People are born with malice.

Malicious intentions occur all the time in life.

Even, they never realized this.

The winter is short and it is snowing again, and the night has already covered the whole city. People are rushing under the lights, but it is very quiet outside the window.

The snowflakes fell on the thick snow mattress, which sounded loud and loud, making people feel even more silent.

Today is New Year's Eve.

New Year’s Eve is a day for everyone to celebrate.

But this joy does not belong to Chen Xi.

Chen Xi is naturally not his real name, but uncle, that is, Boss Chen, is used to calling him by the name Chen Xi, just like the previous user of this name.

He pushed the dining cart while walking carefully, curling up as he tried to resist the cold.

People like the romance and purity of snowflakes, and Chen Xi is the same.

But compared to the bone-bone cold caused by ice and snow, Chen Xi still prefers summer.

At least you won't have frostbite in your ears.

After walking through the territory of Xiacheng District safely, Chen Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that everyone has been back for the New Year's Eve and I haven't met those robbers today.

I pushed the food truck out a few times before, but I was always robbed in the Lower City.

The hungry people do not care about morality and law, and regard this act of wanton robbery as just execution.

Even though this is not what Chen Xi has, even though Chen Xi is one of them.

Today's food trucks seem to be full of expensive fruits, but Chen Xi has not sold a single one.

Who would come out to buy strawberries on winter nights?

Looking at the full dining cart, Chen Xi couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

If you still can't sell it, your food rations this month will be deducted again.

And these fruits will probably be fed to the dog named Xiao Lei.

The dog was very fierce. Although it was from the lower city by Chen Xi and the others, it was raised by the generous and kind boss Chen for a while and turned into an upper class dog.

There are almost no traces of the Lower City on it, but everyone comes from the Lower City.

Chen Xi didn't know what it means to walk around every day with a food truck. No one would buy these fruits in the lower city, so it would be better to set up a fruit stall in the upper city.

He has made suggestions, but Boss Chen is only busy passing the drainage channel with his newly-know female student, and does not take his words to heart.

His stomach started to growl, and Chen Xi then remembered that today's dinner had not yet settled. He opened the dining car, greedily sniffed the fragrance of the fruit inside, and then closed the lid.

Although colleagues are used to stealing food from the food truck, Chen Xi always feels that this is not good.

Even if I am seriously ill, even if I am hungry and cold.

But some beliefs will not change.

After all, a bad behavior is just paving the way for other bad behaviors, but bad thoughts drag people down that path and become out of control.

The public will last forever, and the private will last forever.

Chen Xi showed a satisfied smile. He looked at the billboard opposite the road and was stunned.

He recognized that person.

He was an ignorant little gangster, but for some reason he became the most prominent figure in the empire.

Maybe this is the lack of virtue.

Chen Xi smiled proudly and continued to cover her stomach.

He had forgotten how long he had been hungry, and only remembered that his left abdomen began to hurt again.

It's that kind of heart-wrenching pain.

Fortunately, he got used to it.

Life always teaches people to compromise little by little, and then lets people know how to lower their requirements little by little.

Whether it is essentials for survival matter or spiritual and cultural enjoyment, they are all under the lowest level.

But people can still survive.

Because it's not time to starve to death.

Even though it has reached the point where children have no food and people have no living, people still choose to believe in the future.

As long as you work hard and work hard enough, you can get the bright future you want.

Chen Xi also chose to believe it.

At this time, a fire suddenly came from afar.

A man about the same age as him ran from the other side in front of him.

Chen Xi remembered the direction of the Spell Academy at that time.

Then this person should be the one who went to put out the fire.

Wei Yan glanced at Chen Xi who was lying on the roadside, and his heart skipped a beat, but he didn't say anything.

I don’t know what arrangements Kamila made, but there was a real reaction in Lin'an City, and Song Yanxin even specifically asked to deal with it himself.

Without pause, he quickly walked towards the dilapidated cottage.

Feeling the breath of death thoughts in the house, Wei Yan felt much more at ease.

Even the level of a magician is not an ordinary chantist, nothing special.

Looking at the deadly thought-provoker who was still roaring hideously, Wei Yan suddenly stopped.

He always felt that this thought seemed familiar.

But, so what?

It is already a dead minder, and even without Camilla's promise, he has the obligation to kill him.

Wei Yan slowly pulled out the short sword, and the curse power slowly flowed on the surface of the sword blade like water.

After reaching the second level, almost all the evil-level curse power used by Wei Yan reached the level of the harm level, so the enhanced black sword curse also shone with new brilliance.

With Wei Yan's curse power and speed, it should be possible to kill this person who died by just one sword.

Wei Yan took a deep breath and looked at the dead thought staying in place, suddenly feeling a little pity.

Will all those who are desperate end up like this?

...

Wei Zixu hurriedly rushed towards home.

Everyone has a different definition of home.

Although it is just a rented loft, because of his sister Wei Ziyuan, it is home to Wei Zixu.

Although Wei Zixu hadn't eaten for two days, she still tried every means to make some meat.

Ziyuan likes the dumplings he made the most. There is still some flour at home. I will satisfy her today.

Thinking of this, Wei Zixu couldn't help but smile.

Turn the corner and you will be home.

Wei Zixu looked at the small room on the roof with anticipation. The faint light was her only survival motivation now.

But there was no light there, only the destroyed exterior walls that were already full of the aura of dead thoughts.

Before she could react, Wei Zixu saw the person she had been thinking about day and night walking quickly on the outer wall, rushing to the person who was dead in sequence.

Kill with one sword.

...

After solving this weak dead minder, Wei Yan turned the short sword in his hand a few handsomely and threw away the blood on it.

He made a mistake in his judgment. This dead minder did not completely degenerate the dead mind, and since he still retained some of the human characteristics.

But, so what?

The transformation of dead mind is unstoppable. Although Wei Fei has the power to break the rules, she cannot save everyone. There are always some people who are destined to be given up.

Thinking of this, Wei Yan looked around with some pleasure.

There is not much furniture in the small house, and an old group photo is hung on the wall.

Because of the shadow, Wei Yan could only see half of it clearly.

It's a very beautiful girl's face, and it seems to look familiar.

Wei Yan shook his head with some regret, turned around and prepared to leave, but was stunned.
To be continued...