"Junfeng, do you know what you're doing?" The angry voice of the melt exploded in Junfeng's ears like rolling thunder, and the reason that had been carried away by hatred finally returned.

It's been a long time since anyone has called his name, and everyone here calls him ugly, or trash. He would rather be like this, the name Junfeng, used on him, will only make him feel sarcastic.

He has long lost his mind like a walking corpse, blindly just wants to hide, avoid all people and things, and want to disappear himself. But under the chief, even dying is a luxury.

He was bent on revenge, but even if Fang Cai's anger rose from his heart, he couldn't hurt him in the slightest, and he knew that he could no longer be Li's opponent.

In the past, he was not an opponent of the dead, but at that time, he could still resist one or two, and he could escape. But when he became this ghost, he had no intention of cultivating, blindly decadent, and closed himself in the moment before, and when he saw the death again, he was the same as before, making him think that he was still the same. arrogantly thought that the gap between himself and him was still the same as it was at the beginning.

He was always in place, and he didn't know how far away he was from death.

He stayed where he was, forgetting the pain from the wound in his shoulder, as if his soul had been drained.

Li Yan looked at this person's appearance, and heard Rong Huang call him handsome. It seems that in memory, there was the presence of this person.

Liyan's memory has always been bad, in fact, it's not so much bad, but he didn't go to his heart at all, he didn't care about people or things, so he never bothered to remember, just like the woman in the Yi realm, until the moment before death, he could let Liyan remember her name.

But the name Junfeng, he had some impressions, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Chief, the subordinates are offended, but they beg to die. Na Junfeng finally spoke. The voice was surprisingly good. It's like a gentle stream falling in the mountains.

"You never do this, why the hell, you have to be rude to the VIPs" Rong Huang suppressed the anger in his heart, and saw that Junfeng seemed to have regained his senses, so he led him to the direction he had designed in advance.

"Subordinate, but beg for death. Junfeng just repeated this sentence, as if he didn't understand the meaning of melting, and as if this was his only appeal.

"It turned out to be you. The voice of the Death was different from the voice of Junfeng at this time, and even in the midst of extreme anger, the voice of the Death was always soft and gentle. It's as if I'm not angry, but talking about life with my friends.

Only after a long time of being away from the mourning and understanding deeply, can we hear this subtle difference, and can we hear other emotions under the same gentleness.

The world is this person, she heard the sentence of the death, and the voice was not angry, but surprised and regretful.

This kind of emotion is also the first time that the world has seen the death manifested.

"How could you be like this? Li Yan looked at Junfeng's gaze and didn't dodge it anymore.

"How come?" Junfeng laughed coldly, but the lips on his face were no longer distinguishable, only a cracked slit made it clear that it was where the lips were. This sneer contained too much, Junfeng did not hide it, all his pain was done by this person, but he could look directly at himself and ask why?

"If it weren't for you, how could I have ended up like this?" Junfeng roared fiercely, wanting to shout out all his pain for so many years. But he couldn't do it, the wound on his face had already made him unable to make any expressions, and a slightly larger movement would make the wound crack. He only roared in a calm voice, but it made people feel as if they were stuck in their throats.

In the face of such an accusation, everyone's eyes are fixed on the body of the departed, except for the world.

I don't believe that this will be the work of death. He does have a ruthless side, but he doesn't have a penchant for torturing people. If he doesn't like it, he kills it, and he has this free and wanton body, and he disdains to take pleasure in torturing others.

Since he remembered this person, he naturally remembered what happened at the beginning, and in the face of Junfeng's words, he did not have the slightest weakness in his heart, but had a calm face. "You say that you are given by me, can you tell me about the cause and effect, and how you can give it by me?"