The development of things was beyond Lei Han's expectations - this accident did not refer to Wang Ling'er calling him Brother Han, the money-obsessed chick had been completely unrestrained in order to make money.

Jieji is a god horse, can you eat it? -- Wang Ling'er's words.

To Lei Han's surprise, Zhang Zhang actually handed over the vampire to the five monks of the Translation Institute after some interrogation, and he did this not only to Lei Han's surprise, but also to the fat monk who seemed to be tough.

It's obviously a good opportunity to bring down the Translation Academy, even if you can't do this, it will bring great trouble to the Translation Academy, why is Zhang Zhang so easy to let go?

The crowd was puzzled.

Is it tension and soft-heartedness, or is there something else planned?

Seeing that he laughed like an old fox after watching the fat monk and the others leave, as if some calculation had succeeded, Lei Han didn't think it would be the former.

Jiang is old and spicy, and with tension, an old fox's style of doing things, he rarely has a head-on conflict with people. Anyone who is targeted by this old fox will often die an unknown death.

Thinking of this, Lei Han couldn't help but mourn silently for the fat monk.

Although the monk has some scheming, where will he be the opponent of tension, and he is happily returning to the camp after catching the vampire. After all, the vampire had killed an important figure in their academy, and capturing the killer would greatly lessen their punishment.

Unbeknownst to the fat monk, it was he who did not kill the vampire on the spot, and a big storm would be set off next.

The people from the Translation Institute took the vampires back to the stronghold and didn't mention it, they didn't have much interest in what thunder cold would encounter for the time being, he was being entangled by Wang Ling'er at the moment.

After seeing Lei Han's superb Bartley with three special effects, Wang Ling'er went crazy. In the eyes of the wealth fan chick, this superb weapon is a mountain of gold, and Lei Han is the legendary gold hand.

Just imagine, if the weapons brought into the Movement of the Gods by Lei Han can be turned into the best by props, then there is no money?

When I thought that I could sit and count money without doing anything, it was strange that Wang Ling'er was not crazy with the surname of Wang Ling'er's money fan.

The surname of a certain female wealth fan Lei Han has long been clear, but her pestering work Lei Han is still the first time to understand the teaching, along the way Wang Ling'er muttered in his ear non-stop, if you don't agree, I won't let go of your posture, which makes Lei Han annoyed.

Is the power of money so great?

Enough to turn a money junkie into a chatter?

Lei Han scratched his head, in order to make his ears a little cleaner, he finally promised Wang Ling'er that after the completion of this mandatory mission, he would try to exchange the weapons in reality into the Divine Movement, and see if there could be a superb product like Bartlet.

After Lei Han signed an unequal treaty, Wang Ling'er let him go with a satisfied face. When she was over, she also said to Lei Han: "Brother Han, a manly man, you have to talk about it." I know you won't cheat on a little girl like me, oh ......"

The last word oh elongated, making goosebumps rise all over Lei Han's body.

Sure enough, a money fan like Wang Linger will become abnormal as soon as he encounters something related to making money.

Such an unreliable teammate is really a headache.

Wang Ling'er not only gave Lei Han a headache as her teammate, but also her enemy.

Without the disturbance of the grass spirit, Lei Han and the others returned to the efficiency of killing monsters on the first day. Perhaps excited about the success of opening up a financial route, Wang Ling'er became active about killing monsters, but whenever she encountered a demon soldier, she would take the lead in making a move, so that the other party could taste the taste of reducing defense, and even sometimes let Chongjin sneak attack.

With Wang Ling'er's play, the efficiency of killing monsters has naturally improved a lot. On this day, the number of demon soldiers hunted by Lei Han and them reached forty, and none of them could successfully escape. On this day, Lei Han and the others harvested a full forty Youkai Neidan.

Forty, that's an insane number.

The cultivators of the end of the Dharma era had an extremely hard time, and the aura of heaven and earth after the dissipation was so thin that they hated to use a share of aura for ten points. The thinness of the aura makes the improvement of cultivation both arduous and slow, and many people tend to practice all their lives and only linger in the early stage of body forging, which was almost unimaginable before Liu Bowen slain the dragon.

The consequence of the slow improvement of cultivation is that anything that can improve cultivation is priceless, and it will be speculated to sky-high prices, and even lead to a crisis of extinction.

Even if it is a great Taoist sect like Heavenly Master Dao, if the news that he has forty monster inner pills is leaked, it will also attract the covetousness of countless people. Not to mention that they now have far more than forty pieces, and with the income of the previous two days, the number of Nedan that everyone has obtained is close to a hundred.

Not to mention those disciples of the Heavenly Master Dao, even people like Zhang Shi and Zhang Zhang were worried in their hearts, and the feeling of carrying a heavy treasure was far from being as comfortable as outsiders thought.

If it weren't for the fact that the mandatory task of the Divine Movement had not been completed, if it weren't for the thought that there would be more if it continued, or if it weren't for the fact that he was unwilling to lose face in front of Wang Ling'er and Lei Han and other juniors, Zhang Zhang would have led the disciples of the sect to go back.

Supporting the bold to starve to death the faint-hearted is also applicable in the world of cultivators. Without enough guts, it is almost impossible to succeed.

The harvest is not small, but for some reason, Lei Han has some worries in his heart.

He couldn't tell where this worry came from and what the reason was, but he always felt that things couldn't go so smoothly all the time. The mandatory task of the Movement of the Gods is not tourism, and the monsters of the Azure Prairie are not fortune boys, so the task of clearing out monsters should not be so easy.

In a daze, Lei Han thought that he had missed something, and this omission was the reason for his uneasiness.

What was it that I had missed?

Lei Han didn't come up with an answer, but he soon didn't have to think about it anymore.

After the fourth day of fighting, the natural next thing was to camp. Lei Han doesn't have to worry about trivial matters such as setting up camps, those little Taoist priests of the Heavenly Master Dao will take over, and looking at their elated appearances, you can know that they are very happy to do these chores.

It's not that the little Taoists are diligent, but in the entire team, with their strength, they can only brush up on their sense of existence at this time. Usually kill monsters or something, they can neither play the role of deciding the surname, nor can they rush to kill like Lei Han, and entangle the monster to death, so naturally there is no sense of existence.

In a collective, except for a few exceptions, they all hope that they are not the ones who are ignored, and they all want to make themselves more existent. No one wants to be mentioned by others, and the other party seems to be very indifferent, as if there is not much of themselves, and there is no less of themselves. These little Daoists of the Heavenly Master Dao are not strong enough, and they have no chance to show when they are fighting, and if they want to prove that they are useful people, they have to work hard in other aspects.

The little Taoist priests were building a camp, Lei Han was holding the Ugin Trident and wanted to squint for a while, he always rushed to the forefront of the battle to consume more energy than anyone else. However, he wanted to rest, but some people did not let him go.

"Brother Han, are you tired? Do you want to drink saliva? I've got an apple here, you can eat one......"

Wang Ling'er came to Lei Han's side with a smile, and felt a headache when she saw her Lei Han.

Ever since she saw the best Bartlet, the money-obsessed chick regarded Lei Han as a moving mountain of gold, and came to him from time to time.

Well, it's actually nothing, there's a beautiful woman around you, and it's not eye-catching to look at.

The problem is that this beauty is not well-intentioned, and only cares about the little Jiujiu in her heart, and Lei Han has no way to be indifferent.

I said, I've already agreed to your request, what else do you want?

Lei Han is very helpless, the thickness of the cheek of the money fan chick makes him helpless, many times Lei Han deliberately has a cold face, ignoring her, Wang Linger just ignores it, even if he talks to himself, he can talk hard for a long time.

It has been said that a woman is a duck, and when she is noisy, you will feel the quacking in your ears. Lei Han wants to say, the person who said this is farting, what a duck, it is clearly a fly, buzzing until you have a nervous breakdown.

"Wang Ling'er, can you speak well?"

Lei Han gritted his teeth, every time Wang Ling'er called him Brother Han angrily, he felt uncomfortable.

I really can't wait for God to drop a thunderbolt now, either to split Wang Ling'er, or to kill me, and I can't go on like this.

Ignoring Lei Han's resentment, Wang Ling'er took his arm and shook it gently, making a coquettish appearance: "Brother Han......"

Lei Han was completely speechless.

Wang Ling'er, why did you give up treatment?

Zhang Qinghan couldn't help laughing when he saw it on the side, when you meet the eccentric Wang Ling'er, you can't be more serious, otherwise you will only be depressed.

There's a good saying – if you're serious, you'll lose.

Lei Han was so entangled that he didn't have a temper at all, but Wang Ling'er suddenly let go of him.

Did Wang Linger have had enough, or did she change her surname?

Neither, but the enemy is coming.

"Alert!"

"Watch out for monsters!"

The little Daoists of the Heavenly Master Dao who had set up the camp put down the work in their hands, took out the rune paper and wooden swords one by one, and retreated to the inner circle of the camp.

Through the light of the campfire in the center of the camp, you can see that dense figures appear around, and judging from the size, the owners of these figures are not human.

Lei Han has the ability to see at night, even if there is no light, he can see the surrounding things clearly, and he can clearly see an army of monsters composed of wolves, bears, snakes, rats and other monsters approaching the camp from all directions.

Besieged!

When did these monsters surround us?

Lei Han's heart tightened, the types of monsters they encountered before were very single, the demon soldiers of the wolf clan would only drive wild wolves, and the demon soldiers of the snake clan only had poisonous snakes under them, and they had never seen the demon soldiers of the two races mixed together.

What does it mean that something that didn't appear before is now there?

The monsters on the Azure Grassland have already begun to join forces to deal with the cultivators! (To be continued.) )