Pope System of Rebirth

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"Welcome to the perfect world of the first realm of Shenma space arranged by the great Heaven Realm master Shenma. In this world, everything is perfect. The premise is that you are a good person, a very good person.

... A good person who is moral and rational... who cares about flowers and plants... In short, you must be a perfect good person. After ten days, if you are still alive, then... Congratulations, you can get rewards and can enter.

The second realm of Shenma Space. Bless you, good boy!"

A strange voice sounded in everyone's minds, echoing over and over again until it was inaudible. And Qin Lang also knew this passage by heart...

After writing down that passage, Qin Lang felt his eyes blur and found himself in a strange place. A girl appeared next to him.

Qin Lang was stunned for a moment: "Who are you?"

"I'm a cutie."

"What, you actually came out?"

Qin Lang was surprised and found that he seemed to have the ability to summon, and at the same time there were countless eggs in his consciousness space.

Moreover, his own strength has declined a lot.

He looked at this place again and found that it was indeed strange.

Qin Lang's feet were covered with soil, and behind him were a series of yellow mud huts. The smoke was rising, and the smell of rice was brought to Qin Lang's nose by the breeze. He swallowed subconsciously, as if he could hear that house.

The young and old gathered around the dinner table chatting and laughing...

Looking up, there is a wilderness in the distance, with honest old cows plowing the fields. This reflects the hard-working spirit of the cattle people!

It has a good rural feel, pastoral scenery, warm and touching.

Logically speaking, all this is normal, but why does Qin Lang feel weird?

That's because there is a fat native dog in front of you. It can speak. It has a rough voice. It should be a male dog. By the way, he is speaking in human language and is talking to a mouse: "Xiao Hei."

, tell me. You stole half a grain of rice from my master again. What should I do about this?"

"Haha, I'm sorry, Rhubarb, I'm really hungry." A skinny little mouse said with some shame. It also spoke in human language. Its voice was a bit shrill, but it also sounded feminine.

Unique femininity.

There is no doubt that this is a female mouse.

The native dog named Dahuang touched the dog's head. It seemed to be thinking. Suddenly, it opened its mouth and smiled... Yes, it was indeed a smile. It comforted: "Then it's the same old rules, right? Hammer my legs for a month.

Right? I can pick out half a grain of rice from between my teeth and put it into my master's bowl. In this case, my master won't blame you."

The little mouse suddenly lowered his head, seeming a little embarrassed.

Finally, the little mouse raised his head and said to the native dog: "I promise you, I am really grateful to Rhubarb, and it has caused you to eat less than half a grain of rice. It is really uneasy."

"Haha, Xiao Hei, you must live strong. There are fewer and fewer rats. Most of them starve to death. Only the beautiful ones can be kept as pets. The rats will be born after three months.

You must dress up nicely for the tribal beauty contest." The native dog seemed to be very sympathetic to the situation of the rat tribe, especially the little mouse, who was very caring and considerate of the emperor's daughter.

The little mouse bowed deeply to the fat native dog. This should be a very noble gift of thanks. Then, the little mouse got into the soil hole below and disappeared...

"Oh, I missed half a grain of rice, and I will probably lose half a catty... Forget it, I promised Xiao Hei, and I must do it. Well, the master hasn't started eating yet, so I have to hurry up...

"

The native dog sighed helplessly, and then hurried towards a mud house with firm eyes.

Witnessing this ridiculous scene throughout the whole process, yes, Qin Lang and Xiaocutai are extremely lucky.

Entering this weird world, the two of them still held their hands together, which made both of them breathe a sigh of relief.

"Could this be the so-called perfect world in the first realm of Shenma Space?" Qin Lang looked at the little cutie and asked in a dazed and ashamed voice.

It feels so ridiculous. Dogs and mice can speak human language, and the way they handle things is amazing. It's so...reasonable, so...peaceful, so...

When the world's values ​​undergo unreasonable moral changes, it is completely unacceptable.

The cute little face moved slightly and suddenly said: "I think this world is very scary, at least it is weirder than everything in the sea."

Scary? Yes, this is the feeling that naturally arises in the little cutie's heart. Not only her, but Qin Lang also feels this way, which makes him very uncomfortable.

A perfect world!

Is there such a thing as perfection in the world? Everything in this world goes against common sense.

The two of them realized this at the same time. Qin Lang smiled helplessly and said, "Ai'er, don't think about it too much. Where is I?"

Staring at Qin Lang, the little cutie pursed her lips and smiled. Her body slowly leaned into Qin Lang's arms, as if looking for a feeling of peace of mind.

Qin Lang's eyes were filled with strange light, and he secretly thought in his heart: "Perfect? ​​What does it mean? I can't understand! It's like this. Then I'm going to try it. Why should I, Qin Lang, be afraid of it?"

The first perfect world of Shenma Space.

Countless young people who were 'lucky' to survive entered this world. Everyone remembered the most important words, that is, to be a perfect good person, and the only thing to do is to live. Those who persist in not dying after ten days will be

You can get rewards and enter the second realm of Shenma Space.

No one can resist, only follow the rules of the game of "Shenma Space", move forward, move forward, and move forward!

Qin Lang and Xiao Keai were in a village. At first, they felt that everything was so incredible and ridiculous, but then, they no longer felt that way.

Because the two of them felt hungry. Yes, the two of them were indeed very strong, but as beings in the mortal realm, they would also be hungry.

After entering the basin of the Tianlong Mountains, I began to constantly resist all attacks. This greatly consumed the body's energy. Later, when I entered the sea, it consumed a lot of energy. It would be strange if I wasn't hungry.

After consuming a huge amount of energy in their bodies, all the young people began to feel hungry.

Under normal circumstances, they would not be hungry even if they went without food for three days, but in these short three hours, the amount of energy they consumed was unbearable.

At this time, it was noon. The aroma of rice wafting from the farmhouse was like bait, attracting the greedy minds of all the young people.

Naturally, Qin Lang and Xiao Keai are no exception.

"What should we do? There is no food. Let's see how the villagers here do?" Qin Lang touched his rumbling stomach and said with a smile, the God of Pulses.

He and Little Cutie headed towards the farmhouse at the back. Along the way, Qin Lang found that there were hundreds of young people who were just like them, no, even worse than them.

The clothes on these young people are in tatters. There is a thick layer of blood and dirt on them, which represents the hardships they have endured. At this time, they still have to run around for food.

As the pioneer, he was a handsome and masculine young man. He was the first to enter a low earthen house. Everyone's eyes were focused on the young man, and they silently prayed for the young man in their hearts.

He can achieve his wishes and goals.

"Old man, I...can I have a bowl of rice?" came the young man's somewhat restrained question from the earthen house.

All the young people's ears seemed to be amplified. They listened attentively to the words in the room, and Qin Lang and Xiao Keai were no exception.

When the young man asked this historic sentence, all the young people were guessing the reaction and answer of the owner of the earthen house, but what happened next made the young people a little unbelievable:

"Haha, young man, of course you can, just go ahead and eat it?" came the old man's hoarse but joyful reply from inside the room.

Then, after the young man thanked him, he immediately started to move.

"Oooh...um...it smells so good..."

After the young people heard the sound of devouring food outside, they immediately felt at ease and rushed towards some mud houses.

Qin Lang and Xiao Keai also breathed a sigh of relief. They aimed at a mud house and ran towards it. There were not a few houses in the countryside. There were probably more than a hundred households, which could provide enough food for all the young people.

Food needs.

Just when Qin Lang and Xiao Kaitai were about to step into the hut in front of them, Xiaozhu suddenly exclaimed: "No, master, don't enter."

Out of instinctive trust in Xiaozhu, Qin Lang retracted his outstretched leg in an instant, pulled the little cutie behind him, and looked at Xiaozhu with some confusion.

The little pig floated in front of Qin Lang. There was a hint of fear and solemnity in the pig's eyes. It said slowly: "The power in this world seems to have formed an inherent rule. When you gain something, you will also lose something."

thing."

Qin Lang, whose brows were slightly twitching, touched his stubbled chin, looked at Xiaozhu and said, "You mean...if I eat, I will definitely lose something? Isn't this ridiculous?"

"

Being stared at by Qin Lang with some confusion and disbelief, Xiaozhu nodded decisively and agreed with Qin Lang's understanding.

Qin Lang knew that Xiaozhu was absolutely justified, and he understood in his heart that although Xiaozhu was still a toddler, he was an ancient ferocious beast after all, and there was no need to doubt his sensing ability.

After Xiaozhu's warning, Qin Lang had no choice but to explain to the little cutie that both of them were a little helpless.

But if it goes on like this, it is not a good thing after all. Qin Lang's Xiuyi face moved slightly, and he smiled suddenly: "Let's secretly observe what those young people who 'get' rice will lose, right?"

The little cutie raised her eyebrows and said, "Well, okay? That's all."

The two people immediately decided to see what happened to the first young man. When they approached the earthen house, based on the sounds inside, Qin Lang and Xiao Keai looked at each other and understood that the young man had just finished three bowls of rice.

"Young man, do you want more?" the caring voice of the old man in the room came out.

"Thank you, uncle, I'm full..." The young man expressed his gratitude immediately, his voice trembled slightly, and he sounded extremely excited.

Obviously, facing such a hospitable old man, the young man could not help but be moved.

But the old man suddenly interrupted the young man: "Young man, you actually ate my food, can you be my grandson?"

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The young man was stunned for a long time. When he came back to his senses, he expressed regret and said: "Old man, I'm sorry, I will leave here in ten days. I'm afraid I can't..."

"Young man, I want you to stay here forever and be my good grandson." The voice of the old man in the room was full of determination.

The old man's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing against stainless steel, but when he said these words, people ignored the unpleasant feeling, and a strange breath emerged...

After not hearing the young man's answer for a long time, Qin Lang and Xiao Keai suddenly felt frightened. Sweat slowly broke out on their foreheads. A bad expectation appeared.

Just when Qin Lang and Xiaocutie were getting impatient, there was another sound in the room:

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? You seem very happy..."

There is no doubt that this is the voice of a young man, but it is as if he has completely changed. He seems to have truly become the grandson of an old man.

Qin Lang and Xiao Keai had horror in their eyes. Yes, this was an emotion they had never experienced before.

This old man actually completely changed the mind and consciousness of a young man who was in the seventh level of mortal realm.

How weird is this? At least Qin Lang and Xiao Keai were calm at this moment. The two of them left the Tsuchiya without hesitation, and only then did they realize that sweat was pouring from their bodies...

They stood there in silence for several minutes. The two of them slowly came to their senses, and then they were speechless for a while, but it was difficult to make a sound when they opened their mouths.

After taking a few deep breaths, Qin Lang said hoarsely: "Let's go and see how other people are doing? Are they all like this?"

The little cutie's pretty face moved slightly, and after a hum, the two of them once again approached a mud house.

"Is that young man already dead?" Halfway through, the little cutie suddenly asked.

"Yes, I lost my instinctive will and changed my thinking due to the identity imposed on me. From this moment on, a strong young man died in this world, but a young farmer came to life."

Qin Lang sighed helplessly, his mind was still unable to settle down, and none of this could make him feel relieved.

The two of them observed several huts without speaking, and discovered an even more terrifying fact. Some of them had transformed into young farmers just like the first young man. This was a good thing, but the problem was that some had transformed into pigs, or others.

It belongs to a dog, and one is particularly outrageous:

"My dear child, I want you to stay here forever and be my stool." These were the words of a middle-aged peasant woman who was fat enough to fall to heaven, and said to a short, fat young man with muscles all over his body.

This young man doesn't seem to be from the human race, he is from the dwarf race. This is what the little cutie told Qin Lang.

Then, the pudgy young man really turned into a stool!

Qin Lang and Xiaocutai are sure this is true, because it is a talking stool...

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Powerlessness, fear... and other emotions emerged in the hearts of Qin Lang and Xiaokai. These so-called 'peasants' were too scary.

Qin Lang Xiuyi's face was slightly distorted, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching: "Oh my God! These terrible farmers... are simply like gods."

Standing in the quiet and leisurely mountain village, Qin Lang and Xiaocutie felt trembling and frightened.

Yes, in this perfect world, a terrible rule binds all young people who enter it. This rule is so overbearing that even the original inhabitants of this world can take advantage of it.

For the first time, Qin Lang felt a sense of powerlessness, mainly because he had no way to start, and there was no way to be immune to this rule.

Now Qin Lang is very troubled. Yes, his body is weak due to hunger, and the shock he received on the spiritual level also makes him at a loss. This is the first time Qin Lang has been like this.

However, panic and fear cannot solve the problem after all!

Qin Lang, who understood this, suddenly turned around and said to the little cutie: "Ai'er, we have to get out of here. If we are hit by villagers, I wonder what terrible things will happen?"

The little cutie's expression changed, and she immediately stopped talking, and ran out of the village with Qin Lang.

Just when the two of them were about to arrive outside the village, an old man who looked a little sad appeared in front of Qin Lang, looking at the two of them expectantly, as if he wanted to ask for something.

Looking at the old man standing in front of him and the little cutie, Qin Lang didn't dare to neglect him at all. Although he was cursing crazily in his heart, he still had a smile on the surface, and the little cutie was just like him, the two of them were smiling.

He nodded towards the old man and tried to walk around the old man's body.

"Two lovely children, please help me, this poor old man?" The old man suddenly asked the two of them. His voice was unpleasant. Just like his aging face, it gave people a very uncomfortable feeling.

Qin Lang and Xiao Kaitai had to stop. They looked at the old man with some confusion. They didn't understand what the old farmer in front of them wanted to do.

Yes, this old man has a sallow complexion, cloudy eyes, and sunken cheeks. He looks like he is about to die. He is the kind of old farmer who works hard all year round. And it is foreseeable that at such an old age, he is probably still busy every day.

"Alas! It's this season again, this beautiful time. Those years that I have never remembered, a touch of sadness hovers in my heart. Maybe regret is a kind of beauty. Nostalgic..." The old man looked up at the sky.

Sighing deeply.

Qin Lang and Little Cutie were dumbfounded. They really didn't understand the meaning of what the old man said. It seemed to be very profound.

After sighing for about ten minutes, the old man was still sighing about life to himself...

"Damn it. This old bastard has no fun anymore, and he doesn't care whether people can tolerate it or not." Qin Lang's eyes almost burst into flames, and there was a surge of anger in his heart, making him tense up unconsciously.

Damn, if Qin Lang had a knife in his hand at this moment, he would really want to stab the person in front of him to death...

As if feeling the anger in Qin Lang's heart, the little cutie squeezed Qin Lang's hand. After understanding what the cutie meant, Qin Lang took a deep breath helplessly and said to himself: "Viewing is empty, nothing is empty...

"

After reciting Buddhist scriptures silently in his mind several times, Qin Lang finally felt slightly calmer.

It can be seen that as a man, Qin Lang's endurance is not as strong as that of Little Cutie, because Little Cutie listens with great interest...

It seemed that the old man was deliberately going against Qin Lang. After Qin Lang calmed down his anger, he stopped sighing, turned to look at the two of them, and said: "Two young men, I am old and can't plow the fields anymore.

Can you help me?"

What do you mean? Old? Plowing the fields? Could it be that you were able to plow the fields when you were young? Qin Lang and the little cutie looked at each other and muttered with some depression in their hearts.

The old man smiled and said: "Oh, I'm sorry, I mean I am old and my cow has also fallen down. It can no longer plow the fields."

Finally, he understood what the old farmer in front of him meant. He hoped to turn Qin Lang and the little cutie into two cows. After realizing this, Qin Lang's pupils instantly narrowed, staring straight at the old farmer, and said: "Old man, you need

New cows are coming..."

The old man interrupted Qin Lang's words, and the wrinkles on his face loosened a lot. His smile made his stomach hurt and he said: "Yes, young man, you are so smart, and you are very suitable to be mine..."

"Shutup...Old man, in fact, people can also plow fields. No cows are needed. Look, I am a human being. I am better at plowing fields than cows. Sadism: The scapegoat bride!" After yelling "Shut up" in English.

, Qin Lang broke out into a cold sweat, and immediately spoke without hesitation.

The shocking words Qin Lang said at this moment made the old man's mouth open, and even the little cutie was a little dumbfounded.

After saying this, Qin Lang realized what he had said. While he was a little regretful, Qin Lang was also a little glad that he finally avoided the fate of becoming a cow!

No doubt about it!

If the old man says the word 'cow', Qin Lang will turn into a hard-working and strong ox in the next moment. The unparalleled ox king who attracts thousands of beautiful cows. His elegance is far better than the legendary ox demon king, creating the world of heaven and earth.

Legend, regarded as a mythical mad bull by millions of generations, its monument...

Thinking of this, Qin Lang felt a chill. It was better to be a human being!

The little cutie also breathed a sigh of relief. She was worried to death just now, but she couldn't think of any good solution for a moment. Seeing Qin Lang say this, she thought to herself that it might be a good idea in desperation.

The old man burst into laughter, cheered loudly, and turned to look at the little cutie. It seemed that the old man was not satisfied yet!

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and the little cutie looked at the old man with a sweaty face.

Qin Lang immediately stood in front of the little cutie and said to the old man: "Old man, she is thin and has no strength. She can't plow the fields. I can do it alone."

The old man's eyes flashed and he said slowly: "The distance between people is not far away, but the distance between hearts is so elusive and out of reach. The meaning of life at the moment of birth indicates that the soul is in a parallel plane.

In this world, moving in the opposite direction has no end

There is no end, and until the moment of death, there is no intersection with the breath left by another heart. The only cover-up of hypocrisy is infinitely magnified, which is running between two stars in the dark night sky...

Love. Only that..."

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Qin Lang and Xiao Keai listened blankly to the old farmer's life insights, which seemed to be more profound this time.

Qin Lang, who was once again aroused to anger, finally calmed down after reciting Buddhist scriptures more than ten times. The old farmer also cooperated and stopped to realize life.

His cloudy old eyes were slightly moist, and the old man seemed a little sad, and murmured: "I remember that there is always a praying mantis singing on my body. Since I got old, the praying mantis has died. Alas, little girl, do you want..."

"Old man, do you mean you need a praying mantis? Do you want it to sing on your body?" Qin Lang immediately interrupted the old man and asked. He didn't dare to let the old guy continue talking, otherwise the little cutie would probably become a mantis in the next moment.

She has become a female praying mantis, and she has to sing on top of an old guy whose eyes are wrinkled and almost rotting... Thinking of this, Qin Lang's face couldn't be darker.

The old man smiled again and said: "I'm sorry. It's not on me. Alas, people are old. They always speak with so much depth. It's my poor old cow who always has a mantis singing on his back.

Listening to the beautiful singing, the cows plowed the fields extra hard. If you plow the fields for me, you will also have a praying mantis on your back. Only when she sings..."

Obviously, both Qin Lang and Little Cutie have good understanding. The old guy dared to turn Little Cutie into a praying mantis, and then let it stay on Qin Lang's back, so that Qin Lang could work harder.

"Damn it, you completely treat me like a cow. I'm so old. Damn it..." Although Qin Lang was so angry that his teeth itched, he still didn't react slowly. He looked at the old man and said, "Old man, I'm plowing the fields with her on my back."

That’s it.”

The old man touched his head with only a few hairs and said: "Oh, if you carry her on your back, she will sing! Can she sing? She will only become..."

"Of course I can, old man, I can, I can sing." The little cutie said immediately, sweat pouring from her forehead.

Qin Lang looked at the old man with a sad face and sighed in his heart:

Oh my god, the journey of life is like a long nightmare...

"A Feng, there's no need to be sad. Unsatisfactory things in life will happen ten times out of ten, but we are much luckier than those young people?" The little cutie smiled slightly at Qin Lang. She was more open-minded than Qin Lang.

Extremely boundary-breaking.

It can be seen that women's endurance is, at some times, greater than that of men. There is no need to doubt it.

The old man looked at the two of them with his old eyes and sighed: "Young man, my old cow likes to listen to the singing of the mantis, why don't you like it too?"

Qin Lang: "..."

Suddenly one day,

I turned into a cow.

How should we live?

Do you want to go plowing the fields?

In this case, you have to accept your fate, right? After all, you have become a cow and do your duty as a cow. This is very reasonable.

But this was not the case for Qin Lang. He did not turn into a cow, but he still had to plow the fields.

"There was once a good choice (becoming a farmer's son or grandson) before me, but I didn't cherish it. It wasn't until I lost it that I cried out for joy. Today, the darkest moment in the world (like

There is nothing better than this. If God can give me another chance, I will still choose this way. If I add a time limit to this choice, I will say: Long live! There are only ten days, and I will be free in ten days.

!”

These were the words Qin Lang kept roaring in his heart when he was plowing the fields, and they were also the only beliefs that supported him.

There is no use in feeling sorry for yourself. When faced with a situation that cannot be changed, you can only compromise:

Because the creatures in this world are divided into strong and weak ones. If the weak do not compromise with the strong, then there will only be one creature in this world, and this creature will be the strongest existence.

The only outcome for the weak who refuses to compromise is death!

Therefore, all conscious creatures, in order not to compromise with beings stronger than themselves, can only become stronger, and the stronger, the better. Because the stronger, the more weak people will compromise with you, and the strong people you need to compromise with will be

The less.

Of course, compromise is also layered...

And Qin Lang and Xiao Kaitai compromised with a waning old farmer, because this old farmer was a person in the so-called first perfect world of Shenma Space. He was an out-and-out old farmer, but this world gave

He becomes God's rule.

Therefore, in front of Qin Lang and Xiao Keai, the old farmer is God!

This is a field of a hundred acres. A young man of 16 years old stepped on the mud and walked forward step by step with difficulty. He had a cow harness on his body and was tightly connected to an iron chain behind him.

The quality of the plow stick (farming tool), and what is even more outrageous is that there is a girl of ten years old hanging on the back. At this time, the girl's face showed a touch of distress, but her mouth could not be idle, singing

Listening to the beautiful songs of the grassland...

No doubt about it!

This young man is Qin Lang. Hearing the song of the little cutie on his back, Qin Lang's legs moved mechanically.

The only good thing is that Uncle Sun is hiding behind the dark clouds.

"Old bastard, you didn't even let me have a meal. He immediately pulled me over to plow the fields. It's simply disgusting to the extreme." Qin Lang only felt dizzy for a while. This was while doing physical work on an empty stomach.

It ended, and it lasted nearly two hours.

If Qin Lang is full, his physical strength will reach the peak of the seventh level of the mortal realm. A full eight thousand kilograms of strength. Naturally, it is no problem. He will definitely be able to plow the fields as fast as flying. After all, the strength of an ox is only two or three.

The best teacher is only a thousand pounds and goes to an all-girls school.

The old farmer walked barefoot beside Qin Lang. The old farmer pinched the whip in his hand with a slight frown on his face, and muttered: "This speed is not very fast. It should be better if I use a whip, but his back

There is such a big mantis..."

The little cutie who was holding Qin Lang's neck and singing a song, lost his composure for a moment, then vigorously lifted up his spirits, and interrupted the old farmer's muttering with a scream: "Old man, I'm not a mantis, and, ah

The wind is not an ox; it is too hungry to plow fast."

The old farmer was startled by the little cutie's scream. He blinked his cloudy old eyes, turned around as if he understood something, and walked towards the field ridge.

After seeing the old farmer walking far away, Qin Lang and Xiaocutie breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, Xiaocutie screamed at the old farmer. Were they really worried that the old farmer would be angry?

"Ai'er, are you okay?" Qin Lang slowed down and asked the little cutie. He was indeed very hungry at this time, and his words sounded weak and powerless.

In fact, the little cutie is not much better than Qin Lang. After all, Qin Lang's pure physical training is pure, while the little cutie is mainly about fighting spirit.

While at sea, the little cutie's fighting spirit was exhausted, and here she had no food to eat, and no energy to maintain the basic functions of her body, so naturally she could not recover.

"A Feng, I'm fine, it's mainly you." The little cutie comforted Qin Lang forcefully.

Qin Lang, who felt weak all over, smiled slightly and did not reply.

Qin Lang's speed slowed down a bit. It wasn't that he was lazy, but that he really had no energy. The strong sense of hunger and fatigue was like a group of bloodthirsty ants, gnawing at every detail of his body.

place.

Putting her face against Qin Lang's, the little cutie's beautiful eyes flickered with brilliance. She could feel that Qin Lang was on the verge of collapse, but she was powerless. She could only comfort Qin Lang.

: "A Feng, that old guy must be preparing to deliver food to you, otherwise, how could he leave?"

Fighting with his body and will, Qin Lang seemed to be unable to hear the outside world, which made the little cutie even more sad.

Xiaozhu was received into the original space by Qin Lang. He did not want Xiaozhu to be involved in danger, because Xiaozhu frankly said that it could not resist such rules, so Qin Lang resolutely put Xiaozhu away.

The old farmer finally came to Qin Lang again, with a basket on his back. After seeing the old farmer coming, Qin Lang subconsciously wanted to take a step, but the old farmer asked him to stop, and then put the basket on his back.

Put it in front of Qin Lang.

The old farmer, who was slightly tiptoeing, touched Qin Lang's head and said, "Eat it? This is the freshest and your favorite."

Qin Lang, whose pupils were in a state of distraction, regained half of his eyes after hearing the word "eat". Qin Lang, who lowered his head in a daze, finally saw clearly what was in the basket.

"That, that's grass, Ah Feng, are you okay? This is inedible..." At this time, the little cutie reluctantly cheered up. After seeing the things in the basket clearly, she immediately whispered in Qin Lang's ear.

Breathing.

Nodding his dizzy head, Qin Lang gritted his teeth, raised his head desperately, and said hoarsely to the old farmer: "Old man, I, I want to eat."

Under the hopeful eyes of Qin Lang and Xiao Keai, the old man became a little depressed.

"The ones who can plow the fields are cows. If you can plow the fields, then you are..." The old farmer held back a sentence for a while, which made both Qin Lang and Xiaocutie have the urge to strangle the old farmer to death.

No longer caring about being angry, Qin Lang gritted his teeth and interrupted the old farmer: "I am... a human being."

After biting out the word "人" with all his strength, Qin Lang's head sank and his whole body felt weak.

The old farmer's cloudy eyeballs showed a hint of helplessness, and he said: "Okay? If you say it's a human being, right?"

Qin Lang, who lowered his head weakly, listened to the old farmer's words. He felt uncomfortable. It sounded like he was still a cow in the old farmer's heart...

The little cutie rolled her eyes helplessly, completely speechless for the old farmer. Read the full text of the Queen Mother.

Fortunately, the old farmer finally let Qin Lang rest. He advised: "Young man, think about it carefully. If you don't eat grass, you will have no strength. My old cow is strong because it likes to eat grass..."

Realizing that it was useless no matter what he said, Qin Lang fell to the field with his body feeling weak.

The little cutie was startled, and quickly got off Qin Lang's back, and said in panic: "A Feng, are you okay? You..." As she said this, the cutie shed tears, and her hands holding Qin Lang became increasingly pale.

The elegant face.

Moving his lower lip slightly, Qin Lang pursed his lips slightly to indicate that it was okay. His eyes were slightly closed, his face was covered with sweat, and there was no need to talk about his body.

"Little girl, you have been singing for two hours, you must be very hungry, right? Come back with me? It's almost evening now, it's time to have dinner." The old farmer seemed to sympathize with the little cutie and greeted the little cutie.

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The little cutie was not planning to leave Qin Lang at first, but Qin Lang suddenly opened his eyes and said: "Go, go? I won't die that easily, Xiang, believe me... um..." At the end of the sentence, the cutie suddenly said

He leaned down and kissed Qin Lang's mouth. Then he raised his head and stared deeply at Qin Lang.

The old farmer came over, looked at Qin Lang and said: "Young man, you must eat grass, otherwise you won't have the strength to plow the fields. It's not that I won't give you food. After eating, you won't have the strength to plow the fields. You have to eat if you want to plow the fields."

Grass."

Qin Lang...

Seeing the old farmer and the little cutie walking away, Qin Lang cursed in his heart: "Old immortal, if you let me plow the fields, you have to give me food! What the hell do you have to eat grass if you want to plow the fields? Fuck you..."

Qin Lang only felt that his whole body was getting softer and more intolerable, and the lack of oxygen in his head almost made him faint!

Realizing that if this continues, he may starve to death! Qin Lang thought to himself: "We must find a way..."

Night finally came, and the cool wind blew over Qin Lang's body, making him sober.

After summoning Xiaozhu out of his origin, Qin Lang looked at Xiaozhu blankly, with questioning eyes. It was not that Qin Lang was pretending to be serious, but that he found it difficult to even speak.

It was a kind of hunger that exceeded the limit of the body's endurance. An ordinary person would have either starved to death or fainted. Fortunately, Qin Lang's willpower was relatively strong and he finally managed to hold on without falling into a coma.

The little pig blinked its cute pig eyes and shook its little head. It was thinking about how to let Qin Lang eat a meal, even if he didn't eat and wasn't hungry!

Qin Lang, on the other hand, looked at Xiaozhu nervously. This was a life-threatening matter now.

Some people say: It is better to be a well-fed ghost than a starving ghost.

It can be seen from this!

How pitiful is it to starve to death? Qin Lang is really unwilling to accept it. It would be fine if he died in battle, but now he may starve to death. This is really the most depressed and helpless moment in his life.

"***, I'm really not willing to give in. If I don't die this time, one day I will become a truly powerful person! Heavenly realm? I will definitely reach this realm, no! I will surpass Heavenly realm...

"Qin Lang was shouting crazily in his heart, with unyielding flames flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, Qin Lang truly had the heart of a strong man!

If you don’t have the consciousness of being born a weak person and don’t feel the sorrow of the weak, then you will never have the heart of a true strong person.

There was a strange light in Qin Lang's eyes, and the militant factor in his blood combined with the stronger desire in his heart. At this moment, Qin Lang had completely undergone a qualitative change. (To be continued.)