Feng Linwen really doesn't want to go to the bloody battlefield?
Of course he is going!
But I don’t go there in person, and I don’t go recklessly.
Things like luck can be sold by the pound in Luotian Palace.
And everything that can be bought and sold is actually not that reliable.
Therefore, Feng Linwen rarely really gambles on luck, unless there is really no other way.
From a different perspective, Battalion Commander Guo discovered that since Feng Linwen made the decision, he had been reclusive and rarely showed up.
Feng Linyi, on the other hand, was hiding in his room, constantly releasing spiritual butterflies, traveling through time and space, landing on some people who could synchronize their dreams, and guiding these people into the blood-killing battlefield, trying to find a safe way to the deep. path at.
Buzz!
Feng Linwen woke up from his dream again.
What flashed back in his eyes was still the thunderous sword light.
"Blood Killing Battlefield... It is indeed well-deserved. I fell into dreams nine times in a row, and nine people with different origins and identities entered simultaneously. But none of them persisted for more than half a day... Even with my help and guidance. It's the same. It was a real troubled land, with no rules to be found, and it seemed that the only two ways were to rely on luck and to rush through." Thinking of this, Feng Linye recalled that several times in a row, he had caught a glimpse of Baoguang.
When a god falls, his blood is enough to nourish a treasure land.
What's more, it's the bloody battlefield, where countless strong men have fallen. Their bodies and souls are trapped there, and their wills are also sealed there.
After so many years, no one knows how many precious treasures it has actually produced.
When he thought of this, Feng Linwen's heart trembled, and he almost couldn't help but go there himself.
"It seems that it won't work without heavy investment!" Feng Linhu thought of this, his eyes spanned half of the camp, and seemed to fall on a young man there.
The boy's name is 'Wu Qiang', a very common name.
But I had an unusual experience.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for a very ordinary young man to be thrown into a place like a killing camp.
But this boy, for some reason, provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked, so he was thrown here 'very reasonably'.
For the strong, committing an unforgivable felony and being exiled to a killing camp is the last chance for survival.
But for the weak, this is purgatory, a torture more cruel than death.
Wu Qiang is just an ordinary young man who has never learned even the most basic extraordinary martial arts. After arriving at the raiding camp, he learned some simple fighting skills on his own. But this thing... if you learn it, you have not learned it, and it is of no use.
The reason why Feng Linwen targeted him was simple.
Because Feng Linyi could see through his heavenly eyes that although there were dark clouds over his head, this young man was extremely unlucky.
Of course... this is also one of the reasons why many people in the killing camp do not think highly of him, and even have no intention of using him as cannon fodder after basic training. After all, unlucky things are bound to be implicated and contagious.
But Feng Linwen felt something was wrong.
Such severe bad luck, plus he was an ordinary boy. Logically speaking... he should have died due to bad luck a long time ago.
But the young man still lives tenaciously, like weeds in the cracks of stones, with strong vitality.
This shows that under the cover of young Wu Qiang's strong bad luck, there is a rare and stubborn destiny.
Feng Linwen wanted to guide this young man, use the Pot of Strong Luck purchased from Luotian Palace to forcibly inspire Wu Qiang's destiny, and then use the spirit butterfly to possess him to guide him to the bloody battlefield.
If he survives, he can complete his transformation.
If he died... then at least Feng Linyi gave him a chance to change his destiny.
There is no night in the camp.
There is only the bloody setting sun.
Whenever the bloody setting sun slants behind the hillside to the west of the camp, the campfire in the camp will be lit under the control of Camp Commander Guo, and then the entire camp will be protected by the light of the fire.
Let the people in the camp sleep peacefully.
Wu Qiang finished his physical exercise for the day and lay on the bed with eyes blank.
When he was exercising today, he accidentally cut his palm on a stone again. For several days, he could not eat with his right hand.
As for those solutions that can quickly repair wounds... they would not be used by such a 'waste' like him.
In fact, if Camp Commander Guo hadn't been kind enough to take him in and give him a bite to eat, he would have died long ago.
In Wu Qiang's world, time seems to be frozen in that moment forever.
All the anger, grievances, unwillingness and resentment were frozen, and he was like a soulless shell.
But this time is different.
In his dream, he saw something else.
He saw himself holding a sword and killing everyone. He saw the heads of those who had wronged him and tortured him, falling at his feet and dying with their eyes open.
He also saw the girl in the dream, wearing a white wedding dress, casting a gentle and sweet look at him under the bright starlight.
Then Wu Qiang woke up.
Then he slapped himself hard several times.
He no longer even has the right to dream, that is too luxurious!
"What? Think about it, don't you dare? Do you have this much courage?" A voice sounded directly in his mind, as if he had another personality.
"Finally... split personality? Great! Are you my dark side? Hurry up and replace me! Hurry up and control my body and life! I don't want to face this reality... Come on! Do you want my body? Give it all to you... Give it all to you!" Wu Qiang seemed to have gone crazy, kneeling on the ground, trembling and muttering to himself.
Feng Linyi, who controlled the dialogue between Lingdie and Wu Qiang, was also dumbfounded.
He has possessed quite a few people so far.
Some believe he is an old-timer, some regard him as a demon, and some completely ignore him and regard him as an auditory hallucination.
After all...this simplified and auxiliary version of Psylocke Dreaming increases flexibility, but also gives up a certain amount of control.
However, it was the first time that I directly regarded him as my second personality and actively asked him to control my body.
"Hahaha! Seeing you so cowardly, I really can't believe that we are actually the same person." Feng Linwen simply acted as Wu Qiang's second personality and said some words that should be considered shameful.
"Do you want me to replace you? That's exactly what I want, but... I'm not strong enough now, you have to train me. Do you know that Captain Feng who delivered supplies? I know, in his room, There is a pot of good stuff hidden. As long as we drink it, we can become stronger. Then we will go to the bloody battlefield together to obtain truly powerful capital." Feng Linmo plays Wu Qiang's second personality, like a devil tempting With Wu Qiang.
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