Following the sudden warning of spiritual fluctuations in his mind, Chen An turned around suddenly, and in the dark room, his eyes flashed with a light blue light.
There are always "travel nodes" for travel outside. As a traveler, Chen An is difficult to kill.
Just be prepared enough.
At the same time, his figure suddenly appeared outside the house.
"He doesn't believe me."
With a long sigh of relief, Chen An quickly looked at Gu Laiyin, Luo Qi and Tu Zi.
At this moment, the door of Ling Qinglin's house was quietly pushed open.
I saw,
It was a man wearing a silver knight's uniform, holding a sharp blade, with a thick beard covering his chin and under his nose, and his slightly wrinkled face showed signs of age.
"You...are all contaminated?"
A low voice sounded, and the man's eyes glanced over Chen An and the other four.
Chen An remembered this man. In his false memory, this man's name was Ling Shan, and he was Ling Qinglin's father.
False father.
And behind him, in the darkness, a stream of light suddenly shot out!
The arrow almost reached Chen An's eyes in the blink of an eye, but was crushed by a big purple hand that appeared out of thin air!
The purple wrist seemed to be composed of sarcoma and tentacles, appearing out of thin air and disappearing after a pinch.
Chen An was slightly startled. He followed the spiritual fluctuations and looked at Gu Laiyin. When he saw his gentle eyes looking at him, the two looked at each other.
Is it the ability of Gu Laiyin, the terrifying "twisted thing"...
"Weird, it's a strange power."
Lingshan growled, his eyes filled with confusion, followed by fear.
But in the end, he still shouted hoarsely, holding a sharp blade, and holding the cross-shaped sword blade, which symbolized "Knight's Glory", and rushed forward!
Behind him, Ling Anruo, who had just fired the arrow, walked out expressionlessly. The long bow in his hand was bent, and the three arrows were already strung.
"Just let Ling Qinglin kill Ling Anruo." Tuzi Moore muttered, then took a step forward and faced the charging Lingshan.
Chen An took a deep breath and retreated behind everyone. His eyes were uncertain, and he couldn't figure out the meaning of "tree".
In the setting of "Tree", the night in Happy Town is dangerous, and residents are not allowed to go out.
But as Ling Qinglin didn't believe in himself, his family...
go out.
what does that mean?
Moreover, the residents of the surrounding towns must have noticed such a big movement.
Chen An looked around, but found that there were no lights or fires on the windows of the houses. Except for the sound of the night wind and the rustling of grass and trees, there was no human movement around.
The "tree" controlled these "fake people", but now it has violated the rules above it...
Why?
Before Chen An could think about it, he saw Tu Zi's right arm thrust forward, the jet-black color spreading into the shape of a sword blade, and it was slashing towards Lingshan with a violent and destructive aura!
The silver sword blade in Lingshan's hand made a blocking gesture, but how could a mortal's power compete with the strangeness?
Tuzi Moore is a terrifying "Headless Horseman"!
The silver sword blade only lasted for less than half a second before it was shattered by Tu Zi's black sword. Then, the black sword slashed down from Lingshan's shoulder without any hesitation.
With the blood stained, Lingshan fell to the ground dully.
"Father!"
A shrill scream came from the room behind her. In the darkness, Ling Anruo's three arrows failed to shoot. She flicked her wrist and her pretty face turned pale instantly.
And Ling Qinglin's figure finally walked out of the house.
He looked at Lingshan who fell to the ground in disbelief, at the bloody and cruel scars, at the familiar Tu Zi, Gu Lai Yin and Chen An in his memory...
"You...you..."
His mouth opened wide, his eyes were red, and as tears welled up, he was speechless for a while.
Under the moonlight, the unclear night sky is gray, like "Klein blue", and there is always a gray mist between the clouds. There is no light from the moon or the sun, but a faint "moonlight" is emitted.
In the night, Ling Qinglin's handsome, woman-like face flushed slightly. He pulled out the narrow sword from his waist angrily, and pointed the sword tip directly at Chen An. His lips were trembling, but his legs were trembling.
"Why..." he said harshly.
Chen An glanced at Tuzi Moore. In his memory, this bald man had a calm temperament. Although Lingshan was a false human being and a soulless body,...
Will doing this now really not irritate Ling Qinglin and cause the opposite effect?
There was no emotion on Tuzi Moore's face. It seemed that killing his father with his own hands had always had some impact on him.
On the other hand, according to the ancient book recorded in the ancient Moorish language, that father may be the real father.
"Ling Qinglin, that's all false, including... your current memory, your thoughts, your sister, these are all false." Chen An sighed, he took a step forward, and repeated the familiar words again tell.
Ling Qinglin listened to Chen An's words. He had already heard these things in the room.
However, perhaps because his father died in front of him, but there was no movement from the surrounding townspeople, he couldn't help but notice something strange.
He pursed his lips, lowered his head slightly, and stared at Chen An with a pair of red bloodshot eyes and a tear-filled face.
"So, you're telling me these are all fake?"
He pointed to Ling Anruo, who was pale and slumped on the ground, eyes blank.
"My sister is also fake?"
He smiled, with a smile that seemed self-deprecating and tragic at the corner of his mouth.
Chen An looked at his appearance and couldn't help but sigh.
Yes, this is cruel.
Rather than facing the unknown and strange, rather than facing the crisis of life and death... Sometimes, breaking the happiness and peace in the heart is greater cruelty and greater terror.
Everyone will complain about the ordinary life, worry about the life that ends in sight, and feel helpless about the boring and boring life, day after day, year after year.
But what if one day you suddenly discover that the parents, relatives, friends, and loved ones around you are all fake?
You suddenly discover that maybe... the life you have experienced, which you feel is boring and lacks passion, is actually just a false game.
Is this scary?
But indeed, compared to this, the masked man who encountered a robbery seemed to be more scary.
But some horrors are fleeting after an instant.
Some horrors may feel like nothing for a while, but then they will sink deep into the core as you realize the seriousness of the matter.
Penetrating bit by bit,
It makes people despair.
"You fart!"
Ling Qinglin roared again.
Chen An looked at his flushed cheeks, but his handsome face looked a little distorted at the moment.
"Then tell me what is true? What I saw is true. It was you madmen whose minds were twisted by weird things, who killed my father!"
Ling Qinglin's body was swaying, as if he had no strength. He choked and shouted: "You...you..."
He paused, holding back his nose and tears, and stared blankly at Chen An and the others.
After a while, he laughed again.
"Why, you are crazy, why do you want to disturb my happy life..."
"Why!"
"Why!"
"Why!"
Listening to Ling Qinglin's almost hysterical roar, Chen An closed his eyes.
He sighed and said: "Ling Qinglin, I, Chen An, am not qualified to persuade you. I apologize to you here for Tu Zi's behavior, but..."
Chen An squinted his eyes, took a step forward, and stared into Ling Qinglin's red eyes.
Remember, when he and Ling Qinglin were in the Confinement Tower, when the old man in the Night Palace died in front of him.
That scene.
Ling Qinglin should have seen it too.
so.
"You yourself already knew that all this was false, didn't you?"
Chen An looked at Ling Qinglin and said in a low voice with no emotion in his eyes.
"Then what is the reason why you would rather indulge in false happiness than face the truth?"
he asked.
