Chapter 126: Motorcycle

Yan Luo roughly talked about the experience of the inner world, and Wang Dongwei secretly smacked his tongue when he listened.

It turns out that in the world, role-playing will replace the identity of an NPC...... Moreover, in the inner world, there are too many explorations, and it is possible to lead to a big boss and increase the difficulty!

"It seems that if the strength is not enough, in the inner world, you can't dig secrets too arrogantly."

Wang Dongwei put himself in his shoes and thought about it for a while, if it was him, basic swordsmanship + primary agility + internal strength, dealing with the boss black elder on the surface, maybe he could barely fight a dozen. I'm afraid I'm going to kneel down against three women, Voodoo Doll, Resurrection Corpse, and Evil Spirits......

And the Black Death......

A boss who once almost became a god has a numb scalp just thinking about it.

"No wonder, when I was searching for information in the dream space, someone said, don't underestimate the low-level world, even if there is no demon or a low-level world in the 1st level, maybe there will be something hidden, and carelessly, the old driver may overturn."

"Some people rely on high levels, LV2 or LV3, enter the world of level 1 and level 2, and die fearlessly, and then they really die......," Wang Dongwei sighed.

At this time, the mobile phones of the two came with a message at the same time.

"Chu Qingfeng." Wang Dongwei took a look.

"Texting again?"

Yan Luo looked at it and found that it was also Chu Qingfeng's short message - "Everyone is going to enter the forced world in the next 2 days, at 8 o'clock in the evening, get together for a meal, contact each other and exchange information at the same time, I am waiting for you at the Red Sun Restaurant." ”

In the text message, a coordinate was given.

The location of the real-world city and the restaurant.

"Gluttony Red Sun? The name of this restaurant is very distinctive. Wang Dongwei said.

"8 p.m.?"

Yan Luo took a sip of water first, and then sat on the sofa and rested for a while - he was in the inner world, in order to stay vigilant, he had not really slept, and after a series of battles, he was also sucked away a large amount of life sources, and now he was very tired, and after leaning for a while, he picked up his mobile phone and replied to a text message.

Chu Qingfeng in another city received a message from Xu Han, Li Changxin, Little Bird You Yeli and others, but the one he was looking forward to never returned...... He was a little stunned in his heart, and even began to wonder if he had done something wrong.

Why did Yanluo ignore him?

Scratching his hair with some distress, Chu Qingfeng only felt very depressed, and then suddenly a text message sounded, he hurriedly held it in his hand and saw the name on it, and suddenly his mood became clear, and he let out a long breath, with a smile on his face.

Written by: Yan Luo

"Doesn't look like you're ignoring me."

Chu Qingfeng couldn't wait to click on the text message.

His smile froze.

"Is it your treat or the AA system? AA doesn't go. ”

Yan Luo robbed the Qinglong Gang once and got a windfall, 1 million, however, this money is nothing in this society, and he has become a middle-level life, and he needs to spend more money on this, and he has to raise a horse.

He plans to take out a part of the 1 million yuan and give it to the old man Ma Jianmin as child support, and he should also give the other party a certain amount of remuneration...... You can't let someone else raise horses for nothing, right?

So it is necessary to save.

Chu Qingfeng was full of black lines, and replied with three words in a complicated mood:

"I pay."

"Okay."

Others invite guests to eat for free, Yan Luo naturally will not refuse, it is morning, it is still very early from 8 o'clock in the evening, and he is not ready to go to class, anyway, soon the stilt class certificate will be completed and delivered to his hand, first check the promotion brought by the title of boss.

Yan Luo remembered that when the polluted area was cleared, the LV3 Huangjiang River was titled "Little Boss" on his head.

After wearing the title of the boss, he found that the blood bar behind the life source of the personal panel data was skyrocketing! Originally, his health bar was 10, 10 times that of ordinary people, but now, it has become 18 - increasing the vitality of 8 ordinary people.

In addition, the boss template of this title comes with a gene:

Boss armor

Increases Physical Defense and Energy Resistance.

It is worthy of the characteristics of the boss: a lot of blood and durability.

"In other words, will the title of the big boss increase additional attributes? And the super boss, will it bring the ability to transform? ”

At Wang Dongwei's house, after having lunch, Yan Luo spent 10 o'clock to teleport to the dream space, in fact, judging from the time of the watch world, he had only bought a thousand-year-old peach wood sword here not long ago, and also set up a stall in the commercial area.

Bloodline Substance: Spider.

List price: 990,000.

During this time, Yan Luo has passed the program and received offers from many people, but all of them are less than 100,000, and some people want to pick up the leaks, tens of thousands of points to buy a boss equal to the world in level 3, and the bloodline substances that fall, he naturally ignores such a guy.

Last time, when I entered the dream space, the title on my head was "Forest Fairy", and this time Yan Luo's head was on top of the "middle boss", which once again caused a lot of people to look sideways, you must know that the title of small boss is very rare, not to mention the boss?

This guy's level is actually only LV2!

LV2 modulator, how did you get the title of medium boss?

Several modulators who knew the rarity of this title were a little stunned, this was simply incomprehensible!

Entering the commercial area, Yan Luo found that there were a lot of people around his stall, it was noon, and some concoctors had eaten and had nothing to do to run around the commercial area, and the flow of people was more than early and late, not to mention, the bloodline substance was indeed rare enough.

"990,000, too expensive."

"People obviously don't want to sell or are afraid of people picking up leaks, you want to buy, and you shouldn't have to ask so much about asking at a price."

"I sent it, 60,006, and he didn't reply."

"Nonsense, it's impossible for this bloodline to be less than 100,000, you want to buy 66,000? It's naΓ―ve. ”

……

A group of people were talking, and Yan Luo walked over, took out 7 voodoo dolls, put them on the stall and set the price - each doll was marked with 10,000 points, 7 pieces: 70,000 yuan, not just for sale.

The Taoist of the cosplay ninth uncle, the price of the thousand-year-old lightning strike peach wood sword is 40,000, Yan Luo destroyed the Black Death at the cost of weapon damage, so he naturally had to recover the loss in other aspects, this set of voodoo dolls should be enough.

"He's a stall owner?"

"I'll go, boss! It's enough to hang. ”

"Voodoo dolls, or sets? Good stuff again! ”

……

The modulators gathered around when someone outside suddenly shouted in English, "Let go, let go!" Yan Luo looked at the voice and saw a motorcycle, heading towards the stall.

Motorcycle!

Being able to use it in the dream space means that the motorcycle can also be brought into the inner world, obviously, this is a vehicle with a higher value than a horse! But what attracted everyone's attention was not the motorcycle, the people on it, Yan Luo counted.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven.

Some modulators couldn't help but rub their eyes, suspecting that they had seen it wrong.

However, yes, it is eleven people, sitting on a motorcycle, in addition to one person driving, the front and back of the motorcycle are densely packed with people, as for the two sides standing, it is hand in hand with a stunning "peacock open screen" shape, forming a whole.

What shocked people was not this hanging scene, but the fact that everyone on the motorcycle looked exactly the same.

"Could it be...... Are these eleven tuplets who break the boundaries of humanity? ”