Chapter 1 Cold Fog Town

In the Yangjie, there is a heavy cold fog.

This place has always been the most noisy place in the Yang world. It is a peaceful scene. On the street, all kinds of colorful lights are shining, and the sound of selling comes one after another:

"Wupindong is blessed with a glimpse of Lingquan, with an area of 500 square meters, and the price of two million five pins of crystal. It is sold with tears. The opportunity is not lost, and it will never be lost again!"

"Our store sells all kinds of high-level elixirs, thousand-year-old stores, quality assurance! Please feel free to buy!"

"Our store sells all kinds of spiritual beasts, which are easy to raise. Please feel free to buy them!"

And at the corner of the street, a magnificent pavilion rises from the flat ground. On the side of the five-color eaves, there is a clear bronze bell. The bell swings softly, emitting a peaceful sound, which makes people listen to it, which is an indescribable sense of comfort:

"In the thousand-year-old restaurant, all meals are the second-grade spiritual valley, and there are also four-grade spiritual beasts for you to enjoy. All the dishes in this store are personally handled by the fifth-grade spiritual chef, which is an absolute value! Absolutely worth it!"

The sound is empty and wide. Although it rings over and over again, because of the use of the [voiceless spell], it sounds extremely pleasant and I will never get tired of listening to it for a long time.

By the window on the first floor, a man with a fierce face and a beard sat alone. In front of him was full of empty plates and plates, but he ignored the eyes of others and ate and drank freely.

After a long time, all the plates in front of him were cleaned, and then he looked up with satisfaction.

"Uh~~"

A clear hiccup jumped out of his mouth. Obviously, he was extremely satisfied with this meal. After sitting for a while, he stood up.

When Xiao Er saw him get up, he wanted to shout and come to pay the bill, but at this time, a strange scene happened.

The big man took off his clothes one by one until there were only close-fitting shorts left. This scene made the store dumb, and all the focus was on the big man.

After wrapping up the clothes he took off, the big man walked to the door of the store and slowly took off the beard on his face.

Everyone suddenly found out that this beard was fake. Looking at his thin figure after removing his clothes, he could not be called a big man. He was obviously a 15- or six-year-old, undeveloped little boy.

And Xiao Er's face was already purple. Obviously, he recognized the person in front of him.

The little boy walked to the door of the store, raised his buttocks, patted himself twice, and said, "Xiao Er, pay the bill."

At this time, Xiao Er had already rushed up with an arrow step, kicked the little boy's buttocks accurately, and kicked him out.

Then, two big men gathered around. The three of them surrounded the child, and they kept punching and kicking. While beating, they kept scolding.

"How dare you come and kill you who eats free food."

At first, the onlookers thought it was funny. Later, they saw that the child was covered with blood and was about to faint, but in his hand, he still held his clothes. In this situation, even the people who watch it are a little unbearable.

"Forget it, don't kill people."

At this time, two people flew out of the crowd. The first one, about 40 years old, looked like a crown and jade. Although he was wearing a simple gown, he looked extraordinary. And the man behind him, holding a long sword, also looked heroic.

When Xiao Er saw the two people appear and saw the child's appearance, he stopped, but he still looked like he couldn't understand his hatred. He kicked the child's buttocks, and then walked away and said resentfully,

"Today, Nagano's ancestor pleaded for you, so I let you go. Next time I dare to come over to eat white food, I will peel you raw, stir-fry, and stew it alive."

"Ruoguang, you can help this child up."

The man known as the ancestor of Nagano, after nodding to Xiao Er, told the man next to him to help the child up.

Ruoguang looked disgusted. He didn't want to help the child at all. He only kicked it gently twice with his foot and said,

"Everyone who hit you has left. Get up quickly."

When the child heard this, his body slowly moved, and then he turned over with great difficulty and sat up. His mouth was stained with blood. He looked at Nagano's ancestor and Ruoguang, grinned and said,

"I didn't ask you to help me, so don't ask me for anything."

This sentence made Ruoguang get angry and took a step forward and shouted,

"Bad boy, if it hadn't been for the kindness of the ancestors, you would have been dead now. You didn't even say thank you and guessed randomly. What do you have that is worth thinking about?"

He had to say more, but was blocked by Nagano's ancestor. Nagano Laozu looked at the child, took out a second-grade crystal from his sleeve, handed it over and said,

"This second grade of crystal, you can buy some falling medicine and apply it. In the future, don't fool around anymore. This Shuiyunzhai is not the place you should come."

After saying this, regardless of whether the child suffers or not, the crystal fell on the ground next to the child, and he walked forward with Ruoguang, leaving only two backs of the child.

"Did I say something wrong? I want to come to this Shuiyunzhai. Isn't it not dead?" The child looked at the back of Nagano's ancestor and said loudly. Then, his eyes looked at the second-grade crystal on the ground and was about to pick it up, but he found that a pair of hands were faster than him, and they had already grabbed it.

He fixed his eyes and saw that it was the second child of Shuiyunzhai. After the second child picked up the second grade crystal, he raised his leg and gave him a kick, kicked him to the ground, and cursed and said,

"Dead, you still want crystal, get out of here."

And after the child was kicked, he seemed to have been beaten like chicken blood. He stood on the ground and howled while rolling.

"In the light of day, someone actually robbed my crystal. It's not reasonable~~~"

He howled for a long time, but no one paid attention to him.

Someone whispered around,

"The ancestor of Nagano is worthy of being a immortal in the Jindan period. Seeing that his demeanor is extraordinary and has such love, he is indeed a profound cultivation."

"Who is this boy? He ate white food and ate Shuiyunzhai. I really don't want to live. You know, it costs at least ten second-grade crystals to eat here."

"Don't you know him? This child's name is Zhang Chong. It's not the first time he's here. It's the second time I've seen him here. Oh, I want to go in and eat it once, but it's a pity that my bone is not so cheap that I can't be beaten.

When Zhang Chong heard someone talking about him, he grinned and smiled at those people.

"This is the fifth time I've eaten in Shuiyunzhai. I envy and hate it~~"

After saying this, he staggered to stand up, threw the package containing clothes behind his back, and walked forward.

"I swaggered and strode forward~~" Zhang Chong, who hummed a song, walked forward. All the way he walked, blood-stained and shocking.

Zhang Chong's home is a broken thatched thatched house in a wasteland outside the cold fog town. If it is not vented on all sides, it can also be called a house.

It took four hours for Zhang Chong to finish the road that usually only takes half an hour to finish. After he got to the thatched hut, he directly opened the door and said,

"I'm back~~"

However, there was no one in the room, and Zhang Chong obviously just said this casually. He rushed directly to the bed. With his big foot, he collapsed like a dead pig and fell asleep.

In the dream, he suddenly saw the appearance of a fairy in white, beautiful, but with a sad face. In the colorful glow, he looked at him.

That look gave him a feeling of intoxication, but only for a moment, the colorful glow brightened his eyes, which was a feeling of burning pain, and the fairy in white flew farther and farther. In the end, there was only a faint wisp of white light.

And at this time, the colorful glow suddenly disappeared without a trace, and fell into a dead darkness around, which made him feel completely powerless.

In the boundless darkness, the white light spot was getting closer and closer to him again, which also made him see more and more clearly.

It was a tear, crystal clear, soft jade and warm light. In this way, it slowly dripped down, as if it had dripped into his heart.

And in his heart, while tasting the coldness, it was an inexplicable feeling of heartache.

"Huh, Huh~~"

Zhang Chong suddenly sat up and gasped. This dream was very familiar to him, but every time, it made him sweat.

He breathed evenly, and then looked around his body. Strangely, all the scars he had been beaten before going to bed had disappeared. All the places were intact, and everything seemed to have never happened.

Zhang Chong was indifferent to all this. Obviously, he had long been used to all this, and it was precisely because he found that no matter how many injuries he suffered, he would not recover from medicine that he had the courage to go to Shuiyunzhai to eat free food. However, the only bad negative effect is that he will have the same nightmare after he is injured.

Zhang Chong looked at the sky outside the room. At this time, the air-permeable thatched house showed his benefits, which was that he could directly see the situation outside the room. It's sunset now, and it's almost evening.

"Go out for a hunt while your physical strength is good." After Zhang Chong said this, he turned over quickly and jumped down from **.

After each recovery, Zhang Chong's physical strength was consciously in the best state, which also made him decide that he must make good use of it.