I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

　　 Old God Zhang Yi was sitting in the middle of the sofa, with a woman of 20 years old on both sides.

　　 Feeling that there is not a trace of genuine energy fluctuations in their bodies, Zhang Yi is sure that their true age is around twenty.

　　 Of course, although the two women are young, Zhang Yi is a warrior of the realm, with a lifespan of 400 years. From the physical appearance alone, he is younger than the two women.

　　Although the two were young, they naturally moved closer as soon as they sat beside Zhang Yi, and began to feed Zhang Yi a cup after a cup. The name was tasting, and the technique was very proficient.

　　 Zhang Yi is naturally not the kind of restraint, the other party has already provoked his head, then he is not unreasonable, and he responded accordingly.

　　 Sin, sin! Zhang Yi shouted in his heart.

　　 "Master Zhang, how, Yezhihua's service is definitely top-notch in Thousand Machines City."

　　 Huang Feng relaxed his body, letting the woman around him toss, and asked with a smile.

Zhang Yi opened his mouth, took a sip of the wine glass that the woman next to him was handed to his mouth, and said sternly, "The wine here is indeed pure. As far as the Baihua wine is concerned, a refreshing fragrance will explode in the body when one mouth is in the throat, so People have endless aftertastes."

　　 hypocrisy! Huang Feng broke his heart with a smile on his face.

　　 After some foreplay, the woman next to Zhang Yi's movements became more presumptuous, and her body was sticking to Zhang Yi's body like a weak boneless body.

　　 In truth, these two women are indeed good-looking and well-built.

　　 was wearing a purple dress with a long skirt that was knee-length.

　　 A white short-sleeved shirt with a large neckline, Zhang Yi can see the scenery as soon as he lowers his head.

　　 Zhang Yi still enjoys it.

　　 After another period of time passed, Zhang Yi's eyes were calm and he knew it was time to withdraw.

　　 For him, it's good to just taste it.

　　 "Ahem."

　　Zhang Yi coughed twice and did it right, separated the two girls a little bit, and said in a serious tone:

　　 "Although the wine is good, you shouldn't linger about it. It's not early, so I will leave first."

　　 The young man reacted and quickly said: "Adults go slowly, Qiu Ju, Qiu Ya, don't you hurry to send them off." As he said, the man gestured with his eyes.

　　 The two girls quickly got up and followed Zhang Yi.

　　 "No need." Zhang Yi refused aloud, declined the young man's kindness, and then walked outside alone.

　　 "Young Master, this..." Qiu Ju watched Zhang Yi leave alone, and didn't know what to do. She stared at the young man and said.

　　 "Hey, forget it." The young man shook his head. "It seems that the two of you don't have that chance.

　　 "Although this adult seemed to be sloppy just now, he has his own bottom line in every move. Once he crosses the line, he won't tolerate it." The wasp exhaled, his eyes calm, and calmly said.

　　 "Then us." The young man asked.

　　 "Don't do anything, just take care of yourself, don't have any thoughts."

　　......

　　 Zhang Yi walked out of the Flower of Night.

　　 At this time, the night is heavy, the moonlight is high, and the streets are cold and quiet.

　　 What a wonderful experience, Zhang Yi thought, then he bowed his head and tidied his shirt, distinguished the direction of the down, and walked to the side of the street, planning to find a place to live.

　　 After walking for a while, Zhang Yi frowned, and he felt a monster air.

　　 Very light demon.

　　As soon as his mind turned, Zhang Yi cleaned up the surrounding environment.

　　 After seeing the source of the evil spirit, Zhang Yi's face sank, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

　　 No matter how bright the sun is, darkness will be born, no matter how prosperous a place is, there will also be dark growth.

　　 Thousand Machine City West District, here is clearly located in the corner of Thousand Machine City, but it seems to be forgotten.

　　 Houses are gray and ruined, and most of them are broken eaves and walls.

　　 Garbage is everywhere, mosquitoes and flies are infested, and the surrounding air is full of strong stench.

　　Who would have thought that there is still such a backward place in this top important town in the country of flames.

　　 The street outside is brightly lit, and the inside is dilapidated and messy. It is obviously a distance between a wall, but it is the difference between the sky and the earth.

　　 This is the western area of ​​Thousand Machine City, a place specially prepared for the refugees and the poor.

　　 is also a disorderly place in Thousand Chance City.

　　...

　　 And at this time, under the faint light of the pale moon, a tragedy is happening in a corner of the Western District.

　　 There is a teenager being besieged.

　　 There were three people who surrounded him. He was unable to resist at all. In other words, he had already lost the strength to resist after being beaten up.

　　 The boy curled up, clasped his stomach with his hands, and withstood punches and kicks.

　　 The thin body of the young boy could bear so long that it made the three people more irritable, and the harder they started.

　　 At the corner of the street, a shadow suddenly appeared on the ground. As the shadow moved forward, a handsome boy appeared there.

　　 The boy is clean and gorgeous, with a handsome face, which is incompatible with the dilapidated scene of the West District.

　　 The handsome young man walked step by step, the sound of footsteps sounded, UU reading www. Uukanshu.com brings the sound of deadly death.

　　 clenched his right hand, a long sword appeared, reflecting a cold luster in the moonlight.

　　 Zhang Yi swung a sword, the sword gas was silent, cutting through the dim night sky, with a breath of soul-cheating.

　　 "Puff."

　　 A dull voice sounded, and three heads flew up, sprinkled with blood all over the ground.

　　...

　　 Zhang Yi's eyes were cold, as if he had just cut a watermelon casually.

　　 walked in front of the teenager who curled up like a cat on the ground, Zhang Yi knelt down, just watching him quietly.

　　 Under closer observation, Zhang Yi was also a little moved.

　　 The boy on the ground was covered with scars and worn-out clothes. Through the cracks in the clothes, he could see his body, which can be said to be thin and bones.

　　 After a while, because there was no sound around Xu Shi, the boy stuck his head out, and when he saw Zhang Yi, he subconsciously buried his head in it.

　　 Zhang Yi took a few steps back, and the young man was cautiously exploring the surroundings.

　　 After seeing the blood all over the floor and the three headless corpses, to Zhang Yi's surprise, the boy didn't seem to be scared at all.

　　 Instead, he stood up slowly with a calm attitude.

　　 At this time, Zhang Yi discovered that there was a steamed bun in the boy's arms.

　　 Blood-stained steamed buns covered with black soil.

　　 So those three people were fighting for this steamed bun, Zhang Yi thought.

　　 There was a moment of silence, and Zhang Yi lifted his footsteps before leaving.

　　 "Wait." The boy said, there was a slight trill in his voice.

　　 Also, no matter how calmly he behaves, he is a young child after all, and he must be full of fear in his heart.

　　 I must stop Zhang Yi at this time, he also took a lot of courage to say it.