Volume 16 Chapter 54

In the story of Yunqin, the black beast, which represents misfortune and disaster, becomes white and full of ice and snow power, just like the fairy in the kingdom of God, which is the real transformation.

Lin Xi stared at the transformation of auspiciousness. From the change of the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth and the breath of auspiciousness, he was slow in the thin air and the extremely cold package. He slowly reflected that this was the original way of practice of auspiciousness. He just lost the environment of ice and snow God, such vitality of heaven and earth, and the beast of auspiciousness, which was difficult in the great wilderness Existence.

He is happy for good luck.

Also in the real awakening change like auspicious, he also figured out more reasons.

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The giant metal chariot surrounded by the red robed divine officials and mountain guards was marching in the north of Yunqin.

Compared with the four seasons plain and qingluan college, there are many new devout believers in the team, which is even larger.

As the sky darkened, a small town of Yunqin appeared in front of the team.

Several red robed magistrates stepped up and left the team. They were ready to enter the town and take away some devout believers of the demon king as they had along the way.

However, their steps suddenly stopped, listening to the voice behind them, they did not even dare to turn back, so they bowed down devoutly.

The whole team knelt on the ground and listened to the footsteps on the ground. Their hearts were filled with great shock and disbelief.

Zhang Ping came out of the giant chariot.

Before that, Zhang Ping did not appear along all the towns and tombs.

And even in the eyes of these devout believers, most of Zhang Ping's strength comes from the armor of the demon king. The armor should be in the giant chariot, so everyone in the team subconsciously thought that Zhang Pingli should stay in the giant chariot.

But now they dare not look up at Zhang Ping, but they can be sure that Zhang Ping just wore a simple black robe and walked out to the town.

All these devout people's bodies tremble uncontrollably, and their eyes become more frightened, devout and fanatical.

This is the junction of beimiaoxiang province and Ganshui Province, which is located in a remote area. The town is very small and common, with only a short street. The houses on both sides of the street are old and simple. There are rotten vegetable leaves floating in the gutter, and even dry chicken excrement can be seen on the ground. From time to time, there are chickens running out of the yard and back of the yard.

Although it is located in a remote place and not affected by the war, the life here is inevitably affected by the chaos in Yunqin, and the shops in the street are a little cold.

Because it's so common, almost all the people in the small town don't know that there is the supreme person who caused the great chaos of Yunqin.

There is a humble pavement in the middle of the street.

The owner of the noodle shop is a middle-aged bald man with ordinary appearance.

Yunqin is usually used to eating noodles in the morning and making small fry at the noodle shop in the evening. At this time, compared with the previous years, people in the small town are living in poverty, and his business is even worse. There is no guest in the shop. The salted vegetables and dried beans he fried in the pot are just for his dinner.

Ordinary and hard-earned life made the middle-aged balding man's face full of humility. When he was flipping over salted vegetables and dried beans, his eyes occasionally fell to an inn diagonally opposite. When he saw the plump and gorgeous landlady inside and some customers laughing and joking, his eyes would be more humble.

Zhang Ping walked along the street.

He stopped at the noodle shop and walked into it.

Hearing the footsteps, the middle-aged balding noodle shop owner looked up. He saw Zhang Ping walking into the noodle shop, but he was a little shocked. He didn't recognize Zhang Ping, and didn't associate Zhang Ping with the legendary devil at that time. He just thought that Zhang Ping's clothes were very luxurious. It was not like sitting down to eat noodles or eating some ordinary stir fry The guests.

So he wondered if Zhang Ping was just asking for directions or other things, but he didn't wait for him to open his mouth. But Zhang Ping has looked at him and said calmly, "a bowl of meat noodles."

The owner of the noodle shop was surprised, but he felt that the guest didn't like to talk too much. He answered immediately and started to face.

Zhang Ping looked coldly at the middle-aged balding, chubby noodle shop owner.

When the noodles came to him, he began to eat noodles slowly. Then he looked at the middle-aged bald noodle shop owner and said slowly, "I don't have money for noodles But I can give you the opportunity to serve me, and I can fulfill your wishes. "

The humble middle-aged bald shop owner was surprised at the first sentence, but he was stunned at Zhang Ping's next sentence.

Zhang Ping didn't pay attention to him. He just ate noodles slowly.

The middle-aged balding man began to think of something, his breathing gradually became rapid, and a pair of long bamboo chopsticks in his hand and the edge of the pot kept bumping.

But he did not dare to ask questions. In his own noodle shop, until Zhang Ping finished eating this bowl of noodles, he did not make any sound, only heavy breathing.

Zhang Ping put down his chopsticks, did not look at him, but turned around and looked at the gorgeous woman in the opposite Inn: "I can fulfill your wish and give her to you."

This middle-aged bald man's breathing sound was originally more heavy in Zhang Ping's turn, but at this time, his breathing sound suddenly stopped.

Zhang Ping turns around and looks at the middle-aged bald man.

Looking at the unique patterns of Zhang Ping's black robe, the balding middle-aged man became more and more aware of the majesty of those patterns, and more and more sure that Zhang Ping said the legendary man.

Looking at Zhang Ping's cold and dignified eyes, the middle-aged balding man dare not let Zhang Ping wait too much. He trembled and lowered his head, "I I don't deserve her. "

"I can give you money and status, enough to match her," Zhang said, deadpan

The greasy cotton padded robe of the middle-aged bald man was gradually soaked with sweat. He dared not look up at Zhang Ping. He summoned up all his courage and all his strength. Then he said in a hoarse voice: "but she has a husband, and now she has a good life."

Zhang Ping said indifferently: "I can make her have no husband, can make her have a bad life In other words, what I give you can make her live better with you than now. "

The water drops on the face of the ordinary shop owner are twisted, and it's not clear whether they are sweat or tears. He and the gorgeous woman have known each other since childhood, but his family situation is ordinary, and he knows that he can't match her at all. Although he has been deeply in love with the woman since he was a child, he has never had the courage to express his heart. He just silently looks at each other and marries others. Today, Zhang Ping suddenly exists, saying that he can meet his wishes, but he is not ecstatic, instead, he is It's a tangle and a huge struggle.

"Why?" He asked, in a tone he felt strange to himself, why Zhang Ping would appear suddenly in front of him, saying that he would meet the wishes of the most ordinary person.

"People like you do things, or there must be a reason." Zhang Ping said indifferently, "but for me, it doesn't need your reasons to do anything."

The noodle shop owner is not a very smart person, but people like him are more awed by the gods, so he naturally understood the meaning of Zhang Ping at the moment, and the existence of Zhang Ping beyond the human world is not the same as them, and can not use their thoughts and feelings to speculate. At the same time, he realized more definitely that as long as he nodded his head and said yes, the woman he liked since childhood would no longer be another's wife, but would really become his own wife.

He was in a more violent struggle, his face paler, and drops of water trickled down his jaw.

Zhang Ping's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and the struggle and hesitation of the middle-aged bald man made him bored.

The middle-aged balding man also felt the boredom of Zhang Ping and the terrible wind flow in the pavement. He felt more and more scared. Then he finally made a decision and shook his head: "I can't do this."

Zhang Ping raised his indifferent eyebrows. He stared at the bald man for a moment and asked, "why?"

The middle-aged bald man said with a cry: "she She doesn't like me. "

This is a very good reason, but Zhang Ping is inexplicably angry.

His eyes seemed to be burning with fire, and his stern voice seemed to come from the hell far away: "does she like you or not, is it important that you can get her, but just for such a reason of inferiority, you refused me."

This middle-aged balding man is just the most ordinary Yunqin people. He wants to stand up straight, but the huge fear makes him unconsciously bend down and kneel down.

"Love is not possession, but giving. If you think so, and make excuses for your inferiority and cowardice, then I can give you a choice." Zhang Ping looked at him and said with a sharp sneer, "you can either accept my gift and take her away as a wife, or you can prove that you can sacrifice everything to make her live a life you think is very good. If that doesn't make sense to you, I can make it a little easier. You either die or you take her to be your wife. "

The middle-aged balding man cried, but he did not dare to cry out, so as not to attract the attention of the rest of the town, especially the people in the opposite Inn, so as not to attract more doom for the people there.

He covered his mouth and nose, crying silently and painfully, his body twisted.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have been thinking about her."

The middle-aged balding man finally made such a sound.

Zhang Ping's pupil slightly contracted.

He knew that the middle-aged balding man had made his own choice.

"Would you rather die than accept my gift?"

Zhang Ping looked at the shop owner who was trembling and twisting, but still refused to change his decision. He suddenly fell into infinite anger.

He stopped talking.

There was a purple black flame on his body.

The pavement burned and everything turned to ashes.

He walked out along the street. There were countless screams and shouts of panic in the whole street. The whole street burned up and turned to ashes.

Zhang Ping walked out of the burning street and accepted the more devout and fearful eyes of the believers outside the town. However, his heart was still filled with anger and unspeakable emotions.

He didn't have any pride