Text Text_Chapter 1107 Fermentation and Pretending to Be Dead

The next day's weeping camp, the turmoil continued. Not only the students are talking, but the instructors are also talking. Looking at this posture, instead of diluting it, it has intensified, and there is a kind of intention to be very loud and expand outside the weeping blood camp, which is also staggering.

However, this is also normal.

After all, compared to Wang Chen's previous list of Martial Gods, this news is bigger and more amazing. There will be people talking, there will be people gossiping, it's purely normal.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with Wang Chen.

After a night of scenery last night, he was going to pretend to be asleep when he woke up today.

However, the news on the weeping blood order was not returned, and he even hid his private communication token, and at the same time closed the camp tent, closed the door to thank customers, and came out of sight and was not upset.

"Alas, it is a great sin to be as good as me. Sitting firmly in the tent, he looked at his own mirror, where he narcissistically said.

Huang Teng divided the huge battle points of 1.5 million to him, and he was not surprised.

Originally, it was distributed according to work, but it was better to say that Huang Teng would be surprised if he didn't divide the 1.5 million battle points to him.

After all, it was meant to be his.

In the previous battlefield, if he hadn't turned the tide and smashed the demon gate, the ghost knows what would have happened later.

Without his move, Huang Teng and the others would not be able to break the demon gate. And if you can't break the demon gate, there will be no demon cornerstone. Without the demon cornerstone, everything behind it will be said.

Maybe they can escape back and report the news to the top of the Weeping Blood Camp for a reward. But this reward, no matter how much or less, is definitely not as terrifying as the reward of directly breaking the demon gate.

Three million battle points, even Wang Chen was shocked at that time.

Huang Teng is right, the demon cornerstone is indeed the value of the special mother!

Only this wave, I don't have to worry about eating and drinking this month.

It is precisely because of this that at this moment he dared to close his door and greet guests, lying in his own tent and pretending to be dead. Otherwise, he would dare not participate in the daily tasks of the Weeping Blood Camp?

"Alas, if you are as good as me, how can you live in the future. In the mirror, he said again.

This time, it was really a big deal.

It is precisely because of this that he does not dare to go out now.

The first place on the Martial God list is not terrible, after all, it is only the first, and at that time

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Everyone also knew what was going on with him, and understood that he was only the first at the beginning of the month, and it was impossible for him to go on forever.

But this is a different story.

First of all, this is the first, and the Weeping Blood Camp is second only to the two perverts of Los Angeles East and Rayna.

Secondly, it is now the end of the month, and the ranking at this time is almost certainly the final ranking, and it is basically impossible to change anything.

A little ghost who has just entered the camp, in the first month after entering the Weeping Blood Camp, he beat all the newcomers and old people, and got the first place on the list, the nominal one, if this doesn't cause shock, Wang Chen himself doesn't believe it.

It's better to be low-key.

It's okay to pretend to be forced, but it's not good to be too high-profile.

Therefore, Wang Chen adheres to the principle of making a fortune in a muffled voice and pretending to be dead to overcome difficulties, at this time, he will not see anyone!

"Alas, it's a sin to be too good. He continued to narcissist.

I don't want to cultivate, and I don't have anything to do in the camp, so I can only go crazy in the mirror.

I just said that it hurts to be idle, and the formation has reacted.

After closing the door, the camp will naturally be opened. As soon as the large array is opened, the people who ask to see them outside will naturally understand what they mean and will not see the guests.

However, there is always that persistent person.

This big array has been ringing since last night. Kui Ghost Tiger, Bai Rufeng, Wu Qinghong, scholars, and the instructors who Tonggang Danfan knew were all knocking on their doors. There are also some unknown and strange instructors who are also knocking on their doors.

I don't know it, the instructor, the student, in short, Wang Chen has been annoyed all night, and he has long been used to it.

At this time, perceiving the reaction of the formation, instead of moving, he changed his position and lay down, facing the camera: "Alas, as good as me, it's really a sin."

Before the sigh was over, a voice came in: "Wang Chen, it's me, open the door, Senior Brother Luo wants to see you." ”

It was Huang Teng's voice.

Wang Chen immediately said "um": "Didn't you just have a party last night?

It's just that the others are gone, Huang Teng still wants to let him in.

After all, this is the captain, and he also mentioned Los Angeles East, so it is reasonable to not play dead with him.

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In front of the tent, a small crack opened. Huang Teng rolled his eyes, but he dodged and flashed directly into the tent.

"I said, Senior Brother Wang, what are you playing?"

Looking at Wang Chen lying in front of the mirror, Huang Teng was extremely speechless, "Closing the door in broad daylight, what are you doing with demons?"

"Isn't this hiding quietly, afraid that people will annoy me? Wang Chen smiled, "Brother Huang is here, why is it here?"

"What else can I do. Huang Teng shrugged, "Senior Brother Luo wants to see you?"

"See me?" Wang Chen was puzzled, "Haven't you seen it, why do you still see me?" and isn't the senior brother very busy, how can he have time to see me?"

"Little Martial God is at the top of the list, can you not see it?" Huang Teng smiled, "Let's go, don't hide quietly." When you get to Senior Brother, there is time for you to be quiet and quiet. ”

"Oh?"

I don't understand what he means, but what can he do if he goes? Moreover, the residence in the east of Los Angeles, those people outside should not have the courage to chase after him. It's really a way to hide from the quiet.

Wang Chen got up.

Withdraw the large array and open the camp gate, and the frenzied heat directly drowned him.

"Senior Brother Wang, you're finally out!"

"Wang Chen! Duel! Death Fight Martial Arts One-on-One, I just ask you if you dare!"

"If I want to bet with you, I'll bet on the 1.5 million combat exploits you got yesterday!

"Get out! I'll come first! I've been waiting all morning, why do you bastards pick my peaches!"

"Why should you get out! Lao Tzu came last night, come first and then come to understand it, you first give Lao Tzu to the back and line up!"

"I'm Nyima"

The scene was a mess.

Some came to make friends with Wang Chen, and some came to make a good relationship with Wang Chen, but more of them were still blushing at his 1.5 million battle exploits and battle points, and invited them to fight there, wanting Wang Chen to gamble with them in a death match.

For this kind of stupidity, Wang Chen naturally ignored it.

Not because I'm afraid, but because it's unnecessary.

Fuck you, you're brain-dead, and you want to take advantage of me?

Also bet on the fight, I bet on your uncle. Do you dare to shout there that I want to gamble with you if you have 1.5 million military exploits? Phew, stinky shameless thing!

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