164 long-term copies
"Boss, what rank are you in the arena?"
Xu Mo turned over the top thousands of ranks in the established level, but he didn't find Zhang He's name.
With the boss's ability, shouldn't this be?
At least make it to the top 1,000!
Xu Mo believes in the strength of the boss very much.
Even the old and strong can do it, and they must be outstanding among the strong people.
"I didn't go to play, I was busy challenging the dungeon. ”
Zhang He has little interest in the arena, except for the role there is one more display.
There are no other useful rewards, if you give skill points, Zhang He is willing to challenge.
Arena!
When I have time to play in the future, I still don't have time.
After his dungeon, he can challenge tomorrow.
Last time, Zhang He tasted the sweetness.
The embroidered spring knife in his hand is priceless.
"Ahh
Xu Mo remembered that he had just cleared the dungeon, why was the boss challenging the new dungeon again?
"Movie copy!"
Zhang He knew what he was surprised about, and almost no one tried the general film and television copy.
Because it's so time-consuming.
If there are too many people in the same dungeon, the system will give a confrontation mission.
In the end, only one person was rewarded.
"Movie copies!"
Xu Mo was a pity, if he didn't have this restriction, he could also follow the boss.
"Okay, I usually pay attention to Xiao Wu, during this time, I'm going to have a liver. ”
Zhang He also knew what Xu Mo was thinking, if he could, he would definitely take Xiao Wu in.
And you can also take them with you by the way.
After all, they are all their own people.
......
At three o'clock in the morning, after the copy was refreshed.
A new copy appeared in front of Zhang He.
Long-term dungeon: [Jinyi Wei World]
Zhang He looked at the newly appeared prefix, long-term copy?
This should be for him to stay in the liver for a long time!
Zhang He's eyes darkened, and he disappeared at the door of the dungeon.
Ming Empire.
In a dilapidated temple, a beggar with weak breathing lay down.
The young man, who was about to die, suddenly sat up in shock from his dying illness.
Zhang He had an extra memory in his mind.
His current identity is a brocade guard.
A small brocade guard with no name.
His boss is Ma Yan Xiaoqi.
His mission is to track down a ...... Flower thief.
It's a pity that the mission failed, and the ...... The flower thief found his traces, and the two fought, and Lu Fengyang was defeated and was seriously injured.
If Zhang He hadn't come in, Lu Fengyang would have died at this time.
Zhang He stood up tremblingly.
He felt that this body was weaker than ever.
Closing his eyes and feeling his physical fitness, Zhang He found that Lu Fengyang's strength was about the same as that of his previous eighth-level martial artist.
"It's a little weak!" Zhang He frowned.
In such a world full of masters, in the memory that Zhang He obtained, there are big guys like Yuhuatian, a factory worker in Xichang, in this world.
There are also grandmasters like Zhang Sanfeng.
In this world, the strength is divided into acquired, congenital, and grandmaster.
Each realm is divided into pre-middle, post-phase.
Zhang He didn't know what level his previous strength could reach in this world compared to his world.
Although Zhang He's current body is weak, his spiritual value is in the realm of determination.
The incantation was silently recited, and the wind resistance technique was activated, and the embroidered spring knife on the ground flew in Zhang He's hand.
Zhang He opened his perception to the maximum, and felt that a person was constantly jumping with a sack on his shoulder.
......
Zhang He followed all the way to a deserted courtyard.
Passing through the desolate forest path, I walked to the end, and saw an old courtyard, with a few bushes of bamboo trees hidden at the door, swaying in the wind.
Zhang He's speed is very fast, and the ...... The flower thief had just entered here with his front foot, and Zhang He had arrived with his back foot.
Stepping into the dilapidated courtyard, but seeing that the grass in the courtyard was barren and knee-long.
Dead leaves littered the ground, grass huts were dilapidated, and cobwebs hung from the eaves of the thatched huts.
The spider silk fluttered in the wind, the window lintels were covered with fine dust, the window paper was torn, and there was a rustling sound in the cold wind.
"Don't hide, I found you. ”
Zhang He had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his voice echoed in the courtyard.
on the second floor of the room.
Xia Scratch just threw the unconscious woman to the ground.
None of the clothes have been untied.
Then he heard the sound of the brocade guard who had just been killed by him in the courtyard.
He was short and stocky, with a fat face full of laugh lines, and his eyes blinking at great speed.
The little eyes were rolling around, revealing a treacherous color.
"How is this possible, is there a fraud?"
Speaking quickly, spitting everywhere, occasionally rolling his eyes, and his body was cowardly,
There was a look of doubt in his eyes.
Xia scratched through the window and saw the brocade guards downstairs in the courtyard, and the brocade guards kept looking upstairs.
He hurriedly stepped back.
How dare this man come?
Xia Scratch exerted light skills, lying upstairs and observing the surroundings.
He looked very closely.
But there weren't any other brocade guards around.
"Made, a false alarm. ”
He also thought that this kid was in the lead, and someone was in ambush behind him.
Unexpectedly, he was really a head iron, and a person dared to come to him.
Jin Yiwei's wanted warrant, he saw.
But Xia Scratch didn't care at all.
His information is fake, and he is only a mid-day martial artist on the wanted notice.
But he was already born.
No, these brocade guards who caught him are all small shrimps.
There is no threat to him at all.
After discovering that there was no one else, Xia Scratch was no longer hidden, and Dafang appeared on the roof.
"Hehe, your life is quite big, Lord Jinyiwei. ”
There was mockery in Natsu's tone.
It's really not that Huang He's heart is not dead, just such a small role, and I still want to arrest him.
"It's okay, just run, see if I can catch you, I'll put down my words today, if you can run out, I'll let you go." ”
Zhang He's tone was flat, even though Xia Scratch taunted him.
Zhang He was not angry.
After all, it is a man who is about to die.
Jinyi Wei arrests people, meets rebels, and kills them.
And Zhang He felt that it was a little too troublesome to bring a living person back.
It is not necessary that there will be any accidents along the way.
Rescued by someone or something.
It's better to take a head back.
It's quiet and hassle-free.
Why not?
"Hehe, is it up to you?"
"Phew!"
Xia Scratch spat out a mouthful of phlegm disdainfully after hearing this, a small Jinyi Wei is not even a small banner of Jinyi Wei.
Dare to speak so wildly.
If there is also a hundred-level brocade guard here, he will take his summer scratches seriously.
He wouldn't hesitate to turn around and run, as for the man in front of him!
He can hit ten.
"If you don't pee on yourself, what kind of green onion are you? and let me go, your grandfather and I will stand here, and I have the ability to catch me, if you catch me, I will kick your head as a ball." ”
Xia Scratch looked at the sick Jinyi Wei in the yard, and picked up a life in front of him and didn't know how to cherish it.
Dare to come to death again.
Really when he Xia Scratch is vegetarian.
After 30 years of wandering the rivers and lakes, he knows who can be messed with and who can't be messed with.
He was afraid of Jinyiwei.
It is those masters who are afraid of it, not the existence of this kind of subordinate in front of them.
After killing, it's a big deal to change your identity again, and then continue to be free.