"When you have a body that day, I will definitely hold you down, and after circling you, let Fat Pig and Bert crotch you together..."
Seeing the shameless Bell who entered the cultivation state directly, Wang Luo cursed in his heart again, and finally had no choice but to turn off the Blood Soul Banner unwillingly and continue to fulfill his duties as a good gatekeeper.
Kneading the blood smeared from the corner of his mouth with his fingers, Wang Luo once again recalled the terrifying blood-colored river. If he felt correctly, Wang Luo could be sure that it was indeed a river made of blood.
Thinking that so much blood might only be part of it, Wang Luo couldn't help but frown slightly. Apparently there was an unknown conspiracy, and the Fallen City might just exist to cover up this conspiracy.
"Damn Bell, you know this clearly, but why don't you—"
Wang Luo, who couldn't help cursing Bell in his heart again, suddenly remembered something, an angry look appeared on his face, and he gritted his teeth, as if he was a little girl who had been deliberately molested.
"Being plotted by Bell!"
Staring fiercely at Bell in the Blood Soul Banner, Wang Luo was speechless for a while, secretly cursing himself a fool. Bell knew that these things existed, and when he wanted to explore them, he not only did not stop him at all, but also tried his best to help him.
At that time, I thought that we were both time travellers, so we should help each other. But now I suddenly found out that everything was Bell's conspiracy. He deliberately helped me and let me see the bloody river, and then was attacked and injured to defraud myself.
The Blood Soul Fruit.
"But how did Bell know that he had the Blood Soul Fruit? Bert only knew that I had the medicine to restore my soul after being told by myself..."
Rubbing his smooth little chin, Wang Luo murmured and fell into deep thought. Suddenly, the figure of a hateful old man in red flashed in Wang Luo's mind, and Wang Luo's eyes suddenly lit up.
"It should be that damn old man. Apart from him, no one else knows that I have the Blood Soul Fruit. Does he have any relationship with Bell?..."
Wang Luo couldn't help but feel dizzy as he was thinking wildly. These things were so messy and there was only a rough idea of everything. If he wanted to continue thinking deeply, everything would be a fog and he wouldn't be able to understand it at all.
In line with the principle that everything will be straight when the boat reaches the bridge, Wang Luo put everything behind him. After taking a few more pills, Wang Luo began to refine the power of the medicine and restore his damaged mental power.
Bingyao asked everyone to carry out the task for three consecutive nights. Naturally, they couldn't turn a deaf ear. Everyone had to persist without sleep for three consecutive nights. Wang Luo and his group of eight naturally had to stand like a sabi at the entrance of Tianxuan Academy for three days and three nights.
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For those who have no cultivation level, three days and three nights may be very painful, but for Wang Luo and others, three days and three nights are just a short period of retreat and practice, and it passes in a flash.
Standing at the entrance of Tianxuan Academy, facing the rising sun, Wang Luo stretched himself out, dumbfounded that his life of standing guard like an idiot was finally over, and he could rest for a whole day.
"Haha, I didn't expect them to be the ones taking over!"
Seeing Hague's group of people walking not far away, Wang Luo was slightly startled, and murmured to himself. Hearing this, everyone around him showed a strange smile. It was true that enemies never get together.
"Cut off the head and take it away!"
Too lazy to chat with them anymore, Wang Luo spoke to the people behind him. After hearing this, they immediately stepped forward, walked to the shriveled corpses on the ground, and took off the big heads.
Entering the Fallen City is not that easy, and walking out of the Fallen City is not that easy either. The Fallen City is vast and open for thousands of miles, but it is the most dangerous place.
Here, there is no restriction from the Fallen City, and there is no restriction from the major empires. It is chaos, and all kinds of monsters and monsters gather together. Killing and stealing can be seen everywhere, and mutilated corpses and mutilated limbs are commonplace.
All the major forces have been cautious after thousands of miles of depravity, and experts are on duty to protect them. Even so, there will be some bloodthirsty people who will come to stop them, which is extremely terrifying.
Except for the students of Tianxuan Academy who will be selected by the academy to send them out of the Fallen City every year after graduation, for the rest of the time, whether they are members of the guardian team or some students, if they want to get out of the Fallen City, they have to go out on their own.
This time of Warcraft craze, it is not a big deal for people who are used to living in the Fallen City, or who are practicing in the Fallen City to represent Tianxuan Academy in the Guardian Team.
But for those who are tired of the fighting life in the fallen city and want to return to the world of normal people, but are not strong enough, this is a great opportunity. If you miss it, you don’t know when the next time will be. Maybe it will be another one.
century.
When Wang Luo asked Black Shadow and other beasts to leave the Fallen City, he also considered this. Although there are many strong people on the road to Fall, the ninth-level strong ones should still be phoenix feathers and water chestnuts, and most of them are seventh-level and eighth-level people.
Even if there is a ninth-level powerhouse, Black Shadow can easily escape by virtue of its own advantage as a flying monster, and safely reach Antawei City in the Brewster Empire.
After collecting the heads one by one, Wang Luo led seven people and passed by Hague's ten people. Although Hague and Matt were very unhappy, they did not dare to make any move. There was no way. They could not defeat them.
Hold it in for now.
While Wang Luo was feeling a little proud, the little white lion far away in Anpisa Mountain encountered an unprecedented big trouble. Well, to be precise, Aijieli encountered an unprecedented crisis, and it
It's incidental.
On the high Anpisa Mountain, a wooden house covered with flowers stands quietly. It is extremely beautiful. In front of the wooden house, there is a swing woven with flower vines, swinging lonely.
Hoho...
In front of the small door of the wooden house, a cute little white lion showed its sharp claws and had a ferocious face. It kept hitting the wooden house, tearing or biting it. Its small body started attacking anxiously and crazily.
However, no matter how hard the little white lion tried, the faint, almost transparent light shield that enveloped the wooden house did not change at all, not even a faint ripple was produced.
"Grandpa Zu, you said that as long as I break through the seventh level, you will let me go down the mountain to practice. I have been practicing very hard these days, and now I have finally broken through to the seventh level. You must keep your word!
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In the wooden house, Ajieli, who was completely ignorant of everything that happened outside, was shaking Qinide's arm and told him sweetly that in order to break through to level seven, she had worked really hard during this period.