Collapse: Black Moonlight Turns White, Popular Four-Star Character

In the crowded square, Yannian checked the package he was carrying. He was about to go to the battlefield, but compared to the crying and exciting scene nearby, his expression was too calm.

He doesn't look like a novice, but rather gives people the feeling of being a veteran.

Jingliu looked at her brother, who was only as tall as her chest. Her lips moved for a moment, and she finally said, "Do I have to go?"

The implication is to verify Yannian's determination again.

"I have to go." Yannian smiled faintly.

If you don't go, you will definitely fail in the dungeon. Jing Yuan is not that easy to fool.

And it was just killing, something he was already used to.

Ever since he could remember, the first thing his parents said to him was, "Yannian, even if one day your dagger must be pointed at your family, do not hesitate, and put the mission first."

But unfortunately, no matter how good his abilities were, Yannian could never do it. Therefore, he was destined not to be a good assassin, just like his younger brother said - a little sentimental.

But now... there is nothing.

He could become an excellent assassin, but he could no longer be a good brother.

"Brother, I will practice hard and help you soon."

"No need, Xiaoju, you're not feeling well, you should get more rest. I'm enough for you."

"But... I can see that brother doesn't like those tasks. I still hope that brother can smile more."

The dim light cast a blurry shadow. In the training room in his memory, a little orange cat was waving a dagger with great effort, smiling at him with sweat on its forehead, saying that it wanted to try again and couldn't always hide behind him.

Xiaoju said that he wanted to become the most powerful assassin, and then take Yannian away from his home planet and go to a planet where he could see snow.

Because there is no winter on the mother planet, but the book says that when it snows, the world will be pure white, without blood, without sorrow, only the quiet wind to accompany, waiting for the dead branches to sprout.

Nothing was achieved, and the next ten years were spent in Bu Liren's laboratory.

Then... the little orange cat died and turned into ashes.

He didn't hate Xianzhou, because it was Xianzhou that gave him a glimmer of hope before he fell into despair. He just hated Emperor Gong Siming, hated the indifference of God, hated the remnants of Fengyou, and hated their cruelty.

Hate the pharmacist, why did he give the tyrant immortality.

The surging hatred grew stronger and stronger, eroding the shackles called reason.

Revenge, this is the meaning of life for this empty shell of his.

"Don't worry, sister. I will write to you regularly."

"Let's go." Yannian came back to his senses, smiled, waved his hand, and turned to leave.

Looking at Yannian's back, Jingliu put his hands behind his back, his eyes complicated, and whispered, "The contract signed with the Ten Kings has not yet come to fruition. Jingnian, in your lifetime, you must walk your own path."

"After death, one is destined to have no eternal rest."

"Don't blame me, sister... I just wanted you to survive."

Yannian walked to the entrance of the flying ship, looked back at the crowd, but did not see Jing Yuan. He was a little disappointed, but it was understandable.

After all, with a negative favorability rating, I'm still expecting others to see me off, and it's good enough if they don't come to my banquet.

The spaceship cut through the sky and headed towards the dark universe.

In a corner outside the crowd, Jing Yuan leaned against the wall with his arms folded across his chest. His white hair covered his face, making it impossible to see his expression.

"You will definitely regret this, Jingnian."

"The battlefield is no joke. We can't tolerate your domineering nature."

Jing Yuan spoke in a low voice.

In the flying ship, Yannian was lying by the window. On the surface, he looked like he was staring at the window in a daze, but in fact he was reading various comments and videos posted by players. Among them, an insider had already revealed Jing Yuan's model.

And I started predicting several four-star runners-up for Jingyuan, but unfortunately, Jingnian was not one of them.

The popularity of Huannian and the mysterious villain began to decline. After all, their images were not full, and players preferred the members of the Star Core Hunters and the Black Tower Space Station with more plots.

This is not good news for him. The popularity given by the official comes quickly and goes away quickly. The popularity of each version of the card pool is only temporary, and sooner or later it will become an abandoned child in the subsequent versions. After all, new characters have to be promoted.

It would be great if I could secure a place in the permanent card pool, Yannian was thinking in his heart.

There is a five-star character named Yanqing in the permanent team. Currently, the ice team is not perfect, and Yanqing is in need of a dedicated support.

But let’s think about this kind of thing later, Yannian sighed.

"What are you thinking about?" A familiar voice passed by my ears.

Yannian tilted his head. It was Danfeng. He would lead the team this time.

The Dragon Lord, who was a Vajra Master, went on an expedition with the Cloud Cavalry, which made the group of dragon masters very angry.

"Nothing... Lord Longzun." Yannian shook his head and saluted. His current height was only up to Danfeng's waist. After all, he was still a young man.

If we don't count Yan Qing, who is only a teenager now, he is now the youngest Cloud Cavalryman in Luofu records.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"What you are about to face is... the remnants of a rich and powerful evil that can never be completely slain and will always return."

Dan Feng put one hand behind his back and looked down at Yannian with calm eyes.

"If you run away out of fear, that is your true destruction."

"Someone has to do some things, doesn't he? Lord Longzun." Yannian smiled slightly, his expression fearless, his red eyes slightly gloomy.

Afraid--

He is a man who is determined to kill God.

Moreover, the thought of being able to kill at will and avenge his dead parents and imprisoned tribesmen made his hands tremble with excitement.

"This expression is quite similar to your sister's," Dan Feng said lightly.

In his eyes, the expression on Jingnian's face when he said this was extremely similar to Jingliu's, making it difficult to tell who was the villain for a moment. They were indeed siblings.

"Maybe." Yannian shrugged and leaned against the window.

Dan Feng also leaned over, arms folded across his chest, glanced at Jingnian, then looked at the wall in front of him for a long time before speaking softly, "Jingnian, you always make me feel familiar, like I've seen you a long time ago."

"But I clearly realize that there's a huge age gap between us, and we've only met a few times."

"Forget it. We are still some distance away from our destination. Go and have a rest." Dan Feng turned around and left calmly, leaving Yannian confused.

He is indeed a learned man, his words are so full of Zen.

Yannian scratched his head and deeply understood what it meant to have a mismatch in knowledge. It was difficult for him to talk and he couldn't find common language.

Let me reiterate that neither Yannian nor Jingnian have any deep friendship with Danfeng.

"If it's weird, forget it—go write a letter to Jingyuan."

Yannian quickly focused on the target, with Jingyuan as the most important, and started the second plan - the melee plan. In combination with the first plan, he used letters as a medium to report his achievements and express his thoughts on a regular basis.

As long as he persists, Jing Yuan's heart will definitely crack towards him.

Give up fifteen strokes and stick to sixteen. A slight difference will lead to a huge loss.

Back in the room, Yannian spread out the letter paper, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, racked his brains, and only wrote "Jing Jingyuan"

His mind was blank, Yannian held his head in agony. Even though his emotions were surging, he could only write down those few sentences.

Like "Have you eaten?", "What did you eat?", "Is it delicious?"

Why, why can't I finish writing an 800-word essay in ten minutes? I have read some books and memorized some beautiful sentences, but when the critical moment comes, I don't know how to start.

Yannian, you really wasted Jingnian's knowledge.

"There's no other way, so let's just learn a little from it." Yannian covered his eyes, deeply disappointed with his own cultural level. What's wrong with it?

It's just an assassin cat lurking in the shadows. All it needs to do on a normal day is to identify the target and understand the instructions.

The higher your education level, the more suspicious your boss will be. They will think that you have ulterior motives and will rebel secretly.

I spent some money to buy a book called "Collection of Letters" from the mall. I flipped through a few pages with great pain and copied some sentences.

【Respect Jingyuan.】

[There are so many regrets in this world, just like how we are now separated by heaven and earth. I miss you so much. I wonder how you slept last night?]

[I came quietly, just as I came quietly. I waved my sleeves to drive away the mosquitoes that flew towards me, looked down upon the clamor around me, and devoted my heart to the bread called you.]

[Oh - the moonlight tonight is beautiful, like your long, flowing hair, with a faint silver hue, which is the trace of time, and it instantly moistened my eyes.]

Like a patchwork freak, he pieced together some good sentences from the letter, changed the address, put them in an envelope with satisfaction, and decided to send it back at some point.

Later, Jingyuan received the letter, opened it, read it, and wrote back.

【Year of Respecting the Mirror.】

【nerve. 】

[——Jing Yuan returns. 】