Killing the Heaven with One's Body

In the capital of gods, Zhao Meng was born in an ordinary village. However, when he was four years old, he met Feng Hua Zhenren, who had an immortal appearance. At that time, Zhao Meng thought that he would become a great immortal in the future. He even fantasized about reaching the level of a boxer, a warrior, and then the level of Tongtian, and even becoming the legendary god who controls everything. But will all this go as smoothly as he imagined?

In this world of immortal cultivation where there is only strength and weakness but no noble or humble, Zhao Meng, who is just a boxer, has just understood the true meaning of this sentence. Zhao Meng has been running for three days and three nights, and is now exhausted, but he dare not stop at all. This time he finally escaped after going through untold hardships and no longer had to be controlled by that demon. He tried hard to feel this long-lost freedom, but he dared not relax for a moment, for fear that the demon would catch up again and turn all this into nothing again. He could only run and run at the cost of his life.

Suddenly at this moment, Zhao Meng saw two people acting stealthily. There was no need and no time to care about such a thing now. He was still a weakling. Zhao Meng, who had already run over, turned back. He remembered that he was abducted in this way. Perhaps it was because he had suffered such hardships back then that he had a deep understanding of the person being carried on his shoulders.

He rushed forward quickly, and the man saw him rushing towards him.

"Who are you? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

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Zhao Meng: "Don't look at me like that. Without me, you would have gone to see the King of Hell."

The man looked at Zhao Meng and seemed to be recalling who he was.

The man shook his head and pointed at me and asked: "Where am I? Who is you, sir?"

Zhao Meng: “I don’t know”

He said: "My name is Chen Qiang, I don't know your name, what happened yesterday?"

"My name is Zhao Meng. I don't have time to tell you what happened. If you have nothing else to do, I'll leave."

After saying that, he stood up and was about to leave. Chen Qiang seemed to have noticed something.

Chen Qiang: "If Mr. Zhao is hiding from something, why don't you come back with me to my Zhao family? My Zhao family still has some status in this East Town."

Zhao Meng turned around and glanced at Chen Qiang with a complicated expression

Chen Qiang: “It was just an accident”

Zhao Meng thought about it and realized that he really had nowhere to go at the moment. He might not be able to outrun the devil by running blindly, so it would be better to find a place to hide first. So Zhao Meng followed Chen Qiang back to the Chen family in Dongzhen as he said.

At this point, Zhao Meng started his first stop of escape in Dongzhen. During his time at the Chen family, he had not heard of any strangers. Although the Chen family was not wealthy, they were of a certain size, and life gradually began to become stable. However, this stability was temporary for Zhao Meng, as he knew that the devil would not let him go so easily.

During the time at Chen's house, he also learned from the housekeeper Fu Bo about the three family forces in Dongzhen, and the Chen family belonged to one of them, but Zhao Meng didn't care about these. Most of the time, Zhao Meng stayed in his room, because many people in the Chen family didn't know Zhao Meng's existence. Today was the first time that Zhao Meng walked out of the house and ate at the dining table. He had been hiding in the house for too long. Now he figured it out. He didn't do anything wrong. Why should he hide because others coveted his body? His body was given by his parents. From today on, he didn't want to hide. At this time, a little girl about seventeen or eighteen years old came down. The girl asked him before she sat down: "Who are you?" Without waiting for Zhao Meng to speak, he continued: "I won't marry you. I have seen many playboys like you who come to my house relying on family power. Don't even think about it."

Chen Qiang: "Fei Fei, don't be rude. This is the benefactor who saved my life last time. Apologize quickly." He then said to Zhao Meng: "Please forgive me, benefactor. My daughter has been spoiled beyond recognition."

Feifei: "Humph, no matter what you do, I will never marry you"

Chen Qiang: "Chen Fei"

The girl reluctantly sat down to eat after Chen Qiang's scolding. Zhao Meng didn't respond to such words and just got up and left after finishing his meal. After dinner, Chen Qiang started chatting with him. Zhao Meng could feel that Chen Qiang was a generous person. They had a good chat. At the same time, this was the first time Zhao Meng had left the house and seen the sun after such a long time. The freedom and comfort under the sun made Zhao Meng want to cry.

Without any warning, the girl next to him suddenly started coughing. Coughing was not a big deal, but the girl's face turned pale in an instant. Someone immediately handed her medicine, as if she had been prepared. Zhao Meng vaguely saw something wrong. Then the girl was helped back to the room. Seeing Zhao Meng's puzzled expression, Chen Qiang said: "Don't look at the little girl's arrogant and rude personality, but she is very miserable. She has been like this since she was a child. The doctor said it was caused by nature. There is no way to cure it, it can only be alleviated. The situation will only get worse, alas."

Zhao Meng didn't want to get involved, but Chen Jiaduo had been very thoughtful in everything he did during this period, so Zhao Meng asked, "Is this how it usually is?"

Chen Qiang: "If I don't move around on weekdays, it's fine. But if I move around too much, I'll get sick. Does my benefactor know medical skills?"

Zhao Meng: "I know a little bit, have you ever thought that it's not a matter of walking?" Chen Qiang was stunned by this question, but he immediately understood what Zhao Meng meant, "Benefactor, did you see something?"