My life can't be a harem game!

The old minotaur used his crutch to gently poke Lu Fengxian, who was lying on the bed like a dead fish, with a puzzled look in his eyes. He had to admit that the concepts of demi-humans and humans were slightly different, but they shouldn't be that different, right?

It is true that subhumans are a race that determines everything by strength, but isn't it the same for humans? Wealth, strength, power... the things that measure human value are just slightly more than subhumans.

Suicide is something that only people who have no hope, dreams or values can do. It is impossible for it to happen among sub-humans and it is also very rare among humans.

He is a very valuable person and should not do such a thing. He should keep his life and do more meaningful things. Only in this way can he match the potential power in his body.

I can’t figure it out, I really can’t figure it out. Although the old minotaur hasn’t seen humans for quite a long time, the last time he saw one was on the battlefield, but the experience during that period is still fresh in his memory.

Cherish your own Sheng Mingming, no matter whether you are a big shot or a small one, and you will be full of beautiful visions and expectations for the future after you survive, even if you know that you will probably die.

It's really strange. In an environment like a battlefield filled with death, humans are full of hope and vitality. But now, although the humans I see now have huge energy hidden in their bodies, they feel like corpses to me, a body whose soul has been lost.

"......"

As if he had not heard the old minotaur's question, Lu Fengxian had already woken up and was staring blankly at the ceiling, his eyes full of contemplation. The silence was so suffocating.

In contrast to the physical quietness, Lu Fengxian's heart is now like a storm. The storm composed of negative energy is madly shattering his sanity. He wants to vomit, roar, and disappear completely.

Let me die, completely, and disappear from the world without any hesitation!

Please, life is so tiring...

It's simply impossible, whether it's saving my sister or successfully winning the World's Strongest Male Competition...

I don’t want to become that kind of future, I don’t want to become that kind of future!!!

boom!

What greeted the grief-stricken Lu Fengxian was a painful heavy punch. The force was so great that he was caught off guard and his liver was nearly knocked out.

"You bastard, how long are you going to lie in bed pretending to be asleep before you get up?"

Standing by the bed and being pulled by several young minotaurs, Gangbale roared angrily. The attack just now was done by him. He couldn't forget that this guy had attacked his sister not long ago, causing her to fall unconscious in bed and hasn't gotten up yet.

A big bastard of a human being, and he still wants to pretend!

"We have always been together. I don't know how she offended you, but if you dare to hurt her, I will not forgive you..."

"Don't stop me. If I can't even take care of my sister and give her protection and happiness, what kind of minotaur am I!"

Although his body was held by the Ultimate Minotaur's strong arms, he was still struggling without any slowdown. He roared at Lu Fengxian who was lying on the bed.

Brother and sister, always together?

This is a really good sentence. Brother and sister, you must always...

"Together, if we can really stay together forever... then, okay..."

After saying this, Lu Fengxian squinted his eyes and slowly fell asleep...

"I am going to kill you!"

Gangbale became even more angry when he saw this scene. He broke free from the hands of the minotaurs next to him and jumped towards Lu Fengxian. He was so fast that his shadow was almost invisible. He was in front of Lu Fengxian in a breath. Just as his fist was about to land on the face of the sleeping Lu Fengxian, it was held tightly by another strong hand.

"What an impetuous boy, can't you see? Suffering such a collision, injury, and blood loss."

The one who attacked was none other than the old Bullhead City Lord. He held Gangbale's fist tightly with one of his own hands and said in a serious tone, "Don't say that he is just a mere human. Even a subhuman would be seriously injured and would definitely faint."

"It's none of my business. I'm going to beat him up!" Gangbale roared angrily, "This human touched my sister and slept so soundly. If I don't beat him up, I'll change my name to Chongbale!"

The muscles in his arms were tensing tighter and tighter. Feeling that his dignity was insulted, Gangbale wanted to beat the man in front of him madly, an absolutely crazy and violent beating.

The black bull's eyes began to slowly be covered with a layer of red and black. Under some mysterious effect, Gangbale's strength increased rapidly, and at the same time, his sanity began to gradually disappear.

Seemingly frenzied but not frenzied, Gambarie's current condition can only be described as weird, as if an invisible hand was helping him fall into this strange state...

At the same time, in a dark and gloomy place, in a palace filled with evil roars, a certain intelligent being sitting on a throne in gorgeous clothes had a smile on his face, as if he had felt something inspiring.

That’s right, that’s it, do it according to your desire!

My...chess piece.

"Hmm? What's with your sudden strength?"

The Minotaur City Lord was also quite surprised by the sudden surge in strength of Gangbale. Just as he was about to increase his strength along with Gangbale, something suddenly hit Gangbale's face from behind...

"who!?"

He looked back angrily. Gangbale was now like a flammable and explosive barrel. Anything could drive him crazy.

"Who are you yelling at? Stupid cow!"

"Huh? Sofia? Aren't you still dizzy?"

Unable to believe his eyes, the blood color in Gangbale's eyes quickly disappeared and he shouted in surprise.

"I really don't want to mention that kind of minor injury, you silly cow."

Sophia did not hide her contempt for her brother's intelligence in her words. At the same time, she glanced at him and reminded him, "If you don't let go of your hand, you will be in big trouble, you stupid cow."

"What do you mean?" Gangbale was subconsciously stunned.

“Hahaha, it seems that I have completely lost my deterrent power in your heart, Gangbale boy.”

The old minotaur city lord said so, and then the muscles in his hands bulged high, and with a push of his palm, he directly knocked Gangbale out of the house with a loud explosion.

With his power surged, he could naturally compete with the city lord. However, the moment he saw that his sister was fine, his power receded like a tide, and was replaced by the absolute suppression of the old city lord.

He was a little serious. After all, it would be quite dereliction of duty if he didn't have a good idea of the strength of the residents in his city. After testing Gangbale's strength, the old city lord couldn't help but frowned...

It's not the power of Gangvale itself.

If it is the frenzy itself, it can roughly increase the strength to this extent, but the Minotaur who enters the frenzy state can be said to be heartless and not recognize his relatives, so how could he recognize his sister?

It seems that there will be more storms.

The old city lord's instinct told him that he would probably have to face turbulent days again. But when he thought about it carefully, it had nothing to do with him. Even if the sky fell, there were still tall people to hold it up. The Minotaur tribe was now in decline, and the sub-humans of other races would probably not be so shameless as to take advantage of them. Even if he was taken advantage of, it might be a good thing, as it might give the precarious Minotaur tribe some new hope.

"Come to think of it, you slept really soundly, huh? Are all humans so rough?"

The city lord moved his white bull head and looked at Lv Fengxian who was still sleeping soundly on the bed. For some reason, he always felt that it would be better to care about this human first rather than the Gangbale who kept screaming outside...

I feel like his aura is getting stronger? Is it an illusion? This doesn't look like a human aura, does it?

"Lord, it's almost done. We still have to go plow the fields later. Let's leave this young man to someone else to take care of him?" said a young minotaur. He was not as violent as Gangbale. Compared to those things, he was more concerned about whether there would be a good harvest in the spring of next year and whether he could survive a better winter.

"Hmm? Oh... well, I have to use my own strength to shine one last time." The Lord of Niutou City did not continue to sit next to Lu Fengxian, but patted his back with his hand and stood up from his seat.

"The city lord is really humble." Several other minotaurs praised. Unlike the hypocritical human world, these words were all spoken from the heart.

It was just a small disturbance. Even though it happened in the remote and narrow Seventeenth City, a place similar to the countryside, this kind of thing was just a small episode.

However, this little episode is enough to turn the world upside down for someone.

Just like the butterfly effect, no one knows how big an impact the weak airflow generated by a tiny butterfly flapping its wings will have. Most of it will disappear silently, but the small amount that remains will cause a horrific storm in another corner of the world.

Just like now, just like this moment.

It was still the same room ten years later, and it was still the same me ten years later, covered in wounds, covered in filth, with my eyes completely dull and lusterless...

"Now, do you still think I'm happy?"

Without any movement or shifting of sight, he turned his back to Lu Fengxian and asked, sorrowful scars of all kinds intertwined with each other, densely packed like earthworms, knife wounds, burns, puncture wounds, dents...

Judging from his combat experience, he deserves the title of God of War.

"The battle is lost, I am broken, there is no happiness, no light, nothing, only...pain."

As if mumbling to himself, the God of War's tone was full of nostalgia, and he recalled, "The first future is the happy one, right? At least I won't have to suffer so much, at least I won't have to kill the person who loves me the most with my own hands, at least I can... die freely."

Tired of everything, tired of the painful life now, tired of being sold like a commodity, tired of repeated failures.

Want to die...

If Lu Fengxian's idea ten years ago could only be regarded as a small tree, then Lu Fengxian's idea ten years later was like a towering tree that was difficult to pull out.

"I won't live past thirty. All the energy in my body has been sucked out by those women. I used to be the second strongest man in the world, but now I can't even live past thirty."

A painful atmosphere, a heavy atmosphere, a negative atmosphere.

The God of War, who had revealed his most painful side, was like a huge mass of negative energy, making people feel suffocated just by being close to him.

It’s so annoying, so annoying!

I can't even die, I can't die, this painful feeling is really annoying...

"Let me go——"

With his back to Lu Fengxian who was in soul state, the God of War sighed for the fifth time. However, this time the sigh was not as complete as the previous ones, because before he finished speaking, a fist had already been imprinted on his face.

The fists of the soul state cannot hurt the body, they are harmless and meaningless...

But from another perspective, apart from the body, Lv Fengxian's punches in the soul state can only hit one thing...

That is the soul that has always been in the body!

Facing himself ten years ago, the God of War was punched hard in the face!

150. Lü Fengxian is still unwilling to give up

When a punch is thrown in the soul state, it looks quite light but in fact it is painful and heavy. It is a punch that is concentrated with thoughts.

"To borrow the words of a stupid cow from ten years ago, it is a brother's duty to protect his sister and give her happiness. It's more than ten years too early for you to give up!!!"

The God of War, who had been kneeling on the ground, collapsed to the ground as if he had lost his bones. His soul, which could not be seen by the naked eye, was directly knocked out of his body by that punch.

"It's too early to give up now, it's too early to abandon now. If you were me, and you were still a guy, show me your ambition and stand up!"

Clenching his fists tightly, Lu Fengxian shouted like this. Even though it was just a single punch, he felt a lot from the punch he just hit him with.

The powerlessness of the current situation, the despair of the future, the regrets of the past and some fragmented memories...

It's a bit like a situation where memories flow back and forth, which can be said to be quite rare. In fact, in this world where history is about heroes defeating demon kings, the soul state is actually not uncommon. But the problem is that traveling through time in a soul state and beating yourself up ten years later... It can only be said that it is unheard of.

The best way to exchange information than any verbal conversation is for your current soul self to beat up your future self ten years later. It sounds like a joke!

"You hit me?"

The sudden soul punched the Martial God's soul out of his body, and asked in disbelief, "Hit, me ten years later?"

There was an indescribable surprise in his words. Even in his opinion, what Lu Fengxian was doing now was quite absurd. He actually attacked him without any training or request from the other party...

It was so unbelievable that he lost his composure for a moment, but his strong martial arts spirit helped him regain his composure in no time.

"What's the use?"

“It’s fine as long as it feels good.”

"Incomprehensible."

There were no rules to follow in the conversation between the two souls. For Lu Fengxian, the attack just now was just a vent, but for the God of War, it was a bit too much of a shock.

It was more than just the pain in his soul, it was more of a surprise from his heart. The Lu Fengxian in front of him seemed to have done something that he had never done before, and he actually beat up his future self with his own hands...

There is no way to have any common ground. For the God of War, all the people he has experienced in the past ten years should be cherished and respected like a master and father. Not to mention beatings, unless the opponent requires it, there should not be even excessive crossing the line.

The two people who should be similar actually have such a big difference...

"Have you changed anything?"

The God of War tilted his head, as if he was thinking about what kind of accident the other party might have encountered.

"Rather than changing anything, I'd rather understand something." Lu Fengxian said with a smile, his eyes pointed sharply at the Martial God floating in the air, "I always feel that if we were in the state of souls, we wouldn't know who would win if we fought each other."

This is not completely an exaggeration. After all, judging from the solidity of the soul alone, there is indeed not much difference between Lu Fengxian ten years ago and the God of War ten years later.

"It's good to be confident...but your attitude could be called arrogant."

As soon as he finished speaking, the red shadow symbolizing the God of War quickly attacked Lu Fengxian. The outcome was decided in just one second, and Lu Fengxian's soul was restrained.

Ten years of accumulation is not so easy to surpass. Seventeen or eighteen-year-old Lu Fengxian is a young man, while twenty-seven or twenty-eight-year-old Wu Shen is a prime-aged man. Whether in terms of physical fitness, intelligence or knowledge, he is firmly above Lu Fengxian. Even his soul has become heavy and thick because of the turbulent developments.

To the naked eye, the soul and state appear to be roughly the same, but in fact, it is a completely different picture after contact. Lu Fengxian can feel that if the state of his soul is as scattered and fragile as a pool of water, then the Martial God's soul with the same total amount is like a piece of obsidian that has been tempered thousands of times, and they are completely incomparable.

"I'm so strong, worthy of being me. This kind of strength combined with the physical body..." It was obviously just a battle in the soul state, but after the battle, I felt like I was pressed down by a mountain and couldn't move at all.

The God of War showed no joy or surprise at this well-deserved victory. He calmly asked, "If you know, take back what you just said."

"What?" Lu Fengxian smiled and pretended to be crazy.

There was a gleam of burning fire in the burning eyes of the God of War, and there was a hint of anger in his tone, "Just now you said that I did not protect Mengchan's happiness. I paid so much and sacrificed everything I had, and now Mengchan is still alive and well in this world. I won, even if the victory is not complete!"

"Oh? Really..." Without refuting the Martial God's specious argument, Lu Fengxian smiled helplessly, "Isn't that the truth?"