Like a gust of wind, the strange bird instantly changed direction and flew towards the depths of the nameless mountain. I held my sword in a fighting posture until the strange bird flew away, and then I withdrew my sword.

On the top of the mountain, my lonely figure froze there like a statue, his eyes deep and confused.

It took me a long time to get out of the emotional vortex.

Maybe God saw the wrong person, and with my lonely and gentle character, I shouldn't have come to fight for this position. But fate is to joke, but to catch the ducks on the shelves. Such a wrong arrangement is no different from a mismatch in the major. However, in the eyes of others, I am a potential adversary, and if I do not disappear, this position may be an apple that they cannot pick when they come.

Since everyone has the heart to destroy me, what reason do I have to say that I should give up? If I give up, then I'm sorry for Heavenly Court and for the beings who have helped me along the way.

Now, I must do my best every step of the way. Even if you fail, you are worthy of your conscience and worthy of God.

On the rocks, my slender figure looked lonely and wild in the westerly sun. I glanced at the path down the hill and a sneer curled at the corners of my mouth. I'm going to get that little red flag, who can stop it.

I rehydrated, then straightened up and walked down the mountain.

It is said that it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, which is not true at all.

Although there were rhododendrons all around, I had no intention of browsing the beautiful scenery along the way, hoping to go down the mountain as soon as possible and find the unfinished 50-story building. On top of that tall building, the cold team must have been waiting there, with cunning eyes. She must have thought that no one would come out alive. When the time came, she pulled down the red flag and disappeared into the darkness. Then, in the predetermined time, the building collapsed with a bang, and dust and smoke rose into the air.

The cold team must have thought that she would get what she wanted. The so-called good is rewarded with good and evil is just a kind of self-consolation for those who are useless. How many shady scenes there are in this world, who can say.

In my mind, the cold team is my biggest opponent.

This may be the second miscalculation I had. The first miscalculation was my mistake in thinking that if I saved them, they would be with me to the end. However, they defected halfway, and I almost died in the mouth of the strange bird.

In retrospect, my heart seems to be dripping blood.

How far can they go with their ordinary bodies? I looked down the mountain, and there were rhododendrons all over the mountain, but I couldn't see them. I think they must be walking down a narrow path, hurrying in the direction of the unfinished building.

They may also be determined to win it.

And all in vain.

I jumped off the rock and looked down the mountain. The mountain road is narrow and steep, and there are no guardrails on either side, so if you are not careful, you will fall into the valley. And the shadowless legs, on such a rugged and winding mountain road, can't be used, I can only try to stabilize my body as much as possible, step by step down.

Half an hour had passed, and I finally came to a relatively flat mountainside. I stood there, looking at the rolling mountain peaks and the green onion woods, and I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart. The sensation is like boiled water.

I sat on a small stone bench with some frustration, trying to cultivate myself well, but I heard a clatter, and the stone bench was suddenly embedded in the stone crack, and then there was a rumbling sound from above. When I looked up, I saw a huge rock rolling down the mountain.

The boulder hit right where I was sitting. I was standing fifty meters away, breaking out in a cold sweat.