There are still more than twenty days left before the preliminary competition. With spare money on hand, Wang Xu is also ready to improve his living environment.
Before, he had been living in the north of the city. On the first day after crossing over, the north of the city was hit by fire from heaven, and many places were reduced to ruins.
When he first arrived, Wang Xu was not picky and lived in an abandoned courtyard that his family had to relocate due to the fire.
Although the place is not that good, I finally have a place to stay and won't end up living on the streets.
"Huh?"
After returning home, as soon as Wang Xu was about to enter the house, he had an intuition of being spied on.
When he turned around, he saw a little Luoli, about twelve or thirteen years old, with blue eyes and shackles on his feet.
If Wang Xu remembers correctly, the little girl's name is Zhao Xiaodan. She originally lived in a Zhongqian world called Biyahai. Later, the plane coordinates of Biyahai were captured by the Luohe world, and swarms of monks were like locusts.
, not only captured the origin of the world in Biyahai, but also demoted all the monks in the world into slaves.
Zhao Xiaodan was a slave who was bought from the slave-catching team by Father Lu, who lived next door, and was said to be a child bride for his youngest son.
Wang Xu, the youngest son of Father Lu, had seen him. He was a genius in his early years. It is said that it only took him three thousand years to cultivate to the fifth level. Unfortunately, something unexpected happened. Later, he got into a fight with someone and injured his soul. He has been stupid and stupid all the time.
Father Lu's eldest son died in a cross-border expedition in order to treat his younger brother's illness.
When two sons died and one was an idiot, the Lu family's originally weak financial resources were ruined. In the early years, Father Lu had been thinking about treating his idiot son's injuries all day long.
Wang Xu was quite surprised by Father Lu's thoughts.
The world of Heluo is a hopeless place. What should we do if we leave our descendants behind to make them repeat the same mistakes?
But he didn't say these words, and it was not his turn to worry about other people's affairs.
In the past, Zhao Xiaodan had been locked up at home by Father Lu and was not allowed to come out to meet people.
Later, Wang Xu moved next door, and the gangster monk who lived in this area saw that he was trying to get benefits, so Wang Xu gave him a lesson.
As a result, the other party was unwilling and moved out a deputy gang leader with a sixth-level cultivation level.
After being killed by Wang Xu to scare the monkeys, many people knew that a suspected seventh-level master came to the slums in the North District.
Father Lu was overjoyed when he heard the news. He didn't know any masters, let alone seventh-level masters. He had even seen few sixth-level masters.
Father Lu had almost given up on the matter of healing his youngest son, but after seeing Wang Xu, he became interested again. He always wanted Wang Xu to take action and show it to his son.
Wang Xu is not a philanthropist. There are so many poor people in the Heluo world. He sees 1,800 of them on any given day. He will help anyone who begs him. He should be exhausted.
After being rejected, Father Lu did not give up, but the problem was that the Lu family had nothing left to offer.
As a result, Zhao Xiaodan became the stone of others. Whenever Wang Xu came back, he would always see this little figure, standing alone at the door and looking at him.
According to Father Lu's wishes, as long as Wang Xu is willing to take action to treat his son, Zhao Xiaodan can do whatever he wants.
"Are you leaving?"
Zhao Xiaodan stood outside the door and looked at Wang Xu who was packing his things.
Wang Xu has not looked back. Although the thirteen-year-old Zhao Xiaodan has the face of a primary school student and the body of a college student, he is a very beautiful version of a childlike face, but his state has reached the point where all desires come true. In his eyes, everything
Dharma phenomena are all illusions and cannot be shaken by external objects.
"Yes, I have to leave. I'm afraid you won't be able to come out in the future."
Wang Xu packed his things. Father Lu was just a low-level monk. With Zhao Xiaodan's appearance, which had been charming since she was a child, it would be a big disaster to let her out.
Father Lu can survive in the Luohe world because he understands this truth. Therefore, in the future, Zhao Xiaodan should be raised in the yard and be a canary that no one knows about, being played with by a fool day and night. There will be no fate.
Great.
Of course, as a plundered slave, he was lucky to be alive, and his demands could not be too high.
In Wang Xu's view, what is even more pitiable than Zhao Xiaodan is that in some entertainment venues in Luohe City, those female monks who are high in their respective worlds are not just trying to make people laugh.
No matter you were the head of a sect, the empress of a divine dynasty, or the legitimate daughter of a monk family.
When the world was targeted by the Fallen World, its tragic fate was already doomed. To this day, Wang Xu has not heard of a world that cannot be conquered by the Fallen World Group. Even if you are the original world and have countless saints, you will still be defeated.
This swarm of locusts chewed everything up.
"Take me away..."
Zhao Xiaodan looked at Wang Xu pitifully, biting his lower lip with his teeth.
"What's the reason?"
Wang Xu finished packing his things and looked up at Zhao Xiaodan: "If it's something erotic, there's no need to talk about it. I've cultivated a perfect body and those things are not attractive to me."
Zhao Xiaodan didn't say anything, but he tore at the corners of his clothes so hard that his lower lip was bitten until it bled.
Wang Xu shook his head slightly, stood up and walked out: "There are no good people in the Luohe world, and I will not be an exception. We still have a chance to meet again."
"etc!"
Although Zhao Xiaodan didn't know whether Wang Xu was a good person, she understood that if she missed this opportunity, she might never be able to escape the control of fate.
"I have value. I am different from ordinary people. What you see is just my ordinary form. I also have another form." Zhao Xiaodan revealed a big secret with determination in his eyes.
"Two forms?"
Wang Xu became interested only when he encountered a special race, a life that could transform, similar to the one in the Dragon Ball world.
"Change and show me."
Wang Xu has never been to the Dragon Ball world, but he has long been familiar with the dual forms that increase combat by a thousand times after transformation.
Zhao Xiaodan clenched her fists and looked like she was exerting force, and her face turned red for a moment.
A few seconds later, Zhao Xiaodan disappeared, replaced by a young lady with delicate features.
"What the hell?"
Wang Xu looked stunned. He thought that Zhao Xiaodan could change from the ordinary version of Zhao Xiaodan 1 to the enhanced version of Zhao Xiaodan 2, and become a super Zhao Xiaodan with golden light all over his body.
Unexpectedly, the double form she mentioned was actually a double form transformation, and even the gender changed.
"You can advance to attack, retreat to defend. Have you met the protagonist of the transformation style?" Wang Xu's heart was full of fun. He traveled all over the country and met various types of protagonists, but he never encountered the transformation style.
Zhao Xiaodan's image as a young lady and her image as a luoli are somewhat similar in appearance. Even if people say they are brother and sister, some people will believe them.
Moreover, with Wang Xu's eyes, he could not tell whether the gender after the second transformation was true or false. After Zhao Xiaodan transformed, she seemed to have changed from a female to a male, as if her previous girlish form had never appeared before.
"You can transform, why don't you escape?" Wang Xu touched his chin, wondering why Zhao Xiaodan's transformation was so perfect, why didn't he escape from Father Lu.
Zhao Xiaodan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "I can transform, but I can't take off the shackles on my feet. Besides, if I escape, where can I go without anyone to take care of me?"
Wang Xu thought thoughtfully, with Zhao Xiaodan's grade and lack of cultivation, he would not be able to survive in Luohe City.
Even if you escape from Father Lu, you will only fall into the hands of Father Zhang or Father Hu.
Although Father Lu planned to make Zhao Xiaodan a wife for his stupid son, he generally treated Zhao Xiaodan well. Apart from not letting her go out, he did not beat or scold the slave.
Zhao Xiaodan just escaped in his image as a shot, and I'm afraid he will be captured by others in a few days.
The world of Heluo is a world without hope. Everyone is in danger and the mental pressure is unimaginable.
It is said that a good-looking young lady is more popular than a young girl in Luohe City. Some monks with twisted minds like little boys as young as twelve or thirteen years old.
"How did you feel after the transformation?" Wang Xu had heard about the horror of the transformation process, and this question was what he was most concerned about.
"I can feel the cry of the wind, the sigh of the earth, and the sadness of the sky. This world is full of despair. I have felt this kind of despair before, when my world was imprisoned at its origin."
Zhao Xiaodan was still a child. When she heard Wang Xu's question, she didn't think anything wrong at all. She just thought that Wang Xu was concerned about her physical condition.
Wang Xu's old face turned red, but he was quickly attracted by another thing.
At first he didn't pay attention, but the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. Zhao Xiaodan's second form seemed to have a special physique.
Zhao Xiaodan has no cultivation level, and has never even been exposed to the practice of martial arts. He is just an ordinary person.
Under the second form, a mortal can actually feel the cry of the wind, the sigh of the earth, the sadness of the sky, and the despair of the world. This is not something that ordinary people can do.