Have you ever seen a moth? A moth flying into the fire.

The figure hovering and spinning at the light source, with a behavior like some mysterious ritual, spinning and flying, and finally crashed into the hot light. If there are items such as lampshades, they will continue this behavior and keep turning.

It spins around tirelessly, and then the yellow body seems to merge with the light until the light source disappears.

They move through fire and follow light.

This is where seeking death comes from, and this is where perseverance comes from.

Just like Wang Dong at this time, he pounced on him again and again, and was bounced away again and again, but he still raised the hammer in his hand again and again, and walked to the statue again and again.

She's right, she wants to do that.

The statue is naturally not just a statue, it is a statue that has been erected for nearly ten thousand years.

It had one hand behind its back and the other half clenched into a fist on its chest, with a reserved and wise smile on its face.

It seems like he is mocking Wang Dong for not overestimating his own capabilities - is the statue so easy to dismantle?!

After all, it is a statue that has been erected for nearly ten thousand years, and it is still made of metal. It has withstood the ups and downs of nearly ten thousand years and still stands here lifelike. It naturally has a certain defense mechanism.

Not to mention that faith is real in this land and can really be turned into power - regardless of whether it is a good reputation or a bad reputation, a pig placed at Shrek's door will be watched by the Shrek students coming and going for ten thousand years.

, it should be a little bit magical.

This defense and supernatural ability may not be very powerful, and it may not be able to withstand real attacks, but it is more than enough to defend or even counterattack a great soul master.

It is a statue, and it is not just a statue. It is not that easy to dismantle.

Wang Dong's behavior has been going on for a while, but no one stopped him or stepped forward to help. Everyone just watched - such a big move naturally attracted many people, including students, teachers, and scholars.

The residents of Lake City, and the audience who followed Wang Dong.

They just looked at it, some sneered, some sympathized, some praised...

But no one made any move, watching a young boy being bounced away again and again, standing up again and again, and charging again and again;

Just look at it, look at the statue, look at the sky, the cloudless sky, the distant horizon.

It is also the human heart, the heart of awe.

Wang Dong didn't care about the crowd of onlookers, nor did he care, just as Qianjie said - courage is a very rare trait, not everyone has it, and not everyone dares to have it.

She just wants to do what she wants to do.

Until her soul power was almost exhausted and her whole body was injured from falling, the time it took for her to get up became longer and longer each time.

The statue still stood there indifferently, still wearing that smile that was unclear whether it was reserved or mocking.

"As expected, I can't do anything." After being bounced to the ground again, Wang Dong tried to stand up again, but couldn't help his body's fatigue and weakness, and finally sat half-sitting on the ground again.

She said that, but there was not much disappointment in her expression.

The statue was not that easy to tear down. She had known it for a long time. Qianjie had already reminded her.

It doesn't matter, if it doesn't work once, there will always be a next time. Sooner or later, it can be broken down one day - this is also the reason why those Shrek teachers who can easily use their soul power to restrain her without hurting her don't do anything. If they can restrain her once, they can restrain her forever.

?

Who dares?

They could see the determination in the eyes of the girl, or rather the boy.

Wang Dong looked around. There were really many, many people, but still no one dared to step forward. Even if the sky was still cloudless, even if a domineering man with a hammer didn't suddenly fly out of the sky, and even if no one from Shrek said anything, they still

Don't dare to step forward.

None of this matters, and Wang Dong is not looking for them.

But she was ultimately disappointed, she didn't see the person she wanted to see.

She finally looked up at the sky again. It was blue, without white clouds or that silvery color.

"Is it really just because you fancy my identity?" There was finally a hint of disappointment and frustration in the pink-blue eyes, "Is it just a use after all?"

She can't understand many things because she only has a few years of memory, because she grew up being held in the palm of her hand. The memory of being held in the palm of everyone's hands for so many years makes her unable to accurately judge everything she sees.

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But it doesn't matter, she has friends and people she can ask, such as Songzi.

She also has intuition.

Her intuition told her that it was not easy to demolish the statue. It was not as Qianjie said. If she did it, she would really become a hero;

Songzi told her that things were not that simple, and it was best not to do it. The price of believing in a person was very high - especially after she had the status of Haotian Sect.

But she still did it, not just because of the roommate who dared to point out mistakes, resisted the class teacher, and beat her twice when she entered school, but not because of a few words in the dormitory corridor that night.

Because that's really wrong, because that statue really isn't a master.

This was the only thing she could accurately judge. She spent nearly a month asking everyone she could meet and reading many soul master theory books that she had not wanted to read before to make a judgment.

If you make a mistake, you have to correct it, it's that simple.

So she did it, and she wasn't doing it for anyone or because of anyone;

So she didn't care about the audience around her;

So it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter whether the silver is there or not, whether it's used or not.

Her name is Wang Dong.

She closed her eyes, sat cross-legged and meditated, and began to gather her soul power.

It has to be dismantled after all, but it is inevitable that I feel aggrieved, so aggrieved that I start to cry.

"It turns out that everyone is being blind and doesn't care about right or wrong, even if he is essentially a person who doesn't care about right or wrong."

Only she cares, because this is the only judgment she can make based on her limited memory.

"It seems like I was abandoned again."

Just like her parents who are said to love her very much but can't even remember their images, it's as if only others talk about it but no one cares about her feelings.

Those in the Haotian Sect would only say that her parents loved her, but she had never seen her parents' love;

That roommate only said that you can do it and you have to care about right and wrong, but she didn't see that he cared about right or wrong.

Even just looking at it...

"If a man bleeds and doesn't shed tears, who will you show your cat's urine to?" The same voice and the same words as that night.

She seemed to be hallucinating.

The next moment, she started to tremble as she did that night, because the same hand was approaching.

"I am a woman!" Wang Dong, who was sitting on the ground, opened his eyes, "You are blind!"

Wang Dong chose to curse back in the same way, but he smiled, as if the sky was clear after the rain, with raindrops still on his face.

"I can't tell." There were no fists flying left and right, and there was no response from the boys' dormitory, only eyes looking at him.

There is only the warm soul power transmitted from the hand.

There is more, the feeling that everything around you suddenly appears, and the umbrella that blocks the sun suddenly appears above your head...

And most importantly, the familiar smile, the smile with blood on the corner of the mouth.
Chapter completed!