"Jiang Wan, that child, I didn't stop her, but you, the only one who could stop her, chose to indulge her. I don't know whether this choice was right or wrong."
"As for your bloodline, don't think that demon bloodline is necessarily bad. There are many examples to prove..."
"You can't decide your origin. Whether it's a gift from fate or a curse, all we can do is accept it and live."
"besides……"
Yan Rulong is still talking, speaking faster and faster, and more and more verbose...
Ah, I'm back.
Aunt Yan is back, and the familiar feeling is back.
Listening to his constant teachings, Ning Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Yan Rulong's behavior just now actually shocked Ning Feng.
It feels like parting between life and death. I just succeeded in awakening...
To be honest, it was true that Ning Feng was moved.
When you find that others have been silently paying attention to and taking care of you, everyone's mood will be slightly warmed up.
Not to mention, a tough guy who has never shown his emotions before reveals his feelings, which has a huge impact on people.
But...
On the other hand, Ning Feng felt that it would be better for Instructor Yan not to continue talking...
No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Comrade Yan Rulong was planting a big flag for himself, with "Death" written on it.
It's okay for others to write the word "zheng" on their thighs, so don't write the word "death" on your forehead.
g!
Like an old general on the stage, his back is covered with flags.
No more insertion!
You can't bear it!
Um?
Why do you feel this is weird?
It must be an illusion.
After talking for almost half an hour, Yan Rulong stopped without saying anything, coughed slightly awkwardly, and patted Ning Feng on the shoulder.
For a tough guy, what is the feeling after his true feelings are revealed?
It's embarrassing.
"Ning Feng, uh..."
After a moment of silence, he restrained his urge to turn his head, and Yan Rulong asked in a deep voice:
"Now, let me ask you one last time, are you sure you want to be a member of the battle order?"
sure?
Ning Feng did not answer immediately, but bowed slightly to Yan Rulong and expressed his respect.
After he straightened up, he said seriously to Yan Rulong:
"Instructor Yan, I am very sure that the battle sequence is more suitable for me now."
"Don't you feel sorry? It's obviously the last step."
Pity?
Ning Feng raised his eyebrows, then shook his head gently.
I have indeed put in hard work and sweat in order to become a member of the command line.
More than two years have passed, and there is only one final step left. Do you want to give up halfway at this time? So what does the persistence of these two years mean?
The regret in his heart is certain, but he knows better what he wants?
Are you hiding behind the safety of others and commanding others?
of course not.
If the gods really resurrect according to Arianna's statement, then no place in the future will be absolutely safe.
Of course, this reason cannot be told to Yan Rulong. Ning Feng thought for a while and said:
"Instructor Yan, you know, I don't want to lose anyone anymore."
The death of his parents and their friends, as well as the death of the old man, had an indelible impact on his character, giving him an almost paranoid insistence on protecting others.
Ning Feng believed that Yan Rulong knew this very well.
"Do you think the battle sequence can save more people? Or the command training can save more people?"
"Maybe the command sequence can take into account the overall situation and save more people from a better perspective, but the battle sequence can save the people in front of you.
"I like command sequence work very much, but what I hope even more is that I can have the power to save the people around me."
Ning Feng mobilized all his emotions and performed his best with his superb acting skills. He even believed that this was the reason.
He did not try to use the ability of charming creatures on Yan Rulong. Now that he is in the watch group, acting recklessly will cause trouble.
Besides, Ning Feng also believed that Yan Rulong must have some defensive tools on him.
What's more, what he said is not entirely false.
Nine truths and one lie, a lot of truth mixed with half a lie.
Ning Feng experienced completely different feelings in the two battles. The feeling of holding life and death in his own hands and controlling his own destiny is addictive.
No one wants to be protected by others for the rest of his life. He is a strong person.
("By the way, why are you so good at lying?")
("Don't tell the answer directly, but guide the other person to think along his own train of thought, so that he can finally accept everything on his own.")
("Aren't you very good at this~")
Ning Fengji said it without thinking, which naturally surprised him.
Is it possible that I really have talent?
("I'm even more looking forward to the future of lying to women~")
This must be impossible, how could I do something like that?
……perhaps.
While arguing with the black cat in his mind, Yan Rulong across from him also accepted Ning Feng's statement, nodded slowly and stopped asking further questions.
"In that case, then I understand."
Taking a deep look at the smiling young man in front of him in the corridor, Yan Rulong nodded and turned around.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised unconsciously, and he whispered in his heart:
"Old guy, if Jiang Wan is similar to you in terms of ability, then Ning Feng is similar to you in terms of personality."
He may seem easy-going, but underneath is a persistence that brooks no interference.
Regardless of right or wrong, always stick to your own ideas.
Yan Rulong put his hands on the wooden door handle, and suddenly thought of something, and said with some pity:
"I hope you won't be disappointed... in the future."
Um?
Ning Feng didn't understand the profound meaning of his words and was a little confused.
Then the door was slowly pushed open, and the voice behind the door came from the other side...
The next moment, Ning Feng understood why Yan Rulong was unwilling to open the door even if he talked in this corridor for half an hour.
"Everyone look at me! I have something to announce! This time I'm not bragging!!!"
A short boy who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old stood on the table, holding a wine bottle bigger than his head, and took a deep drink.
"belch!"
"I, I really once made three... no! Six, uh, seven succubi unable to stand upright! They all wanted to eat me and chanted my name every day..."
Hahaha……
The noisy atmosphere reached the roof, and no one noticed that the door had been opened.
A heroic woman who looked to be about thirty years old held a sheathed sword and kept poking at the young man's butt, but he dodged it unconsciously.
"Get down here! Aren't you embarrassed?"
"Hiccup! Everything I said is true! I am the real succubus hunter... hand!"
Ning Feng understood.
He totally got it!
In a place like this, no matter how sensational you are, you won’t be able to hold it back!
Ning Feng was very curious about how many surprises this Bincheng Watch Club could give him.