This time hundreds of rotten eggs and rotten tomatoes fly up, even if Zhuo Weiran is stronger, he will inevitably be splashed with colorful yellow and white.

Ling Chuxi hiding in the crowd, watching the scene secretly funny.

Jinganyuan is really a strange place. It is quite different from the holy land of zongmen. In detail, it is similar to that of other countries in the mainland. It is the same as the coins used, and the local conditions and customs are similar. If it had not been known that this was an independent space, Ling Chuxi might have mistakenly thought that he had come to a paradise hidden among countries.

Ling Chuxi was suddenly a little curious. Why did those top players create such a space?

I remember Liang Yunru vaguely mentioned that this is a little compensation given to her by those top powerful people. Why not create a space with abundant spiritual power and can greatly improve her cultivation as the holy land of the sect, but such a space can only prolong her life but not help her strength much?

What is the purpose of her compensation?

Although her heart is full of doubts, she has already seen that Liang Yunru does not want to mention more, so she can only hide the doubts in her heart.

The crowd has stopped. It is estimated that all the people can throw have been thrown away, and there is no more to throw.

Zhuo Weiran's face is not good-looking. No matter who is, there is a pile of rotten eggs and rotten tomatoes on his body. He is dizzy and dizzy by the stench. It is estimated that his face is not much better.

"OK, OK. When I occupy Jing'an City, I'll see how I deal with you." Zhuo Weiran tried to resist the impulse to kill, and said in his heart.

In any case, Jing'an city is about to be won. He doesn't want to create extra troubles at this time. If he really provokes public anger, the whole city people will attack it, even if he is strong enough, he can't cope with it. What's more, although his real purpose of seizing Jing'an city is to ask jianjingxin, he has also thought about the addiction of being a city master. If all the people have run away, what's the meaning of him as a city Lord.

"Zhuo Weiran, do you want to take a bath first? Don't you feel sick to fight like this?" Liang Yunru raised her eyebrows and said.

If it was not for the sake of pretending to be hurt, she would have laughed out loud in her temperament. Ling Chuxi was really interesting. She even came up with such a sinister trick. Of course, she could see who had thrown the rotten egg the first time. If she had not taken the lead, the people in this city would have been angry. No one would have dared to do so.

Generation after generation lived and worked happily and carefree. These people had lost the spirit of their ancestors. Although they still had some strength, their character was no different from that of common people. However, this is what I promised their ancestors at the beginning, so that their children and grandchildren can live happily for generations to come.

Haven't been so happy for a long time, have you? Liang Yunru's mind, inexplicably emerged a very familiar but extremely distant figure. I remember that for a long time, he was also like Chuxi, happy and weird, which always made him helpless and funny.

Dust laden memory opened quietly, feeling as if back to the good times.

"Will he come back? Can you really come back? " Liang Yunru's eyes became a little confused.

The next moment, Zhuo Wei was interrupted.

"No, it's not disgusting. Do it." Zhuo Wei Ran's face turned white and said to Liang Yunru.

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