The Miserable Life System

Zi Sangmei was able to win the double sword by Changsheng because of her lack of concentration. Once she concentrated, she and Changsheng would win or lose.

Changsheng’s actions were merciless, she cut off Zi Sangmei’s long hair with a soft knife in her right hand, and cut off the veil on her face by the way. The shocking face was revealed, even the passersby outside looked dumbfounded. .

However, what the peerless beauty thought in her heart at this time was, thanks to her hiding in time, otherwise her cheek bones would be cut off.

Zi Sangmei eats all over the world with one face. Her face is of course the most important to her. She looked back at Changsheng and suddenly realized that she had deliberately scratched her face on purpose.

Can this be tolerated? !

Zi Sangmei's momentum suddenly increased. She used her cultivation base. The mighty pressure of the Mahayana period struck, and ordinary people were directly stunned, while the monk's head was swollen and chest numb, and her internal organs were writhing. Can't move.

The opponents of the brain-disabled monks just arrived at the end of this street, and they suffered such an innocent disaster. They knew that there were ancestor-level masters who were fighting, but their legs were so weak that they couldn't escape.

In this mighty coercion, the only people who can move freely are incompetence and longevity. The former is not affected at all, and the latter is affected and feels uncomfortable, but she can move, and because of this uncomfortable feeling, She was even more angry, and her perception of Zi Sangmei dropped from a negative one hundred favorability level to a negative one thousand.

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Changsheng and Zi Sangmei fought dozens of rounds, but Changsheng was careless in the middle, and the quilt Sangmei regained a knife. Now that both of them have weapons, they can make a good move.

Wuzhe watched for a while, and when Changsheng was about to be injured by Zi Sangmei, she joined the battle and forced Zi Sangmei to stop after a few seconds.

Stopping her hand, the hostility on Zi Sangmei's face did not disappear. She smiled and looked at indisputable, "I'm afraid it's wrong for a real person to do this. A real person has two levels of self and rashly intervenes, but it is unfair to me."

Buzheng smiled slightly, "Sect Master Zisang has raised nine realms of longevity, isn't it unfair?"

Zi Sangmei frowned and said loudly, "Impossible!"

Changsheng is definitely not just a monk in the Qi refining period, her cultivation base is clearly...

Thinking about it this way, Zi Sangmei suddenly noticed something wrong. She looked at Changsheng in shock, and under her dissatisfied gaze, she took her hand and quickly touched her pulse.

It's actually only the fifth layer of gas refining? ? ?

When she had just checked her pulse, she pulled Changsheng's hand back without fighting, and said to Zi Sangmei in a cold voice, "Why, Sect Master Zisang still doesn't believe me?"

Zi Sangmei remained stunned for three seconds, and then slowly closed her mouth. She smiled dryly: "The real person is laughing, Amei dare not. It is Amei who has eyes but does not know Taishan, but did not realize that Changsheng is the son of Tianlai. ."

The son of Tian Lai is a kind of physique in the legend. This kind of person is favored by the gods, and is born with the strength above the out-of-aperture stage, and can reach the sky in one step without practicing.

The son of Tianlai only exists in the legend. Although no one has seen it before, many people know this legend and also know that the son of Tianlai has many advantages. Thousands of miles in a day.

Zi Sangmei's eyes on Changsheng suddenly changed. Before, she looked at her with interest, but now she is looking at her with the eyes of a hungry wolf.

…

Without fighting to keep Changsheng behind, her voice was low and she intended to warn, "Zi Sangmei, be cautious and act cautiously."

Fuzheng's name to her changed, Zi Sangmei quickly came back to her senses, and her eyes drifted between Fuzheng and Changsheng. After a while, she seemed to understand something.

Zi Sangmei chuckled softly and covered her mouth. "The real person didn't say it earlier, which caused Amei to misunderstand and had a rift with Changsheng. Come on, sit back, Changsheng, I will buy you a drawer of steamed buns. I am the one who made amends."

After speaking, Zi Sangmei sat back on her own, Chang Sheng looked at her inexplicably, and then looked at her again. She asked, "What does Zi Sangmei mean?" Why did she behave so strangely?

Despite the redness of the ear tips, she coughed slightly, "It means to let you eat more steamed buns. Let's go back. We should also go after dinner."

This place has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and there is a rolling mountain range next to it. Yesterday I didn't fight and told her that I would stay here for more time. Why did I change my mind now?

Changsheng looked suspiciously incontrovertible, and soon turned her face red.

Back at the dinner table, Zi Sangmei was about to call Dian Xiaoer, only to find that Dian Xiaoer was stunned by her coercion, and she probably couldn't wake up every two days and nights.

Zi Sangmei: "...Come on, Changsheng, you eat the leftovers first, and I'll go across two streets later, and I'll buy you a new one."

Listening to her, you still have to follow them for a while?

"Sect Master Zisang is here, isn't there something important?"

The ordinary people around were dizzy, and the uncommon people also took advantage of the gods to pause their fights and fled for their lives. Now is a good time to speak.

In this way, Zi Sangmei didn’t have to avoid people, she just replied so loudly: “Before there was something important, I fell in love with the Demon King, and followed him all the way here, but just last night, I He was lost."

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Hasn't seen him for two hundred years, has Zi Sangmei changed from being a coquettish and deceptive one to being an urgent person?

Years are the killer knife, and it seems that they have changed more than their Sect Master Yingliang, and Sect Master Zisang ==

She knew that she had misunderstood the expression of Zhenren Bing. He was not an outsider. She simply told the truth and explained, "I followed the Demon King on the surface because of his beauty, but I actually wanted to find out about him. What are you doing recently."

"The Yaozu has been moving frequently recently. In order to clarify the facts, the Seven Sects and Twelve Sects made plans early and sent me out."

The seven sects and the twelve sects have their own contact methods, and the head and the sect master come forward. Hearing Bing is just a real person who sits at the gate of the mountain, and I don't know that these are normal. Buqiu was a little puzzled, "What is the Yaozu's recent actions?"

Upon hearing her question, Zi Sangmei was stunned, "Holy man, you don't know about the destruction of the Yongjia faction?"

...Too know.

There is a guilty conscience in the indisputable answer, "I know that I know, but isn't it still unsure that the Yaozu did this thing."

Zi Sangmei said calmly, "They have already admitted."

"What?!" Indisputable expression finally changed.

Zi Sangmei has a sense of satisfaction that she is well informed, "Yes, it was five days ago. The Demon King personally admitted that the Yongjia faction was a ruthless hand sent by him, because the Yongjia faction collided with a member of their royal family a few days ago. Sheriff."

The indisputable expression brought a lot of shock. Zi Sangmei thought she was shocked by the cruelty of the monster clan. She filled with outrage and said: "It is just a princess, even if it is a real collision, it will not destroy the whole family. Ah! What's more, whether this happened or not, the Yongjia faction is more than nine hundred miles away from the demon king capital, and it is too far away just because it wants to collide."

It has been three months since Buzheng and Changsheng came out. The letter from the suzerain has arrived in ten days. Now that the reply has just been sent out, it seems that the suzerain hasn't had time to tell them about it.

Do not fight to look forward to Changsheng, the real culprit is stirring the vinegar in the vinegar dish. She has eaten the buns and received indisputable sight. Changsheng thought she wanted to say something to herself.

After pondering for a while, Changsheng said lightly: "That's right."

"Right!" Someone agreed, and Zi Sangmei said more vigorously. "Since the beginning of the year, the demon clan has made a lot of movements. The conflict between the two clan of humans and monsters is a daily occurrence. A while ago, the snake clan was sent by Maoshan. There was a battle of all-in-one, and both sides suffered heavy casualties. I thought that the monster race would be able to stop for a while, but unexpectedly, they actually destroyed the Yongjia faction directly!"

Yongjia faction was obviously destroyed by eternal life, the Demon King took the initiative to carry this **** pot, what on earth did he want to do?

There is no dispute but the memory of the real person listening to Bing, and the memory of Changsheng stopped abruptly at the second when Lu Wen died. What happened later was sent to her in the form of words by the system. About the Yaozu, the system has a word of it. Did not mention.

After thinking for a while, she asked Zi Sangmei, "Where did the Demon King go?"

Zi Sangmei is also not sure, "He probably hasn’t left this place yet. I planted Albizia Seed on him. If he leaves, I can feel it. It’s a pity that Albizia can only know how far away the other party is, but can’t. Know the exact location."

Albizia Seed is the unique secret method of Albizia Sect. When seeds are planted, the opponent can dream about himself every night, and even if he is in a daze during the day, he will think of himself; and he can also know how far the opponent is from here, so that he can be faster Rushed to the other side and appealed to him.

In other words, this is the secret recipe used by the Hehuan Sect to stalk and beat each other.

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Planting Albizia Seed makes Zi Sangmei uncomfortable. If the other party misses her, she will suffer ten times a hundred times as much as she misses her. Even if she doesn’t like the Demon King at all, then she will respond under the effect of Albizia Seed. The face of the demon king fell in love with love.

In order to be a good spy, Zi Sangmei is also good enough ==

Buzheng is a little concerned about the **** pot of the Demon King's recognition of the Yongjia Miemen, but she can't leave Changsheng to investigate the demon king's conspiracy. After thinking about it, she will continue to go on the road with Changsheng and stay away from this place of right and wrong. .

A monk can travel thousands of miles a day, but Changsheng is not a monk. She can only walk step by step, so I don’t want to follow her, walking slowly, through a mountain forest, I don’t want to see a rabbit in the distant grass. Eating grass, the three-petal mouth moves with each other, so cute that you want to take it away.

Buqi smiled and pointed to the rabbit, "Changsheng, look at that, how cute it is."

Changsheng looked in the direction she was pointing, and nodded in agreement, "It's really cute, and it must be delicious when it is stewed."

Indisputable:"…"

In the end, this cute bunny still became their lunch at noon today.

Like a wild peasant woman, she squatted on the ground and pulled the fire under the stone pot a little bit. The milky white rabbit soup in the pot was constantly tumbling, and there was a burst of meaty aroma. I couldn't help but admit it. It seemed to be really delicious. .

She took out the bowl they brought from the storage ring. She first served a bowl for Changsheng, and then another bowl for herself. She has not argued for bigu, and eating is just to accompany Changsheng. Today she has no appetite, just I drank a bit of soup and didn't eat the meat, which was left for Changsheng.

Seeing that her spirit is not so good, Changsheng put down only half a bowl of soup, "What's the matter?"

He didn't fight to hear the question, and didn't answer immediately, but showed a very faint smile, "It's nothing."

"It just feels... you don't seem to like anything all the time."

They have traveled to many places and have seen a lot of local customs. Those beautiful scenery, simple customs, and moving scenes that can touch other people seem to be the same boring and boring to Changsheng.

Changsheng stared at her for a while, "Then what do you like?"

Without blinking, she raised her head and said of course: "Of course there is."

"what?"

Let's not laugh, it seems that she can ask such a question very funny, "It's you."

She answered so quickly and firmly, as if it were instinct. A string deep in Changsheng’s heart was plucked. She lowered her eyes and savored the taste. She suddenly felt that the taste was not unfamiliar, as if Have tasted it thousands of times.

"Then what else do you like?"

"That's too much," he didn't scramble for his chin, and counted it down. "One grass and one tree, one brick and one tile, one leaf and one dew, one cloud and one fog, one mountain and one river."

"As long as it's the places you've walked with, the things I've seen together, I like them all."

Changsheng was a little stunned. She turned her head and looked at the things that Fuzheng just said. Her eyes swept across the vegetation and creatures, but she didn't feel that way. She looked at them very hard and wanted to find the same. Feelings, but no matter how you look at them, she doesn't have the slightest feeling for them. She doesn't seem to realize the meaning of life.

Staring at a blade of grass by her feet was stunned, and she didn't know how long it had passed. Suddenly, she was shaken by Fuzheng. She raised her head and looked at her in a panic, "Changsheng, what are you crying for?"

Changsheng didn’t know that she was crying. She raised her hand and touched the water on her face. She looked at the indisputable eyes. After a long time, she slowly replied, “I...want to like them, but I don’t. Can."

Because I lost my lover, I lost the ability to love.

For Changsheng, not fighting is everything, without fighting, she will have nothing. The world faded in her eyes, everything died in her heart, and even herself, was bound into a huge cocoon by the hairs of hatred threads, which could not be broken, could not come out, day by day, suffocated in it, she She wanted to vent, but she had forgotten how to vent, she could only use the sword in her hand and the hot blood slid on the blade to appreciate the fleeting temperature of life.

Her memory was blocked by the system, so she herself didn't know what she meant. After reacting, she was also at a loss.

However, I don't want to understand it.

She lowered her head and hid her expression. Changsheng couldn't see her face, but she could see her emotions from her whitish fingertips. She didn't want to hold her clothes tightly, made of brocade. The fabric is very strong, and it will not be damaged or wrinkled even after thousands of years. But if it is held in such a way, the clothes will be ruined and will never be restored to its original appearance.

Chang Sheng seemed to be able to see the suffering that had turned into substance from her, and her heart trembled again. She stretched out her hand and wanted her to raise her head, but she raised her head without waiting for her to fight.

She seemed to know that she was in a bad mood and her face was not so good, so she tugged at the corner of her mouth, showing a smile that didn't look like a smile, "Do you like me?"

Thinking hard for two seconds, Changsheng nodded. With her, she can calm down, and feel that her life is overdone, this should be just like it.

The smile on Wuzhe’s face is a bit more real, "That’s enough, don’t like other things, don’t listen to me, I was wrong, I just hope you like them, but don’t want you to put yourself in order to like them. Makes it sad. In my heart, I like you the most, and nothing else matters. Just do what you want to do the most, don’t cater to me, you know?"

Changsheng hesitated a little, but she was a bit like before.

"But you don't like what I want to do."

The indisputable voice immediately rose by an octave, "I like it!"

She slapped herself: "No matter what you want to do, I like it, whether you want to kill or kill the door, as long as you want to do it, then do it. All I want is that you live well and never go again. You don’t have to be cautious anymore by looking at people’s faces."

What did she put all her thoughts on for? Isn't it just to make the long life comfortable? Since the most comfortable way for her is to kill, then kill! She didn't want to see Changsheng crying anymore, and she didn't want to see Changsheng sad anymore.

Indisputably, the current thinking is the typical tyrant thinking. The person who left a psychological shadow is not only Changsheng, but also her. Her lifelong nightmare began on the day she died, and finally on the day of the second war between gods and demons. From that day on, the nightmare ended, and her world completely turned into a nose hell.

If Changsheng really starts to live as he wants, then this world will be over.

Fortunately, there is still a sober existence between them.

The system screamed in Changsheng's mind, "No! Don't kill! Don't kill the door! If you ruin the world, do you know how much energy I need to restart it?! How long has it taken me to have such a little bit! No murder is allowed!"

Even though it didn’t accumulate that energy by itself...

But that is also a precious resource obtained through hard work! To send the eternal life down, so much energy has to be picked up, is it a loss?

Changsheng got a headache because of it, but she couldn't do anything with it, so she had to agree again and again, "I know, I know! Stop screaming!"

She yelled these words, did not fight for a moment, then looked at her clearly, "System?"

The expression of longevity said it all.

"It's like this, you can bear it more." The indisputable voice was very gentle, soothing Changsheng's anxious mood.

But Chang Sheng's face still smelled a bit, "How can I get it out of my mind?"

This...I can't do it for a while, don't fight to comfort her, "When you leave this world, you can let it go out. It's not possible now. If you leave this world, you still need it to help."

Changsheng reluctantly agreed, and chuckled, "Really good."

After finishing speaking, she dropped a kiss on Changsheng's eyebrows, and the complicated memory fragments suddenly hit, Changsheng's eyes appeared in a trance for a moment, the system found that the seal was unstable, and quickly sat down on the seal and pressed the impatient seal again. Jailed.

…

That night, the two came to the next village and settled in the only inn in the village. They still lived together, and outsiders felt nothing unusual.

At night, Chang Sheng was asleep, when suddenly, she heard someone calling her.

The person's name was not her real name, but the name of her original owner-Lu Wenxin.

Chang Sheng opened his eyes in an instant, and he didn't know how she ran without fighting in her arms. Now Wuzheng hugged her whole body, and she would immediately notice it without fighting.

She lay quietly in the same place, without moving. After about a minute, the person called her again. She couldn't tell who the other party was, but she didn't seem to be asleep. She didn't seem to hear that sound. .

Master Listening Bing's cultivation is in the period of tribulation, and he can avoid her eyes and ears. It seems that this person is quite powerful.

Changsheng slowly moved herself out of her arms, then got out of the bed carefully and walked to the window. Without changing her clothes, she turned out wearing a middle coat.

That voice seemed to be able to guide the direction, Chang Sheng listened to each call, and gradually came to the place where the person was.

Looking at the strange figure on the opposite side, Changsheng was very sure, he hadn't seen him, and Lu Wenxin hadn't seen him either.

The man turned around, his eyebrows were sharp, his face was coquettish, and the end of his eyes was red, which added a bit of inscrutable beauty to him.

Changsheng has never heard of saying that the kings of the demon races of the past have a red mark at the end of their eyes, which is the proof that they are kings.

Seeing her staring at the Wang Yin in the corner of her eye, the Demon King knew that she had recognized Yun Chang and Xiao's identity, but after a long time, Chang Sheng still did not speak.

Changsheng was indeed wondering what the Demon King was looking for, but she was even more unhappy with his horrifying behavior in the middle of the night. If it weren't for her being quarreled so that she couldn't sleep, she wouldn't come out.

She didn't speak for a long time, so the Demon King had to open the chatterbox first.

"Lu Wenxin, how have you been following Master Bing recently?"

Changsheng returned his words, "It's okay."

The Demon King approached her. He lowered his voice and said softly, "That's because she still doesn't know who you are. The Yingliangzong does not know that you are Lu Wenxin, let alone that you were once the head of the Yongjia School. Disciple. You said, if they discover that the Yongjia Sect still has a living mouth, and this living mouth changes its name and goes to the Yingliang Zong, what will they think?"

Changsheng frowned, "What do you mean."

The Demon King doesn’t like the words of Jiuqu and Bawan either. He likes to go straight ahead. In this way, Changsheng fits his temper. "The sin of the Yongjia School of Extinguishment, I have confessed it for you. If you look at the world, there is nothing but loneliness. This ability can bless you. How about coming to my demon clan and serving for the demon clan?"

He talked and approached Changsheng. At this time, he was no more than a step away from Changsheng. When Changsheng smelled the cold fragrance on his body, he suddenly felt nauseous.

...Too unpleasant.

Seeing her expression of smelling shit, the Demon King's expression became stiff. He was neither angry nor smiling, but could only be so stiff. Suddenly, a clear question came from behind them, "Changsheng, you are here. what to do?"

Chang Sheng turned around immediately, five meters away behind her, not striving to be neatly dressed, was smiling at her.

Changsheng looked at the Demon King who was very close, and then looked at his two-sleeved breezy shirt, and suddenly he felt a sense of desolation of being caught.

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It's all right now, and her expression is also stiff.

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