People in the Martial Arts World Go Crazy

"Sitting cross-legged in Feilu, drinking alone, with the reeds rippling by the front, how many more years of leisure can I have?" "Things are troubled, when did it happen——" Zhang Xu burped, drunkenly looked at his proud disciple, and interrupted his emotion: "Those who follow one's heart are immortals, those who follow one's will are Buddhas, those who kill people are demons, and those who follow one's nature are evil." "You said I am that kind of person." As a disciple, Hua Mantang smiled knowingly: "It's all." System: "Ding Ding, please ask the host to assist the Son of Destiny in killing the demon outside the territory." Zhang Xu looked at the evil crowd outside the city like black clouds looming over the city. The corners of his mouth were raised, his expression was flying, and he looked at the apprentice in front of him with an invitation: "This is a critical moment of life and death. Why don't you dance? Listen to some music?" Mountains beyond mountains, buildings beyond buildings, crazy people dance and sing, making joy and sorrow.