On the Evil Consequences of Cultivating Immortals in Reality

Don't the old people in the cash box feel ashamed to do this?Of course he does.

But Xiang Junhua felt ashamed of himself.

The seemingly "shameful" behavior of the old man is actually more "noble" than him, or even the people in the entire carriage.

Although not very respectable, he used his own way to fulfill his moral quality. In other words, he is so good that people are daunting.

Compared with him, what are the people in this car?

Ask Junhua, what are you?

You are even the most shameful person in this car.

Those other than you may just walk with you all the way, they don't think anything, just as they don't know mistakes, so they don't feel ashamed.

But you knew from the beginning that you were wrong, but you didn't do it, change it, and let everyone realize the "wrong".

So you are the most shameful, you are the most shameful person in this car!

Xiang Junhua didn't want to involve other people in his self-criticism, but he chose to follow the crowd. While criticizing himself frantically, he couldn't help but want to say sadly: Are there any innocent people here?

If you are guilty, are others innocent?

People should be ashamed!

Such an old man will take out a coin from his hard-pressed life to use as a bus fare. What are those high-quality adults who want to escape even a one-yuan bus fare when there are too many people?

Now they are as motionless as myself, so what are they who stand by and watch?

All of a sudden, he had deep doubts about his own life and the world he accepted. This doubt had already been there, but it was covered up by many voices. The cold blood was actually protected by his own kindness.

Once upon a time, his kindness caused him to be hurt repeatedly, and everyone's incomprehension shaped him who blends in with the public and learns to conform to the crowd, but his kindness has always retained his other side, the other self with edges and corners.

Now in this car, he hurts, his heart hurts, especially at the next stop the old man gets off, he is still sitting in the seat, everyone is sitting in the seat, somehow he remembered this human performance.

When the old man got into the car, some people looked down at their mobile phones, some stared out the window, and some looked at the old man like themselves, but no one spoke.

The silence he felt at that time, and the behavior when he got into the car with the old man was deeply imprinted in his mind, which made him feel a kind of separation.

Feel the indifference of a modern society...

He thought of the excuses that flashed in his mind at that time, did everyone here have a self-persuasion in their hearts?

He also thought of his dislike for the unclean clothes of the elderly. Did those who never gave up their seats feel the same dislike as himself?

He thought of the "conformity" he chose because he didn't want to appear special. Is there anyone who is also afraid of becoming the one who stands out in the crowd?

... What he wants to know more is, is there anyone who, like himself, feels disgusted with the "sin" he just committed?

After this car, no matter how much he regretted his words and deeds, even though he would often get up and give up his seat to someone who needed it more, that old man was an accidental encounter in the vast crowd, a lost opportunity , has been irreparable.

The crack in my heart that was created at that time will always remain in my heart, until every time I think about it, blood full of sarcasm will flow out.

This encounter made him experience a turning point in his fate, and the man who lived in a daze finally had doubts about himself.

Once, because he was not loved and had no confidence, he thought that his blood was cold, and even he lost the courage to fight. However, it was this encounter that made him realize that his blood was not cold.

Although he is not loved and has no confidence, he is still like a teenager, casting harsh eyes on this society and himself.

His kindness clearly drove him into a desperate situation at one time, and after a few years, it drove him into a desperate situation again, but this time he couldn't follow the trend no matter what.

The old man's shadow enveloped him, reminding him that his blood was hot, not cold, and the blame for not helping the old man up in time was like a cloud in the clear sky, reminding him all the time.

Two opposing forces reminded him.

Because "reality" spares the man in that car.

He is also forgiven!

And what he has to do now is to admit his sins, like a lone rebel, and send himself to the gallows of the fool who is mocked by the world.

After the hammer of conviction fell, every time he thought about it, he couldn't help crying.

He felt ashamed of himself who could only bow his head. This was different from the original hesitation, and it was another kind of shame created by regret.

In the end, he could only protect the little bit of temperature in his blood vessels and escape at home, trying his best not to cool down the newly warmed blood.

This time, he didn't pretend that "he" was dead like the first time, and lived like a walking corpse. This time he chose to let himself come back to life, but soon he felt that in this cold world, It is too difficult to be a warm person.

Maybe if he stood up earlier, he would have more room for himself to resist, and he would not be ashamed again because he regretted missing the time, but this kind of if does not exist.

Intangible constraints imprisoned him in a three-foot-square home, and the only thing that could bring him comfort was that his mind and body were no longer separated. After all, this little warmth remained.

But when Xiang Junhua thought that he would spend his whole life in the midst of criticism and self-loathing like this, he crossed over unexpectedly and came to a world where reality was getting colder and colder.

There was some good news before him.

After time travel, like the protagonist in the novel, he has obtained a golden finger that is extraordinary at first glance, that is to say, he may recover those "regrets" that he once lost.

Another good news is that he no longer needs to be imprisoned in the "home" and be forced to turn his ears off the window.

Then came the bad news.

First and foremost, his last layer of protection as a mortal is gone.

Now he has the ability, strength, and strength to break through the constraints that made him miserable in the past. As long as he needs it, he can also become a confident and loved person.

However, it is impossible for a person like him to be free from scruples.

So soon he had another idea.

This thought was screamed out by him at this moment.

From a victim to a perpetrator, his situation has not changed after all.

Is it possible to change human nature with power?

Do you have the strength and the courage to change everything that happened on that car?

Is it possible to reverse the self that has been shaped by the past 20 years of life if you have the power?

It's just a time-travel... Even if he is reborn, he is still the same him, and the regrets he holds now will still be held in his arms, and it won't change much.

But his never-ending struggle was seen by another person present.

The thought, which had somehow been extinguished, popped up again.

This time it was no longer Wen Chizhou's personal wishful thinking, but felt the same resonance.

It was something that appeared on him, but was exactly the same as himself.

They are thus forced to be "alone".

That kind of thing is commonplace and has happened to everyone.

But it is very rare nowadays, because human nature is selfish.

That thing it's called—

Benevolence!

The author has something to say: The author's personal experience has been fabricated a little bit, but I must say that the indifference I felt at that time was more exaggerated than that of the protagonist.

It was really that everyone stared at the old man silently, with indifferent eyes, and the silence of just a few minutes, which I will never forget.

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

145. Jinjiang Literature City

140 nine

The ordinary people in Shengdou cannot tolerate benevolence, and the environment of modern society cannot tolerate benevolence, not only in modern times, but also in all dynasties and generations.

That's why they are like gold in sand and pearls in mud, rare and precious.

But isn't there such a saying?

It is gold that always shines.

Wen Chizhou walked over sideways, grasping his hand, Xiang Junhua's breathing suddenly stopped, his eyes were full of struggles, he had a premonition of something happening.

"Stop," he said.

Xiang Junhua imitated his movements obediently, and hooked the man's fingers, subtle and shy, like the temptation of a beast before leaving the nest, as if a feather slid gently over the heart's trembling, lowered his eyelids, and there was a A kind of silence to the extreme introverted.

Wen Chizhou pointed at his feet, it was enough to make any person with normal three views sleepless at night, leaving a deep psychological shadow on the scene.

"You want to save someone?"

Xiang Junhua opened his mouth, and after a severe struggle, he compromised to the heat in his heart.

"……think!"

Wen Chizhou smiled softly, "Then go." His tone was unquestionable, "If you want, then go, and do whatever you want."

Xiang Junhua: "But..." His lips were suddenly touched by a finger, and he stared blankly at the man whose aura had changed drastically.

Wen Chizhou's gaze swept over lightly and contemptuously, as if the world of mortals had been swept away, and the endless quarrels and crusades were all wiped out in the chatter and laughter.

"People know that awe is a good thing. There are too many people in this world who are ignorant and fearless, make big mistakes, and finally waste half their lives in regret, but Xiang Junhua... the small scenes today are not enough to make you awe, because there is me exist."

Speaking of which, he brushed off his sleeves, and his ordinary movements gave people a strong sense of shock.

I don't know how many times in his past he decided the fate of some "people" in such an understatement.

This person—may refer to the powerful empire that came from all nations, may be a unique hero, may be a powerful minister and general who holds a great power in his hands, or may be a giant with a cultivation that reaches the sky and stands tall.

If Wen Chizhou is compared to a book, then the thickness of this book is obviously amazing!

The content inside covers all directions and knows everything.

So this person's promise is very reliable, and he can easily dispel all kinds of uneasiness in his heart.

Looking at him, Xiang Junhua somehow felt a feeling that he had never felt before.

Wen Chizhou looked at him with dazed eyes and an expression of delay in responding, so he couldn't help stretching out his hand and brushing away the dirt on his eyelashes. His tense heartstrings finally eased and became clear as if they had encountered fine snow from heaven.

The moment he reacted, he grabbed Wen Chizhou's hand, regardless of the stunned expression of the person whose hand was held, he smiled to Junhua in a low voice, and said in a hoarse voice, "How am I worth it?"

Wen Chizhou stared at him, and after a while, he corrected him, "Should you say, am I worth it?"

One how, one can, reflect two completely different contexts.

The former is self-deprecating, sincerely not confident in himself, while the latter is self-conceited, as if proudly declaring to the world that his own value is incomparable.

The touch brought by Wen Chizhou's full support is huge, as if a river of floods broke the dam and rolled into the deep hinterland.

The scenery is breathtaking, and the mind is broken!

Xiang Junhua muttered a few words in a low voice, but Wen Chizhou didn't hear clearly, and was about to ask when he heard Xiang Junhua's questioning voice.

"What do I want to do, do you really support it?"

Wen Chizhou said without thinking, "Of course."

Xiang Junhua frowned: "Why?"

A similar conversation happened not long ago, but neither Xiang Junhua nor Wen Chizhou could mistakenly confuse it.

Different.

Not in details, but nothing is the same at all, except these two people.

As if understanding where Xiang Junhua's doubts came from, Wen Chizhou sighed, with a helpless expression, but also seemed to have infinite tolerance and patience.

"Is my reputation with you already so low?"

Xiang Junhua laughed and said: "Who knows? After all, Wen Chizhou I know, there are always one or two occasions when he is easy to make his own opinions."

Wen Chizhou sighed for himself, this is the disadvantage of having a criminal record, so he simply opened up and told the truth.

"The reason why Junhua rejected me so strongly last time was because what I did was not what you wanted, and what I did was not your way, right?"

Xiang Junhua was silent, then nodded slowly.

Seeing him nodding, Wen Chizhou finally showed a relaxed smile, followed by a series of merciless criticisms of himself.

"Regardless of good and evil, disregarding good and evil, against the axioms of heaven, everything you do is regarded as one person, and what you think and think is all about one person. The treasure that the world can't ask for, Junhua abandoned it like a shoe at the beginning. Fall out with me... Can Junhua tell me, is it this selfishness or this inhumanity that you hate?"

As if thunder pierced the sky, the heaven and the earth were silent.

Wen Chizhou had clear eyes and a clear mind, so it was impossible for him to deliberately ask a difficult question to embarrass Xiang Junhua, so Xiang Junhua didn't answer for a long time, it should be because he couldn't easily give an answer.

Finally, when he felt that the time had passed so long, he relaxed his tense muscles, and a faint smile appeared on his face, like the wind blowing over a lotus leaf, blowing across a lake, a shallow ripple, in full bloom The posture is not inferior to the national color peony.

Xiang Junhua said frankly: "All of them, I resent your selfishness for driving me into a desperate situation, and I also hate the sinister results of this inhumaneness. Standing on a high place, I seem to see thousands of corpses approaching me Bow your head, and that was originally a heavy responsibility that you took on. A talent that is not worth mentioning like me will never be able to give both kindness and power like you, and take care of everything."

Xiang Junhua is a smart person. When Wen Chizhou made the layout, he might not have considered that he would be rejected, so he left a lot of clues. Afterwards, he reversed the process according to the results. Purpose.

Xiang Junhua saw it, and after drawing inferences from one instance to another, he was not surprised by Wen Chizhou's intention to push him to the supreme throne, but worried about the white bones under this magnificent scenery.

The original Wen Chizhou insisted on going his own way and pretending to be smart. As a friend, he was also the beneficiary of the whole plan. It was hard to overthrow him, but he couldn't let his self-righteousness go on. As a last resort, he turned into a small fish and disturbed the whole chessboard. Together again, and then let everyone calm down.

Originally, I thought that the next Kaicheng announcement would be too early, but I didn’t think that the time came so unexpectedly, and I never thought that the “weakness” I thought was actually just a kind heart turned into a heart, and then hurt by the world.

Wen Chizhou understood the scars on Xiang Junhua's body, and then understood him as a person, so he stepped back generously, and took another step... Now it is Xiang Junhua's turn to decide whether to retreat or not.

The two looked at each other, the distance between them was so close to each other, but now they retreated a lot, and the distance became unreasonably tight.

For some reason, Xiang Junhua wanted to laugh, wanted to laugh out loud.

"Love does not last long, and wisdom will hurt." Wen Chizhou looked at putting away his melancholy, but his expression became weird and said slowly to Junhua, his calm tone inevitably meant a warning, telling him not to think too much, think too much Too many injuries, there are many situations in this world that cannot be solved with popular principles.

The world always likes to joke with the world view, the sum of personal values ​​and values ​​​​are both disgusting, and the comparison between life and outlook on life is often a lose-lose situation.

No philosopher can give back the world with an exact answer, and no law can completely regulate how a person behaves.

The Utopia where everyone is a saint is another hell, and people with high moral values ​​will always become the most miserable and tiring ones

He has tasted more of these things than anyone else, so Xiang Junhua doesn't seem to be so sad. He has struggled for so many years before, and he hasn't broken like a bamboo pole for so many years. But growing against the wind like cattail grass already shows his resilience.

What he wants to say most now is, yes, he wants to answer that question——

Xiang Junhua lowered his tone in a low voice, followed by a heart-opening recklessness and fearlessness, every single word was deeply rooted in his heart.

"I'm afraid that you can't see my true nature, blindly relying on a momentary preference, let me sit in that position, and see the vastness of the world, I am embarrassed and timid, for fear of misleading others and myself. I am afraid that you see me too clearly , but because I was troubled, my name was only stained at the end of my life, I believe that I will feel ashamed and regret it. I am afraid that I will not be able to support the beam of this society, and I have no energy left to destroy people with nothing. I I'm afraid that I will work hard, but it won't help, and I will be plotted against..."

"I'm afraid that when things come to an end, I'll make a quick stop and become that little man..."

"I'm afraid I'm upright, but the opposite is a conspiracy..."

"There are so many things I fear, but I ask myself, are these ghosts who are so passionate that they can stay still?"

"No matter how unbearable I am, the blood in my heart is not cold, I have a righteous spirit, and I am not afraid of ghosts and monsters. Later, I have the heart to reflect, review everything yesterday, and finally decide..."

"Wen Chizhou, what I fear has long since changed, and now, my fear is all in you."

"I'm afraid you underestimate me."

Wen Chizhou always said that he was his only friend, and he always considered him in everything he did. Xiang Junhua was indifferent, he was strong without desire, and he didn't show any emotion, but is it true?

Just the word "friend" says everything.

Although Xiang Junhua didn't say it clearly, if given the chance, he would definitely return the principal with interest.

Friends, two months as companions, friends, two neighbors.

It is precisely because of the importance that Wen Chizhou made a decision without asking for anything in return, but never asked for Xiang Junhua's own opinion, the word "friend" began to deteriorate and became a self-righteous sharp blade.

If it wasn't for the good communication between the two, and the relationship is so close that no third party can make trouble, then this dagger is Wen Chizhou's ultimate move to stab Xiang Junhua's heart.

Now that things have changed, our hearts and hearts reflect each other.

Speaking frankly and leaving a lesson is more real than shutting up and introspecting.

Sure enough, after Wen Chizhou finished speaking to Junhua, his expression was greatly moved.

"I'm definitely not..." This means.

Is that true?

A chess player who is used to playing chess has already forgotten that the chess piece in his hand is also a living person of flesh and blood. In retrospect, the chess piece suddenly realizes that he has paid his heart by mistake.

After a brief silence, Wen Chizhou closed his eyes and sighed. The sound was extremely heavy, as if he wanted to let out all the depression in his heart.

Xiang Junhua said softly: "I am your friend, but you despise me and regard me as a chess piece. How can I not be angry, I can't wait to have my heart broken, but how can I do this? How can I be willing to make you sad."

Wen Chizhou smiled wryly, this was really a rare gaffe, especially in this environment, but—a rare opportunity!

Both of them are not people who are also prone to gossip. If they are not in extreme love, they will not be able to speak freely.

Xiang Junhua's head is still buzzing right now, and the sequelae are not small, but the turbulent emotions suppressed the physical discomfort, and he continued: "I don't know that I have a benevolent heart," seeing Wen Chizhou wanting to refute He immediately changed his words, "But you say yes... I am afraid of so many things, so many that I often question whether I have become a cowardly and impermanent villain. I have never made a mistake so far because of fear. end."

Wen Chizhou frowned more and more when he heard this, and he retorted decisively when he heard this.

"Your timidity is what people fear, it's not surprising!"

Nodding to Junhua, it didn't seem like he was noncommittal in the past, but rather a reaction after serious consideration.

"I thought about it later, I have a demon."

Wen Chizhou remained silent. He didn't say that there are no demons in today's comprehension world. Even if he is well-informed, has gone through countless ages, and is the most shining star in the sky, he still can't see through Junhua's brain. That indifferent but orderly world.

Shaking his head, he restrained his thoughts to Junhua, calmly pointed to the people who died in vain on the earth below, and said in a calm manner: "It's not that I'm afraid, but my heart is too big."

Re-establish the order of the world, so that there is no fear in the sight, and the order of the next life will be established, so that I will not be sad, and my face will be full of joy.

This desire is too big, so big that the past self can't see the way forward, so he is anxious all day long.

This heart is too high, whether it is as high as a mortal, or the current heaven-level power, it can't touch the top.

Probably because the world is impermanent and people's hearts are unpredictable. If you want to satisfy everyone in the world, and make people in the world dissatisfied by being a saint, and honestly be a mortal, Da Luo Immortal can only shout impossible here!

However, after drinking ice for ten years, it is difficult to cool the blood!

After finishing speaking, Xiang Junhua exhaled heavily and said, "It's great!"

If you can't do it, you can't do it. The key is that I finally said it!

The author has something to say: I finally got this chapter out!This chapter is really too difficult to write. In the previous comments, I saw some people commented that Xiang Junhua would become a lunatic like this, but this is not the case. Fear is just a manifestation. Many of his fears are superficial and really make him afraid. It was his ambition that terrified himself.

It can also be said to be passionate!

Two days!Finally, I wrote it more accurately, it was too difficult!

感谢在2020-07-2014:34:57~2020-07-2220:12:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Qingfeng does not mean a bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

146. Jinjiang Literature City

150

After Xiang Junhua yelled, the sky was so quiet that even the wind didn't come this way.

Wen Chizhou was silent for a moment, and then spit out the two words without laughing or laughing.

"absurd!"

But he couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh, which spread far and wide among the eerie ghosts, better than Sizhu Erya, just like a bright moon in his arms.

Of course it is absurd, to make all beings in the world be saints, and let them be mortals with feelings and desires, no scholar, no matter how clever his pen is, can write such absurd stories, let alone reality?

But Xiang Junhua said such absurd things in such an upright manner, although judging by his performance, he knew better than anyone whether this was absurd or not, but he wanted to speak freely.

Although Wen Chizhou felt absurd after listening to it, he respected it from the bottom of his heart.

Because whether this is possible or not, and the pros and cons, I believe Xiang Junhua himself is clear about it, otherwise he wouldn't have been in a state of anxiety for so many years.Because he himself knows that what he thinks will never be realized, and it will be impossible until the end of mankind.

His sadness stemmed from seeing too clearly. Most people can only see the dried fruit on a silver plate and pick it up, but Xiang Junhua saw the silver needles erected around the fruit. When he touched it, he was dripping with blood. There is no way to start.

If you don't understand what it means, you can refer to the old people's touch of porcelain.

How much has the national moral standard fluctuated after this matter became popular?

The education we have received since we were young let us see that when an old man falls, he has to reach out to help him up, but what if the one who is lifted up is a demon with evil intentions?Who doesn't want to think about it?After thinking about it, even if I wanted to help, I became reluctant to reach out.

Once such things happen, how many good intentions are suppressed, and how many evil deeds become unscrupulous?

When an old man falls down, should you help him or not?

Some people advocate the use of video recordings to capture the cause and effect. Wouldn't that be fearless?

But don't you think it's ridiculous?

It's just a matter of reaching out, but it's so complicated by the world.

If you are worried about even reaching out a hand, is there any hope for anything else?

The hidden despair shrouded in human morality suppresses a young man like Xiang Junhua. After all these years, is there anyone who can openly feel that he is a kind person?

No matter how absurd and unreasonable Xiang Junhua's wish is, but people who are limited by this distorted concept, how can they have the qualifications to laugh at him?

Because the person who should perish is still perishing, but he has landed and lived like a human being.

"Are you watching?"

Wen Chizhou looked at the man who suddenly became energetic.

Xiang Junhua nodded slightly, without blinking his eyes, the scene under his feet that he could not avoid, at this moment, he seemed to be devouring delicious delicacies, unwilling to let go of even a single drop.

"Not only do I want to see it, but I also want to write it down."

Forever, never forget.

"For the sake of the future, I will never regret it so much again!"

Be less sad for this world.

"I want to note how powerless I am."

Bring more joy to this world.

"I'm a layman."

Wen Chizhou found that he was looking at himself, and in Xiang Junhua's clear eyes, a darkness deeper than the night had settled down, but he didn't make him feel flustered, because he believed that this person would never become a demon swallowed by darkness anyway.

He put on a posture of listening attentively, and said sincerely, "All ears."

Xiang Junhua let go of his solemn face, and even brought the surrounding air alive, he said with a smile: "Ordinary people are also qualified to reach out for happiness, right?"

Wen Chizhou was stunned by his rhetoric, the argument he had never heard before was inexplicably at a loss for him while it was fresh.

Xiang Junhua seemed to be waiting for his favorite answer, and asked again: "Wen Chizhou, are you right?" This time he approached.

The two were not far apart in the first place, but now their shoulders collided, or how could they be forced to ask?

As soon as his breath changed, Xiang Junhua's strength made Wen Chizhou uncomfortably want to move back, but he was aware of it in advance. He put his hand on his shoulder, and a face approached in front of him. Wen Chizhou was forced to look straight into those dark black eyes , half an hour——

He whispered: "Naturally."

The beautiful eyebrows are relaxed, and the Zhongling Yuxiu nourished by the literati's style is more perfect the closer you look.

Xiang Junhua's eyes darkened, he didn't rush to do anything, his fingers casually slid across his lips, and he backed away.

The oppressive shadow left, Wen Chizhou was still in a daze, and unnaturally cast his gaze towards the other party, only feeling that the place on his lips that was touched was hot and panicked, eager to see something from Xiang Junhua, what? Knowing that the man has straight eyebrows, he has the style of a gentleman.

Wen Chizhou: "..."

Joking flashed across Xiang Junhua's eyes, so he smiled and said, "Is there anything you want to say?"

Opening his mouth, Wen Chizhou was disturbed, and his intuition told him that it was best not to pursue the previous incident, so he threw out another topic without a trace, so as to relieve the unknown flame in his heart.

"Everyone says that once a breakthrough is made, the knots in the heart will be solved. Junhua has broken the knots in his heart and broken his demons. I don't know if his cultivation can be greatly improved?"

There was nothing wrong with the smiling tone, but Xiang Junhua would not be easily fooled this time. He stared meaningfully at Wen Chizhou's smiling eyebrows, like a captive milk cat suddenly transformed into a vigorous The leopard, at this time, is slowly taking the past owner as the next prey.

"Wen Chizhou, you forgot, my way of cultivation is different."

Wen Chizhou paused, and belatedly realized this person's strange and strange way of cultivation, and couldn't help showing a strange expression.

"Then Junhua, what are your plans?"

After finally breaking my heart, wouldn't it be a pity not to be promoted to a lower level?What's more, in the eyes of traditional monks like Wen Chizhou, his way of upgrading couldn't be simpler.

Xiang Junhua pinched his chin, his opinion was roughly the same as his. He nodded and said, "Yes, it's a pity to waste it."

The biggest impact of losing his mind is that he loses all his worries. He is full of coquettish operations and roars in the depths of his brain impatiently. He also plans to release the things in his brain to harm the world when he wants to.

But... in order to prevent the person being harassed from beating him to death, hard power is essential.

Hmm, so I still have to do that.

After confirming the course of action, Xiang Junhua stopped hesitating and waved his hand simply.

"I'll [retreat] when I go back!"

The retreat here is meaningful.

As if thinking of something, Wen Chizhou couldn't laugh or cry, but he couldn't stop him, so he simply shook his head, and while Xiang Junhua turned his gaze to his feet again, he touched his earlobe quietly.

Probably Xiang Junhua didn't see the blush stained here, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and felt a little guilty.

In fact, he didn't know why he was guilty, but it didn't feel right for him to blush suddenly when his friend approached.

It can be said that it was caused by the atmosphere when I was in the massage before, but now it is for no reason, isn't it too serious for me to be distracted?

Wen Chizhou, who somewhat guessed that he had some innocent thoughts about Xiang Junhua, but didn't take it seriously, finally paid attention this time.

He learned to observe his appearance from Junhua a few times, quietly observing the other party, and then glanced at the creatures on the mountain who died of indescribable fear, his mood was calm.

Unlike Xiang Junhua, no matter how human Wen Chizhou behaved, he was once a god, but now he is no longer a god, and he will still not be a human being.

Under the shadow of tens of thousands of years of time, the prestige of Emperor Zun has already transcended the world of mortals.Although these people stay here forever, the number is far less than any battle between immortals and demons he has participated in in the past.Even the wars started by mortals would kill several times the number of people here, and he would not stay now if he was moved. The reason why he was moved was because of the "old friendship" with Gao Li, and the fact that Xiang Jun The influence of Hua Zai.

What's more, Wen Chizhou himself was also surprised that the "mortal" who died in an indescribable way could still come back to life and seize half of the false god's godhead.

Therefore, Wen Chizhou, who had confirmed Gao Li's identity the moment he appeared, didn't directly point out the illusion that he was alive, and took advantage of the situation to show ignorance.

Because Wen Chizhou has always had a doubt since he came here. With just a few evil cultivators, a mere mountain range with not enough aura, and a mere number of priests, is it really possible to awaken the indescribable god?

When the false god successfully appeared and set foot in the god's country by chance, even Wen Chizhou dispelled his doubts and began to wonder about the story behind this incident. Maybe a few "old acquaintances" intervened in the middle?

Wen Chizhou's eyes were extremely dark, because he didn't know what he thought of, and there was an unexplained gloomy look in it, which inexplicably deepened his power.

Well, let's take a look first.

He lowered his eyes, restraining the slightly leaking aura of terror around him.

"Junhua."

The person who was called responded, "Huh?"

"Do you want to go down and have a look?"

Xiang Junhua raised his eyes, and a peerless face approached him with a smile on his face.

Wen Chizhou strongly recommends: "Finally get to know each other once."

So you have to collect the body?

Xiang Junhua almost turned into an emoji of an old man in the subway looking at his mobile phone. He looked at him helplessly and said something to be fair.

"I think the general is unwilling to let us intervene."

That man roared out the backbone of a mortal, and now he must want to take revenge on this false god alone.

The train of thought happened to turn here, and Xiang Junhua couldn't help sighing: "That man is so strong, I've only seen him in my life, you old enemy should stop disturbing him."

For people like Wen Chizhou, I'm afraid Gao Li won't even look at him again before and after his death, so at this time, don't be an eyesore and annoy others, okay?

Wen Chizhou was looked at by Xiang Junhua with "you are not so kind", and his expression was a bit subtle, but he didn't say anything after all, he followed Xiang Junhua's advice and waited for the winner to be decided.

When the rooster crowed, the gloomy sky was pierced by a ray of light. In an instant, the golden light was like rain, the clouds turned white, and half of the world was lit up.

After waiting all night, the two fell to the ground together, the soles of their shoes stepped on the gravel that had returned to normal, and the weeds along the way were no longer weird and indescribable. They came to the gate of the temple.

Before they were about to push the door open, the door unexpectedly opened by itself.

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