5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 112 A mortal dares to fight a god?
Ye Qingrou stared blankly at Jiang Ling, unable to believe that he actually knelt down for Liu Fei.

Although she had only known him for two days, Ye Qingrou could tell that he was very stubborn and arrogant in his bones, but he knelt down without regard for his dignity.

All of this is for her.

"Haha, a dog, it really looks like a dog, but it's a dumb dog that can't bark."

Liu Fei laughed arrogantly, which attracted the laughter of all his subordinates.

The last time Jiang Ling smashed the glass and cut his neck, he thought it was some kind of scum, but unexpectedly it was a coward.

Facing everyone's ridicule, Jiang Ling did not change his face.

If it were him before, he would rather die than kneel down, but his state of mind changed a lot last night.

People live not to fight for breath, but to protect what they want to protect. As long as you keep the persistence in your heart, no matter what you do, you will be right.

If you can bend and stretch, you will be a real man.If you can go up the ladder and get down on your knees, you can be a master.

"Damn it, weren't you awesome last night? Why are you pretending to be a grandson now? You're going to mess with me again, you idiot."

Liu Fei flicked his hand and threw out a fruit knife: "Come on, don't you want to save her? Come on, come stab me!"

He wants Jiang Ling to return all those who were lost last night.

"Hmm!" Ye Qingrou shouted vigorously, not knowing what to say.

"I have knelt down and let her go."

Jiang Ling didn't pick up the knife, but typed a line on the phone to show him.

"Kneeling is not enough, I said, pick up the knife and stab me, pick up your ruthlessness last night."

Before Liu Fei finished speaking, there was a sudden muffled "bang", Jiang Ling grabbed the knife, pierced his left palm fiercely, and nailed the entire palm to the ground.

Blood immediately flowed out along the five fingers, and also stained the sharp blade red.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, and there was a sudden silence. Liu Fei swallowed the words of ridicule abruptly, and looked at Jiang Ling in surprise.

Jiang Ling pierced his palm with a knife, his expression didn't change at all, his brows didn't even frown, as if it was someone else's hand that was pierced.

Seeing his calm expression, Liu Fei was even more shocked.

This guy is too ruthless, he is so ruthless to himself, if he wants to kill someone, he won't even blink his eyes, right?

I don't know why, Jiang Ling's act of self-harm was obvious, but Liu Fei saw a chill down his spine.

Ye Qingrou's vision blurred, and she vigorously shook her head at Jiangling.

At this time, Jiang Ling drew out his knife and typed with one hand: "Let her go."

"Damn it." Liu Fei hesitated, looking at Jiang Ling and then at Ye Qingrou, his brows were furrowed.

Originally, he was also in a rage and wanted to kidnap Ye Qingrou and rape her. After being disturbed by Jiang Ling, his mind was full of Jiang Ling's bloody hands, and he lost all interest.

In addition, there are many people gathered in the parking lot, which has a bad influence.

"Fuck, you are lucky this time, I have something to do temporarily, and I will teach you a lesson next time."

With a wave of his hand, Liu Fei led a group of people into the car and left the parking lot.

Jiang Ling didn't care about the injury to his palm, and quickly helped Ye Qingrou untie the rope.

"Are you stupid? What's wrong with your hand? Let me see." Ye Qingrou worriedly held his hand, and the more she looked at it, the more frightened she became.

At the same time, I was very moved. He did all this for her.

Jiang Ling shook his head to express that it was all right.

"You idiot, stop doing this kind of thing."

You are a fool, if you don’t do this, how can you be saved.

Jiang Ling smiled faintly and looked at her silently.

Ye Qingrou didn't care about the torn clothes, and immediately took Jiang Ling to the hospital to bandage his hands.

After coming out of the hospital, she insisted on treating Jiang Ling to a big meal to replenish his body.

"The doctor said that it will take at least two months for your hand to recover. Fortunately, no bones were injured, otherwise it would be more troublesome. Come, eat some pig's trotters, and you can make up for it with whatever you eat."

Ye Qingrou continued to pick up vegetables for him.

Jiang Ling didn't say anything, just ate in silence.

"By the way, do you have WeChat? Let's add a friend, so it's convenient to talk in the future."

WeChat?

Jiang Ling was silent.

Of course he has, his WeChat is Yu Hongchang, Yu Liang, Bu Feiyan and others.

But he still didn't have the courage to log in to that WeChat.

He is a useless person now, and he doesn't know if he can recover his strength. Maybe he will continue to live in such a mediocre way, and now he dare not touch the previous world.

Jiang Ling shook his head at Ye Qingrou.

"Ah? You don't even have WeChat. Do you live in the mountains? Really, let me apply for one for you."

She took the phone from Jiang Ling and registered it for him.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet."

Jiang Ling looked at her, took the phone and lost "Jiang Ling".

"Jiangling?" Ye Qingrou muttered softly, "It seems that a student named Jiangling died in a car accident a few days ago."

Soon, she helped Jiang Ling register.

After the incident in the parking lot, Ye Qingrou got a lot closer to Jiang Ling. While eating, she talked to him about all kinds of troubles, both at school and at home.

Jiang Ling listened silently.

"Oh, it would be nice if you could talk." Ye Qingrou looked at Jiang Ling with her chin in her hand, "But it's not good, because then you will tell others my secret."

Jiang Ling couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Back home after dinner, Ye Qingrou took Jiang Ling to sit on the balcony and changed his dressing.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air outside the window, and then, a figure gliding past from low altitude and quickly disappeared into the sky.

"Wow, it's an immortal in the alchemy stage! Jiang Ling, look quickly."

Ye Qingrou pointed out the balcony with a look of amazement.

Since the emergence of the Nascent Soul Stage, things about warriors and cultivation have gradually spread to the common people, and immortals in the Core Formation Stage are no longer a secret.

"I don't know what the daily life of such a fairy is like. I guess I will only have to watch them from a distance in my life."

Ye Qingrou's face was full of longing and shock.

But Jiang Ling was silent, looking at Yuan Kong calmly.

"Aren't you shocked when you see an immortal? That's an immortal who can fly. With a single gesture, he can destroy mountains and overwhelm rivers and seas." Ye Qingrou looked at Jiang Ling strangely.

Jiang Ling smiled at her, then fixedly looked at Yuan Kong with far-reaching eyes.

After Ye Qingrou returned to the house, Jiang Ling sat on the balcony for another whole night.

On the second day, his body recovered a lot, and the knife wound on his palm was closed, so he could do some simple heavy work without any problem.

After Ye Qingrou went to school, Jiang Ling decided to go out and find some work, otherwise it would be inconvenient to do anything without money.

But he had never looked for a job before, and he didn't know where to start. He was walking aimlessly on the street, and he happened to meet a construction site to recruit people, so he went to do a small job, 100 yuan a day, and the daily payment.

Jiang Ling's body had just begun to recover, and he was sweating profusely and out of breath after doing a little heavy work, which made the foreman very dissatisfied.

"Hey, can you work harder, 100 a day, how many people are rushing to do it, if you can't do it, don't come tomorrow, just grind."

Jiang Ling nodded repeatedly.

"Are you so deaf? Can't hear me? I heard a squeak." The foreman frowned.

Jiang Ling pointed to his mouth and shook his head at him.

"Grass, it's a mute, what a fucking bad luck." The foreman shook his head in disgust and walked away.

At the end of the day, Jiang Ling was so tired and sore that he only got 100 yuan.

Looking at the money in hand, he felt for the first time that money is so rare and precious.

Guessing that Ye Qingrou would be out of school soon, Jiang Ling sent her a WeChat message, asking her if she wanted something to eat. He found a job and made money, so he treated her.

After a while, Ye Qingrou's message came back: "Wow, you found a job? You have to celebrate, so I won't be polite. Bring me a cup of milk tea. I'm almost home."

After Jiang Ling returned home, he stopped by and bought a cup of milk tea to take home.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Jiang Ling's face suddenly changed.

The door was open, and there were screams from inside.

"not good!"

Jiang Ling dropped the milk tea he was carrying to the ground, and hurried home when he saw a figure with strong breath.

He stood calmly in the hall, with one hand propped up, manipulating the aura of heaven and earth to hold Ye Qingrou in the air.

"Are you the one that Liu Fei is looking for? Forget it, who told me that the Vientiane Sect has a cooperative relationship with his family? Since Liu Fei has personally begged me, then I will take you away."

As he said that, he lightly raised his palm, and the invisible spiritual power wrapped Ye Qingrou and was about to take her away.

He happened to come to this city to do business, just to catch an ordinary woman, so he agreed to Liu Fei.

With a "bang", Jiang Ling rushed into the hall and found Ye Qingrou's grandma lying on the ground, fainted.

"Leave me alone, he is an immortal in the alchemy stage." Ye Qingrou's eyes dimmed.

Only immortals can manipulate the aura of heaven and earth, she recognized it, but she didn't expect that the first time she came into contact with an immortal was in such a form.

Jiang Ling rushed over with a sullen face.

"Impossible."

The man waved his hand from the air, and the invisible force slapped Jiang Ling directly on the wall, creating dense cracks.

"No!" Ye Qingrou covered her mouth, "Isn't it Liu Fei's woman? I promise, take me away quickly, don't hurt him."

The man smiled slightly, and supported Ye Qingrou to leave.

It was just an ordinary person, but he suffered from that blow, and his whole body was fractured even if he didn't die.

"Crack." Suddenly a hand grabbed his ankle.

"You fucking court death!" He frowned slightly, and kicked Jiang Ling, throwing Jiang Ling flying, spilling blood all over the ground.

But Jiang Ling didn't fall down, and stood up with no expression on his face.

The man locked Jiang Ling's neck and lifted him up, smashing the glass of the balcony with him, and hanging him in the air on the 6th floor.

"Under the alchemy, they are all ants. How dare a mere mortal fight against a god?"

The indifferent voice echoed in Jiang Ling's ears.

(End of this chapter)