Chapter 1: Warmth ()

"Oh, a bunch of poor kids." Lin Wu stared at the computer and sighed softly.

Now he is playing a game called "Dungeon and the Warriors". He just formed three games to make a tragedy, but he was the only one left in the first picture. It's not that they have poor skills and poor equipment, but...

"Damn it, it's actually disconnected." After a while, the fat man's QQ avatar kept flashing. The fat man was Lin Wu's best friend and they played together since the in-between this game.

"Isn't it just disconnected? You have to calm down and say that after playing for a few years, who hasn't lost it a few times?" Lin Wu took the time to reply to the fat man.

Regarding Lin Wu's words, the fat man replied with a huge sweat-word pattern, "Okay, I'll accompany you to pk after I finish painting this picture." Lin Wu replied while fighting the monster air raid.

"No, who doesn't know your old name? The first swordsman in our area and the first great man to be at the supreme level 10. I, a little white hand, is your old opponent. I don't ask for abuse." As soon as Lin Wu's news came out, the fat man began to chatter.

Seeing the fat man's news, Lin Wu smiled slightly, and at this moment, Lin Wu was fighting with the Demon Sword in the second picture of the Wildering. Lin Wu had already been familiar with the Wildering King level, and the Wildering King level was of little significance to him.

With the last sword gently, the magic sword fell to the ground very simply. As the magic sword fell down, another magic sword appeared nearby. When Lin Wu was stunned, he saw that the pink words were immediately seen, the magic sword: Apophis.

Suddenly, Lin Wu felt like he was surrounded by happiness. Lin Wu could even read out the attributes of this first weapon that was hyped on the forum. It was a symbol of rmb. He quickly took screenshots of Lin Wu and sent it to the fat man as soon as possible. He couldn't help but guess in his heart, "Haha, the fat man will definitely vomit blood when he sees it."

Sure enough, after the fat man was silent for 5 seconds, the fat man's QQ avatar burst out, and the "beep" sound suddenly surrounded Lin Wu's ears.

Ignoring the fat man's grief, the game character controlled by Lin Wu in a relaxed mood came to the magic sword and gently placed x (item picking up). However, Lin Wu's face suddenly froze. He put x again, but there was still no response.

"No, no." Lin Wu suddenly felt an ominous feeling, but a prompt box that suddenly jumped out on the screen confirmed Lin Wu's feeling.

"Network connection is out of stock..."

"My grass!" After seeing the prompt that this line was called the Six-Syllable Mantra by all players, Lin Wu burst out instantly. The feeling of being suddenly pulled out of happiness was angering, and the angry Lin Wu suddenly picked up the water cup beside him and smashed it hard at the computer.

"Bang!!" With the sound of the computer screen shattering, Lin Wu suddenly felt a numbness all over his body and then lost consciousness.

"Demon, kill him." A voice full of disgust rang out in the darkness, and a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in the darkness, and a picture suddenly jumped out.

Lin Wuxun looked at him and saw a group of 7 or 8-year-old children surrounding a thin figure, and stones and sticks hit the thin figures in the center from the hands of the children.

"Stop it!" Lin Wu shouted angrily when he saw this, but suddenly Lin Wu realized that he could not make any sound, and he could not even move.

The sudden change made Lin Wu feel uneasy, "What the hell is wrong? By the way, I seem to be electrocuted, and where is this place?"

Just when Lin Wu was anxious, a sudden roar of anger sounded, "Run, the devil is crazy." Hearing the sound surrounding the children, they screamed and scattered.

As the children left, a 8-year-old boy curled up on the ground, holding a gray object tightly in his arms. "Woooo~~" Suddenly the gray object in the boy's arms moved and let out a whimper, and a gray puppy came out of the boy's arms.

The boy looked at the gray puppy with gentleness in his eyes, but when the boy stretched out his hand, the gray puppy suddenly made an attacking gesture.

The situation on the boy's side attracted Lin Wu's attention, "This is..." Lin Wu looked at the boy's hand stretched out in surprise. It was not a normal person's hand, but a twisted blood-red arm, and a strong dark aura emanated from this arm.

"Ghost Hand!!" Lin Wu is of course very familiar with the appearance of this arm. It is the cursed ghost swordsman's hand in the game.

Suddenly, a sad aura was transmitted to Lin Wu's mind. Lin Wu was slightly stunned and then looked at the boy, and saw him withdraw his hand lonely.

"Wang!" The gray puppy barked at the boy and turned around and left.

Just as the gray puppy turned around, a sharp arrow shot through the small body. A group of fully armed villagers stared at the boy with weapons, their eyes full of disgust: "It was the demon cursed by ghosts and gods, who killed him."

But the boy stared blankly at the dead gray puppy, and said in his hoarse and low voice: "Why, why do you treat me like this!!"

"Because you are a person cursed by ghosts and gods, and a person who brings bad luck." As the boy said, a strong figure wielded a long sword and slashed towards the boy.

Suddenly the whole space seemed to be frozen, and then a demon surrounded by blood appeared, "Kill!!"

With the word "kill" full of violence, Lin Wu's mind suddenly roared, and a wave of hatred rushed towards Lin Wu frantically.

When Lin Wu came to his senses, a young man covered in blood stood among the bones. The young man glanced around with cold eyes and slowly left.

Then, the growth process of the boy appeared one after another in front of Lin Wu. Only the boy's life was killing, hatred and hatred.

There was an exception. On that early winter morning, the boy looked indifferently at the city in the cold wind. Suddenly a carriage stopped not far away, and several maids got off the horse, and they handed the food to the wandering beggars.

However, the boy did not ask for it like other beggars. He had only a cold and dead silence in his eyes. His heart was closed, and this world was disgusting to him.

"Why don't you go get food?" A gentle and intoxicating voice sounded, and the boy looked up at the source of the sound.

It was a young woman, wearing a white cotton jacket, simple but very decent, with her snow-white skin as warm as jade, and her beautiful face was gentle at the moment, and her appearance seemed to make the world dim.

"So beautiful." Lin Wu murmured.

"Come on, take it quickly." The woman said, taking out a steamed bun wrapped in a handkerchief embroidered with a golden rose and handed it to the boy.

Looking at the steamed buns in the woman's hand, the indifference in the boy's eyes suddenly changed, and an indescribable feeling surged in the boy's heart.

The first time a boy finally knew the meaning of the word warmth and felt the feeling of being cared for for the first time.

He stretched out his hand, and the boy wanted to take over that warmth. Suddenly he thought of the hand that brought bad luck. The boy retracted his hand and hid his cursed right hand behind him.

Seeing the boy's strange behavior, the woman was stunned, then grabbed his left hand and placed the steamed bun in his hand.

"Hold it." The woman said softly.

"Thank you... Thank you..." He gently held the hand that the woman had held. The softness of the tentacles was like a breeze soothe the pain in his heart. Tears kept flowing out of his eyes. The boy thanked him awkwardly with his voice that had not been making a sound for a long time.

"Life well and life will get better." The woman gently encouraged the boy.

Looking at the carriage that was leaving, the boy suddenly stood up suddenly, and a firm light flashed in his eyes. He followed her, protected her, and was willing to do whatever she gave for her. That warmth gave the boy hope, and he wanted to protect that warmth.

Immediately afterwards, the young man stepped on his legs and chased the hard-won warmth...

Running out of the city, the boy ran through mountains and rivers in the direction of the carriage disappearing. Finally, in the woods, the cursed ghost hand exploded. The boy stared at the sky, stretched out his hand and suddenly smiled on his face, and then ended his miserable life.

Seeing Lin Wu sighing long, the boy's experience made Lin Wu feel heartbroken, but he was also relieved that he could find that warmth at the end of his life...
Chapter completed!