He said it very seriously and politely, as if he was completely thinking of the other party, but the deep meaning contained in his words was completely different.

In the future, the seemingly sanctimonious but actually sinister and sinister characters finally saw the clue.

Xie Zhiwei finally felt a little bit back to the original work.

But in the next moment, the eyes are dark.

Xie Zhiwei thought he was blind, but before he could react, his eyes lit up again.

He was baffled again.

The full moon above the head has become the sun at noon, and the blue-and-green Peihuaju has also become a market with people coming and going.

A hawker squeezed out from the crowd with a pile of candied haws on his back.

Xie Zhiwei was in a daze, and before he had time to dodge to the side, the hawker passed through his body with the candied haws.

"what?"

Xie Zhiwei stood still, and next, passers-by who rushed over also passed him one after another.

Damn, it's not like labor and capital died, right?

Xie Zhiwei quickly dismissed this guess because he saw a young beggar huddled in the corner.

Although the beggar was dirty all over, his face was covered with dirt, his body was hunched because of hunger or other reasons, and he was holding a broken bowl, very humble and inconspicuous.

Someone bumped into him, but instead accused him of not having long eyes, and he lowered his head cautiously, not daring to reason.

If it weren't for the iconic hooked nose, and the resentment and gloomy eyes from time to time, Xie Zhiwei really couldn't be sure, he was the Mingkong of the year.

Xie Zhiwei only understood the intention of the male protagonist.

——Mostly it was also Nie Ting's intention.

No wonder Ming Kong was in so much pain just now, because it was not only the male protagonist's spiritual power, but what was even more terrifying was that the male protagonist also invaded his heart and soul to read his memory.

The specific method of implementation is to condense the spiritual consciousness into the size of a needle tip, there are thousands of them, and forcefully squeeze them into the other party's spiritual consciousness.

Although Xie Zhiwei had never experienced that feeling, he felt that it was absolutely like being skinned alive and rolled on a chopping board once, no, a hundred and eighty times.

Even more painful than that.

After Mu Qi invaded Ming Kongxin's soul, he used his own spiritual power to form his own unique memory illusion.

Although it is only an illusion, it is very real, making everyone within three feet immersive.

This is also the reason why Xie Zhiwei can see Ming Kong's memory at this time.

At that time, Ming Kong was really a miserable person, even a commoner could bully him like a dog. Based on Xie Zhiwei's observation, Ming Kong is not an open-minded person, and it is not easy to endure this.

Seeing that the man kicked the broken bowl in Ming Kong's hand into the air and smashed it into eight petals on the wall, Ming Kong still lowered his head, but the two hands under his sleeves were already clenched and trembling.

There was a call to stop beside him: "Stop."

Although the tone is cold, the tone is very clear, and in the noisy crowd, it sounds like the cool wind blowing into the empty valley.

This brother has a good voice. If the image is a little better, he will be able to act properly.

Xie Zhiwei didn't look at it, he couldn't take his eyes away.

This man was wearing an inconspicuous blue shirt and had a folding fan in his hand. Although his face is expressionless, his eyes are clear, as if he can speak.

"Damn, who are you!" the man scolded.

The man in the blue shirt replied with two words: "Shen You."

Tsk tsk, no wonder Ming Kong never forgets him. Wearing an ordinary green shirt so that the trees are close to the wind, you can see it at a glance when you stand in the crowd, and even the aunt who passes by with a vegetable basket on her shoulders looks back three steps at a time.

This kind of high-cold image with its own idol halo and soft light special effects is definitely a natural role model.

Even if Xie Zhiwei praised him so much, Ming Kong was stunned for a long time, and he didn't know when his clenched fists were flattened.

This place is far away from Xuanyun Mountain. The person who caused the trouble obviously hadn't heard Shen You's name, so he stared straight at him, "Whatever Shen, go away, be careful I'll beat you all over the place."

As soon as he finished speaking, he let out a scream, and then squatted on the ground with his mouth covered.

Xie Zhiwei could see clearly that the fan in Shen You's hand flew out, and the fan bone just hit the man's cheek.

The man cried out in pain, spit out a mouthful of blood, and there were two white teeth in it.

"My tooth..." He stretched out his hand tremblingly to pick it up, but Shen You moved his finger, and the folding fan fanned the sand next to it and covered it.

The person next to him burst into laughter: "Hahaha, this is called looking for teeth all over the place."

There was a sly look on Shen You's face, although there was still no big expression, but compared to the walking dead that Xie Zhiwei saw later, it was a hundred times more spiritual.

Then, Shen You stood in front of Ming Kong and looked down at him condescendingly. Ming Kong was still staring at him, as if he was sleepwalking, looking stupid.

Until a white hand, holding an equally white ingot of silver, put it in front of him: "Take it to buy food."

Chapter 29

Only then did Ming Kong come back to his senses, and he was flattered and reached out to take it. Unexpectedly, as soon as his fingertips touched the silver, Shen You let go.

Yin Zi was not caught, and rolled into Ming Kong's arms, his hand still awkwardly stopped in the air.

Xie Zhiwei believes that Shen You is not looking down on people - this is the instinctive reaction of every person who loves cleanliness.

Ming Kong's face was so dirty that he didn't look human, not to mention that the dirt on his hands could fall off when touched.

Ming Kong picked up the silver from his arms and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Although this amount of money is just a drizzle in Shen You's wallet, for Ming Kong, it can be used as food for a long time.

These two people originally belonged to two worlds.

At least at the time, no one could have imagined that they would actually stand together.

Shen You nodded slightly and turned to leave.

The man behind whose teeth had been knocked out spit out bloody spit, covered his mouth, stood up, and shouted, "Stop, dare you report your way up, and I will lead someone to raid your house!"

Shen You didn't look back, only stopped, but not because of the man's clamor.

He opened his mouth and called out to the man in black who strode forward with a stern face, "Senior brother."

Xie Zhiwei glanced at him, hehe, Nie Ting was also a dog-like guy when he was young. He was 1.9 meters tall and had an aura of 5.6 meters. No wonder Mingkong was so afraid of him.

Shen You's face was still cold, but when she stood in front of Nie Ting, she consciously restrained her sense of existence and turned into a background board.

Nie Ting glanced at Shen You, "As soon as you come out, you will cause trouble for me."

Shen You lowered her eyelids without explaining.

The two had been together for a long time, and Nie Ting knew Shen You's sullen character better than anyone else. Although his tone was severe, he didn't mean to blame. Taking another step forward, the whole face turned really cold: "Which one said they would raid the house?"

He is tall and has been in charge for some years, and he has four characters throughout his body: mighty and domineering.

After this question came out, the uproar at the scene gradually subsided.

The man was obviously shocked, his eyes widened, and after a while, he covered his mouth and replied, "It's me, what!"

The person who came was a head taller than him, and his words almost exhausted all his courage.

Nie Ting raised his eyelids to look at him, then drooped down again: "Xuanyun Mountain, feel free to copy it."

This year, the Xuanyun Sword Sect has gained a lot of limelight, almost on a par with Yujing Daozong.

Even Ming Kong, who was still a beggar in the corner, murmured when he heard the words: "Xuanyun Mountain..." After being shocked, there was a strong desire and inferiority in his eyes.