I have an escape guide

Chapter 365 Normal

Obviously one second before, Lin Yangfei still looked like he was dying, but the next second, Lin Yangfei suddenly sat up from the ground. This move can be called a medical miracle.

He directly stuffed the core back into Mo Bing, and cursed in disbelief: "Are you sick!?"

Mo Bing was a little confused by Lin Yangfei, he looked at Lin Yangfei suspiciously, and said, "I'm apologizing."

"I know, I'm not stupid, I can hear it." Lin Yangfei scratched his head, he pointed to the black core and said, "This is your evil life, why give you my life just because I'm sorry, there is no such absurd thing , and, you didn't do anything wrong, why do you want to apologize to me?"

"Because at that time... I didn't save you." Mo Bing replied calmly.

For him, the most important and valuable thing he can take out of this black core is also his sincerity in apologizing.

Lin Yangfei didn't react for a while, he thought for a while before he understood what was going on.

He didn't expect that Jing would suddenly attack him, and what happened after that was an inevitable accident. The Cantero people had no better choice. Since Lin Yangfei was chosen, he would naturally become a false god.

Those who want to shake the position of God can only fight with the position of God.

If he hadn't been chosen, he might have really become a member of Silent Village now, spending lonely nights in the tavern every day, and then entering the painful cycle of reincarnation during the day.

"Mo Bing, listen to me. Although I don't know what my dad taught you, not everything goes your way. It's not your fault that the unsaved people died or disappeared. , you don't have to apologize to me." Lin Yang said sincerely.

The jumping action just now pulled the wound again, the scabbed wound opened again, and blood flowed out again.

Mo Bing raised his head and looked at him at the same level.

Lin Yangfei thought for a while, then showed a hearty smile, and said, "It's okay, look, I'm still alive and well, you should put away the black core, and hold your life in your own hands."

One's own life should be held in one's own hands, and no one can take it away.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the illuminated land was bright. The fog in the forest dissipated, and it was no longer gloomy. Finally, people could see the forest clearly.

The altar continued to sink, and the last corner was also swallowed by the swamp, and the figure in the shadow disappeared at some point, and the emerald green pupils no longer had to show a worried look.

No one would know that in the depths of this swamp lay a wonderful demigod body that would not rot or grow old, and looked as if it had fallen asleep.

The golden pupils in her dream were slowly closing, and the god left her and this world.

The mirror was shattered, all the mirrors in the villa were shattered, some were shattered into pieces, some were shattered into powder, the silver passage was also taken away, those experiences, those memories, were left only in the on those who survived.

The world is still so realistic, it has not changed in the slightest because of the disappearance of the demigod, the irrationality still exists, the familiar is still familiar, the world will not get better, nor will it continue to worsen.

Everyone thought it was an ordinary night, but at the same time, Lin Yangfei encountered everything that others could not imagine. After experiencing so many things, has he changed?Have you grown?
Lin Yangfei didn't have an answer either, he didn't know, he didn't know whether he had gained more or lost more in this battle.

The villa returned to the layout in [-], with neatly arranged rooms, no cut-off spaces, and no talking portraits and sculptures.

Lin Yangfei found Molière in the fragments of the mirror, which was folded. He blew off the fine residue on the painting and unfolded the huge portrait. It was still the same as when he first saw him, sitting in the painting dignifiedly , eyes full of wisdom look ahead.

"Molière." Lin Yangfei called him.

It's just that Molière won't respond anymore, the person who quarreled with the painting in the middle of the night is gone, and now, the painting has returned to normal.

Paintings are inherently lifeless, and if the source of miracles is cut off, what should not exist will disappear.

It should be a good thing to accept, but for some reason, Lin Yangfei still feels very sad. After all, this was once a friendly little friend.

Lin Yangfei refolded Molière according to the original trace, and put it in the backpack.

"I'll find you a luxurious photo frame and put it in my house, so you won't be bored." Lin Yangfei said softly.

You can wake up from the dream, but you have to face the reality.

"Let's go up and find He Yingyue." Lin Yangfei walked up the stairs, the order of each floor was normal, remembering that when he searched for the housekeeper's body, he spent a lot of thought.

At that time, they didn't know that their future would take a different path.

"Zizzizi."

It was the familiar sound of electric current.

The overhead lights flickered for a moment, and then went out quickly, just like the flickering lighthouse.

I feel that the wind has become a lot gentler, with some summer and autumn coolness, and the weather is also a comfortable temperature.

"If you experience it carefully, you will find that this is actually a very beautiful world." Mo Bing suddenly said this.

Lin Yangfei turned his head in surprise and asked, "My dad also said this sentence?"

"Yeah." Mo Bing nodded.

Lin Yangfei "tsk tsk" a few times, with a slightly sour expression, and with a hint of envy, he said, "My dad never said these things to me."

"He may not think it is necessary." Mo Bing replied lightly.

They came to the fourth floor.

Lin Yangfei said nonchalantly, "That's right, he probably thinks that my three views are normal, my roots are young, and I don't need to be taught and encouraged to thrive."

"No, it's also possible that the beauty in his eyes was given to him by you." Mo Bing said calmly, with the same flat tone, without ups and downs, and no emotion could be heard.

But Lin Yangfei was shocked by these words. What shocked him was not his father or anything, but that Mo Bing would say such words that sounded like chicken soup and had a bit of emotion.

He asked incredulously, "Where did you learn such words?"

"I said, not necessarily." Mo Bing glanced at him and said lightly.

In the end, Lin Yangfei was still in a daze.

As soon as they opened the door, they could see He Yingyue lying in a pile of glass shards, not sure if she was in a coma or passed out.

Mo Bing used his ability to transport her out, Lin Yangfei cleared out a clean place to put He Yingyue, Mo Bing diagnosed her condition, she was indeed still alive, and there was nothing serious about her body, Antu did not lie to them .

Come to think of it, in that case, it was impossible for him to lie.

(End of this chapter)