Be dragged into the room by the succubus

roar.

"Kevin!!"

"Hold on!"

"You can't die!!!"

An angry roar sounded behind him, but Ning Feng turned a deaf ear to it.

Looking down at the bloody corpse, Ning Feng shook his head incomprehensibly.

"It's not good to say anything, you have to say something like this."

Don't try to piss me off...

Congratulations, you made it.

But it's also a pity that you are going to die.

【hybrid】

For the mixed race, it is self-evident what this title means.

Except for the true love between a few different races, the birth of mixed races mostly comes from some unspeakable darkness.

Slave trade, coerced imprisonment, taboo experiments...

During that darkest period of history, slave traders have been very active.

Some humans who are born with good looks will be captured as slaves, and even some weak supernatural creatures are also within their hunting range.

And slaves who are bought rarely end well.

Some people may ask, their behavior of hunting believers has not been sanctioned by the gods?

This is because slave traders generally have close ties with the churches of various gods secretly.

Apart from priesthood, the biggest conflict among gods is above believers. As churches that exist to worship gods, their biggest task is to increase the number of believers of gods.

at all costs.

at all costs!

Except for a few churches of gods whose vocation is pure justice, even most orthodox churches will not stop the slave trade.

It was part of the class composition of that era, and it affected the whole body.

Also because they are also a part of the dirty slave trade, and they are also the big customers.

Slave traders are responsible for playing villains and plundering believers.

Then there is the Orthodox Church to come forward to rescue, and while freeing the slaves, it also uses this to spread the faith.

As for how these poor people who are forced to leave their homes will be treated, no one cares.

Most of the hybrids were born at that time.

Moreover, a hybrid with two bloods has no place in the two worlds.

Mixed races generally have the appearance characteristics of both races.

Perpetrators see their presence as an insult, victims see them as pain and shame.

Most of them will be attacked from two aspects, which also makes most of the hybrids tend to have a dark personality.

The word bastard was the word they heard most often and resisted the most.

After the Dark Ages, when most human beings have some foreign blood mixed in their bodies, although that kind of discrimination is almost non-existent, it does not mean that this kind of insult is not offensive.

Especially for the awakened bloodlines who developed the extraordinary biological bloodlines in their bodies, this word sounds extremely harsh.

This represents the suffering suffered by their elders, and contains strong insults.

They are very willing to have a hearty battle with the enemy because of this insult.

To put it bluntly, tragedies like mixed races occur mostly because the "strong" has mastered power beyond their control.

Power is a double-edged sword.

In addition to bringing people to protect themselves, power brings the other side - hurting others.

When a person is bullied, they want the power to protect themselves and turn things around.

But when he really has enough power to protect himself, even far beyond that...

Unfortunately.

He will naturally transform his identity.

Victims often turn into perpetrators in the end.

The dragon slayer eventually becomes a dragon.

This is the evil in human nature, and it is a contemptible inferiority.

It is an admirable strong man who can restrain this desire.

Otherwise, the so-called strong are just children who have power but don't know how to think, and wantonly indulge their inner desires.

Compared with the real strong, Ning Feng's current strength is not enough to resist, he can only be regarded as a bigger ant.

But what he wanted was not to become that evil dragon.

All he hopes to have now is enough strength to protect himself from being bullied by others.

Bandit Kevin violated Ning Feng's bottom line, so he was about to die.

But in fact, this is only a superficial reason.

Although Ning Feng is a half-succubus, it's not that he doesn't have a sense of substitution for his mixed-race identity.

What this race brings to him is more like a person who has acquired some interesting characteristics.

It is beneficial but not harmful, and has never been correspondingly persecuted, only welfare...what's the point?

The real reason why Ning Feng lost his composure and shot was because of what Kevin said before.

Silently watching Kevin who was still twitching gradually, Ning Feng asked softly in his heart:

"Why do you insist on mentioning my mother at this time?"

"Why do you insist on... courting death?"

The insult to his mother was the real reason for Ning Feng to act ruthlessly.

Relatives have left Ning Feng, they are the weaknesses and wounds in his heart that cannot be touched.

Anyone who touches this wound maliciously will have to pay the price.

The price of blood.

The blade behind him was approaching, and Ning Feng finally said:

"Bastard? You really picked a bad word."

Talking lightly to himself, Ning Feng deliberately emphasized the "real reason" for losing his composure to the audience who were paying attention to him.

Although he didn't know how useful it would be, he didn't want his weakness to be easily discovered.

With a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth, he said softly:

"I have to do something like this to speed up my own death."

The tip of the sword hung down, gesturing on the back of Kevin's head, as if he was about to give him a stab.

"stop!!!"

"You son of a bitch!"

"Kevin!"

With emotion, Ning Feng turned his head slightly, looked at the digital bandits who were close at hand, and said with emotion:

"When others make a move, someone always yells like this, as if saying this... it seems that others will really stop."

The young man smiled and sighed, but the long sword in his hand sank straight into Kevin's neck without any hesitation!

The bandit's body no longer twitched.

laugh.

The sound of the long sword piercing through the flesh became the last straw that overwhelmed the reason of the other bandits.

A thread seemed to snap in their sanity.

roar.

"He killed Kevin!"

"Kevin!!!"

"You son of a bitch!!!"

"go to hell!!"

call……

The moment the breath in his chest was exhaled, the cruelty flashed in Ning Feng's eyes.

Now that their fate has been decided, there is no need to hide it anymore.

Clang clang! ! !

Turning around, retreating, and drawing out the sword, the movements were as fast as lightning in one go.

The three thieves in the front were all sober from their anger for a moment, because not only did they not cut Ning Feng, but the scimitar in their hands also disappeared at this moment...

Do not!

The hand holding the sword is gone!

The right hand holding the sword was severed from the joints of the wrist, exposing the red and white bones...

Blood spurted out.

After realizing what happened, the excruciating pain in their bodies had woken them up, and they wailed in pain.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"hand!"

"My hand!!! Ahh!"

Whoosh!

But before they could howl, white light flashed mercilessly, and deep wounds appeared on their throats!

Cough cough... He He He...

dong dong dong.

"Be quiet, it's a little noisy."

After saying something lightly, Ning Feng directly passed the three of them, and greeted the bandits who were rushing from behind.

"They are too noisy, so let them go first."

"If you can be quiet, I don't mind letting you live a little longer."

The long sword was stained with blood, but Ning Feng's body was not stained at all, and a kind and elegant smile was restored on his face.

"Grit your teeth."

!!!

He smiled and looked at the three thieves whose expressions changed, and said persuasively:

"Actually, that move just now is already my limit. I'm already very tired, and I'm just an empty shell."

"Come on, let's rush up together."

Like a demon leading a mortal blindfolded to the edge of a cliff, but he must let the mortal take the last step by himself.

He smiled lowly, bewitching.

"There are three of you, you can definitely do it."

"Don't you want to avenge them?"

Obviously there was only one person, but against the backdrop of the corpse behind him, the man in the hood in front of him looked like a demon.

In the ear, in the bottom of my heart, whisper softly:

let's go!

kill me!

Take revenge for them! ! !

The atmosphere became weird, they wanted to retreat, but felt like their thighs were filled with lead.

"What are you waiting for?"

In the eyes of the bandits, the white teeth were like sharp teeth of wild beasts, shining with cruel light.

"Don't you still think you can escape?"

click.

The sound of someone's teeth colliding became a signal, and the bandit, who was almost overwhelmed by the pressure, let out a crazy roar from his throat.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The thieves raised their swords, and without any tricks, they slashed wildly at Ning Feng!

But their attacks were doomed to fruitlessness.

In their prime, they can still cause some troubles to Ning Feng, but they have stepped into Ning Feng's trap step by step, and there is no possibility of a comeback.

In Ning Feng's hands, the ordinary iron sword became like a magic weapon.

Unrivaled.

unstoppable.

He evasively blocked the opponent's attacks one after another, and left wounds everywhere on the opponent when he pulled away.

Brutal and bloody.

Blood splashed on their bodies, but the bandit didn't notice it, and continued to slash in panic.

Fueled by adrenaline and gripped by fear, they are completely oblivious to their situation.

It's just that under Ning Feng's lead, like a puppet on a string, he takes a firm step towards death step by step.

"Ah!"

I don't know who's wailing broke all this and brought everything back to reality.

"No! You are a demon!"

"impossible!!!"

The surviving bandits suddenly found out in despair that they were the only ones left.

Surrounded by the corpses of companions.

Still steaming, but lifeless corpses.

He broke down.

The scimitar in his hand fell, and he couldn't care about anything else, he staggered back and ran in embarrassment.

And Ning Feng didn't chase after him, and walked slowly to the side of the scimitar.

"I said it before, after that, I really have no chance to regret it."

He picked up the scimitar on the ground with his toes, and when it fell, he raised his foot and kicked the handle of the knife, causing the scimitar to fly out like a dart!

"You can't escape."

The scimitar sank into the body of the last bandit from behind, and the tip of the knife protruded from the chest.

Boom!

The running body fell heavily to the ground, and lost its breath without even struggling.

There were corpses all around his body, and Ning Feng was standing in the blood with his eyes closed and breathing freely.

"Huh...ha, it's easy."

Opening his eyes, Ning Feng felt that the pressure that was suppressed in his heart had been released a lot.

Avoiding the flowing blood, he lightly jumped out from the corpses. The buckskin boots on his feet were not stained with blood except for a little dirt.

The tip of the iron sword in his hand hangs down but does not touch the ground, and the almost red iron sword becomes a little frustrated.

"Uh, the best sword in the village needs maintenance."

Even though Ning Feng had tried his best to cut along the joints to avoid wear and tear, the human grease still made its blade imperceptibly clogged and might slip slightly.

Looking around, Ning Feng planned to find a suitable dishcloth from his battle results.

At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded from not far away.

"I think we should join forces."

As the bandit leader, the bald man witnessed Ning Feng's unilateral massacre the whole time, but he hesitated when he first planned to take action, and finally chose to stand by and watch.

And until the group of bandits died, no one asked him for help.

At the time of life and death, those bandits seemed to have forgotten his existence.

Finally willing to speak?

Ning Feng turned his head to look at the strong man, and continued to choose while saying:

"Join together? With you?"

Finally picked a suitable spot on Kevin's back, Ning Feng scratched it with the tip of his sword, picked up a rag and wiped it lightly.

The slightly coagulated plasma was wiped away by a rag, revealing the original light, reflecting Ning Feng's eyes.

There was a lot of joy in there.

It is the killing intent that makes the enemy tremble after being unrestrained.

Lowering his eyes, Ning Feng tried his best to restrain his evil thoughts of being indulged.

It's still being monitored, so don't get out of control.

"what are you talking about?"

After observing silently for a long time, Rhodes was also aware of how abnormal the man in front of him was, so he restrained his impulse and said slowly:

"You are also a contestant, right now is not a time for conflict between us, it is best to cooperate together..."

Clang.

After flicking the sword blade and making a crisp sound of the sword, Ning Feng interrupted the other party's next words.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean that."

Shaking his head and smiling, Ning Feng finally finished wiping the long sword, and threw a rag over a thief's face to cover it.

Looking at the contestant with a bald head, Ning Feng held his sword and explained earnestly with apologies:

"I mean……"

"Why should I team up with a piece of trash who doesn't want to save his companions?"

Appreciating the burly man whose face gradually became more gloomy, Ning Feng was happy in his heart, but the expression on his face was very incomprehensible.

It was full of confusion, as if hearing some gibberish that was difficult to make sense of.

"you……"

After the strong man spoke, the confusion on Ning Feng's face disappeared and turned into a joking smile.

"Don't understand? Then let me explain a little more clearly..."

他 说:

"I'm curious, why do you think you have the qualifications to join forces with me?"

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What's going on, my protagonist is obviously a good person...

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