The next moment, Chang Ling only felt that his whole body was fixed, and his perspective changed suddenly.

It became the rainy night when she left the Canglan Sword Sect.

She crawled on the muddy ground, looking up at Lin Yu with all her strength.

Looking at the dagger that glowed with cold light firmly grasped in the girl's slender fingers.

"Chang Ling, the world bullies you, complains about you, hates you, do you still have to be persistent?" the girl's gorgeous smile bloomed in front of her, and her tone was charming.

Chang Ling chuckled lightly and said, "No." ”

As soon as her words fell, she felt that her heart was suddenly tightened, and a mouthful of blood spit out violently, and the meridians seemed to have invisible cracks, just waiting for the moment when her Dao heart collapsed and then exploded.

"Everyone has their own way, and I don't mind using someone else's way to sanction others. If someone tells me that the law of the jungle is the strong, I will let her know what the law of the jungle is, and if someone says that people don't die for themselves, I don't mind doing it for myself. ”

"Everyone has his own way, everyone has to practice his own way, and everyone has to be prepared to defeat him according to the way he believes. ”

"I don't change my mind. Chang Ling replied lightly.

She had already glimpsed a little bit of the hideousness of the cultivation realm, and she couldn't do it if she let others bully her.

The pain in his body receded suddenly, Chang Ling exhaled a long breath, and barely stood firm by holding on to the stone wall beside him.

There was still a deep darkness in front of him.

She leaned on the stone wall and walked forward little by little.

There seemed to be invisible resistance in the air, and every step she took had to encounter tremendous resistance, and she barely retreated with all her strength.

With every step I take, I feel that my internal organs are squeezed together, and it seems that the flesh on my body is deformed.

In a place where Chang Ling couldn't see, the remnant soul who saw this scene was also very surprised.

"This, if the Dao heart is firm, it should be easy to get out of the path of heart refining?" he said in surprise.

Reluctantly took a few steps forward, and the layers of images unfolded in front of Chang Ling's eyes again.

She saw herself passing by Hezhou, where the plague broke out, and saw the little boy abandoned by her relatives lying on the ground, so she couldn't help but save him and cure him with her own hands.

And in his heart, he was waiting to return to Qingzhou to find a few Taoist friends who were good at medicine and Taoism, and see if he could completely solve this plague.

The little boy who was jumping around again smiled and waved his hand at her, and called her fairy sister crisply.

Looking at the figure of the little boy bouncing away, she felt unparalleled satisfaction in her heart.

She randomly found an inn on the side of the street that was still open, and the store prepared a good bed for her very thoughtfully, and it didn't take long for the little boy from before to find Chang Ling with a sallow woman.

They knelt straight on the ground, and the woman respectfully handed over a good-looking pastry.

The woman looked at Chang Ling gratefully, sobbed and said that this was home-made food, and specially used it to thank her benefactor.

The little boy's eyes were also shining when he looked at Chang Ling, as if he was expecting her to eat the pastry as soon as possible.

Chang Ling smiled and touched the little boy's head and took a big bite of the pastry.

At night, she bathed in the moonlight alone and meditated, and her mind was keen to investigate the situation in the outside world.

It was supposed to be the dead of night, but it was quite noisy outside.

In the daytime, the mother and son followed a group of figures with torches, and the mother was still crying.

She said in a low voice: "I've already drugged him, gentlemen, in a while, can you also share a piece of fairy meat with us, my family's mouth, still waiting for treatment." ”

The man at the head responded lightly, and the joy on his face could not be concealed: "If you can get the fairy meat, then you have made a great contribution! God treats us well, the plague broke out in Lincheng, and the doctors were helpless, isn't this immortal coming." ”

"As long as you eat a piece of fairy meat and drink the blood of the gods, not only will the symptoms be cured immediately, but immortality is not a problem!"

The ambition and fervor in his gaze could not be concealed.

After listening to their conversation, Chang Ling only felt absurd.

In mortal legends, immortal cultivators are immortals who can move mountains and reclaim the sea, and I don't know when some effects on the flesh and blood of immortals were added.

She tried to convey the sound to them, saying that it was all bluffing, but she found that she couldn't make any sound.

Even his body couldn't move.

Chang Ling's face changed, but those people had already rushed in violently.

The 'fragile' weapons of the mortal world easily cut through her flesh and skin.

Knowing that all this is false, why do you still feel painful.

She rolled down to the side of her head, her eyes lingering.

She saw this group of people looking crazy, frantically licking her hands stained with blood, and saw them chop her unceremoniously with a knife, and before the blood on her body cooled down, the group began to quarrel over the belonging of this 'fairy flesh'.

From the very beginning of the verbal battle, to who suddenly aimed the blade in his hand at his companion.

After a period of chaos, the scarred victor devoured her flesh and blood.

It may be that there is too much movement here, and more and more people are pouring into this inn.

Their gaze is unanimously fanatical and greedy.

The mother and son, who were huddled in the corner, quietly turned around and wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths.

"The fairy meat has been divided!" I don't know who shouted, and the crowd was in an uproar.

"Then, these people have just eaten the fairy meat, the fairy meat must still be in their bodies, is it okay to eat them?" someone asked tentatively.

For a while, there was silence in the inn.

They grinned and looked at their fellow citizens.

"Anyway, since the outbreak of the plague, the food can't be harvested, I've been hungry for many days, and it's not the first time I've eaten people, and I still have a chance to eat fairy meat!" A majestic man laughed a few times and lifted the little boy out of the corner like a chick.

"Look at the undried blood on the corner of your mouth, you must have just eaten fairy meat. ”

I don't know how long this farce lasted, Chang Ling looked at the crazy people in this city steadily, and no one here was spared.

There is not a single person who did not become an executioner.

The people who are still alive are still sitting in the sweet dream of ascending to immortals in the daytime, but more of them are full of eyes that are unwilling to close for a long time.

The faint voice came from Chang Ling's ears again.

"You see, this is mortal. ”

"Even if there is a wisdom root and a spiritual wisdom, it will never be able to reach the Great Dao. ”

"They only complain that they live in human suffering, but they don't think about why human suffering exists. ”

"Do you still have to protect such a filthy creature?"