typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 49 'Zhao Chu's Shop'

The third day comes to an end.

The cruelty of this day cannot be described in words.

Seventeen people...died...all of them were shattered into pieces, with no complete corpses left.

There were severely injured and disabled people, those with missing arms and legs...more than a hundred...some people watched helplessly as their entire legs were torn off by the pigs. They chewed the food and swallowed it mixed with dirty saliva, but they could only moan helplessly.

Countless minor injuries!

The protagonist of the evil monster on the third day has completely become a black ant snake, and the pig has been reduced to a foil... The former has a smaller body and is easier to squeeze out from the cracks in space... Boundless, vicious attacks like black arrows, completely defeated

It messed up everyone's position.

When night falls, the safety zone becomes gloomy and gloomy.

As the space cracks intensify, the scope of the safe zone is also quietly eroded, becoming smaller and smaller.

Cries were heard one after another. To others, the death and injury were just a series of indifferent numbers... But after personal experience, one knows how fragile and unbearable a life is... Many girls cried and wanted to go home...

pity!

No regrets!

Once you enter the battlefield, you can never regret it.



"Sun List"



The first place...Wang Junchen...his position can no longer be shaken.

The number of monsters...2012!

The increase on the third day exceeded 800 pills.

With white hair and white eyebrows, white robe and white eyes... He stands alone and proud in the ice, snow and cold wind. He is already a figure that people look up to... a myth.



Second place...He Jianggui.

Crazy Sword Like a Dragon... 985 capsules!

Although he kept second place, He Jianggui looked livid and anxious.



984 capsules!

Behind him, Ji Dongyuan remained in third place with only one goal missing.

The latter is like a grinning tarsal maggot, clinging to you and refusing to let go.



He Jianggui carefully observed Ji Dongyuan... and found that the latter was strolling around, with thorny tentacles like an octopus monster, arrogant, domineering, and unscrupulous. He seemed not to use his full strength at all... and he almost even used his ultimate trick.

Every blow was made without any mistakes... Ji Dongyuan seemed to have clairvoyant eyes and could see through the hiding position of the black ant snake in the mud.



Ji Dongyuan!

This young man from Xiangfeng City will be remembered by everyone.

If he can surpass He Jianggui, he will undoubtedly break another record.

With the qualifications of the Eight Meridians, he brutally crushed the nine leaders.

As for Wang Junchen... he is a monster, so let’s not mention it.



Huang Lingling!

A fellow from Xiangfeng City.

On the third day, this girl, like a humanoid Tyrannosaurus rex, shuttled back and forth in the evil monster jungle... Nine in and nine out... The road along the way was muddy, and the corpse of the evil monster was used to pave a bloody carpet.

The number of demon dust...691...

Ranking...fifth!

Overnight, her strength skyrocketed, and she was the one who made the most rapid progress.



"Senior brother, I can break through tomorrow...thank you for your guidance."

Huang Lingling took off her Shiquan True Color Robe, revealing her exquisite and plump figure, wearing only the close-fitting training clothes... The waves were so turbulent that they made Zhao Chu dizzy... Zhao Chu promised her to mend the spiritual robe today.

"Senior brother, you are indeed a genius. Today...I am even bigger..."

Huang Lingling raised her small fist... Because it was protected by the magic weapon glove, her palm was as warm as jade, white and red, and as attractive as an onion... And her waves were so turbulent that they were squeezed out of shape... Zhao

Chu took a deep breath:

"Bigger, bigger is better, bigger is better... But it can't be too big, no matter how big it is... sewing clothes scraps..."

"Don't worry, senior brother... I know that I am strong, so I will try my best to restrain myself... to maximize the protection of the spiritual robe and prevent it from wearing out."

Seeing Zhao Chu's embroidery needles flying and his forehead dripping with sweat, Huang Lingling was moved.

Zhao Chu lowered his head and meditated... He didn't dare to look anymore. If he couldn't help himself, he honestly checked whether the palm was soft or not. It would be hard to explain... If you touch it, you have to dedicate your body... If you dedicate your body, you have to be responsible.

...If you take responsibility, you will have a baby...I am still a minor...As a time traveler, I actually understand safety measures...Speaking of which, it is not impossible to try...

There were two villains in Zhao Chu's mind, debating seriously.

Little Devil: "Touch it, to find the warmth and softness of the origin of life... Childish face, huge waves, the best of the best... Peach, pick it when there is plenty of honey... Under the peony flower, it is not a pity to die...

"

Zhao Chu shook his head stubbornly, but the little angel was sensible and listened to the latter's dissuasion.

Little Angel: "Okay, okay...I also want to know how it feels..."

"Bah... there is no reliable one... pinch, sooner or later... but the battlefield without regrets is such a cruel and serious place... How about giving it a try? The big deal is that your hands will be chopped off... It's just a hand chop, forget it.

What……"

Zhao Chu's brainstorm was sweeping... Suddenly his forehead felt cold and his water was icy cold.

It seems...someone is wiping sweat on himself?

He raised his head suddenly... His nose was suddenly filled with a faint special smell... It was like the sweetness of the first ray of grass sprouting in the morning, the sweetness of the purest milk source, and the softness of ten thousand silk quilts...

At this moment, Zhao Chu seemed to have been given the wings of a devil... He flew across the ninth level of the sky, and then fell down again, breaking through the eighteenth level of hell...

I don’t know why... Zhao Chu’s nasal cavity is a little moist and salty!

Huang Lingling saw Zhao Chu's hard work and wanted to wipe his sweat... Who would have thought that a big head would suddenly penetrate into her chest... Rubbing? He was still rubbing? Still drilling...

Awkward!

At this moment, Huang Lingling's face was so red that she almost bled... A big furry head rushed in, and she was as helpless as a child...



"He's simply a shameless person... bah, bah... Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng is so envious... so jealous..."

Ji Dongyuan was not far away, and this scene fell in his eyes, making his teeth itch with anger.

Leaving aside Liu Yueyue, Huang Lingling has a fairy-like temperament and is the goddess of everyone in Xiangfeng Wuyuan... You, what did you do to the goddess...!



Bang!

Not far away, Feng Haoyan severely crushed a branch.

He gritted his teeth and wished he could kill Zhao Chu directly...but he was afraid...he was afraid of the detonating charms in Zhao Chu's storage bag.

Jealousy, anger, incompetence... all kinds of complicated emotions were intertwined, making his intestines hurt.



"Ah...Senior brother, are you injured? Is it serious?"

Suddenly, Huang Lingling exclaimed.

Zhao Chuhan raised his head with a smile, and two traces of blood lazily flowed from his nose...

"How many years have it been... It's this kind of softness, this kind of touch... Junior sister, don't worry, senior brother is fine, he just can't help himself... Come... The robe is sewn, please stay away from me... This occasion is not suitable for me.

Release your animal nature..."

Zhao Chu looked up at the sky and threw the robe to Huang Lingling.

So sad!

Zhao Chu felt like he was back on the top of the mountain.



At this time... there were many people lining up in silence in the safe area.

There were many people at the scene, openly helping people repair magic weapons and selling elixirs... Of course, the only currency in the No Regrets battlefield is demon dust.

so!

Among the top fifty on the Scorching Sun List, a group of heretics appeared.

In the past two days, most of these people were ranked outside the hundreds of places, and they were unattractive... But today, their rankings jumped to the top, attracting the attention of thousands of people.

They are sub-professional talented people... Of course, these people are very rare...

After all, you have to cultivate to the point of awakening the eight meridians, and there is no time to study sub-professions... These people are all talented people.

In fact, their level is not even considered amateur.

The weapon refiner can only repair some simple magic weapons, even at the expense of destroying the magic weapons...

The so-called alchemist can only use a low-quality alchemy furnace to make some golden sore medicine powder, analgesic powder...

But even so, there is a long queue in front of every sub-professional!

Expensive?

Damage the magic weapon?

If life is gone, what do those things outside of you mean?

Therefore, the number of monsters of these dozen sub-professionals has increased rapidly... Of course, they also sell inferior armor part-time, and the price is ten times that of the outside world.

Of course, these businessmen are protected by strong men from the cities where they live.

This is also a kind of protection... After all, there are too many things that go back on one's word on the battlefield without regrets.



"Zhao Chu's Shop"

After sending Huang Lingling away, Zhao Chu casually broke off a piece of wood and wrote five big characters.

Next breath!

Where Zhao Chu was, the glow rose into the sky, like a scorching sun... At this moment, he attracted everyone's attention.

Nine colors of neon!

Excellent robe!

A total of ten items... everyone was shocked... all the special leader-level experts stood up.

The price of the robe is ten times that of the battle armor... The countless defensive arrays carved with seals have the same defensive power as the battle armor, but it does not affect its own speed... On the battlefield, speed is as important as strength... It's a pity

, the robe also has flaws.

The robe is too easily damaged.

The leader-level geniuses all walked in wearing robes... After three consecutive days of fighting, their robes were damaged to varying degrees...


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next