farce a ups and downs

Qu Rulin was furious.

Luo Wenchu's attitude reminded him of the conference nine years ago.

It was like this in the past, and it is still like this now!

Nine years ago, Qu Rulin didn't have this name, and he didn't use dirty tricks to exchange identities with a relative of the Qu family.

His real name is Lin Heng.

Back then, Lin Heng was also a handsome young man with extraordinary talent and intelligence. At the age of eight, he worshiped Xu Weng, a well-known mechanism master in the world, as his teacher. At the age of ten, he made his own puppet. At the age of 13, he was famous and could It is said that Lin Heng has a bright and smooth path in the agency.

But because of a competition, he lost his original intention.

Nine years ago, Lin Heng stepped onto the Sword Discourse Arena full of confidence. This was the last competition. Invitation card, when the time comes, he will open up the sect and create a prosperous age belonging to the organization, so that the world will no longer be turbulent only because of swords and wine.

He took the stage with lofty pride, and the clinker was defeated in embarrassment.

His opponent was Luo Wenchu ​​who was the same age as him.

Lin Heng had heard about what happened to the other party. His family was brutally destroyed by the Demon Sect, and he asked for help everywhere but no one offered a helping hand. He heard that not long ago he was organizing various sects to attack the Demon Sect.

He deeply sympathized with what happened to Luo Wenchu, but he could only win the competition.

At the beginning, Lin Heng wanted to say something, such as don't be discouraged even if you lose, and just said a word, the young man in white on the opposite side showed an impatient look, his tone was as indifferent as a pool of water, but his spine was cold. chills.

He said, "Come on, I'm in a hurry."

Lin Heng snorted coldly in his heart, and simply followed him, manipulating five puppets at the same time. In previous competitions, he only needed to release three puppets to frighten his opponent. His puppets are all forged from high-quality materials. Ordinary iron swords can't cut at all, and there are so many hidden weapons. This time he directly released five puppets, which is enough to show the importance he attaches to Luo Wenchu.

Some people are born with keen five senses and can perceive murderous aura, but the puppet itself cannot release the murderous aura, even if it stands quietly behind the person, it is impossible to be noticed, it can be said that it is impossible to guard against.

Unexpectedly, after the fight started, Luo Wenchu ​​didn't get entangled with the puppet at all, but wanted to kill him directly.

"You have underestimated me." Lin Heng maneuvered a puppet around Luo Wenchu's back, two were in front of him, and the other two were under the cover of the front one, outflanking, even if Luo Wenchu ​​broke through It is also difficult to balance the defense of the two puppets in front of them with the sneak attack of the latter one, and the sneak attack after the sneak attack.

Lin Heng hadn't had time to be complacent, his eyes suddenly blurred, and he looked intently, where is the shadow of Luo Wenchu ​​in the field?

"too slow."

A clear voice sounded beside him, and at the same time, the five puppets lost contact with him. Lin Heng was shocked, and before he had time to think, he cut off the string of the puppets in his hand, drew his waist knife backhand, and blocked the blow.

Lin Heng has specially trained for this kind of situation, even if it is close combat, he is not afraid, and his physical strength is even better than that of ordinary people.

"Unexpectedly, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Heng was hit so hard that his mouth was numb, and the waist knife came out of his hand. He never imagined how a swordsman with a sword could have such brute force.

"How do you..."

"I said, I'm in a hurry." Luo Wenchu's sword point had reached his throat at some point, "You're too wordy."

Even if the Adam's apple slipped slightly on the fragile neck, he would accidentally touch Luoshui's sword, and no one wanted to challenge Luoshui's sharpness.

In the end, Lin Heng gritted his teeth and admitted defeat.

Luo Wenchu ​​put away his sword and left, just like all the previous competitions.

Lin Hengda has always been like the proud son of heaven since he was born, and since he joined Xu Weng's family, he has been praised countless times. He is a peerless genius in the mechanism, and Luo Wenchu ​​is also a genius in swordsmanship, but from the beginning to the end, he has no Seeing a trace of equal respect in the eyes of the other party, but being suppressed by his words everywhere.

His tricks and puppetry are like a joke in front of this person.

It doesn't even get the attention it deserves.

It wasn't until Luo Wenchu's back completely disappeared, and when Lin Heng cleaned up his puppets, he found that there was a crack on the necks of the five humanoid puppets. Judging from the extent of the cracks, if they were human, they would have been decapitated long ago.

In the competition just now, he didn't even know when the opponent made the move...

At the end of the memory, Qu Rulin—maybe he should be called Lin Heng.

Lin Heng twisted his eyes and released twenty or thirty puppets in one go... After losing that conference, he changed his production style, no longer pursued the excellence and meticulousness of each puppet, and paid more attention to mass production and manipulation techniques. Diversity, he recalls, simulates, and reproduces the scenes of the competition all day long, analyzes his opponents over and over again, dismantles the opponent's movements, and strives to make the puppet into an existence that everyone will dislike. Capture a large number of people alive to experiment.

Let the puppets and people fight over and over again, so that the joints of the puppets can adapt to the habits of various human weapons, and can rotate faster and more sensitively.

Three years later, he boarded the Sword Discourse Arena again, but got the news that Luo Wenchu ​​had escaped from the world.

At that moment, Lin Heng felt that his three-year training was a complete joke.

The distortion of his mood changed his character, Lin Heng turned around and began to develop various killing weapons, and all the people he captured became his experimental products.The incident was too big, and Xu Weng was finally alarmed. On a thunderstorm night, all the organs and puppets he had carefully developed were destroyed, and he was expelled from the school by Xu Weng.

He didn't blame his master Xu Weng, he only hated Luo Wenchu.

It was Luo Wenchu ​​who stood in his way, it was Luo Wenchu ​​who made the self-satisfied him fall to the ground, and he ruined everything about him, so he also wanted to destroy everything he cherished.

Even Lin Heng had to admit that Luo Wenchu ​​was very strong, not as strong as a mortal man, and he, together with Lu Jiming and Wu Ming, could not completely suppress him, but Luo Wenchu ​​could crush them all with just a fan. The four played around and around.

But his purpose is not to win the opponent.

Taking advantage of Luo Wenchu ​​being trapped in the group of puppets by Lu Jiming and Wu Ming, Lin Heng turned around and rushed into the cave.

Seeing him running into the cave, Lianyan, who had been hiding in the dark, thumped in his heart. At this moment, only he knew what was going through his mind.

The first thing Lin Heng did when he entered the cave was to feel for the button on the stone wall.

Suddenly, a figure stood in front of him.

Lin Heng took a wrong step and backed away, kicking his foot without even thinking about it. This kick was so powerful that the man fell to the ground and coughed uncontrollably.

Coughing, but still struggling to get out, the smell of blood quickly spread, and if you don't look carefully, you can hardly see the other party's unnaturally drooping right hand.

"I didn't expect to break free, it's really tenacious." Lin Heng smiled contemptuously, raised his hand to cover the stone wall, touched a small raised stone, and pressed down without hesitation.

The sound of stones rubbing against each other is terrifying.

The people in the cave were stunned to find that the ground beneath them began to slide down, and the surrounding stone walls were polished into curved concave surfaces, making it impossible to cling to them.

At the same time, barrier-like stones protrude from both sides of the stone wall, squeezing the last light in the field of vision.

The last scene reflected on the irises was the slight ridicule that flashed in Lin Heng's eyes, and the words that seemed to sentence him to death:

"This is a cage made just for you."

"Goodbye, my little Jin Ge."

Lin Heng turned around, facing a flash of sword light, he dodged to avoid it, and the person rushing glared at him: "What do you mean?"

Lian remained silent, and her shots became faster and faster each time, until Lin Heng was forced out of the cave.

The situation of the two fell into Lu Jiming's eyes, and Lu Jiming narrowed his eyes, "Lian? Are you going to betray me?"

Lian still didn't speak, the embroidery on his face swayed with his movements, sweat soaked his skin, and the flowers tattooed on his face slowly bloomed like a flame.

"Okay, you..."

Because of this distraction, Lu Jiming was hit by the wooden fan. Luo Wenchu ​​didn't retain seven points of strength like when he taught him how to practice swords before. The huge impact came from the tip of the fan, and Lu Jiming flew backwards, vomiting a mouthful of blood , the secret path is not good.Now that he and Wu Ming joined forces to trap Luo Wenchu ​​in the puppet formation, now that he has broken a corner here, the puppet formation can no longer trap Luo Wenchu.

Sure enough, as soon as he looked up, he saw Luo Wenchu, led by the gap where he was, forcibly tore open an irreparable gap in the puppet formation, even if Lin Heng put more puppets, it would not be able to fill the gap.

Luo Wenchu ​​broke out of the formation without even giving him a look, and ran straight to Lian and Lin Heng.

Seeing him approaching, Lian quickly said: "He is trapped inside, the ground is sinking, and the top is blocked. If he doesn't find the stop button, he will be trapped below forever."

No matter how fast Cailian moved, it was too late to save Shen Feiyu, so she had to settle for the next best thing, trying to force questions out of Lin Heng's mouth.

Lin Heng laughed heartily: "Do you want to save him? Please! Please..."

The voice was abrupt.

Everyone present stared at Luo Wenchu ​​in disbelief.

But the man retracted the wooden fan, walked over Lin Heng's fallen body, and left two words: "Troubleshooting."

"Why do you—" Lian paused as soon as he spoke, because he suddenly realized that with Lin Heng's personality and his hatred for Luo Wenchu, no matter what Luo Wenchu ​​said, he would never let go.

Lian was surprised at the other party's quick judgment, decisiveness, and mercilessness, which was completely different from Luo Wenchu's usual laziness and casualness.

Only at this moment can one truly feel the sense of oppression brought by this man who is the head of a faction and firmly sits at the top of the celebrity list.

What shocked him even more was the emotion in the man's eyes, like the surface of the sea on the eve of a storm, the undulations of the waves tore apart a corner of the undercurrent under the water surface, just this corner is enough to bring about devastating destructive power.

Lian involuntarily got out of the way, watching the other party's figure gradually disappear in the cave.

The sinking, seemingly endless ground, the dizziness caused by the slight shaking.

An unsupported body, a fractured right arm, and no self-protection in the whole body...

It all looks terrible.

The continuous sinking of the ground brings about the isolation of sight.

If someone asks, what's in the depths of the earth?

--dark.

Shen Feiyu would answer like this.

He thought he was no longer afraid, but unexpectedly, he was still caught in a moment of horror.

The slender and slender fingers were bent into claws, trying to grab something on the smooth stone wall. The fragile nails were overwhelmed by his almost self-harming behavior, breaking and cracking, and blood flowed from the nails.

There has never been a moment when I prayed for survival like this.

Going out, going out... He just heard Master's voice...

The darkness made it difficult to distinguish the passage of time. After an unknown amount of time, there was a slight "thump" in Shen Feiyu's ear, as if it had fallen to the bottom, or as if the sinking of the ground had stopped.

In the cut-off place above, the stones are slowly retracting to both sides.

Light poured down.