The little lion I picked up is the Reichsmarshal

The evening wind picked up the garbage bags scattered on the roadside and flew into the distance. Several cockroaches fled around and disappeared in the shadow of the corner.

The young man in a black cloak shuttled through the dirty and gloomy alley, and was finally blocked by a dead end.

The sound of chaotic footsteps sounded from behind, and a few rascals blocked the exit tightly.

They looked at the cloaked youth with malice in their eyes.

"Boy, our boss wants to see you. If you are sensible, just follow us honestly. Don't toast and eat fine wine!" Huang Mao, who was wearing a ripped denim jacket, weighed the steel pipe in his hand, arrogantly.

"Really?" Contrary to what they expected, instead of being afraid, the young man spoke lazily, with a bit of disdain and arrogance, "I want to see how you want me to toast and not eat fine wine."

"Tsk, another guy who doesn't cry when he sees the coffin." Several gangsters looked at each other, picked up the weapons in their hands, and rushed towards him without saying a word.

This was supposed to be a one-sided gang fight, but it's a pity that the youth is not a soft persimmon.

After kicking the four people over with one kick, the young man mercilessly pressed the little head against the wall, making a "bang", splashing a burst of dust.

In just a few seconds, the identities of the prey and the hunter were switched, which was shockingly fast.

The hands pinching the muscular man's neck were slender and fair, but the bones were clear, full of a sense of strength, and would not be mistaken for a girl.

Now this hand tightened slightly, the muscular man's neck bone creaked, and his face turned from deep red to purple.

The young man seemed to like watching people dying, and the pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes under the cloak were astonishingly bright.

The sound of breaking through the air sounded from behind, and from the ecstatic eyes of the muscular man, the young man saw the yellow-haired gangster rushing towards him wielding an iron rod.

"Bastard, go to hell!" The yellow-haired gangster looked grim, obviously angered by the young man.

Ordinary people face this kind of sneak attack, even if their brains react, their bodies can't keep up.

But the young man was not flustered, he held the iron bar with his free hand, pulled it out lightly from the little gangster's hand, and then swung it hard, the little gangster was sent flying by him, hit the wall heavily, and fell down.

This time the other party failed to get up.

The young man let go of the man, dragged the steel pipe, and walked step by step towards the yellow hair who had just started, with an indescribably elegant and leisurely posture.

The little gangster was so overwhelmed by the opponent's power that he could hardly breathe. His eyes were full of horror, he clutched his broken arm, stepped back on the ground, his face was as white as paper.

His back was pressed against the wall, and the cool and damp feeling penetrated into his heart. The yellow hair was shrouded in the shadow of the youth, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

He looked at the young man in the cloak, as if he saw a ghost from hell.

This man... is horrible!

When he first met Boss Qinglong, he never felt such a sense of crisis!

By the way, Qinglong!

Huang Mao's pupils shrank for a moment, he clenched his fists, and said in a dying struggle, "I, we are from Qinglong! If you dare to do anything again, you will never enter the chaotic zone in your life!"

"Qinglong? It sounds very powerful."

The little gangster thought that the young man was afraid after knowing their identities, and he was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the young man stepped on his chest.

The strength of this kick was not small, and he couldn't help crying out in pain.

Under the hood, the young man's beautifully shaped lips slightly raised, "Since you are so powerful, I shouldn't die if I step on it, right?"

While speaking, he exerted force slowly, and the sound of bone shattering permeated through the quiet dead end, accompanied by screams and begging for mercy, which was indescribably weird.

Occasionally someone passed by, and instead of stopping when they heard the sound, they accelerated their pace and fled.

This is the chaotic zone of Edge Star, where various violent incidents occur every day, and corpses lie in every corner every now and then.

Everyone is used to it, and they won't meddle in their own business at all.

It is precisely because of this that the punks dare to be so unscrupulous.

It's a pity that if you come out to play around, you will have to pay it back sooner or later.

When the young man was tidying up his yellow hair, the only muscular man with mobility besides him carefully got up from the ground, waiting for an opportunity to escape.

But the young man seemed to have eyes behind him, and the muscular man hadn't run a few steps before he was pinched against the wall again by his neck.

The muscular man was so scared that tears almost burst out!

Is this motherfucker still human!

Just a monster!

The young man was very strong, and he could easily lift up a grown man weighing more than 200 kilograms with only one hand. He chuckled lightly, his tone full of contempt for ants, "Miscellaneous, shall I let you go?"

The muscular man kicked his legs desperately, his hands fluttering in the air, trying to free the hands that were clamped around his neck.

The young man gave a "tsk" and took off his arm, and now he couldn't dance at all.

The muscular man looked at the youth with fear and regret on his face.

If he had known that this guy was so terrifying, he would never have waded into this muddy water!

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything.

The young man narrowed his eyes, wondering why these people attacked him.

Two months ago, he could totally understand it.

Regardless of his status as a genius alchemist that day, or the fact that he tried his best to prevent his ascended sect from pouring dirty water on him, there will always be fools and people with evil intentions going forward.

But when he crossed the catastrophe, he was besieged by the righteous and the demons. He tore through the space and came to this completely different era. What good is it for a man to deal with him?

The young man couldn't figure it out, so he asked.

The muscular man answered intently, but his neck was strangled, and he could only make a "uh uh" sound.

Seeing the other party's breathing getting weaker and weaker, the young man curled his lips and tightened his strength a bit.

Dare to attack him with this kind of strength, it's really beyond his control.

The muscular man took a big gulp of fresh air, the bruises on his face faded slightly, and he had no intention of fighting against the cloaked youth at all.

Before the young man could ask again, the muscular man hastily said, "Someone found out that the pill you refined has the effect of repairing supernatural powers, and the owner of the pharmacy raised the price even higher, so we want to arrest you." Give the boss credit."

Hearing this answer, the young man raised his brows slightly, with a helpless expression on his face.

I didn't expect that I would be remembered even though I was such a waste.

Suddenly I don't know what to say.

People in this world are divided into two categories, orcs and ordinary people.

Orcs can switch between human form and beast form, have various abilities, and their levels are descending from 3S to F.

It is somewhat similar to the Yaozu in the Comprehension Continent.

However, their ability levels are fixed innately, unlike the Cultivation Continent, which can be advanced through practice.

"That...Boss, can you let us go?" The muscular man swallowed and asked cautiously.

He just wanted to use the young man in the cloak to curry favor with the boss, and he didn't think of taking his own life into it.

If he had known that this person was so powerful, the muscular man would never dare to provoke him.

"Let you go?" The young man sneered, as if he had heard some joke.

The muscular man felt the cold killing intent coming from the opponent, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and he couldn't stop shivering.

Young people don't like trouble, and rather than giving the other party a chance to retaliate in the future, he prefers to cut the mess quickly.

He suddenly felt something before making a move, he stretched out his hand, and the palm wind raged, knocking out the few people who were hiding in the corner and watching, "Have you guys seen enough!"

After knowing Shen Qingzhou's strength, those few people dared not love to fight, they got up and ran.

The young man threw away the muscular man in his hand and chased after him.

Those people were extremely fast and familiar with the terrain here, so he quickly lost them.

Looking at the empty alley, the young man snorted coldly, "He ran pretty fast."

Turning around in the intricate alley a few times, making sure no one followed him, he took off his hood, revealing a delicate and beautiful face.

For a moment, the alley seemed brightened.

Those seductive peach blossom eyes were somewhat careless. The young man took out a pack of wet wipes from his pocket, wiped his hands carefully several times, and then turned over the cloak that he had taken off, revealing the white inner lining.

After tidying it up a few times, the black cloak became a small white burden, completely invisible to its original appearance.

At this time, the sun has completely sunk below the horizon, and the street lamps on the street emit a warm yellow light.

Everything is so peaceful and beautiful.

Passing the night market on the way, the wind mixed with the smell of barbecue swept past.

The owner of the barbecue shop raised his thick arms and wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeves.

Inadvertently raised his head, his eyes met the young man not far away, and he couldn't help but stop breathing for a few seconds.

This is not the first time he has met young people, but every time he is amazed.

This kind of surprise has no bad meaning, it is just a simple love for beautiful things.

Sensing the boss' gaze, the young man looked back, with a somewhat dazed and confused expression, and almost stuck the words "pure and harmless" on his face.

It wasn't as brutal as it was in the alley to deal with the gangsters not long ago.

The boss waved the skewers in his hand and shouted, "Qingzhou, do you want to eat crayfish today?"

Shen Qingzhou was a little moved. He turned on his optical brain and looked at the interstellar currency in his account, and walked over with a smile, "Yeah."

As he approached, there was a commotion in the barbecue restaurant.

The diners all straightened their backs and corrected their image. The tables that had just yelled and drank just now were as quiet as chickens, and the girls were even more flustered. They either lowered their heads or turned their backs to touch up their makeup, quietly peeking at Shen Qingzhou from the corner of their eyes.

Shen Qingzhou was used to it, so she skillfully reported the names of a bunch of dishes.

Without waiting for the boss's response, the proprietress quickly picked up the skewers and put them on the grill with a few brushes.

Shen Qingzhou thanked the proprietress with a smile, and walked back slowly with the packed takeaway box, occasionally meeting acquaintances, nodding and saying hello, as if he was just a better-looking ordinary person.

Looking at the moon rising slowly above his head, the corners of Shen Qingzhou's mouth slowly rose.

There is no slander from disgusting people, no endless pursuit, even if you encounter some small troubles occasionally, it will not affect your life.

Days like this... are actually not bad.

Seeing the rusty gate of the nursery from a distance, the three little baituanzi rushed out impatiently when they heard the familiar footsteps.

Running at the forefront is a little bald fox, followed by a limping little white wolf, and finally a shrinking little white tiger.

San Xiao only looked at Shen Qingzhou, his round eyes were full of dependence and admiration.

The old man with gray temples chased the cub out, and when he saw Shen Qingzhou, he smiled kindly, with a little bit of worry on his face, "Qingzhou, why did you come back so late today?"

Shen Qingzhou flicked her hair that was blown by the wind, and raised the packing box in her hand, "I wasted a little time shopping for vegetables on the way."

On the other side, in the luxuriously decorated clubhouse, a burly man with a full face was sitting on the sofa in the middle, holding two pretty girls in his arms, and asked lazily, "Where is the person I want?"

"Boss, that boy who sells pills is too strong. All the people we sent to test were knocked down by him. The five and six were also injured internally. When they came back, they kept vomiting blood. Now they are being rescued."

"What!" The man shouted loudly, "The person who dares to hurt me, that kid wants to die!"

"Then what should we do now?"

"What else can I do, of course it is to kill—"

"Boss." The frail man next to him suddenly said, "Let's not talk about the efficacy of the medicine boy's pills, just talk about his strength. If we really fight, we will definitely have many brothers. If Baihu takes the opportunity to attack, it will definitely threaten Qinglong. The status of the edge star."

"Then I can't let my brothers get hurt for nothing! How can I be the boss of Qinglong!" The man forcefully hammered the tea table into a big hole, and roared in a rough voice.

"It's simple, let people find out his details first, and if they find his weakness, can they rub it at will?" The frail young man smiled slightly, his eyes full of malice.

"It makes sense, then do as you say!"

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Once through the book, Shen Yiran became a cannon fodder young master who relentlessly pursued the hero. At this moment, in order to please the hero, he cornered the opponent's illegitimate brother and future villain.

Thinking of the end of the original owner's bankruptcy and the villain's disability, he tore up the script and showed a "nuclear" smile, "Hey, kid, do you want to mess with me?"

Shen Yiran was just a whim at the beginning, but the little villain was able to risk his life to save him in a dangerous moment, and since then he has taken a fancy to this little wolf cub.

But the people around him didn't know why, but they thought he used the little villain as a substitute for the hero.

Seeing that Shen Yiran became more and more glamorous, the male lead was full of remorse, "I admit that the one I like is you, can you let that fake go now?"

被揍进医院后，男主因爱生恨，试图逼迫沈熠然跟他在一起。In the end, before he could do anything, he fell into the street first.

Shen Yiran, who was fully prepared to have a big fight with the hero, "???"

The villain put away the sinister smile on his face and pretended to be well-behaved, hiding his achievements and fame.

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Gu Yuanxiu has been ridiculed, beaten and insulted by people around him since he was born, until one day he was pulled out of the quagmire by his hands.

He was afraid of losing this warmth, so he put away his fangs and claws, and followed his god humblely and piously.

Seeing more and more suitors around Shen Yiran, he finally couldn't help but lock them into his arms.

Gu Yuanxiu's eyes were full of madness, but his voice was crying, "As long as I can stay with my brother, it doesn't matter to me as a substitute. Can my brother not look at others, but only me?"

Shen Yiran, who was inexplicably scumbag, "..."

Who is the bastard who spread rumors that I play stand-in?Come out and get beaten!

The domineering and short-protecting young master is attacked by x pretending to be a pitiful big-tailed wolf