Chapter 138 Where Does the Heart Go

The remaining seven assassins have long been stunned by this sudden change. Seeing that the fat man also began to explode, there was no intention to resist.

I only heard one of the captain-like assassins shouting: "Pull!" He was already the first to turn around and run. The speed has definitely exceeded his limit.

"Leave it for me!" Looking at the seven people who turned around and were about to escape, Fatty Zhou laughed, turned his hands over, and punched the ground under his feet. The hard stone floor, under the bombardment of Fatty Zhou's flame arm, is not much harder than white tofu. Fatty Zhou punched him, and half of his arm had completely sunk to the ground. Then the flame arm in his hand suddenly burst. The firepower spread one after another, like a volcanic eruption, lifting the originally flat slate ground more than a foot high.

Several assassins who had just turned around and still had time to escape were suddenly turned upside down. Fatty Zhou's fat body bounced high, like a ball, and bumped into the assassin closest to him. Hearing a muffled sound, the assassin was hit by him, and suddenly the internal organs in his body were bursting alive. But from the appearance, there is nothing wrong with it.

It only took a moment for me to leave black blood in my ears and nose, and I can't die anymore. He killed an assassin at once, and the fat man did not stop that week, and then the power of the collision bounced up again, painting a gourd like a gourd. The seven assassins were all killed in the blink of an eye.

After flicking the dust on his body, Fatty Zhou smiled and said, "I said that you will be unlucky this time, and the celebration banquet at night is not for you!"

Zhao Bai looked at Zhou Pangzi angrily: "Eat it, I'll give you everything. Anyway, I can't eat it!" Zhao Bai said and glanced around the messy yard, looked at the bodies on the ground, and immediately had the impulse to vomit. Just as he felt uncontrollable, he saw Yang Huang with a gloomy face coming in from the gate.

"Big brother!" At present, Zhao Bai doesn't know why Yang Huang is unhappy. Immediately, he didn't care about being uncomfortable any more. He forced a greeting and ran to Yang Huang's side.

At this time, Fatty Zhou also came over with Fengxiang, who was about to vomit. All three of them lowered their heads and showed an embarrassed look on their faces.

"How do you feel?" Looking at the three people one by one, Yang Huang finally said faintly.

"It feels great!" The heartless Fatty Zhou quickly answered, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere. However, no one should be with him, which made him feel a little boring and had to look down at his toes again.

"Ten minutes!" Yang Huang shook his head: "One minute!" Yang Huang stretched out his index finger and stood in front of Fengxiang and you: "It only takes one minute to solve the battle, because of your hesitation, it has been delayed for ten minutes!"

Although they already knew why Yang Huang was angry, but when they heard Yang Huang say it himself again, the three of them couldn't help burying their heads lower. No one defended a word, just listened quietly.

Looking at the grievances of the three people, Yang Huang couldn't help shaking his head: "In fact, as early as when you chose to follow me, you should have known what kind of road you would take in the future. This is secular. What you have learned is like cutting melons and vegetables, so you have the opportunity to hesitate. But what if one day you follow me into the world of cultivation? What if you have brothers and friends behind you who continue to ask you to rescue? After saying that, Yang Huang shook his head: "Ten minutes, or one minute, you all think about it. Think about it and see me again!"

After saying that, Yang Huang looked at Zhang San and Ma Liu and ordered, "Find some people to come and clean up here. Give these bodies to your city owner, and then send the three of them back to the city lord's mansion!"

"What about you, sir?" Zhang San quickly asked, "If you don't need a small one to accompany you, it's enough to give it to Ma Liu!"

"No need!" Yang Huang shook his head and said, "I want to be alone. I will go back by myself at night. Don't worry!"

"Good!" Zhang San quickly nodded and flattered, "With the strength of the master, the little one really does not dare to say that he is qualified to protect. But when the master goes out, he really needs some money!" With that, Zhang San quickly took out a thousand or two silver tickets from his arms and taught them to Yang Huang, and added, "This is prepared by Master Changyun for you!"

"I know!" Yang Huang nodded and took the silver casually. He couldn't help but feel satisfied with Changyun. Changyun is now accompanying the city owner to arrange defense, but he can still think of these little things. It can be seen that he really cares Yang Huang.

However, when the war comes, whether Yang Huang succeeds or not, these people will disappear forever and will never meet again. Thinking of this, Yang Huang couldn't help feeling more irritable and turned around and left here.

It was not until Yang Huang's breath disappeared that Feng Xiang and the others raised their heads, looked at each other, and saw the regret in each other's eyes. They chose the road, but when the matter came to an end, they retreated one after another. They don't believe that Yang Huang will not be disappointed.

"What should I do? Do you want to catch up? The eldest brother seems to be really angry this time!" After a while, Fatty Zhou couldn't help whispering.

"What's the use of catching up!" Zhao Bai shook his head and said, "Brother, let's go back and think about it. Let's think about it separately. I'm afraid this is the last chance given to us by the eldest brother. Whether we stay or leave, we really have to think about it clearly!"

"Think about it!" Feng Xiang sighed, looked at Yang Huang, who had gradually disappeared in front of him, and then looked at the bodies behind him. His eyes kept flashing, making people unable to see what he was thinking!

Leaving the place of killing just now, the air began to gradually become wet. The smell of blood and the burning smell of the body between the nose gradually dispersed, and Yang Huang's mood also became a rare peace of peace.

Walking on the street, Yang Huang couldn't help thinking for a while. Not knowing how to express his current mood, Yang Huang knew that he had been affected by the illusion. In addition, things had happened one after another in so many days, which made Yang Huang unable to cope with it. Everything relied on instinct to react, and he didn't even have time to think.

And now the overall situation has basically settled down, and Yang Xing is also standing with him. He promised to guard against it and prevent it from succeeding the plan that confused the emperor. As long as you survive this time, I'm afraid you won't be able to make any more waves. At that time, as long as Yang Huang concentrates the energy of Fengxiang, Zhao Bai, Zhou Fatty and Changyun, he will definitely be able to completely end the confused Tianjun.

But in this way, Fengxiang and others will also disappear, and this dream will eventually wake up, and everything will return to reality.

"This is probably turning into nothingness!" Yang Huang shook his head with a wry smile: "Chuzhen pays attention to removing all illusions. These falsehoods are nothing else but the family affection, friendship and love that ordinary people care about most in their lives. Where there is time in life, emotion is the main basis for supporting a person's life. Without feelings, a person's life is just a walking corpse, even worse than animals.

And the way of heaven is exactly like this. You want to go against the rules of this world and seek immortality and immortality. Then you have to give up some of the things accordingly, the easiest and most difficult of which is this word.

Those who practice the truth should take the word profit first. If you do something, it depends on whether you have the possibility of making a profit before you choose to do it or not. Some practitioners practice evil deeds and sacrifice their sons and wives without hesitation. This kind of thing is everywhere in the world of cultivation. Even the bus is maintained by interests.

JUST alliances and evil alliances are closely surrounded by a word of profit. Once anyone damages this principle, they will face everyone's ruthless abandonment, and it is impossible for anyone to rescue them. And this is exactly the current situation of the world of cultivation, which is true for all the righteous and evil sects.

Although Yang Huang has just entered the world of cultivation, he also hates this atmosphere in the world of cultivation. However, the original cause of all this is the mistake of the purpose and direction of the practitioners. It is impossible for people to change it, otherwise, it is equivalent to overthrowing your Taoism and immediately going crazy.

Yang Huang doesn't expect anything to change, but he doesn't want to become cold-blooded. I don't want my brothers and friends around me to become my victims. Otherwise, what's the difference between him and the confused emperor and others in the world of cultivation?

Now Yang Huang has just begun to practice, and the people around him are different from his cultivation. Even if some have broken through the virtual world, their mental emotions have not been completely extinct. Such a group of people can come together to form their own team. Otherwise, it will be like those leaders and deputy leaders in the sect. How long have they worked together for tens of thousands of years? Logically, they have experienced so many ups and downs together that they should become more united and harmonious.

But now, they are calculating with each other. As long as they get something good, they will grab it immediately. If they really can't grab it, they will quietly destroy it. All this is caused by the word profit, and Yang Huang doesn't want to become like this in the future.

And now, it is undoubtedly a key step. Whether to break this illusion and gradually erase your feelings. It is still necessary to retain this fantasy and keep this persistence, which is exactly what Yang Huang is really worried about now.

Unconsciously, Yang Huang walked to the recruitment camp again. At this time, he entered the recruitment camp with Yang Huang, and there was also a team of soldiers in iron armor. The leader was an official in a brocade robe, holding a list in his hand, which poured into the recruitment camp.