"Do you think that after telling you so much, I must be plotting something against you?"

Looking at Chen Changming, the young man smiled and said this.

"A little bit."

Chen Changming nodded and admitted frankly.

"I understand, I understand everything. Being courteous for nothing is either cheating or stealing."

The young man's face showed self-mockery: "Actually, it's not that much. I'm just looking for someone to talk to."

"You may not quite understand. After staying here for a long time, it's hard to find a normal person to chat with. That feeling."

He smiled and said: "You have probably lived longer than me, and you will gradually understand in the future."

Standing there, Chen Changming glanced at him and said nothing.

In fact, Chen Changming understood it without him having to tell him.

Previously, in that camp, everyone else around had left, and the only black-armored guards who remained were all silent puppets.

That feeling was actually extremely uncomfortable and depressing, similar to what I feel now.

Standing there, Chen Changming suddenly thought of Li Shanshui.

Thinking about it now, the reason why Li Shanshui came to him that day might actually be because of this feeling.

"what's your name?"

Chen Changming took the initiative to speak, looking at the young man beside him and asked.

"Onewhe."

The young man smiled and said casually.

"Onewhe."

Chen Changming frowned and looked at the young man beside him: "What is your relationship with Wen Liuxia?"

In this Ling Sect, they all have the surname Wen, and they all have the character "Liu" in their names. It would be too much of a coincidence if it were just a coincidence.

Onewhe was stunned for a moment, then said, "She is my eldest sister."

"What, you have a relationship with her too?"

He suddenly became interested, looked at Chen Changming, and couldn't help but ask.

Chen Changming glanced at him lightly but said nothing.

Should I say, was it your sister who got me here?

He complained secretly in his heart and shook his head secretly.

Chen Changming never expected such a coincidence. As soon as he entered this so-called death place, he ran into Wen Liuxia's younger brother.

But this also aroused some curiosity in him.

"Since you are Wen Liuxia's younger brother, why did you come in?"

Chen Changming glanced at Wen Liuhe and then asked.

Although we don't know Wen Liuxia's true background, there is no doubt that Wen Liuxia's status within the Ling Sect should not be low, otherwise it would be impossible to invite Xia Qi and let Chen Changming stay for so long before coming in.

So as Onewka's younger brother, why did Onewka come in?

"do not talk."

Onew showed a wry smile on his face and began to talk about his own experience.

In his narration, Chen Changming also understood the whole story.

Wen Liuhe is indeed Wen Liuxia's younger brother. Both of them have the same father and mother, and they are both the children of the previous generation's abandoned master.

It's just that compared to Wen Liuxia's talent, One Liuhe's talent is so bad that he can almost be called a waste.

People in the Ling Sect put the most powerful people first, so one can imagine the treatment Onew received with his qualifications.

Therefore, in order to change his situation, he secretly entered the inheritance hall and practiced the inheritance of the Secret Code of the Spirit King.

After practicing the Secret Code of the Spirit King, everything else fell into place.

The Spirit Sect has its own legal principles, but those who practice the Spirit King's Secret Code cannot escape, even Onew and the son of the Master of the Abandoned Jue Vein.

So soon, he entered this place, where he began to fight with other inheritors of the Spirit King, and finally turned himself into this appearance.

If Wen Liuxia hadn't protected him, placed him here, and sent people to pull him back from the graveyard, he would have turned into a withered skeleton.

“This experience is a bit like a failed version of a useless counterattack.”

Chen Changming looked at Wen Liuhe and didn't know what to say at this time.

Doesn’t it feel good to be a rich second generation? Isn’t it delicious to eat soft rice? Do you have to rely on yourself?

The results are great.

Looking at Wen Liu and his weak expression, Chen Changming didn't say anything in the end. He just comforted him a few words and then told his own experience.

"Because of your outstanding talent, you were arrested by my sister?"

Listening to Chen Changming's experience, Wen Liuhe looked shocked. The expression on his face kept changing, and finally a hint of sympathy slowly emerged.

"I came in because of my poor talent, but you came in because of your great talent."

A strange look appeared on his face, and he laughed at himself: "The world is so strange."

Chen Changming didn't know what to say.

However, since telling his experience, this person's connection level has been increasing, and it is estimated that he will soon be able to project.

In the next few days, Chen Changming's life was relatively peaceful.

This is indeed the case if you exclude the roars that keep ringing around you.

Unfortunately, such peaceful days did not last long.

Seven days later, a black-armored guard silently walked to Chen Changming's door.

Chen Changming slowly opened his eyes.

As the door to his room opened, faint golden sunlight poured into the room.

On the opposite side, in another room, the door of the room was also opened, and a person slowly walked out.

It was a very young-looking man, probably in his early twenties, wearing a broken black leather armor. His face was not pale, but rather rosy, as if he had a fever.

He walked out of his room, looking a little dazed. He raised his head and looked forward, then looked closely at Chen Changming.

"I don't want to don't want to"

His face was confused, he was walking and mumbling to himself, and his condition looked very bad.

Chen Changming took a deep breath and silently stood up from where he was.

The soft armor is already on his body, and he has a long knife in his hand.

"I'm going to hold the knife, is that okay?"

Holding a long black sword in his hand, Chen Changming looked at the black-armored guard beside him with a calm expression and said.

The black-armored guard glanced at Chen Changming, but did not return to the question directly. He just said dullly: "It's your turn."

When he didn't get a direct answer, Chen Changming took it as his acquiescence, held the long black knife in his hand, and slowly walked out of his room.

"Boy, are you okay?"

Onew and a somewhat weak voice came from the room on the side.

"Just watch it."

Chen Changming spoke calmly and walked slowly forward.

The distance between the two gradually came closer, and then an inexplicable throbbing feeling began to rise in the body.

The blood in his body began to boil, and bursts of vast power surged up, almost giving people the illusion of being infinite and capable of crushing everything.

Chen Changming knew that this was just an illusion. If he fell deeply into it, he would eventually fall.

However, at this moment, the boiling of evil power in the body did bring some strength, making the entire body's condition stronger.

Waves of evil thoughts are used in the mind, trying to arouse people's deepest evil thoughts and interfere with people's thoughts.

But to Chen Changming, this level of evil intention was nothing.

On the opposite side, the man's face was flushed. At this moment, evil thoughts were welling up in his mind, and he couldn't help but rush forward.

The next time, the two collided head-on.
Chapter completed!