"Wife, this time it may be difficult."

"Silly husband, did we have any time to relax along the way?" The blond elf's delicate and slender palm pressed on the back of the man's hand. She smiled beautifully, and the gentleness in her eyes was like water waves.

“Yes, yes.”

After all, the sect has a relatively weak foundation. Although it has gradually gained some wealth in recent years, it is necessary to improve the benefits of the sect and the treatment of disciples, invest heavily in education, buy a second witch tower, and establish its own witch tower equipment and transformation base. Under these goals, a large number of magic stones tilt out like opening the gate and opening water, and surging and falling.

Moreover, after all, the sect finances cannot be allowed to walk tightropes for many years, and the necessary storage and preparation are still necessary. Therefore, although the Chinese warriors have really made a lot of money in recent years, from Li Jingxuan to Zhu Peng and even in all aspects, the money is never enough to spend, and they spread out like gurgling water.

In the private spy shadow base, many equipment are still used to eliminate second-hand goods from the prison of sin, and of course they have better performance. If it weren't for Zhu Peng's relationship, Chinese warriors would not have the turn of buying second-hand goods of this level, and nine-hand goods would not be the turn of buying them.

With the surge of majestic magic, the two source coffins in the core area slowly closed. Zhu Peng stared at Charlotte, and the blonde female elf looked at his man:

"Don't worry, I believe you, you will succeed and will get what you want."

(Even if you lose, I will always be with you...)

The thick chassis closed, blocking the two people's sight. A large amount of culture fluid poured in from all sides. Thousands of metal catheters were attached like living snakes. Zhu Peng had to cooperate with them to tear open his muscles, otherwise he would not be able to enter the dormant state of source qualitativeness.

(Yanhuang, China, after all the way, I can't calm down... When I was young, I was lonely in the green mountains and the lonely children. Perhaps only those lonely children knew better than the small family, the precious thing behind me. I was born without parents for ten years, without war outside, and without hunger inside, and without letting me down. How can I repay my country's kindness in this life?)

In the deepest part of the sea of ​​consciousness, Zhu Peng slowly flipped the dark golden card, and the tide of time and space, the riotous empty track, and a faint line of light appeared in front of his eyes.

The virtual soul is restored and the ultra-long-range delivery of the ectopic plane is started.

Boom, accompanied by a burst of black holes in the universe, a dark red and a bright gold two meteorites flew out at high speed.

At the same time, outside the extremely distant universe, almost at the other end of the universe, in a prosperous and prosperous world, a fat little boy waved his palm-leaf fan vigorously. His cute and cute appearance made everyone in the family laugh.

However, a butterfly flapped her wings gently, causing a devastating storm to gather and roar on the North Atlantic Ocean.

Under the influence of the dark and golden top luck, young children in this world waved their palm-leaf fan hard. After the chain of domino effects, the outer space storm shattered the entire galaxy. Zhu Peng and Charlotte can be said to have just drilled out of the wizard world and plunged into this crazy and raging natural disaster.

(Can you even explore that world through normal methods? Just like the Age of Discovery, when the technical conditions themselves are insufficient, exploring the ultra-long-distance navigation of the New World even requires the help of the storm to accelerate navigation?) Whether it is the natural disaster produced by nature or the chain of luck, it cannot be compared with Kasa's super-level forbidden spell in terms of lethality, it is like a normal volcanic eruption that can never kill people like Zhu Peng's doomsday catastrophe.

Perhaps the scale of the momentum will be even larger, but in the condensation of power, the surrounding cosmic storms are violent and disorderly, and there are a large number of gaps that can be used to shuttle through or even borrow forces.

Zhu Peng and Charlotte are both the top-notch old-fashioned spy shadows. Their ability to control is the top among the many spy shadow wizards in the wizard world. Therefore, in the tyrannical cosmic storm around them, they are really riding the wind and waves and taking advantage of the momentum to move forward.

If it was an ordinary spy shadow wizard, he would not dare to go into the storm in the face of this situation. However, Zhu Peng could faintly see a golden pattern twisting and changing in his burning eyes of fate. He extended this line. Not to mention a cosmic storm, even if the planet explosion black hole was derived, Zhu Peng would grit his teeth and bump into it. He had been waiting for this opportunity for too long.

Charlotte knew Zhu Peng's fate and ability, and she was even more a tough person. This time she made a mental preparation to be eliminated and return to the coffin due to serious injury. With her outstanding control skills, Charlotte followed Zhu Peng closely in the storm, and the two moved forward quickly one by one.

(At such an energy consumption rate, I'm afraid it's still far from reaching that world, and the source energy has been consumed.)

"Activate the source and soul combo mode..." Zhu Peng used this method of directly exposing the soul to the outer universe only once when he was a spy shadow for the first time. It was a crazy method that no one wanted to use before he had to.

"Warning, the fusion loss mode will greatly damage your consciousness and memory. Although the virtual soul release will not affect the body protected by the source coffin, it may cause you to become an idiot after you arrive, or even lead to direct death and other more serious consequences." The system reminded him in a routine manner, and then it was confirmed and executed by Zhu Peng. With the instructions of the spy shadow, the source material wrapped around him, which seemed like dark red magma, was shrinking even more. While saving consumption, it also exposed the fragile soul in the cosmic storm without any concealment, and the meteorite continued to fly at high speed.

Seeing Zhu Peng's approach, Charlotte also chose the concurrent loss mode the next moment. There is one advantage of the demigod wizard being a spy shadow, that is, in the concurrent loss mode, their soul thickness and toughness are far superior to the legendary spy shadow wizard. In other words, they can burn for a relatively long time when firewood is burned.

Deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, the huge and luxurious memory palace/soul library began to crack on all sides of the moment when the soul was damaged, cracks spread out one after another, and finally the burning crimson flames gushed in, burning everything.

Zhu Peng ran in the large library. He kept avoiding the cracked walls and the flames seen around him. He ran along the spiral corridor. The stairs under his feet were even rapidly destroyed and shattering. When the terrible magma came in, it seemed as if a god had thrown a tightly sealed library into the burning active volcano.

"Hu, I really didn't expect that, I really didn't expect that I have been fighting for so many years, but I still have to fight to the death today. If I don't fight, I will die." Entering the core room, pushing the door backwards, Zhu Peng breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a secret room full of bookcases and a collection of books. On the long table not far away, there is already poured golden wine. The code of fate, which is in a state of being turned on, is placed on the table. This is the core area of ​​Zhu Peng's soul. The memory and knowledge over the years have formed a thick barrier to protect him.

Of course, on the other hand, Zhu Peng had nowhere to escape after escaping here. When it was also swallowed by flames, it means that the source energy and soul power were exhausted at the same time, and this virtual soul would be destroyed.

"Take all my efforts, as for the final victory or defeat? But by destiny." Because of the pain of the burning soul, Zhu Peng's face turned strangely flushed, but he felt happy in his heart, but he felt a little sorry for Charlotte. His silly pointed ears obviously didn't have to accompany him to suffer such hardship. Although he had himself at the forefront along the way, Charlotte probably suffered only one order of magnitude weaker than himself.

Walking forward, raising his glass to drink the wine, Zhu Peng sat down while suffering, while savoring the Code of Destiny spread out on the table. This is a book that is between reality and illusion. It is indeed a clever and magical story. The power of writing this book is not even an extraordinary fifth-level, but may be a life existence at the level of Chenxing or even Huiyue.

"But it is probably written by a woman... feminine and follow the trend everywhere, but she is only taking advantage of the advantages and not suffering losses. Even if she is clever, she lacks a strong desire." At this time, the library with the most core defense is also beginning to collapse, and the sea of ​​burning lava on all sides surged over. The books on the bookcases around Zhu Peng united to spread a misty wall of light, but such magicality only made the flames burn a little slower.

With the fire burning of books, the room was filled with ink.

Zhu Peng slowly closed the mysterious and magical code of fate. He stood up with a wine glass and pulled out a book from one bookshelves, and opened one of the pages with his own hands. This is the Soul Library. No matter how he opens it with his own hands, the book in his hand will appear in the content that the owner wants to read most at this moment.

"That's right for the boss."

"It seems like today, the smell of Yuanlong, and the relationship between Meng Gong."

"I am sick and you come and sing and drink, and the snow is scattered on the roof." The sea of ​​fire gradually arrived around him. Zhu Peng drank and read, and walked and recited. Some flames touched his robe, and patted and smashed, saying, "Go!"

"Smile, wealth and honor are as big as a tremendous moment. Who will listen to the hard words?"

"Remember that at that time, there was only the West Closing Yue."

"Get the wine again and change the stern."

"There is no difference between people's hearts."

"Ask Qunong: After all, how many separations and reunions in China?" When he read this sentence, flames were already emitted from Zhu Peng's eyes, ears, mouth, nose and seven orifices. He was in a sea of ​​burning fire, and he fell into the fire hell because of what he thought, thought, done, and did.

"Ask Qunong: After all, how many reunions in China?" This sentence was read again, and then it was a whisper that poured out:

"The sweat, blood and salt truck is gone, and the vigor is collected for thousands of miles. The eyes are broken and the road is broken."

"I pity you at night dance the most, saying, 'Men's heart is as hard as iron, let's try it, repair the cracks of the sky'." China now has no wealth that can be pulled by a bloody horse but no one can review. If some people had not overcome all obstacles and had to move forward, this big stall would have long since dispersed.

"A man is as hard as iron as a man. Among us, who can try to make up for the shortcomings of the sky?" A blue planet appeared in front of the burning fire man. In the deepest part of the sea of ​​consciousness, the destiny card that originally rotated wildly consumed the last trace of power and directly returned from the dark gold to the whiteboard. It was gray and dark. It gave its master the opportunity, but whether it could seize this opportunity was not everything it could decide.

Zhu Peng sacrificed his body and collided forward, burning his body with a fire, turning into a steel skull, and his eyes were filled with crimson light. This was the vitality that the Titanium Extreme Body and the Chiyang Dan Fire gave him, and also gave him the power to move forward in the end.

(I try to make up for the shortcomings of the sky!)

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The realm of the Canglong, the Kingdom of the Dragon.

In this world, martial arts inheritance and technological power coexist in parallel and complement each other. After the former powerful and cruel ancient Eastern countries collided with the rising technological powers in the West, they all completely integrated into the entire modern civilized society. However, they were much more exciting and beautiful than the history of the Eastern humiliation in the Earth era.

The ancient Eastern Kingdoms themselves have strong martial arts, many sects, and have extremely profound backgrounds. If those peerless powerful people had not had the conscious confrontation within the Eastern Empire itself, it would not be certain who would have overwhelmed who in the end.

Because many knowledgeable people from ancient Eastern countries at that time judged the benefits of scientific and technological civilization to modern society, especially for the middle and lower classes, the heroes cut off their arm and launched a coup from the inside, resulting in the empire being attacked by internal and external forces and finally collapsed completely. The ancient conservative forces did not collapse, and the germination and rapid development of scientific and technological civilization were ultimately difficult to truly complete.

But the power of the tiger's death is still there. After the empire collapsed and the new modern regime was re-established, the brand new China helped the diplomatic countries around them step on the invading army of the seventeen countries, making a big splash, and then hit most of the influence of Western civilization out of East Asian countries.

And that battle also made the neighboring countries feel truly: the foreign godfather may not be powerful, and your uncle is likely to be your uncle forever.

China is exploring the path of parallel development of martial arts and scientific and technological forces within the country, establishing schools, compulsory nine-year compulsory education, sending international students to Western countries to make achievements everywhere, and passing on blood transfusion technology to domestic.

At the same time, both hands must be strong and both hands must be strong. Various martial arts competitions are developed. When scientific and technological civilization and martial arts civilization are fully integrated, even the most stubborn warriors have to admit that in an era of great prosperity of material and information, it is much easier to practice martial arts than before.

In ancient times, most poor children could not afford meat, but in modern society, most poor children could not even afford meat.

Of course, such changes and developments are not achieved overnight. In order to fully connect with Western civilization, China even set up special zones on the coastal generation, as the eyes of the country, see the world, listen to the world, and feel the world... Before 1974, Kowloon Bay was at the junction of this era.

China felt the pain and changes brought about by the integration of civilizations with its experimental points. At the same time, foreign colonists did not really regard this place as their own territory, because they knew very well that the giant beast next to them that had woken up and opened their eyes to see the world would sooner or later swallow it in one bite. Therefore, they often held it and left after taking a handful of it.

It was under such an era that Tang Yin came to Kowloon Bay.

"I believe that if others can make a fortune here, I can make a fortune here too. If others can live well here, I can live better here than them."

At this time, the Chinese Kingdom was still in a state of confusion of civilizations. Those long-standing martial arts sects were still in a state of inheritance and refused to scatter their unique skills. No, let alone unique skills, the unique basic martial arts of this sect were covered up, fighting with the government and rolling around. The dividends of technological development have not been fully revealed at this time. Many areas of the Chinese Kingdom are still in a state of relying on the sky to make a living, facing the loess and facing the sky, and working hard for a year to make a living.

In comparison, Kowloon Bay, which is fully connected with world civilization, is already prosperous and prosperous at this time.

(Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?)

Squatting there, confused for a while, then Tang Yin looked down and found himself shitting. As soon as this idea came out, the stench came in. This old-fashioned style was still a public squat-type design, and the landlady worked hard to save water... the taste was full of grain reincarnation.

Try to come out of the squat toilet as quickly as possible. This is a dilapidated tube building, which belongs to the early Kowloon Bay building. When it was just completed, those who could live here were high-quality decent people. However, decades later, the house was dilapidated and old-fashioned, becoming a gathering place for foreign mainlanders, idle people in society, and those who work in ancient business.

Tang Yin shook his head, and he felt a little dizzy inexplicably.

(It's so stinky. The landlord saves water and the pit is almost blocked.) Walking to the balcony, it dissipates the smell with the wind. Kowloon Bay is very rich, but its wealth does not belong to everyone. The rich live in a large house of three or five hundred or even thousands of square meters. Many poor people don't even have three or five square meters to settle down. No, having a place to settle down means that it is not the poorest.

After sorting out the memories and thoughts, Tang Yin always felt that he had changed in some aspects, but he couldn't explain what aspects it was. He could only vaguely feel that the world he had seen was just the world itself, but now he can see the various messages behind everything in the world.

After staying for a while, Sister Ah Hong had already dealt with five guests. The white-faced and blushed woman waved her handkerchief to Tang Yin, who was strong upstairs.

"A Yin, are you here to play? My sister won't charge you money and I will give you a big red envelope." Within ten minutes, the five guests were dealt with. Apart from taking off their pants, it took less than two minutes on average. It's no wonder that Sister Hong was upset and wanted to try a strong man.

"Thank you, Sister Hong, next time." No matter what you see in these eyes, life will finally come true. Tang Yin waved his hand and turned around and retreated. I worked hard but didn't sell meat. Women had no way to live and opened their legs. That was the last bite of food left to them by God. If a man plays like this, he would be sorry for the pounds of pounds under his crotch.

Walking back to the cottage I rented with my brothers, the largest furniture in the small room was a large wooden bed with three layers. Due to the height of the roof, sleeping on this bed would hit the head when you get up. However, it was cheap. The strong landlady was relying on this broken bed and this small house to support her bad gambling husband and daughter, and to serve her in-laws to live in the old age. This is how this fat and strong woman held on.

"Landing woman, at night, foreman pays money, and then rents."

"You sucked slap, you've been delayed for so long, this time I'm sure." In fact, except for Tang Yin and his brothers, no one would rent her house. Although the slapmaker occasionally drags the rent, he never blames the debt and does not pay it back. Therefore, the landlady doesn't really want to drive them away. After driving them away, they change them. Who knows who they are.

"I've eaten porridge, I've eaten porridge."

"I'm eating porridge again!"

Looking at the brothers gathered around, Tang Yin felt a little strange in his heart for no reason.

(This is Dawei, this is Ahua, Along, the nerd wearing glasses is my brother... What's wrong with me? I'm so evil!?)

"Hey, the foreman said, the work will not start tonight." Tang Yin lowered his head and whispered while eating porridge.

"Brother, are you going to fight again?" the pretty young man wearing glasses asked with some concern.

"Working for two yuan a night, fighting for thirty years, and I can't fight nine times in ten times, so I'll get the money when I go and shout," Dawei said. He prefers to go out to fight more than working. Of course, it's better to be the kind of people who only quarrel but not fight.

"...The evil way makes money quickly, but once you get into it, you may lose money for the rest of your life. If you have hair, who wants to be a bald man? So you must study hard. By the way, I almost forgot that this is the tuition fee. Don't let the landlady see that I have money and don't give it to her." After glanced back, Tang Yin turned his back and took out the money from his pocket and stuffed it into the glasses' hand.

Suddenly, from the corner of my eyes, I saw a small head stretching out from the top of the bed. The landlady's daughter Ah Hua drooled and watched her brothers drink porridge. The landlady didn't like this daughter very much, and always thought that she was a money-lossing product, but she just kept it and didn't let her starve to death, and she didn't give her enough food.

"No, Ah Hua, drinking porridge is a bit hot." He stood up and handed her a bowl of porridge to the girl. Kowloon Bay is heaven. If you love someone, bring her here. Kowloon Bay is hell. If you hate someone, bring her here too.
To be continued...