Be dragged into the room by the succubus

Regardless of the news about the succubus, Ning Feng subconsciously followed Yan Rulong's majesty in his heart for many years.

He gave Ning Feng a feeling, a bit like the grade director who would appear behind the classroom door...

Can't afford to offend.

Along the way, Yan Rulong was silent and didn't speak. At the beginning, Ning Feng wanted him to say that he didn't talk to him first, but then he was completely silent.

After observing Yan Rulong's information just now, Ning Feng got an answer that he didn't imagine.

Yan Rulong, who is known as "the number one tough guy in Bincheng of the Watch Club", is not an awakened one!

Although he has many basic abilities, especially in close combat, he is really just an ordinary person.

He is not a retired veteran who was disabled after being injured in the frontal battlefield as rumored, nor is he a warrior king who returned to the city with a hidden identity.

Yan Rulong is just an ordinary person who has stuck to his post for decades and has trained thousands of Overwatch trainers.

That's right, if he is also awesome, the role will be a bit repetitive.

There can only be one sweeping monk, and a comrade who doesn't look very serious has already snatched this role first.

Except for Dr. Lin's wrong gender and a lot of hair, his strength and age are very suitable.

By the way, like the sweeping monk, she is single.

Looking at it this way, it looks exactly the same! (stick read)

The two entered the elevator, Yan Rulong swiped his card and pressed a button that Ning Feng had never seen before.

The sign is an open door.

The elevator didn't go up to the highest floor, nor did it go deep down. It just trembled slightly, and then calmed down.

laugh.

The elevator opened slowly, but the world outside the door was no longer the corridor Ning Feng was familiar with before.

It is no longer a modern building, but a corridor full of magic and classical atmosphere, which makes Ning Feng feel that he has entered the magical world from a technological society.

The corridor is not long, only 100 meters in front and back, and the gorgeous decoration is covered with various strange patterns.

Following Yan Rulong in the corridor, Ning Feng observed the surrounding environment.

There are no windows around, so it is impossible to determine the location. The design of each place does not show the characteristics of various schools of art, but it has an ancient charm.

Ancient art, and most likely a remnant of a time 300 years before the Darkness.

And the lines on those pillars attracted Ning Feng's attention even more.

Ning Feng had never been involved in this part of knowledge, but he naturally understood the meaning given above the first time he saw it.

[Guardian], [Secret], [Sturdy], [Resistance]...

There are many types and a huge number, and generations of awakened people have left their own traces on them.

At the same time, there are subtle differences between some textures with the same function, and it seems that optimization and improvement have been continuously made for a long time.

Ning Fengmoran, he found one thing, even after living here for so many years, he seems to have never really understood this place.

The short corridor seemed to pass extremely long under the slow walking of the two.

Finally, when he was about to reach the end of the corridor, Yan Rulong spoke for the first time after being silent for so long, with a deep but soft voice:

"Ning Feng."

Somewhat surprised, Ning Feng felt that he hadn't heard Yan Rulong speak in such a tone for a long time.

The last time was when Ning Feng and Yan Rulong met for the first time at the old man's funeral.

At that time, he extended an olive branch to Ning Feng and Jiang Wan who had lost everything again, inviting them to join the Overwatch Club.

He stopped unconsciously, Ning Feng didn't know what serious topic he was going to talk about with this attitude, he hesitated and said:

"... Instructor Yan?"

But Yan Rulong didn't stop, and walked forward slowly until he stopped in front of the huge wooden door.

He raised his head, his eyes moved slowly on the lines on the door, but his pupils were a little out of focus, as if lost in memory.

"It's been... ten years since we first met, and I've watched the two of you grow up."

"Both of you are not worry-free children. Although Jiang Wan has some problems, they all show on the outside, while you seem to be honest but keep everything in your heart."

"In a way, she's looking for help, and you're choosing to self-destruct."

Ning Feng did not open his mouth to refute, because most of what Yan Rulong said was correct, and he was indeed somewhat autistic and self-destructive in the past.

If it weren't for Jiang Wan's part of his emotions, he might have realized it a long time ago, stopped eating or drinking, and then just burped.

In the past, Ning Feng was a character who would not make a scene even if he destroyed himself. He was the kind of person who would choose a quiet afternoon and leave quietly.

With relief in his words, Yan Rulong sighed:

"Now, although there is still some feeling of that, I can feel your changes, at least I have expectations for the future."

That is inevitable, Ning Feng's personality after neutralization is much stronger than before.

I don't know exactly how cheerful he is, but in terms of flirting, he is absolutely confident that he can open the eyes of those who know him.

It is a brand new version that you have never seen before!

As he spoke, his voice gradually became deeper and Yan Rulong's memory seemed to be covered with a layer of haze, and his voice became hoarse:

"Your adoptive father, Professor Li, is my senior and helped me a lot when I was young."

The adoptive father Yan Rulong mentioned was the old man who later adopted Ning Feng and the others. Although he never asked them to call him that, everyone acquiesced to this matter.

Although Ning Feng and Jiang Wan didn't say anything, they agreed with this matter in their hearts and never corrected others.

"I still can't accept that he will pass away at that time. He is obviously so outstanding. Even in such an accident, he shouldn't have passed away at that time, unless it was back then..."

The voice stopped here, Yan Rulong suddenly calmed down, and did not continue talking.

Ning Feng had never seen such an appearance before, and the instructor Yan in his impression was always serious and rational, and he had never lost his composure like this.

"He actually left me a letter, none of which was about himself, it was all about arranging things for the two of you. He has great expectations for you."

"But what I want to say is..."

Slightly brushing his fingers across his eyes, hiding the fragility that was revealed, Yan Rulong turned around and looked at Ning Feng with a complicated expression:

"Our expectations of you should not become the shackles and constraints on you."

"Awakened people are not omnipotent. You are both powerful and fragile. You will also suffer from birth, old age, sickness and death. When facing the threat of death, you will also feel fear and shrink back. This is normal."

He stepped forward, patted Ning Feng on the shoulder, and said in a low voice:

"Since you have all chosen this path, the asylum I can provide you ends here, and you will have to go the rest of the way by yourself."