I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

Zhang Heng himself, also put on Feng Xiaoliu’s coat and headdress, and Yuan Bing, his hairstyle was slightly modified, and he took a rough look at the whole person and looked under the dim light of the within cave. Then, it turned out that he and Feng Xiaoliu really had a similarity between seven and eight.

Next, he dug a deep hole deep in the cave and buried the bodies of Feng Xiaoliu and the other three people in it. At the same time, try to clean up the battle traces left by everyone.

Wait until we are ready to stop. The sky is getting dark.

Zhang Heng has not relaxed.

Next, based on his previous memory, he began to imitate the speech and behavior of Xuefeng Xiaoliu.

Imitating a person, looks alike, clothes and accessories are exactly the same, but it is the most primary level of imitation.

Such imitation can deceive those who have not seen the person, but if the other party has seen the person being imitated, it is far from enough to just have the same appearance and the same clothes and accessories.

Because as long as you pay a little attention, you will find that everyone is actually a unique existence.

Just the way a person speaks, there are as different as heaven and earth, which regional accent does this person’s voice have, whether this person’s voice is strong, sharp, soft, or stiff.

Is this person's tone circumflex, or flat and straightforward, without ups and downs.

Is this person’s speech as fast as an arrow of a dash, or is he speaking slowly, or sometimes slowly?

these all are imitators, things that need to be considered.

This is just a matter of language. Others include the expression on the face of the person being imitated, the reaction to the situation, the posture of walking...

All of this, All Zhang Heng needs to get closer to Feng Xiaoliu himself.

Brother Shu Mingyue saw Zhang Hen alone talking to himself for a while, dancing and dancing, and dumbstruck, motionless in a daze.

Sometimes, Zhang Heng would stop and imitate a paragraph of Feng Xiaoliu's words or actions, and let his brother Shu Mingyue give an evaluation.

After all, Ge Shu Mingyue and Feng Xiaoliu spent much more time in contact with Zhang Heng.

At first, her brother Shu Mingyue was not optimistic about Zhang Heng's imitation, because she just listened to it at will, and at random, she felt that the other party and Feng Xiaoliu were completely two people. The difference between the two is simply one in the sky and the other on the ground.

But slowly, with Zhang Heng's tireless practice, correction, and imitation.

Gradually, when my brother Shu Mingyue was speaking at Zhang Heng, he heard the frivolity of Feng Xiaoliu.

When brother Shu Mingyue looked at Zhang Heng's face, he also found something unique to Feng Xiaoliu on his face.

While Ge Shu Mingyue watched Zhang Heng walking, he was also on Zhang Heng's body, and he saw Feng Xiaoliu's leisurely content.

Afterwards, I don’t know how many times I have imitated, corrected, repeated and repeated.

Finally, when her brother Shu Mingyue closed her eyes and listened to Zhang Heng’s words, what rang in her ears was not Zhang Heng’s voice at all. Instead, she immediately felt that she was in her ears right now It was not Zhang Heng who spoke, but Feng Xiaoliu himself.

And when her brother Shu Mingyue opened her eyes and looked at Zhang Heng, who was walking towards her step by step in the dark flames, she felt involuntarily from the other side's walking posture, and the other side came over. The person at is not Zhang Heng, but the dead Feng Xiaoliu himself.

Such a discovery made her brother Shu Mingyue extremely surprised, and she couldn't help blinking her eyes.

But when she opened her eyes, she saw Zhang Heng walking in front of her again. Seeing the flashy and frivolous look on Zhang Heng's face, her brother Shu Mingyue opened her mouth in surprise.

Because of this expression, she has only seen Feng Xiaoliu's face.

When Feng Xiaoliu is talking, his voice will appear slick, and when he is not talking, his face will always have this flashy and frivolous expression.

Because of this expression, Ge Shu Mingyue even ignored Zhang Heng's face.

Zhang Heng's face is thin and sharp, which makes people feel angry and feels a sense of dedication and confidence from the heart.

Feng Xiaoliu's face is slightly rounded, the lines are softer, and the eyebrows are more feminine.

The faces of the two are actually very different. Even with the same hairstyle, the difference is also hard to ignore.

But because of the expression on Zhang Heng's face that is exactly the same as Feng Xiaoliu, her brother Shu Mingyue almost recognizes Zhang Heng as Feng Xiaoliu himself.

Brother Shu Mingyue believes that even if he does not know that Zhang Heng has fallen out with Feng Xiaoliu beforehand, she will never realize that the person in front of him is actually not Feng Xiaoliu.

Brother Shu Mingyue believes even more that the mysterious client will not spend more time with Feng Xiaoliu than her.

If she didn't even see Feng Xiaoliu as someone else for a while.

She didn't believe that the client could see through Zhang Heng's disguise at a glance.

Thinking of this, her look towards Zhang Heng gradually became solemn.

Because she is more and more aware that the person in front of her is indeed somewhat different from the people she has seen before.

Zhang Heng’s innate talent, among the people she has met, is not an outstanding, a glance at the many mountains that seem small.

But Zhang Heng's diligence, his ability to learn, and his ability to be flexible, among peers, she found that she could not find anyone, so she could mention on equal to Zhang Heng terms.

Not even she herself.

Ge Shu Mingyue discovered early on that the more outstanding people are innate talent, the more intelligent people are.

But the smarter people are, the more they like to take tricks, the more they look down on those who work hard, and the less willing to bleed, sweat, consume countless energy, and go for assiduous cultivation.

So the most powerhouses of an era are often not those who are extremely smart, but many do not think they are smart, can sink their hearts, work hard as a cultivator, and practice slowly over the years. After countless bloody storms, finally boarded the Peak of the times.

Brother Shu Mingyue looked at Zhang Heng in front of her, her eyes suddenly became brilliant, she suddenly thought: "This person in front of me, will he step on the blade light blood rain someday in the future? Finally, I will act as Peak?"

Ge Shu Mingyue was still thinking about it, but Zhang Heng asked again: "Ms. Ge Shu, look at my current imitation. The appearance of six?"

As soon as Zhang Heng opened his mouth, his accent immediately exuded a slick accent that was extremely annoying for many people.

Zhang Heng did not even deliberately imitate Feng Xiaoliu, but the slick sophistication revealed in that voice still makes people listen, involuntarily, thinking of Feng Xiaoliu himself.

Brother Shu Mingyue listened to the voice of the other party, and he knew that he was Zhang Heng, and he was still involuntarily developing an uncontrollable disgust in his heart.

Zhang Heng has imitated Feng Xiaoliu's voice to the three points of the wood, and he has grasped the essence of Feng Xiaoliu's voice.

Not just talking, but Feng Xiaoliu’s speech and behavior, Zhang Heng has found the key and core of it.

It can even be said that Zhang Heng is now Feng Xiaoliu, and Feng Xiaoliu is Zhang Heng.

I am afraid that Feng Xiaoliu is reborn, and when he hears Zhang Heng's voice, he will certainly not be able to hear any weak spot in it.

After that, the two of them even changed their mutual titles to Feng Xiaoliu and Girl.

Zhang Heng acted as Feng Xiaoliu, so my brother Shu Mingyue wanted to call Zhang Heng Feng Xiaoliu.

In fact, Boss Cui and his elder brother Shu Mingyue are always regarded as girls.

They had entered the state in advance before the client arrived.

Because they don't know when the client will arrive, the two can only enter the state in advance.

Two days and two nights for two people.

In the past two days and two nights, Zhang Heng also went out to eat some game nearby to fill their stomachs.

After eating the barbecue made by Zhang Heng, my brother Shu Mingyue was even more impressed with Zhang Heng.

She didn't expect, Zhang Heng is not only good innate talent, but also excellent in self-learning ability. Even the cooking skills are unexpectedly good.

Just freely in the barbecue, adding a few hand-picked grass leaves, bark, and wild fruits and the like.

Those originally eaten a bit greasy game, instantly turned into a delicacy.

This is simply turning decay into magic!

For the rest of the two days, Zhang Heng spent the rest of the day practicing "Qi Refinement Art", hoping to improve his cultivation realm as much as possible before the freshman trial.

After all, there are many ways to improve battle strength, but the foundation of everything is still hero realm.

Without the support of a strong hero realm, no matter how many other things are made into a big mess, it is meaningless.

In front of the real hero realm gap, everything is floating clouds.

It is also the hard practice of these two days that allowed Zhang Heng's hero grade to achieve success in Qi Refinement Grade 1 Peak Realm, and go one step further, reaching the Qi Refinement Grade 1 perfection boundary.

After reaching Perfection, Zhang Heng looked at himself inwardly and intuitively felt that his physical fitness in all aspects was improved again.

At this moment, Zhang Heng and Zhang Heng also experienced thousands of hardships. When brother Shu Mingyue couldn't help but want to give up, they finally waited for the client's arrival.

Outside the cave, a middle-aged man who is tall and thin like a bamboo pole, has a sallow complexion, towering cheekbones, and a stilted moustache on his upper lip. At this moment, he is lying prone behind a towering old tree, watching patiently The entrance of the cave, and the noise from within cave Zhang Heng.

Bright light glittering in a pair of triangular eyes in the middle-aged. He has been here for two days, and he has been on this towering tree for two days.

In two days, he didn't close his eyes and slept once. Even the posture of the two of them lying on the tree trunk hasn't changed much.

The eyes of the middle age person always stare at the opposite side unblinkingly.

His ears are always spare no effort listeners within cave.

He even heard the heartbeat breathing of two people within cave.

Many people think he is wasting time, but he never thinks so.

There were many people who came out to do this kind of thing in the same issue with him.

But now, most of them have turned into a pile of dead bones, buried in the ground hastily, and some of them have been smashed to pieces, bones and ashes, die without a burial site.

It's not because those people are too stupid.

Relatively speaking, the middle age person is the dumbest person in this group.