"Sleep."

Wu Chong said a word stiffly, and that extremely tired look made the doubts in Ling Zhujun's heart disappear.

I just thought that my husband had been on the road for a day and was tired.

'Even the sons of the world?' ’

Wu Chong's consciousness was distorted, he originally wanted Ling Zhujun to help, he didn't want to let Ling Zhujun sleep first. The most bizarre thing was that this sentence came out of 'him' mouth, which directly dispelled Ling Zhujun's worries.

is worthy of being the master of the world, after suffering a loss, he immediately made up for it the second time.

Wu Chong was lying on the bed, and his body began to melt again.

In the haze, he saw a distorted silhouette walk in through the door, the silhouette of a humanoid figure like a paper man, but there was nothing on it. There are no facial features and no clothes, and the whole thing is pitch black.

The silhouette walked in slowly, and did not stop until it reached the bed.

He slowly raised his hand, and the dark palm pressed towards Wu Chong's forehead.

On the pitch-black palm that was getting closer and closer, there was an extremely cold aura, and this cold was not temperature, but negative energy.

"Level up!"

Wu Chong, who was lying on the bed, said a word silently in his heart.

Airplanes!!

The experience points burned, and in an instant, a strange energy emerged from the center of his eyebrows. The negative effects that were originally hanging on the board were all cleared the moment the upgrade was completed. The melted body was restored in this instant.

Rumble!!

Wu Chong, who was lying on the bed, turned over in an instant, and the scorching flames burned all over his body, ignoring the hard blow. He flipped his right hand and formed a claw with five fingers. Dark blue flames bubbled from his fingers, and the furious energy formed a hawk's claw, mixed with the wind to grasp the hard face door.

This is the method that Wu Chong thought of on the road.

It is also the simplest and crude.

Some!

His level in this world is the third realm of calligraphy and painting, and the big level can't be upgraded, but the small level can be improved at will. This kind of small level improvement didn't help him much, and he didn't add points before, and now he stays here just to turn the tables.

Boom!

His palm was precisely on the top of the silhouette's head, and it felt like rubber, not at all like a living person.

The five fingers were retracted, and the powerful force pressed against the opponent's head, instantly pinching and deforming the black brainball.

"You can't escape."

The silhouette's distorted head stared directly at him, and although his face was pitch black, Wu Chong just felt his gaze. That kind of indifferent look that doesn't look like a human being, only this kind of creature can have.

"Run?"

Wu Chong sneered and pinched his five fingers.

With a bang, the black head exploded into powder, and the pitch-black fragments exploded. Even the eerie images that affected him were gone, and the darkness receded, and he opened his eyes again.

Wu Chong found that he was still in the room.

Ling Zhujun next to him was already asleep.

"It's the second time."

Wu Chong, who was not sleepy at all, simply got up and left the bedroom. Standing in the moonlight, he glanced at his palms.

The right hand that had pinched the silhouette's head before had all changed color at the moment, and a dark ink-like darkness swam under the skin.

Although the fight just now was short, the consumption was not low at all.

The moment he leveled up to get rid of his shackles, he consumed nearly half a million experience points. Such an exaggerated consumption, he had not encountered it for a long time. It can be seen that the previous situation is dangerous. It is estimated that a large part of these consumed experience points are used to get rid of negative states.

"The spread of delusion will be accelerated."

Wu Chong didn't like this kind of passive beating situation. This kind of hand-to-hand that can't even be found by the enemy is really embarrassing.

This also led him to a decision.

He must master his own innate nature, otherwise he will always be at a disadvantage in this encounter, and he will not even be able to find the shadow of the enemy.

However, this mastery does not necessarily have to rob the four innate families, if it is to rob him, he will already rob it. Wu Chong came to this world, and the main purpose was to accumulate the foundation of the Dao Daluo. The best way to accumulate is to create an 'innate' that belongs to the delusional path, and only in this way can his accumulation be completed.

Someone else's is someone else's after all.

Fortunately, this encounter was not without gain.

The silhouette probably didn't expect him to be able to fight back, so the last silhouette was definitely injured, and it was estimated that it was not light.

In a short period of time, he should not be attacked again.

That's the time he bought with his own means.

Leaving the bedroom, Wu Chong walked outside.

He had only taken a few steps when he saw the lights in the living room in front of him come on. The dim lights are so conspicuous in the dark night.

"Anyone?"

Wu Chong's eyes narrowed.

This place in Luming County has already been cleaned up by Ling Zhujun. Now the county government where they live can basically be regarded as private territory, and no one is allowed to enter without permission. Do you really think it's a royal society of a unified dynasty? Under the governance of the family, it is already considered to be a face-saving person to maintain the basic order.

At this time in the middle of the night, it's already the second half of the night.

At this point in time, there will be absolutely no one in the living room, and even if someone visits, they will be taken to the side room by the next person, and they will be greeted the next morning.

Wu Chong raised his steps and walked towards the living room.

He suspected that the shadow over there was most likely the silhouette that had sneaked up on him. If so, he said everything in this game to get it back.

As soon as he lifted his foot, he stopped.

I don't know when a person stood in the corridor next to him, a slave in a green coat and a small hat. The man stood behind a pillar like a dummy, carrying a strange kerosene lamp in his hand. An eerie smiling face was painted on the lampshade.

"Smiley?"

Wu Chong's memory flipped through and he thought of the people in the imperial court.

This is a down-and-out court that is oppressed by the four innate families and has an extremely aggrieved sense of existence.

How can a weak force obtain permission from many parties to become the co-ruler of the world? According to the records of the Ling family, when the world was first decided, the ancestors of the four innate families signed a contract and reached a consensus. Another point is the innate limitation. The ancestors who have mastered the power of innate power are like sitting on the ground, and they cannot leave the area where the 'innate' is located.

The four directions, southeast, northwest, and northwest, were set from the beginning.

But Wu Chong felt that this matter was definitely not so simple, if it was really this problem, wouldn't it be good if the four innate families pushed a puppet out? Now the actions of the imperial court do not look like puppets at all.

Wu Chong walked in front of the little guy and stopped.

Dummy!

The little man with the lantern was as he expected, and he was an inanimate form. If there is a life fluctuation, it will definitely not escape his perception.

Observing this little guy carefully, Wu Chong began to guess that the imperial court was the purpose of sending people to contact him.

"The person behind the court may be the silhouette! This thing is here to check my status."

(End of chapter)