The Winner is King [Quick Wear]

Chapter 269: Shattered Bronze Sword 8

In the beginning, Zhao Qingxuan had very naive and unrealistic expectations about going out to practice.

He loved to read travel notes when he was young, and his colorful travel notes and novels created a dramatic and perfect fairy tale dream for Zhao Qingxuan.

In his mind, experiencing this kind of thing must be magnificent, dangerous, and thrilling. There are also various adventures, adventures, and challenges in the middle. You can pick up all kinds of treasures on the road. Every secret realm has a secret card, and there are relics of the predecessors. If you go down to the mortal world to overcome the calamity, then the story is even more romantic. Immortals go down to earth, not only grow up on their own adventures, but also uphold justice for mortals and gain their worship.

In a word, in Zhao Qingxuan’s heart, experience is a dangerous, but thrilling but romantic thing.

Since being brought into Chonghua by accident, Zhao Qingxuan has not left the Chonghua faction for more than ten years.

Knowing nothing about the word experience is like a blank sheet of paper.

After Baili Junxin brought Zhao Qingxuan into the mortal world, Zhao Qingxuan realized that the book was completely deceiving.

Zhao Qingxuan had been on foot for almost two months since he descended to the world. Only then did Zhao Qingxuan realize that most of the time during the training was boring. The training was all about patience.

Walking in the jungle, in the desert, and in the mountains is a kind of practice in itself.

The biggest test in the experience is loneliness and loneliness.

This is the case with all experiences, thrills and dangers only account for a small part, and more of it is the test of time for patience and perseverance.

Of course, the romance may not exist, but the thrills are there.

After walking in the mortal world for three months, Zhao Qingxuan and Baili Junxin finally arrived at one of their destinations – Wanglong Village.

There is a large piece of coke-like land in the village, where is the former home of Zhao Qingxuan, who was destroyed by stray bullets when Nangongtai and Xie Xiu fought.

However, before Zhao Qingxuan could sigh, a group of strong men with hoes and sickles rushed over to him, shouting and killing.

“Catch him, don’t let him run away!”

“You stinky boy, come back!”

“The disaster star is back, brothers, hurry up!”

Zhao Qingxuan had a question mark on his forehead, he didn’t understand why the villagers reacted so fiercely. Did he do nothing? How did you get this chase?

“Don’t stay still, let’s go!” Baili Junxin pulled Zhao Qingxuan and ran away. According to the rules of heaven, they cannot use their spiritual power in the mortal world. They are besieged by twenty or thirty strong men with weapons, and the situation is very unfavorable.

Those who know the current affairs are Junjie, and those who walk are the best.

“Why are you running? Can’t we make it clear?”? Zhao Qingxuan is still very naive.

Jun Baili was too lazy to explain to him, so he just dragged him by the collar of his shirt and ran for his life.

Zhao Qingxuan was inexplicable, and shouted at the top of his voice: “Folks, I’m Zhao Qingxuan. My family used to be here, I’m an acquaintance! Show mercy!”

Then excitedly, the villagers shouted: “It’s you Zhao Qingxuan who beat you!”

I only heard someone shouting loudly: “Folks, it’s Zhao Qingxuan! That calamity star is back! We’re going to be unlucky again!”

“kill him!”

“kill him!”

“Kill Zhao Qingxuan to death!”

In the beginning, the chase of these villagers was a ridiculous farce, but now the atmosphere is terrifying and evil.

Hoes and sticks were smashed down heavily, and the ground was smashed into pits one after another. The ruthless strength is really going to put Zhao Qingxuan to death.

There is deep hatred in their eyes, extreme disgust in their mouths, and another emotion – greed.

For a moment, Jun Baili couldn’t think of what they were greedy for.

“Retreat first!” Baili Junxin grabbed Zhao Qingxuan around a corner and ducked.

The villagers chased after them with simple weapons in their hands.

They finally got rid of the tracking and turned the corner.

*

“Oh my God!” Zhao Qingxuan had lingering fears, and the feeling of being shouted and killed by so many people was uncomfortable.

Many people in the spiritual world have high self-esteem, saying that mortals are as fragile as ants, and can be crushed to death with half a finger. Those who say this, please go down from the spiritual world to the mortal world and tell mortals in person! Let’s see if mortals can beat the pretentious monks to death!

“We are finally safe!” Zhao Qingxuan sighed, with a kind of happiness for the rest of his life.

There are thrills, it is not exciting at all, it is terrible, and it is not romantic at all.

This kind of danger is better to read in the novel. He would rather his experience be as boring as the beginning of this experience. He didn’t want to embody the life-threatening fun of the three-dimensional.

Bailijun shook his head and joked: “I am the sword spirit, and they can’t see me. I have always been safe. The only danger is you.”

It’s really my sister!

The corners of Zhao Qingxuan’s mouth twitched, this joke was not funny and terrible.

“Why did the people in Wanglong Village react so?” Baili Jun thought to himself. She was going to wait until night to find out.

“Have you been pranked by immortals before?” Zhao Qingxuan guessed: “There must be a misunderstanding here.”

He vaguely remembered the people and things in this village. Although he couldn’t name them, in his memory, they were all very gentle and kind villagers, completely different from the fierce bandits just now.

“In that case, I’ll write a letter to explain our situation first, and then ask what’s going on. I hope they are willing to communicate.” Baili Jun said in his heart.

The matter of Wanglong Village cannot be avoided or avoided. This is the cause and effect of Zhao Qingxuan. I came here to settle the cause and effect.

They can only find ways to communicate with the irrational villagers.

*

That night, Junxin Baili and Zhao Qingxuan took a seat in a broken temple outside Wanglong Village to rest.

The first half of the night was smooth and quiet.

In the second half of the night, something went wrong. Baili Junxin always felt that someone was looking at her, and she could smell a **** smell approaching.

Dots of fluorescent green light lit up in the night sky, suggesting pairs of eyes. One person after another approached the temple.

Baili Jun expanded his spiritual link silently and listened to some conversations easily.

“That Zhao Qingxuan is really a disaster star? He is very good-looking.

“Kefkemuke died of the whole family, and he lived alone. Life is too hard.”

“This poisonous constitution… Do we really want to eat it? Will it be contagious?”

“A monk’s meat can be eaten for a long time. Even if there are some side effects, it is not a big deal. I am willing to bear it.”

“By the way, is this native method really spiritual? Can it really live forever?”

“Of course! You can return to your youth, or you can look at the people in the next village. That is a shaved monk. Everyone is twenty years younger.”

“This…isn’t it good?”

“It’s not the first time, what are you pretending to be!”

“That catastrophe harmed Wanglong Village, and cutting a few pieces of his flesh would be his atonement.”

Baili Junxin: ? ! !

what’s the situation? Did she hear it right?

What are these people in Wanglong Village doing? Cannibalism for longevity, Journey to the West? Is there really such a bad habit in the mortal world? !

so brutal? !