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Chapter 68? The Age of Great Death

"No... no... I can't do it anymore... I want to know... do you know?" Daoji asked Xuanyuan Juelian.

Xuanyuan Juelian nodded, and at the same time raised his nose to smell it. It turned out that the smell of soy sauce that filled the room was not the original smell of soy sauce and the stench from the corpse, but the smell of the monk, so he backed away.

After a few steps, he put his hands together and bowed gently, "Master, please give me some advice."

The monk smiled modestly and said: "I'd like to teach you... I'd like to say... I can't say... I can't say... you should first... pay... the money for the meal..."

Xuanyuan Juelian, this is embarrassing. After a long time, you asked me to pay for the meal. But when I thought about it, the other person was a monk. I guess he might be greedy for a moment and go to the dog meat restaurant to eat something. I would pay for it myself with some blood.

A little money, how much can a monk eat anyway.

So I told the waiter and the boss of the shop next to me: "You two, this master's meal money is mine. How much is the total?"

Saying that, Xuanyuan Juelian took out his money bag.

The boss laughed and said: "It's not much, only two hundred and fifty taels in total!"

Poof - Xuanyuan Juelian vomited blood on the spot, "Damn! You guys are a black shop here, how can you eat so much, even if the price of dog meat increases again, you don't have to do this?"

The boss shook his head and said: "Xuanyuan arrests the head, you don't know, the two of them..."

"Go away, two people can eat so much!" As he said that, Xuanyuan Juelian pointed his finger and suddenly found many plates and bowls on the table next to him, as well as the remaining dog bones. At this moment, Xuanyuan Juelian seemed

After understanding something, he said tremblingly: "The two people you are talking about are not the one on the ground and the one who was soaked in the smelly soy sauce?"

The waiter and the boss both nodded. Xuanyuan Juelian almost died of a heart attack at this moment.

There is no way, I have agreed to this monk, and others may not be able to see it, but Xuanyuan Juelian can see it. If this monk should be a PC, then he is very likely to have a mission.

I also know the name "Solo God". It is definitely not easy for a man who can provoke gods and then be killed and activate the achievement system.

So I endured the severe pain caused by my bleeding heart and forced myself to hand the money to the boss. The money was stuffed into the boss's hands, but he still refused to let go.

"Xuanyuan catches the head, this money..."

"I'm not giving you the money, but you should take it!"

"Then you should let go."

"I let go."

"But you still hold it in your hand..."

"How is that possible? You must have seen it wrong."

The young catcher next to him quickly ran over and said, "Captain, he got it right. You are indeed holding on to the money and not giving it to anyone."

Xuanyuan Juelian glanced at the little catcher in displeasure, then let go and put the money into the hand of the owner of the dog meat restaurant.

Then he turned around and bowed to Daoji first, and then asked: "Master, what is the answer to the question just now?"

Daoji was sitting on a table with his legs crossed and picking his teeth at this time. Seeing that Xuanyuan Juelian was very polite, he smiled slightly. However, Daoji's eyes were small now and his cheeks were still a little swollen, so when he smiled, he had a kind of fullness.

The connotation of obscenity and obscenity.

"The answer is very... very... very simple... from... from... from Monday to Sunday... it is... it is the historical events of the four death poems... you... do you understand... do you understand?

?”

Xuanyuan Juelian felt as if a crow was flying above his head.

"A bit... I don't understand." Xuanyuan Juelian was embarrassed to say that he didn't even hear what Dao Ji said.

Daoji picked his teeth and said, "Actually, it's very... very... very simple... it's just... the historical events of the Sisi Dead Poems."

Xuanyuan Juelian cursed in his heart: You bastard monk, you stutter when you talk about everything else, but you don’t stutter when you get the key answer. It’s the same as English listening. You usually speak well, but as soon as you get to the answer, you fly past it.

.your sister’s.

So the two of them chatted here for a long time, and until the end, Xuanyuan Juelian still couldn't figure out who those seven people were.

At this time, the door of the dog meat restaurant was pushed open, and Ouyang Lei walked in. He had been resurrected in the underworld just now, so it was delayed for a while.

"Single machine... machine... machine... why did you just... come back... the money... I have... paid..."

Ouyang Lei didn't expect Daoji to actually take the initiative to pay. This was so unlike this guy's style. Logically speaking, Daoji should have asked his boss to give him a meal, or he seemed to be using his own death as an excuse to not only refuse to pay, but also to blackmail him again.

A stroke of luck, finally euphemistically called: alms.

But this guy actually paid. This was beyond Ouyang Lei's imagination. But it wasn't just Ouyang Lei who was beyond imagination. Xuanyuan Juelian next to him also felt that it was beyond imagination.

The two hundred and fifty taels of silver were obviously taken out of my purse, so why did it end up being taken out by him?

In fact, whether it is Ouyang Lei or Xuanyuan Juelian, these two people are not the most unimaginable people who have lived today. The most unimaginable person is the King of Hell.

Today in many places in Dongsheng Shenzhou, many players died while fighting monsters. Generally speaking, this kind of situation is rare.

But today, when everyone heard that the achievement system was turned on like a stand-alone god, many people wanted to get achievements themselves, but everyone knew nothing about getting achievements, and the system just told everyone.

Then a picture emerged in the minds of a group of adventurous teenagers:

An alchemist who was about to be killed by a god insisted on getting up from the ground. Although he was covered in blood, the perseverance in his eyes could not be defeated by physical and mental torture.

Fame, wealth, power, a man who once had everything in the world, like a stand-alone god said before his death: "If you want, I can give you all my achievements. Go to hell! I put all my achievements in

There!"

Then, according to the plot development, the cool and handsome god who should be very ruthless killed him instantly with one move.

Finally, the background music sounded, and the narration said: "Countless young people with dreams rushed to the underworld, and the era of great death began."

Logically speaking, if you are not mentally retarded, you should not believe this kind of thing, but as a result, countless game players have really begun to "seek death." Everyone believes that the purpose of launching a new system in the game is definitely not to cheat people.

Of course, the King of Hell was extremely happy. Now the passenger flow in the underworld has increased so much all of a sudden, all of which are due to the single-machine god.

The King of Hell wiped his saliva and said to the judge next to him: "Next time the stand-alone god comes, you must thank him properly."

The judge looked at the King of Hell expressionlessly and asked: "Are you sure you want to see him?"

The King of Hell thought for a while, nodded and said, "What you said makes sense. He never died a normal death, never. I guess it will definitely not be a good thing if we see him again."

As soon as the King of Hell finished speaking, he saw a long queue lined up, followed by two people, Black and White Wuchang. In front of the two people, a man with his head held high and his chest high and a big belly jumped in and walked forward.


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