Chapter Seventy-Five: The Fragmented Life in Qingyang Town

Quartz frowned, "This is an enchantment chaos place, and it should be unplanted. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoMy father was forced to pin this place and not let it move, and then he was overrun by a goblin, and it was only then that he bred such a fantasy. Now that I've regained my father's power, the goblin is dead, here...... It's probably going to collapse. Even if it doesn't collapse, it will be swept back into the void, maybe it will be twisted, maybe it will be spit into some world, and it will become one with that world. ”

Fu Kui muttered: "I hope this world can exist well......"

"Or, put this unstable illusion into the space magic weapon. But this kind of space magic weapon can only be found by big demons. Only the Great Demon can withstand the power of this chaos. Quartz continued.

"Ahh

"What's wrong?"

Fu Kui replied, "It's okay, have you found your father?"

Quartz's brow furrowed even deeper, "No." There was only a glimmer of my father's phantom and some of his demonic powers. ”

For demons, demon power can be said to be the most important thing. Why did his father separate the demonic power? Through the inheritance, he knew that the Sky Breaker was extremely rare. It's like ...... His father knew that he would be here, and specially left him with the strength to become stronger.

Now Quartz can feel the fluctuations of the enchantment more clearly, and it can also feel more clearly where there is the existence of the same source of demonic power.

"I'm going to the west, what about you?" Quartz said to Aoi, "but you're so uneasy, what are you going to do next? Will you go west with me?"

This is a problem that Fu Kui has been evading. What's next?

"I ...... You should take heart, try to eat well, clean yourself up, set yourself a goal that is not big or small, and strive towards it. But Brother Quartz, I don't know why, sometimes I think it doesn't matter if I'm dead now. But I know I can't die, I need to be strong, and I can't let the people who died for me die in vain!"

Fu Kui stubbornly said such a thing. Is this for Quartz, or is it for himself?

"Don't push yourself, it'll be fine after a while. Quartz touched the little man's head.

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The weather is getting warmer day by day, and the townspeople in Qingyang Town are accustomed to the presence of beggars. When their kindness and goodwill faded, beggars became their disgusting beings.

But also, anyone who comes out of the teahouse restaurant every day is surrounded by a group of beggars asking for money, and they will be disgusted and irritable if they are too many times.

"Uncle, are you dying if you haven't spoken for so many days?" asked the old man next to him with a bone in his mouth.

The old man had no breath out, his eyes were white, and it was obvious that time was running out, "The old man has lived for a hundred or thirty years, and it is not a pity to die......."

"Hehe, I'm still the one who died once! I said these big things that no one believed!" the little beggar jumped up and pointed to the wall where the wanted notice had been posted, "Do you remember the wanted criminals posted on it a few days ago? Hahahaha......"

"Hahahaha!" The beggars in the nest next to him also laughed.

"......," the old beggar was silent, as if dead.

"Hey, hey... Are you dead, old beggar? I can't help you collect your body if you die. Coffin boards are very expensive these days. Look at the wolf-like eyes next to me, I don't eat human flesh, but I don't know if they eat or not! Hey, wake up..."The little beggar kicked the old beggar gently, and finally poured him a sip of wine in great pain.

"Ahem! good wine," the old beggar opened his eyes violently, like a ghost, "but unfortunately there is too much water in it." ”

"Hey! Some of them are good to drink, but they don't have too much water! Uncle, did you have too many rich days in the past, so you can't look down on eating and drinking now?"

"Hmph... Say, you don't believe it, the old man used to eat all the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and the ...... in the palace level" The old beggar rolled his white eyes, "Little girl, you feed the old man a life-saving wine now, and the old man will give you my life in the future." ”

"......" Fu Kui was stunned for a moment, "Hahahaha, then I will thank you here." ”

"Huh, you're a woman, let's discuss, how about helping your second brother Ni pass on the lineage to another generation?"

"I, I, ouch, I'm going to touch the little girl too!"

For a while, this nest of beggars pressed on Fu Kui like crazy. But the next moment, the beggars, whether they had touched her or not, walked away from her as if they had been stung by bees. In an instant, Fu Kui's surroundings were empty.

"Ahh......h It hurts!" There was a mess of howls around me.

Second Brother Ni, who was the first to tease Fu Kui, his two hands were swollen like fermentation.

Others were swollen in different parts of their bodies, some had foreheads, some lips, some had unilateral ears, some had eyes, and some had a huge belly.

"Hmph! You have only been treated by me for less than a quarter of an hour, have you forgotten the pain? Master, I am so easy to flirt!" Fu Kui bared his teeth, grinning a little angry.

Thanks to the book that Liu Jingyuan gave her, she didn't have time to absorb the too profound medical skills on it, but this kind of superficial self-defense poison and disguise skills really provided her with a lot of help in her beggar career.

"Ahh

"Yes, yes, it's a little girl!"

After speaking, Second Brother Ni rushed towards Fu Kui again, and the others rushed over like crazy when they were driven by him.

There were several more in the beggar pile that resembled her. Everyone was wearing the same black clothes, so dirty that they couldn't even distinguish their facial features. If it weren't for the damn old beggar's words, who would have known she was a little girl?

Fu Kui hurriedly fled, only to hear the constant babbling behind him. She looked back and didn't know which unlucky grandson had been crushed at the bottom.

It was really chaotic, and the old beggar next to him, who had managed to pick up a life, was trampled several times. When someone stepped on him, his eyes bulged out, and the sound of pulling the bellows was muffled in his throat, looking at the life he had just picked up, he was about to send it out again.

"The little girl is here!" Fu Kui took out a red piece of clothing from his arms and threw it far away on the ground.

The group of beggars changed places and formed a pile.

Fu Kui took advantage of their lack of reaction and quickly slipped away with the old beggar. On the lazy street, there is only a little beggar carrying an old beggar on his back, walking like a fly, so inflexible.

"Oh! The long road doesn't have long eyes, brother, do you hurt?" Han Zhixing looked at his pale-faced eldest brother and pushed the little beggar.

"It's okay, it's okay......" Han Zhizhang said gently, looking like a gentleman. Although his pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were scattered all over the place.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Fu Kui picked up the old beggar again and hurriedly left.

"It stinks, it stinks... Why is that strange voice so familiar, it seems to be ......" Han Zhixing suddenly thought! That, that like......

"Second brother!" Han Zhizhang still said softly, "Hurry up and help me pick up things." ”

Fu Kui, who was not far away, paused and left more quickly.