Chapter 20: Ding Muchen Sacrificial Sword

"boom--"

The violent icy airflow is like a horizontal ice explosion. The ice and snow are full of fierce sword energy and vast magic power. The moment it sweeps past, it is like a shattered and destroyed. The Martian River, which bears the brunt, is the first to be frozen into an ice sculpture. , immediately shattered without a trace, and then Shan Bulao and Lin Songyan also turned into broken ice sculptures together.

"Asshole!"

Feng Canghai watched the three heavenly kings of his companions die together, and hurriedly stabbed the blade forward, surrounded by a layer of invincible brilliance. Players are afraid that the impact of the affection skills will be turned into strands of ice, and there is no room for evasion.

After an ice blast swept across, it was like a heavy snowfall within hundreds of meters. Snow and ice edges covered the ground. During the National Day, Sioux City seemed to have entered winter early, while Feng Canghai was scarred and alone. Standing at the same place, the people of Fenglin Huoshan and the army of strange demons he had summoned had all been wiped out by the Affection Skill, and he was left alone, holding a long sword, with scars all over his body. There are blood holes in the arms and knees. The ice pyramid penetrates the body and is still hanging. Wisps of icy air rise, accompanied by drops of blood. At this moment, this candidate for the strongest sequence in the national uniform can be described as It was extremely embarrassing.

"Puff~~~"

Feng Canghai was injured too deeply, he knelt down slowly on the ground, leaned on the long sword with one hand, looked up at the crowd, his eyes were still full of unwillingness, and said: "So, this is fate?"

"Otherwise?"

Holding the long sword, Ling Xue walked step by step, and was about to launch the finishing sword.

"Hahahaha~~~"

Feng Canghai suddenly laughed like a maniac, and shouted at someone from a distance: "Lost Fallen Leaf, this is your purpose? You created me, Feng Canghai, just to make wedding dresses for others, right?"

Lao Ding frowned: "That's not true. I just want to write about a person who yearns for success, who yearns for victory to the point where his mentality collapses and his mind is distorted. It's just right, you are Feng Canghai."

"Why!?"

Feng Canghai roared angrily: "Is it because I am not qualified enough, or am I ordinary? Why is it me, Feng Canghai?"

"This can be analyzed."

Lao Ding looked like he was sitting and discussing Taoism, and said: "First of all, the time period when "Magic Moon" is online is special, because during this time, the top players in the national server are actually not there, Fang Geque, Li Xiaoyao, the two The king of heaven has disappeared, and after that, Lin Wan'er and Yue Qingqian, who are second only to the top players, were also affected and did not go online, resulting in a scene where the top players in the national server were empty. There are only two people, Lin Xi and Purgatory Shuguang. It stands to reason that you, Feng Canghai, have the chance to become the only heavenly king in the "Phantom Moon" era, but Lu Li came back from the shuttle. With his background and game savvy, once you develop, you will have nothing Here's the chance."

"Yeah?"

The corners of Feng Canghai's mouth were full of grim smiles: "Isn't it because of more injustice? How can Ouyang Luli get the hidden profession of Longyu and be Jing Yunyue's junior, and what am I, Feng Canghai? Give me a long-lived sword fairy Lin Shaoyou, what's the use of giving me the qualification to be the inheritor of the Palace of Eternal Life? Leaving aside resources such as equipment and skills in the game, don't you think Ouyang Luli has obtained too many resources in the background story of the game? This Is it fair?"

"It's impossible."

Lao Ding's expression was slightly guilty: "Because this book "Zhan Yue" was originally written to make this book the link of all books, it is the first person, so I can only let Lu Li connect everyone with one hand, plus the process In order to avoid boring writing, I added a lot of background stories of fantasy and fairy tales, and the original intention is to make the writing not boring for myself and the readers not tired of reading it."

"What about the end?"

Feng Canghai sneered: "Aren't you tired of readers? It's not like a large group of people scolded you for losing your talent, and scolding you for not looking good, but you just wrote something. Faced with these scolding, you don't even dare to respond to this book. , What’s the matter? Was the fighting leaf who was coldly confronted by Qianfuzhi in the post bar back then? Turned into a waste?”

"It's not like this..."

Lao Ding was agitated and wanted to argue about something, but he didn't know where to start, and finally stood there sickly, muttering: "Actually, to put it bluntly, I want to try to write something else, but every time This book is all about equipment and skill books. After finishing a boring book, the original intention is good. I want to write something good-looking for readers, but the readers don’t pay the bill.”

"Because what you wrote is rubbish, so they don't pay the bill?" Feng Canghai sneered.

"Not really."

Lao Ding sighed, and said: "Because I want to write something else, it is quite a partial transformation, and the previous readers have followed it for many years, and suddenly they are not used to this transformation. They don't want to read these, just want to read Originally, so there was a lot of scolding, to put it bluntly, my writing these things may open up new readers on other channels, but the original readership has been offended."

He frowned and said: "So, many people who claim to be ten-year-old fans are very disappointed in me this time, but are they really disappointed? I am not disappointed when I hear this kind of words, ten-year-old fans Fan, where is the tolerance for me, and my attempt is not to take a few steps towards a better place. It is precisely because of this that I will not refute the criticism of this book. Writing this matter is my own. My own cultivation of the mind is my dealings with myself, and I will be responsible for all the consequences."

"snort……"

Feng Canghai sneered: "Is this asking the heart?"

"Yes, this is asking the heart."

Lao Ding looked up at him: "Everyone has things that are ashamed of being humane, and there are some thoughts that are invisible to others. I am a writer, so I don't have so many disagreements, but this time, I am willing to face it." , The good and the bad are all my lost leaves. I will be worthy of this pen name and my own heart. Some readers scold me for losing my original intention long ago. In fact, I often meet with my original intention and torture myself. Come on, it's always been like this."

"Hahahahaha~~~~"

Feng Canghai raised his head and laughed loudly: "You are such a coy person, you want to be a good person, you want to be kind and happy, you want to write cool articles, and you want to tell the world what is in your heart, you deserve it, you deserve it, you deserve it. scolded."

Lao Ding sighed: "Okay, you can die, Ling Xue, do it."

"Yes, father."

Lingxue darted forward with one stride, and the blade pierced straight through Feng Canghai's mouth, piercing through his brain. Immediately after a puddle of blood, Feng Canghai turned upside down in amazement, turning into wisps of dust.

...

"Um?"

Su Xiran stepped forward, seeing Feng Canghai's body kept being refreshed, couldn't help frowning and said, "Huh? What's wrong with father, I asked my heart as I agreed, why did I suddenly become anxious, let Lingxue kill Feng Canghai so quickly, what's wrong with this?" It's not your style."

Ling Xue also looked suspicious.

Old Ding Nuzui said: "If you ask your heart, you can ask your heart, but at least a person with a heart can ask me a heart. What kind of thing is Feng Canghai? A complete villain, what qualifications do I have for me to ask my heart?"

Lin Yixin smiled slightly: "It seems that in father's heart, Zhu Yingluan's status is far higher than Feng Canghai's."

"certainly."

...

"alright."

Seeing that the last trace of Feng Canghai on the ground disappeared, Lin Yixin smiled and said, "Feng Canghai's bondage has been resolved, next... find a place to rest, and then look for a new bond?"

"Um."

Old Ding nodded.

But at this moment, there was a sudden "buzz", the ground trembled, and in the southwest, a ray of bright sword light shot up into the sky, as if to divide the entire sky into two, and the sword intent was full of After the anger, unwillingness, remorse and self-blame, even after the sword light flew into the sky and disappeared into the starry sky, the palpitations still lingered.

"What's wrong?"

Lao Ding didn't know why.

"Someone sacrificed the sword."

Lin Yixin frowned, and said: "It's more than a thousand kilometers away from here, it should be in the area of ​​Jiangxi Province, the sword is so strong... unexpectedly, you can feel the sharpness of this sword so clearly from such a distance!"

Ling Xue turned around and asked, "Sister Xiran, what's going on?"

Su Xiran looked gloomy, and bit her red lips: "It's Team Ding, he's almost unable to suppress his demons."

"Is it Ding Muchen?"

Lao Ding suddenly turned around and looked to the southwest. The young man, the son he loved the most, was in a certain inn in Wuyuan, the young man who almost committed suicide by burning charcoal because he felt guilty about the mountain. The strongest knight in the national uniform, who killed the super king who made the entire national uniform terrified with a single hand, sacrificed his sword.

Lin Yixin frowned and said, "If it's Ding Muchen, something bad will happen. He... If he really can't suppress the demons and let the dark Ding Muchen appear, the degree of horror will be no less than that of the black scholar, and it may even be a little more terrifying , because his unwillingness and anger are heavier than that of the black scholar, and it will be quite tricky."

"Father!"

Su Xiran turned around and held Lao Ding's wrist, with an apology on his face, and said: "Xi Ran can only accompany you here, I must go to Wuyuan immediately, maybe my presence will make Team Ding's mood clearer , at least someone to talk to him, his demons will be separated from the main body later."

"knew."

Lao Ding frowned: "Xiran, you have to be careful and cherish..."

Su Xiran let out an "um", tears welled up in her beautiful eyes.

Lao Ding patted his watch and said, "Xingyan, are you there?"

"Here I am."

"Immediately send a helicopter over to take Su Xiran to the airport, book her the earliest flight to Wuyuan, or even arrange a special plane, the sooner the better, take her all the way to Wuyuan."

"yes!"

Xingyan said: "The helicopter will arrive in 13 minutes, please do not leave the place."

...

Su Xiran left.

Now, by Lao Ding's side are Lin Yixin, Ling Xue, and Ling Yue.