When Ye Wentian woke up, he found himself lying in the ruins covered in blood, surrounded by people, and everyone was talking in strange whispers.

"Isn't this the boy who won the Alchemy Contest that day?Who did he offend and be beaten like this?"

"Yes, the coercion just now was so terrifying, I seemed to see a silver dragon covering the sky, and I don't know if it was dazzling. Someone said with palpitations.

"I also saw it, it seems to be Monica, the goddess of war of the silver dragon, she is notoriously short-tempered, and she didn't die if she offended her, this young man is really lucky!" someone sighed.

"You're talking about the princess of Silver Dragon City, the one who just came of age, and the one who has just taken human form?" someone exclaimed.

All kinds of discussions came, Ye Wentian moved, and bursts of severe pain pierced into his brain like an awl, and the bones on his body were broken in seventy-eight places, some of the ribs were even broken into one piece, and sharp bone spurs pierced into the lobes of the lungs.

Can the injury be more important? Ye Wentian smiled bitterly in his heart, and recited the three words Monica several times, firmly remembering it in his heart.

Reluctantly standing up, Ye Wentian completely ignored the eyes around him, and directly meditated and cultivated. It was completely passive just now, and the spiritual power was not consumed, and the golden spiritual power overflowed, condensed into a spiritual flame and rose twenty-two inches.

As soon as he meditated, Ye Wentian found that his spiritual power had broken through a full two levels, what was going on, could it be that even if he was beaten, he could also improve his cultivation? Is it so strange? After thinking about it again, it should have nothing to do with Monica, but the relationship between the floating clouds that held him up and integrated into his body.

"Feiyue, thank you!" A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Wentian's mouth, if it weren't for Feiyue's help, it would be a big question mark whether he would survive Monica's last kick, let alone how to fall safely from a height of 10,000 meters.

"I remember that this boy was still level 20 three days ago! How did he become level 22?

"Three days ago, it was definitely level 20, I must be sure and sure!"

"Oh my God, in just three days, I have improved by two levels! I can't say that I can improve my cultivation by being beaten by the Silver Dragon Princess, and the goddess is above, let her come and beat me to her heart's content!" someone shouted exaggeratedly.

"Well, I heard that the Silver Dragon Clan does have an exercise called 'Random Hammering and Forging Body', and in my opinion, this young man probably has a leg with Monica!"

"Flo thinks so too!"

In the crowd, a cold light of cruel jealousy flashed, Kevin stared at Ye Wentian with resentful eyes, his hand raised and lowered, as if he was trying to take advantage of the other party's weakness.

After hesitating again and again, Kevin finally took a hard breath, shook his hand and shot a dart, which was inserted into the ground in front of Ye Wentian, wearing a blank piece of paper on the dart, and the word "Wen" could be vaguely seen. With a vicious sneer, Kevin turned and disappeared into the crowd.

The cultivation lasted for three hours, and it was not until midnight that Ip Man woke up leisurely, and the nightlife in the seventh arrondissement had already begun, and the lights were shining brightly in the sky.

Through the eighth-level mental method, the internal injuries in the body have been controlled, and the broken bones have been completely reduced, and as for the recontinuation of broken bones, it is not a good thing in a day or two.

Dialed out the qiē about Monica in the memory bank, tasted it viciously, and Ye Wentian secretly said in his heart: Monica, sooner or later, one day of yours will belong to me!

"Hey, what is this?" Ye Wentian pulled out the dart in front of him, unfolded the letter, and read it, his face became more and more gloomy, and finally it was as cold as the ice of deep winter.

It was written on the letterhead: "Oh, Wendy baby is so cute, I'm already! I don't know if she can bear it when she's so petite?" hahaha...... Ip Mantian, if you save Wendy, you will come to the dark three forks, after zero o'clock, you will not wait!

"Kevin!!" Ye Wentian was like an angry lion, and smashed his fist on the ground, "I'm going to tear you apart alive!"

Ye Wentian crumpled the letter paper into pieces, took a deep breath and suddenly exclaimed: "It's not good, it's already zero! Wendy, don't let anything happen to you!"

He slammed up, forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, and ran in the direction of the dark three-way street.

The Dark Tripartite is located to the south of the Seventh Ward, which is actually an abandoned lifting platform, and there are a total of 300 lifting platforms in the entire Seventh District, and it doesn't matter if there is less of one, so no one has come to repair it.

Over time, this place has become a distribution center for black market trading in the seventh district, and some of the dirty work carried out on the top of the sun and moon code is carried out here, and the administrator will not come to this kind of place anyway.

Ye Wentian was so anxious that the eighth-level character trick was activated, and he ran towards the destination at the fastest speed.

No sooner had he left than a black mist suddenly rose from the ruins, and Kacha appeared out of thin air, still clutching the collar in his hand.

Blinking his eyes, Kacha suddenly covered his mouth and exclaimed: "What's the matter, what happened, I've only been away for half a day, how did I become like this! Oh my God, how can there be the smell of a silver dragon! Could it be that my future pet is dead?"

After sniffing carefully, Kacha breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the collar fiercely and squinted his eyes, and said, "Don't try to escape, I can smell you at the ends of the earth!" After speaking, the figure suddenly turned into black mist and exploded, dissipating into the air.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the night is desolate.

On the terrace of the dark fork, Kevin and Fried stood quietly, between the two, Wendy's small hands were tied by a belt, connected by guò chains, and the other end was grasped by Kevin.

"You two bad guys, let me go!" Wendy had obvious bruises on her face, her knees were broken, and her plaid dress was crumpled. She tugged at the chains vigorously, and her originally weak little face was full of stubbornness.

Kevin tugged the chain, and Wendy immediately lost her balance, and was dragged forward, falling face down to the ground.

"Little thing, be good to Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will really be unkind to you! Made, such a young child, Lao Tzu is really afraid that he will accidentally kill him." Kevin scolded and vented for a while, then turned his head and looked at Fried with some concern, "Brother Fried, it's past zero o'clock, this kid won't dare to come!"

"If he doesn't come, you can dispose of this little girl, her alchemy talent will threaten the status of our Hand of God, as for that kid, there will be means to kill him in the future!" Fried had a grim face, and his eyes actually glowed green, which looked particularly infiltrating at night.

"Big brother will definitely come to save Wendy, he will!" Wendy supported the ground with his elbow and gradually stood up, "Grandpa has told Wendy since he was a child, evil cannot defeat justice, and dark clouds can never cover the sun! As long as you have a burning heart, you will definitely be able to see hope! Big brother, come and save Wendy!" The last sentence was shouted almost with all his might.

The childish voice echoed in the darkness.

"Wendy!" came from the darkness in a familiar voice.

Wendy suddenly turned her head: "Big brother!" The long dark blue hair threw out a beautiful arc, and the crystal tears reflected the cold night.