Passersby Through the Cannon Fodder of the End Times - Chapter 691

“That’s not necessary, I’ll just walk around by myself. By the way, what’s the important thing happening in the city this time?”

“This year is the birthday of our old lady. Six months ago, there was a market in the central square. There are not only various spontaneous trading markets, but also wonderful performances. Our Tan family also has irregular and non-quantitative performances every day. , Give away some sub-star millet wines of various grades.”

Ye Qingyu’s interest gradually rose, which reminded her of the behavior of many good families in ancient times.

“Thank you, I will go and see.”

Saying goodbye to Xiao Er in the store, Ye Qingyu walked leisurely all the way to the destination according to the address that Xiao Er said.

Even though the sky is already dark, but here is like a modern night market, with busy streets and crowds. Red lanterns hung on the shops along the street, giving this bustling street a warm red hue.

Ye Qingyu, who was walking, involuntarily probed out her mental power. She wanted to see what the night market in this world was like.

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“Star beast core, star beast core, star beast core of various levels!”

“Do not miss passing through!”

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“Painting grass, fresh painstaking grass…”

“Gu Jinyu, come and take a look, the legendary rare Gu Jinyu!”

“How do you sell it?”

“One hundred stars.”

“Hundred-star coins! Are you robbing?! More expensive, more expensive! Cheaper, ten-star coins, can you sell it?”

“You really dare to say! Did you bargain like this? Forget it, my wife just gave me a big fat boy. Today I am in a good mood, so I will do the business of your pay to grandma’s house. Come, take it. , Give the coins!” The stall owner wrapped something in a piece of cloth quickly and handed it to the buyer.

“Grass! Fooled!” The buyer was stunned, took the package reluctantly, and handed over ten star coins.

The child in the stall next to him looked at his grandfather, and asked incomprehensibly: “Grandpa, Uncle Jiu’s daughter-in-law, how do you have a big fat boy born? The day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, and the day before yesterday, have you already given birth?”

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“Sold steamed buns! Selling steamed buns! The thin-skinned japonica rice star shrimp steamed buns, one for two gold coins, and two for three gold coins… You still want to eat the fourth one!”

“Come two!”

“Ding Dong!” Two gold coins fell into the earthen jar next to them.

“Good! Guest officer, take it well!”

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“Mother, mother, I want candy, I want candy!” A six or seven-year-old child with two empty front teeth, pulling a corner of a beautiful woman’s clothes, looked at his mother eagerly.

“Look at your little Huoya, do you want your teeth any more?” The beautiful woman reluctantly grabbed the little child’s nose.

“No, no, no, I want it, mother, mother…” The child pulled the corner of her dress and shook the corner of the beautiful woman reluctantly.

“Good, good! Don’t shake it anymore!” The beautiful woman looked at Zhi’er’s longing eyes and the saliva at the corner of her mouth, and finally agreed softly.

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Ye Qingyu’s mental power left the street and spread to other directions in the city.

At the corner of the street, a huge star beast yelled at a petite star beast, and the little star beast screamed unwillingly with its hair exploded.

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In a restaurant, on a table near the window, a young man stood up and raised his wine bowl. The expression on his face was gratitude, admiration, and admiration, “Big Brother Hai, thanks to you for this trip to Beixinhai.” For help, I hope that this life belongs to Big Brother Hai. From now on, whenever Big Brother sends him, I hope to die without hesitation. Big Brother Hai, I did it, you are free.”

The big man with cheeks on the opposite side, who is also a spirited man, raised his wine bowl and said, “Look, my brother, you and my brothers are worthy. If you are polite, don’t talk about it anymore, it’s done.” The big man with cheeks raised his neck and drank the wine in the bowl.

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The red house is warm, Yinggeyan dances.

“Officials, it’s been a long time since Yingying came to see Yingying. Yingying wants to be dead.” The peach-faced woman with hairpins and willows twisted the willow waist with a wink and leaned on the man softly. .

The man squeezed a handful of silky buttocks, half of his body was already crunched, “Little fairy, let’s see how the master will clean up you later.”

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In the courtyard of a large mansion, an old man was lying on the bed with a pale face.

“Father, don’t worry, the son will take good care of his younger siblings.” The few people kneeling in front of the bed, the leading man, squeezed the old man’s hand, and looked at the nearly silent old father with a sad expression on his face.

The old man lowered his eyes, and finally took a nostalgic look at the few people in the room, and closed his eyes with relief and reluctance.

“Father!”

“Father!”

“Woo…”

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The hustle and bustle of the city surrounded Ye Qingyu’s ears, and all kinds of faces were in front of him.

They sit, stand, walk, stand, or face solemnly, or laugh, or are sad and hopeless, or are full of spring breeze, or are immature and childlike, or are old-fashioned, or they are flattering, or sternly prepared, or amorous Thousands of species, or Qiaoxiaoyanran…

Old man and child, man and woman, strong and weak, rich and beggar…

Thousands of people, thousands of faces, tens of thousands of species, lifelike.

Ye Qingyu’s heart throbbed, and she seemed to perceive a certain kind of fluctuation. In everyone, there are strong or weak fluctuations.

These are mixed with each other with various emotions and emotional fluctuations.

The feelings of countless individuals fluctuated in Ye Qingyu’s heart. Ye Qingyu’s heart was empty, and he keenly caught these fluctuations.

This fluctuation carries everyone’s mark and records his master’s past.

Thousands of images poured into Ye Qingyu’s heart, from the babies falling to the ground to the declining old men. A person’s life is like a movie, playing back in Ye Qingyu’s heart.

It seems that there is only a moment, and it seems that there have been countless reincarnations.

Different lives, different pictures, and various emotions come one after another. Happiness, anger, sorrow, joy, sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy, taste the tastes of life.

Following the emotional fluctuations of the owner of the picture, Ye Qingyu’s heartbeat fluctuates with the fluctuations. Her heartbeat also fluctuates with these countless pictures.

For a moment, Ye Qingyu’s heartbeat, suddenly mixed with all the fluctuations, had the same frequency.

“boom!”

The mixed emotions in Tan Bicheng suddenly filled Ye Qingyu’s heart.

All the star masters in the city whose cultivation base was above the stage of maturity suddenly felt something, and the power of their hearts was caught in all directions.

An ice crystal space on Ye Qingyu’s wrist suddenly cracked a line, and a rusty shuttle flew out of the gap.