385 Chapter 385: The State of the Masses (1/2)

Yang Heng chose to surrender directly, and, looking at him, he didn't seem to be at all discouraged. His face remained the same and even gave a sense of relief.

And the most inconceivable thing was in the back, just after Yang Heng admitted to losing, he actually came to Xiao Du himself, smiling and hugging Xiao Du, ”Brother Xiao Du's strength is unexpected, I lost this battle orally. ”

I wasn't angry because of the defeat, and there was no shame in hearing this from Yang Heng. Xiao Dun also laughed helplessly. This guy is really... I don't know how to say this. Let's not argue with the world.

There seems to be no pursuit of winning or losing. Winning or losing doesn't matter in Yang Heng's view.

Faced with such Yang Heng, Xiao Dun unconsciously thought of Wang Fengling Night proud of the fire. He is also such a person. Although Fengling Night has been defeated by himself, it is not difficult to see from the series of performance after that, Fengling Night does not care about such failure at all.

It is very similar to Yang Heng, but Yang Heng needs to take off more than Phoenix Night. For a long time, Xiao Dun and other proud kings have said that Phoenix Night is a heartless person. The only person who can make Phoenix Night Upbeat, I'm afraid, is his wife Su Lin. Except Su Ling, Phoenix Night cares nothing about other things. It is precisely because of the character of Phoenix Night that led him to become one of the weakest among the crowd pride kings.

Looking far away, Xiao Dun's eyes became a little lost, his heart whispered, ”I promised to meet you on Tianhe mainland, are you guys okay now? Don't die. ”

Because of Yang Heng, Xiao Dun suddenly thought of Phoenix Night and others. After so much experience together, Xiao Dun and others also competed with each other from the beginning, so that they could give their backs to each other's life and death brothers.

And just as Xiao Dun missed everyone, all over Tianhe mainland, all the proud kings were doing their own thing.

In an unknown town, a handsome young man in a coarse linen coat, like the average man, is constantly carrying two bags of lime against his shoulders onto his carriage.

The young man looks like Jun-soo, but his figure is a bit thin. If someone from Tianchen Avenue were here, he would definitely recognize that he was definitely proud of Wang Fengling Night.

Just like ordinary people, in this small town, after carrying the complete fifty sacks, Phoenix got a piece of copper money here at night in a fat managerial office, and immediately left with a smile on his face.

Follow the street all the way outside a shabby bungalow. Phoenix pushed in at night and shouted happily, ”Ma'am, you can buy a fish to eat today. ”

With the sound of Phoenix Night, a beautiful girl came out. This woman was really Phoenix Night's wife, Su Jin. She looked at Phoenix Night. Su Jin was not angry and said, ”I said, how long are you going to be like this? Interesting to pretend to be a normal person? ”

Listening to Su Jian, Phoenix didn't have a heartless laugh at night. ”You don't understand. I'm looking for my way, haha. ”

In fact, since coming to Tianhe mainland, Phoenix Night has been living in this small town with Su Jin. Phoenix Night has also been pretending to be a normal person without any repairs. According to Phoenix Night, he is looking for his own way, and is preparing for a breakthrough in the Dao Realm.

After hearing about Phoenix Night, Su Jin didn't know what to say anymore. As soon as she reached out to him, Su Jin said, “If you want to eat fish and get some money, I'll go buy it. ”

“Hey, hey, okay, I just made a bronze plate today, here, tough lady. ”

Trapped in red dust, searching for your own path in red dust, this is the experience of the Phoenix Night, while on the other side, the snow fairy Ouyang Soft Snow, at this time in a snow mountain, this snow mountain is full of beautifully shaped pavilion, obviously, this should be the seat of a certain sect,

Standing on the edge of a cliff, Ouyang Soft Snow was practicing her sword, as a 12- and 3-year-old little girl came running over and said to Ouyang Soft Snow with a delicate face.