The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

Ouyang turned around and walked towards the bustling downtown area, the alley behind him gradually becoming blurry.

Ouyang was in a good mood as he walked in the downtown area. It was already the early hours of the night. There were many drunken young people in the early hours of the metropolis.

Ouyang, who took off his takeout clothes, was also a young man. He walked briskly in the downtown area and even hummed a song.

I don’t know when the sprained foot that I accidentally sprained just now will heal.

As Ouyang walked in the downtown area, he felt more relaxed than ever before, and he felt a little ecstatic. He clearly didn't drink, but felt slightly tipsy.

Along the way, Ouyang spun around in circles from time to time, occasionally jumped, danced vigorously, or recited a poem with great emotion.

Pedestrians passing by him looked at Ouyang as if they were a fool. Such a crazy look really gave people the feeling that he was not in good health.

But Ouyang didn't care, and even became more and more wanton. In the end, he rolled on the ground and performed a fiery dance while holding on to the telephone pole.

Finally, when the patrolling management staff chased him around, Ouyang left the downtown area out of breath.

The moment he walked out of the downtown area, Ouyang felt a dull sensation in his body, as if he had penetrated some kind of barrier.

He swayed, steadied himself and stood in the darkness. He turned around and looked around. Behind him, there were bright lights, busy traffic and a lot of people.

The two city managers who had been chasing him disappeared.

Ouyang laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes. He moved his lips to adjust his expression, and then stretched out his hand to adjust his clothes.

The whole person stood with his head bowed deeply towards the brightly lit city, turned around and disappeared into the dark night with an exaggerated movement.

The memories of his previous life began to disappear quickly, and the memories of his current life became clear again.

The further Ouyang walked, the clearer he became about who he really was.

I am Ouyang, the acting peak master of Qingyun Sect's small peak. I have a group of junior brothers and sisters. Although this place is very good, it is no longer a place that belongs to me!

Ouyang's clothes turned into a green shirt, and his hair became longer and longer. Then it stood up without wind and was gently tied up with a wooden hairpin.

Walking to a dark park, Ouyang Xinbu walked in. Sitting on a swing in the children's playground of the park was a young man.

The young man wore a tattered takeout clothes and was covered with vegetable soup. When Ouyang got closer, he could smell a faint burnt smell on the other person's body.

"Stay, you can do better than me!" The young man sitting on the swing said with his head lowered.

"Of course not. This is your city. I just came back to take a look." Ouyang, who was wearing a green shirt, stood still and said calmly with his hands in his sleeves.

"But this was also the place where you stayed!" The young man raised his head excitedly. Under the moonlight, the face was clearly visible, exactly like Ouyang's.

Ouyang looked at the young man in front of him calmly and said, "This used to be here, but it's not now!"

After a pause, Ouyang said: "I have a stubborn junior brother. I always say that he is stubborn. In fact, compared to being stubborn, I am far better than him."

"I'm even stubborn about what happened to me. I can't even forgive myself. I can't even admit who I am now. I have a surname but no name. In the final analysis, it's just that I don't want to admit myself!"

Ouyang said a lot, as if he was talking to young people, but also as if he was talking to himself.

"However, I have a good master and a good fellow countryman. He gave me a Taoist contemplation and a heart-searching session, so I have no reason to stay here."

Ouyang's hands in his sleeves were spread out, and he held them lightly with his left hand. The moonlight turned into a long sword in his hands, and the cold and smooth sword reflected Ouyang's face.

The young man sitting on the swing looked at Ouyang in Tsing Yi in front of him, grabbed the rope of the swing with both hands and said leisurely: "So, those who move forward can easily forget the past things, without regrets or regrets." Sad, just keep your head down and move forward."

The young man seemed to be laughing at Ouyang's indifference, or at Ouyang who was escaping.

Ouyang was too lazy to refute the young man in front of him. He just held the sword in one hand and looked at the young man in front of him and said: "There is so much nonsense. Are you ready to die?"

The young man looked at Ouyang. There was no hesitation on Ouyang's face. He sighed and said, "It's been prepared a long time ago. You should have been here a long time ago!"

A burst of sound passed through the air, Ouyang threw himself on the young man, and stabbed the young man in the chest with the head of the long sword in his hand.

The young man who was stabbed through the chest by Ouyang Yijian said with some relief on his face: "That's great, I should have died a long time ago."

Ouyang, who was lying on top of him, whispered to the young man: "That little girl didn't call my name in the end, she is still waiting for you!"

The eyes of the young man who originally wanted to die suddenly lit up, and he struggled to look at Ouyang. Ouyang just smiled and nodded. The young man finally smiled in relief, and disappeared into little stars in front of Ouyang.

A warning sound sounded from all directions in the west:

"Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the peerless villain. Congratulations! Mission completion is 2/5. Please keep up the good work!"

And then the electronic synthesized sound sounded:

"The system did not detect that the host killed the peerless villain. Mission completion..."

"If labor and management say it's done, it's done! Grass mud horse..@#￥@#!" The first popping prompt sounded angrily.

Immediately, there was a burst of electric sound from all directions in the west, and then it became quiet.

Ouyang suddenly realized that the ultimate purpose of the old man's questioning was not to solve problems for Penglai Fairy Mountain, nor was it to find a useful musical instrument for Tutu.

Not even for those two traitors to find their own path.

But to let myself say goodbye to the past completely!

Those who cannot face the past will never be able to move forward and will be trapped by the past their entire lives.

I have to kill myself to complete this interrogation game!

Listening to the notification sound just now, Master even concluded that my past self will become a peerless villain in the future. Could it be that I can overthrow the entire world of immortality in the future?

Ouyang turned his head and looked around, and the noisy city in front of him suddenly became silent.

Through countless obstacles, you can see all aspects of the city.

Both pedestrians and vehicles came to a standstill as he left.

Even the air stood still.

It was as if the entire city was possessed and waiting for its king to arrive.

Ouyang smiled, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The crisp snap of fingers sounded, and the whole city started to move again!

And from now on, I will be the king here, and this will be my kingdom!