I’m Really An Outsider

"It's all trivial things that are easy to do. You really want to thank me for anything that saves lives. You can visit me in the teahouse from time to time."

Luo Zhoujun had already implied very tactfully.

What can you do in the teahouse?

Of course it's here to spend money.

The interest of these two guys can make his performance soar.

The two looked at each other, and both saw the surprise and confusion in each other's eyes.

What they like is that the senior actually speaks in person, letting them come to the teahouse from time to time.

Doesn't this mean that you will have more opportunities to absorb Taoism in the future?

If this is the case, doesn't it mean that own Cultivation Base will advance by leaps and bounds.

Maybe you can also break through the prince and reach the realm of the emperor!

After the princely realm, there is the human emperor realm, and above it is Sage.

Although the two are the kings of the same country, they are also embraced as emperors by their respective courtiers and subjects.

But only they know that their Realm is not worthy of the word King.

Only those real territorial kingdoms, the kings of the empire, can be called human emperors.

And they are also strong human emperors.

Let's put it this way, the kingdom of the princely realm powerhouse has only a few hundred million or one billion people.

However, the empire controlled by the powerful human beings has tens of billions of people.

The entire wasteland, hundreds of millions of miles, is no more than the top ten empires.

It can be seen that the strong human emperor is already rare.

Of course, this is not to say that there are only these ten strong human emperors in the wasteland. For example, in some big sects, there are also strong emperors sitting on the ground.

"Although senior is an immortal, he can't do everything himself. Some small things still require others to take care of it. It seems that senior has plans to train you and me."

Zhu Xiaofeng said in secret.

"That said, in the future, you and I will both be senior's pawns?"

Qing Dalong's eyes jumped and he was delighted.

Although it is a chess piece, it is also a chess piece of a fairy.

With this level of identity alone, they are enough to run wild in the wasteland.

But both of them understand that although senior is an immortal, he lives in seclusion here. With such a low-key, the two of them will naturally not go so stupid to cause trouble.

But if others dare to provoke them.

Well... there is a senior backing me behind me!

This does not mean that they have a gold medal for avoiding death, as long as they do well, it is enough to bless their own kingdom for thousands of years, and even for thousands of years.

"Senior, what do you think of today's matter?"

Zhu Xiaofeng asked curiously.

Although he has become a senior's pawn, his own people and the world are still being persecuted by ghosts.

"What do I think?"

Luo Zhoujun was a little speechless, thinking that you two were robbed by bandits and fled to me to take refuge. What else can I see?

Can I even set off some fireworks for you to celebrate?

"What else can you look at? It's just a group of desperadoes. Sooner or later they will die without a place to bury them. You can't clean it up, naturally someone will clean it up."

Luo Zhoujun sat in a chair and said after taking a sip of tea.

As soon as these words came out, not only Qing Dalong and the other two were relieved, but Qing Yu and Yu Keke also breathed a sigh of relief.

Listening to senior's meaning, there will be mysterious strong people who will take action to destroy these ghosts.

Who would it be, could it be the senior who took the shot himself?

If this is the case, that would be great.

"Senior, what do you think of the current situation?"

Zhu Xiaofeng asked softly.

He was embarrassed to tell seniors directly, and he could only learn something by tapping on the side.

As in today’s chaos, millions of ghosts are rampant, the people are not living, the entire Martial Venerate continent is in dire straits.

Even if the senior takes the shot, it will solve the world's dangers.

But this disaster will definitely hurt many forces, so what should they do in the end?

Everyone looked at Luo Junjun earnestly, this was what they were most concerned about.

Luo Zhoujun looked at Zhu Xiaofeng weirdly, how could the situation in the poor city change?

Could it be that the price of pork in the downtown area has risen?

Damn it!

This is a big deal.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, many people have to prepare some meat, sausages and bacon at home.

At this time, another wave of price increases, and I don’t have any extra money to buy meat.

At first, the family was living tightly.

"That's naturally a matter of its own ability."

Luo Zhoujun's tone increased a bit.

Yes, it depends on who is capable and who has more money, and can prepare all the bacon and sausages when the price of pork has not risen too high.

The four people were surprised.

Yes, this is the Martial Venerate continent, this is the realm of immortality. If you want to survive, you must eventually be like this senior said.

Each has its own ability.

Only the strong can survive.

Survival of the fittest.

Although Luo Qianjun's voice is very flat, everyone seems to be able to hear the cruelty and the bloody storm in the words.

Suddenly, they seemed to see a battle between humans and ghosts.

Millions of ghosts and human cultivators fought the sky and the earth broke, and the ghosts cried and howled.

Countless human cultivators have fallen, but the ghosts have also been wiped out.

Those who survive in the end are the strong.

Like a senior, didn't he hint at it?

He is the top powerhouse who survived the war between gods and demons.

The four of them sighed.

They are lucky and are blessed by seniors.

"Senior, what is your opinion on this matter?"

Qing Yu took two steps forward, speaking while pointing outside.

She could see hundreds of ghosts running rampant in the endless darkness, madly attacking the human cultivator.

Even many Li ghosts rushed all the way to the teahouse.

Luo Zhoujun looked in the direction Qing Yu pointed out.

It was so dark outside that he couldn't see clearly.

However, he could still guess from the intuition of Life in the poor city for many years, that Qing Yu was referring to Aunt Zhang's house.

"What happened to Aunt Zhang's house?"

Luo Zhoujun secretly said, and he didn't hear any wind.

Could it be that Aunt Zhang's house is going to kill pigs?

This is a good thing.

He believes that with his relationship with Aunt Zhang, he can get discounted pork firsthand.

wrong!

Aunt Zhang just killed the pig some time ago, and gave me some pig kidneys.

Is it possible...

Is her sow about to give birth?

Damn it, this is a happy event.

The sow gives birth to piglets. Doesn't this mean that the old pigs should be sold cheaply?

No, I have to find a time someday to find out.

Thinking of this, Luo Huangjun groaned and said with a slightly serious expression.

"This matter must be fast, a quick fight and a quick resolution, otherwise it will be too late."

Yes, if it’s half a day late, I’m afraid I won’t even be able to buy a pig butt.

"Senior is going to make a move?"

The four people were surprised.

It seems that senior can't bear to watch the common people fall into the deep water.

Worthy of being an immortal, really compassionate, helping the world.

Just when they were thinking about wrongdoing, a sharp voice suddenly came from outside.

Tweeted!

That's the voice of Big Stupid Bird.

Its wings shook, its body soared into the sky, and it went straight to kill the Li ghost in the distance.

At this time, the big stupid bird has sharp eyes, full of hostility, and extremely heavy killing aura, like a demon bird, overlooking the sky and the earth.

In its sharp eyes, all life appears small and insignificant, and life is worse than grass and mustard.

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