Negative Energy Transfer: System Domination

After saying that, he walked forward.

Qingluan looked at him as if he were a fool.

"I said, are you stupid?"

What does that mean? Is this woman trying to clear the way?

"Senior, do you have any other plans?"

"What the hell are you planning? How long will it take you to get out?"

After saying that, a stream of energy enveloped Han Changkong.

Disappeared in an instant and reappeared.

Five miles ahead, a huge city appeared.

"Let's go now."

Then Han Changkong followed silently behind him and walked into the city.

As soon as he reached the city gate, he was stopped by the city guards at the gate.

"Stop, one coin per person to enter the city."

Oh shit, do they have to charge an entrance fee?

Do you really think this is a 5A scenic spot?

Besides, what is this money for?

After saying that, he touched himself all over.

As expected, there really wasn't a penny left.

However, Qingluan took out a piece of silver and handed it over.

The two then entered the city.

Tianyuan City.

In a pub at this time.

"Senior, this wine is really good."

"Don't call me senior, we are here to do business, call me boss."

Does this woman want to be the boss and let me be her servant?

Damn, I’m destined to be a social animal. I was a social animal in my previous life, and now I have to work.

But what could he do? The key was that there were only two of them, and it was obvious that he was the younger brother.

"Um, Boss, what business are we in?"

"You can do whatever you want."

Hearing this, Han Changkong's eyes lit up. You're the one who said that.

Sir, I want to open a brothel.

I almost blurted it out, but in the end I backed down.

"How about we open a pub?"

"can."

"But when are we going back?"

"What? Did you miss your Xue'er?"

"Senior, are you kidding me? I have to go back and practice."

"You can still practice here, and it's just right for you to accompany me in my mortal transformation."

Han Changkong was confused? I heard that a cultivator who wants to become a god must go through the process of becoming a mortal.

But have you ever heard that immortals have to become mortals?

"Senior, with your heavenly cultivation, do you still need to transform into a mortal?"

"What do you know? This mortal transformation is the path closest to the Great Dao. You will naturally understand it when your cultivation level reaches a higher level."

Han Changkong really wanted to say, I rely on drugs to practice.

"Then how do you plan to become a mortal?"

"Let's just be a mortal couple."

Han Changkong was stunned. Damn, this woman must be greedy for my body.

Can you think of such a reason?

Actually, there is no need to be so troublesome. If you just say it, you can get me immediately.

"Senior, this isn't right. You're a fairy who's high and mighty. If we do that, I don't mind. I'll just treat it as a sign of respect for you. But you're also doing this, this, and that, right?"

"What are you hemming and hawing about? Just pretending to be a couple is enough, what else do you want to do?"

Damn, I knew it wouldn't be that good.

If they pretend to be a couple, then what's the point of becoming a mortal?

"You're the boss, you have the final say. How long are we going to keep pretending?"

"Fifty years, maybe. By then, you'll be killed in battle, and I'll be a widow."

"No, Boss, you mean I don't even have a single shot?"

"What lens?"

"Exactly. Should I just use my name? And then write it on the tablet?"

Qingluan nodded slowly:

"That's about it."

"So what have I been doing for the past fifty years?"

"Bury it in the ground. Otherwise, who will I worship when I visit the grave?"

Damn, your train of thought is similar to Shangguan Xue's, old woman.

"Senior, do you think it's possible for us to play brother and sister?"

Qingluan's eyes lit up when she heard Han Changkong's suggestion.

"Yeah, we can play brother and sister, and then you join the army and die on the battlefield~~~"

"Stop, stop, stop. Senior, could you please stop trying to kill me?"

Han Changkong was puzzled. Could it be the story of 'Meng Jiangnu' that he had told him before?

Thinking of this, Han Changkong sorted out his thoughts.

Then he spoke:

"Senior, how about I tell you a story?"

Sure enough, the woman's eyes lit up.

"Come on, come on!"

An hour later.

There were many people gathered around their table.

Everyone was attracted by his story.