I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

So far, almost no one has been able to measure Zhang Heng's true potential.

It wasn't until the final round of the first-grade bronze brave showdown that no one came late.

What came was an old woman with a crane-haired chicken skin and a walking stick in her hand.

The old woman seems to be very big, his body is thin, as if only skinny is left, Zhang Heng can clearly see from the back of her hand, under her translucent skin, the green snake-like cyan Meridian.

Her hands are like chicken feet, with pointed nails.

The old woman gave birth to a pair of owl-like eyes. When she looked at people, she was always silent, giving people a faint coolness for no reason.

At this time, the old woman was trying hard to raise her head and staring at Zhang Heng in front of her.

When she looks at people, she always raises her head.

On the one hand, she is indeed short, and on the other hand, it is because of her hunchback.

On her back, it was as if she had always carried an invisible boulder, and she could not help but lower her head and bend her back in an oppressive manner.

Her eyes were muddy and round, but they appeared strangely: "The old woman is beautiful and polite."

With that, the old woman Chu Renmei bowed her waist to Zhang Heng and saluted her. Her figure was originally not tall, but when she bent down, she became even shorter, like a child.

However, on the face of Zhang Heng who was opposite him, there was no slightest contempt or neglect. Zhang Heng returned his salute at this time, while opening his eyes, staring straight ahead.

He was not looking at the old woman's body, but the focus of his eyes was fixed on the old woman's hunchback.

The old woman's five senses were keen, and she immediately noticed Zhang Heng's eyes.

The old woman’s face was covered with fine wrinkles and looked like an elm bark. Suddenly a dangerous and weird smile appeared. When she was smiling, her mouth opened, Zhang Heng could see that there was nothing in her mouth. There are a few teeth left, but Zhang Heng doesn't care.

The old woman also knew that Zhang Heng didn't care about her looks. He knew that Zhang Heng cared about other things. She looked at Zhang Heng with a strange smile and said, "Did you see it?"

Hearing the old woman's endless question, Zhang Hen answered without hesitation: "I see it, it's so strong, so big!"

"what is that?"

Zhang Heng clearly saw that there was something above the old woman's hunchback. At this time, it was exuding a breathtaking and dangerous atmosphere.

But Zhang Heng didn't know at all, nor could he think of what the thing he saw himself was.

In response to Zhang Heng's question, the old woman just gave a weird smile again, and then said with her crow-like voice: "You want to know, try it yourself, don't you understand everything?"

After hearing this, Zhang Heng couldn't help touching his nose, and then said, "But, I don't want to die yet. I am also very afraid of death."

Hearing what Zhang Heng said, the old woman couldn't help rolling her eyes. Zhang Heng couldn't help but stay for a moment when she saw her rolling her eyes.

Because the old woman rolls her eyes with an indescribable charm.

This……

At this moment, Zhang Heng heard the white-haired and elegant old man suddenly speak lightly: "Human beauty, don't mess around, you will scare the little brother."

The beautiful old woman from Chu seemed to be at least 80 or 90 years old. At this time, when I saw the white-haired old man who seemed to be only 60 or 70 years old, she suddenly bowed to the gift of a junior and said, "Since Senior With that said, then I won’t scare him, I will use my strength to talk to him."

Seeing Zhang Heng who was puzzled on the side, the white-haired old man sighed slightly and said, "Don't look at her now very old. In fact, her real age is only just over 20 years old."

After hearing the words of the white-haired old man, Chu Renmei's face suddenly showed a deep and weird look. The so-called sadness is more than heartbreaking, it should be this expression.

It turned out that this Chu is as beautiful as an old woman, but she is only in her twenties, no wonder she wants to call the white-haired and elegant old man a senior.

However, facing Zhang Heng at this time, Chu Renmei did not sigh at all. She opened her mouth and said, "Don’t look at me now, who is old and ugly, and hunched over. It seems that I can only walk with a cane. A gust of wind blows by the way he moves, and it may kill me."

"Three years ago, I was still a great beauty who was famous in Anxi. At that time, the young Toshihiko who was waiting in front of my house and wanted to meet me, the son and noble man, I don’t know how many. There are more people in the host’s living room."

It turns out that this Chu is as beautiful as her own name, and she was actually once a beauty who swept all sentient beings.

No wonder, even if she looks old and has become this appearance, she smiles and occasionally moves with an expression, but she still has a trace of indescribable charm and temperament.

Knowing that the other party used to be a great beauty, Zhang Heng had more questions in his heart: "Then why are you..."

Zhang Heng did not say anything. On the semi-circular square, the boys and girls present here understood what Zhang Heng meant, because the questions Zhang Heng wanted to ask were also what they wanted to ask.

They really want to know what kind of horrible incident happened to Chu Renmei that would make a beauty who was under twenty years old turn into a dying old woman in a blink of an eye. People, and this old woman is still a tortoise-backed, ugly old woman.

In many cases, an extremely painful experience has passed, and it will really pass. It is like a very serious scar. After the scar is formed, it doesn't matter.

However, you must not and will not want to recall that tragic experience. After all, recalling the tragic experience of the past is like opening a scarred wound and sprinkling salt on the wound.

Zhang Heng understood this, so he only asked half of it, then suppressed his curiosity and didn't ask any more.

But the Chu Renmei opposite Zhang Heng did not seem to have such awareness, or perhaps, he had reviewed that tragic experience countless times.

No matter how painful the experience is, if you remember it countless times, it will eventually become plain and unremarkable, making the experiencer insensitive and able to face it calmly.

Just like the funny movie, if you watch it more times, it will eventually make you unsmiling.

So Chu Renmei immediately understood what Zhang Heng meant after listening to Zhang Heng’s words, and then she just grinned dryly, and opened her mouth as if nothing had happened: “God is always fair. He gave you beautiful looks. , It may not give you wisdom, it may not give you the talent for practice, it may not give you the talent for practice, it may not give you strong enough physique to support you."

"Of course, there are people from these four who are unexpectedly and perfectly integrated into one. Such a person is the enchantment that the world clocks, and the protagonist of each era."

"And most ordinary people like me, who can have one of them, have already received the blessing of heaven."

"I already have a beauty that is rare in the world. Many people think that I should be satisfied."

"But I would rather use my beauty in exchange for a slightly more outstanding spiritual talent."

Chu Renmei stared at Zhang Heng in front of her, with a burning light in her eyes. The light was envious and greedy. She was envious of Zhang Heng's cultivation talent.

Zhang Heng is only fifteen years old now, and he is already a brave of the first-grade consummation realm, and Zhang Heng's unique learning realm has also reached the Dacheng realm.

What an amazing talent!

It is extremely rare that even the best children of Anxi's top brave family members who can possess such talents are extremely rare!

Chu Renmei envy Zhang Heng because her own spiritual talent is extremely ordinary. She just barely condensed her energy and became a true brave, and it took nearly two years.

If she continues to practice step by step according to her cultivation talent, she may not be able to reach the first-grade Consummation Realm of Qi Refining Realm until death.

This is the huge difference in talent. Some people have been promoted to the first-grade perfection state in less than half a month, and the next grade is also about to break through.

However, some people spend no time, but have limited entry, and their practice speed is slow like a snail crawling.

"I always feel that beauty is like a hundred flowers in full bloom in summer. Although it can attract the attention of countless people in a short period of time, it will eventually wither and wither, and the branches will fall away when the time is up. Only practice can make a person stand alone. Fundamental."

"But my spiritual talent is too bad. I continue to practice day by day, seeing people who are of the same grade as myself before, surpassing myself one by one, and even those who are below me are gradually catching up. , And then left me behind without mercy."

"As time goes by, I have almost despaired. I have almost decided to give up on myself, find a illegitimate child or **** of a brave family who loves me, and marry the other party. I am even seriously considering who to marry. Up."

"But at this moment, I met someone."

Having said that, Chu Renmei suddenly turned her head to look at a certain empty direction in the air.

Maybe she didn't see anyone in the room, but someone who appeared in front of her in her imagination.

Zhang Heng watched Chu Renmei's expression and couldn't help but ask: "What kind of person did you meet?"

After listening to Zhang Heng's words, Chu Renmei turned her head, stared at Zhang Heng, and said, "That person is also an illegitimate son of a family of third-rate brave men. His name is Lu Mingyang. He is the most important person among the people who chase me. The unremarkable one, I almost never saw him face-to-face."

"Even though I was considering who to marry at the time, I never included him in my plan."

"Moreover, I was less than twenty-five years old at that time, but he was almost forty years old. What's worse, he was obviously forty years old, but because of his poor talent for cultivation, he was still the first rank of brave refining. A brave man in the middle stage, seeing his realm, sometimes makes me think of my own spiritual future."

"He always lowered his head unconsciously and curled up into a ball. He didn't dare to speak loudly when he saw people. The whole person felt extremely insignificant."