Chapter 6: The First Journey into the Devil's Path

Then the guys panicked and left, and the babbling and crying of children could be clearly heard in the crowd, and their dull eyes fell on Liang Yunsheng, like a cow watching a sheep out of control.

The shopkeeper Xiao Er humbly wiped the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, his expression was very solemn, and he waved the sweat handkerchief in his hand: "Everyone is scattered, all scattered." ”

People poured in and retreated like a tide, but there was a heavy girl who walked very slowly, and seemed to be getting slower and slower, as if she could, and she believed that she could hook a man in the world with just her eyes, and she couldn't bear to leave like a lover.

What was she waiting for? An encounter between the wind and the snow and the strange love of the world, or the moment when Liang Yunsheng raised his head? The fool turned around several times, and it was not until the shopkeeper Xiao Er waved the sweat handkerchief in his hand that the girl suddenly woke up.

At this time, Liang Yunsheng carried his head with his left hand, his eyes were slanted on the ground, as for the irrelevant woman, it did not attract his attention, his expression was a little confused, more lost, and he couldn't think of something in his mind.

The shopkeeper Xiao Er turned around and knelt down at the moment, his face emitted a lot of brilliance, and said: "Godman, Godman, I met Godman today, and I was worshiped by the villain." "I banged my head and clucked, and I was already very messy.

Liang Yunsheng turned his body slightly, and the most real pain overflowed from the young man's face without boundaries, and he wanted to stand, muttering: "Why do you call me a god, uncle, you have to give a reason, otherwise you will have good fruit to eat." ”

The shopkeeper's four legs are like a dog to see the owner, crawling over, looking even more joyful, and Galala flowed out a funny word: "The gods don't know, our inn is a century-old shop, and the wine that the gods drank last night is the god step made by the ancestor a hundred years ago, and the gods in the sky have to be drunk for three days, and the fairies drink it is a quick thing to do, who knows that you drink it today, but it is much stronger than the gods in the sky." ”

After decades of experience, the stammering businessman has been trained to have a sharp tooth, and it can also come in handy for life-saving at critical moments.

The shopkeeper Xiao Er hurriedly got up and helped the young man to sit down, with a smile on his face, seeing that Liang Yunsheng did not react, he complimented again: "The god man is uncomfortable, my sobering wine can keep you tired, that sour, that energy will keep you energetic, and you won't be able to sleep for three days!" beckoned, motioning to the guy to get the wine.

Liang Yunsheng glanced at him with disdain, thinking that the words of this shopkeeper who was in the prime of life were so twisted and pinched, and the official way of intrigue at the banquet in the past was no different, and it would not be a good citizen, maybe he would be a bully when he was young, and the burst of stuffy stick killing last night was the best evidence, if it weren't for the soul and soul of this young master who got that genius, he had this fist of divine power that could chop wood and open the mountain--slashing fist, he must have already become a lonely ghost in the mass grave, now it's good, when he encounters a hard one, he will admit to death, I want to see how he is round, now there is no way to go, if you can't say why, heheIt is not impossible for me to occupy land and be king.

"I don't want any sobering wine, but I'll bring me the gold sore medicine. Liang Yunsheng rolled his sleeves and played with the abacus in his heart in the palm of his hand, and the evil spirit was instantly leaked.

"Golden sore medicine, young master, you may not know, this does not have these things. Sensing a trace of anger on the young man's face, Xiao Er shrank his head into his neck in ignorance, his back was soaked, but he greeted the man very skillfully: "Come and give the god man a beating on his back and rubbing his shoulders." ”

It was Liang Yunsheng who was so tired that he forgot how to play tricks on the treacherous shopkeeper during the hammering, but this guy's hand was even more skillful than the woman's hand, the strength was just right, and the movement was slow and urgent, which was more satisfying than the masseuse with slender fingers who had been formally trained.

Liang Yunsheng closed his eyes in enjoyment, this guy's hand is so charming, he is not a hidden hero, he opened his eyes and looked at a deep and long scar on the guy's face, and hurriedly asked: "Who is the guy? ”

Seeing that the man did not speak, the shopkeeper shouted, "Tell the man of God quickly, or you won't want to take this month's salary, and you will wait to suffer." ”

Finally let people find a handle, hehe!

Pity the heroes of the world, Liang Yunsheng was furious, and his indignant arrogance could not bear it, only this slap only used three points of strength, the sound was like thunder, and several tables and chairs were wiped out, just like the sky was destroyed, and the thunder in the middle of the night in the army of millions.

shouted: "Such pickled little guys, fish and meat people, really shameless, how dare you bully the good people like this, young man, stand aside, today see how you have passed the fist of this young master." I only feel that the knife in my heart is getting more and more ready to be fired, just like the snow of spring after the cold winter, and the aftermath is very cold.

Just as he was about to start, Xiao Er was so anxious that he just threw himself on the ground and cried out again and again: "Oh my God, I have cultivated some adversity in my previous life, I have been operating for half a lifetime, and I have gone through the vicissitudes of the world to have today, but I didn't expect to meet such a jackal who does not want to reciprocate." ”

The air was filled with murderous aura, and no one spoke for a long time, Xiao Er was so anxious that he panicked, and said, "Qianlang, you have something to say! If this young man kills your shopkeeper, you will have nowhere to live." ”

"Kill and kill, what do you have to do with me, you die in front of my eyes, I don't blink my dry eyes. The guy named Qianlang said very indifferently.

The grudges of these years were buried deep in Qianlang's bones, and he longed for an early arrival today, and he became a little afraid.

"I recognized the wrong person, if I hadn't taken you in, you would have starved to death on the streets, it was the middle of winter and the snow was thousands of miles, and thousands of souls had already had no tendency to turn around, so it's not easy! The shopkeeper beat his chest and feet, and his two snots flowed through his gray and messy beard, disgusting and hateful.

The demon seed has been planted, and the day by day it grows into a curse, and the two wraths go straight up from the soles of the feet, Qianlang is still indifferent, and said: "Heaven and earth are created from the edge of the dust, and the fate has been extinguished, today you should be punished, die a hundred times, and it is difficult to drink the hatred in my heart." ”

The shopkeeper was just thinking about how to save his life and survive in the next day, but he didn't expect that the orphans rescued in the heavy snow would be so hostile to himself, and he would be so hated for himself.

"Qianlang, I didn't expect you to be such a person, you really blinded me, I shouldn't have brought you back in the first place. The shopkeeper slapped himself in the face, and then rolled back and forth on the ground in a pitiful way, like a child who had been beaten and cried by a neighbor, but like a madman.

I really couldn't look at it, Liang Yunsheng put down the fist of divine power, pulled Qianlang's cuffs and said: "Fighting is love and scolding is love, he saved your life, even if the store has passed all these years, it will not be to death, and there is nothing more than a few jars of wine, brother don't blame it." ”

Qianlang's eyes were slightly sideways, very cold and sinister, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "If the affairs in the rivers and lakes can be solved with wine alone, what is the use of the rivers and lakes." ”

Liang Yunsheng stared into his eyes and felt a strong sense of oppression.

His eyes were like the broken clouds in the sky, coming and going, hiding the hardships of the earthly dye, seemingly calm but deep and terrifying, unable to hide the heavenly dome in his heart that was burned red by the flames.

Cold, hateful, tired and angry, and a sense of vicissitudes that does not match their age.

It is like the snow that can't be suppressed in the hot summer, and it is like a meteorite that fell nine days away, unstoppable.

A deep aura engulfed the room.

Liang Yunsheng looked away coldly, only to feel a burst of dizziness, so dark, a black afterimage flashed in his mind.

Two steps back, a scorching flame burning in his chest.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw that there were several flames burning in the restaurant, and it was a blue flame.

The flames did not make the heat rise even more, but there was a deep yin qi that made people feel cold, and this chill went straight to the heart.

"Netherfire, you can use Netherfire, Demon Dao, Demon Dao......" Shopkeeper Xiao Er crawled away in fear, but was trapped by a Yin Fire.

I didn't expect the guy who had been lurking by his side for more than ten years to be a person in the Demon Dao.

Qianlang moved his palm, and the store was nailed to the wall.

"Who art art you are, and what hatred I have against you, are now playing tricks on me. ”

Qianlang didn't pay attention to it, just smiled gloomily.

Liang Yunsheng was very painful, and punched him to the heart, and the yin fire was actually gone.

Clenching your fists, stretching your waist, swinging your head, hey!

"The people in the devil's way, Hugh is going to kill the shopkeeper. At this time, Liang Yunsheng was very much like a hero who saw injustice in the middle of the rivers and lakes and drew a sword to help.

I thought that a roar would scare the enemy away.

"Yellow-haired child, the affairs of the rivers and lakes naturally have to be solved by the rules of the rivers and lakes, and it has nothing to do with you, so let's go away. ”

Suddenly, the wind rose, accompanied by the chirping of cicadas.

Liang Yunsheng paused and said: "The world is peaceful, although the shopkeeper looks treacherous and evil, and has eaten a lot of people's anointment, but you can't slaughter people regardless of 3724, no matter how you say it, it's not too late to go to the court trial." ”

The shopkeeper who was nailed to the wall had an even more painful expression, he didn't expect that the boy who had bullied him for a while was actually a blank slate, and he wanted to laugh a little bit.

It's just that Liang Yunsheng can't understand this mood for the time being, just like the geometric progression that the girl who loved to write poetry sitting in front of him in his previous life could never understand.

The three of them are speechless, and their hearts are difficult to communicate with, just like those foreigners who can never read ancient texts.

Liang Yunsheng thought very embarrassed, and said, "Hurry up and let the store go, otherwise you will have good fruits to eat." Then he used his slashing punch, but what he didn't expect was that they were all dodged by Qianlang.

For a while, the sound of wine cans bursting, roof beams breaking, and all kinds of strange sounds in the inn had occurred.

The old face of the shopkeeper was even more ugly, and he said with difficulty: "Stupid, with your talent, you will be able to win, fight weaknesses, fight weaknesses ......"

Liang Yunsheng looked at the store's crying, ridiculous and confused, like a cow looking at a pig.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's die, I met a yellow-haired stupid boy before I died, and I won't be too lonely on Huangquan Road, but it's cheaper for you to die like this." Qianlang's eyes were red, and a blue netherworld fire erupted.

A life-reeling fire tightened around the shopkeeper's neck, nearly dying.

Before the last breath was exhaled, the sound of the flute outside the city was faintly heard.

Qianlang felt very uncomfortable, blue blood gushed out, and only one sentence was dropped: "I am an orphan of Zhuang, and I am not in the sky." ”

The shopkeeper who fell to the ground seemed to feel great fear and could not recover for a long time.

"It's over, it's over. The shopkeeper was worse than dead, grumbled.

"What's the matter with you? The wicked have been beaten away. Liang Yunsheng squatted beside the shopkeeper.

One old and one young, staring at each other with big eyes, like a pig looking at a cow, has gradually reached the realm of supernatural beauty.