Lord is the devil

After the meal was finished, the humming outside the house hadn't stopped. Setting Yang and Liu Wanjun continued to sit. The side dishes in front of them had already been eaten by the two of them. I have to say that although the dishes were expensive, they were worth it. Physical training is extremely useful, and the two of them felt a little stronger after eating.

In the middle of the night, the wind outside the house never stopped, and the setting sun called Xiaoer, "Do you have a place to live?"

That Xiaoer got the benefit of the two of them just now, and now he is flattering, "Yes, there is, but at this price..."

"It's not a problem, lead us there!" Setting Yang stood up, pushed away his chair, and was about to go upstairs when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door of the restaurant.

Not only did he hear it, but the waiter also heard it.He was taken aback, "It's this time, and there are still people?"

He guessed that this person must be a top expert, if he can survive the big storm, even if he is not a top expert, he must have Yi Bao on his body. Seeing the business opportunity, the waiter in the shop quickly left Can Yang and others to open the door.

He trotted all the way, hurriedly ran to open the door, the door opened, the smile on the waiter's face suddenly froze, and he saw an eleven or twelve-year-old child kneeling in front of him, with tears and snot all over his face, "Please, my grandfather is dying, please help him!"

"This..." The shop clerk was a little embarrassed, and looked at the shopkeeper at the counter. The shopkeeper shook his head and looked at him coldly. If it is, or other treasures, the shopkeeper will be willing to let you in."

The whirlwind blew, blowing up the fragments on the ground and piercing the child's body. He wanted to beg again, but suddenly a person on the ground grabbed his ankle, and the person shook his head at him.

The child burst into tears, "Grandpa, please don't die."

It was bitingly cold outside, but warm inside. There was such a big difference with just one door.

Liu Wanjun, who had been seeing him all the time, suddenly took a step forward, with an angry expression on his face, and was about to do something, when the setting sun suddenly raised his hand and stopped in front of him, "Wait a minute, let's see if he's worth saving."

Liu Wanjun looked at him in surprise, "Master, he is a child, how can you see that he is dead?"

"Xu!" Setting Yang put his fingers in the middle, motioning him to watch.

The child hugged his grandfather's body, crying heart-piercingly, letting out a loud cry of grief, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes like broken beads.

He looked around helplessly, hoping that someone could save his grandfather, his eyes were blurred by tears, and his vision was slack, when he suddenly saw a jug of wine on the table in the restaurant with the words 'Chunyang Wine' written on it.

He remembered what his grandfather once said to him, that wine can warm the body, especially the 'Pure Yang Wine' which is as strong as it is yang.

But the jug of wine was not his, but someone else's. In their eyes, his grandfather's life was not worth a jug of wine.

On Shura Island, the fate of the strong is fate, and the weak like him are not.

He glanced resentfully at the drinkers in the room. Not only did these people not help him, but they also made fun of him for being overconfident and hit his Dao heart.

The temperature of the body in his arms dropped slowly, and his body stiffened slowly. It seemed that he was not far away from death. He finally made up his mind, stood up abruptly, pushed the waiter away, and rushed in to grab the wine on the table closest to him. As soon as he expressed his intention, the owner of the jug became furious, "I'm courting death."

He casually slapped the child on the shoulder with a bang, the child flew out, knocked down the tables, chairs and chairs along the way, slid on the ground for a while, and finally stopped at the feet of the setting sun, he also He was strong, and he didn't make a sound after suffering such pain, but he was still staring at the pot of wine on the table. He tried to stand up, but a mouthful of blood spurted out.

puff!The floor was stained red with blood, his small shoulders trembled, and his body that had just been propped up fell down again. In the end, he could only lie on the ground, his eyes turned black, and he could only vaguely see shadows. Suddenly, he walked alone. In his sight, the man was dressed in white, tall and spotless.

Setting Yang squatted down, helped the child up, and handed him a whole mess of clothes, he seemed to be doing something insignificant, even his expression didn't change.

The child stared at him blankly, and thought, "Obviously they look the same age, but they are much older than me."

"The road is uneven, be careful where you step." The wooden floor on the ground is extremely flat, but the setting sun just said that the road is uneven, it seems that there is another mystery.

The child silently remembered it in his heart.

"Boy, pay me for my food and drink."

"And mine, do you know how expensive this table is?"

"I can't afford to take your dog's life, but I heard that some places like to toss children, why don't you take this kid to sell for money?"

"good idea."

"I agree."

The drinkers who were knocked off the table by the child were clamoring for him to lose money, and they were already discussing how much money they could get if they sold him.

The child shrank back, and while they were talking vigorously, he suddenly picked up the wine on the table and walked away.

This is not the first time he has stolen alcohol, everyone is guarding against him, but this time is different from last time, everyone can't catch him together, every time they use their tricks, he is cleverly Dodge until you come to the door.

Setting Yang didn't look at what happened later, with the real energy he sent to the child, no one in the restaurant was his opponent.

Although he was seriously injured, it wasn't an injury to his meridian. The last time he was injured to his meridian, he couldn't get angry. This time, he can rectify and recuperate. As long as he doesn't use martial arts himself, it's still okay to infuse some real energy to others.

Liu Wanjun was not at ease, and ran down to have a look. He didn't come up until midnight. The setting sun practiced disintegration to steal other people's cultivation. Using force without getting angry, let the true essence blend together by itself, and truly become his own strength.

So at this time, the setting sun did not practice cross-legged, but lay down in the bed, which was warmed by him, Liu Wanjun lifted the bed and wanted to get in, but was kicked out by the setting sun.

"Sleeping on the floor." Setting Yang had no expression on his face, his blindness made his eyes a little hollow, and he stared blankly at the roof.

Setting Yang decided to enter the mortal world to refine his mind because he had heard of a method of washing the eyes, the mortal eye purification technique, which is to see through all things in the world of mortals, based on all things, to purify the heart, purify the eyes, and see through the temptations of the seven emotions and six desires.

"Oh." Liu Wanjun sat down on the ground, propped up his body with both hands, and looked aggrieved. "Master, the ground is cold."

Setting Yang snorted coldly and said nothing.

He touched it again with a playful smile, and lay down beside the bed, "Master, did you do it?"

"That child's cultivation base was originally low, but suddenly he improved enough to compete with several great gold elixir masters. Only the master came into contact with him just now. Apart from the master, I can't figure out who else would help him."

"It's not me, I'm so cold-blooded, how could I help others." Setting Yang turned his face away.

"Oh, master, I was wrong. I shouldn't say that master is cold-blooded." Knowing that the master was still angry with him, Liu Wanjun quickly apologized, "Master, don't be angry, it's all my fault. I was rash and impulsive, but fortunately I didn't ruin the master's plan."

"Whispering!" Setting Yang turned around, revealing a large space, his body is small, a big bed can only occupy a small part, and the rest is empty.

Liu Wanjun's face lit up, and he quickly climbed up and covered himself with the quilt.

Setting Yang heard the movement, turned around and kicked him, "Who told you to come up."

"Huh?" Liu Wanjun was surprised, "Master didn't ask me to come up? Just now, Master turned around to reveal the space, isn't it for me to sleep? Besides, the weather is so cold, and Master has a child's body, what if I get cold? ? Or let me warm the master's bed."

Recently, this guy doesn't know what's going on, and he has a particularly thick skin. Thinking about his memory of being integrated into the memory of the Yin-Yang Sage, it is equivalent to experiencing what the Yin-Yang Sage has experienced, and it seems to be understandable.

The setting sun caressed lazily, he closed his eyes and fell into a light sleep.

On the other side Liu Wanjun raised his head cautiously to look at him, and found that he was breathing evenly and rhythmically, so he knew he had fallen asleep.She couldn't help but move her body secretly, getting closer to him, and then moved a little bit after a while.

He moved carefully and silently, for fear of waking up the setting sun, he moved until midnight before finally moving to his side, gently hugging the setting sun into his arms.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, a shadowless foot flew over and kicked him out of bed.

Liu Wanjun clutched his waist and slipped off the wall, his face full of tears but no tears. The neighbor who was woken up was furious, "What are you doing in the middle of the night? You still haven't slept, it's so noisy."

A month later, setting sun and Liu Wanjun simply found a job in a pharmacy because they wanted to enter the mortal world for training. Now they are ordinary mortals, they don't use spells or force, they talk about everything.

At first, the pharmacy owner saw them two cowardly women dressed up and was unwilling to apply for the job. Fortunately, Liu Wanjun stalked them so hard that he was finally willing to take them in.

At the beginning, the shopkeeper who was old and dim-eyed was sitting at the counter, threading needles and threads alone. He was squinting his eyes by the light, but he couldn't get through. Finally touched the old man.

The old man led them to the place where he lived, and said, "Remember not to run around, especially recently, I heard that two three-headed, six-armed, heart-digging demons came to our Shura Island in the past two days. , It is said that a lot of people have been killed, and the scene is unbearable even for some old Jianghu. They vomited in a mess. Especially at night, you must lock the door and don't open it if anyone knocks. Hey, yes, your man Is it still a girl?"

"Go back to the shopkeeper, I'm a woman." Liu Wanjun lied without blinking.

"Oh, I'm old, my eyesight is bad, and I can't tell the difference between men and women, don't you mind!" The shopkeeper held a dim yellow lamp, and took small trembling steps.

Two three-headed and six-armed big devils who eat human flesh and drink human blood followed behind him.

The shopkeeper took them to a guest room. The room, which had not been occupied for a long time, was a little damp, with a musty smell. The curtains were covered with cobwebs, and there was not even a cabinet.

To be honest, the conditions are not good, but the two of them have been trained in the mortal world, and they don't care about the external conditions at all.

As soon as the old man left, Liu Wanjun looked around and was quite satisfied, "At least I don't have to pay for it myself. Since I came to Shura Island, the food is not good, the accommodation is not good, and the things are expensive, even a room near the toilet. It takes five hundred bottles of blood pills every month, it's too bad."

He wiped out a clean stool with his sleeve, moved it in front of Can Yang, and was about to put it down when the legs of the bench suddenly fell off.

Liu Wanjun smiled awkwardly, and suddenly saw that there was another one beside him. He was overjoyed, and hurried to move it, "Master, there is another one."

As soon as he put his hand on it, the bench was also sacrificed, and Liu Wanjun still held the empty bench surface in his hand.