Hongchen introduced the middle, and Shen Qiu's method of breaking the game based on anti-customers originated from a reminder from a "friend".

But this is the characteristic of this red dust immortal art.

Or called a defect, even if others know, they can't use it, after all, it is as strong as Ziwei Daochang, and it only has one life, and it is used as a foundation to shape the illusion of red dust.

Even if she has the heart to resist, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.

But for Shen Qiu, the magic is only there at this time, he is different from all mortals in this world.

He lived two lifetimes.

There are two memories.

From two worlds.

In his previous life, he left Hongchen Jun a way to break the path.

Blurred light and shadow dispersed, and a cacophony echoed in my ears.

Just like Shen Qiu's memories, the opening of each scene.

Hongchen Jun was also in the flow of light and shadow, opened his eyes, and where he saw it, there was a dim but brilliant light, as well as harsh, rhythmic music.

Men and women, dancing to the music, were full of lights and wine.

This is a memory that belongs to Shen Qiu alone.

Now it's a different protagonist.

In the dimness, Hongchen Jun looked at him a little blankly, on the luxurious glass tabletop, there was a bottle of opened red wine, and the red liquid in the goblet reflected the intoxicating light.

Opposite him, sat two ladies wearing heavy makeup and "simple" clothes, who were vigorously persuading them to drink, and their enthusiasm was a little abnormal.

The costumes worn by everyone, and the various decorations in this night scene, are all things that Hongchen Jun has never seen in his life.

He frowned, picked up the glass in front of him, and took a sip of wine.

The taste is sweet and sour, and it is not delicious.

And in the red wine, what was reflected was a strange, young, decadent face, only a hairstyle and beard, which was somewhat similar to Shen Qiu.

But the eyebrows, the eyes, are completely different.

A frustrated person.

There is not the slightest aura in the air, and the people around him are all vain in blood and qi, do not practice martial arts, and do not have a strong physique, they are incredibly weak, and their combat effectiveness is not as good as that of a peasant goose.

It's easy to strangle.

"Shen Qiu, your world..."

A smile appeared on the corner of Hongchenjun's mouth, he leaned comfortably on the leather sofa, and drank the wine in his hand.

He looked at the dancing floor, at the men and women who were trying to release their stress.

"It's kind of interesting."

If it comes, it will be safe.

It's just another Hongchen experience, such an experience, has been turned a thousand times, he has long been used to it, and he is not afraid at all.

Hongchenjun stood up, as if he was about to leave here, it was too noisy, and it was not beautiful for a monk like Hongchenjun who liked to be quiet.

"Handsome guy, let's have another drink."

Seeing him get up, the two wine girls opposite immediately spoke up.

The tone is delicate, and there is a touch of whiteness on the chest that is exposed, the size is very good, half containing and half leaking, and even the coquettish voice is tempered and tempting.

It's a pity that Hongchen Jun walked the Hongchen Immortal Road, incarnated into tens of millions, and went through all kinds of things, what kind of woman has not seen it? What kind of romance has not been talked about?

The two women in front of them are just vulgar fans.

In front of his eyes, it was worse than a pink skull.

Following Shen Qiu's memory, Hongchenjun ignored them, called the waiter to pay, and took out a strange thing called "mobile phone", scanned the code a little clumsily, and knew the account.

Then walk through the crowd of lust and walk out of this night market.

When walking through the spacious and gorgeous bathroom, Hongchenjun saw a pair of men and women, and when he was aroused by lust, he kissed and comforted him by the sink, ignoring the eyes of others, and his brows were furrowed.

"It's a crowd of demons."

The monk snorted, ignored the ugly man, and walked out quickly.

He stood in the middle of the night at four o'clock in the morning, in the light of the street lamps, looking at the different red dust of the lights of thousands of homes in front of him, it was late at night, there were still cars coming and going on the street, and all kinds of advertisements were still rolling on the roadside billboards.

The lights are bright, dispelling the veil of darkness and keeping the whole city alive.

This is a world that is completely different from Hongchen Jun's past memories, not only with different rules, different powers, but also completely different lifestyles.

It is very prosperous, even beyond the fairy era in the memory of Hongchen Jun.

But these prosperity did not make Xianjun feel the shock of his heart, he had experienced all the things in the past, and he had already had a state of mind that was as immobile as a mountain.

Under the surface of prosperity, it is still composed of the colorful lives of countless people.

He walked through the night streets, looking at everything around him as a bystander.

Walk past brightly lit convenience stores, pass by cafes with a quiet atmosphere, and buy a few fluffy cakes with different flavors in the cake shop to fill an empty stomach.

The wonderful taste of the food makes Xianjun feel good.

Although he was "plotted" by Shen Qiu and pulled him into the "labyrinth" of this reorganized memory, Xianjun was not flustered or afraid.

Since he was young, he began to cultivate the Red Dust Immortal Dao, and he was accustomed to living with divine thoughts to live with others, changing his identity to experience the various states of life, so as to practice in the red dust, understand the way of heaven and man, and refine his state of mind.

Right now, it's just another Hongchen question.

In his past life, Hongchen Jun has had countless identities.

The body is the immortal monarch who dominates the world.

But there are also important ministers who have the power to tilt the government and the opposition, knights who wander the rivers and lakes, businessmen worth millions, famous prostitutes who have wandered away from the world, old men who have a complete life, lonely and hopeless peasants, soldiers who fight in all directions, and so on.

In the era of immortals thousands of years ago, all the life scripts that existed had been experienced by Hongchen Jun one by one, controlled one by one, and turned into a part of his own Hongchen Immortal Dao.

Over the past hundreds of years, countless experiences of life have made Hongchenjun unfazed and no longer feel surprised.

Back and forth is that world, even though different lives have different experiences, but the general environment remains the same, like countless days, tasting different dishes in the same restaurant.

He still loved the food, he still craved to taste the different flavors, but he was a little tired of the restaurant itself.

"What a chance."

He sighed.

Following Shen Qiu's movements in his memory, he waved his hand under the street lamp on the street, stopped a taxi, opened the door, sat in it, and said to the driver's uncle:

"Carrying this gentleman... Ahem, take me around the city, and pay the fare on the meter. ”

The driver's uncle glanced at it in surprise, and the slightly decadent and handsome young man in the back seat wondered if this person had drunk too much, but since he had made money, he was also happy to pull this guest.

As the taxi made a noise and the vehicle started, Hongchenjun leaned on the window, looking at the rotating scenery outside the window, there were many surprises in his eyes.

It's a big opportunity.

A completely different world, here as Shen Qiu's identity, comprehending all kinds of life, maybe he can let the Red Dust Immortal Dao, which has not broken through for thousands of years, break through to a higher realm.

Although there is also the danger of being swayed by many reincarnations, or even lost, Hongchenjun doesn't care.

He has a lot of confidence in himself.

After all...

"Ben Jun has incarnated into tens of millions, and he has cultivated the Red Dust Dao Method, what have you never seen?"

He thought so.

However, since Shen Qiu's body was used, he had to solve the regrets in Shen Qiu's life first, so that he could withdraw at any time and be invincible.

"Let Benjun see, your biggest regret is..."

He leaned back in the saddle, closed his eyes and relived his memory, and soon, he knew the biggest reason why Shen Qiu was so decadent.

"Ah, I was framed by the villain, I carried a black cauldron that didn't belong to me, and my life was ruined at the beginning, which is really pitiful. Let Benjun help you solve this regret. ”

Hongchenjun smiled softly, stretched out his hand, patted the front window, and said to the driver's uncle:

"Excuse me, turn around, and go to the central hospital."

After a few breaths, the taxi turned around on the street and drove Xianjun to the place where Shen Qiu had worked.

"This scooter made of machinery is quite convenient."

Xianjun got out of the car and watched the taxi leave, he commented like this, thinking that the way of "technology" in this world is really interesting.

Except for the regret in Shen Qiu's heart, let's explore this kind of power that is completely different from the Immortal Dao and the Martial Dao.

Thinking so, he strode to the brightly lit hospital in front of him, took the elevator to the place where he worked, and luckily, it happened to be Dr. Zhao on duty today, and the elegant person was drinking tea in the office and browsing the news of the day.

"Bang"

The office door was kicked open.

Surprised, Dr. Zhao turned his head suddenly, the wolfberry tea in the thermos cup in his hand was spilled, and when he turned around, he saw Shen Qiu, who had been fired half a year ago, with a strange smile on his face, stepping into the office.

He also picked up the keyboard at hand, and with a casual pull, he ripped off the keyboard and held it in his hand like a sword.

"You... What are you doing! ”

Doctor Zhao had a ghost in his heart, and when he saw Shen Qiu walking towards him, his face naturally turned pale.

"Me."

Xianjun smiled and said:

"I'm not a coward who swallows my anger anymore, now I don't have a good idea, I'm very upset, and I really can't start a new life except for the demon barrier in your heart.

The world is so big, I want to see it.

Before I go over, I will abolish you! ”

"Bang"

Hongchenjun turned into a keyboard warrior, defeating the enemy with one blow, and the white keyboard hit the top of Dr. Zhao's head, with so much force, the smashed keycaps flew sideways, and blood splattered out.

Even if there is no aura in this world, there is no way to use the Dao method.

Even if this body is addicted to wine, has been hollowed out most of it, and has a weak physique, the villain in front of him is not a martial arts master.

Everyone is a waste material, and Hongchen Jun's fighting experience is extremely high, who is afraid of whom?

In less than ten breaths, the ugly villain had been smashed to the ground, his nose and face were swollen, and most of his teeth were knocked out.

Hongchenjun grabbed the keyboard, punched and kicked, vented all the frustration in his heart, and spit out all the depression in his heart.

But this movement was very great, and it also alarmed the other people in the duty room, several security guards grabbed the electric shocker, and broke into the door, Hongchenjun relied on his experience, and took an electric shock, and beat several security guards down.

His fists were bleeding and he staggered out, causing a group of little nurses to scream loudly, and it wasn't just who called the police, and when Hongchenjun ran out of the hospital, a police car had stopped at the door.

"Hands up! Get down! ”

The dazzling light, the piercing Hongchen Jun raised his blood-covered hand and covered his eyes.

Damn it!

The world's catch is so fast?

How long has it been?

It seems that this unique world cannot be viewed with common sense.

Hongchenjun raised his hands obediently, and when the policeman uncle walked into him, he was about to handcuff him, but he was attacked by him, knocked him to the ground, and snatched the stun gun, which stunned another policeman.

He snatched the police car, followed the memory very skillfully, ignited the start, held the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, and the result was not well controlled, and the vehicle crashed headlong into a tree, knocking a red dust gentleman into the head and bleeding.

"What!"

Xianjun scolded, covered his forehead, rushed out, and staggered into the night.

An hour later, in a dark alley, Hongchenjun looked at the heavily armed macho special police officer in front of him with a pale face, holding a strange weapon, and the muzzle of the black hole surrounded him in this Jedi.

He acted unscrupulously and brought him great trouble.

In the past, the method of escaping and chasing in different lives, summed up, completely lost its role in this world, and in less than half an hour, the perpetrator Hongchenjun was locked and captured.

He grabbed a snatched fruit knife and tried to fight to the death, but a gunshot rang out, and Hongchenjun fell to the ground in shock.

The pain came like a tidal wave, and the world was spinning before his eyes.

"This Bo Ben Jun is careless."

Hongchen Jun thought:

"This world is different from the past, you can't be so brutal."

In the next moment, the light and shadow were shattered.

When Hongchenjun opened his eyes again, he returned to the noisy night scene at the beginning, he picked up his wine glass and drank all the red wine in front of him.

After thinking about it, he took out his phone and clumsily typed a line of words into the browser.

Then a map of the area of the central hospital is displayed.

"It's so convenient."

Hongchenjun thought so, then opened the map and studied it carefully for a few minutes.

He got up again, took the tent, and left the night.

I already have a perfect plan, I have found a route, I can destroy that guy as quickly as possible, and then I flee the scene without knowing it.

"Hehe, how can you stumble over this gentleman with such a little trouble? From Shen Qiu's memory, Ben Jun already knew that there was such a thing as a 'camera' in this world, which was like a detection spell.

Just avoid it. ”

Xianjun proudly stopped a car.

Very good, it's still the driver's uncle just now.

Ten minutes later, he confidently stood in front of the brightly lit hospital, moved his ten fingers, put a monkey mask he bought casually, put it on his face, and walked towards it.

An hour later.

Same alley.

Same scenario.

A gunshot rang out, and the pale face of the immortal monarch fell to the ground again.

"These catches... What the hell is going on? ”

"This wave of Benjun is still careless, it doesn't matter, Benjun already knows where the mistake is, learn a lesson, and try again."

He comforted himself so much.

But in the words, there is a hint of gnashing of teeth.

It's like a hardcore player who thinks highly of himself, stumped by a new game, and failed twice in a row in the first level of the strategy, which is somewhat superior.

Try again.

He can win.

Hold your mind.

He is very confident in his experience, his thinking is still meticulous, and his strong mind will not let him mess up.

Next time.

Win next time!