Chapter 104 The good city rises and meets

Liang Yunsheng took He Jie's hand and walked away, those soldiers who lost their morale were like a ball that had been pierced, moving slowly like a turtle speed, and after a while, they talked about it, some people said that this time they must take revenge, but they were opposed by everyone, because everyone felt that such a powerful fist was like a thunderclap in the army, which made people afraid, and some people said that Liang Yunsheng should be recruited to his door and let him become the head of the gun, and the future (Riri) son is invincible, and everyone is afraid of the wind...... But in the end, the soldier with a powerful fist said: "It seems that this is a cultivator, and only a cultivator can beat the stone lion into powder with one fist. ”

Everyone nodded in agreement, and had to change all kinds of different voices into 'heroes out of teenagers', and finally these people who were impressed by Liang Yunsheng's momentum staggered away, and this time it was just killing chickens and monkeys, and it was not people who were killed, but the squatting stone lion.

Turning a small alley, then another alley, and finally He Jie paused, stopped, and looked up at Liang Yunsheng.

He Jie asked curiously, "Brother, your fists are so powerful, even better than that person, are you a cultivator?"

Liang Yunsheng was stunned and didn't speak for a long time before he said, "Cultivator?"

For cultivators, Liang Yunsheng is no stranger, but for cultivators who appear in the mortal world, this makes Liang Yunsheng feel sudden, one is not a cultivator himself, but he has become different because he has the soul of that person, and Liang Yunsheng feels strange that he already knows about the cultivator at such a young age, which has to make Liang Yunsheng surprised and surprised.

"Jie'er, how do you know about the cultivators, but your grandfather told you?"

He Jie looked at Liang Yunsheng with a stunned expression, and did not speak, but just nodded. From here, it can be seen that the matter of cultivation is not a mysterious thing in the mortal world (情qing), on the contrary, there are many people who know about this matter (情qing), Liang Yunsheng began to imagine the matter of cultivation (情qing), the kind of happy practice of soul art every day, slowly inhaling the breath of heaven and earth into his soul, reaching the perfect realm of the unity of heaven and man, thinking about Liang Yunsheng already felt relaxed, as if a gust of wind flowed through his body.

The two went around in circles, unconsciously walking a long way, and along the way, they met thieves who wanted to cheat Liang Yunsheng's silver, and also met thieves who were thinking about how to snatch the box in He Jie's hand, because her box was very beautiful, and no one knew what good things were in it...... But all this has come to naught, don't think about it, just doubt that Liang Yunsheng has a slashing punch that can block a hundred, of course, the two of them also passed under the big locust tree that fell and flew away, and at the same time passed by the storyteller's old tree again, and what Liang Yunsheng didn't expect was that the people here were still so obsessed, like a fascination and never tired, He Jie took Liang Yunsheng's hand and left quickly, it seems that this child is not willing to stay here at all, looking at the horror on her face, the old man's voice is also natural

There is an inexplicable magic in the ground, "Brother, hurry up!" He Jie took Liang Yunsheng's hand, Liang Yunsheng turned his face that he had forgotten to turn again, and the voice of the old man came from behind: "Heroes are always so miserable, after saving the world, they have fallen alone, the shadow of the hero's famous tree, his fate is only worthy of letting him choose the path he had to choose, that is, death, in this world, many (Qing qing) are troubled by (Qing qing) silk, absolutely ( Qing qing) The hero who saved the world always became a demon, but the monster stretched out his fangs and became a hero, may you live and experience hardships, and still not a hero, and return as a mortal......"

"May you live and endure, after hardships, you are still not a hero, and you will still be a mortal when you return?" Liang Yunsheng muttered, what did this mean, and was about to think about it, but was interrupted by He Jie.

Finally came to the proprietress and the proprietress hurriedly greeted: "You are here, this dress is ready, try to see if it fits (body shēn)." ”

He Jie stretched out his hands, handed the box containing the old clothes to Liang Yunsheng to hold, put the red clothes on his own (body shēn), and said happily: "Good looking clothes, I like them." After the two said goodbye to the proprietress and left, walking and walking, Liang Yunsheng began to chant the words just now: "May you live for the rest of your life, you are still not a hero, and may you return as a mortal!" He Jie didn't seem very happy, Liang Yunsheng noticed He Jie's strangeness, squatted down and asked, "What's wrong?"

The look on He Jie's face was horrified, and Liang Yunsheng was waiting for an answer, "My grandfather just listened to his story and died, my grandfather died, and my grandfather said he was a devil." "The fragile child unconsciously began to wipe his eyes again.

Liang Yunsheng wondered, thinking about these people who came and didn't want to leave again, Liang Yunsheng realized that the old man's words were indeed demagoguery, and he already had his (yinyin) shadow in his heart, as if the storyteller's voice was back in his ears from a long time away.

After a while, Liang Yunsheng's eyes became dark, as if they had been dipped in ink, He Jie cried loudly and said, "Brother, what's wrong with you, brother, don't scare me, don't leave Jie'er, don't leave me." ”

Several crows flew out of Liang Yunsheng's eyes, his eyes became the beginning of fear, and gradually a bloody tear flowed out, and the whole face also turned black, there were some black smoke clouds coming out of his face, and black smoke also came out of his hair, which was the same as He Jie's grandfather before he died, He Jie cried into tears again, and shouted: "Brother, wake up quickly, wake up quickly, it's too late if you can't do it, don't scare Jie'er, don't scare Jie'er......" He Jie choked up crying for a while, forgetting the world and the world.

"He's the devil, he's really the devil. Liang Yunsheng was controlled by his spell, and he could no longer stand normally, like a crane blocking the wind, and like the number of people who were blown down by the wind, he could no longer stand steadily.

And at this time, there were two people, it was the two who couldn't get through and the two who lit up, the two of them were flying, looking like a fairy-like carefree, and the footsteps were like stepping on auspicious clouds, completely getting rid of the vulgar

The troubles of the world, hee-hee-ha, endlessly hee-hee-ha, I don't know what the two of them are talking about. Seeing that the two of them didn't make sense, it was as if they had met their old friends in another world.

"Save me, save me!" Liang Yunsheng recognized them at a glance, and he recognized that this was Liang Yunsheng if he couldn't get through, and he didn't know how to start exchanging glances, and wanted to say something, but those words were stuck in his throat, like a dumb person who couldn't say anything about eating Coptis chinensis, but both of them moved quickly and neatly, and the first thought in their hearts was to save Liang Yunsheng.

(End of chapter)

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