In fact, I am tired of talking about this kind of black humorous, powerless and destiny-like problem that is the same as the cycle of history, and even thinks that it is useless even if it is said, it can only give birth to a group of idealists who understand but cannot change the reality and are doomed to failure for society.

Then, we can only become a down-to-earth, self-centered and completely seeking self-interest for ourselves.

In fact, I have no way to distinguish which ideology is correct, not only because they are not in opposition, but also that even if you distinguish which ideology is correct, it cannot change the complexity of people - that is, this ideology, and that ideology, as long as you are willing, it can only be said to you casually.

Because it doesn't matter anymore...

This kind of question is a topic that cannot be avoided when destiny is discussed, but now it is just a personal point of view.

"I don't know why the hard-working people are still alive... no... I don't know how they understand the words that life needs meaning..." Xun Huangying looked at Changyu Feng, who was a little... not so calm.

Inside the Immortal Hall, there are too many humans with haggard eyes and poor mental state, which can be seen at a glance.

In recent times, the life of the Immortal Hall is not much better than hell. Immortal disease is still an unavoidable disease like a plague. The oppression of the Immortal Group makes it difficult for all humans who are no longer Immortal Group to have more sources of income.

If you have no source of income, you can only beg for a living. If you have no source of income, you can only sell your children and daughters. If you have no source of income, you can only become a cow and horse that does not require thought.

Reality defeats people in a moment.

Although this is only for the hard-working people who do not control the Immortal Hall.

From a distance, the snake in the atrium of the world, the war between the principality and the empire, the extreme chaos of various powerful elements, the demon clan that was blatantly invading the kingdom of the beasts, and more terrible events that were carried out secretly, human despair, from the top figures of the social structure to the bottom figures, are shrouded in an indescribable layer of despair.

This is not the anxiety that only a hard-working public is concerned.

Although, as far as possible, what Chang Yufeng can see can only be the endless, poor face of the working people in the Immortal Hall.

"The rise of the people is suffering, the destruction of the people, the suffering of the people, the wisdom of the ancients really has to sigh that the vision is so long and the conclusion is so close to reality..."

Xunhuangying closed his eyes again.

"Although it is already something that has been said to be rotten... the ruler is too far away from the working people, and it is not new... Is his ears calloused to hear it, and history is still in the ruthless cycle? The reason why social laws are classified as laws is because it is difficult to change fundamentally... This is a matter of no way. No one can blame."

"You're still glad you know me. You're my sheep. Otherwise, you might never understand why you have the power and wisdom that can change your living environment in your life."

"I know that crushing others is a relatively difficult thing for you, but sheep also have to eat grass... Grass also has life. In other words, there is actually no principle that you can't crush "others". As long as you are born, it means that you must let something sacrifice for you."

“Hahahahahahahaha…”

Xunhuangying seemed to have said happy words late.

"Hahahaha, for example, air, air is also a substance that you must consume. The air is sucked in and provided for you with no sense of existence, but I have never heard of you being disliked... or being pitiful..."

After laughing, Xun Huangying, who was not treated by Changyu Feng, coughed twice and pretended to be calm: "Although this is a bit stubborn, the threshold that you can't get over is actually not that serious..."

Xun Huangying's face raised and his smile was extremely despicable.

"Hmph~ Treat bad people, you have to be more evil than bad people~ No, it's more just~ Hahahaha~ Hahahahaha~"

Chang Yufeng looked at Xunhuangying speechlessly.

"Actually, I don't know what you are talking about..."

Chang Yufeng shook his head.

He could understand Xunhuangying's words, but he realized what Xunhuangying was talking about in detail.

"If I can really represent the working people, then my position should indeed be centered on the working people, but..."

Changyufeng thought for a moment.

"I am just, able to represent me personally...they don't need me to represent...I don't have the ability."

"But some people just think that they can represent the working people... and then deceive the working people... you admit it openly, and then use it to make profits and survive for yourself, isn't it... normal? It's completely in line with human quarrels, or human-faced and animal-like desires, and I'm not surprised."

"The money of the working people is quite easy to cheat, and they don't receive much education..."

Xunhuangying never says something in a roundabout way, [scary words].

Some scary truth.

This may be Xunhuangying’s biggest disadvantage.

In the spiritual world, if you say these words, you won’t provoke anyone or the benefit of anyone, so it’s not that so-called.

The world that even dares to speak does exist, after all, but fortunately the spiritual world will not be like this.

"I am a beggar now... I'm penniless. If I'm hungry, would I want to die suddenly on the street?"

Chang Yufeng touched his stomach.

He is... hungry...

This is incredible.

"It seems that it is indeed the case..." Xun Huangying stood up and placed his cute little lamb hooves on Chang Yufeng's face: "Phyalmic structure determines that you need to replenish energy. You have run so far, it is abnormal to be not hungry... I think there is no difference between day and night here. Now, the luminous crystal may be covered with a layer of black cloth to create artificial night out."

Xunhuangying smiled too cutely, and he seemed to be much calmer: "Haha, think about how you earn money for meals. It shouldn't be difficult for you... Fortunately, I'm here~ But I won't give you a penny~ That's it! It's mine! Hahaha, a pauper, fortunately, I have the foresight and have hidden three~thousands of treasures from the Golden Palace~"

"..." Chang Yufeng put away the fan. He no longer cared so much about the haggard faces of the hard-working public because he could not change it at all.

He is, one of them.

Since they are all called the hard-working masses, the word "working" may be engraved on your body like a brand and will last for a lifetime.

This kind of thing that sounds desperate has really existed, something that has been "inherited" from generation to generation a few years ago.

However, it is normal for Changyufeng to eat without gold coins.

"What else is there to talk about saving the world and saving everything you love, you can't afford to eat... This is too idealistic and is not suitable for me at all..."

Chang Yufeng laughed helplessly, looked at the visible tavern, and walked forward quickly.

"So... I think so too... I am full of hope and despair. You will definitely encounter many people in the future... because many people have not been fooled by so-called breaking the shackles of fate and other remarks..." Xunhuangyingyi sucked his nose fiercely in a righteous manner.

The smell emitted in the tavern is really unforgettable.

"Eat~Food~Aw~"

Xunhuangying jumped down from Changyufeng's shoulders, and rushed into the tavern quickly first.

"Hey... I don't have money..." Chang Yufeng also stepped into the tavern, without any intention of stopping it.

What saves the world and what saves the loved ones, such too lofty ideals will really become a burden in life.

There are so many people, so how can we need so many people to save ourselves? It’s too late to save ourselves...

It is actually hard to say that there is a huge difference between an idealist and a realist, but Chang Yufeng is a combination of this contradiction. In most cases, he does not need too much words to prove that he will move forward on the road to saving the world and saving the people he loves.

Because he would do that.

No reason is needed anymore.

There is no meaning that needs to be explained in any way.

"Ouch~" Simeone was hit by Xun Huangying and fell on the door and fell on her butt.

"Ah~" Xun Huangying was hit by Simeone and flew out of the tavern all at once, flew straight to Chang Yufeng's feet, and fell a big butt.

"Don't you have eyes... I'm about to be knocked out of the meal I just ate!"

Simeone stood up with the help of thousands of feet, and spoke up and wanted to curse, but he did not see Xunhuangying at the door.

Chang Yufeng patted his face. Simeone, who was not so likable, looked like she was not a fuel-efficient lamp.

His height is not much taller than Xunhuangying.

Xunhuangying fell down a big butt and rolled on the ground to Changyufeng's feet.

"Feel sorry……"

Chang Yufeng held his forehead, and he was a little reluctant to apologize...

No, it should be because I don’t want to know Xunhuangying’s embarrassment.

This supreme king, this god of god, and the master of this world, is obviously more like a trickster...

"Ah... Damn it... I didn't win..." Xun Huangying stood up, his wool all over his body, so unwilling to win against Simeone.

He gritted his teeth, Chang Yufeng slowly moved a step away from him, and blew a whistle.

"Bastard!" Simeone took out the whip hard and looked at the white hair ball lying on the ground that was unwilling to accept it. The white hair ball that was smaller than him. She wanted it, and it would be done if it hit it? There was no door.

Today, it's the second time!

It's tolerant, but who can't bear it!

The whip snapped, attracting everyone's attention, and in full view of everyone, he was about to rush to Xunhuangying.

Some people exclaimed, some were afraid, some were shocked, some were humming a song...

"Today, I'm so angry!"

Simeone whipped over with a whip, chewing unpleasant words in her mouth: "Damn it! I am! You dare to hit it too! Ah? Hit! Hit! Hit!"

Papa! Try three whips in a row, Xunhuangying dodged, jumped up quickly, flipped three times in the air, and rotated like a top.

He snorted again, trying to find Chang Yufeng's place and stopped on his shoulder, but the handsome guy who was humming a small song seemed to be far away from him, and he had to turn around in the air with extremely unnaturally.

The whip was also held in Simeone's hand.

The red light in his eyes bloomed grandly at this time, and he cursed loudly again: "It's a couple of tricks! But! This time you don't have such a good chance to escape!"

Simeone wanted to wave the whip again, and Xunhuangying fell on Changyufeng's shoulders.
To be continued...