In the night, which was like a nightmare, Ponouk's heart was as cold as a cold wind: 'My qiē, why do you destroy it!' Although he knew that the domestic political situation had undergone a shocking reversal, the forces that had previously been taken over by the family had been almost wiped out in the coup, and the victors were indeed the former hidden rival families. Therefore, his family must make a 180-degree turn, and even take the initiative to clean the inside.

This is the need of the government, this is the way to show the position of the government, this is the way to preserve the status of the family and even Ponouk himself. From politics, he understands. But, I'm not going anymore!!In order to reassure the current ruler and the former political opponent, can't you let us go?

Although he was extremely resentful, he actually knew it deep down: in order to reassure the original political opponent, he really had to do this! Otherwise, he ran away with his wife, and ran away with the blood of the rival's rival, and it was hard to guarantee that one day he would not run back and make a bunch of mistakes. In order to reassure the current winners, for the sake of the family's interests, they must be killed.

That is to say~~~ Bonuk's heart is cold and angry like the roaring underworld of the undead: I have always been just a slave trapped by the family~~~Haha~~~ Why do you want to pull me? I will never be your slave to drink!! Since I was born, you have meddled in this and that. I am me, I am not your slave!!

He ran back to his home one night, where there was no light, and all he saw was an empty, dark room with no one and a little blood on the sheets. He had never been so angry at this moment, he had never been so calm. Just slightly holding the cold moon sheets: "I said earlier that we had to stay away from them, otherwise I don't know what will happen in the future." But you just won't listen. You are still afraid of going to other places, having no foundation, and you are still afraid of living a hard life. But I never thought about it, but now it's ~~~~"

Finally, he turned away without saying a word. It wasn't to go home to make trouble, but to hide for days in the town where the former government was on the opposite side, spending almost all the money, and finally digging up a lot of hastily buried corpses in a hollow in the middle of the woods.

Among them were former wives and children, like a pile of rotten puppets, now in the damp and filthy dirt.

He didn't say a word. After dragging the filthy corpse out. He went on his back and set fire to a desert where no one was looking. Then he took the grain and rode to a deep jungle place. After four days of walking along the pathless stream and some peculiar peaks, among a fifteen stout strange trees with broken hides, he lit a rosin fire on a pile of stones jutting out of the ground. On the flame was placed the head of a knight from a rival family. In the acrid smoke and dust scorched by the flames. He recited a peculiar and hard prayer incantation.

With the incantation, in an instant, in the flames and smoke that ignited from the human head on the stone, the smoke and dust condensed into a fierce face of a slightly human beast: "You. Are you willing to become a powerful hunter?hahahaha~~~ But, you are just brought by hatred. Do you know what it costs to become a Marat hunter? You will say goodbye to ordinary people's lives and live a life of hunting and being hunted. If the hatred subsides, will you still be able to live like this?"

"Originally, I could live like this, I could fly away~~~" Bonouk's voice was as hard as iron teeth rubbing against it: "But I want them to know: I'm not a character who can be pinched and pinched." I'm going to make them all pay!!Without that, I won't have peace in this life! That kind of psychological resentment and depression is the most hopeless life! I'd rather look for that faint hope in the forest!"

"It's not a good mouth to be hard, and let's see how much you can do!Hehehehe~~~" The fierce smoke and dust that seemed like a man and a beast fell on him, and with a hot energy, he slammed into his body from his seven orifices, and in the burning pain and his screams, he completed the priest's transformation ceremony.

For more than half a year, he was like a true hunter, keeping out the cold in coarse cloth clothes and fur, and hunting with iron swords, wooden shields, and homemade bamboo arrows and arrows. Observe the infestation, hunting, and running of wild beasts, learn all kinds of difficult methods and techniques, sacrifice the blood and internal organs of the prey, and choose the path of the divine fist.

When he returned to the human town with his stunt, the first thing he did was to disguise himself as a groom, touch into the family castle of the opposite party, kill twenty-three people in a row in the night, and inevitably alarm the battle mage guard when he killed the third target in the penultimate goal, and after killing the obstructive guard, he had lost the opportunity, so he turned around and fled, and escaped from the castle after killing five more people. Then~~~ returned to the original family castle on a dark and windy night.

When his pair of short swords stabbed heavily on his parents' bed, he suddenly found that it was not a fleshy body under the quilt, it should be two rolls of cotton! The next moment, the door of the room was opened in a dazzling light, and after the four-armed structure killer with gray iron head rushed in, the hired assassin, the priest of the god of cool officials in fierce armor, etc., jumped out of the window and other places, and after slaughtering two of them and seriously injuring one, he was still beaten and fainted.

When he woke up, he was already tightly tied to a high wooden stake, stared at by many family members with uncertain and even angry faces, and was scolded by his parents in front of him with tears in their eyes. However, this could no longer arouse his anger, he just felt very disappointed and even desperate: he thought he could do it but he wished, but he still had to hang up with his breath. Unwilling to die!!

He coldly scolded his parents and the indignant voices of his family: I was going to stay away from you, but you forced me in, and in the end you didn't even let my family escape. Now that you have been retaliated against, you are qualified to reprimand me? Hmph! Even if you go to the god Marat, you have to find an opportunity to come back. I'm going to see you guys, and how this damn family is completely finished!!You're like meddling in me and interfering with me all day long, and I'm going to see how you end up being interfered with, interfered with, and killed by others!!

In addition to his reluctance and disgust, he was also angry and had a question: How did they know that I was back? I had just killed that rival family the day before yesterday, and I not only brought the 'Mind Barrier' ring to avoid the prophecy spell. They also deliberately left clues to guide them to track down other political opponents. It stands to reason that I shouldn't have been found so quickly, and I wouldn't have been invited so quickly. And the four-armed steel killer, it's quite expensive, and if it weren't for this, I would have had a chance to get out of the room, where did they buy it? Even if it did, it would take at least three or four days.

He was puzzled in the wave of swearing, and suddenly found another problem: my standing posture seems to be ~~~ no~~~ I really want to learn a 'flying leg forward' technique, where did I learn it? In the jungle? No~~~ I didn't learn it from Marat, right? Why is there no image at all?

Anyway, he only remembered that this skill was related to birds such as cocks and dinosaurs. Since the practice. Not only did his feet grow by 1/3, but his pelvis was widened by about 1/4, and the ligaments of his entire leg were severely changed, with a ligamentous structure slightly similar to that of a crane. Able to pull the thighs up on their own. Therefore, it takes very little force to move forward with the legs raised. Doubles your forward speed with the same Constitution. Combined with the change of physique, the speed can reach three times that of the original. A veritable 'walk like flying'.

But the ligaments pull the thighs upwards, and it will be very difficult for him to stand upright. On the contrary, it is very labor-saving to stand like a stake. He remembers chatting with people recently, even reading books, and standing in the pile method, although there are many forms of various pile methods, but he will always choose one to stand. Otherwise it's uncomfortable. But now he was standing upright, and it felt natural.

It's so unnatural!!

Wait, it seems that there is something wrong~~~ I remember that I can become smaller, it was taught by the god Marat~~~ No, it doesn't seem to be taught by the god Marat, it is the skill of the druid?

At this time, more memories poured out of his heart, all of which were strange memories, which were completely incompatible with the memories of his life and death training in the forest. But these seem to be very familiar~~~ When he was thinking hard, a burly executioner with a blurred face suddenly emerged from the crowd opposite, holding a bloody axe and pushing away the cursing parents: "What nonsense are you talking about, this kind of disobedient son of the anger of the gods should have been beheaded a long time ago, to thank the world!"

"Wait~~~Wait~~~" In the face of real death, Ponouk was still afraid, he struggled desperately but couldn't break the rope, he seemed to want to shrink his body and escape, but the other party, who was as tall as a sub-giant, came with an axe, and his brain was in a mess in a hurry, and he couldn't think of the technique of shrinking at all.

"Again~~~Wait a little longer~~~" He even shouted urgently, but the other party with a blurred face rushed to the front faster, raised an axe and chopped down: "Wait if you die!"

"It's over!" Bonouk watched as the axe whizzed down, and at the sound of his neck bones breaking, he watched his gaze fall into the dust with his head crooked. Close your eyes, and it's over~~~~

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"Niang Xipi!!" In the dark dream world, the tall 'ghost' in the shape of a batwing butterfly vomited out the fainting Ponouk in vomit, and kicked him to the side of Lelin, who was also unconscious: "It's much more troublesome than this girl." If it weren't for the goddamn gods, it wouldn't have been so troublesome. And the last difficult guy, I want to see, what are you afraid of! I want you to 'die' in despair in fear! At that time, it will be the sweetest to suck your soul again!Hahahahaha!!Come on, let me see your past things, let me see the secret in your heart~~~~"

Then he saw a starry sky of nothingness, and a barrel-shaped 'world' hanging in the infinite starry sky.

The exterior of the 'keg' is a sturdy, sealed shell, but it is black, constantly absorbing the strong sunlight from afar. The interior 'barrel walls' are lined with hills, rivers, lakes, and clusters of tall blue-brown or green buildings. There are also streets of all sizes, vehicles, and aircraft transporting small human beings. A warm scene of an independent world under the stars.

However, the strange metal structure at the bottom and top of the 'wine barrel', the huge long stand jutting out into the starry sky, and the strange milky white 'magic ship' on the stand show that this is not a separate world, but has a very close connection with the outside world!

The question is -- can the thing he sit in be called a chair? or a 'compact electric wheelchair' or more appropriately. But the wheelchair also sticks out of its 'head', which is slightly like a telescope, until it reaches a height of three meters, and begins to observe the information on the information screens of the airport shops in the distant crowd. Then he told the man in a wheelchair: "That's the Etimo machine, the sign shows that it is from the United States of Barrow, and it is said to have a very high emotional recognition system, which can read people's emotions through brain waves, and then use the most advanced dialogue system for psychological comfort." It is the latest research and development of psychological recuperation machine qì people. ”

"Psychotherapy?" the short-haired man sitting on the 'compact electric wheelchair' smiled, "It's an improved version of the hunting machine." Fifteen years ago, it was used to identify and hunt down a certain hidden person in the crowd, and now it is a gimmick to change the shell and accessories. They still haven't made any progress in this way. But ~~~"

This is better than the "Hauni's strongest design master's heart-trending high-breasted male main sticker service machine qì person, 7% discount online shopping price, first-come-first-served courtesy" or something on the projection film board in his hand.

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In addition: there are a lot of official affairs at the end of the year, and there is no time and energy for writing, so I can't guarantee that I will update it on time, so I can only do what I can, please forgive me. (To be continued......)