"Okay, let's rest here!" After nearly a hundred miles of night travel, the sky was already slightly white.

Lu Feng'er led everyone out of the dense forest, and stopped at a meadow on the side of the hill with a fairly wide view.

When the crowd heard his words, they collapsed to the ground. After a night of fierce fighting, they dragged their seriously injured bodies for nearly 100 miles at night, and they were already exhausted.

The three third-level martial artists could barely hold on, while the remaining second-level martial artists and Xiaoshan were already pale, especially Xiaoshan, who couldn't even move his fingers.

Taking advantage of this, Lu Feng'er asked people to use gold sore medicine to bandage the injured area again. The previous treatment was simple, not to mention such a high-speed action in the dark night, some people's wounds reopened, and they all gritted their teeth to survive.

"Hmm...."Not long after being put on the grass by Lu Feng'er, the corners of wildfire's eyes twitched slightly, and everyone noticed the movement and surrounded them.

When he opened his eyes, he saw so many people staring at him, and he suddenly panicked, and subconsciously stepped back, covered his chest with his hands, and looked at them vigilantly, "You guys........ What do you want to do?"

"Hey, hey, you're finally awake!" the group of people who were watching him smiled, and this look looked as obscene as it was in the eyes of wildfire. For a moment, he felt like a girl in the wilderness, surrounded by a pack of wolves of another breed.

"What's wrong with me?" Seeing Lu Feng'er coming, Wildfire was confused and hurriedly asked.

"What's the matter, I've fainted!" Lu Feng'er shrugged her shoulders and said unconcernedly.

"Fainted?" Wildfire looked confused, trying to think about what had happened, but his mind was a mess.

"Hey, you kid is lucky, you save a lot of effort, do you know how hard it is for us to travel hundreds of miles at night?" the crowd began to gossip.

"Yes, do you know? On the way, there were some bastard monsters attacking grandpa, and grandpa shot him 'smack', picked him off his horse, and then ......."

"Okay, okay, stop bragging!"

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Wildfire was stunned and dazed.

Seeing this, Lu Feng'er finally smiled at him and said, "Congratulations, you have broken through to a second-level martial artist!"

"What?!" Wildfire screamed.

"What's not anything! Why are you so loud? Uncle Ben is generous, let you overtake me for a while, you give me to wait in the realm of a second-level martial artist, I will catch up sooner or later!" Seeing the shocked look on the face of the wildfire, Xiaoshan was suddenly unconvinced.

In the mercenary group, he and Wildfire were originally the only first-level martial artists, but they didn't expect him to take the lead, and for this reason, Xiaoshan's heart felt a little more ........ Lonely?

But why did he fight so hard, and the second-level martial artist realm was still missing? At the same time, he hated himself for being useless.

"Eh, Leader, what is the attribute of my breakthrough to the second-level martial artist?" The wildfire who reacted smiled and pushed Lu Feng'er's arm coquettishly.

"Don't you know how to look at it yourself?" Lu Feng'er glanced at him, and said angrily.

Only then did the wildfire react, and hurriedly sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and sensed the situation in his body.

After a while, he looked excited, stretched out his right hand, and a blood-red aura suddenly gushed out from his palm. Instantly, the aura formed a leaping flame under his control.

"What is this?" Wildfire was dumbfounded, "Blood Power?"

The power of blood doesn't form a flame-like appearance, does it?

"It's the power of fire!" At this time, Xiao Ying explained on the side, "But it's the mutated power of fire!"

"The mutated power of fire?" Wildfire tilted his head to look at her, confused.

"Yes, I guess it has something to do with the power of blood, after you subconsciously used it, the most intuitive difference is that it can burn blood. Xiao Ying explained to him in detail.

"What do you mean by burning blood?" asked Wildfire curiously.

"It can burn blood!" replied Xiao Ying.

"Can I burn blood? Then I didn't hurt others, and then the power of my fire can burn in other people's bodies?"

"Theoretically, so. Xiaoying nodded.

"Aren't I a genius, then?" the corners of Wildfire's mouth couldn't stop rising, and you could tell that he was trying to restrain himself.

"Reluctantly!" Xiao Ying saw his appearance, and she didn't know whether to praise him or suppress him.

"Hey, hey, I'm a genius!" Wildfire turned and smirked incessantly at the hill.

"Hmph, you're just a reluctant little genius, do you know that Uncle Ben is called a late bloomer?"

But having said that, there was still a trace of melancholy in his heart.

"Eh, by the way, what about Lao Bai? Is Lao Bai okay?" Wildfire suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly looked for Lao Bai's figure in the crowd.

"I'm fine!" Lao Bai, who had just returned from fetching water from elsewhere, heard him call him and responded with a smile.

"Whew!" Wildfire breathed a sigh of relief and stroked his chest, "That's good, that's good!"

"Hey, I saved your kid's life!" said Old Baile.

"Huh?" Wildfire jerked his head up and looked at Lao Bai. Lao Bai smiled when he saw this, and patted his head with his calloused hand.

"Thank you!" Wildfire whispered suddenly, in a voice as thin as a mosquito.

"It's all my family, what are you talking about!" Lao Bai rubbed his hair, and the young man's hair, which had been neatly arranged, became unkempt like a nest of birds.

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"Nonsense!" In the center of the Land of Chaos, in the mercenary union, the servants below shivered and trembled. On the large golden chair in front of them, a sturdy man sat on it, and the man's face was full of anger.

"Xiao Zhang, didn't you stop you?" the man turned his head and questioned the old man who looked like a butler.

Because this man looked only about forty years old, and the butler had white hair and was already over the age of six. So this little Zhang sounds as weird as it sounds.

"The ......," replied the old man who looked like a butler, "said the second lady..... I decided for myself!" At this moment, Rao was stunned in his heart.

"What a bastard!" the sturdy man scolded for a while.

But he scolded and scolded, but he didn't necessarily make many movements, just holding his forehead with one hand and worrying. This man who can call the wind and rain in the chaotic land, in the face of his daughter, he can't come up with any way, whether it is big or small, "Sooner or later, Lao Tzu will be angry with these two girls!"

After a long while, he let out a long sigh and said, "Bring me the information about that Blood City!"

The old man who looked like a butler seemed to have expected him to ask such a question, so he prepared a stack of materials early and handed it over respectfully.

The sturdy man sitting in the big chair took it, and the more he looked at it, the more his brow tightened. After reading all the information in one sitting, he blinked thoughtfully. After being silent for a long time, he handed the information back to the old man who looked like a housekeeper, waved his hand and said, "You guys go down first!"

Hearing this, the servants below breathed a sigh of relief and retreated in an orderly manner.

"Xiao Zhang, go down too!" commanded the sturdy man sitting on the big chair again.

"Yes!" the old man who looked like a butler bowed to him unhurriedly.

When everyone was gone, the lean man flipped over and pulled out a talisman.

If anyone in the know sees this talisman, they will definitely be surprised. Because this talisman is the highest-level communication symbol in the mainland, it is claimed that as long as it is on the mainland, no matter where the other party is, as long as there is a corresponding communication symbol at hand, you can receive communication.

Of course, this is an exaggeration, but it is true that it can be used in most places.

The lean man poured aura into the messenger. Suddenly, the golden light on the talisman was magnificent.

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In the far north, in the backyard of the tavern in the town, the tavern owner who had just turned the clouds and rain with his glamorous wife was comfortably hugging his wife and kissing her blown-up cheek, which made her laugh.

While enjoying himself, a burst of golden light flickered above the curtains drawn in the room, startling the tavernkeeper and almost falling out of bed.

He hurriedly put on his clothes and pants, and scolded in his mouth, "Damn, who is looking for Lao Tzu?"

When he poured his aura into the golden talisman, the phantom of a sturdy man sitting on a golden chair suddenly appeared on the talisman.

At the same time, the sturdy man opened his mouth with a playful face,

"Brontosaurus!"

"Damn the old ghost, what are you looking for!"

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