Chapter 169 Return, Reality. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Quest World: Main God Space

World Class: S

Location: The Lord of the Rings world, the main god space

Mission Identity: Provided, Zheng Jing

Main Quest: Scout (Completed)

Character: Contractor 0623.

Mission Evaluation: A-, your performance in this mission is far from perfect, but follow my promise and give you an excellent evaluation, the lowest excellent is also excellent, isn't it?

Rewards: Scout quests give free healing, and other rewards are accounted for.

In the B-level side story recovery, reward the "Lord of the Rings" world Amen State Divine Tree Leaf X1

In the recovery of 5,000 reward points, 10,000 survival points will be awarded.

In the Abyss Flame Demon bloodline test, the bloodline purity is promoted.

Bonus Enhancement Points 12.

"Roar!" Zhang Yinyuan's whole body was forced back into his body by the flames that rose from Gomos's seizure, and under the extreme pain, Gomos's soul melted away, and the soul that kept changing like a large jelly kept vibrating, and waves of strong spiritual power splashed in all directions, and a body dressed in a rear admiral's army slowly condensed and appeared on the platform.

The huge spiritual power scattered around was fiercely compressed into a small ball that was almost substantial by the space, and was instilled into this body, Zhang Yinyuan's mouth opened widely, and he let out a painful howl, fell heavily to the ground, curled up into a ball, kept trembling, and rolled back and forth on the ground, his whole body emitted bursts of white smoke like an overloaded transformer, and his heavy wheezing echoed on the platform, and time passed slowly in the sharp pain that Zhang Yinyuan almost crushed his teeth.

"Roar! Ahhh Grass! Ahh ”

Under the extreme emotion, in the most intense pain, every second is as long as a century, Zhang Yinyuan feels that his pain is about to fly away, and his body is almost out of control, the soreness, itching, numbness, pain, and the hungry stomach pouch in the abdomen feedback almost convulsive hunger, every cell reflects the emptiness, he is like a mad dog, staring at the red eyes, waiting for the ordeal to pass, there is no room for cranky thoughts, There is no trace of spirit that can be freed from the pain of soul collision, even the rewards issued by the space, he is unconscious, with the loudest sound he can make, the hoarse scream, a large number of points of light fill his soul in the most brutal way, strengthening the bloodline he brought from the main god space, and mending everything that can be repaired.

"Ho ho... Hoh... Under the violent wheezing, Zhang Yinyuan's lungs contracted wildly, even if he was about to break away from the human race, his relatively fragile internal organs could hardly bear such a terrifying contraction and collision, that is, the treatment of space kept repairing his body, otherwise the injuries reflected by the soul to the body were enough to make any life disappear, like a shrimp thrown into boiling water, or a maggot eaten by ants, Zhang Yinyuan struggled desperately, in the severe pain of his body and soul, The familiar sense of control gradually awakened again with the mana flowing in the limbs, the ferocity in his eyes was almost crazy stimulated by the extreme pain, the savage ferocity in his heart was almost ignited by Ling Chi's torture, the temperature of the blue-white flames that pulsed from time to time on his body became higher and higher, and the bloodline from the Abyss Flame Demon became more and more purified.

In the pain, one reward after another was issued, and the handwriting on the retina that had not been seen for a long time and the familiar prompt sound in my mind were completely blocked.

In the pain, he was unaware, his tumbling body, his twitching limbs, the white foam and blood at the corners of his mouth, and the cracked corners of his eyes.

The pain was about to pass, and in the violent gasp, Zhang Yinyuan couldn't hold on any longer, and it was pitch black.

Time passed in Zhang Yinyuan's spasmodic writhing from time to time.

For a long time, Zhang Yinyuan opened his eyes again, it was already a private space, swinging his head, he really didn't have the energy to look at his reward, stumbled and stood up, the terrible pain everywhere in his body was like a dream, the familiar and powerful body replaced the weak female body in the Lord of the Rings, the tip of the tongue held the front teeth, the huge spiritual power traveled around the body, pinched the fist with clear bones, trembled slightly, and the bone joints of the whole body exploded like firecrackers on Chinese New Year's Eve.

(This familiar body.) ）

"Space, I'm going back to the real world, teleport."

The scorching summer has gradually receded, and the ensuing autumn mood is unconsciously shuttling through the streets and alleys, and the leaves of the trees greening on the street, Zhang Yinyuan is keenly aware of a few traces of withered yellow, blue-white boards are upside down, and the crossed arms are visible to the naked eye, but the muscles that are absolutely not abrupt set off the young man facing the fierce sun at noon gives people an absolute sense of refinement.

There is no longer the childishness that has just walked out of the school gate, the youth left by the comfortable and decadent life has faded, and has experienced the baptism of blood and fire, and the chin of the young man who is full of stiffness is slightly raised, looking at the prosperity ahead, and the cigarette in his mouth exudes curling smoke.

After playing with the bank card in his hand, he opened the door of the car he had just bought, and with a kick of the accelerator, the high-end engine made a low hum and drove towards the villa area in the suburbs.

"Well, that's it." Under the leadership of the house sales, Zhang Yinyuan casually looked at this luxuriously decorated big house, and nodded perfunctorily at the somewhat excited salesman, "By the way, can you get some furniture here?" How about you help me buy on my behalf? ”

"Uh-huh, okay! Mr. Huo, I can help you buy furniture, what style of furniture do you like? The young salesman was so excited that he was going to faint, the local tyrant didn't even ask the price, just looked at the house and decided to buy such a mansion with a price of up to 80 million, in this real estate bubble is getting bigger and bigger, all buyers are getting more and more calm now, people who buy such a mansion are very rare, and the results alone are enough for her to buy the house she fancied in the city center, fortunately, those shrewd colleagues were sent out today, and they must make this 'God' satisfied! She thought firmly in her heart.

"Whatever, you can do it, you can buy it back and ask someone to put it away, I still have something to do, can I do it before tonight?" Zhang Yinyuan looked at the flushed sales lady and threw the bank card to her.

"Yes! Mr. Fire! Nervously caught the bank card, squeezed it tightly in his hand, and hurriedly bowed in response.

"Okay, I'll go first, I'll come back in the evening, it's this key, right?" Raising the key on his fingertips, Zhang Yinyuan raised his eyebrows, looked around again, and left the villa under the other party's respectful voice.

"Oh yes! Tyrants! What a tyrant! I also met a local tyrant one day! To make this business, Boss Yan's commission will be certain, oh oh! Happily clenching her little fists, looking at the car that had gone away like a god, the sales lady stuck out her tongue, "That's right, I still have to buy furniture first, and the local tyrant must serve well, in case I can be friends!" Well! Come on! I hurriedly took out my mobile phone, found the furniture company that recorded it, and quickly pressed the dial.

"Let Haitian gather energy for me,"

"Go and break new ground for my ideals."

"The blue waves are high, and I see the blue sky is vast and mighty,"

"If you are a man, you should be self-reliant."

Listening to the Cantonese songs that were once popular all over the streets and alleys, Zhang Yinyuan looked at the space imprint in the palm of his hand that others couldn't see, and his expression was a little trance-like.

It seems to have returned to the time period when he was borrowed and reborn by the terrifying Fire Demon King not long ago, and after he returned to the real society, he clearly felt the changes in himself, the same hair as hellfire, the body temperature that would rise rapidly from time to time, the eyes that were shining with fire in the dark night, and even the once ordinary and ordinary faces had changed slightly, and there was more and more an indescribable feeling.

I couldn't help but show a wry smile, although I returned to the space, but under the long-distance rush from the tunnel to the snowy mountain, my soul has actually been eroded by the other party A small part of it, from time to time there will be strange but extremely familiar memories swirling in my mind, as if I had experienced these things in a dream, endless flames spread all over the earth, boundless armies marched and conquered, lawless atrocities wantonly destroyed, these memories appeared from time to time, but fortunately, the space was at a critical moment to extract Gemmoth's soul out of the body, Poured into the recondensed crystal again, and at the same time, at the risk of being taken away, Zhang Yinyuan's harvest this time was also expensive.

Not to mention the 12 attributes brought by the A-level evaluation after the end of the high-risk scout mission, not to mention the good thing that was rewarded to himself by taking back the B-level branch, the Amen Zhou Divine Tree Leaves, as for the promotion of his bloodline to the C-level pinnacle, the 10,000 survival points given are not much cared about, and now even if he does not wear equipment, Zhang Yinyuan's attributes also have a place in the C+ level.

But at the same time, this experience also gave Zhang Yinyuan a deep understanding of Rouge's "self is the foundation" argument, and at first the fiery pursuit of equipment began to become rational, and the importance of the "Burning Incense Jade Book", Devil Fruits, talents, and the blood of the Fire Demon began to rise sharply, and he also knew that he was able to come back alive this time It was really a blessing to get rid of the Devil Fruit, if it weren't for the 'Flame Devouring' skill, he would definitely not have been able to eat the Fire Demon Heart Core on the Saruman Staff, and if he didn't have it. False's talent, in Gemmoth's sacrifice, there is no way to carry it to the end and escape back to space.

Thinking about the change in his own strength, Zhang Yinyuan's pupils shrank suddenly, the tip of his tongue was stubbornly against his front teeth, the fishy sweetness permeated his mouth, his breathing suddenly closed, his whole body trembled, the memory of the Fire Demon King hit again, an indescribable manic feeling swept through his body, the fine fluff on his collar was scorched, curled and blackened, and the violent blood in his veins stimulated him couldn't wait to look up to the sky and roar, looking for someone to fight to vent.

"Dididi!" The irritable horn woke up Zhang Yinyuan, who gritted his teeth, and then remembered that he was still driving on the road waiting for a red light, listening to the horn behind him, he didn't raise his head, and hurriedly started the car, holding down the accelerator with one foot, and the car rushed forward.

When he came back to his senses, the green light had jumped into a yellow light, and after the car was started, the red light was just connected, the excellent engine of this supercar, so that it accelerated urgently and hit the front of a private car in just a few breaths, plus Zhang Yinyuan was still slightly in a trance, a long scratch almost cut through the hood of the sports car in the piercing friction sound, and the private car was nervously parked in the middle of the road, and the traffic suddenly fell into a blockage.

"Grass!" Zhang Yinyuan slapped the steering wheel fiercely, scolded loudly, and a fierce fire rose in his heart, and the blue and white board seemed to have a tendency to burn.

Slapped the steering wheel twice, Zhang Yinyuan angrily tried to reverse the car, and there was a long tooth-souring metal staggering sound, and he took two mouthfuls of cigarette butts in his mouth, seeing a middle-aged man with a somewhat gloomy face coming down from the private car, and a woman holding a child in the co-pilot opposite, Zhang Yinyuan frowned.

"Young man, how did you drive the car!" The middle-aged man glanced at Zhang Yinyuan's sports car, and his face became even more gloomy.

"I am at fault, my fault, I admit it, I am still waiting for the traffic police." Zhang Yinyuan's face was even darker, and the blue and white giant beast was about to erupt in his body.

"I'll take a look first." The middle-aged man went around to the back of the car and looked at himself as if he was fine, but the rear of the car was a little paintless and said, "My car is nothing serious, it's a little paintless." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the dazzling scratches on Zhang Yinyuan's bright engine, and frowned: "Forget it, it's not a big deal, I don't want your money, so be it, be careful when driving in the future, young people don't be so rough." ”

Zhang Yinyuan was stunned for a moment, looked at the middle-aged man with strange eyes, the flame in his heart suddenly disappeared for some reason, and the emotions that were almost about to explode calmed down, suddenly smiled, took out a stack of money from his wallet, and stuffed it into the hand of the middle-aged woman who got out of the car without saying anything.

"Hehe, okay."