"Now my skills are: Shadow Binding, Shadow Blast, Shadow Shock, Shadow Transformation. It seems that the opponent's skills should be the same as me. If I defeat this enemy, I can advance." Ling said to himself as he looked at his state. Shadow Swordsman has few skills, but each of them is the best skill. Of course, if the user is weak, then these skills will be of no use.

"Boy, if you just treat this shadow as a lifeless thing, you are wrong!" When Ling was preparing to attack, the old voice came out again, "This shadow is the incarnation of your inner demon. Remember that if you cannot overcome your inner demon, then you will never be a true shadow swordsman."

Hearing the old man's words, Ling looked at the shadow in front of him and murmured softly, "Is my inner demon?" Ling was in deep thought at this time, "I shouldn't know about me in this game, right?" Ling's expression became particularly solemn.

Ling's Memories

"Ling... Escape!" In a villa covered in flames, his mother was covered in blood, allowing himself, who was only five years old, to escape. The corpses of countless servants in the yard were burned by those crazy gangsters. These corpses were obviously greeted and played with him in the morning, but now they turned into cold corpses...

He didn't know how long he had run away. When he woke up, he found that he had been rescued by the Shangguan family. If Shangguan Xiao had not had a business to negotiate at night, he might have been found on the roadside. The Shangguan family took Ling in. Although Ling became autistic and withdrawn, Shangguan Xiao still treated Ling like his son.

I remember that when I was seven years old, the news that Shangguan Jing was going to return to the Shangguan family made the atmosphere of the Shangguan family very strange. The only son of the patriarch came back. The plan of those who originally tried to inherit the Shangguan family was dashed. Although they had heard that Shangguan Xiao had a son, everyone hoped that this was not true. After all, if Shangguan Xiao had no son, the Shangguan family would definitely be his other relatives after his death.

"You are Ling, right? My name is Shangguan Jing~" I remember that on the day when Shangguan Jing arrived at the Shangguan family, he was asked by Shangguan Xiao to welcome him together. He seemed to be a person with no worries. Yes, how could he know his pain when he was spoiled since he was a child? Although Shangguan Jing had been playing with him during that period, he didn't pay much attention to him. He always felt that this young master with no worries was an idiot who didn't understand the inner pain of others.

When I was nine years old, the prisoner who killed my parents was found. I looked at these people and rushed up like crazy, trying to strangle these people to death. If it weren't for these people, I would have been as carefree and innocent as Shangguan Jing. But it was this group of people who ruined everything about me. When I saw those people being executed, I rushed out and cried in a secret garden of Shangguan's family.

"Ling...If it hurts really, it's best to cry. Ling, if you don't mind, I'll be your friend? At least I can be your audience when you are unhappy." Shangguan Jing didn't know how to know this place, and his face was not very good. He must have known about his own affairs.

"How could you know my pain? How could a young master like you know..." I pushed away the little mirror and he fell to the ground, "I'm sorry..." Although I didn't want to apologize, I lived in Shangguan's house after all, and I had to bow my head under the roof.

"What do you have to apologize for? It was my fault." Xiao Jing did not blame me, "I don't know that those memories are so painful for you, but shouldn't we spend every day happily?" Xiao Jing was like this, and he would always think about others. But at that time, I didn't appreciate it, just ignored him and walked away.

Starting that day, Xiao Jing came to me every day and played with me every day. Maybe I don’t know what happened. I already regarded Xiao Jing as my most important friend. If it weren’t for her, maybe I would still be an autistic and withdrawn person now, right?

When I was twelve years old, Xiao Jing and I ran out secretly. That day, we were walking around and buying a lot of things we liked, but a group of people from somewhere wanted to capture us. I tried my best to cover Xiao Jing, but we were finally caught. In a warehouse, Xiao Jing and I were tied there. The kidnappers wanted Shangguan Xiao to blackmail money. Maybe they were ready to tear the votes at the beginning. I watched a sharp knife pull out from the waist of a kidnapper and prepared to kill Xiao Jing. At that time, I hated, hated my own powerlessness. When I was a child, I witnessed the death of my relatives, and now I want to witness the death of my close friend?

If it weren't for Long Yu's arrival, Xiao Jing and I might have been in heaven.

But I discovered that as long as Xiao Jing and I were alone, we would be used by some people with ulterior motives. In this way, I decided to protect Xiao Jing and could no longer watch my friends' lives threatened in front of me. If I encounter such a thing again next time, even if I can't protect myself, I must let Xiao Jing run away.

However, Xiaojing is better than himself in any aspect. Whether it is study or sports, Xiaojing is always at the top. No matter how hard he tries, he cannot play a role in protecting Xiaojing. In a sense, Xiaojing has been protecting himself. He is not from the Shangguan family. If it weren't for Xiaojing's persistence, he should have been kicked out of the Shangguan family. If it weren't for Xiaojing, he would not have become the core heir of the Shangguan family.

"Ling, I want to make a sky myself, can I help me?" I remember that Xiao Jing was sixteen years old at that time. He wanted to prove himself and prove that he was not a second-generation ancestor who relied on his family. I was very happy to hear Xiao Jing ask for my help. Finally, there was a place to help Xiao Jing.

However, although Shangguan Xiao obstructed him, Xiao Jing still had some savings based on himself. He always told his classmates that he earned it with me. In fact, only Xiao Jing and I knew that I didn’t help at all. I just watched Xiao Jing keep working, but I didn’t have the ability to help him.

If Xiao Jing has always hated others saying that he is the second generation ancestor, then what am I? In the Shangguan family, some people have been questioning me, and people have kept saying that I am a parasite that relies on the Shangguan family. If it weren't for Xiao Jing, I would have been nothing. If it weren't for Xiao Jing, I might have died long ago. I obviously vowed to protect Xiao Jing when I was a child, but Xiao Jing protects me every time, even in the game. I am not as powerful as Xiao Jing, and I can't even become his right and left hand. Maybe I am not as strong as anyone around him. Maybe I will never be able to do Xiao Jing in my life, and I can only cheer behind him for the rest of my life.

This is my inner demon, right? My own cowardice, my own incompetence, and my own inferiority complex. I clearly have no ability, but I keep saying that I want to protect Xiaojing. What am I? Why can a person who can't even protect himself become a core member of Xiaojing Guild...

"Have you retreated before the war started?" At this time, the old voice appeared, "I just aroused the inner demon in your heart. Can't you even resist this?" A kind of regret appeared in the old voice.

On the other hand, Shangguan Jing, Wanshou Wujiang and Long Yu had already arrived at the studio, and they still continued to play when they saw Ling.

"It's been forty hours, Xiao Jing, Ling won't be in trouble, right?" Wan Shou Wujiang was very worried about Ling at this time. After all, even if he had been hit by iron, he couldn't resist it.

"Boy Ling, haven't you overcome that obstacle yet?" Long Yu asked Shangguan Jing softly when he knew Ling's childhood.

"No, Ling will definitely succeed, I believe him!" Shangguan Jing knew why Ling had been leveling up almost self-abuse recently. "What kind of person do you think Ling is?" Shangguan Jing turned around and looked at Wan Shou Wujiang and Long Yu and asked.

"A arrogant, arrogant and a little withdrawn." Wan Shou Wujiang directly expressed his thoughts about Ling.

"You didn't say anything else except for withdrawn. In fact, Ling is inferior to anyone." Shangguan Jing said with a wry smile.

"Inferiority!?" Wan Shou Wujiang felt incredible when he heard Shangguan Jing's words, "How could Ling be inferior?" Yes, Ling's first impression on everyone was that he was arrogant, and he seemed to not take anything seriously.

"This is his disguise to protect himself. Ling never said it, but I know that he is in pain, but he doesn't say it, and I can't ask, I'm afraid he will collapse..." Shangguan Jing was telling the truth. Ling's mental state was getting worse and worse. If this continues, he might be mentally broken.
Chapter completed!