The Decomposition of Everything

A familiar figure appeared, and it turned out to be the sword cultivator Fu Hai. His vicissitudes of life remained the same, but there was a hint of a smile and he said: "It's not too late, I'll return your tea to you."

Shen Zhi reluctantly stood up and said in embarrassment: "Brother Fu, you came just in time. I should treat you to wine next time."

Fu Hai laughed and said, "I happen to have some wine. Looking for a place to have a drink?"

Shen Zhi clasped a fist with one hand and said, "It's a great honor."

The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had found a soulmate.

Fu Hai stretched out his hand and said, "Follow me." Then he ran towards the distance, followed closely by Shen Zhi, with a complicated look in his eyes. He didn't expect that he would finally make his first friend in this world.

The light of the silver moon shone down again, and the hillside was covered with a mysterious and quiet silver veil. The moonlight is like water, pouring into every corner, illuminating every inch of the jungle.

Shen Zhi and Fu Hai sat opposite each other. Shen Zhi raised his glass and thanked: "Thank you so much, Brother Fu, for saving me. I'm young, so I respect you first."

After finishing the drink, Shen Zhi's heart sank, but his expression remained the same.

Fu Hai also raised his glass and drank it all. Shen Zhi looked at the silver moon in the sky and said lightly: "Brother Fu, do you know why so many people come to kill me?"

Fu Hai's expression was still vicissitudes of life. He looked at Shen Zhi's broken arm and said slowly: "The Zhao family has offered 5,000 spirit stones to kill you. Logically speaking, you can't leave Qingyuan Fang City. I saw you leaving. At that time, there was a man and a woman looking at you. Guess why you are still alive?"

Shen Zhi felt a pain in his heart. He finally knew why he could leave Qingyuanfang City and why he didn't come to pursue him in the Yuan Realm. There was pain in his eyes and he muttered to himself: "Qianqian".

Fu Hai looked at the jungle in the distance and said indifferently: "We casual cultivators are all fighting for resources. This is a path given to us all by the Immortal Sect. We can't do it without fighting. This world has long lost family, friendship and Love. I envy you that there is a woman who is willing to risk everything for you."

Shen Zhi looked at Fu Hai blankly: "Do we have to fight each other, can't we help each other in the same boat?"

Fu Hai turned to face him, slowly pulled out the long sword on his back, and said with a sinister look in his eyes: "When we were in the tea house, I knew you were very rich. I originally wanted to use the relics to trap you, but I didn't expect You went there by yourself and broke your arm. Everyone died in the ruins. Only you came back alive. What did you get in the ruins? How many treasures are there in your storage bag? "

Shen Zhi shook his head bitterly and said, "It turns out that because of you, I thought I could make my first friend in this world. This is such a fucked up world."

"All friends are for sale, and you are not the first." Fu Hai roared, the sword light in his hand surged, and he stabbed in front of him with a flash step.

Shen Zhi was indifferent and stood there blankly. Fu Hai's eyes flashed with a hint of joy and excitement.

There was a loud "ding" and a soft "pop".

Fu Hai's eyes showed an incredible look, and he murmured: "You are not poisoned, this is the spirit dispersing powder. How can your physical body be so strong? Are you pretending to fight in the jungle?"

Shen Zhi shook his head helplessly and said: "A senior has always warned me that I must keep a trump card in my body. Now I finally understand." After saying that, he gently took his hand out of Fu Hai's chest and said A blood-red heart was beating in front of his eyes.

"So you don't have a dark heart?"

"Poof" as the heart in his hand was broken, Fu Hai opened his eyes wide and slowly fell down. He might not close his eyes until death.

Shen Zhi looked at the world blankly. He was only sixteen years old, a high school student, but what he had experienced in just a few months was unbelievable. This is time travel, the promised massacre, the promised embrace, the promised dominion over the world, and the promised immortality. He thought he was the protagonist in the novel, but reality finally taught him a lesson.

Play, what did he go through, secret love, being betrayed by the person he loved most, being stabbed in the back by his classmates, running away, killing, being crippled, finally embracing him, having love, but he hasn’t tasted it yet, two people he loves most Everyone was arrested, and finally they found a friend and poisoned him with wine. What the hell kind of world is this.

"Hehe, hehe."

Shen Zhi suddenly felt that it was ridiculous. This was a gesture to force him to become the devil. He suddenly shouted loudly: "God, if you let Qianqian and Hanhan lose a hair, I will definitely destroy this world. I will Said!”

The huge shout stirred up the noise of the jungle, as if in response to his oath.

Putting away the vow of the second grade, Shen Zhi regained his composure. He must now rescue Qianqian within a three-month period. There are two paths, the first is to practice with all your strength, and you may not be able to break through the third level of the Transformation Meridian in three months. But he was not sure enough when dealing with a Fangshi and Xiuxian family.

The second way is to use decomposition to dig a road to rescue Qianqian. This is a road full of thorns, and the two of them may be buried at any time.

But how could he bear to let Qianqian go through those three difficult months? Maybe the other party would not give him three months at all.

You can practice at any time. He practices all the time. In this case, he must give it a try. Shen Zhi clenched his fists and finally made up his mind.

Looking at Fu Hai who was still dead, Shen Zhi cleaned up the trophies and corpses with an expressionless face. This is the law of the jungle in this world. The strong survive and the weak die. There is nothing to complain about.

He robbed five storage bags in total. The resources of casual cultivators were not much, and the spiritual stones inside were even rarer, but all the sundries were resources for him. After changing his clothes, he didn't even need to wear a mask now. Everyone knew him with one arm.

After finding the right direction, Shen Zhi set out on his journey again. Under the silver moon, he left behind his one-armed and desolate figure.

He approached Qingyuan Fang City cautiously all the way. In the jungle far away from Fang City, Shen Zhi resolutely began to dig the ground.

The dark and silent underground can make him more focused and calm. In just half a day, he had dug to Qingyuan Fang City. A faint white mist film appeared in front of him. This was the first level in front of him.

Shen Zhi pondered for a long time but did not take action. He began to dig holes in a branching manner. For two whole days, the entire underground had been dug in all directions by him. The passages inside were like a complicated maze, and there were countless escape exits alone.

Night fell again, Shen Zhi finally decided to take action, and gently put one hand on the light film of the formation, and was extremely alert. As the hole gradually expanded, a sudden vibration came, and Shen Zhi immediately gave up, dodged and ran away to the side passage.

Just a few steps after running out, a cold flying sword with a murderous intent came out from the light curtain of the formation, but Shen Zhi was no longer there. The flying sword kept exploring along the passage, like a headless fly, and found nothing.