"You brat, you dare to hide away! You can't even think of letting me escape safely today. Since you dare to attack me, you must be conscious. I won't say anything to you today. If you give me ten taels of silver, I will
Let you go, or I will make you lie here for me!" The strong man looked at Chang Sheng from the side and glared at Chang Sheng proudly. From the crowd, seven more people walked out, all tall and short, fat and thin, but
All of them look like very vicious villains.
"You bad guys, don't bully my uncle!" The little girl next to her was so frightened by the people in front of her that she turned pale and hid behind Chang Sheng's father, looking at the strong men in front of her.
"Hahahaha, you say we are bad people? Children, we are not bad people. Your brother messed with me for no reason, and we can't just let it go. You saw it too, it was your brother who hit me first!" Na Zhuang
Han looked at the little girl and laughed unbridled.
Chang Sheng couldn't tell the reason for all this. There were two memories in his mind. The memory of living here, and the memory that should not belong to him. It was a magical world, and he lived in a group of people who could fly and escape.
Among the crowd are disciples of the Fire Cloud Sect among the six major sects in the world. They have now entered a magical world and are looking for something useful to themselves.[
"What's going on?" In Chang Sheng's mind, things about the monastic world in Qingyun Continent became blurry. He looked at his arms and legs and found that there was neither the Qiankun Ring nor the body.
The ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth is now just that of an ordinary scholar.
"Everyone, I'm sorry, I apologize to you, don't be the same as him!" Chang Sheng's 'father' nodded and apologized beside him, took out the silver from his arms, and placed it in front of the strong man.
"You know the truth!" After the strong man reached out and took the silver from Chang Sheng's father's hand, he glanced at Chang Sheng with disdain and said, "What's the use of being a scholar nowadays? If you have a belly full of ink, in this troubled world,
If you want to find a way out, it’s as difficult as going to heaven!”
Chang Sheng still turned a deaf ear. He tried hard to think about what happened to him and recalled how far his dream had developed.
He discovered in his vague memory that he finally encountered a strange bird with a human head and a bird's body, and was absorbed by a pattern displayed on its back, pulling him into an endless darkness. When he woke up,
Since then, he has become what he is now, a wanderer returning from a distant place.
"Where is the soul boy?" Chang Sheng frowned and said to himself. He looked at the crowd around him and found no sign of the soul boy at all. Now it all looked like a dream.
"Spirit boy!" Chang Sheng yelled. Everyone around looked at Chang Sheng in surprise. Even Chang Sheng's 'father' didn't know what he was yelling about.
"Spirit boy, are you still here?" Chang Sheng was confused by the situation in front of him. He didn't have any magic power now, he was just an ordinary person, but his instinct made him feel that this time things were not that simple. With his own
He instinctively sensed that this might be a dead end for him.