The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 57 I walk the road alone

When Hu Ming said such words, the person who spoke before sneered.

"A good death should have a way to die. I only ask you this, this demon needs benevolence and righteousness, and needs a way to die. So... what about the people who were eaten by the demon?"

The man's face was full of anger, and he took a step forward, "What is benevolence? To whom should we be benevolent? King on the outside and benevolent on the inside, that is the way of the emperor. If everyone complains about the cannibals and barbarians, then who will defend those who are eaten?

Are people complaining about injustice?"

Hu Ming was unconsciously frightened by his momentum and took a step back involuntarily.

When he came to his senses, he felt uncomfortable for a moment, but he still argued forcefully, "How do you know these monsters have eaten people? You just say that with empty teeth, why should I believe you?"

The young man who spoke was too lazy to say anything more to Hu Ming. He put his hands in front of his eyes and whispered, "If you use the past as a guide, you can dress appropriately. If you use history as a guide, you can know the ups and downs. If you use people as a guide, you can know the gains and losses."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bronze mirror slowly emerged. The light from the mirror was reflected on Yaoman's corpse, and a scene of Yaoman eating human flesh appeared in the mirror, leaving a bloody mess.

This scene was so straightforward that many people present felt vaguely nauseous.

At this time, even Hu Ming couldn't say anything. He could only say calmly, "It's not like this... It's not like this..."

His face turned red, as if he had been slapped hard, but even in such a situation, he refused to admit defeat or even admit his mistakes.

The crowd on the other side glanced at Hu Ming and said nothing in a tacit understanding.

After they left, Hu Ming was still a little distracted, "How could I be wrong... It wasn't me who was wrong..."

While he was muttering to himself, he did not notice that the butterfly grass beside him turned into blue dream butterflies, slowly flying in the night, and turned into a torrent.

Integrated into Hu Ming's body.

When all the butterflies entered his body, Hu Ming shouted loudly, "I'm not wrong!"

The eyes in his eye sockets were emitting blue light in the dark night, and his hands and feet gradually walked towards the depths of the secret realm in a strange yet regular rhythm.

the other side.

Song Lanyi walked in the secret realm. Along the way, the desolate plains, lost temples, winding galaxies, and blooming butterfly grass made this scenery become a mysterious and even shameful scenery.

Song Lanyi looked at the shimmering butterfly grass and even had an illusion.

That is, after the sun set in ancient times, the falling sun turned into vigorous grass on the ground, and the sun rose and even bloomed day after day.

She walked into a temple, with dilapidated tiled roofs, futons soaked in moisture, and even clay sculptures with blurred faces on top of the shrine.

For some reason, the moment Song Lanyi saw the clay sculpture, it seemed that at this moment, the clay sculpture directly transformed into the faces of thousands of people.

It doesn't matter whether he is an emperor or general, a trafficker or a pawn, or even on the stage, with a red face, a black face and a white face, selling horses as a mace, beating drums to scold Cao, beating drums to scold Cao.

These faces changed one by one, and in the end, Song Lanyi was suddenly startled.

She looked at the face that was finally frozen, and suddenly felt the great terror between life and death, and the goose bumps on her back appeared almost instantly.

I saw that the clay sculpture turned into a three-year-old child, wearing a green robe, leaning barefoot on the edge of the river, swaying his calves, and his toes making faint ripples on the water from time to time.

When Song Lanyi looked there, she seemed to feel something and turned her head to look straight at Song Lanyi.

At this moment, Song Lanyi's pupils shrank sharply.

Because the girl's face was clearly her childhood face.

The girl leaned over the water, and a lantern slowly swam down.

She clasped her hands behind her back and hummed an unknown tune.

"The immortal road is at your fingertips, hidden in the sleeves of the universe, it lasts for three thousand years, I walk alone on the road..."

"If you ask about the path to immortality, a dream will arise..."

When the song came to an end, the girl's figure turned into thousands of butterflies, fluttering their wings and flying away little by little.

The scene slowly disappeared, but the hairs on Song Lanyi's arms still stood up.

When the fantasy disappeared, the clay sculpture on the shrine suddenly turned into nothing and turned into a butterfly, slowly reflected in Song Lanyi's eyebrows.

Immediately, she felt a sharp pain in her head, and fragments of memories poured into her mind, but they seemed to only exist for a moment before being sealed by the butterfly mark.

After a long time, Song Lanyi's eyelashes trembled slightly.

There was a complicated look in her eyes, with deep confusion, and she couldn't help but murmured.

"Who am I?"

She took a deep breath and managed to calm down.

She kept telling herself in her heart that this was a secret realm about dreams. What she saw and heard in the secret realm might be true, but more likely... it was a trap set by the secret realm.

She pressed her eyebrows, seemingly thoughtful.

At this moment, there was a loud noise from behind.

"Haha, it's another temple. Looking at the size, the statues in this temple must be amazing. It is estimated that they can evolve more paths."

Evolution path?

Song Lanyi felt a sense of enlightenment in her heart.

Could this be the opportunity for becoming a saint that Prince Ming and others mentioned?

It's just...Song Lanyi always felt that something was wrong.

If a person's holy path can evolve in an unpredictable way, then whether he is walking this path or the god is walking it.

Just when she was suspicious, the demon behind her barged in carelessly.

They first subconsciously looked in the direction of the shrine, and when they saw that it was empty, the smiles on their faces froze.

Only then did they see Song Lanyi, and their tone was quite unkind, "Did you steal the statue?"

Song Lanyi turned around and glanced at them.

Two are at the sixth level, and the fourth is at the seventh level.

These monsters are all the best among the best.

When they saw Song Lanyi and felt her talent, in just a split second, they looked at each other and took action instantly.

Their actions were fast and swift, and during the silent moment, several attacks were poured onto Song Lanyi.

Song Lanyi drew a yin and yang diagram with her fingers and said loudly:

"Yang moves one, and one moves two."

"One belongs to heaven, and the other belongs to earth."

…

"The yin and yang are reversed, and the world is reversed!"

Song Lanyi put down his hands, and the black and white millstone in front of him, which resembled a yin and yang diagram, blocked the demon's attack bit by bit.

What's more, when the demon's magical power touched the black and white yin and yang millstone, the magical power flew out instead.

This change caught Yao Man unexpectedly.

They looked at each other and said sternly, "The idea is a bit tough, withdraw!"

When Song Lanyi heard this, she was speechless for a moment.

Next time whoever says she looks like a bandit, Song Lanyi will be in a hurry.

These monsters and barbarians in front of us are the true nature of bandits.

Chapter 1 today, getting ready for evening self-study and coding like crazy.

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