In the silent cave, Hua Rongyue and Guo Xiu stared at each other with big eyes.

Guo Xiu bandaged Hua Rongyue with the strip of cloth he had just torn off his clothes. His hand was still bleeding.

Hua Rongyue sat there quietly, and Guo Xiu felt inexplicably that this man was like a .

She raised her hand when asked to do so, and sat down when asked to sit down.

Hua Rongyue glanced at her newly bandaged hand and thought to herself that it was much better than binding it herself. She turned around and saw Guo Xiu seemed to be bandaging herself, so she turned around and walked out to look at the door.

The person she tied up.

To be honest, it is not easy to tie up this person. After all, Hua Rongyue has met all crazy people for so long. Although she is a flower face, it is still difficult to get information from such a crazy person.

But it's much easier for a sane person.

Hua Rongyue moved a stone from the side, then sat on the stone very calmly, looking at the person up and down with her eyes.

The man's mouth was gagged. Looking at Hua Rongyue's eyes, he felt an inexplicable chill down his back and tried desperately to get away.

However, Hua Rongyue was not stupid enough to let the duck fly.

Thinking of a little habit that the man had when fighting with him, Hua Rongyue suddenly said, "Why did you change the way you held the sword when you used that move at the end?"

The man was stunned by Hua Rongyue's question.

"It's because you're afraid that others will see the origin of your swordsmanship, right?" Hua Rongyue said casually, and helped the other party tidy up his messy collar, "Are you wondering why I know this?"

"...Because, I used to know someone who did this."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard someone coming from behind. Guo Xiu's face was indifferent. If you didn't look at the hole on the side of her clothes, it would be as if the sword just didn't hit her.

"Uh..." Hua Rongyue walked over and said, "Are you okay? Your injuries haven't healed yet. Why don't you let me ask..."

"Go and sit next to me." Guo Xiu said expressionlessly, "How dare you make lies like this? Aren't you afraid of revealing all your family background?"

"……oh."

Hua Rongyue obediently squatted to the side, holding her chin up and watching Guo Xiuqiang ask that person.

She felt a little depressed for no reason. She had already figured out where this person came from just now, but she didn't expect that he would be so disliked by Guo Xiu.

Guo Xiu turned around and looked at that person with very cold eyes.

It was this guy who gave him a sword from behind just now.

He, and that feminine man, she would not let either of them go.

…

"What, what happened? Why did the person suddenly disappear?"

Fu Jiang was stunned and looked for Yi Yue behind him, but was suddenly pulled by Wang Xia'er behind him. Wang Xia'er led him and ran down the mountain at a frightening speed.

"Wang Xia'er! Wait, wait...I can't keep up." Fujiang looked at Wang Xia'er who was flying in the air in shock, as if he was meeting her for the first time.

When he ran down, he saw countless people running up the mountain with him. It was unclear whether the figure was a human or a ghost, and it was shadowy and shuttled through the surrounding forest.

It seemed as if he no longer knew the world in the blink of an eye.

He didn't recognize the monsters around him that seemed inhuman or inhuman, he didn't recognize Yi Yue who had just left suddenly, and even Wang Xia'er, whom he was familiar with before, seemed to be unfamiliar to him.

He didn't know where the people around him came from, why Wang Xiaer seemed to know these people well, why Yi Yue left suddenly, these people seemed to know something, and people who knew nothing seemed to be

He was the only one left.

Wang Xiaer pulled Fujiang and ran forward. She didn't care what Fujiang was thinking now, because that was not something she needed to consider.

Li Xiangli behind him was still shouting, but Wang Xiaer seemed not to have heard and ran forward with Fujiang. Fujiang felt very sorry for Li Xiangli, but he was also being dragged by someone, so he was helpless.

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Figures flashed past both sides quickly, like a scene from a shadow puppet show.

Finally, the two people came to a place near the top of the mountain.

Wang Xia'er gasped and said, "Okay, you stay here first, I'll come back as soon as I can."

"Alas, you..." Fujiang looked at Wang Xia'er, as if he wanted to say something, but he saw Wang Xia'er turn around and leave. That Qing Gong was completely different from the Wang Xia'er he imagined.

He looked around and saw that there was no village in front of him, no store in back, and he couldn't even touch a human figure. It was really hard for Wang Xiaer to find such a magical place.

Fujiang, who was inexplicably shocked, found a place to sit down quietly, and then stayed alone.

It was quiet all around, as if he was the only one left.

He now has nothing with him except the few books he carried with him when he came out.

Thinking that he had nothing to do now, he simply took out the booklets.

He remembered that Wang Xia'er had said that he should compare these brochures.

Fujiang spread out one book on the left and one on the right on top of the big stone. He turned a little on the left and a little on the right.

In the quiet open space, there was only the sound of pages being turned.

In fact, he looked through these books purely to pass the time, and he even had the mentality of reading "enjoyable articles".

According to his understanding, Yi Linglong could kill her fellow students at just a few years old. She became a chess piece of Tianyi Tower at the age of ten, became a candidate for the building owner of Tianyi Tower at the age of eighteen, and killed her predecessor Tianyi at the age of twenty.

The original poster shocked the world, and now he has defeated everyone and became the veritable "number one in the world". He must be a very awesome person.

His resume should be the kind that simply opens it and makes people feel like they are reading a story.

The stories told by the storyteller sound so bizarre that they have been told by the world for hundreds of years, but to him they are just things that happen every day.

If he could be as powerful as Yi Linglong... I guess he wouldn't have to stay here alone now.

All in all... Fujiang really thought this before seriously reading these two booklets.

He flipped through the booklet casually, trying to find out when Yi Linglong was famous. Although before reading it, he had realized that this thing might not record too much of Yi Linglong's experience, because this booklet

too thin.

When Yi Linglong became famous... this booklet should also mention it, right? After all, he actually became famous when he was young.

Fujiang thought that the period when Yi Linglong was famous should be the better part of this book. After all, Yi Linglong should be about the same age as him. It is embarrassing to say that even though they are the same age, Fujiang grew up listening to Yi Linglong.

The legend of Linglong grew up.

With this thought in mind, he flipped forward a dozen pages, then suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, and turned the book back again.

"Huh? Is it wrong?" he said softly.

Although he flipped through more than a dozen pages, the contents of these dozen pages were almost exactly the same - eating, sleeping, training, killing without any change...

Fujiang almost thought that the person who wrote the booklet just wrote about the same day a dozen times.

This kind of daily life is simply too boring, even more boring than the time Fujiang spends alone here now.

He flipped through the pages in disbelief. It took him almost two months until he saw a new and unique record——

"Snake became interested in a cat today."

"This is Elder Tian's cat. He is a very cute little guy."

"However, the unplanned 'interest' that the snake has now will neither make our plan smoother nor make the snake more obedient."

"We should take care of this."

Fu Jiang frowned, turned the page, and had an inexplicable premonition that it was not a good one.

He flipped through several pages in succession, but the cat never appeared again.

The records on it are still mediocre about eating, sleeping, training, killing people... It's as if the cat never existed, and there is no trace of it in the world.

Fu Jiang quietly broke into a cold sweat.

He didn't know why his heart was beating so fast, so he could only continue reading.

One day's date was marked in red on the record. It seemed that Yi Linglong's health was in some condition that day, so he directly turned the book to that day.

"Today we need to teach Snake that no one is trustworthy. According to the usual practice, it's time to deal with the friend he knew."

"It is simply ridiculous to seek goodwill in a place like this... Everyone knows that there is no goodwill here, only use."

"Snakes are still a little too naive. Some lessons only need to be remembered once and will never be forgotten again."

In the records of that day, Yi Linglong's status was "seriously injured", and these two lines of small characters were written in vermilion pen.

Fujiang scrolled down again, and sure enough, behind this page, he could no longer find any trace of that "friend". This person disappeared out of thin air just like the cat.

Next, Fujiang saw many similar "things".

For example, a snake once became dependent on its "adoptive father", and then his adoptive father disappeared soon after...

Another example is that the snake once became interested in certain items, which seemed to be toys that some children would like. After that, the snake faced a very cruel assassination mission, and then never mentioned the matter again...

Fujiang also found that in another record, on those days when his preference for snakes was "discovered", his condition would become miserable without exception.

He didn't see anything "awesome" that he wanted to see. Instead, he only saw a person who had nothing.

If he hadn't been told that the owner of this record was Yi Linglong, Fujiang would never be able to guess it in his life.

Near the end of the booklet, Fu Jiang saw the person who recorded it writing, "Take things away from him one by one, so that he will develop an obsession."
Chapter completed!