Dim light shines down from the sky, like looking up from under water, the light and shadow are hazy.
Under the gray clouds, the land was scorched black and in a mess.
Ashes floated in the air, and the smell of burning filled every inch of space.
Looking around, smoking corpses could be seen everywhere, and broken mecha parts were scattered everywhere.
"Click, Gudong..."
A huge creature was kneeling on the ground, holding a human corpse in both hands. It was chewing and swallowing. The sound of cracking bones made people feel numb.
It has a big lizard-like tail, dark red skin all over its body, large spikes protruding from its back, and two long pointed horns on its forehead.
This is a great demon of the abyss, the upper echelon of the carbon-based food chain in the multiverse.
They are evil, powerful, greedy, and bloodthirsty, and are the embodiment of killing and violence. No matter where it appears, it will bring a bloody storm.
The great demon was feeding, and its food was a miserable creature.
While he was devouring, an arm hung down from the gap in the big claws. The sleeves of the combat uniform on it were still intact. It was not difficult to tell that it was the body of a mercenary.
"Snoring..."
Suddenly, the big demon stopped moving. He raised his ferocious head, black blood dripping down his fangs and onto his shoulders. Red eyes that seemed to be flowing with lava looked alertly into the darkness in the distance, as if some danger was approaching.
"Holla, Siesta..."
Obscure syllables sounded like the whispers of the devil. The big demon seemed frightened and fled into the rugged obsidian area on hands and knees.
A moment later, a pair of shiny leather shoes stepped on the charred earth.
"It seems that we have gained a lot this time."
The speaker was a young nobleman. He was wearing a high-end off-white dress, handsome and free-spirited. However, there was a dark evil aura between his eyebrows.
There was no one else around him, and it was as if he was talking to the air, which was extremely strange.
"Well, he died not long ago..."
He stopped in front of a pile of charred corpses, resting his chin on one hand as if assessing the freshness of the corpses.
"Buzz!"
A large space crack opened behind him, and a huge claw stretched out, grabbed several corpses, and retracted them.
In the lava mountains, there is a huge beast egg. There was a big hole in the top of the egg. The claws protrude from the broken shell.
Soon there was the sound of chewing inside the egg shell, and the crisp sound of broken bones continued to be heard. Blood spattered at the breach and flowed downwards along the egg shell.
After eating, the beast's claws stretched out again, picked up several corpses and put them into the egg shells.
"Eat, eat to your heart's content!"
"Soon you will be able to absorb enough energy, break out of your shell, and rule the world!"
The young noble opened his hands, his eyes flashing with madness. Corpses were dragged into the field one after another and put into the flesh and blood mixer inside the egg shell.
"I am looking forward to this moment with great piety and enthusiasm!"
While a cruel scene was going on somewhere in the Green Continent, tens of thousands of kilometers away, in a mansion on the northern edge of the Red Earth Continent, there was a completely opposite scene.
On the small platform in the middle of the double staircase in the hall, the maids took turns to perform. There was singing, dancing, and lively celebrations.
"Mr. Butler, you haven't performed yet today." "Yes, yes, Mr. Butler sings very well." "Mr. Butler, don't be embarrassed, come and sing a song~"
The housekeeper, Mr. K, was pushed and pulled by several maids to get on the stage.
"Okay, then I'll show my shame."
Soon, a deep and rich bass echoed in the hall.
"The tall white birch trees, the clear blue sky, and the gentle breeze coming from the south."
"The magnolias are blooming on the hills in the spring of the Northland. Ah, the spring of the Northland has arrived..."
The song was melancholy and deep, with a touch of homesickness. The maids were so mesmerized that they couldn't help but sway to the melody.
This piece of music is the famous "Spring in the North Country" on Earth. It was sung by Chen Xingjiao, and it just fits Lao K's deep and deep voice.
"There are clumps of Ditang trees, the morning is foggy, and the waterwheel cabin is quiet."
"There are bursts of children's songs, spring in the north, ah, spring in the north has arrived."
"My brother is just like my old father. They are a pair of taciturn people. They never have time to worry about drinking wine, and occasionally drink a few cups at each other."
"My hometown, my hometown, when will I be able to return to your arms!"
Listening to the familiar songs, Chen Xing couldn't help but think of his parents on earth, friends in his hometown, and the girl he had a crush on, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but get wet.
After the song was sung, it was quiet for a while, and there was warm applause.
"Mr. Butler sang so well!" "It's so touching, I almost cried!" "Yeah!"
Chen Xing secretly wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, put on a cheerful smile, clapped the side table hard, clapped, and shouted: "Good singing! Reward me with money!"
Jian Yue Canglian held a tray with a reward of twenty gold coins in it, and distributed it to Old K on the spot.
"Assistant Yang, let's do one too!" "That's right, Mr. Butler will also perform."
After tossing Lao K, the maids came to tease Xiao Yang again.
"I can't sing..." Xiao Yang quickly refused.
"You can dance if you can't sing~" "Yes, yes, Assistant Yang, don't be embarrassed, come and perform too~"
"I can't dance either!" Xiao Yang screamed and ran away.
"Don't run away!" "You have to go up and perform even if you don't know how." The maids chased after him.
"No, I won't die!" Xiao Yang hid behind the sofa, pulling on the backrest with his hands, shamelessly refusing to perform on stage.
"Master, Assistant Yang refuses to perform!" "Assistant Yang is incompetent." "There is no collective spirit!" The maids all ran to Chen Xing to complain.
Being pestered by the maids, Chen Xing turned to Xiao Yang and said, "You can also perform a show. I remember you danced with Guo Ying at the last dance." Then he encouraged, "Dance well, here you go." You reward me with money!”
Xiao Yang was helpless, and with the help of the maids, he was half pushed and half pushed onto the stage.
"I love you, little fat pig, I love you..."
"Kiss you, little fat pig, don't shed tears, I love you..."
While singing, Xiao Yang entered the country, wriggling his buttocks with enthusiasm, looking very much enjoying himself. "Little fat pig, don't be upset, I love you..."
The maids pursed their lips and smiled. I have to say that the way Xiao Yang twists his butt is quite funny, and he is also very serious about it.
He danced to a golden song and received warm applause from the audience.
"Assistant Yang is so handsome!" "Assistant Yang is so sassy!" "Assistant Yang is the best!"
"If you sing well, you will be rewarded with money!" Chen Xing cheered loudly.
Jian Yue Canglian came over with a plate and offered a reward of twenty gold coins.
"Thank you, boss!" Xiao Yang happily took the reward.
Seeing Xiao Yang's messy look, Chen Xing couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Xiao Xuan would soon squeeze out all the money. It feels like the reward is not given to Xiao Yang, but to Green Tea.
Although this association made him very unhappy, there was nothing he could do about it. One of them was willing to fight and the other was willing to suffer. You and I were willing. It was reasonable and legal, and there was nothing he could do about it.
"The maid should also come~" "Yeah, the maid hasn't performed yet today."
"Aren't you afraid that I will take the lead?" Jian Yue Canglian raised her head as if she was looking at a group of brats.
"Come on~" "Let us see the strength of the head maid!"
After a while, Jian Yue Cang Lian put on traditional Ying costumes, held two paper fans, and danced the Ying God Dance.
The dance is graceful and graceful. She is worthy of being a professionally trained palace maid, not something a girl raised by a flower girl can have. One eye, one painting, one dance, one poem, the artistic conception is far-reaching, full of the peerless splendor of the palace in the sky, solitary and pale.
Xiao Yang was mesmerized by the sight and started dancing along with it. Old K kept winking at him from the side to stop him from imitating others. But Xiao Yang was so intoxicated that he didn't even notice.
After the dance ended, there was only the sound of quiet breathing. Everyone was immersed in the artistic conception of the Luo Shen dance and could not extricate themselves for a long time.
At this moment, a guard came in from outside and broke the silence: "Sir, we have a guest asking to see you!"
Chen Xing was a little unhappy when his interest was interrupted, and turned around lazily, "Who is it?"
"He said he was an old friend of yours," the guard replied.
"Old friends?" Chen Xing racked his brains and didn't expect that he had any old friends who were living abroad.
"Describe it." Chen Xing said.
"A little fat, like a barrel, but very strong, with very thick arms, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a beard." The guard gestured.
Chen Xing frowned. After thinking for a long time, he didn't remember who it was, so he said without interest, "Invite him in."
After a while, a sturdy figure appeared at the door.
Chen Xing's eyes lit up at first, showing excitement, but his eyes quickly dimmed again, as if he remembered something unpleasant, and returned to his expressionless and lazy look.
"It's you..." He said quietly.
But the other party didn't mind at all. With a generous smile on his face, he strode forward and hugged Chen Xing.
"Brother, you miss me so much!"
The visitor is indeed an old friend.
And for Chen Xing, he is not only an old friend in this life, but also an old friend in the previous life.
Brothers from two lifetimes!
The man's armband was printed with three vigorous and powerful white fonts-Thunder Light Group!
The person who came was none other than Huo Zui, the deputy leader of the Lei Guang Regiment.
After a while, the two of them moved to the back garden, away from the noise in the living room.
"Tell me, what do you want to see me for?"
Chen Xing leaned back and put his feet on the back of another wicker chair, looking uninterested.
Huo Zui looked a little embarrassed and opened his mouth, but no words came out. It's both hesitant and awkward.
"Tell me, you upright heroes, why do you want to come to me, a renegade villain?" Chen Xing said in a lazy tone.
"Hehehehe..." Huozu scratched his head and showed an awkward smile, "Brother Chen Xing, why do you still mind."
When Chen Xing heard this, he immediately became angry, but he did not express it immediately. Instead, he said angrily, "Yes, I am a villain, petty, careless, and not in the same league as your heroes."
"Oh, look what I said!" Huozui slapped his mouth, "I'm sorry, brother, I'm stupid and can't speak."
"Actually, actually..." As if he was organizing his words, Huo Zui held back for a while before he said the rest, "Actually, after you left that day, the boss regretted it."
"He said you risked your life to save everyone, and he vented his anger on you. He is sorry for you."
"He said what you did was right, but we were pedantic and ignorant."
"He always said in front of us that Brother Chen Xing is a smart man and clever, and cannot be compared to us stupid soldiers..."
"Wait a minute." Chen Xing interrupted Huo Zui, "Are you trying another way to call me cunning? That's right, I'm just a villain who sees nothing but profit."
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. You misunderstood. It's really not the case. I didn't mean that." Huozui quickly shook his head and denied.
"If you don't mean it this way, that means this is what Tie Nuo means?" Chen Xing grabbed the topic and asked.
"This..." Huo Zui was a clumsy speaker. He was no match for Chen Xing. He was immediately defeated. He choked for a long time before saying, "Boss, that's not what he meant."
"Then what does he mean?" Chen Xing asked, tilting his head.
"He, he, that, that..." Huozui faltered intermittently, and it took a lot of effort to finish his sentence, "The boss said that if it weren't for Brother Chen Xing, the Thunder Light Group would no longer exist."
"He said that he was wrong and that he must apologize to Brother Chen Xing in person if he has the opportunity in the future."
"So he's here?" Chen Xing asked.
"Uh..." Huo Zui's face turned red from holding back the pain, and he was speechless for a long time.
"Okay, if you can't lie, don't tell it." Chen Xing put down his feet, turned around, and patted Huo Zui on the shoulder.
Doesn’t he still know who Tie Nuo is?
After two lives of contact, and you still don’t know the other person’s character, then his emotional intelligence is too low.
Tie Nuo has never been an impulsive person, even in the most extreme circumstances. Since he can say it, it means that it is what he thinks in his heart, and it is definitely not a hot-headed nonsense.
A word spoken is like water thrown out, a word is like a nail. Sticking to the iron is Tie Nuo's style. Worrying about gains and losses is completely unlike him. Therefore, none of what Huozui said is true.
Huozui clenched his fists, and the expression on his face changed several times. Finally, he sighed and said in a frustrated tone, "It's so tiring to talk to you smart people..."
"Yes, you are right. I made up the above words. The boss didn't say anything." Huozui admitted. Shaking his head, a little helpless.
"Then why are you here, to visit your former villain friend?" Chen Xing asked calmly with cold eyes.
Huo Zui raised his head, stared at Chen Xing with eyes as wide as copper bells, and said with determination on his face, "If I, Huo Zui, have even one word in my heart and say that you, Chen Xing, are a villain, I will be shocked." Kill him and lay his body on the street!"
Looking at the tough man in front of him, Chen Xing couldn't help but soften his tone, "You don't have to be like this, I believe you." He pressed the other man's thick shoulders, "No matter what others do, you are mine, Chen Xing." Brothers."
"Yeah." Huozui nodded heavily.
"There's an old saying in our hometown that it's normal to have friends come from far away." Chen Xing stood up and invited, "Come, let's go see a show first, then eat and drink together in the evening!"
"Come to my territory and treat me well!"
"No, it's too late..." Huo Zui suddenly became depressed, shaking his head and muttering to himself.
"Why is it too late?" Chen Xing asked doubtfully.
"It's too late, boss, it's too late..." Huozui was a little incoherent, "We have to go now to save people, he, he is in danger..."
"Who?" Chen Xing frowned slightly.
"Tie Nuo, Tie Nuo is in danger!" Huozui grabbed Chen Xing's arm excitedly, "The only one who can save him now is you!"
"Haha..." Chen Xing laughed miserably and broke open his hand, "We are neither relatives nor friends. I'm afraid that if I are willing, others won't be willing either."
He and Tie Nuo have broken up and have nothing to do with each other. Their futures are like two parallel lines that never intersect.
"I know that you are still complaining about the boss in your heart. What he said that day was indeed very hurtful, but I know that is not what he thought in his heart." Huozui said sincerely.
"Are you Tie Nuo? Or are you the roundworm in his belly?" Chen Xing put away his smile and put on a cold expression, "Brother, if you come to reminisce today, I will serve you with wine and meat, but if it's something else, , I'm sorry, but I won't accompany you."
After saying that, Chen Xing turned around and left without the slightest nostalgia.
"He said……"
"He said that if one day, he is gone, let us come to you."
Chen Xing's footsteps stopped. He turned around slowly. For some reason, when he heard these words, the blood all over his body seemed to boil.
"He said that his head was too simple, and things were either straight or curved, so he always hit a wall..."
"He said you are different. You can always find a straight path in the complicated detours."
"Did he really say that?" Chen Xing's voice trembled slightly. In this world, he only respects three people, the mayor, the black old monster, and Tie Nuo!
"He said that if one day, he is gone, let us come to you."
"He said that in this cruel world, maybe you are more suitable to lead the Thunder Group than him. If we follow him, we may never be able to touch our dreams..."
"Our dream." Huo Zui's voice became smaller and smaller, reaching its peak, as if he was talking to himself.
"What is your dream?" Chen Xing asked.
After two lives, he actually still doesn't know what the Thunder Light Group's dream and Tie Nuo's dream are.
"Tie Nuo's dream, Shen Guangming's dream, Hong Lei's dream, our dream..."
"Tie Nuo said that mercenary is the most romantic profession in the world. You can take risks, fight together, and drink together with your brothers..."
"However, the profession of mercenary is too hard. Except for a small number of people who can get ahead, the rest will not have a stable life until they grow old."
"We want to build a country of mercenaries. There, even if the mercenaries are old, disabled and can no longer fight, they can still have a place to stay. Everyone can still chat and drink together. Old mercenaries can help young people The mercenaries told them stories about the past and imparted their combat experience to them..."
It turns out that this is their dream.
Chen Xing's eyes couldn't help but moisten. Looking back on my mercenary career in my previous life, there were hardships and laughter, but I never really felt at ease. I always feel like a drifting fallen leaf, drifting with the tide. I never know where I will drift tomorrow after today.
Most of the low-level mercenaries are confused about the future.
Back in the city, I had no means of survival, and I was used to a life of freedom and gratification. I couldn't lower my head to do menial and unskilled jobs, which would only consume my previous savings. Mercenaries like to drink because they don't want to think about the future, because the bottom mercenaries never have a future!
Wrapped in horse leather, dying in a foreign land, dying on the battlefield may be the best ending for a mercenary.
In this world, there are people who have great ideals and want to change the world, even just a little bit.
With Tienuo's ability, he could find a place to live a stable life at any time, but for the ideal in his heart, he never stopped.
The sadness of the world is my sadness, and the pain of the world is my pain.
Compassion for heaven and mercy, great love.
Some people live a peaceful and stable life, but when they were young, they set the ambition of "I want to study for the rise of the country." We have no choice but to work hard regardless of our own safety."
The world has changed precisely because of these great beings.
"So you joined the Lan Kingdom?" Chen Xing asked, suppressing his boiling blood.
"How did you know!" Huo Zui looked shocked, because he had never told anyone else.
Chen Xing will not tell him that he is a reborn person and knows many things.
Lan Guo is nothing but a scam.
How could an ambitious prince who wanted to restore his country be an idealist?
Joan Malan is just using mercenaries and does not really want to build a mercenary country.
"Tell me what happened……"
Chen Xing sat down again.
He is not a hero and cannot be a hero, but he yearns for a hero.
He simply believed that the world would be better with Tienuo.
