I Don’t Want To Be Cold Anymore

"It's a long story." Ding Wen was really surprised. According to Black Thorn, the hidden thorn in Silent Mountain is purely personal will and cannot represent the Immortal Destruction Society.

"Don't worry, there is time, let's talk slowly. The city is so chaotic, the Daqing faction is busy, come with me!" Black Thorn said, moving away the dumped cabinet, holding the gun against it, lifting the lid, and letting the Ding Wen went down first, she went down again, slammed the gun, covered it, and moved skillfully.

I just heard the sound of the cabinet above falling down, and the authentic lid also stabilized.

Black Thorn cast a spell on the tunnel entrance, and saw a khaki-yellow star energy light up, flickered a few times, and then disappeared again.

"The camouflaged spell can make all kinds of detective fairy spells think that the ground below is ordinary. I will teach you later." Black Thorn bent down, went down the tunnel stairs, and pushed open the door again. There was light in the door.

After entering, Black Thorn put the gun on the bracket on the wall, closed the door, let out a long sigh of relief, kicked his boots with ease, jumped onto the bed and lay down, shouting, "I'm exhausted! Hatori came suddenly, I'm so busy now, I have to sleep first, then I'll talk to you slowly when I wake up. If you're sleepy, sleep on the bed over there. If you're hungry, go to that room to find something to eat. I really can't stand it!"

After Blackthorn finished speaking, he pulled the quilt and covered it, closed his eyes, and the sound disappeared.

"...Really asleep?" Ding Wen waited for a while and found that Black Thorn's breathing was long and slow, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

Ding Wen looked at the cellar at random, and placed two beds on either side. The wall in the middle was dug into it. One was a storage room and the other was a multifunctional room.

Ding Wen saw that there were very few clothes in the cupboard. This is probably not the permanent residence of Black Thorn, maybe the collapsed house above it.

Ding Wen ate some bread and lay down to sleep. Although the torture of death again and again was uncomfortable, he did not find the so-called loss.

But when dealing with the black feather bird, he frequently launched starbursts in the bird's mouth, which made him very tired.

The exhaustion didn't subside because he changed his body when he was fighting with the immortal, so Ding Wen fell asleep soon after he fell...

In the dream, Ding Wen saw many immortals. His eyes passed through the crowd and stopped on a face - a black thorn, but his smile seemed cleaner and more energetic.

Ding Wen felt that a strange emotion was growing, spreading rapidly, becoming more and more intense...

'No! This is that fairy's dream! ' Ding Wen suddenly opened his eyes and realized that the emotions in the dream belonged to this person.

Opening his eyes, Ding Wen felt that the strange emotion in the dream quickly diminished and disappeared without a trace after a while.

Under the faint candlelight, the black thorn on the opposite side was still sleeping.

Listening to the sound of breathing, Ding Wen remembered the dream just now. He was worried that it would still affect him, so he searched the memory of Chaos Lord Thunder Bear, and in an instant he would know how Thunder Bear would view the black thorn in Renxian's mind - 'It's just a plaything, When you are not playing, you should throw it aside. Daqing sent so many people who want to install a trusted Chaos Lord to come to Xiancheng. With so many guns and arrows to parry, do you still have time to care about a plaything? ’

'Lei Xiong's values ​​are more difficult to accept, let's change people...' Ding Wen couldn't stand Thunder Xiong's many opinions on people and things. Thunder Xiong's cognition can be summed up very simply: 'Except himself, everything is a tool and plaything. And he himself is a tool of the Daqingxian faction. ’

'If I think the same as Thunder Bear, wouldn't I become him? Did that mean I stole his body, or did he devour my spiritual consciousness in turn? ' Ding Wen has changed to a fairy... No, this is an immortal who doesn't take the lives of people from the world seriously...

Searching for another fairy's memory...

This time, it is much better. He is a good immortal. In his heart, he feels that the people from the realm just haven’t cultivated to become immortals. They seem to be immortals who have not grown up, so they only know how to indulge in seven emotions and six desires. Therefore, the immortal thinks that the immortals should be the ones who manage the realm well. Although the vast majority of people in the realm died before they became immortals, they still grew up smoothly after all.

Ding Wen felt that the idea of ​​this kindness was very special, and then searched her memory, and found that she also punished people from the realm. Every time she punished, it was the kind of feeling that punished the naughty bear child.

Ding Wen just searched the memories of the immortals who took over the body one after another, and soon found that the good immortals in the immortal sect basically regarded the people of the earth as immortals who had not grown up. This belongs to a common sense of the earth. The other kind regards the earth as a slave, and the meaning of existence is to provide for the immortals. Among them, those who are qualified to become immortals are the anomalies in the earth; the other is very disgusted with the earth, thinking that the earth is dirty and messy. There is no meaning of existence at all, and I wish that the immortals would fly higher and never have to intersect with the world.

Ding Wen knew for a long time that he could not return to the simplicity he had just left Hongyuan Mountain, because every time his ability took over his body, he also possessed all the memories of others.

After browsing the memories of many people, he found some things. Many people say one thing about many things, and when they do it in private, they say another thing, and they do it very happily.

As long as no one knows, no matter what they do in private, it can really be regarded as never happened.

Looking at one person's memory, he can still figure out some "reasons"; looking at the memories of several people, he can also summarize a limited number of "reasons"; looking at the memories of dozens of people, Ding Wen can't summarize the truth.

Oh, he found that he could still draw some conclusions.

For example: when they are stronger than others, they are right in everything they do and say; when they are weaker than others, they can’t fight anyway, so they pretend that people who are stronger than them are right in everything they say.

Another example: when it is beneficial, it does not matter whether it is right or not; when it is not beneficial, it does not matter whether it is right or not.

Yes, it is important to have benefits.

'Putting their memories together, it's a mess. I really don't need to bother, just be myself! Just treat it as a reward bestowed on me by fate! I have gained a lot of knowledge and mastered a lot of secrets. I even know where the hidden treasures that the immortals don’t want to be known, and the stunts they have spent so much time developing. Thinking more about these is not better. ? ’

Ding Wen had to think about these memories, so he had to figure it out, or he would go crazy.

He has to do treasure digging, but right now Ding Wen is interested in stunts.

He found that the stunts of the immortals are almost the same. There are almost no immortal stunts created by themselves, and those that have been created have no real practical value.

In contrast, for the stunts that are suitable for human and mortal bodies, there are many practical and original stunts by the warriors.

Ding Wen found it interesting, UU reading www.uukanshu.com couldn't wait to get out of bed, took the sword and practiced in the cellar, but found that the stunts in these people's memory were performed by him. Very blunt.

'In the end, only my own Hong Yuan Jue is the most familiar to use? Strange, obviously this body has never practiced Hong Yuanjue's moves, but he is very proficient during the practice. How can the stunts in other people's memory be used so reluctantly? ' Ding Wen practiced dozens of moves in a row, and felt that these moves suitable for human beings and immortals were unique and would be very useful sometimes.

Ding Wen did not exert any force during the exercise, so there was no noise. Seeing that Black Thorn was still sleeping, he continued to practice.

The door of the cellar was suddenly knocked, and a voice said: "Xiaoying, it's me! Daqing sent a lot of immortals and haven't left, the city is in chaos, the city lord is looking for you! Xiaoying, you are awake. Open the door, I got the meat of the chaotic black feather bird! I heard that eating it can improve your cultivation! When you are full, go up to deal with the city lord and people from Xianfeng! Xiaoying? Open the door quickly—"

Seeing that Black Thorn was still sleeping, Ding Wen went over to open the door. When the man saw him, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, as if he had been hit by a hammer. of jealousy.

"She hasn't woken up yet, so be quiet." Ding Wen opened the door, but the man stood outside the door and didn't come in. After a moment of stagnation, he suddenly shoved the meat wrapped in paper into his arms and turned around.

"This person is too careful..." Ding Wen closed the door. He didn't want to eat the meat of the black feather bird, because the meat was thick and hard to chew.

As soon as the door was closed, Ding Wen suddenly heard a voice from above, and he could hear it clearly from the ground.

"City Lord! - I found Black Thorn, she is sleeping with the man in the cellar!"

Ding Wen was speechless...

Black Thorn woke up!