I only heard Mingyue continue: "In the vast north, inaccessible places, there is a strange grass growing, called the Ten Cold Scattered Soul Grass, this thing grows into a plant for ten years, and bears fruit in ten years, its fruit is also known as 'Soul Fruit', and it is even a thing of Yin, but it is also a miracle medicine, if you can help me pick ten soul fruits, I will hand over the bag to you!" ”

Ding~ Your team successfully receives the third ring of the S-rank quest 'Corporal Lixian' and obtains 0/10 of the Soul Fruit.

Looking at the back, there is no mission prompt.

Cheng Yiming said: "The northern land is vast, not to mention thousands of miles, please give me some general hints!" ”

Mingyue said: "Seeing that you people are not bad, I will give you some hints, lest you rush into the depths of the Northern Plains and give your lives in vain, but ......" said and picked up the sugar man in his hand and shook it.

Cheng Yiming said with a smile: "Little brother, don't worry, as long as the task is completed, there will be more sugar people." ”

Mingyue was dissatisfied: "Who is your little brother, my rank is much higher than you, you have to talk about it!" ”

Saying that, he put his hands behind his back, pretending to be old, and then said: "Like this kind of exotic grass and flowers, there are generally high-level demon beasts to take care of them, you only need to go all the way from the Cold Ice City to the northwest, if you see the Xuanbing Beast, you can almost find the Soul Fruit, and also, don't go to the depths of the Northern Plains, the demon beasts in there are not something you can deal with with now." ”

After speaking, he turned his head directly into Qingfeng Temple, and closed the door with a squeak.

It's not early, and a few people agree to gather in Cold Ice City after the audition tomorrow.

Just as he was about to use the return scroll to return to Xuanwu City, the address book rang dripping.

opened the address book, but it was the demon Xiaobai, and I didn't know what this cold beauty was looking for herself, so she answered the voice and only heard the demon Xiaobai say: "Ask you something!" ”

Cheng Yiming smiled: "Say, it just so happens that I have something to ask you." ”

The demon Xiaobai said: "How did you pass the fifth floor of the Tower of Babel?" ”

Cheng Yiming deliberately said: "You can't get over it so simply?" ”

The demon Xiaobai said: "If it's simple, you won't pass it a second time." ”

Cheng Yiming said: "There is a formation on the fifth layer, after it is opened, the monster will appear, as far as I know, the monster still has a lifeline, as if everyone is different, maybe a lamp, maybe a box, maybe a stone......"

The demon Xiaobai suddenly said: "So that's the case, I'll try it later, by the way, what do you ask me?" ”

Cheng Yiming said: "What's going on with Tianya and Ling'er? ”

The demon Xiaobai said speechlessly: "Go back and ask the sword holding Tianya himself." One more thing, you should be careful during this time. ”

Cheng Yiming said: "I was suddenly a little excited! ”

The demon Xiaobai said: "What are you excited about? ”

Cheng Yiming said: "There are beautiful women who care about me, can you not be excited!" ”

The demon Xiaobai said: "When I didn't say it." ”

Cheng Yiming said: "You seem to know a lot of things? ”

Demon Xiaobai said: "There are still a lot of useful news, do you want to listen to it, one news is 10,000 gold coins!" ”

Cheng Yiming said: "Forget it, I can't even make up so much money even after selling my pants." ”

The demon Xiaobai snorted and said, "Rogue, don't be poor with you, I'll go open up the Heavenly Tower." ”

Turning off the voice and seeing that there was still some time, Cheng Yiming simply summoned the pet and went straight to the nearest small leveling point.

After all, he is still a red name, but fortunately he didn't return to the city just now, otherwise he would definitely have to be passed to Siguo Cliff.

Finally, more than an hour later, I was able to brush off my red name and go back to the city, and it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening.

Huang Hongwei was finishing dinner at this time, lazily reclining on the sofa watching TV, and when he saw Cheng Yiming offline, he said excitedly: "Lao Cheng, I was promoted to the audition today, haha!" ”

Cheng Yiming said with disdain: "Look at your appearance, you should set your goal higher!" ”

Huang Hongwei said: "Tens of millions of players, who can advance to the top 10,000, have already burned high incense...... Let's eat quickly, do you want to warm it up? ”

"No need."

Sliced pork with green bamboo shoots, diced kung pao chicken, miso belly, green pepper eggs, garlic cucumbers, and a small cabbage balls soup, each dish is rich and exquisite. When it comes to eating, I'm afraid few people can compare to Huang Hongwei.

But after Cheng Yiming ate a few bites, he couldn't eat anymore.

He suddenly wanted to drink, and he drank a drink happily and without any scruples.

Huang Hongwei fell asleep early, snoring like thunder.

The night was quiet. It's also cold.

People are busy every day, for their own lives.

Busy living, or busy dying.

The street lights are bright, and the pedestrians on the road are gradually becoming scarce. On such a cold and howling night, people only want to hide in the warm quilt as soon as possible.

More than 50 degrees of liquor.

Drinking it one by one, he felt a burning charcoal fire gushing down his throat, rushing into his stomach, and then burning.

If a person doesn't want to get drunk, then he won't take an extra sip when he is about the same.

If a hot person wants to get drunk, then he will definitely get drunk quickly.

He had forgotten how much he had drunk, and he only felt that the burning fire was slowly spreading from his stomach to his brain, and then the whole brain began to be burned hollow and confused, but his thoughts were still so clear and keen.

Not drunk yet?

He muttered to himself, tilted his head, and poured a few more sips of the spirit.

Slowly, his mind began to go blank.

It was as if all the unhappiness, all the troubles, all the restraints, all the repressions disappeared in an instant.

It was as if everything came to mind at that moment.

It seems that he can't remember anything at all.

Maybe what torments a person, in addition to pain, maybe there is hope.

He only hoped that the fire would spread and ignite the empty body and the lonely soul together.

The wind seems to have lightened a bit.

Footsteps could be heard in the distance.

He looked up and saw a familiar and yet unfamiliar face.

He suddenly smiled, so bitter, so lonely.

"Why do you drink so much, are you okay?"

This familiar face was Chen Jing, at this time she frowned slightly, with a little guilt on her face, and said: "Are you alone, it's past eleven o'clock, or we will send you back." ”

Cheng Yiming smiled again, picked up the wine bottle, and said to Wang Lin who was standing next to Chen Jing: "Have a drink together?" ”

With a little unhappiness and disgust, Wang Lin turned to Chen Jing and said, "He is Cheng Yiming?" ”

Chen Jing nodded.

Wang Lin arrived again: "Let's go back quickly, there are still many things to do tomorrow, have you forgotten what you said at the beginning?" ”

Chen Jing looked at Cheng Yiming, who was in a daze, hesitated a little, and said, "But ......"

Wang Lin said coldly: "You want to put it yourself." ”

With that, he turned around and left.

Chen Jing glanced at Cheng Yiming again, turned around and chased after him.

Cheng Yiming smiled bitterly again, raised his head, and poured all the remaining wine into his stomach.

Bitter, spicy, astringent, sour...... For a while, all kinds of flavors surged, and with a whoop, he rolled over and vomited.

His stomach was basically empty, so what he vomited out was basically all wine, bitter and spicy wine, and gastric juice, constantly churning, he only felt nauseous and uncomfortable in his heart, but he couldn't vomit anything anymore.

After a long time, the blur of trance slowly settled.

He tried to stand up, but his hands and feet seemed to weigh so much that he couldn't lift them at all, so he just lay down.

Beside him was a bronze statue of an old man, sitting leisurely on the stone pier, holding a book in one hand and a beard in the other, as if he had focused his whole body on the book in his hand.

"Am I embarrassed, like a dog with a tail between my legs?"

He reached out and grabbed the cold bronze statue and muttered.

"But I feel very dashing myself, and I feel that I can fly with a slight jump."

The wind stopped, and the night was as silent as death.

"Do you think Yoko will take care of their affairs and come back to fight side by side with me?"

He laughed and said, "He will, because in this world, there is a kind of person who, no matter how big the blow and pressure, cannot make him succumb." ”

"Yoko is this kind of person, there is nothing that can make him bow his head!"

"What else do I have to worry about right now?"

He burst out laughing.

He felt that he was the most talkative and reasonable person in the world at this time.

No matter who you are, as long as you drink alcohol, the 'inspiration' comes, and you feel that everything you say is right and every word makes sense.

Finally a little tired.

The brain began to get more and more groggy.

The cold ground suddenly seemed to become more comfortable than the warm bed.

Sleep, sleep, tomorrow is another day full of hope, the reason why people live, don't you think that there will always be a tomorrow full of hope?

In a daze, he seemed to hear a familiar voice.

Then there was a faint fragrance in the nose.

But he didn't know anything.