The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 57

When Hu Ming said such words, the person who spoke earlier sneered.

"What a death, there should be a way to die. I just want to ask you, this monster needs benevolence and righteousness, and needs a way to die. So... what about the people who are eaten by the monster?"

The man's face was full of anger, and he took a step forward, "What is benevolence? To whom should benevolence benevolence? Outer kings and inner benevolents are the emperor's way. If everyone complains about grievances for cannibalism, then who will do it for being eaten?" People complain about it?"

Hu Ming was unconsciously intimidated by his momentum, and took a step back involuntarily.

When he came to his senses, his face felt uncomfortable for a moment, but he still forcefully argued, "How do you know that these monsters have eaten people? Why should I believe you when you say that with empty teeth?"

The young man who was talking was too lazy to say anything to Hu Ming. He wiped his hands in front of his eyes and said in a low voice, "If you take the past as a mirror, you can straighten your clothes. If you take history as a mirror, you can know the ups and downs. If you take people as a mirror, you can understand the gains and losses."

As soon as the words fell, a bronze mirror slowly emerged, and the light on the mirror reflected on Yaoman's corpse, and a picture of Yaoman gnawing on human flesh appeared in the mirror, leaving a bloody mess.

This scene was so straightforward that many people present felt faintly sick.

Now, even that Hu Ming couldn't say anything, he could only murmur, "It's not like this...it's not like this..."

His face was flushed red, as if he had been slapped severely, but even in such a situation, he refused to admit defeat or even admit his mistake.

The crowd on the other side glanced at Hu Ming, and said nothing in a tacit understanding.

After they left, Hu Ming was still a little dazed, "How could I be wrong...it's not me..."

While he was muttering to himself, he didn't notice that beside him, the Yidiecao on his side turned into faint blue dream butterflies, flying slowly in the night, and turning into a torrent, Merged into Hu Ming's body.

When all the butterflies entered his body, Hu Ming shouted loudly, "I'm right!"

The eyes in his eye sockets emitted a bluish light in the dark night, and his hands and feet gradually walked towards the depths of the secret realm in a strange but regular rhythm.

the other side.

Song Lanyi walked in the secret realm. Along the way, the barren plains, lost temples, meandering galaxy, and blooming Ediegrass made this scenery a mysterious and even shameful scenery.

Song Lanyi looked at the Yidiecao, which was shining with light, and even had an illusion.

That is, after the sun set in ancient times, the falling sun turned into vigorous grass, which rose and even bloomed day after day on the ground.

She walked into a temple with dilapidated tiled roofs, damp-soaked futons, and even clay sculptures with vague faces on the shrine.

For some reason, the moment Song Lanyi saw the clay sculpture, it seemed that at this moment, the clay sculpture directly changed into the faces of all people.

Regardless of whether he is an emperor, a general, or a pawn, or even on the stage, he has a red face, a black face, and a white face.

These faces changed one by one, and at the end, Song Lanyi was startled.

Looking at the last frozen face, she suddenly felt the great horror between life and death, and the fine goosebumps appeared on her back almost instantly.

I saw that the clay sculpture turned into a three-year-old boy, wearing a green robe, leaning against the river with bare feet, shaking his calf, and his toes made faint ripples on the water from time to time.

When Song Lanyi looked at it, she seemed to feel something, and she turned her head to look straight at Song Lanyi.

At this moment, Song Lanyi's pupils shrank sharply.

Because the girl's face was obviously her childhood face.

The girl leaned over the water, and a lantern slowly swam down.

With her hands behind her back, she hummed an unknown tune.

"The fairy road is at the fingertips, and the universe is hidden in the sleeves. It has been going on for three thousand years. I walk the road alone..."

"If you ask about the fairy road, a dream will come alive..."

At the end of the song, the figure of the girl turned into thousands of butterflies, fluttering away bit by bit.

The screen slowly disappeared, but the hairs on Song Lanyi's arms were still standing on end.

When the illusion disappeared, the clay sculpture on the shrine suddenly disappeared, turning into a butterfly, slowly reflecting into the center of Song Lanyi's eyebrows.

Immediately, she felt severe pain in her head, and fragmentary memories flooded into her mind, but it seemed that they only existed for a moment before they were sealed by the butterfly mark.

After a long time, Song Lanyi's eyelashes trembled slightly.

A complicated look flashed in her eyes, with deep puzzlement, she couldn't help muttering.

"Who am I?"

She took a deep breath, trying to calm down.

She kept telling herself in her heart that this was a secret realm about dreams, and what she had seen and heard in the secret realm might be true, but it was more likely... a trap set by the secret realm.

She pressed the center of her brow, seemingly thoughtful.

At this moment, a loud voice came from behind.

"Haha, it's another temple. Looking at the specifications, the statues in this temple must be amazing. It is estimated that it can evolve into more paths."

Evolution path?
Song Lanyi felt a sense of enlightenment in his heart.

Could this be the opportunity for sanctification that King Ming and the others mentioned?

It's just... Song Lanyi always felt that something was wrong.

If a person's holy path can evolve in a predictable way, then this path, whether he is walking or a god is walking.

Just when she was suspicious, the Yaoman behind barged in carelessly.

They first subconsciously looked in the direction of the shrine, and seeing that it was empty, the smiles on their faces froze.

They only saw Song Lanyi at this time, and their tone was quite unfriendly, "You stole the statue?"

Song Lanyi turned around and glanced at them.

Two of the sixth-rank realm, and the fourth-rank and seventh-rank realm.

These barbarians are all the elite of the elite.

When they saw Song Lanyi and felt the talent in her, in just a split second, their eyes met and they shot instantly.

Their actions were fast and swift. During the silent moment, several attacks were poured on Song Lanyi's body.

Song Lanyi drew a picture of Yin and Yang with his fingers, and said in his mouth:
"Yang line one, line two."

"One belongs to heaven, and the other belongs to earth."

……

"Yin and Yang are reversed, and the universe is reversed!"

Song Lanyi put down his hands, and the black and white millstone in front of him, which looked like a Yin-Yang diagram, blocked Yaoman's attack bit by bit.

What's more, when the monster's supernatural power touched the black and white yin and yang grinding disc, the supernatural power flew out instead.

This change made Yaoman unexpected.

They looked at each other and said sharply, "The idea is a bit hard, withdraw!"

Song Lanyi was speechless for a moment when he heard this.

Song Lanyi will be in a hurry with anyone who says she looks like a bandit next time.

The group of barbarians in front of them are the true qualities of bandits.

　Today's Chapter 1, preparing for self-study in the evening, crazy coding.

　　
　
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