Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

Chapter 101: Final Verdict, Zhuge Qing's Fear (4k)

Zhang Chulan...

Cried?

All the strangers present were stunned.

No matter how fantastic the explanation is, it is so pale and powerless in the face of the crying of a young girl like Chu Lan.

It’s a very simple truth. Why is he crying for no reason?
To put it the other way around, you cry because nothing good happens!
So what happened in the room just now that made Zhang Chulan cry so sadly!

frenzied!

People and gods are outraged!

"Ah! My worldview has been shattered. Zhang Chulan, he really... these two seniors actually... actually..."

"If Zhang Chulan exaggerated his words, I definitely wouldn't believe him. After all, he's a pure and unyielding person on the court. But now, alas..."

"That's normal. If I put myself in their shoes, if I were to encounter such a terrible thing, would I still be able to argue with them with a red face and thick neck? I can only cry..."

"Why did this happen? Why? Is this a lack of conscience or a decline in morality? Is it the tragedy of society or the original sin of mankind? This is fucked up!"

"Poor Zhang Chulan, he is no longer clean..."

……

Feng Shayan, who was in the crowd, shuddered and muttered to herself, "How could the two old seniors do that? Is Zhang Chulan's butt really that attractive?"

Feng Xingtong was sweating profusely and swallowed hard: "Dad, I'm not clean either."

Feng Zhenghao's pupils trembled. He was a very rational person. He didn't believe from the beginning that Wang Ai and Lu Ci really wanted to capture Zhang Chulan. He secretly guessed that this might be some countermeasure Zhang Chulan used to get rid of other people's covetousness.

Although I don't have a close relationship with this kid, he is indeed a smart guy who doesn't play by the rules.

Wang Ai and Lu Ci had no reputation for being lustful.

Until now.

He also felt that things were not that outrageous.

However, Feng Baobao's testimony and Zhang Chulan's crying made Feng Zhenghao's heart shaken!

Eighty percent, ninety percent, or even ten percent!

the truth!

Feng Zhenghao said in a trembling voice: "Stop talking, stop talking, I need to slow down, I really need to slow down!"

……

Hearing Zhang Chulan crying.

Lu Ci's face flushed red.

Wang Ai's face glowed green.

Okay, no need to explain anymore, it’s a sure kill!

Lu Gong angrily scolded: "Zhang Chulan, cry for your mother!"

Zhang Chulan, who was sobbing softly, felt her shoulders tremble, and she uttered in a dry voice: "I lost my mother when I was very young... wuwuwu..."

Zhang Huaidan sighed: "Alas, Chu Lan, if your mother were here, she would definitely tell you that boys must protect themselves well when they are outside."

Zhang Chulan's crying became even more sad.

The strangers present who had any compassion at all heard this and felt saddened.

Wang Ai and Lu Ci are not human beings!

"Have a good cry. Come, put on your clothes first."

Zhang Huaidan took off his Taoist robe and put it on him.

Zhang Chulan sniffed.

Lu Ci's face flushed, his voice icy cold: "My dear nephew Huaidan, Zhang Chulan is absolutely fine!"

Zhang Huaidan nodded: "Someone will verify the identity later. The Tianshi Mansion will never favor anyone."

Lu Ci closed his eyes weakly.

The reporters who had been waiting for a long time rushed out quickly when they saw the opportunity.

Zhou Xiaohei from Yaoxing Society handed over the microphone: "Zhang Chulan, may I ask..."

Zhang Chulan's eyes were filled with tears, and he shook his head listlessly: "I can only say that I risked my life to keep my virginity..."

Zhou Xiaohei looked at him with pity, and didn't want to continue to expose his scars, so he and other media rushed to Wang Ailüci.

Lu Ci's face flushed red as if blood was about to drip out: "I am waiting for the appraisal results from the Tianshi Mansion!"

Wang Ai's face was originally quite round, and now it looked like a large mung bean. He exhaled a breath of cold air: "Justice is in the hearts of the people!"

……

On the way back.

"Chu Lan, you're amazing! If Wang Ai and Lu Ci had known this would happen, they would have eaten three pounds of feces rather than have to deal with you."

Xu Si praised it highly.

Zhang Chulan beamed with joy: "Thank you so much, thank you so much! It's all thanks to Brother Dan, Brother Three, Brother Four, and Sister Bao'er for their amazing help. Otherwise, I would have been beaten to death by that Old Deng surnamed Lu by myself."

The corners of his lips curled up, and he looked refreshed.

Xu San couldn't bear to watch: "Chu Lan, is this a very glorious thing? Think about what kind of reputation you will have in the future."

Xu Si said, "What kind of reputation will Chu Lan have in the future? You should ask Wang Ai and Lü Ci, and also Wang Jia and Lü Ci. Chu Lan is a young man who just started out, but he managed to toy with two of the ten veterans. This is a great achievement!"

Xu San choked.

Zhang Chulan waved his hand calmly: "Keep a low profile."

Zhang Huaidan laughed and said, "Don't say you don't have the source of Qi. Even if you really do have these eight strange skills, I don't think anyone will dare to attack you in the future."

Zhang Chulan chuckled and said, this is what it means to be willing to sacrifice one's life to bring down the emperor.

As long as a person is shameless, he is invincible!
Humph, Wang Ai and Lu Ci dared to challenge him. This time, he is not just putting the shit pot on their heads, but directly suppressing them both into the cesspool!

When he was feeling proud, Xu San suddenly said, "Chu Lan, are you... really okay?"

Zhang Chulan's calf trembled.

I noticed that Xu Si also secretly pricked up his ears.

Well, this was an over-acting, making all the teammates doubtful.

Zhang Chulan rolled his eyes. "What could be the problem? This is the countermeasure that Dan and I discussed a long time ago..."

After listening to the whole process, the two finally felt relieved. There was nothing they could do, Zhang Chulan's acting was too realistic!

The aggrieved look of her crying was so touching that it really touched people's hearts.

Zhang Chulan smacked his lips: "What should I do next?"

Zhang Huaidan said, "Verifying your identity is simple. As for the follow-up, it's up to you. Do you want to stop here or continue the operation? Chu Lan, do you want to walk sideways in the alien world?"

Zhang Chulan's eyes lit up: "We must walk sideways!"

"it is good!"

……

at dusk.

A member of the Longhu Mountain sect came forward and stated that Zhang Chulan had not been violated.

However, the live video, especially the clip of Zhang Chulan crying, has gone viral among the participating aliens.

At nightfall, a heavyweight article appeared on the Yi Ren website.

"Thinking of an Old Friend - The Sorrow of Mr. Zhang" - Mr. Tingxue.

I first met Zhang Jun on the campus of Nankai University. He had just been admitted, and the tiny specks of light filtering through the broad leaves were far less radiant than his bright, smiling face—truly a pure one. Being Zhang Jun's friend was a delightful experience. He was cheerful and sunny, possessing all the virtues of his peers, yet possessing a quality none of them possessed: an unyielding tenacity! A faith that remained steadfast even in the face of raging storms! What kind of circumstances could have shaped such a person? Zhang Jun's fate was fraught with hardship. He lost his mother, grandfather, and father at a young age. The family's dharma didn't bring him safety, only the prying eyes of wild wolves and the covetous gazes of fierce tigers. Most people would have collapsed long ago, but not Zhang Jun. In the brilliant sunshine, Zhang Jun spoke many words. I still remember clearly those words: "Fate played a cruel trick on a child, and this child took fate by the throat! I! I will never give in!" At that time, there was a light in Zhang Jun's eyes. Now, that light is gone, completely gone! All that's left is a puppet! A walking corpse without a soul!

Alas!

The young man has lofty ambitions, and the heaven is jealous of his talent!

……

That night.

Many people suffered from insomnia and were discussing things behind their backs. The topics about what happened during the day were even more heated than the Luotian Grand Ceremony.

Some clever strangers saw the surge in traffic, while others smelled business opportunities.

However, the focus of most people's discussion is still on the incident itself.

What exactly did Wang Ai and Lu Ci in the room do to Zhang Chulan?
……late at night.

When Zhuge Bai fell asleep, Zhuge Qing went out.

When the news of the 'Lao Deng Jue Ren Incident' came out, to be honest, he was quite shocked and didn't believe it at all.

But after learning more about it, I felt that my three views had been somewhat impacted.

The world is so big that there are all kinds of strange things.

I hope Zhang Chulan can successfully get out of the psychological shadow.

My thoughts come to an end here.

He and Zhang Chulan were not close friends, and he had more important things to do.

Zhuge Qing's eyes were dim and he walked silently towards a place.

……

"Squeak~~"

The slight sound was still a bit harsh in the middle of the night.

Zhuge Qing took a deep breath. This was a storage room. There were no valuables stored in it, and there was not even a lock on the door.

There was no need for him to sneak here in the middle of the night. He could have done what he wanted to do openly during the day.

"Ugh!"

Zhuge Qing let out a soft sigh, which echoed in the dark pile of debris, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions.

'Whoosh! '

A black shadow suddenly rushed out of the house, and a strong wind blew open the window.

"who!"

Zhuge Qing was slightly surprised. He was so distracted that he didn't even notice that there was someone in the room!

who is it?

What's so good about a pile of junk?
Or is there really something important in the house?
While his mind was racing, Zhuge Qing had already flown to catch up with the black shadow.

The strange pattern also covered him as the center, and almost at the same time, the speed of the black shadow suddenly increased.

After a few breaths, Zhuge Qing was secretly surprised.

The Qimen pattern is not something that can be perceived by the five senses. He chased at high speed, but the black shadow was always just a hair's breadth away from the range of his pattern.

It was as if he had a pair of eyes that could see through his situation. Facing this person, nothing he did could escape his gaze.

Zhuge Qing found it hard to accept this result and was about to take further action.

The black shadow stopped and said, "Stop, stop, stop chasing me. Put away your magical power."

The strange pattern enveloped this person, but Zhuge Qing lost the sense of control he had before.

When I heard his voice, a face instantly appeared in my mind.

He was stunned and said, "Master Wang Ye, this is strange. Why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night and running to the place where the debris is piled up in Longhu Mountain?"

Wang Ye turned around and said with a smile: "Brother Qing, what do you say? I still want to ask you why?"

Zhuge Qing removed the layout and said with a smile, "Something's going on."

Wang Ye smiled slightly and said, "It just so happens that I have something to do."

Zhuge Qing's heart moved.

"Together?"

"Together."

The two of them had their own thoughts and followed the path back to the utility room. The door was still open.

When I walked in, I saw some items that had been weathered by wind and frost placed randomly.

Wang Ye sighed, "Look at these tables, chairs, and benches. Many of them are still usable. It's a bit of a waste to just leave them here gathering dust."

Zhuge Qing chatted with him casually: "Wudang Mountain is a big family with a great business, how could it lack such a small thing?"

But a pair of eyes were scanning around, looking for what he wanted to see.

Wang Ye was also looking around: "No, no, it's just a small hill that no one wants. We have to be frugal in our daily lives. We can't compare to the wealth of the Wu Hou Sect."

Zhuge Qing laughed and said, "If Wudang Mountain was just a small hill that no one wanted..."

He stopped talking, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he walked towards the things he had found.

As luck would have it, Wang Ye took a step at almost the same time.

The two of them turned their eyes away from the object.

It's like there's a tact between the two minds.

Their eyes met, speechless for a moment.

There was a hint of tension in the atmosphere. In the dark night, Zhuge Qing's eyes seemed to be glowing.

Wang also raised his hand: "Brother Qing, I am afraid of you. Let's not mince words. I am here for Master Huaidan."

Zhuge Qing's lips curled up slightly when he saw Wang Ye showing weakness.

But in his heart he thought of the way Wang was out of control in his situation just now.

He shook his head slightly. The hastily constructed structure was not perfect, so a momentary delay was not too surprising.

Zhuge Qing smiled and said, "That's not a coincidence. I'm here for Master Huaidan as well."

Wang Ye shrugged.

"Together?"

"Together."

So the two of them walked over together.

Zhang Huaidan naturally would not sleep in the utility room, and the two men's purpose was not to target Zhang Huaidan himself.

Stop.

Zhuge Qing said, "Master Wang got here before me. Did you notice anything?"

Wang also rolled his eyes: "We haven't found anything yet, and Brother Qing is here. Xiaodao is really scared."

Zhuge Qing smiled and said, "I don't think you are someone who would be scared."

Wang Ye smiled but said nothing, and silence fell between the two of them. The four eyes were fixed on the target who went out late at night - Jia Zhengliang's twenty-four flying knives that could kill immortals!

Time seemed to freeze, and the mirror-like cutting edge of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife came into view. Even though the owner of all this was not here, it still had a breathtaking magic, like a tiger returning to the mountains, and the few tufts of hair left behind can still make rabbits run and eagles fly.

Seeing it with his own eyes, Zhuge Qing couldn't believe it.

The objects controlled by the extraordinary person are naturally not as strong as paper, and are far beyond the reach of ordinary swords.

Feeding it with Qi from childhood to adulthood can further enhance the toughness of its material. After all, all the efforts of a person who controls objects are in controlling objects.

In fact, he didn't need to come secretly at night. During the day, he could have asked to see these destroyed imperial weapons, but his pride prevented him from spying on his opponent's methods. This was his pride, the pride of this monster that appeared once in a hundred years in the Wuhou Sect.

Because Zhang Huaidan had no intention of spying on him.

If he takes action.

Doesn't this prove that you are unsure?

Wouldn't that mean we are at a disadvantage in terms of momentum?
Doesn’t this mean... he’s afraid?

He had been trying to clear his mind during the day. Even an hour ago, when Zhuge Bai expressed his concern, he still assured his brother that he was confident of defeating Zhang Huaidan in tomorrow's competition. He did not even have the slightest intention of observing the Flying Sword of Immortal Slaying.

however……

He finally came.

At this moment, the smooth cut of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife pierced into his eyes.

Four big words emerged in my mind.

Unbelievable!

What kind of magic is that golden thread?
It can actually cut through the imperial objects!

Even the so-called magic weapons are probably no more than this!

Zhuge Qing's eyes were vague.

Wang Ye beside him whispered, "Brother Qing, are you worried?"

(End of this chapter)