"Brother Qin Feng, I want to eat candied haws and walnuts." A cute little girl Liang pulled Qin Feng's sleeve beside her and pointed her little finger at the stall on the side of the road.

The little girl Liang is very young and cute. She looks about 11th and 2nd, wearing a quick white coat, untainted.

Qin Feng looked helplessly at the direction of Xiao Guliang's finger, and let Xiao Guliang pull him to the place where he bought candied haws.

That's right, after Qin Feng got up, he was dragged to the street by the great devil. No matter what Qin Feng said, it was useless.

Qin Feng sighed, walked to the boss selling candied haws and asked, "Boss, how much does a bunch of candied haws with walnuts cost?"

"Five copper strings, brother, do you want to buy two strings?" the boss said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, boss, come two strings." The great devil rushed to say without waiting for Qin Feng to answer.

The boss smiled even happier. He happily took out two strings of candied haws with cores and handed them to Qin Feng and the Great Demon King.

After Qin Feng took 10 copper and handed it to the boss, he held the candied haws in his hand, with a helpless look on his face.

The big devil held the candied haws in his mouth and said vaguely: "Brother Qin Feng, why don't you eat them?"

Qin Feng stretched out his hand, scraped the nose of the great devil and said, "I don't want to eat it, you can eat it."

The great devil's happy eyes narrowed into a slit, and he happily ate candied haws, his eyes kept slipping around.

She likes to play with Qin Feng the most. Qin Feng will give in to her everything. Even if she is bullied, she will still protect her.

Unfortunately, in the past three years, she has rarely seen Qin Feng’s smile. Since her strength has declined, the young man’s face is always full of sadness.

Fortunately, he has recovered now. She is really happy. Qin Feng has always been her role model, strong and serious.

There was a burst of lively sound in front of him. The great devil was holding candied haws in one hand and pulling Qin Feng in the other, and then squeezed into it, as if performing acrobatics inside.

Qin Feng used his internal energy to protect the great devil, and followed her to squeeze into the crowd step by step. He always had to pay attention to the candied haws in his hand that would be touched by others. This is really a technical job.

Finally, with Qin Feng's efforts, the two of them squeezed to the front row, with one inside, holding a big hammer. The people around him said that it was a yellow-level intermediate weapon with a 200 kilograms.

There was a man lying flat on the chair, with a huge rock on his chest, which seemed to be performing a show of shattering big rocks on his chest.

Qin Feng has heard of this show, but unfortunately he has never watched it before. He also wants to see how it performed.

The performance has just entered the climax, and Qin Feng and the Great Demon King happened to be there.

The man holding the sledgehammer was a little thin. Qin Feng opened the system and saw that he was a warrior with level 10 internal strength. Fortunately, he had some kung fu foundation, otherwise he would probably not be able to take the sledgehammer with this body.

The thin man smiled and said, "Hello, everyone, the two of us passed by Tiandou City today. Because of the shortage of money, we performed a program of broken stones on our chests here. The audience found it fun and funny, and we could give some support.

Brother Fat and I are both warriors with level 10 internal strength. If we rely on the strength of the warrior to perform, we lack a lot of fun. Brother Fat and I discussed it and decided that we will not use any internal strength and challenge the limit."

After the thin man finished speaking, he bowed a few times to the surroundings. Qin Feng felt a little sad. It was really difficult for people without the strength and talent to make it stand out.

The big devil clapped his palms and bit the candied haws in his mouth, filling his mouth with his whole mouth, making Qin Feng, who was depressed, smile. This little girl is always so carefree.

The show began. The thin man sealed his internal energy, lifted the hammer with difficulty, shouted loudly, quickly raised it to the top of his head, and fell down.

With a bang, Fat Brother with his chest on Dashi's face turned pale, and they were all worlds of warriors. Many people have very sharp eyes, so they can't do it.

The big rock broke open, and the thin man could not control his whereabouts because he sealed his internal strength. He saw that he was about to smash the fat brother who had only a little protection.

The thin man was very anxious on his face, and the fat brother was shaken again, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was probably going to be seriously injured.

At this time, a knife flew over and directly blocked the sledgehammer from the bottom of the sledgehammer, which was slightly different from Brother Fat's skin. In this moment of struggle, the thin man stabilized his body and held the sledgehammer.

With a bang, the knife was directly inserted in front of Qin Feng's eyes, scaring the big devil's eyes almost spitting out the candied haws in his mouth.

The great devil patted his chest, and it turned out that it was just a false alarm. Qin Feng was also shocked. The speed was really fast. If the person who used the knife had any malicious intentions, Qin Feng would probably have to be separated by Yin and Yang.

A young man walked over from the field and walked to the thin man sweating profusely and said, "Don't overestimate one's ability, life is the most important." After that, he ignored the thin man and walked straight to where Qin Feng was, which was the position of the knife.

The thin man didn't care what the boy said, but he kept thanking him and stood up with the frightened fat brother.

The audience around saw such a huge skill, especially the flying knife. They thought it had been arranged, and they applauded. Many people took out copper coins at the two performers at the credit limit.

Since the boy came over, Qin Feng's eyes had never left the boy and had been looking at him.

The boy walked to the sword, glanced at Qin Feng, and said without emotion: "I hate others who keep looking at me like this, and there will be no next time."

"Hey, who are you, you almost hurt us. You are still so arrogant." The great devil was naturally very unhappy when he heard the boy's words and said angrily.

"I won't hurt you, I'm very confident in my knife." The boy walked to the center again, and his confident tone made people inexplicably believe him.

"Hold it, you must have the dignity of a warrior." The young man passed by the performer, solemnly took out 1,000 copper, and handed it to the thin man with his own hands.

The thin man looked at the boy in a daze, his eyes seemed to be filled with tears, is he dignity?

The thin man laughed and cried, and directly threw away the 1,000 copper from the boy and said hysterically: "What do you geniuses know? Like us poor people, who have no talent, there is no chance to make a name for themselves. Without relying on these, we don't even have the chance to cultivate to the tenth level of internal strength."

The boy was not angry, but said seriously: "I come from the refugee area, and I am not a genius, but I have a knife in my heart, and I will never give up on it, so I succeeded. I admire you two because I see your love for martial arts, otherwise I will not save you, but you should not give up the dignity of warriors, no matter where you are."

The thin man was stunned when he heard the boy's words.

Fat Brother sighed: "Young man, you are wrong. There is no high or low in the industry in the world, only the high or low in the hearts of the people." Fat Brother pulled the thin man, packed up his things and prepared to leave.

The boy stayed there and murmured, is it really human heart? Is he really wrong?

The audience around them seemed to be watching the excitement, watching the conversation between the three of them, and occasionally burst into sarcastic smiles.

"It is right to stick to your own path and keep your original heart. Everyone has their own path. There is no so-called right or wrong." Qin Feng frowned and walked out.

Do the three people in the field keep their true hearts together? How many people have changed their original intentions in this world? Is their performance really just for cultivation?

There was hail at home. Although it was not big, it seemed that it was the first time I saw it at home.
Chapter completed!