give me a chance to be a good person

Wu Lang had never been so embarrassed.

It didn’t happen all the time, there was still a miserable period of time, he came at an unlucky time, the vortex almost tore his body to pieces, his body didn’t get better completely, the only remaining spiritual power in his body was not enough, and the turbidity here The air was heavy, the sky was covered with fog, and it was so gloomy that water dripped out, as if it was about to rain. He squinted his eyes and looked up, only to see a grotesque giant steel beast perched in the air, without any sense of beauty. He suspected that he was entering The Demon Realm.

Or saw the true face of Changshengtian.

The moment he entered the vortex, Wu Lang really felt frightened. He realized what Shang Shijing said about being afraid of death. He was never afraid of death.

If he died, Shang Shijing didn't die.

Then that person will definitely forget himself.

Wu Lang is not afraid of death itself, but afraid of all the possibilities brought by death.

At the very beginning, Wu Lang couldn't move. He thought he was trapped in his body, or it was the last procedure before his soul left his body. After that, there was a heavy rain, which made him drenched and the sky would be dark. When the rain stopped, the starry sky was washed away, but it was no longer as gloomy as in the daytime. He just looked at such a rare starry sky, and waited until the overwhelming pain swept over him, the pain made him almost suffocate, the hunger and pain he had never felt before Attacking the upper nerve together, he was finally able to move.

People are always contradictory. There are light and darkness in this world. There are always people who hope that it can move towards a better side, and naturally there are also people who are eager to drag it to hell.

Almost no one passed by this place, it was already very dark, Wu Lang was lying on the ground, his hair and clothes were drenched as if he had just been fished out of the river, his spiritual power was not enough to support him to open the universe bag, so he had to forcefully Struggling, like some weird and beautiful beast broke free from its skin and crawled out, his face was pale and fragile under the washing of the rain, his long eyelashes were hanging, and his pupils were as colorful as glass.

Wu Lang's ears were a little ringing, and his eyes were dizzy. He heard something huge that seemed to be roaring, but he couldn't make out what it was. There were many figures. Not long after he stood up, several people came out of the darkness, laughing. There was an air of malice in it, and he surrounded Wu Lang like a hunter. The accent was so strong that Wu Lang couldn't understand it, but he could tell that it was probably not a good thing.

The pain made Wu Lang agitated a lot. His spiritual power was almost gone, but it was more than enough to deal with mortals. He didn't know where it was. He didn't want to cause trouble, so he didn't kill anyone. He just knocked them unconscious and stumbled away. go out.

Then he raised his head and saw something roaring in the distance, like a long iron bug, so huge that only a part could be seen.

However, it is dead, but there are many living people in its body.

really weird.

Wu Lang has never seen such a monster before, but he also knows that there are no surprises in the world, just like the residence of the Nether Ghost Prison is a piece of fresh meat. , and there is no trace of Shang Shijing.

Before the spiritual power disappeared, Wu Lang worked extremely hard to expand his consciousness. He realized that the turbid air in this place was too heavy and was eroding his body. It became difficult to maintain himself with the remaining spiritual power. I had no choice but to let it go.

When he went further outside, Wu Lang saw many mortals dressed in all kinds of strange clothes, and most of them had shockingly short hair, which made him feel weird.

A little later, Wu Lang felt lack of energy, hunger and pain mixed together, making him drowsy and unable to remember many things, he was very unfamiliar with this place, as if he had strayed into another bizarre scene, where almost They are all mortals, which is nothing to be afraid of, but they can drive many strange machine guns, and at night, they are as bright as day, and there are some square signs that can seal people's images.

Wu Lang shook his head. He has lost too much spiritual power and his body is seriously injured. He must not be exposed rashly. He dare not show up easily, but his skills are still there, so he hid in the dark and looked at the faces of these mortals. action.

His place is not only remote, but also a bit desolate, and there are not many people there. When he saw some people who obviously did not go the same way pour into a slightly dilapidated building, Wu Lang speculated that this might be an inn.It is true that he has silver money and bank notes on him, but looking at the way those mortals pay, it seems to be different.

And besides money, there are also guides.

He has no guide here.

How could the people here be so strange, they just need guides to get in and out of the city, why do they need guides to stay in inns, and the guides are strangely shaped, how many seals can they stamp?

Wu Lang's head was getting more and more painful, he shook his head vigorously, avoided the gate, and walked around from the back, even though he didn't know why these mortals had to install huge iron boxes on the walls of each floor according to the windows, but it was true. It is convenient for him to act now.

The inn does not look big from the outside, but in fact it is not small. There are many rooms. Wu Lang found a dark and empty room. He found a bag of very small red candles, but there was no candle holder. He frowned slightly, forced a hole out of the cabinet with his index finger, and stuffed the red candle in in a leisurely manner. With a flick of his fingers, it lit up. flames come.

The light of the fire made the drowsy Wu Lang somewhat more comfortable. There was still a small room in this room. He held up the candle and opened the door to see his own face. , there is such a craftsmanship, and there is no candlestick here, Wu Lang looked around, and put the candle into the only vessel.

There were a bunch of bags under the mirror, Wu Lang frowned and tore each one apart for inspection.There are several bags that are the same, they are very sticky when poured out, and they have a disgusting aroma, but they are not poisonous; there is also a very poor quality glass cup and a small brush; there is also an extremely colorful packaging bag, which also contains The mucus, which is not very fragrant, slides out of an extremely elastic ring.

As for other things, he could not see any use.

This inn is really inexplicable.

Wu Lang looked at all the things here. Although he had researched mechanism, it was not a good opportunity at this moment. He had a splitting headache, took off his clothes and hung them on the black box hanging on the wall, and fell down on the bed alone.

Head felt heavy one after another, Wu Lang touched his hot forehead and thought in a daze: I seem to be infected with a cold.

It sounds absurd that a monk should contract a cold.

In the early morning of the second day, Wu Lang heard the voice of other people talking from outside the corridor, wondering if a resident had come this morning, his head was still buzzing, but without delay, he put on the coat that was almost dry, Still feeling dizzy from time to time, he stumbled over the window and jumped down, quickly disappearing into the withered grass.

Yu Fei was sitting on the high-speed train watching the video downloaded from the tablet. He didn't know what happened in front of him. When he was about to arrive at the station, he suddenly stopped temporarily. He glanced out the window casually, and suddenly saw a familiar figure. "Trough" blurted out, and stood up abruptly, causing the passengers beside him to look at each other in dismay, and looked at him suspiciously, probably thinking that Yu Fei was going to go to the bathroom in shock, so he flipped up the shelf where his things were placed, intending to let Yu Fei Fly in shock.

As a result, he sat down again, and squeezed his face against the window in a daze, staring at the figure that suddenly disappeared.

Wu Lang? !

How the fuck could Wu Lang be in this world? !

Yu Fei went to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water before the passenger next door put down the board.

no!He has to get out of the car!

In fact, Yu Feijing didn't see people too clearly, but he was really impressed by Wu Lang's clothes. After all, he had been Yi Jianhan for so many years, and he knew how to dress carefully. People go out to cosplay in this wilderness, and it is impossible to dress exactly like Wu Lang in any original ancient drama, this is too coincidental!

Naturally, Wu Lang also saw Yu Feijing, but he had no impression of this person in his memory, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He was still very dizzy and urgently needed to find a place to rest.

When Yu Feijing came back after washing his face, the car had already started to move. He hurriedly took a photo to make it easier to find later. There were still a few stops away from his own target, but Yu Feijing was ready to get off early. If it wasn't Wu Lang, at most he was busy and busy. If it was really Wu Lang, he might have made something wrong.

Before doing it, Yu Feijing would definitely find it troublesome and obsessed with his own interests in money and time, but after becoming Yi Jianhan, he realized that the fate of many things has long been arranged. It will hit you hard when you are caught off guard.

The characters in his writing suddenly appeared in the modern world, and Yu Fei was so startled that his hair was covered with white hair. He hurriedly sent a message to his family members who were waiting to pick him up: "I am going to save the world, and I will come back in two days." Home."

Before sending it off, he thought about it carefully, and thought that although the facts were true, he still told a white lie: "There is a problem with the car, I want to change the ticket, and I will contact you when I confirm the time."

When the bus arrived at the station, Yu Fei squeezed into the crowd grabbing his suitcase in shock.

Yu Feijing had already graduated when he came back, but there were still some odds and ends in the school that had not been completely resolved, so he stayed in the dormitory and waited for the announcement. Fortunately, this time period gave Yu Feijing enough time to react, Familiarize yourself with the world again.

If it had been left before, Yu Feijing would definitely not go home, but stay in the city where he was studying to find a job, but now he urgently needs to reintegrate into society and see his family, so after his mother called him a few times , I immediately booked a ticket to go home.

Fortunately, he booked a ticket!

When he got on the elevator, Yu Fei was still sweating from shock.

Damn Wu Lang will be here too!

The author has something to say: Preview of the next chapter: Fat Whale, who was suspected of being involved in a pyramid scheme, finally found Wu Lang, a cultivator [噗] who was having a fever

Shang Shijing fired his boss, and finally received good news.

[By the way, the vision of Fat Whale and the hotel that Wu Lang met are all my personal experience OTZ]