Seeing that he seemed to be about to disappear, Wang Ming hurriedly shouted: "Wait! I remember your name is King, right?"

"Yes." He seemed a little embarrassed, but the king smiled softly and asked, "Have you found the reason for the broken blade?"

Wang Ming scratched his cheek helplessly and said with a sarcastic sense: "Isn't it just that I don't believe in my own strength or something..."

A gentle smile appeared on the king's face: "Almost... don't be too nervous, I'm not as cold as the Ming King."

"Well..." Wang Ming couldn't help but sweat a drop of cold sweat on his cheek, and then he said casually: "Isn't the reason why the blade is broken because I rely too much on your strength?"

"Disclaim. You have said before. The broken blade is because you have doubts about your own power. You don't believe in your power. You are just in your own heart knot."

Wang Ming was a little confused about the king's patient explanation: "What knot can I have?"

Could it be that there are too many women around you who are dressed as men? And that leads to...

The thought that flashed through my heart was suddenly interrupted by the king: "Please stop what you think."

"Your heart is just unacceptable...you cannot accept the power given to you by others. Because deep down in your heart, you only want to solve the problem with your own strength."

Seeing that Wang Ming was a little confused, the king said, "For example, on the surface, you want to hold someone else's thighs and get it without any effort, so as to gain benefits. In fact, what you hope more is yourself."

"Is it myself?" Wang Ming's IQ was immediately in owed.

"You always see the issue of objectivity in yourself. In fact, what you want to be the protagonist, and the protagonist... does not exist." The king frowned slightly and said: "Those protagonists are just a little more luck than ordinary people. The protagonists are also different in different 'worlds'."

"You can think about it. What would happen to you if the person who met Tianmeng Ice Silkworm at the beginning was you? Therefore, the protagonist is just a little more luck, which can also be called an opportunity. Whether you can seize the opportunity is your own problem."

Suddenly, the king said seriously: "Then, don't miss the opportunity. Answer me, what is your original intention?"

You are going around for this problem? Didn’t you just tell you the reason why Shang Ming was broken?!

"Please answer me."

Seeing him urged again, Wang Ming felt helpless: "Okay, wait for me to think about it."

After a moment, he slowly said, "Do you want to be the strongest in this world?"

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"Protect the one you love?"

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Seeing that the king seemed to show a look of teasing me, Wang Ming looked a little embarrassed and squeezed out a few words with difficulty: "Can you remind me?"

"Under the premise of these."

Under the premise? The premise of becoming stronger and the premise of protecting... Why are the novels I read before so useless here!!

Hey? Wait. It seems that some of the novels are crossed out, and then they seem to have mentioned them at the beginning. How to...

Three words flashed through my mind, and Wang Ming almost blurted out: "Live."

"It's too difficult..." The king couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, but Wang Ming didn't hear it. It's so hard that he was so impatient, why did he have such a host?!

"Living is your original intention. When you first came here, you were not the only way to survive that you would have the idea of ​​relying on others. You can do whatever you want to survive, and this is not unacceptable. However, you did not do that." The king smiled slightly and raised his hand gently.

"But you also need to know what you get means what you want to give up." A blank space around instantly disappeared. In a blink of an eye, Wang Ming came to a black and white space. The king's words also echoed here, but gradually weakened.

The two places with distinct black and white have two swords that look particularly obvious...

One of them was Shang Ming, which Wang Ming was familiar with, but he had never seen the other one, but he could see that the two swords seemed to be opposite.

The black blade was wrapped in a trace of blood red, and the white blade was wrapped in a trace of dark blue.

Am I going to pull them out?

When Wang Ming felt aroused in his heart, he couldn't help but feel strange. This scene similar to a test seemed to be simpler than he thought.

But the hand that was about to touch the hilt paused for a moment, Wang Ming thought that things might not be as simple as he thought.

King Ming, King: This idiot... I (I) go crazy!

The moment Wang Ming thought about his life, two blades appeared in his hand.

He was stunned: "Can you not play cards so unremittingly! At least you have to let me fight with someone!"

I have never heard of anyone asking for this.

The king said that if he had to fight, he had more time, but his mission had been completed and what he should say had been said according to the script, which was considered to be off work. Who would have had nothing to do to fight?

Wang Ming always felt that something was missing. Since the king said that his original intention was to survive, is this really good?

But as time passed, Wang Ming found that his vitality seemed to be sucked away by the two blades in his hand. It was the kind that became more and more powerful.

Wang Ming kept waving his hands, as if trying to release the two swords: "Stop! Did these two swords use 502 super glue?! You can't get rid of them!"

Not long after, Wang Ming squatted on the ground with a desperate look. He had given up resisting and didn't know if he would be sucked to death...

At this time, in the outside world, Wang Ming's whole body was faintly surrounded by black and white glimmers. He seemed to be trying to find a critical point to balance the two forces.

The next day, Wang Ming felt extremely comfortable all over for some reason, so he slept for a while. But Tang Wulin had to go to Soul Master College to go to school. When he got up quietly, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"Big...Big Brother?" Tang Wulin doubted everything he saw.

At this time, Wang Ming's original black hair turned white. Tang Wulin called in a low voice, trying to wake him up.

Which pounce...

When Wang Ming thought that this was someone else's home, he couldn't help but make a clever move and suddenly opened his eyes: "What's wrong? Tang Wulin."

Pointing at his hair, Tang Wulin worriedly said, "Big brother, your hair..."

My hair?

After a moment of heart movement, Wang Ming touched a strand of hair on his forehead: White?

What the hell?! My vitality must have been absorbed, right?! I'm going to die!

After taking a deep breath, Wang Ming tried his best to calm himself down. He knew that the calmer he was, the more he could find the reason for the matter.

Jun Ye - Shang Ming

Wang Ming clenched his fists a little, and he always felt that there was endless power to use. A trace of black light flashed and a large amount of information in his mind appeared instantly.

I am in a state of resolving? In other words, my second martial soul has returned? Although my soul power cannot be used, I can use spiritual power... What's going on?

"It's okay, it's okay." Wang Ming waved his hand and pretended to be unfathomable: "I'm doing magic."

Wang Ming urged with some guilt, "Close your eyes first, and you will change back soon."

Suddenly, Tang Wulin's eyes were full of admiration, and then he obediently closed his eyes: "Really? Big brother is so awesome!"

The moment he closed his eyes, a black light flashed, and Wang Ming's hair turned black again.

Wang Ming couldn't help but smile: "Okay."

"Mom and Dad, Na'er. Big Brother can do magic!"

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Chapter completed!