The light dimmed, and a man rolled over, yawning, and glanced at the person who had not yet rested.

"Brother Yufeng, you haven't slept yet? Telling your story again? ”

He muttered a little loudly, rubbing his eyes and getting up from the covers.

"How do you speak, Zhang Bo!" A man kicked his foot the leg of the man named Zhang Bo.

Zhang Bo rubbed his eyes, went to sleep, was kicked, and pouted and cut his mouth.

"Cut, you stupid fork will believe it!" Zhang Bo yawned again, rubbed his stomach heavily, got off the big bed of several people, and slowly went to the kettle next to him to pour water: "Can you believe the story?" Can you believe that I am still the emperor Lao Tzu! Boring. ”

"Zhang Bo, shut up, you!" The man patted the storyteller next to him and comforted: "Yu Feng, don't listen to his nonsense, how wonderful your story is...... Even if it's fake, it's fun...... It's their eyesight that can't see it. ”

"No, I'm terrible......"

Changyu Feng pulled the quilt and placed it on his waist.

He's so thin, so thin that he can't look like a man.

"Were you really killed by the Lynn you said you were talking about?" The man asked, and Chang Yufeng's eyes smiled comfortably.

"Yes." Chang Yufeng tilted his head, put his hand on the side of his face, and looked at the man quietly: "At the Izuku Conference, I didn't beat her...... Her demons got out of control and killed me by mistake......"

His voice was a little relieved, free and easy, quiet and a little lonely.

"No, I can't say that, it's just that I don't want to give up, it's more accurate to say that, I don't want to give up saving her, she doesn't want to give up saving her sisters, so, in the end, we fight for our lives."

"Ah...... If so, how did you end up here? Are you born again? The man got up and pulled the quilt as well.

They slept together.

Changyu Feng talked about the past...... Some old things.

These old things, how true and how false, are only known to him, so there is nothing to talk about.

"What is born again and not born again." Zhang Bo sat on the eaves of the bed after drinking water, lifted his quilt, and then rolled it up, wrapped it tightly, he also came over, and said in a disbelieving accent: "I am the reincarnation of the Heavenly King Laozi, do you believe it?" Yes? Hahaha~"

He said this more than once, Chang Yufeng smiled, let Zhang Bo be naughty, and he was a little unwilling to Chang Yufeng was mocked, and bumped Zhang Bo's shoulder on his birthday, Zhang Bo Yiyi, shrugged his shoulder, pouted indifferently, and muttered in a low voice: "You just spoil him, I'm your brother, he is not your brother!"

"Zhang Bo, if you want to listen, then listen, don't you like to listen, Brother Yufeng didn't make a loud noise, did he provoke you?" That person, Zhang Bo's brother, Zhang Yi snorted, impatient with his brother's nonsense: "You either go to sleep, don't come here."

"I'm going to see what he can say." Zhang Bo twisted his body and straightened his quilt.

He looked at Chang Yu Feng, in addition to being thin, Chang Yu Feng is indeed rare and special, his appearance is that kind of gentle and majestic demeanor, delicate, and may provoke the pity of women.

But he was too thin, under the light, his feeling of yellow muscles and thin muscles made anyone see that he had suffered a lot, and the dust of the years made him have no choice but to turn this delicate spirit into a sharp edge.

Changyu Feng was disheveled, his temples were white, his jet-black hair was white, and the coarse linen clothes made his whole person's thinness even more obvious.

He also had a slight cough, and from time to time he needed to avoid the two brothers and go to a place where no one was around.

If it weren't for the two brothers, Zhang Yi and Zhang Bo, he would probably have died in the snowy night.

When Zhang Yi saw him, he was shivering in the snow, the snow had covered her whole body, Zhang Yi and Zhang Bo came back from changing goods on the street, and were tripped by the shivering Chang Yu Feng, which brought the dead Chang Yu Feng back to his home for treatment.

Zhang Yi and Zhang Bo asked him where he came from and where he was going.

Changyu Feng always shook his head, saying that he didn't know.

He didn't really talk about his past, but he told his past in a clear way, this wanderer in the world, when he said anything, he never showed any emotions.

In his memory, everything about him is also quiet, whether it is his enemy or friend.

Zhang Yi felt amazing, this person's life and death, suffering and happiness, love and hate, could not be explained clearly, could not be understood, as if they were entangled, he was very interested in all the women's families that Brother Yu Feng said, because the women in his words were different from the ones he had seen.

Grandma Wang in the next village always helps others to make up for the right time, gossiping about others, the little flower in the village always dislikes him as a hunter, and the spring grass of the next door seems to always want to marry the handsome guy at the head of the village, for the ugly, they not only don't look at it, but even insult it to the extreme.

Also, those village mothers-in-law who always scold their mothers, scold their grandchildren, and joke with their reproductive organs are not the appearance of our young lady.

The women in Brother Yu Feng's mouth are all kind, at the very least, they don't swear dirty, and they are cute in their bones.

That was something he couldn't imagine, because he felt that women, maybe in a village, would be all seen, and there would be no richer appearance.

And Zhang Bo dismisses it, what big and small truths, if you don't make it, it's all.

He doesn't need someone to tell him, hey, the opposition of one class after another is determined by his parents, and the class divided by money doesn't care at all for him.

He just wants to find a little daughter-in-law now, the little flower at the entrance of the village is good, beautiful, beautiful, or beautiful, he doesn't care who Xiaohua likes, he just knows that if he saves enough money, he can marry a beautiful wife, and he will be satisfied if he does it steadily.

What class, what gods, what ghosts, to whom are they spoken? That's all for the devil.

Zhang Yi likes to listen to Brother Yu Feng talk about his life experience, whether it is true or not, he listens to it as a story, Zhang Bo is different, he sometimes takes it seriously.

He would feel that what Luoken, what Lin, and what the hell in Chang Yufeng's mouth seemed to have a logic that she didn't quite understand.

How can anyone be so bad? Who can't resist?

Do those people who are called Monica have anything to do with Lynn? Isn't it dead if you're dead? To be threatened by others for this kind of irrelevant person is really stupid, and this kind of stupid logic makes him very uncomfortable.

So he always listened intermittently.

"I was not born again, because I did not die, but the heart of God blocked a death for me, and after that, my heart of God was completely broken."

Chang Yu Feng touched his heart, which was scorching and flowing with real blood.

Plop –

Plop –

Plop –

"Not to say! Is that Victoria also a god? Why didn't she help you? Didn't she know you in the last reincarnation? Also said she was your mother's friend...... Right? "Zhang Yi is not a rough man, he is not ugly, he learned Braille when he was a teenager, and he can also understand some books, he was praised by Mr. Teaching for his good memory when he was a child, but now that Mr. Teaching is dead, no one says that he has a good memory.

Cutting wood and hunting in the mountains doesn't need to have a good memory.

"Victoria is indeed my mother's friend, but she is not obligated to help me." Chang Yufeng shook his head slowly, he looked at the rare glowing spar here, and when he saw it, he was calm and unimaginable.

"What's wrong with the help of the eighth aunt and the seventh aunt?" Zhang Bo also came to join in the fun, he loved this kind of fault-finding details.

"Huh...... There is a saying that death does not get along, have you forgotten those relatives who think we are poor? Didn't they and never come to see us? Zhang Yi wrinkled his eyebrows and glared at Zhang Bo, he didn't like Zhang Bo to pick thorns.

"Can that be compared? Didn't he say he was rich? Isn't that everyone eager to slap him? Yes? is like Brother Wang at the entrance of the village, he is rich, one wife, three little wives are raised outside, isn't he surrounded by a group of women? Zhang Bo looked up enviously, as if he really saw Brother Wang's four beautiful wives: "Isn't it because he is rich?" Having money is better than anything else. ”

"If you don't help, you don't help, you talk a lot."

"That's the case, the law says monogamy, but if you don't raise it in the name of your wife, it's more than anything else, just like raising a pig, just raise a mating outside."

The two brothers were arguing, and Chang Yu Feng looked at them calmly.

One is as thin as he is, and the other is a sturdy man.

"She didn't help me because I wanted to fix it myself."

Chang Yufeng said this calmly, his body is very thin, and he is only one meter seven five in height, he eats and sleeps in the open, and it is already a kind of luck to be able to grow taller.

"But you didn't solve it, did you? You were defeated by Lynn and ...... at the Izuri Conference I've really heard about the Dragon Conference in a book, and it's very important for the principality......" Zhang Yi shrunk his neck.

"Yes, I just said that I was defeated by Lynn."

"I can't be hostile to Lynn, she's too strong."

Changyu Feng smiled, as if he had won again.

"That's a shame...... You obviously work so hard......" Zhang Yi sympathized with Brother Yufeng.

"It's not a pity at all...... It's just a gap in strength......" Chang Yu Feng smiled, he didn't feel pity at all.

"How can a six-year-old man who has never held a sword be that strong?" Zhang Bo raised the suspicions.

"She's gifted." Changyu Feng praised Lin.

"I don't believe ......"

Zhang Bo's left eye pinched, he really didn't believe it, a woman, holding a sword? Can you beat a man?

How can it be?!

How can a woman hold a sword? It's not just about finding a man to marry. A well-married woman still needs to go to war? Still need to show up? Still need to go to the highest university?

This strange logic really made Zhang Bo puzzled.

"I think...... I can win her, and I have to beat her, because she was being blackmailed...... I know that...... So, she's doing her best to fight me. Changyu Feng repeated it again.

"Why did you lose?" Zhang Bo asked why.

"Because I can't win. Lin'er is for the sake of innocent people, and those innocent people will die quietly because of her loss...... They sat on the stage and watched their saviors...... This made Lin'er do her best. I simply couldn't handle it. ”

"I also practiced swordsmanship frantically after that month, but I know that Lin'er is also practicing swordsmanship frantically......"

"Neuropathy...... Both of you are neurotic......" Zhang Bo smiled disdainfully: "If you die, you won't die, and you didn't make it, what does it have to do with you?" Yes? Right...... They're dead, and it's okay with you...... Can you do it? ”

"I didn't beat Lin'er...... Because I know that I have no way to defeat Lin'er...... Even if I did, I wouldn't be able to do it......"

Long feather maple, calm, calm, calm unimaginable.

"Were they finally saved?" Zhang Yi is concerned about this issue.

"No ......"

Chang Yu Feng slowly said the answer.

"They were dumped on the street the day after I lost. The tragic death was for all those who passed by to watch. ”

That may be the day that Changyu Feng is most unwilling to recall.

The tragic death of a man on the street did not look very good, and it could not stand up to description, and under the blur of flesh and blood, thirty corpses were lying across the street.

"I was killed by Lin'er."

Chang Yufeng tilted his head slowly: "But there is no way...... I can't beat her......"

"Mustn't this cause public outrage?" Zhang Yi was angry and didn't fight anywhere.

This kind of failure seems to be too much, which makes Zhang Bo also frown and look at Brother Yu Feng.

"No one knows who killed them. Can't find out. ”

"I don't know who killed it?!" Zhang Yi and Zhang Bo spoke in unison.

"I don't know."

Chang Yu Feng shook his head calmly.

"Why!"

"How is that possible!"

Zhang Yi and Zhang Bo scolded loudly when they heard that so many innocent people had died.

Zhang Bo said that those who were innocent had nothing to do with him when they died.

"I just don't know, because Lorcan held a funeral for thirty people, mourned the dead children, and told all the people of Wenti County that the murderer will be found, and the murderer will not be shared."

"Huh?!"

"Huh?!"

Zhang Yi and Zhang Bo spoke in unison, unable to say anything, they looked at each other and were speechless.

"At their funeral, I saw Lin'er with a silent face, and she also looked at me, and I could see the resentment in her eyes......"

"What? Why does she resent you? ”

Zhang Bo was angry, covered the quilt, shrunk his neck, and stretched out again.

"She hated herself. I hate myself too. ”

Changyu Feng touched his nose.

His thin face, like a carving knife, is carved in time.

“……”

Zhang Yi wants to say, this has nothing to do with you......

The death of those thirty girls should have nothing to do with you......

But they're just dead......

Death is not painful in the hearts of others......

No one knew their names......

Maybe their parents knew, but their parents sold them.

Maybe Lin'er knew, because Lin'er accompanied them, and in the last few days of their lives, they met.

In the stands of the Dragon Conference, the moment Chang Yu Feng knelt on the ground and vomited blood, the moment he was pierced by Lin'er with a novice sword, he was just ...... One......

Someone who wants to see Lin'er smile......

But Lin'er didn't laugh.

Lin'er didn't laugh out loud because she won the game......

Only then did he know that Lin'er had known their ending a long time ago.

Whether he defeated Lin'er or not, they would all die......

It's their life, and they can't hide from it.

Chang Yufeng looked at Zhang Yi and Zhang Bo.

comforted them.

"Don't dwell on the past...... No one owes anyone ......"