Yichen's pessimism is justified.

Because he has seen too much of the dark side of human nature.

For example, the town security division.

He also didn't believe that there was not a single bad seed in it.

He always speculates on others with the greatest malice when encountering things.

Today is the second day of his reign in Longjiang Mansion.

It would take seven days for reinforcements to arrive.

Why Seven Days?

The relics of a half-step true monarch's master are in the world.

is a great temptation.

Both good and evil.

In a previous life, an extralegal fanatic once said.

The human heart hides the corruption of the whole world.

Everyone has a Zhang San in their hearts.

As a cultivator is a more powerful human being, Zhang San in his heart will only be stronger.

It takes seven days for reinforcements, which is delicate.

It can be said that the people of Zhen'an Division in other places are stumped by other forces in their jurisdiction.

But as a Taoist with an extremely flexible moral bottom line, Yi Chen also interpreted another layer of meaning.

There is no one possibility.

Some of the high-level aspects of the Zhen'an Division also wanted to let the relics of the Evil Dragon Daoist appear in advance in advance, so there was no Thunder Strike projection power?

Perhaps the arrival of reinforcements in seven days at this delicate time was the final result of the compromise between the Zhen'an Division and even the high-level cultivators outside.

Behind the intelligence that the reinforcements arrived in seven days, I don't know how many treacherous games and human considerations are hidden.

Even, after seven days, will reinforcements really arrive?

Looking at the smiling people in Nancheng District, Yi Chen's heart was not relaxed.

I don't know how many of these laughing people will be able to laugh again after seven days.

This is the sorrow of the weak.

Life is like duckweed, the main thing is luck, and survival depends on the smile of the goddess of luck.

When a grain of fate falls on the heads of ordinary people, it is a mountain.

And he has been trying to get rid of this fate.

It is not the charity of others, the protection of others, and the same is not by luck, but by one's own strength to jump out of the cage.

He wants to be the supreme fist that hangs above fate!

He must have the strength to grasp the rotation of the sun and moon on the cusp of the storm!

No one dares to force him to do what he doesn't want to do!

Whoever dares to force him will give him two punches and let him know why the flowers are so red.

To live is not just to live, but to live for a higher quality.

Live wantonly, live freely.

This is also the pursuit that he has been striving to cultivate.

With a golden finger, his ambitions are different now.

He is no longer the year that stands like a minions selling a hundred taels of overlord chickens.

He wants to go to the highest step by step, step by step.

He will never be idle in this life!

You can't eat five tripods in life, grasp your own destiny, and die is five tripod cooking, crushing bones and ashes!

What about hell, what about the changes in heaven and earth, all of them have to give them two punches.

He wants to fight for his life with his fists!

In a moment, Yi Chen's mind was full of emotions, and he asked his heart one after another.

As he digs deeper into his heart, his Dao heart becomes more and more firm.

Outside demons can't enter, and Katayu doesn't add to his body.

At this time, his world of sea knowledge began to shine brightly, and a trace of divine feeling appeared.

If muscle increases the purity of his flesh.

So many times of spiritual polishing between life and death has increased the purity of his spirit.

Today, under the stimulation of the eyes of the people in Nancheng, the purity of his spirit is higher.

Spiritual will is such a thing, mysterious and mysterious, and extremely difficult to refine.

Today, he turned his recent experience and the suffering of the people into his own resources, refining his heart in the red dust, and unconsciously his spirit has changed.

Although it was only a small step forward in spiritual cultivation, and there was no improvement in his current strength, he had a hunch that today's realization would be of great benefit to his future.

Even if his physical body is extremely powerful under the deduction of the crimson dot, if he does not have the will and spirit that matches his physical body, it is just a candle in the wind.

How can a small horse-drawn cart race with someone else's Ferrari?

Even, an even more frightening conjecture.

If he couldn't forge his gods, when he pushed the Pure Yang True Skill to an incomprehensible level, would his physical body breed a new consciousness by itself and wipe out his main consciousness?

That's interesting.

I hate to press the gold thread year after year, and make wedding clothes for others.

Shaking his head, Yi Chen shook those nonsense thoughts out of his head, after all, all this was just his groundless speculation.

He's just used to often speculating on others with the greatest malice, and it's just an ordinary Taoist who keeps a few more eyes.

Unremarkable.

But at this time, he was also secretly a little vigilant in his heart, at least he didn't dare to add a little bit to the source point, and play the limit, otherwise he didn't know how he died.

When he broke through the realm, he almost suffered a big loss.

"Mo Baihu, from today onwards, I will get a report on the changes in rice, flour, grain and oil in Nancheng District, and the number of deaths in the population, whether they are natural or unnatural deaths."

"The reinforcements will not arrive in six days, and if you work hard, I will ask you for credit then."

"If you Qianzhen Fu envoy doesn't give money, I will be bitter for everyone!"

Yi Chen said to Mo Taro and Mo Baihu and the rest of the fans.

Since he has received the favor of the people of Nancheng District, he has also decided to be a little more serious.

One person is short, and two are long.

Perhaps, based on the experience of his previous life, he can come up with something different from the analysis of big data?

There's only so much he can do.

Everything, do your best, and let it be fate.

He will definitely not fight to the last drop of blood for the people of Longjiang Mansion, but he is still willing to have more snacks and support some more people within his ability.

This is the righteousness of his righteousness, yes, but not much.

After instructing the crowd, Yi Chen continued to patrol the streets in great strides.

The people of Nancheng District, everyone has to pass the test!

Every day is going to pass!

Dogs have to live!

If you dare to hide and don't cooperate, then there must be a ghost, go and eat potatoes.

…

…

South City, Copper Money Lane.

Li Xiucai watched with apprehension as the people of the Zhen'an Division left.

During the thunderstorm that night, a woman in red suddenly appeared on his bed, and he thought he was dead.

But instead of killing him, the strange woman chose to make a deal with him.

It also made him cool for a night.....

The taste is really ecstasy~

Faced with the dilemma of either dying, or cooperating, wrapping a small meatball pulled by a strange bug into a wonton and selling it to diners, he decisively chose the latter.

Because the weird woman gave him money, lots and lots of money.

Three hundred taels, he has never seen so much money in his life.

What if he was so poor like a Muggle and sold his soul to ghosts?

It's all forced by this world.

Hehe, before he came out of the stall, he specially gave a bowl of stuffed wonton to Li Gouyu who was guarding the city gate, that is, his classmate in the private school.

Dog things, tell you to pretend in front of Lao Tzu every day, show off~ Eat, eat, eat more.

The penman thought he was cursing him up, and ate two bowls.

Wait for death.

Although he didn't know what the weird woman asked her to add, it was definitely not a good thing to replenish the body.

"Li Xiucai, one more bowl, no, it's two bowls of wonton noodles."

"Li Xiucai, did you suddenly get some secret recipe? Recently, Lingjia wonton noodles are really fresh and spicy, cool, really cool, I haven't eaten so cool for a long time, that meatball is really amazing, Q elastic strong! ”

A member of the staff said with a sigh.

Since the addition of materials, Li Xiucai's business has been so good every day that customers are coming.

"The guest officer has been waiting for a long time."

"Wonton noodles are coming!" Li Xiucai served noodles to diners with a smile on his face.

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