Chapter 997: The Killing of Human Luck

When Wei Yuan flew into Guantun County, he happened to see the second fleet flying over, carrying a full 100,000 shi of various materials. At this time, Guantun County had become a large warehouse, with a full 200,000 laborers working here, using work as relief to dig fortifications.

The fortification system that Wei Yuan used to deal with the Liao tribe at the Northern Mountain Gate back then was moved to the Ji Kingdom by Wei Yuan without any changes. Now, with Guantun County as the center, two fortification belts were extending to both sides, dividing the entire county into two.

Looking from the sky, the two fortification belts were like spreading wings, welcoming Wei Yuan's arrival. But looking from another angle, they were like two shackles, quietly waiting for the prey that was about to enter the net.

Wei Yuan was like a meteor, plunging into the center of Guantun County and falling into the county government office. Once he landed, he naturally knew where Zhang Sheng was, so he passed through the main hall and walked toward the study.

At the moment he was about to push the door and enter, Wei Yuan suddenly stopped, having a moment of trance, as if the whole world had turned into a paper painting, and he was a person in the painting.

Wei Yuan's spiritual sense entered the human fireworks; at this time, the entire human fireworks had fallen into a strange state of stillness, as if time had stopped flowing.

In absolute silence, only a weak girl was running in a panic, holding a white dress, being the only one in the whole world, extremely eye-catching.

Wei Yuan appeared behind her, grabbed her hand, pulled her back violently, and said, "In such a hurry, where do you want to go? The heavenly tribulation isn't over yet!"

The girl was like a helpless rag doll, her innocent big eyes like the purest gems in the world, filled with tears, looking up at Wei Yuan, begging, "The heavenly tribulation is over, let me go! Please, please!... If it's me like this, can I go?"

The weak and pure little face of the girl changed slightly, and it turned into a face that Wei Yuan was particularly familiar with: Xiaoyu!

Xiaoyu in women's clothing was particularly suitable, as if it should have been like this originally.

Wei Yuan stared at Xiaoyu in women's clothing, suddenly smiled, picked her up, and walked toward the central city, saying, "What's the hurry, let's cross this tribulation slowly. Without a heavenly demon, what is it called a heavenly demon tribulation? If you run away, the next one might not necessarily be a troublesome tribulation! Besides, you have great use now."

The two figures went further and further away, and only Wei Yuan's voice echoed on the empty wilderness: "I heard that this tribulation can be crossed until ascending to immortality?"

Heavenly Demon: There are already enough heavenly demons, can you be a person?

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At the door of the study, the world in front of Wei Yuan returned to normal, as if the change just now had never existed.

He gently pushed open the study door, and what caught his eye was a calendar, on which was written the fourteenth of the third month. Wei Yuan's spiritual sense returned to the main hall of the county government office, and the calendar there was also the fourteenth of the third month.

Wei Yuan paused, and instantly retrieved the scene he had just seen in the main hall from the human fireworks. The date on the calendar was the fourteenth of the third month.

Wei Yuan did not move; the human fireworks boiled instantly, took a memory from the heavenly demon, and then instantly copied this memory countless times, and then while randomly extracting it to watch, continued to copy desperately.

In an instant, Wei Yuan copied tens of millions of memories and simultaneously checked millions of memory copies.

Countless memories merged together, the date on the calendar gradually blurred, jumped, and became the fifteenth of the third month.

Wei Yuan exhaled gently, actually exhaling a cloud of blood mist. At this time, the human fireworks stopped memory copying, so all memories turned into the fourteenth of the third month in the blink of an eye, and even the heavenly demon's memory at this moment was the fourteenth of the third month.

Walking from the main hall to the study, Wei Yuan walked back from the fifteenth of the third month to the fourteenth of the third month. If it weren't for the heavenly demon not being bound by the causality of this world, leaving a memory, Wei Yuan would probably have been erased from this causality.

It turned out that the killing tribulation had arrived.

Wei Yuan, carrying a vast amount of human luck, like sailing against the current, continued to move forward and walked into the study.

In the study, Zhang Sheng was covered in blood, but still sat upright. The wealthy old man turned his head and smiled, "You were one step faster than expected, and you came just in time. If you had come tomorrow, it would have been too late."

He narrowed his eyes, glanced at Wei Yuan, his gaze instantly penetrated Wei Yuan inside and out, and then his face showed surprise, looking several times repeatedly.

Wei Yuan came directly to Zhang Sheng, wiped the blood from her face with his hand, and said softly, "I'm here, it's already fine. But we have to wait a little longer; only when they make a move will I have a way to counterattack."

Zhang Sheng closed her eyes tightly and said, "Okay, I'm waiting."

Wei Yuan carefully stroked her eyes, looking at the blood on his hands, his voice trembling slightly: "Your eyes..."

Zhang Sheng sat upright and didn't care, her body relaxed, and said, "I have the Heart Sword Heavenly Eye, I can see everything. The injury of the physical body will be fine soon."

Wei Yuan said, "After this matter is over, let's go to the Desolate Realm together. Your physical body is always a flaw; it's better to mend it."

Zhang Sheng shook her head: "My aptitude is limited, and I cannot be perfect in everything. What I want to cultivate is the strongest sword, and also the sword of silence, which is to take the great trend of no return. A physical body that is too strong is a burden instead."

Wei Yuan said, "This is paranoia; you should strengthen it at least a little. The physical body is a boat for crossing the sea; the stronger the boat, the more it can carry, and the higher the fruit position."

Zhang Sheng smiled slightly again and said, "But have you ever thought, what if I don't want to be so tired, and don't even want to work hard? Then what should I do?" ===== CHAPTER 998 =====