[It's hard to buy a good life]

"Woo~Woo~Woo~"

She opened her arms, like a soaring bird, and flew up, and the blue sky and white clouds began to greet her slowly.

He watched the corners of her skirt rippling in the wind, the delicate calves moving more and more between the grass and the flowers, and the little white shoes running through the grass.

"I'm a little bird~ Fly, fly, fly, can't fly, can't fly high-"

She howled like a wolf, and the people next to her laughed along.

"What are you singing about—why are you still screaming?"

He learned the Northeast dialect on TV, and also happily smeared a piece of cake he made with chili sauce.

"That can't be ...... This little bird can't fly high, so can't it fly hard? ”

She never seemed to be confused, and when she came out for an outing, she could be happy and silly. Of course, she wasn't messing around, but talking about some songs suitable for an outing.

Sit on the grass, let your voice open and sing, and then slowly enjoy the afternoon......

It's like a dream.

"That should really be a good flight."

The Northeast accent of the two people is not very standard, and what they learned on TV can say a few words stupidly, and they will make themselves a little happy.

She doesn't seem to be so innocent, but only in front of him, her childishness is even higher.

"And there's more...... What? Sing a song too! Come on, come on! ”

She took the biscuit from the side, took the biscuit with her white hand, took a bite gently, and was a lot shy, she squinted and laughed at the boy, the boy snorted softly, and the biscuit in his mouth bit down with a click.

"What? When it's your turn to sing, you won't sing? She had one big eye and the other small, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

He'd seen the world on some kind of TV.

The kind of bad guy who succeeds with a bad smile, with a little raised eyebrows.

"I can't sing......"

He didn't eat it either, tilted his head twice to the left and right, and squinted at him with a wicked smile.

He doesn't often interact with people, but in front of her, everything about him can be changed.

He's trying to change, because she's around, and he's clinging to it.

He could see the stars in her eyes.

I really feel that she is starry.

"Who can't sing? Roar, roar! ”

How beautiful her voice is, now she is the only one who sings, he can't sing, and her careful thinking is guessed.

"Woo-woo-woo-"

He whined and snorted her twice, but it was similar to a ghost crying wolf, and he didn't know if he wanted to be angry with her with all his heart, or if he really sang like this.

"What's that...... It's like a ghost crying...... "Her careful thinking didn't succeed, and she was really a little angry."

"Hahahaha...... What's the solution...... I can't sing it~"

He is also coquettish, but his coquettishness is too stiff, and there is a funny atmosphere.

She literally burst out laughing.

They actually talked less because he wasn't really a good conversation.

The common problem of boys is that they are all shy, or, really not good at talking, but she has endless words, from every day, who she meets, who she chats with, what big and small interesting things, she has a match to say.

A boy who doesn't speak very well, he is at ease as her audience.

Talk about heaven and earth, talk about beauty, talk about life, talk about dreams, talk about everything.

When she asked, he answered well, seriously, but when he answered, it was very strange, because although he had parents, it was difficult for him to really [have] [them].

His parents never told him anything, he read the book, the book explained the dream in words, and he knew what the dream might be.

His parents never told him what a boy should be, and when he saw other boys like this, he only thought about whether he wanted to do it.

He's not too normal a person.

And she's too normal.

Fortunately, she has nothing to talk about, and fortunately she has a wonderful family......

Fortunately, she appeared in his world, which made his life ......

Begin to slowly complete.

"You're not hurt...... are you?"

In the rain, he saw the frost and snow condensed on her sideburns.

"I'm hiding~Of course it's okay~" She knew that he was looking at her, pursed her lips, her big eyes blinked, and her long eyelashes were shining in the rain.

"That's good......" he sheathed the too-ordinary sword and slung it to his back.

"Ameuseias...... Did you die at your hands......"

At the top of the canyon, a tall figure held an umbrella and looked at Changyu Feng with eyes like sharp barbs.

And in the man's hand, a small bottle hung from his waist.

Changyu Feng and Lin'er stopped.

[He] also jumped down from the top of the canyon and landed straight in front of them, before Chang Yufeng and Lin'er could react, he had already fallen in front, blocking the way of the two.

The sky thundered, and then it darkened sullenly.

"The breath of Ametheas is gone...... I'll just come and take a look...... There is no one else here...... You must have killed her......"

[He] held a black umbrella and leisurely turned the handle of the umbrella, and the umbrella spun the water down, just like a child......

The visitor glanced at the black package, as if he knew that it contained a corpse, so he frowned. Snorted: "K has been here too...... Presumably, you are the legendary one...... Long...... ...... in England Son? ”

[He] has a very strong aura, and every word he says has a casual indifference, with a terrible sense of oppression.

However, his aura has not been externalized to the point that the things around him have changed somewhat, it can only be said that his concealment is too good, and it is difficult to have some recognizable appearance when walking in the crowd.

Chang Yu Feng took down the sword on his back and held it very briskly, he was never afraid of fighting, and he could really fight anytime and anywhere.

Lin'er also saw that the comer was not good, and Vientiane's hand turned into black condensing wings from behind, and slowly shook away.

"Don't get me wrong...... I'm not here to find boring ......."

[He] slumped, and the umbrella leaned against his neck.

"I just wanted to tell you...... Now that K has met with you...... Then you should almost understand that the game has already begun......"

[His] voice could also be clearly transmitted to the ears of Changyu Feng and Lin'er in the torrential rain.

"I'll be your enemy, but honestly...... I don't want to be your enemy...... In the spiritual world, you can not believe anything, even legends...... Since you're a legendary character, isn't it boring to go against you......"

[He] probably thought these words were indeed a little funny, so he laughed: "I won't expose K's shortcomings, and I won't really be your enemy...... It's just that you probably won't make you feel so good......"

"Are you also from Haturin......" Changyu Feng saw that the waves were not settled, and the waves rose again, and these wicked people who covered their true faces more or less had these problems of pretending to be mysterious.

However, this does not affect their great evil, and their great evil to innocent people.

It's just that they are not really that extreme, or so easy to [change their minds].

Even if they want to change their minds, the law won't allow it.

Changing one's mind in prison or in a death cell is not really repentance, but simply fear of death.

"It's not all ......" [he] sighed, he seemed to know that he was doing extremely bad things, but he didn't care, and with his own mind, he was clearly no different from any normal person.

But doing this kind of bad thing that loses conscience doesn't seem to be something that can be put on the table.

"Sort of...... Contractor bar...... Hahaha...... The kind of ...... that can be fired at any time It's not a good feeling...... Let's just start...... No pay, no pay, no return...... You can go where you like...... Take a walk...... Ruined there by the way......"

[He] was too relaxed...... Because he and Changyu Feng strictly speaking, they don't have any grudges.

He didn't touch a single hair of Chang Yu Feng, and he didn't want to hurt the people around Chang Yu Feng.

"It's just, a normal bad guy...... It's just an ordinary passerby...... I want to see you for yourself...... I'm going to walk around you...... Haha......"

[He] laughed, scratched his head slowly, held the umbrella, and plucked his ears by the way, it was too casual, it seemed to be really casual, and there was no nervousness at all.

Chang Yufeng held the sword and looked at [him] intently.

Long Feather Kaede didn't get the answer she wanted.

Looking at [him] who was so casual, he didn't mean to make a move at all, so he put down his sword.

"Alright...... I'm leaving......" [He] watched Chang Yufeng put down his sword, smiled very dignifiedly, and showed the tiger teeth in his mouth: "I forgot to tell you something...... It seems like...... I like it here...... Only...... Ruined ...... It's not that serious, and you can try to save it...... I mean...... Save those who haven't been infected yet......"

After speaking, [he] jumped up again, kicked on the edge of the canyon, leaped five steps up the canyon, the black robe whirring in the wind, slowly turned around, and stood at the top of the canyon.

Leaving Chang Yu Feng and Lin'er alone who need to look up.

and disappeared without a trace.

In fact, if anyone appears now, Chang Yufeng won't feel strange, but in Lin'er's eyes, [his] behavior is very strange, and there is some strange self-righteous badness.

That kind of indifference to life turns into a storm, and the cold wind blows, making it impossible to calm down.

"Who is he......" Lin'er asked, in fact, she shouldn't have asked, because Chang Yu Feng didn't know either.

It's just that she still needs to ask her brother Yu Feng, because everything Chang Yu Feng is facing will not be too simple a confrontation between good and evil.

It is the confrontation between good and evil in the heart.

In layman's terms, it means that there is not only one person in this world who needs to be saved.

It has been understood before that the poor need to be saved - and most people do not have the ability to enjoy or have the ability to regenerate capital, nor the ability to rob wealth roughly, let alone the huge institutions that righteously obtain wealth from the hands of the masses, and can only end their lives with the fate of poverty.

Such people who need to be saved only need to give them money to make their "needy of salvation" become "persecutors".

It's worth the cost.

And there are most of these people, and a peasant who works all his life will not get the wealth that can really [enjoy life]. This means that this kind of salvation is not really salvation, but a struggle for life.

Many people struggle in life, but there are also people who don't need to struggle. This class of things should not be done by individuals.

People with ambitions will naturally make an effort and are willing to struggle for it.

Now, what we need to face is not the things mentioned above, but the damage caused by [external pressure], that is, [demonic infection] and [oppression of wicked people].

The former involves the leap of class and class, which is [can't talk], "shouldn't talk", "can't think", "can't do"

I won't talk about it here.

What can be said, what should be said, what can be thought, and what can be done is for external oppression.

Demonic energy infection is one of them.

In other words, there is no need for [internal heroes] [change] [internal], only [external heroes] [change] [external].

All that is needed is a countermeasure that can remove the demonic energy infection, rather than involving the distribution of more wealth.

The more explicit it it is, the more subtle it becomes.

However, it is also something I can't avoid.

An awakened young man needs to [care about the future of mankind], [care about everyone's future] and [care about his own future].

Rather than simply talking about "love", "enjoyment", and "hostility".

The world hasn't changed, and so has the appeal to heroes.

The world has changed, and heroes don't need to exist.

The more books you read, the more you should be silent. Because the more you know, the richer your ideals are, and the more you know how small you are.

There is only a struggle in life.

In the times, a person with great possibilities should not only care about his [love], [enjoyment] and [hostility].

This is the contradiction between the two.

Chang Yu Feng shook his head.

"Haturin...... A very bad, very bad organization...... Be careful with them...... Not a good person......"

"Hmm......" Lin'er nodded.

The torrential rain had actually buried the cries of Wentijun, and the demonic infected were indeed wreaking havoc on the city, [he] had completed his mission and left as soon as possible.

Chang Yu Feng and Lin Er could both feel a little bit of demonic energy, and they had a hunch that a more terrible demonic qi infection had indeed occurred, and the entire Wenti County had fallen here.

It's just that being an external hero doesn't meet Changyu Kaede's expectations.

Changyu Feng did have preliminary divine powers, but in the face of the huge number of people who needed to be [saved], he couldn't do it at all.

That doesn't fit the original intent of the word "hero", nor does it fit the original intent of "greater power, greater responsibility".

No one stipulates that Chang Yu Feng must be everyone's hero, and if she is Lin'er's hero alone, she will eventually return to [love].

It also means "reasonable" and "righteous".

But this does not meet the expectations of outsiders, the expectations of those who need to be protected, and the expectations of the weak.

A person who strives for self-improvement should not have such troubles.

For it is the power of the self, the property of the individual, and the law.

But in this way, in the end, it will return to the [possession of power] [private possession] of personal ability.

After going around in a big circle and returning to the original point, there was no need to discuss and discuss again.

"Let's pick them up......" Chang Yu Feng put away his sword again and put it on his back.

Lin'er nodded in response.

To be clear is to understand, and to understand is to be clear.