Gathering of Wind and Cloud, Thunder Cloud Spirit Body! Five-Colored Divine Light Is No Match for Lifespan Consumption! (1)

The sun was setting in the west.

Even in a city like Great Liang, there were still slums under the emperor.

They were the marginalized people living in a prosperous city.

In a straw hut in the corner of the slums, Ling Feng struggled to open his eyes. The roof of the mud-covered straw hut was the first to enter his sight.

"Am I still alive?"

He turned his head slightly and saw a young man who looked to be in his early teens kneeling on the cold and hard ground. His upper body was bare as he leaned against the head of the bed and fell into a deep sleep. There were still dried tears and mud marks on his face. It was his second brother, Ling Yun.

Yesterday, he went to the streets to sell newspapers. In the end, he met a kind-hearted young lady and young master. They bought four miscellaneous newspapers and gave him ten taels of silver. Moreover, they did not need change.