Looking at each other, Ning Feng slowly tilted his head.
Training?
When he heard this sentence, surprisingly, Ning Feng did not feel angry.
Perhaps he had already guessed this development in his heart, so he just sighed deeply.
He felt a little tired.
"ha……"
Do it again?
Should everyone say this once to such a condescending guy?
No longer caring about his current image, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.
"I don't know if there's something wrong with you..."
With his eyes closed, he recalled the impressions of the powerful men he met during this period, and sighed:
"You guys, all of you, are so willful!"
You legends, even those above legends, are all control monsters.
The plan must be carried out according to their vision, otherwise it will fail.
There can be no mistakes in the development of things.
The most important thing is that for the weak, they don't care about how they feel about the chess pieces in their plan.
Act wantonly.
Naked arrogance.
For this situation, they call it "the privilege of the strong."
Ah, no!
Only my little cutie Shireen reveals a unique fragrance.
Of course, Ning Feng knew very well in his heart that he was actually the same person.
His desire to control the situation also reached a somewhat pathological level.
It is precisely because of this that he hates such "strong men" even more.
When Ning Feng didn't know Ariana that well, he overestimated his ability to "resist" her arrangements for him.
Maybe she had her own ideas, maybe she was doing it for his own good.
But Ning Feng hated this feeling of being clearly arranged.
Very unhappy.
So, he raised the sword in his hand towards the angel and asked coldly:
"I said...who needs you to train?"
Who are you?
Do I know you well?
"And to take a step back, even if you want to temper me, why would you involve Margaret?"
How innocent is Margaret?
Without Margaret, Ning Feng would have woken up, but the time it would take would have been crushing.
It was Margaret's choice of self-sacrifice that allowed him to return to the real world ahead of schedule.
In this trial of fall, she was the first to make an act of redemption.
But now, Ning Feng was redeemed, and he wanted to seek an explanation for her.
Even if your own strength is so weak and powerless compared to the other party.
But Ning Feng still resisted.
Because of the tone in his heart, and because he knew that the other party would not really do anything to him.
Since the other party is not really disadvantageous to me and is still using "tempering" as an excuse, then there is still room for change.
What he has to do is to get the explanation and respect he wants within this category.
However, the angel was not angry at the mortal who pointed the sword at him.
She just stared at Ning Feng's hand holding the sword, her expression appearing dazed for a moment.
Cecilia never thought that one day she would be pointed at by the sword she had blessed.
This experience is really strange.
and……
"He has your approval?"
"[Words of Judgment], is this your choice?"
Cecilia has not released the shackles that bind her strength, so she has no use against the current Ning Feng.
And there are other reasons for showing up to communicate with him.
They are not enemies.
At least for now, that's exactly what their relationship is like.
"That's also training."
The wings behind him were pierced by chains, and the scarred angel stood barefoot in the void and spoke calmly:
"But the training field was not set up by me."
"You were the one who made her go through that."
No need to question, the bound angel cannot lie.
Ning Feng knew this in his heart and remained silent.
"Do you really think that your blood is something she can easily bear?"
My blood?
Ning Feng was aware of his own specialness, but he didn't actually care too much.
There may be something special about it, but it's only the second level now, so it won't have much energy.
But now, Cecilia's words made him think deeply again.
It seems that things are really not that simple.
"In anything, as long as you gain something, you will pay a corresponding price, whether you are willing or not."
The gifts of fate are ruthless.
If you gain something, you will definitely have to give it up, it’s just a matter of sooner or later.
Those who play with miracles will surely be counterattacked by miracles.
With his brows furrowed, Ning Feng realized what the problem was.
When Ariana suggested it before, she would suppress the blood in Margaret's body and only stimulate part of her blood.
In this way, the purpose of recovery can be achieved peacefully, and Margaret may even have something interesting happen to Ning Feng according to her imagination.
But something went wrong later.
The black cat fell into a deep sleep.
If it was about Ning Feng, she would still be able to think more and leave a solution.
But unfortunately, except for Ning Feng, no one else came into Arianna's sight.
Even if you say you are interested in them, it is all a disguise.
Just like the first time, she was relaxed and kind-hearted, but she never took those people to heart.
If you die, you will die.
it's not a big deal.
"...If you don't mention this, what is your purpose of conducting this trial on me?"
Margaret's matter is my problem, but what about me?
It can’t be fun, right?
Cecilia gave Ning Feng a different feeling than Ariana.
Ariana can do outrageous things that put a lot of effort into just for fun, but Cecilia is different, she is the kind of person who has to achieve her goal in everything she does.
One is casual and the other is serious.
One evil and one righteous.
Ning Feng didn't know how they got along before, but it was definitely not a harmonious scene.
Very different, but there are some similarities in some places.
A common problem among strong people.
"If she relied solely on herself, there would be no way she could survive successfully."
"What I can do now is to connect your dreams and let her consume the power in your blood in this form."
In the most primitive, painful, but most efficient way.
"But this is just one of the things. I have my own selfish motives."
The proud angel did not hide it, she directly admitted her impurity.
"I want to know what is so special about you who can make her change... now."
What is different about you?
After hearing this reason, Ning Feng suddenly frowned.
"You are her contractor, do you really think you are just an ordinary person?"
To be qualified to share the contract and half of the fate with her, do you really have no corresponding understanding of yourself?
"I've been observing it for half a month, but I can't understand it."
Just repeating ordinary tasks.
He shuttles back and forth between two women every day, and apart from not lying to them, his behavior is no different from that of an ordinary scumbag.
It has no characteristics.
The only thing that made her a little concerned was his performance in the trial.
Maybe there was still some greenness in some of the processing, but Ning Feng's performance did not disgrace [Words of Judgment].
But that's not enough.
With such a special you, you shouldn't just be like this.
Cecilia wanted to continue talking, but at this moment Ning Feng, who was frowning, said aloud:
"Um, can you stop for a moment?"
Shutting his mouth, the bound angel waited for his retort.
But no matter what he said, she would not change her opinion.
"Let me tell you..."
Ning Feng sighed deeply with a headache, but Ning Feng did not defend himself.
Let Cecilia think of herself however she likes.
He didn't need to explain, and he didn't bother to make such an explanation.
He just showed his displeasure and said disrespectfully:
"Both you and Ariana are abnormal."
"One hides and doesn't say anything but does it secretly, and the other wants to do it but has to find a satisfactory reason."
"So, at the end of the day, are we going to talk about some illusory fatalism and bloodline theory again?"
The corners of Ning Feng's lips raised, revealing the ferocious edge hidden under the gentleman's appearance.
"Finally, do you want to attribute all the causes to gods and fate?"
He had heard enough of the other side's one-sided words.
"boring."
Mortals stood on the top of the mountain, refuting the angels with disgust.
"We are not able to survive because of the charity of the gods."
Cecilia stared at Ning Feng, and in a daze, she saw that Ning Feng seemed to look somewhat similar to Ariana.
[Little angel, I actually don’t care what you think~]
The evil being who smiled all the time but never showed his sincerity to anyone.
Born from evil, her behavior has always been evil and not pure enough.
And now, you actually pay so much for others?
What changed her?
But the next moment, Cecilia seemed to see another person in Ning Feng.
The action of holding the sword, the sharp edge emanating from his body.
A handsome angel wearing silver armor and blond hair was saluting him with a sword.
[My lord, the words of judgment are willing to serve you and my Lord!]
You chose him too.
Why?
Is it just because of those last few words Ning Feng said?
Then, Cecilia saw a new picture.
Looking at Ning Feng's unruly eyes at this moment, she vaguely saw a being wearing a crown, angrily scolding fate.
With her eyes lowered, she spoke softly:
"So... what do you expect when you draw your sword to me now?"
Why do you hold a sword?
"Then do you still need to ask?"
The momentum rose, Ning Feng's eyes were filled with blood and black, and his tone was filled with excitement.
"Fight."
Otherwise, would I draw my sword just to look good?
"…………"
Cecilia was silent, then shook her head slightly.
Click, click, click!
Watching silently, the chains disintegrated and dissipated, and the wounds on his body began to recover quickly.
The wings composed of pure flowing light stretched out at the back, and the strong light reflected the void.
Clang!
Drawing out a lightsaber with the same specifications as [Words of Judgment], Cecilia slowly raised the sword and pointed it at the man opposite.
"Then enjoy it, this is what you expected..."
With a wave in front of him, the bright flames rushed towards the fearless man.