"I'm not afraid of death, really."

"When I first came to the Ink Academy, although I knew that the mortality rate here was extremely high, I was not afraid at all."

"Even just thinking about it makes me feel like my blood is hot."

"The moment I embarked on the journey, I even felt..."

"Entering the Ink Academy, being a hero, and dying like a martyr is also a good life."

"Or, when we left Mobei City and sat in that broken car, I was ready to die."

Zhao Zicheng was a little distracted, looking at the beautiful sunset in the sky sluggishly.

And the rest of his life was still eating seriously and did not respond.

Of course, Zhao Zicheng doesn't need to respond.

Perhaps, to be precise, what he needs more at this time is a listener.

"So, along the way, fighting the cult, I thought, it's easy to die, but it's hard to die like a hero."

"After all, I haven't even seen blood."

"Then, I'll kill someone, the middle age of that cult."

"At that time, I was very scared, especially the hot blood splashed on my face, and I kept comforting myself in my heart, this is a cult, a cult that does many evils, but my hands are still shaking."

"After that, it's the Ink Academy."

"In my eyes, you are like that peerless arrogance, although you are silent, there is nothing you can't do."

"At that time, I was most afraid, I was afraid that you would enter the Ink Academy, and I could only be eliminated in disgrace, like a lost dog."

"I had a ridiculous idea at the time..."

"I thought, even if I can't stand at the same height as you, at least, I can't be thrown away by you..."

Zhao Zicheng shook his head with a self-deprecating smile and let out a soft sigh.

"Actually, it's a bit verbose."

"Or maybe I want to find a psychological comfort for myself, tell myself, I have come through so many roads, and I no longer need to be afraid."

"But... Those seniors and seniors who were familiar in the past, including those soldiers, just fell in front of me. ”

"All this is coming too fast."

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid that there will be more and more people who will die, even... Among these people is you. ”

"It's like when I first climbed the pass, I saw you lying on the ground with a serious injury..."

"War... life..."

Zhao Zicheng's smile was full of bitterness.

It's just a year, and Zhao Zicheng, who used to like to draw big cakes and blueprints for people, including Zhao Zicheng, who always has sunshine on his face and a simple smirk, has become so vicissitudes and mature.

Maybe he'll hide himself with his old appearance, but... But there is no way back to the past.

Is Zhao Zicheng really stupid?

Yu Sheng also asked himself this question, but in the end, he still chose to often walk with Zhao Zicheng and cooperate.

He never played with fools.

Finally, Yu Sheng ate the last grain of rice in the lunch box, closed the lunch box seriously, and then lowered his head slightly, and said softly: "People are afraid." ”

"The first time I killed someone, the hand with the knife... In trembling. ”

"That emotion, it should be fear."

"There was a time when I was so badly injured that I stopped breathing, and my hands were shaking at that time."

"It's kind of fear."

"And when Teacher Liu died, um..."

"It's not fear, it's sadness."

"People always die, but death is not painful, and when that moment comes, you can't even feel it."

"But you still have to live seriously."

"Life is not important."

"But life is also important."

The rest of his life kept organizing those comforting words in his mind, but in the end, he said them a little nondescript and foggy.

But his expression was very serious, and there was no perfunctory meaning.

Zhao Zicheng looked at the rest of his life, stunned, and finally shook his head with a smile: "Yes, live seriously." ”

"A lot of people say I was lucky to have a thigh in my arms."

"But so what, the legs I hold will be thicker than anyone else in the future."

"Bloody and bloody, quacking and killing!"

"Fearless!"

Zhao Zicheng waved his fist violently and gave himself chicken soup.

After all, it's unrealistic to expect the rest of your life to comfort yourself, and if you don't pour yourself some chicken soup again, you really can't stand it.

"No, it's not."

Yu Sheng shook his head seriously: "From beginning to end, I haven't helped you anything. ”

"You have come to this point by virtue of yourself."

"Although the combat experience is not very sufficient, the location is not accurate when killing, and there are still some details to control..."

"Hmm..."

The rest of his life fell into contemplation again, some painful organizational language, and many versions passed in his mind in a short moment, but they were all heart-piercing kinds.

For those who can't provide gray gas, the rest of their lives... Not really.

For a long time, the rest of his eyes lit up.

looked at Zhao Zicheng seriously, and said word by word: "I'm very happy to be able to set up a blood-colored double evil combination with you." ”

"Well, it's really fun."

As if he was afraid that Zhao Zicheng would think he was lying, he added another sentence for the rest of his life.

Under the sunset, Zhao Zicheng looked at the serious face of the rest of his life and suddenly smiled.

He smiled freely.

It's like the doubts I have suffered in the past year, the grievances I have held in my heart, at this moment... Completely wiped out.

Oh, yes...

One year, four sleeps!

Everyone is paying attention to the strength of the rest of their lives, but who has seriously analyzed how amazing the talent in the four senses a year is.

For the strength of this body, he has been beaten countless times.

The tightropes that have walked on the edge of life, one after another.

Including every credit and every penny in his Mo Academy, he relied on himself and cheated hard... earned.

"I'm impressed."

"But Boss Yu, if someone comes to you for comfort in the future, I suggest you best..."

"Or choose to be silent."

"Especially Sister Time."

With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhao Zicheng slowly got up and stretched out in this sunset, and his face was no longer hesitant before.

"Bloody and bloody, quacking and killing!"

He stood at the edge of the gate, shouting hard below.

The voice reverberated over the demon gate.

A veteran looked at Zhao Zicheng's back and smiled playfully: "Who came up with such a second line in middle school?" ”

"Young people nowadays are really playful."

The arrogance on Zhao Zicheng's body was instantly blocked, and he turned his head viciously and looked at the veteran: "You mock me?" ”

"Come, hit me!"

"If you don't beat me today, I look down on you."

"Hit!"

"Start in one hour!"

Saying that, Zhao Zicheng even leaned his face over directly.

The veteran looked at Zhao Zicheng's actions and was a little stunned for a while.

This man...

Pervert it.

Sure enough, today's young people are really playing...

It's all a generation gap.