Chapter 210: Zhang Liang

　　 The victory angel obviously had another plan. Chen Lu recalled everything at the last moment. The white ghost hand lifted up and knocked out the victory angel's hands directly.
"boom!"
　　 The crown fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and the surrounding villagers' faces were green, and they obviously realized that Chen Lu was
out of trouble
.
　　 It's only a little bit...
　　 "Fortunately, only a little bit short."
　　 Chen Lu secretly rejoiced, but fortunately, he finally recovered and realized what they had done.
　　 It turns out that this comic has a second challenge...that is to keep Chen Lu in the comic.
Defeating the devil is just a false cover. The comics want to use the victory over the devil to stun their heads and then wear the crown. It is conceivable that as long as the crown is worn, there must be no way to leave the comic... ..
　　 When the victory angel was about to wear the "crown", Chen Lu finally understood, and quickly knocked off his hand to keep his sanity.
　　 But this does not mean that Chen Lu is safe.
　　 "You must stay...you must stay!"
　　 All around began to scream, their expressions getting gloomy, they stared at Chen Lu closely, their faces all unwilling.
　　 But since Chen Lu wakes up, there is no reason to be trapped again.
　　 Chen Lu gently stroked the ring on his left hand with his right hand, a burst of warmth spread, and then a thought spread out, and Chen Lu's phantom appeared behind Chen Lu.
　　 Sadako's powerful resentment shocked the surrounding villagers, making them afraid to take a step closer, and then a dry well slowly condensed in front of Chen Lu. This dry well was incompatible with the style of comics and was very abrupt.
　　 Chen Luxin understood, and under the gaze of all the villagers, he jumped into the dry well.
The scene in front of 　　 shrank greatly. Chen Lu's feeling of falling made him a little wary, but soon he felt the sensation of falling out of the bed while sleeping. He convulsed suddenly and hit the ground.
　　 Chen Lu stood where he was, and he recovered. He seemed to be standing here just now, shaking his mind for a long time.
　　 But he knew that he was only so close to falling into the trap just now.
　　 finally came back.
　　 On his left is a panel on which is a story of "the brave fighting the devil".
　　 The following plot is interpreted like this.
　　 The warrior who returned from the big victory became the new king surrounded by the villagers. The warrior who succeeded in becoming the new king discovered that the previous devil was the last king.
　　 The last Wang was corrupt and perverted. He finally became the devil who exploited the people and was stabbed to death by a warrior.
　　 After the warriors know about this, they must be inspiring to administer attentively and contribute to the well-being of the entire world.
　　 Take office as three fires, the warriors must get the omen tax to help the villagers build their destroyed homes.
　　Because the villagers were too poor to be exploited, his goal this time was to focus on high-ranking officials, to adjust the gap between the rich and the poor, and to bring people along the path of fidelity.
　　 But things are not as expected.
　　 This clause of the warrior was just issued, and it caused a wailing. None of the nobles was willing to pay for the new king, and even rose up to resist and refused to pay.
　　 When the warrior saw someone disobeyed, he personally came to ask for money. He used force to successfully get them to pay and complete the task.
　　 But what happened after that was as sudden as a nightmare.
　　The nobles began to fight back. They exaggerated the harshness of the new king's policies, demonized the process of his invasion, and declared that the new king would eventually become a devil.
　　The warrior wants to defend and struggle, but to no avail.
　　 finally arrived. One day, he sat on the throne and looked at the warriors who came.
　　 He looked at the vigorous warrior, as if he had seen himself back then, so righteous and filled with righteous indignation.
　　He is so tired, he can only say one thing:
"You came."
　　 "Let's die!"
　　 The new king didn't even struggle, so he watched the sword penetrate into his body.
he died.
　　It was not a warrior who killed him.
　　 It was the human heart that killed him.
　　 The human heart is like a devil.
　　 "......"
　　 Chen Lu read the story, and he was speechless for a long time. He originally thought it was a cliché heroic story, but it was actually a dark comic with full of irony.
　　 Of course, this meaning belongs to the meaning, and the plot also indicates the fate of Chen Lu if he is trapped in the comics.
　　 He will certainly not always dominate the king in comics and reach the pinnacle of life. Instead, he will become the king in comics, desperate for life, and finally stabbed to death on his throne with a sword.
　　 Chen Lu looked around and looked to the road ahead. There were different cartoons waiting for him behind, heralding different dangers, and it was certainly not weaker than the dark cartoons at the beginning.
　　 But after thinking for a while, Chen Lu still took steps.
　　 He has nothing to fear.
　　 He wants to see what the is, and dare to pretend to be a ghost before the originator of the ghost.
　　......
　　......
　　 Zhang Liang stood in front of the four doors, showing a hesitant look.
　　 "You mean I want to choose a door to walk in and watch the exhibition?"
"Yes."
　　 Wang Dong replied meticulously. It may be because Zhang Liang stayed so long that Wang Dong could not help but urged:
　　 "Sir, your time is running out."
"Okay, I know."
　　 Zhang Liang rolled his eyes, complaining that Wang Dong turned into a ghost and hesitated, and then glanced in four directions to lock the passage of the sculpture exhibition.
　　 "Then I will take this passage."
　　 "Okay, I hope you can have a pleasant experience of visiting the exhibition."
　　 Under Wang Dong’s congratulations, Zhang Liang walked into the sculpture passage. The moment he walked into the door, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the door, only to find that the door had disappeared.
　　 He has no turning back.
　　 It doesn't matter... if you don't look back, you won't look back.
　　 Zhang Liang started again, walking on this empty road, but strangely, there were no sculptures on the road.
　　 Strange... Isn't this a sculpture exhibition?
　　 Where did the sculpture go?
　　 Zhang Liang looked around, but found no shadow of the sculpture.
　　 Is it possible to still be in front?
　　 Why are you posing so deeply?
　　 Zhang Liang felt a little weird in his heart~EbookFREE.me~ But after all, he still had to go on, Zhang Liang kept on walking and headed deeper.
The lights around 　　 seemed to be getting dim. The deeper Zhang Liang went, the dimmer the lights.
"Who?!"
　　 Zhang Liang turned his head abruptly, he just felt that there was something behind him.
　　 But actually there is nothing behind Zhang Liang... at least he didn't see anything.
　　 The invisible danger is far more permeating than the visible danger.
　　 Zhang Liang looked around, always feeling that there were invisible eyes staring at him.
　　 Zhang Liang turned his head and continued walking. He now doubts whether he should go on.
　　 After hesitating again and again, Zhang Liang still summoned the ghost candle first. The ghost candle was shining with blue flames, and his ghost spirit suppressed the surrounding ghost spirit.
　　 The ghost aura around it seemed to be really suppressed. This strangeness made Zhang Liang determine that there were indeed ghosts around.
　　 But there is nothing around...wait!
　　 Zhang Liang raised his head abruptly.
　　 A pair of red eyes were staring at him intently.
　　
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