The black beast that represents doom and disaster in Yun Qin's story has turned into snow white and is covered with the power of ice and snow, like a fairy in the kingdom of God.
This is a real metamorphosis.
Lin Xi looked at the transformation of Jixiang in a daze, from the changes in the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth and the breath of Jixiang's body, he was a little sluggish in the thin air and extremely cold package, and slowly reacted that this was the way Jixiang should have cultivated, but it was only because of the environment of the Ice and Snow God Plain, such the vitality of heaven and earth, and the demon beasts of the auspicious vein, that they were struggling to survive in the great wilderness.
He was happy to be auspicious.
Also in the real awakening change like auspiciousness, he also figured out more truths.
The metal giant chariot surrounded by the red-robed priest and the mountain guard knight marched in the northern part of Yunqin.
Compared to when they entered the Four Seasons Plains and Qingluan Academy, there were already many new devout disciples in this team, and the team seemed even larger.
The sky gradually darkened, and a Yunqin town appeared in front of the team.
Several red-robed priests quickened their pace and broke away from the group, preparing to enter the town as they had done along the way, taking some of the Demon King's devout disciples with them.
However, their steps stopped abruptly, and they did not even dare to turn back when they heard the sound coming from behind, so they bowed down reverently.
The whole team fell to their knees, listening to the footsteps on the ground, and their hearts were filled with great shock and disbelief.
Zhang Ping walked out of the giant chariot.
Prior to this, when passing through all the towns and tombs, Zhang Ping had not shown his figure.
And even in the minds of these devout believers, most of Zhang Ping's strength comes from the armor of the demon king.
That armor should be in the giant chariot, so everyone in this team also subconsciously thought that Zhang Ping should stay in the giant chariot.
However, although they didn't dare to look up at Zhang Ping now, they were all sure that Zhang Ping just walked out in a simple black sè robe and walked towards the town.
Thinking of the implications, the bodies of all these devout believers trembled uncontrollably, and their eyes became more fearful, reverent, and fanatical.
This is the junction of Beimiao Province and Ganshui Province, located in the middle of nowhere, the town is very small and ordinary, only a short street, the houses on both sides of the street are old and simple, there are rotten vegetable leaves floating in the water ditch, and you can even see dry chicken poop on the ground.
From time to time, free-range chickens run out of the yard and run to the back of the yard and go nowhere.
Although it is located in the middle of nowhere and has not been affected by the war, the chaos in Yunqin has inevitably affected life here, and the shops in the streets seem a little deserted.
Because it was so ordinary, almost all the people in the town didn't know that it was the supreme person who caused the chaos in Yunqin and Qin that walked in.
There is a nondescript noodle shop in the middle of the street.
The owner of the noodle shop is a middle-aged balding man with an extremely ordinary appearance.
Yun Qin is generally used to eating noodles in the morning, and the noodle shop generally makes some small stir-fry in the evening, at this time, the life of the people in the town is more poor than in previous years, and his business is even more difficult, there is no customer in the store, he stir-fried pickles and dried bean curd in the pot, just for his own dinner.
The ordinary and poor life made this middle-aged bald man's face full of humility, and while stir-frying pickles and dried beans, his eyes occasionally fell to an inn diagonally opposite, and when he saw the plump and flamboyant proprietress who was smiling and joking with some of the shopkeepers, he would have more inferiority complex in his eyes Zhang Ping walked along the street.
He stopped at the noodle shop and walked into it.
Hearing the footsteps, the middle-aged bald noodle shop owner raised his head, he saw Zhang Ping who walked into the noodle shop, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, he didn't recognize Zhang Ping, and he didn't associate Zhang Ping with the legendary demon king at this time, but he felt that Zhang Ping's clothes were very luxurious, so luxurious that he didn't look like a guest who sat down to eat noodles or ate some fried dishes with his ordinary taste.
So he was a little skeptical that Zhang Ping was just asking for directions or other things, but he didn't wait for him to speak.
Zhang Ping was already looking at him and said calmly: "A bowl of meat noodles." ” The owner of the noodle shop was a little surprised, but he felt that the customer didn't like to talk much, so he immediately answered and got down.
Zhang Ping looked indifferently at the middle-aged bald, slightly chubby noodle shop owner.
When the noodles were served in front of him, he began to eat the noodles slowly, and then looked at the middle-aged bald noodle shop owner, and said slowly: "I don't have any noodles but I can give you the opportunity to serve me, and I can fulfill your wishes." ” The humble and shrunken middle-aged bald shop owner was a little surprised at first when he heard the first sentence, but when he heard Zhang Ping's next sentence, he was stunned.
Zhang Ping ignored him, just took care of himself and slowly ate noodles.
The middle-aged balding man began to think of something, his breathing gradually became rapid, and the pair of long bamboo chopsticks he held in his hand kept bumping against the edge of the pot.
But he didn't dare to ask, in his noodle shop, until Zhang Ping finished eating this bowl of noodles, he didn't make any sound, only heavy breathing.
Zhang Ping put down his chopsticks and didn't look at him, but turned around and looked at the gorgeous woman in the inn opposite: "I can fulfill your wish and give her to you." ” The middle-aged bald man's breathing was originally heavier when Zhang Ping turned around, but when he heard this sentence, his breathing suddenly stopped.
Zhang Ping turned around and looked at the middle-aged balding man.
The middle-aged bald man looked at the unique patterns of the black robe on Zhang Ping's body, and felt more and more the majesty of those patterns, and became more and more sure that Zhang Ping said that the legendary person.
Looking at Zhang Ping's indifferent and majestic gaze, the middle-aged bald man didn't dare to let Zhang Ping wait too much, he trembled and lowered his head, "I, I don't deserve her." ” Zhang Ping said expressionlessly: "I can give you money and status, which is enough to be worthy of her." ” The middle-aged bald man's greasy cotton robe was gradually soaked with sweat, he didn't dare to look up at Zhang Ping, and it took all his courage and strength before he said hoarsely: "But she already has a husband, and now she is doing well." ” Zhang Ping said indifferently: "I can let her have no husband, I can make her have a bad life, or rather, what I gave you can make her live better with you than now." ” The water on the face of the ordinary noodle shop owner twisted down, and it was impossible to tell whether it was sweat or tears.
He and the gorgeous woman have known each other since childhood, but his family background is ordinary, and he feels that he is not worthy of her at all, although he has been deeply in love with that woman since he was a child, but he has never even had the courage to confide in his heart because of his inferiority, just silently watching the other party marry someone else, and there is a sudden existence like Zhang Ping in today's ri, saying that he can meet his wishes, but he is not ecstatic, but is caught in a tangled and huge struggle.
"Why" he asked in a tone that he felt unfamiliar, wondering why Zhang Ping suddenly appeared in front of him, saying that he wanted to fulfill the wishes of a most ordinary person like himself.
"Someone like you does something, or must need some reason."
Zhang Ping said indifferently: "But for me, I don't need your reason to do anything. ” The noodle shop owner is not a very smart person, but people like him are more in awe of the gods, so he naturally understands what Zhang Ping means at this moment, and understands that Zhang Ping's existence beyond the mortal world is not different from them, and he can't use their thoughts and emotions to figure it out at all.
At the same time, he realized with more certainty that as long as he nodded and said yes now, the woman he liked since childhood would no longer be someone else's wife, but would really become his own wife.
He struggled even harder, his face paler, drops of water dripping down his jaw.
Zhang Ping's brows furrowed slightly, and the middle-aged balding man's struggle and hesitation made him a little bored.
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The middle-aged bald man also felt Zhang Ping's boredom, and felt that there was a terrible wind flowing in the noodle shop, and he felt more and more frightened, and then he finally made up his mind and shook his head: "I can't do this." ” Zhang Ping's indifferent eyebrows raised, he stared at the middle-aged bald man for a moment, and asked, "Why?"
The middle-aged bald man cried, "She doesn't like me." ” This is a very good reason, but Zhang Ping is inexplicably angry.
There seemed to be a flame burning in his eyes, and a stern voice seemed to come from the far reaches of hell: "Does it matter if she likes you or not, you can get her, but you refuse me just for such an inferior reason." ” This middle-aged bald man was just the most ordinary Yun Qin person, he wanted to stand up straight, but the great fear made him unconsciously bend his body and kneel.
"Love is not possession, but giving, if you really think so, make excuses for your inferiority and cowardice, then I can give you a choice."
Zhang Ping looked at him and sneered sharply: "Either you accept my gift and take her as your wife, or you prove that you can sacrifice everything and let her live a life that you feel is good."
If this sentence does not make you understand, I can say it more simply, you will either die or take her as a wife. ” The middle-aged bald man cried, but he didn't dare to cry out anything, so as not to attract the attention of the rest of the town, especially the people in the inn opposite, so as not to attract more bad luck to the people there.
He covered his mouth and nose, crying silently and in pain, his body twisting.
"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have thought of her all the time."
The middle-aged, balding man ended up making such a sound.
Zhang Ping's pupils contracted slightly.
He knew that the middle-aged balding man had made his choice.
"You'd rather die than accept my gift" Zhang Ping looked at the noodle shop owner who was trembling and twisted all over his body but still refused to change his decision, and he suddenly fell into infinite anger.
He stopped talking.
Purple and black flames poured out of his body.
The dough shop burned, and everything was reduced to ashes.
He walked out of the street, and there were countless screams and exclamations of terror throughout the street, and the whole street burned and turned to ashes.
Zhang Ping walked out of the burning streets, receiving the more devout and fearful gazes of the believers in the wilderness outside the town, but his heart was still filled with anger and unspeakable emotions.
He didn't have any pride or pride.
Not only did the most ordinary, inferior middle-aged bald man in today's life frustrate his will, but his nameless anger also made him understand that he was not completely detached from the emotions of the world as he thought, and he understood that he was not like what he thought before, and he could no longer care about Qin Xiyue
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