The greatest regret in the world is that a child wants to be raised but cannot be cared for.

Liu Jianfeng collapsed in an instant. He subconsciously reached out and took steps, just as he was about to fall into the abyss.

At the critical moment, Lin Zirou's voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "Hey, we are both planning to have a child. When are we going to meet your parents?"

Liu Jianfeng suddenly woke up. Damn it, his parents are still alive!

He quickly stabilized his body, his consciousness was sweating and his heartbeat was beating like a drum.

I couldn't help but fall into a terrible rhythm just now. Since I was a child, my parents have naturally grown older. Especially in recent years, there have been many and dangerous tasks, so they don't go home all year round, and they don't even dare to make a phone call.

, I was thinking about them, and I was always worried about what kind of illness or disaster they might have.

Therefore, the scene that suddenly changed into a photo just now was what Liu Jianfeng was most worried and afraid of, but he did not dare to think about it.

In fact, Liu Jianfeng's parents were quietly protected and taken care of by the organization without their knowledge, and such a thing would never happen.

However, the mother is worried when the son travels thousands of miles. Likewise, it is difficult for the son to kowtow when he misses his parents.

Fortunately, when Lin Zirou and she were watching the aurora together, she took the initiative to talk about meeting her parents-in-law, which instantly became Liu Jianfeng's heartache.

If Lin Zirou met, then Liang Mengzhu would definitely ask to meet in the future, not to mention Yang Fan, who had been classmates since childhood. Several times when the teacher wanted to invite the parents, Liu Jianfeng pretended to be stupid, and the teacher sent Yang Fan to his home to inform his parents.

It was precisely because Lin Zirou's request became a problem that it sounded at the critical moment!

Liu Jianfeng calmed down, and his true energy surged like a tsunami. Although there was no enemy in sight, he still put himself in extreme danger.

As the old saying goes, it is easy to defeat the enemy, but the most difficult thing is to defeat yourself.

Now Liu Jianfeng feels that this is the case. He is not afraid of fighting the dead angel. But here, what he sees are his dead comrades, the parents he cares about, and himself who suffered pain on the battlefield. It can be said that these are all

The softest place in his heart.

The grief for my comrades, the concern for my parents, the pain of my own injury and the anti-war sentiment...

Everyone has similar emotions that affect them, and they are all different. They are all suppressed in the heart. Once they are not relieved, they are depressed, and once they explode, they are psychotic!

Liu Jianfeng completely stabilized, and the scene in front of him also changed. At this time, he also understood that these were all illusions created by the enemy, but what was really scary was that they used his inner worries, sadness, fear, boredom and other negative things.

Emotions, let yourself collapse.

This move is so terrible, it is what people often call heart-killing now!

At this moment, the scenery in front of me changed again. On the other end of a stone bridge, there was a woman standing there. She was not tall, dressed in ancient clothes, with white hair, but she looked like a girl, holding a cup in her hand.

It's just a porcelain bowl, the bowl is steaming hot, and there's a faint aroma.

The white-haired girl looked at Liu Jianfeng and waved to him.

"Haha..." Liu Jianfeng laughed heartily and said, "You'd better save this medicine for Da Lang to drink!"

At this time, Liu Jianfeng's heart was as strong as iron and he was no longer obsessed by any illusions. His deceased comrades also hoped that he could be safe and worthy of their sacrifices to save his life. His parents had organized protection and would be absolutely foolproof. All the wounds that fell on his body on the battlefield were inevitable.

Pain is the medal of military merit of a hero, and Liu Jianfeng is only proud of it

and proud.

At this time, he was full of confidence and high in fighting spirit. Not to mention that this was just an illusion, even if it was a real underworld, he would dare to make a fuss like Sun Wukong.

Sure enough, amidst Liu Jianfeng's laughter, the white-haired girl suddenly changed her appearance and turned into the appearance of her comrade-in-arms Reiko. She was still wearing training clothes, and the bottle she held in her hand turned into a bottle of beer, facing him

Shouted: "What are you doing so stupidly? Drink!"

Liu Jianfeng laughed. At this time, when training at the base, the two of them would always have a fight in the end, and then go drinking. Whoever loses, one bottle versus three bottles.

It's just that Reiko is still in the hospital with severe burns all over her body, but I heard she is out of danger.

Therefore, it is not appropriate to drink alcohol in this case.

Seeing that Liu Jianfeng was unmoved, the other party changed his appearance again. This time it was Lin Zirou, holding a red wine glass. The liquid in the glass was like blood and shaking slightly. He also held playing cards in his other hand.

This made Liu Jianfeng laugh even more. This was a little game they played at home before. Lin Zirou attaches great importance to emotional cultivation. Even if it is intimate, she must be fully emotionally prepared.

So Liu Jianfeng suggested that in a poker game, whoever loses should take off a piece of clothing. If not, then drink a glass of wine.

No matter who it is, Liu Jianfeng is happy. Drinking can also add to the fun, allowing the usually shy Lin Zirou to be more open-minded, making it easier for him to unlock...

But at this time, Lin Zirou was being arranged by himself to be frightened underground. How could he have such leisure?

But it is undeniable that these scenes are indeed beautiful memories in Liu Jianfeng's heart, Lingzi's boldness and boldness, Lin Zirou's coy manner...

But the picture in front of him could no longer confuse Liu Jianfeng, especially the appearance of Lin Zirou, which made him even more eager to leave here, kill the enemies, and take Lin Zirou back to prepare for pregnancy!

"Fuck you!" Liu Jianfeng yelled, raised his hand and a thunderball flew out, and the woman in front of him instantly turned into a black mist and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, two huge figures emerged from the black mist.

One is standing, with his head raised to the sky, wearing a crown that reaches the sky, and a black dragon robe. He has straight facial features, a long beard hanging down his chest, and is full of majesty.

Another one is sitting there cross-legged, wearing a cassock, holding a pearl, and beside him stands a nine-ring tin staff with a solemn appearance.

"Is this the Emperor Fengdu who is in charge of the underworld and the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who is not a Buddha if the hell is not empty?" Liu Jianfeng looked at it with a smile: "Does this mean that I, the god, will block the killing of gods and the Buddha will block the killing of Buddha? Then I will

You are welcome!"

Before, he wanted to take advantage of his inner demons, but now he wants to take advantage of his faith. Then he made the wrong calculation. The warriors of the Celestial Dynasty are absolutely the atheists who will sweep away all the demons and monsters!

As he spoke, Liu Jianfeng clapped his hands together, then opened them suddenly, and a bigger thunder and fire ball appeared. Liu Jianfeng shouted: "Come on, the one who kills gods and Buddhas is Liu!"

The huge thunder ball roared away, and the tall gods and compassionate Bodhisattvas disappeared in the thunder flames. The thunder ball exploded and turned into six light groups slowly rotating in the endless darkness.

Liu Jianfeng was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Is this the six paths of reincarnation? Let me choose one? Huh, only children make choices!"

Liu Jianfeng unleashed his extreme speed, and his body seemed to turn into a bolt of lightning, which passed through six groups of light like a chain of beads. No matter who they were, whether they were people, ghosts, animals, or asuras, they all flashed past his eyes, giving Liu Jianfeng the only chance.

The feeling is that there will be many people and things in your life

Son, but people are just passers-by, everything will become a thing of the past, but you are still you.

Although some people or things may slightly change your trajectory, you still have to walk this path yourself.

Therefore, Liu Jianfeng sometimes went straight and sometimes detoured among these six paths, but he was always moving forward.

At the end, endless ghosts and evil spirits appeared again, as well as groups of skeletons and thick black mist.

Liu Jianfeng suddenly laughed, he knew that he was coming out!

The flames burned the skeleton soldiers, and the thunder and lightning shattered the ghosts. At the same time, the thunder tore through the darkness, and the fire illuminated the sky and the earth.

The dead angel finally appeared again, but unfortunately, during the period when he was trapped in the 'underworld', the dead angel found Lin Zirou and was holding her hostage!

Lin Zirou herself looked at Liu Jianfeng helplessly. She had done a good job and tried not to drag Liu Jianfeng down, but there was really no way.

Liu Jianfeng had never encountered such a psychedelic attack method. He had been lost for a while just now. If he hadn't been determined, he would have collapsed long ago.

Therefore, time is wasted and the other party has an opportunity to take advantage of it.

However, Lin Zirou seemed helpless and not afraid, because if the other party had the intention to kill, he would have taken action long ago, and how could he hold her hostage?

Since there is no life-threatening danger, everything is easy to say.

Liu Jianfeng did not wait for the other party to threaten him, and raised his hands on his own initiative, but the other party was obviously worried. A group of skeleton soldiers appeared again, and directly threw Liu Jianfeng to the ground. Like a stack of Arhats, they pressed on him continuously, forming a tower in an instant.

The 'Mountain of Bones' pinned Liu Jianfeng down.

Seeing Liu Jianfeng holding on in pain, Lin Zirou said: "You win, tell me what you want!"

From the beginning to now, the most powerful deceased angel, who was feared by Liu Jianfeng, had not said much. At this time, he had the upper hand. When it was time to raise conditions at will, he became even more silent.

After being depressed for a long time, he suddenly said: "I don't know what the hell I want!"

Although it is a helpless sentence, it is written in Chinese with a clear accent, and it also contains iconic swear words.

"Are you Chinese?" Lin Zirou asked in surprise.

The dead angel ignored her, but continued to say depressedly: "I have been working undercover for the 'Holy Cult' for twenty fucking years. Originally I just wanted to secretly learn their necromancy magic. As a result, I myself became one of the four giants, and now the others

The three giants are all dead, and the only ones left are the mentally ill elders, as well as vampires, werewolves and other monsters. I will be the boss when I go back!"

Liu Jianfeng was pressed up and down on his bones, like a mountain bearing down on him, and he endured it with great difficulty. But he was still shocked when he heard these words, because he had such an experience before. During the period of cooperating with the anti-crime campaign, he once worked undercover for a certain evil gang.

He worked hard all the way to the second-in-command position. If he doesn't close the net, he will become the boss.

Lin Zirou was also full of surprise, thinking to herself, could this guy be an undercover agent sent by our government to the evil sect in the West? That shouldn't be the case. This evil sect was regarded as a heresy by the West and had been suppressed for hundreds of years. All that was left were these remnants.

In the East, people were not allowed to become spirits after the Great Patriarch opened the sky and split the earth. This rule has lasted for more than seventy years and has been deeply ingrained in people's hearts. They have no market.
Chapter completed!