"Just here?"

"Yes, it's here." The black air next to the middle-aged man dissipated and he said, "Sir Jian Cultivate, I'll ask you a question... What do you think of mortals?"

Li Yu didn't expect the middle-aged man to ask such a question, and said after a pause.

"I am a mortal myself, what can I think?"

"You are joking. How can Lord Banxian be a mortal? Even in the era of prosperous Shinto, Lord Banxian was at the level of a powerful man. Not only was he highly cultivated, he had a tradition of Taoism, but he was also the most powerful sword cultivator." The middle-aged man did not believe Li Yu's statement.

"People have seven emotions and six desires, joys, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows, and happiness, laugh when they encounter happy things, and when they meet people like you, they will exude fragrance. I have these things, and I will do them, so how is the difference between me and them?" Li Yu said lightly: "Just because he mastered the power of supernatural powers, he opened himself to the category of [people], and forcibly classified the category of [mortals]?"

"Daoism and spiritual arts are just tools. Isn't it ridiculous to regard that thing as a superior person?"

The middle-aged man said after a moment of silence.

"Your philosophy... is very strange. I feel familiar. I think that the extraordinary is just a person who uses tools, a person who uses dangerous tools. Magic and magic are overly dangerous tools... Interesting... Interesting..."

Li Yu always felt incredible that he could argue with this guy, and the two maintained a subtle peace.

Of course, after today and after this incident, both sides will still be enemies.

After all, his reward is still hanging in the mission chain—

Several people came to a sanitary napkin company.

During lunch time, a young man was gnawing buns and drinking them in cold water.

It looks a bit miserable.

"It's him?"

"At least this is what my soul-breaking Gu told me." The middle-aged man looked at the young man in front of him and said, "Resurrection from the dead. I really want to know what the secret of him standing up..."

Name: Wang Yikong

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Note: A man who is busy and humble in his family.

As soon as Li Yu and the middle-aged man approached, Wang Yikong, who was eating buns, was slapped and the whole bun was slapped out.

"Husband~ Why are you hitting him?" said the woman with heavy makeup.

"I said I'll beat him once." The fat young man wearing a big gold chain on the side spat and said, "MD, hasn't he died of a woman who dares to harass me?"

"I...I didn't harass your woman..." Wang Yikong wanted to pick up the knocked bun, but was directly stepped on by the fat man in the golden chain and slapped him again.

"Bah! Why are you talking to my woman about sanitary napkins not harassment?"

"This is not harassment, I am just selling the company's products..."

"I don't care, this is harassment!" The fat young man threw his punch and said with a ferocious look on his face: "I said that I will beat you once and once... Yes? Why did the wounds I hit the day before yesterday heal...md, don't care, I will beat you to death!"

Wang Yikong didn't think about resisting, but at this moment, the fat young man suddenly flew backwards.

Wang Yikong was stunned, and the woman next to the fat young man was also stunned.

The air suddenly became quiet for a moment.

"Uh, sorry..." Li Yu took back his right foot and paused, "The body moved subconsciously... Sorry."

"Ah...ah..."

The woman next to her was so scared that she ran away, and she didn't care about the fat man who could not foam at all on the ground.

Wang Yikong looked at Li Yu with a dull face. He was stunned for a moment, and then said.

"Thank you...thank you..."

The middle-aged man came to Wang Yikong, sniffed his nose and said.

"He has residue on his body...it's very thick, so my worms are looking for the wrong one."

Li Yu looked at Wang Yikong and said.

"That is, it's not him, but it has something to do with him..."

At this moment, the fat man who had just been beaten to foam at the mouth stood up, pulled out the knife with a ferocious look on his face and wanted to rush towards Li Yu, intending to avenge this Jio.

This time, the middle-aged man punched him and fell to the ground with a spiral. He was unable to get up again.

"Even if this body is not mine, it feels so comfortable to punch someone with a fist..." The middle-aged man moaned comfortably, then looked at the fat man and said, "This fat guy is about to die...ah? Interesting...."

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Sir Jian Cultivator, let's follow this fat guy..."

...

"Baby..."

Zhou Yongying held her son who was sleeping peacefully, and looked gentle: "My child is so cute..."

"Yes, your baby is really good enough. It's not like my one. Oh, I cry every day, so I can't even sleep..."

"It's a good thing for children to cry."

"Yes, it means you have a lot of strength."

Several young women gathered together, holding their children and discussing interesting things in the family.

At this moment, one of the older women said mysteriously: "Xiao Zhou, there is one thing I don't know whether to ask or not."

"Um?"

"Did your husband fight with someone the day before yesterday? I saw that his body was green and purple..." The woman paused and said mysteriously: "It seems very serious, it's okay."

Zhou Yongying said in a daze.

"My husband is green and purple? It probably doesn't... the day before yesterday we... well, he has no wounds on his body anyway."

The woman's face was gloomy and she finally gritted her teeth and said.

"Okay... your husband works as a salesman in a sanitary napkin company."

Zhou Yongying did not feel ashamed of her husband's livelihood, but instead smiled generously.

"Yes, our family is all relying on my husband's job to make a living. He is very hardworking..."

"That's right, I'm very hardworking. I went to your husband's company to buy it... It's very useful." The woman was relieved about Zhou Yongying's inattention, but quickly said: "But your husband sold the wrong partner. He had previously sold it to a bar girl. The bar girl's social boyfriend thought it was a hooligan, so he took someone to drag your husband to the alley and beat him... It was a very bad beating, and he kept beating him, latte sticks, and I wanted to call the police at that time, but the social person saw that I wanted to hit me with the phone, so I ran away in fear..."

Just as the women finished speaking, the young women gathered around them suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Why does it feel a little hot..."

"Ye? Did it heat up suddenly?"

"What's going on? The weather forecast is not accurate..."

At the same time, everyone's infant children also started to cry.

Zhou Yongying's face did not change much, but she just handed over her child to the woman next to her and said.
Chapter completed!