The No. 1 mixed score king in the whole server [StarCraft]

Count from one to three hundred and four.Chu Feihuan was very clear about the lines and crevices that his fingertips moved on the stone wall every step of the way.

The endless years are enough to drive a man mad.

Confined in this dark and dead stone room, above is the surging cold spring of Jiantan.

He could only count the stones day by day, to calm down his mind, not to think wildly, not to be driven crazy by this oppressive and desperate environment.

So when the paper crane flew to his fingertips, no one knew how crazy he was.

Chu Feihuan looked at it quietly, his green eyes half hidden in the shadows.

"See words like faces."

"Can you guess who I am?"

Chu Feihuan lowered her eyes, and in the half-light and half-darkness of her expression, she looked like a half-god, half-demon.

"If you can't guess it, you're right."

"I've come to write to scold you."

"I heard that you are now locked in the Youjue Prison, and you probably won't be able to scold you back. It's so miserable. Hahahaha."

There is also a faint fragrance on the thousand paper cranes, which is a kind of rare and rare elixir.

Chu Feihuan fumbled for the words on it slowly, his movements were incredibly gentle.

"I can't think of what to scold at the moment, so I owe it first."

"There are too many thousand paper cranes in my room. I probably won't be able to put them down after I fold them. Let me consume some of them first."

"Is it boring for you to stay in a room by yourself. Coincidentally, I am too. But I spend a lot more time alone than you do."

"Are you counting ants now, ah, are there ants in the Hell? If there are no ants, then I guess you are counting the stones in the wall, or walking around, looking at the number of steps from south to north in the house, yes Isn't it? Ha, I'm tired of playing with these."

Lin Jing still planned to put on a show in the front, but later he completely let himself go.

There are thousands of paper cranes in Yingluo Hall from top to bottom, and there are too many to use up.

Lin Jing didn't need his reply at all, and treated it like a tree hole, complaining about everything he observed.

Ten years in the human world, seeing so many places from God's perspective, so many high-end or low-level calculations, Lin Jing wanted to complain and said he didn't play.

The years go by.

"Have you seen the 'Tsubaki' in Duankong Valley? I have always heard that it is very powerful, but I have been to Duankong Valley so many times and I still can't find that illusory tree. It is a lie."

"Also, Chu Feihuan. After so long, have you guessed who I am?"

Lin Jing stopped writing on the last thousand paper crane for a long time. He wanted to write "Actually, I am your father" for fun, but in the end he turned his pen and shook his head, curling the corners of his lips, and wrote down meaningfully and inscrutablely. another line.

"I am an existence that you can perceive when you close your eyes."

understand?Brat, I am the nameless god who watched you grow up step by step.In a sense, he is also your father.

When Chu Feihuan received the last piece of paper, she no longer had any concept of time.

Thousand paper cranes landed on his fingertips as usual.

One minute after he unfolded it, these thousand paper cranes would turn into smoke and dissipate completely without leaving a trace, as if everything was a dream.

His fingers lightly slid across the writing on it.

——What kind of existence can you perceive when you close your eyes?

Chu Feihuan slowly raised his head.

Above the bottom of the unfathomable Jiantan is the unpredictable cold water.

Chu Feihuan's green eyes reflected a cold light, his eyelashes grew straight, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

Thousands of paper cranes turned into stars at the fingertips.

At this moment, his senses were infinitely magnified.

All sensations became fine and cold.

See the ripples across the long river.

See the breeze blowing over the bones.

See the moonlight falling from the nine heavens, pass through the world of mortals, and shine deep into the depths.

You can feel it when you close your eyes

It's the wind, and the moon.

In the Yingluo Palace, the sky is full of red threaded paper cranes.

Lin Jing fell asleep on the table.

When he woke up, the system was already by his side.

The system said: "Wipe the drool."

Lin Jing wiped his face expressionlessly: "What are you doing?"

The system said: "Don't you like watching movies? I just want to remind you that another big plot is coming."

Lin Jing was taken aback: "What?"

The system is an artificial intelligence under one year old, and said arrogantly: "If you don't believe it, forget it, I'm leaving. I don't want to take care of your copy alone."

Lin Jing didn't bother to dismantle it - come on, the degree of concern you have for this dungeon is simply unique!

After Lin Jing came to Nine Suns Sword Sect, he finally knew what the system was talking about.

It's a magic thought.

The young master of the astrology building used his spiritual power again to detect the last trace of evil thoughts.

He untied the black ribbon, opened the pupil of God, and finally pointed in the direction of Nine Suns Sword Sect with cold fingers.

Nine Suns Sword Sect.The Hell of Absolute Desolation.

——Chu Feihuan is actually a demon!

The whole world was shocked by this.

200 years ago, the scene where the Demon Lord ravaged the world is still like a lingering shadow covering the entire cultivation world.At that time, mourning was everywhere, blood flowed into pestles, and everyone's heart was tightly gripped by fear and despair.

No one wants to think about it.

Now that the astrology building gave instructions, everyone was pale, trembling, and firm in their beliefs.

Kill him—he must be killed, so that there will be no future troubles!

The storm outside was turbulent, and Chu Feihuan was still sitting quietly at the bottom of the secluded prison.

Gu Xiangsi was the first to stand up for Chu Feihuan.

She knelt in front of the head hall for three days and three nights without sleep, but was always avoided by the head of the Nine Suns Sword Sect.

This young girl who is known for her beauty and brilliance in the world of comprehension kowtowed again and again before the stone steps, blood would flow from her forehead.

Passers-by saw it and felt pity for it.

They muttered, "Chu Feihuan is really lucky to have this peerless beauty treat her sincerely."

"It's a pity that he is a demon, otherwise I would have been moved by this friendship."

Lin Jing sneered: "I'm also moved by their love."

But the devil.If there is a demonic thought in the body, will it definitely become a demon?Who made the rules?Is it so hasty to judge a person's good and evil?

Thousands of paper cranes in the Yingluo Temple swayed in the air with the wind, colliding and rubbing against each other, making crisp and melodious sounds.

When Shangguan Wuya came in, Lin Jing washed his hands in front of Lianhu, his little finger would always be aching and needed to be soaked.

"How is Ah Qing's body feeling recently?" In front of outsiders, the coercive and indifferent leader of the Ling Xiao faction is just a refined and easy-going father in front of his beloved daughter.

Lin Jing remembered Chu Feihuan's matter, tilted his head and asked a little strangely: "Father, will you become a demon if you have evil thoughts?"

Shangguan Wuya's expression froze, and he said softly, "Why did Ah Qing ask about this today?"

Lin Jing made up a reason and said: "I read the book and saw the reason for the establishment of the Immortal Alliance, and I am a little confused. If the evil thought enters the body, will it really become a demon?"

Shangguan Wuya shook his head and gave an explanation from the perspective of a powerful person in the out-of-body period: "Not necessarily, the demonic thoughts are just like the demons of the heart, just a kind of distracting thoughts from the bottom of the heart that interfere with people's thinking. If the human heart is pure, it may not be Become a demon."

Lin Jing: "Then why did the Xianmeng want to kill them all?"

Looking at his daughter's clear eyes, Shangguan Wuya felt both love and helplessness for her innocence, and said with a smile: "Ah Qing, there is no need to bury a huge hidden danger for yourself in the cultivation world, and you don't need to gamble on things that can be eradicated. "

Although cruel, it is also understandable.

Pain came from Lin Jing's little finger, and he nodded slightly: "What Daddy said is true."

Will it become a demon?Certainly not.

Otherwise, the setting of this game has no meaning at all.

Lin Jing never sent a thousand paper cranes to Chu Feihuan again.

He continued to quietly appear beside him, watching all the good and bad people he met, all the love and hatred he met.

Gu Xiangsi finally gave up everything and opened the door of Youjue Prison.

She didn't know where she stole the token from, and even lit a fire above the sword pool in order to deceive people. The fire was full of light and thick smoke billowed.

The girl in the blue dress rushed in, shouting hoarsely: "Chu Feihuan!"

It's touching.

Lin Jing couldn't do anything, just watched the two desperate mandarin ducks from the side.

Gu Xiangsi stumbled, her eyes were bloodshot and rushed to Chu Feihuan, without saying a word, she directly held his hand. "Let's go, Chu Feihuan, I'll take you away." She choked up, tears had gathered in her eyes, Chu Feihuan raised her eyes to look at her, her blue eyes were calm, and smiled slightly: "Where is Senior Sister Gu taking me. "

Gu Xiangsi burst into tears and said, "I'll take you away."

Lin Jing sighed.

Alas, the famous scene.

I took you home back then, now I take you away, desperate to protect you for the rest of my life.

Gu Xiangsi really used the heroine's script, but she is a villain.

Lin Jing looked at Chu Feihuan with complicated eyes.

So what kind of tragic scene will it be when love and hate are reversed in the end?

Lin Jing can play this game to the top of the list, and his sensitivity to certain things has reached the extreme.

He continued to follow the two men.

After leaving the Prison of Netherness, it was indeed the elders of the sect who came furiously, as well as the disciples of the Sword Sect.

Holding torches, they yelled loudly to eliminate demons and defend the way, with hideous and distorted expressions.

Gu Xiangsi stood in front of Chu Feihuan, holding the Biling Sword with trembling fingers.

"Xiangsi, don't be so obsessed."

Another female elder is Gu Xiangsi's master. Seeing her beloved disciple's sad expression, she sighed softly: "Now you go to the Discipline Hall to confess your sins, and you can get a lighter punishment. Don't interfere with the rest."

Gu Xiangsi burst into tears and said tremblingly, "No! Master, Chu Feihuan, he is not a devil! He is not a devil! You believe me!"

The male elder was furious: "Isn't it a demon cultivator? The astrology building has already given instructions, but you are still speaking for him! Today I will kill you together!"

"Let go of lovesickness"

Lin Jing sat on a tree not far away, and the wind blew the thousand paper cranes on his skirt as decorations to sway gently.

He was playing with a leaf, and suddenly felt that the scene was not as exciting as he had imagined.

Too bad, really too bad.

He watched the thick smoke billowing and thousands of arrows firing, and watched the blood flow into rivers of swords, lights and swords.

Seeing how the uncultivated Chu Feihuan had his legs broken and knelt in the mud.

See how Gu Xiangsi fights desperately, using his body to shield him from the prejudice and storms of the outside world.

Tears and blood fell together.

At the last moment, someone rushed out to block the sword for them.

"Ask for love? Do you want to get involved in this matter?"

It's Xue Wenqing.

This sickly young man with low cultivation stood in front of the man and woman with open arms.The blood hole on his body couldn't stop, it seemed that he was about to fall down in a second, but his eyes were sad: "The matter of the elder's killing demons, let the Xianmeng handle it."

That night, Nine Suns Sword Sect burned down half of the mountain.

Countless love, hatred, love and hatred were borne of cause and effect that night.

Many people came from behind, including the rare head of the Sword Sect.

They are hoarse, they are noisy and argue, they are deeply affectionate in life and death, and their deep gratitude is hard to thank.

But all of this had nothing to do with Lin Jing.

The wind was very cold around his fingertips, Lin Jing tilted his head, looking at Chu Feihuan with clear eyes.

Looking at this man who stayed in the lonely and secluded stone room for three full years, and when he came out, he was bloody and vengeful again.

The crane feathers on the black robe were soaked with blood.

He was also young and romantic, walking thousands of mountains with his sword, and he was also shining brightly, saving beautiful women in the starry night.

But now, a few words have turned the world upside down, and what awaits him is Boundless Eternal Night.

Lin Jing couldn't help but wonder what Chu Feihuan was thinking now.

It's a pity that Chu Feihuan's hair crown fell down, and her blue hair was like a waterfall, covering all her expressions.Only the hands holding the sword were cold and stiff.

Lin Jing was playing with the leaf, and suddenly felt a little sad.

I don't know whether to be sad about Chu Feihuan's current experience, or the unrevealed truth.

Chu Feihuan, do you feel deeply attached to Gu Xiangsi today?

But the story is not over yet.

Lin Jing sighed softly, leaned back, upset, put the leaves in his mouth and began to blow the tune intermittently.

It was still the same song that he was thinking about at the beginning, and played it to himself to distract himself.

The song was soft, and his white skirt and the thousand paper cranes hanging on it fluttered together, surrounded by smoke and mist, like a butterfly or a big bird.

It was only halfway through, Lin Jing's heart became even more confused, and he untied a thousand paper cranes from his waist, and spread it out, but in the end he didn't know what to write.

He closed his eyes, hurriedly folded them, and let it fly away freely.

When he turned his gaze to the Nine Suns Sword Sect's Jiantan again, he found that Chu Feihuan had been dragged off the cliff by Gu Xiangsi.

There is no way to go, to survive from death.

Of course Lin Jing could float down to see how they were doing.

But he felt dull, closed his eyes, and woke up from Yingluo Palace again.