I, Yan Ye, want to marry Shichen’s daughter

But as long as you think about it before, you didn't even realize that Feng Xue was a fire-mist fighter. Shana naturally got used to it. After all, the existence of dragons, non-existence, is normal.

Shana thought so, focused her attention on the books on the shelf, and then she found a problem

On this bookshelf, there are books with normal styles such as Swordsmanship Encyclopedia and Financial Tips, as well as inexplicable things such as Friends’ Account. However, each of these books is woven by the power of existence-which means, They come from different humans.

"Are you an abuser?" Shana's eyes became dangerous. Theoretically speaking, the Fire Mist Warriors can do everything that a mere mortal can do, but the ordinary Fire Mist Warriors are originally those who want to fight against the gangsters and prevent the world from twisting. The demon king who signed the contract, so even the wicked among the fire-mist fighters, at least maintained the ethics of "not eating people," "not deliberately creating torches," and "not creating distortions."

"No, this is just my exclusive law of freedom." Feng Xue shook her head. "My law of freedom, called the'librarian', is able to extract knowledge and experience into the power of existence, and weave it into The book’s ability, because it transforms existence rather than deprives existence, will not distort the world. Anyone who reads these books can quickly master the techniques in them. By the way, I am not a big or small book rental People, there are often some close friends who will ask me to borrow books."

"It won't cause distortion of the world, but what about the original owner?" Shana didn't mean to relax her vigilance, because he found that Feng Xue had deliberately avoided one thing.

"It will die, but it will not disappear." Feng Xue's words fell, and Shana's knife was about to be on the body, but in response to him, it was a heavy book named "The Life of Jian Tong Zang Yan". Books, and on the shelves, there are not many books with the words "Book of Life".

"These biographies are books compiled from the original owner's own experience. Through them, you can know the life of the original owner of these skills. After reading these, you can criticize me for being an abuser?"

After saying that, Feng Xue stopped talking nonsense, just threw herself on the bed and fell asleep like this...

Chapter 706 Constraints

"I thought she would just watch it all night..." Early in the morning, Feng Xue got up from the bed and found that there was no figure of a tsundere girl beside her, and reached out to put the monocle on the table on her right eye.

"I can't stand it if I haven't finished reading it. If it weren't blocked by God of Punishment, your house would have been blown up..." Indifferent, empty, and mechanical voices came from the monocle. This is not a self-directed and self-acted. Rather, it was originally a part of Feng Xue's separation from her body, and it was compiled based on the principles of Digimon, so it would naturally have a certain consciousness.In a sense, not so much the Devil of the Red World, the individual "Dragon of Existence Marquiri Kalia" is more like a Digimon created by Feng Xue.

"Is this too fragile?" Feng Xue raised her eyebrows and asked a little unexpectedly. Although Shana is still very immature at this time, is her acceptability so poor?

"You're so embarrassed to say? To a fledgling who believes in the child-giving bird and the tooth fairy...Well, Shana probably doesn't believe it. Anyway, you show a girl who is ten years old and doesn't even know how people came. If you have a book with important elements such as reproduction, spawning, insect destruction, training, corruption, etc., is it too weak for others to bear? The most excessive thing is that this girl still holds the power of existence!"

"Uh, well, I did ignore..." Feng Xue grinned and admitted his mistake.

Books generated by librarians have different effects for different readers. Skill books are nothing more than books of this life. For ordinary people, they are biographies with illustrations. How can the text lose the san value? No matter how heavy the picture is, it is a flat thing.

But it is different for those who have mastered the power of existence, because these books themselves are woven with the power of existence, and those who have the power of existence can even experience the books by reading existence, intuitively, and immersively. The story recorded in.

"I hope I didn't mess with her." Feng Xue reached out and put away the bookshelf, put on her school uniform and went downstairs, and saw that Dashang Zhunzi's mother had already started cooking breakfast.

"Zhenren got up quite early today. What did you talk about with your sister yesterday?" Seeing the "son" going downstairs, the lady asked with a smile.

"It's nothing, just talk to her about some life experiences." Feng Xue squeezed her eyes lightly and smiled, "After all, the quasi son is not too young. It is normal to find a boyfriend. That girl actually forgave her a long time ago. You’re just thin-skinned and can’t speak. If you want me to tell her, don’t let her breathe and cool her for a few days. When she can’t help but want to reconcile with you, she will take the initiative to speak softly. never mind."

"How can I say that to my sister!" Madam Dashang laughed twice, and she waved the spatula a lot more briskly.

"Boom boom boom..." brisk footsteps came, and a girl with a light tired face came downstairs. Although Feng Xue had said something before, Madam Dashang could not help but beat Said hello

"Morning, Zhunzi, you look tired. Didn't you sleep last night?"

"It's okay." Shana replied coldly. According to the memory read from the existence of Dashang Zhunzi, she sat at the dining table, and then gave Feng Xue a fierce look.

Feng Xue also smiled at Shana's attitude. At this time, his heart was actually the same as the monster named Anfu he had seen back then.

Seeing Shana with a slightly blushing expression on the face of a proud girl like Shana, he was so overjoyed!

After breakfast, Shana and Feng Xue went to school. At this time, Shana, who had been holding back all morning, finally asked, "Why?"

"What and why?" Feng Xue raised her eyebrows, and said that she could not answer Shana's endless question.

"Why do you want to tell her so much? Anyway, after the matter is over, she will forget the fact that she has a daughter." Shana asked coldly, and she was puzzled by the conversation between Feng Xue and Madam Dashang this morning.

In her opinion, Feng Xue's conversation was a lot of effort, as she was unreasonable to the world. She didn't understand why she had to spend such a thought for a human being.

"Even if Mrs. Dashang can't remember, but you and I do remember it after all. Sometimes I do things not for peace of mind, but for myself." Feng Xue said in a low voice, but Shana said with a blank face. A voice was so subtle that it was imperceptible: "I don't understand."

"From now on, you will understand." Feng Xue stretched out her hand and rubbed her long hair that feels great. Shana wanted to throw it away, but remembered that the melon bag at noon had not been found yet, so she could only let it go and saw Shana's pair. It seemed that Feng Xue played with her long hair more and more unscrupulously, and the corners of her mouth raised, "The life span of the Fire Mist Warrior is unlimited. As you live longer, your personality will also change. At this time, you need to treat yourself Restraint."

"Restriction?" Xia Na squinted her eyes and watched Feng Xueqing's movement of pinching her eye sockets. It was somewhat difficult to understand the meaning of this word.

"Very simple, do you remember the story of the dirty inkstone given to you yesterday?"

"..." After hearing this, Shana's hair instantly dyed a flame-like color, and her eyes became fierce: "I remember, the name of the Dragon of Existence that you reported earlier is Marquili. Kalia, this should be..."

"It should be the name of the last son of Jian Tong Zangyan, right? Yes, this is actually my name. The existence of the dragon itself does not exist. I shared my name and existence with him, and he was able to appear. , And Jian Tong’s dirty inkstone is indeed my father.” Feng Xue nodded, without the slightest concealment, “You have read a book, you should understand that he used to pursue world peace. As a respectable person who has been longing for his life, but with the passage of time, his heart gradually decayed, his reason gradually collapsed, and his beliefs also degenerated, becoming a man with the name Jiantong dirty inkstone. Monster, then please tell me, how can I avoid this situation?"

"That's what you said, restraint?" Shana asked with doubts, and Feng Xue nodded affirmatively: "As an immortal, whether it is a Fire Mist Warrior or something else, I want to stay out of the long time. Corruption, the most important point is to have a clear understanding of yourself-what are you? A person? A tool? Or something else? Why do you fight, and what do you use as your creed? Cognition does not mean that you think it is okay. You have to implement it in your words and deeds. These behaviors will fix you on the course of your choice and avoid deviating from your goal. Jian Tong's dirty inkstone, or Machiri Sorgen, fell into that appearance because he had forgotten his original intention and lost his belief."

"So these behaviors of yours are the constraints you set for yourself?" Alastel was very interested in Feng Xue's theory and asked halfway through.

"Yes, what I want for myself is to be a good person. First of all, I am a human being, an ordinary person who has feelings, loves things, and sads myself. Then, I will achieve the behavior of'good' as far as I can, so I will Helping lonely old people will also stop the evil deeds of ordinary people. I will kill individuals I hate. The most important thing is that I will treat myself as a human being. I will not care about what happens after the torch disappears. I will use my heart to make me do things that fit my identity. Madam Dashang needs comfort, and I will give him that comfort. This is the responsibility I must take when pretending to be his son."

ps: Three misunderstandings, the first Matilda is not Shana's mother.

Secondly, it is not something that you can learn when you want to learn it. It is also related to the existence of apprentices and fire fog itself. Generally speaking, even if you learn it, it will not be able to match the original version due to issues such as personality and existence characteristics. So few people would learn other people's Free Law, even if it was blocked, it was changed back and forth by the two Great Free Masters before it was simplified to what everyone now basically knows.

Third, the two free laws of the Rainbow Sword and the Crusader are not the top free laws, but the supermodel free laws.The top level is still within the scope of understanding, but these two are supermodels!If Xiao Bai is there, there is no nonsense at all in the Xingli Palace, he can knock down the Xingli Palace with a single shot of the Rainbow Heaven Sword, and the Crusaders are more supermodel, because the Crusader's free law has reached the realm of the essence of law. Each soldier has a separate consciousness and fighting method, and possesses the existence of Heavenly Tribulation Fire, that is to say, fighting Matilda is equal to facing countless scorching killers at the same time.

Chapter 707: Teaching Experience

"But it doesn't make sense." Shana, who had not acquired "humanity", still had a look of puzzlement. Although Alastel seemed to have realized something from it, she did not understand it at all.

"No, it is meaningful for Mrs. Dashang or for me." Feng Xue sighed. "For example, you like to eat melon buns. At this time, there is a bakery on the street that is selling them. There is a clerk who is a torch, would you plant this torch to steal bread?"

"No!" Shana glared at Feng Xue angrily, seeming to say "What do you think of me?"

"Why?" Feng Xue raised her eyebrows, "When the torch is small, the owner of the bakery will forget this man, and at the same time, he will forget that you stole the bread, so why don't you do this?"

"Because stealing is wrong!" Shana replied categorically. Although she lacks humanity and sophistication, her three views are quite righteous.

"Why is it wrong? Why do you think it's wrong? Who made it wrong? Since it doesn't affect the bread boss, why should you care if it is right?" Feng Xue asked a series of questions, and Shana immediately fell into Lost, then

"No road race, no road race, no road race! Anyway, it's wrong! Don't steal things!"

"So, are you restraining yourself?" Feng Xue said, "You have imposed correct restraints on yourself. This restraint prevents you from stealing, even if you It’s the same if you steal something and won’t be remembered by the boss. So, why do you think that because the torch must disappear, you don’t need to care about the feelings of the torch’s family?"

"This..." Shana frowned, and she was speechless for a while, yes, why would she take it for granted that no matter what she did?Now that I have put the existence of Dashang Zhuzi, then to Mrs. Dashang, he is the Dashang Zhuzi. What is the difference between using this identity at will and stealing bread?

No, it's more serious than stealing bread!

How can a shopkeeper lose his bread and a man like a mother lose her daughter?!

For a moment, Shana suddenly fell into self-blame. He remembered what kind of indifferent attitude he had towards Madame Dashang after finishing, and remembered the strange expression of the mother.Although she still didn't understand mother-daughter feelings and human nature, she could vaguely understand how sad the mother was by her actions.

"I, I did something wrong..." Shana lowered her head and said in a low voice, even with the urge to go back and apologize to the lady.

But before she turned her head, she was held in place by Feng Xue

"Okay, we should go to school, now I tell you your task today, you have to remember clearly."

Having said that, Feng Xue squeezed the cheek that feels so good, and then smiled and said: "Before disguising someone's daughter, you are a fire-mist fighter first. Don't let the disciples do more evil for this kind of thing!"

"You don't need to tell me, I know!" Shana glared at Feng Xue, gave up her plan to go back immediately, and just waited quietly for Feng Xue's text.

"Your task today is very simple. Talk to Zhunzi's boyfriend, and then learn from him what happened in the park four days ago."