"boom--"

The violent frost airflow seemed to have a horizontal ice explosion. The ice and snow were filled with sharp sword energy and vast magic power. The moment it swept across, it was like a destruction. The Martian River, which was the first to be destroyed, was first frozen into an ice sculpture, and then it was broken without trace. Then the mountain was not old, and Lin Songyan and the others turned into broken ice sculptures together.

"Damn it!"

Feng Canghai watched the three heavenly kings die together, and hurriedly pricked the sword blade forward, with an invincible light lingering all over his body. But just when he activated the invincible effect, a group of Fenglin Volcano players who had not yet shown their faces behind him turned into strands of ice chips in the love skills, and there was no room for avoidance.

After a burst of ice swept through, it seemed like a heavy snowfall within hundreds of meters. Snow covered the ground, and the ice edges covered the ground. During the National Day, Sucheng seemed to have entered winter early, while Feng Canghai was covered with scars and stood alone. The people of Fenglin Volcano he brought and the summoned demon army had all been destroyed by the love skills. He was the only one left, holding a long sword, covered with scars, and there were blood holes on his arms and knees. The ice pyramids penetrated his body, and they were still hanging. Straws of ice air rose, accompanied by drops of blood falling. At this moment, this candidate for the strongest sequence of the national server was extremely embarrassed.

"Plop~~~"

Feng Canghai was too deeply injured and slowly knelt on the ground, leaning on the sword with one hand, looking up at everyone, with a strong unwillingness in his eyes, and said, "So, is this fate?"

“What else?”

Ling Xue carried the long sword and walked step by step, about to launch the ending sword.

“Hahahaha~~~”

Feng Canghai suddenly burst into laughter like crazy, and shouted at someone from afar: "Lost Leaf, is this your purpose? You created my Feng Canghai to make wedding dresses for others, right?"

Lao Ding frowned: "Not that, I just want to write about a person who desires success, desires victory to the point where his mentality collapses, and his psychological distortion is just right, you are the wind of the sea."

"Why!?"

Feng Canghai roared: "Is it because I am not qualified enough? Is it because I am ordinary? Why is it because I am Feng Canghai?"

"This can be analyzed."

Lao Ding looked like he was sitting and said, "First of all, the time period for "Fantasy Moon" to be launched is special, because during this period, the top experts in the national server are actually not present. Fang Geque, Li Xiaoyao, and the two heavenly kings have disappeared. After that, players like Lin Wan'er and Yue Qingqian, who are second only to the top, were also affected and did not go online, causing the scene of the top strength of the national server to be empty. It happened that at this time, Feng Canghai suddenly emerged, and the only people who can challenge your strength are Lin Xi and Purgatory Dawn. Logically, you Feng Canghai has the opportunity to become the only heavenly king in the era of "Fantasy Moon", but Lu Li has come back. With his background and game insight, once you develop, you will have no chance."

"Yeah?"

Feng Canghai's lips were full of grin: "Isn't it because of more injustice? Why can Ouyang Luli obtain a hidden profession in the Dragon Domain? Can he be Jing Yunyue's junior brother? What's the point of me, Feng Canghai? Give me a sword immortal Lin Shaoyou and a qualification as a inheritor of the Palace of Eternal Life. What's the use? Let go of the equipment, skills and other resources in the game, don't you think that Ouyang Luli has obtained too many resources in the game background story? Is this fair?"

"There is nothing to do."

Lao Ding felt a little guilty in his expression: "Because when he first wrote this book "Zhanyue" to make this book become a link between all books. It is the first person, so he can only let Lu Li connect everyone with one hand. In addition, in order to avoid the boring writing, he added a lot of fantasy and fairy tale background stories. The original intention is to not get tired of writing by himself and readers not get tired of reading."

"What's the last one?"

Feng Canghai sneered: "Aren't readers tired of it? A large group of people scolded you for losing Ye Jianglang, and wrote something when scolding you for not reading. Faced with these scoldings, you didn't dare to respond to this book. What's wrong? Ye Shuang, who was so angry in the post bar, turned into a waste? "

"It's not like this..."

Lao Ding was in a state of excitement and wanted to argue about something, but he didn't know where to start. Finally, he stood there sickly and murmured: "Actually, to put it bluntly, I want to try to write something else, but I use equipment and skill books for each book, and finish a book boringly. The original intention is good, and I want to write something good for readers, but the readers are not paying for them."

"Because you wrote garbage, they don't pay the bill?" Feng Canghai sneered.

"Not really."

Lao Ding sighed and said, "Because I want to write something else, it is a partial transformation. The previous readers have been reading it for many years and are not adapted to this transformation at once. They don't want to read these things, they just want to read the original ones, so they are full of criticism. To put it bluntly, if I write these things, I may open up new readers in other channels, but the original readers have been offended."

He frowned and said, "So, many people call themselves ten-year-old fans, and this time they are extremely disappointed, but are they really disappointed? I am not disappointed when I hear such words. Where is the tolerance for me? My attempt is not to go a few steps towards a better place. It is precisely because of this that I don't refute this book. Writing is my own mind-cultivation, and I am dealing with myself. I am responsible for all the consequences."

"snort……"

Feng Canghai sneered: "Is this asking for your heart?"

"Yes, that's asking."

Lao Ding looked up at him: "Everyone has shame for being a humane thing, and has some thoughts about being invisible. I am a writer, and I don't have so many conflicts. But this time, I am willing to face it. Good and bad things are all lost. I will be worthy of this pen name and my own heart. Some readers scold me for losing my original intention long ago. In fact, I often meet my original intention in a narrow way, torture myself, and it is painful and happy, and it has always been like this."

“Hahahahaha~~~~”

Feng Canghai looked up and laughed: "You are such a shy person, wanting to be a good person, wanting to avenge your grudges, wanting to write cool articles, and wanting to tell the world what you think is in pain. You deserve to be scolded for everything you write."

Lao Ding sighed, "Okay, you can die, Ling Xue, do it."

"Yes, father."

Ling Xue rushed over with a quick step, and the sword blade pierced straight from Feng Canghai's mouth and penetrated through his head. Suddenly, after a bunch of blood, Feng Canghai turned over in a daze and turned into wisps of dust.

...

"Um?"

Su Xiran walked forward and watched Feng Canghai's body constantly refreshing, and couldn't help frowning and said, "Huh? What's wrong with my father? I promised to ask my heart, why did I suddenly become anxious? Let Ling Xue slaughter Feng Canghai so quickly. This is not your style."

Ling Xue also looked questionable.

Old Dinnu said: "If you ask your heart, just ask your heart, but at least you can ask your heart to me. What is Feng Canghai like? What is the complete villain? What qualifications do you have to ask your heart to me?"

Lin Yixin smiled slightly: "It seems that in my father's heart, Zhuyingluo's status is far better than Feng Canghai."

"certainly."

...

"alright."

Seeing that the last trace of Feng Canghai on the ground disappeared, Lin Yixin smiled and said, "The bond of Feng Canghai has been resolved. Next... find a place to rest and then look for a new bond?"

"Um."

Lao Ding nodded.

But at this moment, with a sudden "buzzing" sound, the earth trembled. In the southwest, a bright sword light soared into the sky, as if it was about to divide the entire sky into two. The sword intent was filled with anger, unwillingness, regret and self-blame. Just as the sword light flew over the sky and disappeared into the starry sky, the feeling of heart-pumping was still there.

"What's wrong?"

Lao Ding didn't understand why.

"Someone has sacrificed the sword."

Lin Yixin frowned and said, "It's more than a thousand kilometers away from here. It should be in Jiangxi Province. The sword intent is so strong... You can still clearly feel the sharpness of this sword at such a distance!"

Ling Xue turned around and asked, "Sister Xiran, what's going on?"

Su Xiran looked gloomy and bit her red lips: "It's Team Ding, he is almost unable to suppress his inner demons."

"Is it Ding Muchen?"

Old Ding suddenly turned around and looked in the southwest direction. The young man, the son he felt most distressed in his heart, was in an inn in Wuyuan. He almost burned charcoal to commit suicide because of his guilt towards Fusu, the strongest knight in the national server, the super king who was frightened by the fallen leaves in his hands, and he sacrificed his sword.

Lin Yixin frowned and said, "If it were Ding Muchen, it would be a big deal. He... If he really couldn't suppress the inner demon and let the dark Ding Muchen appear, the level of terror is no less than that of the Black Scholar, and it might even be a little more terrifying, because his unwillingness and anger are heavier than the Black Scholar, and it would be quite tricky."

"Father!"

Su Xiran turned around and held Lao Ding's wrist with apologetic expression on his face, and said, "Xiran can only accompany you to come here. I must go to Wuyuan immediately. Perhaps my existence will make Team Ding's mood clearer. At least someone will talk to him, and his inner demon will be separated from his body later."

"knew."

Old Ding frowned: "Xiran, you must be careful, take care of it..."

Su Xiran said "yes", and tears flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Lao Ding patted his watch and said, "Star Eyes, are you there?"

"Here I am."

"Send a helicopter to come immediately and send Su Xiran to the airport, book her the earliest flight to Wuyuan, and even arrange a special plane, the faster the better, and take her to Wuyuan all the way."

"yes!"

Xingyan said: "The helicopter arrives in 13 minutes, please do not leave the place."

...

Su Xiran left.

Now, the three people who are by Lao Ding are Lin Yixin, Ling Xue and Ling Yue.
Chapter completed!