The protagonist has special revenge skills

"Master Qu, I think if you are looking for a wolf orc, he should be here." Gu Yong continued to shout, and then seemed to walk around something twice, with a troubled look on his face.

"Yes! I'm looking for him!" Qu Zhengyin's voice was trembling, but he still roared loudly, looking at Le Yao with empty eyes, but his eyes had nowhere to fall, "He should appear here, not in the jungle! It is also impossible for you to watch so casually!"

"Who are you talking about? When did you meet the male?" Le Yao frowned. A guy he had never heard of broke into the world of the person he regarded as his closest relative without authorization, which made him very worried. And uneasy, "You must explain clearly! Hey! Zheng Yin!"

Qu Zhengyin ran away, he didn't want to hear Le Yao ask Mang who this person is, although he fully understood intellectually, what he had experienced with Mang and Le Yao seemed to be just a dream of his, without reality sex.

Everything grows in the jungle, and he can smell the fragrance of flowers, grass and soil, but the further he walks, the more intense is another smell that is not uncommon in the jungle.Damp, rot, the smell of death.

What finally appeared was a white wolf, with silvery fur, strong muscles, and blood-colored eyes, everything was just as he had described.Qu Zhengyin recognized at first sight that this was the person he was thinking of.

But reckless...

Why is your fur already covered in dirt?

Why do your eyes never blink?

Why are you lying on the ground so dejected?

Why... your chest doesn't rise, your breath doesn't go on?

Qu Zhengyin was reluctant to blink, for fear that if he blinked, tears would fall.So he leaned on the tree and walked forward step by step with soft steps.

The white wolf waited for him quietly. Like countless times before, he knew everything, but because he loved him too much and couldn't bear to criticize him, he had to treat him twice as well, trying to calm his restless heart.Perhaps the source of this feeling is the irresistible attraction, but love cannot be faked, because after too much experience, it is better to distinguish the authenticity of this feeling.For this one, as long as he looks back, he will always be waiting for his feelings, and no one can say that this is fake.

Did you trip over something?Qu Zhengyin's knees could no longer support his body. He staggered and fell to the ground. The rotten branches and leaves piled up on the ground to form a soft cushion, gently accepting the absent-minded passerby.

So, using all fours, he crawled to the side of the white wolf.The stench and rotten smell emanated from this body. From a close look, the shiny fur was messy and intertwined. I don't know how long it has been here. The soil is mixed with some unknown dirty things. Clumped and covered his body, the dust mercilessly covered up his brilliance.Who can think of this man's heroic appearance in this embarrassing and humble death?

Although Gu Yong didn't touch it, he had already seen the whole body of the corpse. He stroked his chin and said thoughtfully: "Looking at the degree of decay, he has been dead for about 5.6 days. It's strange, there is no fatal body on him." Injured, did he die of illness?" He clicked his tongue twice and shook his head, as if he felt sorry for the orc, dying on the battlefield or at the claws of wild beasts was more honorable than dying from such a wimpy disease. too much.

"Enough! Don't talk about it!" Qu Zhengyin stared at Gu Yong fiercely, even though the cruel reality was in front of his eyes, he would not allow anyone to speak of Mang's death.

He obviously just fell asleep quietly, too deeply and deeply, so he didn't notice their arrival, so he just lay quietly.But he slept for too long, his body was so dirty, he should get up, wash himself, and be with him.The corners of Qu Zhengyin's mouth twitched, like he was laughing, but more like crying.

Carefully stretching out his hand, he gently touched the white wolf's paw, limp without a trace of vitality from the living.Qu Zhengyin withdrew his hand and climbed onto the head of the white wolf. The bloody eyes that had never been closed gradually reflected the shadow of a person, so he stretched out his hands a little excitedly, wanting to hug the head.

A kind of soft thing was embraced by him. Except for the skull, the skin and flesh of this corpse seemed to be minced meat added by later generations. Under his gentle movements, the fur was easily torn like cotton wool, and the festering carrion The half-rotten "flow" came out, covering his upper body.

The unspeakable stench in the air became more intense. Qu Zhengyin stopped crying and laughing, his expression maintained a strange arc, and he lay on the rotting corpse in a daze until he was pulled away violently.

"What the hell are you doing!" Le Yao yelled at him angrily, "Lying on the rotting corpse, do you want to die!" Then he grabbed the animal skin bag in the hand of a female beside him and dumped all the contents inside Come out, "Borrow it."

The female dared not speak out, and could only watch the fruits of her labor scattered all over the ground, because they were too close to the rotting corpses, these things were no longer edible, but this time there was no harvest, and the female comforted herself with this.But soon, he discovered that he had lost one more item.

Le Yao patted the dust on the animal skin bag, taking it as an animal skin to wipe his face for the time being, picked the cleanest place, pulled Qu Zhengyin over, and carefully wiped off the carrion on his face.He was still accusing him angrily: "How did you know this orc! Didn't you see that he is a plague orc? He is still your follower?! Fortunately, he is dead now, otherwise who knows where you will be deceived go!"

Qu Zhengyin stood there blankly, his eyes never leaving the mass of carrion that still maintained the shape of a beast, until Le Yao said the last words, pulling his spirit back.There was a look of disbelief in his dark eyes, and there was a kind of creepy madness in his hoarse voice: "Ah Yao, you have been watching the things between us! We saw Mang in the square together, Mang became my follower in front of you, and you are still very optimistic about him, and entrusted me to him... Don't you remember?"

Le Yao stroked his turbid hair, held him in his arms without any disgust, and comforted him gently: "Don't you remember that we went to the square before we came out, the male who has been dead for 5.6 days is It’s impossible to be there. You’re just too lonely and longing for someone who loves you so much, that’s why you have this illusion.”

Like an elder, he gently caressed Qu Zhengyin's back, wanting to brush away his insecurity: "Yesterday I thought you'd grown up, aren't you still a child? Follow me to Mantu Tribe, I can always be with you there, okay?"

Qu Zhengyin leaned in Le Yao's soft embrace, looked over his shoulder at the silver wolf's body, the last light in his eyes slowly went out, for a long time, just when Le Yao thought it was another rejection, he said weakly : "Then I will, let's go."

What reason is there to refuse again?There are only unbearable and painful memories left here, and only he can know this memory. If this feeling of loneliness is not experienced personally, it is absolutely incomprehensible.What remains on this land is love or hate, and what happened that should have been witnessed by countless people just disappeared in the backward flow of time.

Time is really an extremely powerful thing, you can never fathom it, and you can never control it.However, those things you really experienced stay in memory, time goes back, everything will return to the original point, and only you know what is going to happen, sometimes it is not necessarily a good thing.For example, now, when Qu Zhengyin desperately wanted to seek comfort and encouragement from Le Yao, all he got was the blank look in his eyes.

So he stopped talking, and finally understood the horror of reality. Every choice he made, every action he made, was deeply left in time, and he went back to the past again. Joy and pain are the same. illusory.

Qu Zhengyin closed his eyes, and said softly to Le Yao, "Bury him, I...at least we met him here."

Le Yao frowned. In his eyes, it was just the corpse of an insignificant plague orc. Such things are not uncommon in the dark jungle.But he didn't have the heart to scar his bad friend again for these insignificant things, so he said to Ah Xing, "Let's bury him."

Here are all females, how to dig a big hole that can bury this silver wolf?They looked at each other, and finally Gu Yong let out a low growl, turned into a fierce tiger, dug a big hole with his sharp claws, and put the silver wolf's body in it.

Qu Zhengyin watched as Mang's body was slowly covered by mud, and on his rotten head, he could no longer see whether the eyes were closed.So this regret, and in front of the village chief's house, never knowing whether Mang finally left with peace of mind at that time, has become something he will never forget.

When the last handful of soil filled the big hole, Qu Zhengyin's spirit had completely calmed down, but something seemed to have been pulled away from him, and his eyes were like an old man who was dying, and he said sleepily: "Let's go!" , let's go."

Then a burst of anxious beast roars came from the direction they came from, and it came as expected.

The team immediately fell silent, Qu Zhengyin let go of Le Yao, and looked at the scene in front of him silently.Man hugged Le Yao and asked worriedly. An orc came over and wanted to say something to him.However, there is a beautiful and crisp sound faintly coming from the jungle. It is the sound bird singing high, singing freely, happily and joyfully.

That's a beautiful song.

"Zheng Yin?" Le Yao was looking at him cautiously, his brows were filled with worry, but he still tried to put on a carefree look, "Do you want Yinniao?"

As if in the past, the same person asked the same sentence.

Then, there was a silly male who knocked on his door early in the morning and offered him a song bird.

There was another lunatic who used this beautiful bird of love to destroy countless happiness and joys, and finally destroyed himself.

"A bird that represents love?" Qu Zhengyin smiled softly, finally there was a gleam of light in his eyes, was it the luster of tears, or the light of spirit, he couldn't tell the difference, it was just happy, happy Tell Le Yao again, tell everyone present that in a place that no one saw, he and a person talked about a stupid and crazy failed love that only they knew, but for anyone in this love For me, this is the most beautiful, the happiest, the most sincere love.

"No need, I..." He opened his mouth for a long time, changed the shape of his mouth a few times, and finally smiled warmly, "Someone already gave me a sound bird."