Seventy-two, croaking

In life, I don't know how many "firsts" I have to experience. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

For the first time, I broke free from the arms of my parents, landed on my feet, and took the first step in life.

For the first time, I picked up chopsticks and ate my first bite of food.

For the first time, I went to society and earned the first money in my life with my own hands.

The first time I fell in love with someone who didn't love me, and I let another woman I didn't love fall out of love.

There are many kinds of "firsts".

Some "firsts" are forgotten in an instant, while others are never forgotten for the first time.

The "first time" that can make a man never forget, in addition to taking away the "first time" of a woman and the "first time" of losing oneself, I am afraid that it is murder.

Especially a teenager who has just entered the rivers and lakes at the beginning of adulthood.

I believe that Jiang Feng's "first time" is enough to make him the most meaningful first time to officially step into the rivers and lakes.

What does it feel like to kill someone for the first time?

Fear, nausea, or ......

Anyway, Jiang Feng has been suffering from insomnia for many days, and the water and rice are not exhausted, as soon as he is conscious, he squats there with his head in his arms and keeps vomiting, vomiting, vomiting......

He is not a fairy, nor a demon king, he is just a teenager who dreams of making a name for himself in the rivers and lakes with his own hands.

Although he lost his closest sister Tsing Yi when he first entered the rivers and lakes, wanted revenge, and wanted to kill people, but when he really killed someone, he felt that he had no right to end other people's lives casually.

- What's more, that girl has no grievances with herself.

After killing Lian Xiang'er, he always felt that his body was full of sin and filth, especially the hands stained with blood.

He immersed his head vigorously in the southern water, scrubbing, scrubbing, scrubbing......

However, it can't be washed off, and no matter how it is washed, it is a dazzling bright red, with a dirty smell of blood.

Therefore, he only held his head and continued to squat on the ground and vomit, vomit, vomit......

The vomit made Gu Yong a little impatient.

dragged and dragged, and finally brought back the broken temple.

Sitting there, sighing and sighing.

Therefore, when Wen Zhuyuan came back from outside, Gu Yong seemed to have unloaded his burden, and said loudly: "Stinky duck egg, now, you came back just right, this guy, I have been ordered by you to bring him back intact and officially return it to you, we can be regarded as two clear." If you encounter this kind of thing again in the future, don't look for me again, I can't afford to play and can't afford to lose, goodbye Goodbyani hacked your inner ......"

Wen Zhuyuan seemed to have sensed something wrong, looked at Jiang Feng lying on the ground, and then looked at the helpless horse face, and said, "What's wrong?"

Gu Yong frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

Wen Zhuyuan looked at Jiang Feng who was lying on the ground, and muttered, "How can this be?"

Gu Yong said: "What's the matter? ā€

Wen stopped and said, "Who died?"

Gu Yong said: "Your eldest lady's personal maid Lian Xiang'er." ā€

Wen stopped and said, "She?"

As if he remembered something, Gu Yong gently twisted the handful of goatee on his chin and said thoughtfully: "It seems that whether it is the woman in our original world, or the woman in the current game world, women seem to be very fickle." Who would have thought that Lian Xiang'er, who grew up with Feng Feifei since she was a child and was regarded as a sister by her, would end up partnering with Wen Ba to trap her. Women, women, fortunately, whether it is the real world or the current game world, I have never been glued to women. ā€

Wen Zhuyuan said with a smile: "You are an old virgin, I will introduce a urology doctor to you in the future." ā€

Gu Yong said: "Am I sick, what doctor do you introduce?"

Wen stopped and said: "I haven't touched a woman in my thirties, so I don't need to see a doctor." ā€

Gu Yong: "You ......"

Ma Mian didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, and twisted his head: Hmph!

Wen Zhuyuan squatted down with a smile, took off the bamboo tube, pulled out the stopper, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, rinsed his mouth, poofed, and held it all on Jiang Feng's face.

Jiang Feng was trembling.

Shaking incessantly.

Those who are in a coma do not know whether they are asleep or not.

He sat up from the ground and screamed like a sleepwalker: "Ahh

Then, gasping for air without stopping.

With his eyes wide open, he looked around and found himself in a ruined temple, with Ma Mian and Wen Zhuyuan looking at him.

As if he had seen a relative, he grabbed Wen Zhuyuan's arm and shouted loudly: "Mei Daxia, Mei Daxia, I had a nightmare just now, I dreamed that I was crazy, dancing with a sword, killing people everywhere, killing and killing so hard, killing and killing, killing a lot of people, including men, women, adults, children, good people, and bad people, but I was desperate to swing my sword and slash and kill." One sword, one sword, two swords, I was so scared, I wanted to stop, but the hands and the body were like they weren't mine, and I couldn't control them, so I kept killing, killing, killing...... even killed the girl who was with the eldest lady, what is the name of that girl, it seems to be called Lian Xiang'er...... Mei Daxia Mei Daxia, you tell me it's a nightmare, isn't it, isn't it......"

Wen Zhuyuan didn't speak, but just handed him the bamboo tube.

Jiang Feng took it and took a big sip, but he choked and coughed.

Then, as if I had suddenly remembered something, I began to tremble again.

He threw the bamboo tube on the ground suddenly, shook his head again and again, with a frightened panic on his face, and said loudly: "No, no, no...... Although I wanted to lie to myself that it was all just a dream, a nightmare, I couldn't fool myself...... It's not a dream, I killed someone, I really killed someone. What should I do? What should I do? Whenever I see her weak eyes before she died, I am afraid, I regret it, such a weak, so pitiful, so well-behaved girl, was actually killed by me with a sword, why? Why? I should die, I should die. What should I do? Mei Daxia, I know you are very powerful, you must have a way, don't you? Tell me, what should I do? Please, please, tell me, tell me......"

He kept shouting, and he kept screaming, and he kept praying to stop hearing away.

Wen Zhuyuan suddenly slapped an ear scraper on his face.

Gu Yong gave him a thumbs up and said in a deep voice: "Good fight, good fight, really croaking, for this kind of soft bones, you can't persuade you, the more you persuade, the harder you persuade." You can only make him hurt if you shake your hand and give him a big ear scraper, and a person can only be sober if he knows that it hurts. ā€

Jiang Feng seems to be really sober.

At least, it's not so impulsive.

He just sat there helplessly, covering his face and continuing to gasp.

Wen Zhuyuan picked up the bamboo tube that had been thrown on the ground and shook it.

, all the wine spilled.

He was very impatient to put the plug back on, put it back in the bamboo basket, walked to the side of the horse, turned around, and sat on the back of Gu Yong, who was squatting with his back to him, and looked at Jiang Feng meaningfully.

Gu Yong arched in disgust and arched him to the side.