longed to fight the little monster with Alvin.

"But I'm not Ultraman! I don't believe in light! ”

Alvin smiled bitterly in his heart.

After sending the two back to the camp, regardless of their surprised expressions, Alvin threw down the man and ran.

"No, I'm still not ready."

Alvin walked out of the camp again.

"I'm a good person! I'm going to save the world! ”

"What's the world about me? I'm just here to play. Love is not dead! It's better to die! ”

"This world is just a dream of Brahma! Wake up and you're done! ”

"No, I can't watch them die."

Alvin's mind was already in a mess, his mind was too chaotic to ask for some blank space.

So he walked out of the camp alone and into the forest.

He wanted to be quiet.

Who is Jingjing?

Silence is the interrogation room when you torture your own mind.

Silence is not in a silent world, but you are there, and no one pays attention to you.

One switch, two railroad tracks, on top of which were five people on one side and one person on the other.

Which way do you want the upcoming train to go?

Alvin became the one who pulled the turnout.

But did anyone ever think that there were still people on the train.

Who is guilty in this world? And who is really innocent?

Alvin played with two stones he had picked up from the ground.

True indifference is not not not caring about what is happening in this world, but no longer caring about things that have nothing to do with you.

Everything is only from the perspective of interests, and everything is only measured by interests.

When he suddenly realized that there was nothing in his hand, Alvin woke up and saw a hand of stone powder, and he realized that he had just unconsciously ground two hard stones into stone powder.

He gently blew on the remaining stone dust on his hands.

It's time to make a decision.

No matter what the outcome is, make your own choice.

The path of life is a series of choices that make up the trajectory.

When you stop choosing, life is over.

So, go with your own plan.

"Who has not died since ancient times?"

Alvin smiled, laughing with bitterness, bitterness with tears, tears streaming down his face.

A gust of wind blew, and although it was cold, it was not chilling.

The gloom in Alvin's heart seemed to have been blown away by this wind.

But a part of the heart turned into ice.

When Alvin reappeared in front of the shadow, the shadow knew that Alvin had made up his mind.

"I see."

The shadow turned around and was about to leave.

"No, you wait, you know what, you go?"

Alvin tried to stop the shadow.

The shadow's body shook like a ripple, and as soon as Alvin's eyes flickered, the shadow had already gone far away.

"You're getting a little old."

The shadow didn't look back, just threw down the words.

Alvin touched his face: "Am I old?" No way, how young am I? ”

……

Alvin has been busy for the past two days, and now he is idle all of a sudden, but he is particularly uncomfortable.

So he went to see Aya and Aqi training the demon scorpion.

I didn't think it was, it was even more boring.

Aya and Aqi's method of training the demon scorpion is simple but cannot be imitated.

One of the two of them transforms to communicate directly with the demon scorpion, and the other plays the bone flute to train the demon scorpion's reaction.

This method is even more tedious than studying conditioning.

After not looking at it for a while, Alvin became sleepy.

Just as Alvin was about to go back to his tent to catch up on sleep, a soldier from the Godslayer suddenly came to report to him.

An old man came from outside and said he wanted to see Alvin.

Alvin was a little confused.

At this time, are there still people who have fled from the interior of the kingdom to this precarious place?

Isn't it stupid?

But how did a fool find here?

Alvan was a bold man, and only after making sure that the visiting old man had no one else with him, and that he looked weak, did he have the old man brought to see him.

"Could it be that some guy who can't take care of the weapon in his crotch slept with the old man's fat daughter?"

Alvin thought viciously that he had seen a lot of ancient oil paintings in the West, and the female characters in them were all plump and ugly, probably because of the different aesthetic concepts of the East and the West.

"It's really three years in the army, and the sow is a sable cicada."

However, when an old man in good spirits was brought to him, he knew that things were not so simple.

The old man's dress was not outstanding, on the contrary, it was very low-key, no different from other ordinary old men that Alvin had seen in this era, but the two deep pupils that had passed through the years made Alvin sure that this old man was not simple, especially what the old man was holding in his hands.

"Pretender?!"

Alvin's eyes widened.

This is Miss Garrig's personal belongings!

Wearing this garter-like magic item transforms the wearer into a beautiful woman who is not very beautiful.

Men and women, young and old.

It's just that this magic prop has been with Miss Garrig all the time! How did it get into the hands of the old man?

"Young master, this is what my young lady gave me to prove my identity. Can you trust me now? My name is Mark. ”

Mark had a confident look on his face, and he knew that what the young lady had told him could not be wrong.

"Just hold it and he'll believe you."

These were the words of the young lady when she handed over the pretender to herself as she was leaving.

"I can trust you, but I don't even know where she is, how do you know? How is she now? All right? ”

Mark nodded: "Miss is very good, as for how I know her location, that's a matter for the Garig family, after all, Miss's father still has some strength." ”

A vague figure immediately appeared in Alvin's mind, after all, he had never seen Master Garig.

"And why are you here?"

Alvin raised his doubts.

Mark Zhengse said: "Young master, I was ordered to help you. ”

Alvin looked at the old man with limbs as thin as bean sprouts, and secretly thought to himself, "Help me? Look at the way you look, if you can keep panting, I will burn high incense. I don't ask for your help. ”

Mark seemed to hear Alvin's heart.

"Young master, I brought you an army!"

This sentence made Alvin's eyes almost pop out: "What? Army? ”

Really?

This unsightly old man brought himself an army?