People are looking for the legendary me

"Don't come over...don't come over..."

Just like before, the girl made the same request again. She didn't want to take action again, nor did she dare to, only because the king she was afraid of was approaching here from several miles away.

When he heard the girl's voice, Heimen stopped, but after a while, he continued to move forward. It was not until the girl spoke again that he really stopped.

He was testing, testing how close he could get. He was afraid that if he got too close he would be killed directly, but he also had to keep a distance that would make Canbai feel a little scared, so that what he said would be heavy enough for Canbai!

"Ahahahahaha..." After stopping, Heimen could no longer suppress his inner excitement and laughed without restraint. His laughter continued to echo throughout this spacious floor.

"Canbai, do you still remember me?"

……

Heimen's words were not answered, but it didn't matter. He just wanted Canbai to remember that he was the one who was torturing her at this moment!

"Remember, Asvalon Bumailang, this is my name, the name that will be engraved on your smooth and delicate body, ahahahaha!"

Heimen laughed wildly once again, and deliberately laughed very loudly in front of Canbai. He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

This was originally just an unrealistic fantasy, but now it has really come true, which makes people sigh at the incredible possibilities of life!

"The Dark King is coming!" Suddenly, Heimen shouted to the girl, and the girl's body trembled violently at his shout.

Seeing that Canbai was frightened, Heimen opened his arms excitedly and then screamed.

"He's here to find you. Do you think it's useful for you to hide here? This place has been surrounded. There's no way for you to escape! Now, you're like a lamb to be slaughtered in an iron cage. Even if you're crippled, you can't fly away! To tell you the truth, the Dark King is outside. He just wants to see you struggling because it will make him extremely happy! You're just a toy of his. He'll play with you whenever he wants!"

"Don't...don't say anymore." The girl held her head, her beautiful face full of pain. She curled up, looking pitiful and helpless.

Seeing Canbai in such pain, Heimen shouted again: "Resist if you dare!!!"

The loud voice directly broke into the girl's brain and provoked her nerves. However, the girl did not dare to resist at all. Her body, which had been trembling for a long time, began to twitch again and again.

She didn't know when her spirit would collapse, but she knew that her petite body, which had already been drenched in cold sweat, had begun to feel weak and she might suffer from dehydration shock at any time.

She didn't dare to pray that the world would be kind to her. The only hope in her mind was that beautiful, great existence that could support the hopes of countless people in this world.

Goddess, Luoyuan... Luoyuan needs you, Luoyuan cannot live without you... I beg you to save Luoyuan.

146. Girl, He, and She

Several miles away, the dawn was blocked by countless buildings. His fast-moving body suddenly stopped. He suddenly sensed a call and instantly locked onto the location of the girl who called him...her.

Surprised and panicked, he quickened his pace and moved towards the locked direction. Faintly, he felt something was wrong.

"That silly girl is in danger!"

……

Inside an abandoned building.

"Ahahaha, let me tell you something. Kill me! The Dark King will come in to find you! And if you don't kill me, he will come in later. Do you want to see that person faster?"

Heimen and Canbai kept a certain distance, pacing back and forth with a relaxed manner, continuing to stimulate Canbai with words.

Judging from Canbai's reaction, the effect was actually much greater than the maximum effect he had imagined. This made him curious about what the Dark King had done to her that could make a person who was feared and called the God of Death so scared.

Well, it doesn’t matter whether you know this or not.

Heimen is in a very good mood now, and is pacing back and forth in front of Canbai. However, there is one thing that makes people worry: is Wymanno Bernson too slow?

I don't know who was in a hurry to come up just now, but I haven't seen anyone until now. Forget it, forget it. I don't need him now. I can do it by myself.

Heimen smiled slightly, looked at the girl in the corner and said, "Actually, I was sent by the Dark King to play with you. He wants to know if you dare to resist him."

After hearing what Heimen said, the girl's whole body trembled violently, and then she twitched again, as if she had been played to pieces.

She began to feel numb as she sensed the Dark King's presence.

"Is that all? Ahahaha!"

Heimen looked at Canbai and laughed again, then walked towards her.

"You will also have this day, let me let you experience what it feels like to be ravaged both physically and mentally!"

Faced with the approach of the black door, the girl, whose body had been in fear for a long time, no longer had much strength to resist. Perhaps, the only thing she could do now was to use her fragmented consciousness to push everything around her into an endless abyss after that person approached.

And in this gradually blurred consciousness, she gradually recalled some fragmented memories of the past that she could not bear to look back on.

……

When she was young, she was different from others because she could not see the light.

Some people are born deprived of the rights they should have, but bear pressures they should not have.

At that time, she wielded a light knife with her tender hands. She was instilled with all kinds of consciousness and did things at the most tender and ignorant age that even mature and cunning people could not do.

She is a prop, a sharp prop used to kill people.

She had trained with many children, accepted brainwashing with them, and became indifferent to life and death with them. Then, they fought each other, and after losing everything, she was thrown into a fight with a boy.

At that time, she miraculously survived several battles with the boy.

I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune that she was the only one who survived...

One day after that, the man who dominated the world appeared in front of her, looked into her gray eyes, and said these words to her.

"Oh, what beautiful eyes, child, you have a pair of unique eyes.

"This is a gift from the world to you. The reason you can't see it is just because of a small flaw in this gift. Believe me, one day in the future, you will be able to use these eyes to see things that others want to see but can't. That is far more worthy of your possession and cherishment than being able to see this cruel world."

The memory is shattered at this moment.

The girl remembered these words clearly, but she didn't understand why that person said them, nor did she know what they meant.

Maybe that person had some deeper meaning, but she didn't believe what he said, because, over the years, the only thing she had seen with these eyes dragged her into the abyss of fear.

That day, it was very cold around, as if there was no temperature at all.

At that moment, everything around was very quiet, as if everything was isolated from the world.

The air is so thin and breathing is so difficult that it feels like the blood that should be flowing throughout the body has frozen.

I felt weak all over, even weak when standing, as if I might lose control of my body at any time.

Even the previously extremely sharp perception lost its effect at that moment, as if being trapped in a world with nothing, no matter how much one screamed there would be no response.

It was in such a situation that she, who had been unable to see the light since the moment she was born, opened her eyes and saw for the first time in her life.

The only thing you see...

It was a familiar person, the one who had spared her several times and allowed her to survive until now.

She vaguely remembered that face. He was smiling, and his pupils, which were of unknown color, were glowing with a light that she had never seen before.

Beautiful and charming.

But she was afraid.

It was not because the beauty before her eyes cast a shadow on her, but because there was a voice crying out deep in her soul.

What broke into the depths of her soul and stayed there to ravage her?

It was a simple smile, a beautiful look, and a...heavy word.

"For the rest of your life, I will be the nightmare that lingers in your heart forever."

……

The memory is fragmented at this moment, and the fear has turned into numbness.

In the girl's vague perception, it was the person who was getting closer and the hand that was slowly reaching out to her.

She was not afraid of death, but she did not want to die just like that, even though she did not know whether she was living out of instinct, habit, or a past obsession.

At this last moment, she recalled what someone had said to her and the promise made to her.

"I will protect you!" said the goddess.

That was an extremely powerful Wen Huai whom she could rely on.

She has always believed in that adult's promise, because that adult was able to do what she had not been able to do for more than 20 years, and now, she still wants to continue to believe in that adult, and she still wants to be able to continue to lean safely on that adult's shoulder.

When a child in the rain experiences warmth, and when the last bit of coldness slips through his fingers, who would want to go back into the cold rain?

Who doesn't want to have a pair of wings to protect himself from the endless rain?

The girl was used to the coldness of the rain, but she... didn't like the feeling of being wet.

"You promised to fulfill your wish, you promised to fulfill your wish, Lady Goddess..."

The girl curled up, crying, calling out in her heart, helpless.

"Hahahaha!"

Heimen looked at Canbai who was no longer able to resist, and reached out to grab her. He was going to ravage and trample on this woman who had once ruined his life!

He wanted to make Canbai understand that if fear and begging were useful, then what was the point of the god of death? !

His hand quickly reached out to Canbai and grabbed the girl's hair. It seemed that everything would continue like this and could not be changed, because no one came within three miles of the building!

And at this seemingly impossible moment, an unexpected golden cut suddenly appeared on his arm straight down, just like space was cut by a sharp sword blade. In just a moment, the space cut off Heimen's entire right hand.

No blood spurted out of Heimen's cut shoulder. Instead, the shocking wound was constantly burned by the sparks and turned into black ash.

"what!!!"

He howled in agony, and his severed hand gradually turned into ashes as the wound burned, then flew away into the air and disappeared.

All because he was a ghost, and the power that cut off his arm was light.

At the position where he was just now, the golden cut that seemed to have cut through the space was still there and was constantly expanding to both sides.

Heimen looked at this incredible change, his eyes wide open as he watched the cut continue to expand into an oval golden space hole. Suddenly, he had a guess, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he turned around and fled without hesitation.

Just as he turned to run away, a slender white hand stretched out from the golden oval space hole, grasped one side of the golden space hole, and slowly stretched out a beautiful and charming face, then the beautiful blonde head, followed by a body with exquisite curves in gorgeous clothes, then a golden sword with exquisite patterns and another slender jade hand, and finally the pair of tender and slender legs and feet covered by the beautiful golden and white delicate short skirt.

Bai Chen's beautiful golden eyes glanced at the black door that had flown out of the building and was out of sight. His right hand released the divine sword, and after falling more than ten centimeters, the divine sword turned into a flash of light and flew out of the building, chasing after the black door.

He rushed out of the black door of the building without any concern for the possible danger of falling from a height. He only knew that he had to keep as much distance as possible from the man as soon as possible, otherwise there would be no chance of survival.

Suddenly, before he landed, he felt a danger approaching rapidly. Turning back, he found that it was a flying golden sword, the tip of the sword pointing directly at his chest.

"No, don't come over here, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, no..."

He howled in fear and begged for mercy, but the divine sword still flew straight in front of him and pierced his chest without any suspense, carrying him to another building nearby and nailing him to the high wall of the building.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! No! I don't want to die!"

Red sparks began to appear on the place where Heimen's chest was stabbed by the sword, and his body quickly turned into ashes under the sparks with the wound on his chest as the origin. He struggled and screamed in fear, and his only remaining left hand tried desperately to pull out the golden sword in front of his chest, but the sparks only ignited his hand, turning it into ashes even faster, and finally disappeared completely while struggling.

……

Inside the building, Luo Yuan slowly raised her eyes that were covered by a black cloth. She sensed the person that appeared in front of her. She couldn't see what the person looked like, nor did she know whether the person had golden hair or a graceful figure. The clothes she wore were whiter than snow and covered with sacred gold thread patterns, like a goddess from heaven.

She only knew that this was the person she had been waiting for.

Shelf induction

Ah! Ah! Ah!

At this moment, I am excited because it is time to put it on the shelves.

No words can express the joys and sorrows involved.

I guess not many people know about the difficulties this book went through.

I am not a novice. Many people think that I am pretending to be miserable even though I have such a poor performance. I have no words to say to this.

As an author who is not a newbie but just a casual author and has an editor's QQ, most newbies can ask the editor to help sign the contract when they have only a few thousand words, but I was required to have 50,000 words and a certain number of collections, and then I could go to the backstage to apply for the contract myself, otherwise I would not be allowed to sign.

So, when I said I was a lazy person, was I pretending?

Later, when the book was about 30,000 to 40,000 words, my performance was unexpectedly good, so I boldly asked the editor to sign it. As expected, I was rejected.

ヽ('ー`)ノI'm a wimp, I have nothing to say.

Later, some of those who were discouraged started to complain in the book. The encouragement from the lovely readers was my motivation. At least, seeing the readers’ support, I didn’t feel like I was the only one. Then, I saw two or three people saying that I was pretending.

ヽ('ー`)ノI'm a wimp, I have nothing to say.

I remember when I wrote my first novel, it was full of emotions and it was not a refreshing novel at all. It failed without any suspense and I kept going sideways all the way until I couldn’t continue writing in the end.

At that time, it was a luxury for me to even get a comment. I would be happy for a long time if someone gave me a like, but that didn’t happen.