"I'm not..."

Zhao Qingyi was stunned for a second and subconsciously spoke.

But he didn't give him any time to speak, and the people on the other side rushed forward.

In an instant, Zhao Qingyi was beaten backwards and fell down.

“So many… so many…”

"All the core forces are all, and you're rich."

"This silly girl, why don't you need to wake up?"

While muttering, Lord Lin carefully placed his phone on the tree to ensure that he could face the direction of the cult, and then he walked out with a cough.

What he carries on his face is the kind of vicissitudes and loneliness that is unique to masters.

Human character.

"Are you...a cult?"

"It's really a shame to harm people in broad daylight."

The words fell.

An energy storm directly formed around Pavilion Master Lin.

Under the wisps of green light.

It highlights the cold face of Lord Lin.

He is actually a little handsome.

He leaned slightly to ensure that the video from a distance could capture his side face, which proved that it was him.

In order to show off, Pavilion Master Lin directly emerged his awakened object.

A breeze.

Six crystals hang on the wind.

Handsome and powerful.

The people from the cult opposite were irritated.

Didn’t the information say that the rest of your life just woke up once?

And the Zhao Zicheng who is so good at it, which is also an awakening?

Scolding twice.

He turned around and ran without hesitation.

But it's too late.

What they faced was a complete one-sided crush.

Wailing, corpse.

Only the somewhat lonely figure of Pavilion Master Lin stood in the center of the battlefield, looking up at the sky at 45°.

Sigh lightly.

In order to achieve this perfect effect, he even quietly launched the powerful skill of the sixth crystal.

The visual effect that ends up is simply shocking.

"Oh..."

"Is this the ghosts and monsters of the cult?"

"Vulnerable."

After leaving this sentence, he looked at Zhao Qingyi who was still lying on the ground, with a expressionless face and left the camera.

The moment he left the camera range, Pavilion Master Lin became excited.

The picture just now was absolutely cool.

After trotting to the tree, he carefully turned off the camera, saved the video, and simply admired his figure, then went back to help Zhao Qingyi up.

He muttered: "Why don't you need to wake up?"

"I said try to use as little as possible, but you really don't?"

"Just your brain, I don't know how to die in Xinjiang City."

"I remember that our students in Lingsian colleges and universities have always been proud of their wisdom!"

"Why are the same as those stupid critics in Lingwu University?"

He speaks very fast and does not give Zhao Qingyi a chance to speak at all.

All that was left was Zhao Qingyi's confused expression.

That is, the next afternoon.

Master Lin waved his hand and bought an extremely sexy pink coupe. He wore sunglasses and the exquisite suit. He stopped staying and rushed towards the Xinjiang city.

At the same time, the entire human race's eyes gathered on the Xinjiang city.

Including a large number of journalists, they rushed over.

This is also the tradition of the human race over the years.

Mo College, the top university in the human race, everyone wants to know how many people will be admitted to Mo College this year.

Some underground gambling banks even opened.

You can bet even or even.

You can also guess the number of people directly.

A variety of things.

Although the other three universities are also quite popular, they are still a bit less interesting than Xinjiang City.

Even at this point in time, every young person entering Xinjiang will be paid attention to.

Of course, the most obvious one is Zhao Zicheng and the rest of his life.

There is no way, they are not only young.

The car is good too.

The luxurious 'Tiger xs' just entered the city and attracted a lot of attention.

Everyone's eyes were gathered on them.

'It is said that Zhao Zicheng drove the tiger xs for the rest of his life, and now there is one more car in the Xinjiang city.'

‘The route is consistent, the age is consistent.’

‘This fierce record is a sure thing for Zhao Zicheng to be admitted to the Mo Academy for the rest of his life this year.’

‘Especially when the rumors spread, I had already obtained a Yunxun in the Yunxun after only eighteen of my life.’

For a moment, the information that belonged to Zhao Zicheng and the rest of his life instantly poured out from the Xinjiang city.

More accurate internal news seems to have been obtained in the underground gambling house.

It belongs to Yu Sheng, Zhao Zicheng's name was hung up.

The option to whether the two can successfully enter the Mo Academy appears.

Multiplied...1:1.

Of course, you can also bet that the two of you enter the Mekong Academy together or eliminate them together.

The ratio is also a little higher.

With the fierce record of the two, countless bettors were made for a while.

Before their fame could be spread among human race, they were already remembered by these gamblers.

Somewhat ridiculous.

The next day.

Another young man entered the city.

Compared to Yu Sheng, Zhao Zicheng, this young man has become more intuitive and more eye-catching.

Not high.

It's only about 1.65 meters.

The human race that is everywhere in the awakened world can even be regarded as a short man.

But he carried a tombstone on his back.

There is no name on the tombstone.

It looked very big and heavy, and was tied to his back with iron chains.
To be continued...