The news of the return of the fall to the Novice Village spread in a very short period of time, and for a while, all the players in the Novice Village began to flock to the square where Shan Luo had landed, and everyone had a frenzy written on their faces.

The early morning breeze blew into the streets and alleys of the novice village, blowing the silver hair scattered in the air, he glanced at the more and more players around him with an indifferent face, and swept away without seeing the face that he had been thinking about, and for some reason his heart was faintly lost.

Then he shook his head slightly and walked in one direction according to his memory, seeing this, the players in front of him hurriedly got out of the way, they were all in awe of the depravity, after all, they had seen a lot of depraved and brutal pictures on TV.

As soon as he thought that he had seen the fall of the legendary king with his own eyes, the players around him were so excited that they almost screamed, and the discussion gathered together to form a noise.

Walking in the crowd, Shan Luo looked around as he walked, as if he was looking for something, in stark contrast to the excited players around him, out of place.

"You've saved Asia!"

"Can you sign it?"

"Welcome back, Fallen God!"

The players shouted excitedly, but none of them dared to rush up to stop Shan Luo, the bark of the human shadow tree, the fallen former title was not king, but blood demon.

The former Blood Demon was terrifying, he represented blood and killing, but gradually, as Shan Luo was able to control his bloodlust and killing intent, his title of Blood Demon was gradually forgotten.

Shan Luo doesn't want to be the devil that a thousand people refer to. He also wants to be a hero, but sometimes fate likes to play tricks on people, and many things are not up to him.

The otherwise wide streets are crowded by players. Because the prestige of the fall is too great, the players at the front of the queue are subconsciously squeezing back, and the players at the back of this guide are squeezed against the wall, and for a while all kinds of vulgar angry scolding sounded, and the culprit of this qiē Shan Luo continued to walk indifferently.

The bustling streets are different from the eerie horrors of the deadly journey, and it seems to be the Pure Land of the Age of Writing, although there are quarrels. But there was no killing.

"Let's make it!"

At that moment, a majestic shout came from the front, and then the crowd dispersed. A team of well-equipped players walked over with a burly man.

Looking at this burly man, Shan Luo felt a little familiar, this man was about twenty years old, and he was extremely domineering in steel armor. The facial features are also quite upright. The players behind him are all members of the Dragon Bang Guild, and each member of the Dragon Bang Guild has a fist-sized golden dragon totem on his chest, which is the official emblem of the Dragon Bang Guild!

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but the demeanor of the fallen god is even stronger!"

The burly man hugged his fist to Shan Luo and smiled, Now more and more players are starting to meet people because they have been with NPCs for too long.

Seeing this, Shan Luo nodded slightly, and he kept recalling in his mind where he had seen the man in front of him, and in the eyes of others. His attitude is very cold.

"The great god won't forget me, right? We've added friends.,My name is Qingming Shanghe Tu! ”

Seeing the single fall, the face was as usual. The young man smiled bitterly, as soon as he reminded him, Shan Luo immediately remembered, wasn't this the first few friends he had in the novice village, but the two didn't have much contact.

"Come to think of it, why didn't you go to Central City?"

Shan Luo asked casually, he didn't have a good impression of the people in the Longbang Guild, coupled with his cold personality, his tone gave people a sense of distance.

"I went, but I was transferred back by headquarters."

Qingming Shanghe Tu smiled bitterly, and the players around him were all talking, they were naturally very familiar with Qingming Shanghe Tu, he was the resident president of the Longbang Guild of the Novice Village, and he specialized in recruiting members in the Novice Village.

Every newbie is a potential stock, and they may become peak players in a few months, so all major guilds have sent members to guard the novice village.

"The era of writing is very large, it's not interesting to stick to the novice village, the dragon state doesn't reuse you so much, why do you want to stay?"

Shan Luo said as he passed by Qingming Shanghetu, and after saying that, he walked forward without looking back, and those members of the Longbang Guild hurriedly got out of the way when they saw this, for fear of angering him.

And Qingming Shanghe Tu lowered his head because of his words, and it could be seen from his clenched fists that he was struggling inside.

Shan Luo doesn't care what he decides, the two have neither friendship nor interests, and they will naturally be two parallel lines in the future and will not intersect again.

He then followed the path he remembered to the Word Chooser's hut, and along the way, more and more players followed him, excited to see the Fall, and they wanted to see where the Fall was going.

"Is this depravity, as handsome as the TV!"

"This temperament is really not comparable to us, just being so close to him makes me feel a terrifying sense of oppression."

"I can't believe that the depravity has appeared in front of me alive!"

The streets are filled with the excited voices of the players, if the previous single fall would definitely be proud and dark, but now he can ignore fame and fortune, he just wants to become stronger, strong enough to sweep the entire era of words!

Passing through the streets, a wooden house appeared in the eyes of a single fall, behind which was a hill overgrown with willow trees, and the branches of the willow trees covered the eaves of the wooden house, giving it a quaint feeling.

Shan Luo walked straight towards the wooden house, which made the crowd behind him explode, and they all knew who lived in the wooden house.

There are a total of ten word pickers in the novice village, and players enter the world for the first time from the house of these ten word pickers, and the first pain can be regarded as a warning to players, and the text era is not a place of leisure and entertainment.

Ignoring the exclamations of the players behind him, Shan Luo pushed away the wooden house and walked directly in, and with a clatter, he casually closed the door, and for a while the players began to speculate about why Fallen came to find the word picker.

"Wasn't Fallen still in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Soldiers Mountain yesterday, why did he return to the Novice Village today? It's a few days away from Central City. ”

"You stupid, depraved but a man with wings!"

"What is the purpose of the depraved word picker? I don't believe he's here to pick words to catch up. ”

The players looked at the closed doors of the wooden house and discussed, while the news of the Fallen Return to the Newbie Village reached the forums, and countless people speculated about why he had returned to the New Village.

At this time, after Shan Luo, who had just entered the house, adapted to the dim environment in the room, he saw the figure of the word selection envoy squatting on the floor, which was extremely strange.

After three months, he came back again, and seeing the word choice again made him feel a kind feeling in his heart for some reason.

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Asking for recommendation votes, there are still a few places left in the weekly recommendation list, and I begged for votes with tears. (To be continued......)