Before Jian Wushuang could react, the opponent had disappeared.

The meaning of 　　 is already obvious, the other party is not a mortal.

　　 "Magic sound general?" Jian Wushuang shook his head, not like it!

　　 There were only three people who entered this place. Wanyan and Dongsheng didn't know if they were in this city, and they probably wouldn't pretend to be superior in front of him.

　　Since they are all in this place, they should be like him. They are all ordinary people.

　　 It is not Dongsheng, Wanyan, or magic sound **** general, it seems that there are other people here, or not people, it is a consciousness left by the existence of the original creation of this place.

　　 Although I don't know who the other party is, Jian Wushuang can't stand that tone.

　　 It's not that he is rebellious and can't listen to others' discipline. Is this kind of trial necessary?

　　 Is it stronger than anyone who can suffer?

　　 It can only be said that the person who created this place has become smaller, and the structure has become smaller.

　　 "To live, I will starve to death here today, I see what you do!" Jian Wushuang secretly made up his mind. He didn't believe that starving to death here would really fall.

　　 Even if the magic sound **** will not make a move, the true spirit will save him if he knows it.

　　 An ultimate Daoist, a peerless Tianjiao who has the hope of reaching the top in the future, starved to death in the mundane world. What a thing.

　　 Plop!

　　 Jian Wushuang found a pleasing threshold, and lay down on his back.

　　 "That's it, it's not bad to die here!" Jian Wushuang ridiculed himself, and then the hunger pandemic hit.

　　 Enduring hunger, Jian Wushuang fell asleep.

　　 Twilight descended, and the cold wind roared in the dim alley, Jian Wushuang couldn't bear it, and shrank.

　　 I don't know if it is instinct or my consciousness is not firm enough.

　　Hu!

　　 Jian Wushuang suddenly got up.

　　 Is his consciousness not firm enough?

　　 Although he has become a mortal, his consciousness is still there!

　　 Why did he flinch.

　　 Thinking of this, he placed half of his body on the street again.

　　 woo!

　　 "Too stunned!" Jian Wushuang shrank back, 10,000 unwilling in his heart.

When 　　 fell asleep again, his body shrank into a ball, and he instinctively arranged the clothes on his body to wrap his whole body.

　　 Although his belly was screaming all the time, Jian Wushuang still slept soundly, perhaps because he hadn't slept for three days. After this sleep, he slept faintly.

　　 I don't know when, Jian Wushuang feels his mouth is dry and cracked, his throat feels like heat is burning, and there is a pungent smell coming from him.

　　 A stream of liquid ran down his throat, and a choking breath directly woken him up.

　　 ahem!

　　 Jian Wushuang coughed violently and opened his eyes weakly.

　　Everything in front of him has changed. He thought he was back to reality. When he saw the messy clothes on his body, he realized that he was still a beggar.

　　 turned his head and looked around, this is a simple yet warm room.

　　 "You are too fate, and you didn't freeze you to death in the snowdrift!"

　　 A woman's voice came, and Jian Wushuang hooked his head with difficulty, only to realize that there was a young female protagonist behind, with heavy rouge on her face, but her facial features were still exquisite.

　　 Jian Wushuang's voice was a bit collapsed. He didn't think so much now, he just wanted to drink some water. Before he could speak, the woman twisted her waist and handed it over with a bowl of water.

　　 Gulu!

　　 He picked up the bowl and took a sip, only feeling that the whole person became refreshed. This is the best water he has ever drunk, and it is 10,000 times better than those genius treasures.

　　 After seeing Jian Wushuang could catch his breath, the woman asked angrily: "Smelly beggar, what is your name?"

　　 After taking a sigh of relief, Jian Wushuang dragged his body with both hands, leaned against the soft bed, looked at the woman with some unkind eyes, and said coldly: "You are not worthy!"

　　 "Hey, you stinky beggar, my old lady saved your life, why are you talking to me? Believe it or not, my old lady will throw you out to feed the dog!" The rouge powdered and heavy woman said viciously.

　　 Jian Wushuang ignored him, he finally realized that he was actually afraid of death.

　　 can't say that he is afraid of death, because the desire to survive in his heart is too serious, which makes him instinctively not want to die.

　　 "You shouldn't save me!" Jian Wushuang's voice eased.

　　If you don't care about him, he will really freeze to death tonight.

　　 Now that the coldness on his body has gone, he really wants to go out in the warm bed, and he doesn't even want to move.

　　 The woman who was a little angry at the beginning, heard Jian Wushuang's words, sighed, and complained: "You men, every good thing! You should be frozen to death in the street."

　　 "My name is Jian Wushuang, how about you!"

　　 "You can call me thirteen mothers!"

　　 The two have reported their names to each other, and they are considered to know each other.

　　 Then they chatted with each other, Jian Wushuang also came out of the ordinary world, not ignorant of everything, and quickly learned about this Qingshan city and this peculiar identity of the thirteen mothers.

　　 Her background was not good. When her young parents left, she was sold to Cuixianglou in the west of the city by her own uncle, and she has since entered the dust.

　　 And this yard used to be her home. After she entered the brothel and made money, she bought it.

　　 Normally, she doesn't come back. Today, she also happened to have something that shouldn't have come. When she came back here while resting, she met Jian Wushuang.

　　 The world is impermanent, it's just such a coincidence that Jian Wushuang, who was about to freeze to death, was saved.

　　 "What did you just give me a drink?" Jian Wushuang asked curiously.

　　 Shisanniang was taken aback for a moment, and then replied: "Of course it is wine. Without that sip of wine, you would have been frozen to death long ago."

　　 "Then, what else?" Jian Wushuang swallowed.

　　 screamed unconvincingly.

"You look like a beggar, but you really don't speak like it. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is more like a scholar, how can you become like this!" Shisanniang handed over the flask on the table. He gave it to Jian Wushuang, and threw a piece of roasted sweet potato along the way.

　　 Jian Wushuang took a sip of heavy liquor, picked up the hot piece of sweet potato, and ate it. After hearing what the Shisanniang said, he vaguely said: "You are so accurate!"

　　 He was really not a beggar before, if he tells his previous identity, I am afraid the other party will think his brain is frozen and stupid.

　　 There is no such thing as a practitioner in this mundane world.

　　 A piece of sweet potato was eaten, and finally the little fairy who was grinding in his stomach was restrained.

　　 Filling up his stomach and being able to lie on the warm Kang, Jian Wushuang felt that he was too happy. Thinking back to the haggis soup during the day, he couldn't help but smashed his mouth.

　　 "Let’s talk about it, look at your little face that doesn’t look like a child from a poor family, how could it be like what it is today!" Shisanniang was very curious. Once a woman’s gossiping fires, it will not go out.

　　 Jian Wushuang held his head in his hands, looked at the beams of the room, and muttered to himself: "I, it's really hard to tell!"

　　 I don’t know where to say it, are you talking about the Temple of Qi?

　　 is too ridiculous, to introduce a mortal to the temple of the gods, just like the heavenly book.

　　 The things in the common world must be my own experience. I really have to say it.

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