Chapter 116: The Son Belongs to Me

The Thirteen Emperors of Wu themselves were the people of the ancient Wu Dynasty.

The "ancient" in his mouth is mostly the most advanced eras of the dynastic period.

Legend has just been hidden, the magic is still prosperous, the world's strong people have the means to move mountains and reclaim the sea, Shouyuan is generally close to a thousand years, in the eyes of later generations, the ability has been close to the immortal god.

They were called monks, or immortal cultivators.

The white-clothed painter remembered the heroic posture of the sword cultivator just now, and the flying sword swept through the ruins, and he couldn't help but yearn for it.

I really want to sit down and talk to such a strong person.

Of course, this is not possible now.

That sword cultivator was quickly heading to the various time ruins to support the defenders who were fighting bloodily, and he was too busy to touch the ground, let alone sit and chat.

The white-clothed painter could only leave Shixu with regret and follow the other Wu Dynasty heroes.

The Soul Master Association has obviously prepared for the closure of the time market.

Not only did it reopen the passage of the ruins in a short period of time, but it also quickly dispatched a new group of defenders to replace all the exhausted defenders.

So that they can leave Shixu with peace of mind and return to the present world to recuperate.

Of course, the recuperation here mainly refers to those spirit masters.

They were basically squeezed dry, and one by one they looked weak, and hurriedly went back to fill the tonic to sleep and regain their energy.

It's the Heroic Spirits, though their power is also squandered.

However, he maintained a relatively good mental state.

They took the place of the Soul Master, went to the Spirit Master Association to register the battle situation, count the battle medals, and make a post-war summary-

The higher the risk, the higher the benefit.

The Townsholders are sealed in the ruins, defending themselves against the attacks of the Grey Enemy, taking great risks.

The Soul Master Association was not stingy, and directly increased the total merit value of this battle to ten times, and the specific who can get how much is uniformly distributed according to the wartime contribution.

"The battle situation of the C-0137 Shixu has been recorded, and the specific merit points will be distributed to your accounts after the statistics."

"Seven days at the latest, there will be a text message reminder, and during the waiting period, heroes please rest as much as possible."

The staff of the Soul Master Association spoke respectfully.

Before the white-clothed painter could respond, the Thirteenth Emperor Wu next to him pressed his shoulder and laughed, not caring about the place at all.

"Pingsheng, this time thanks to you and Brother Zhao."

"The enemy is menacing, if it weren't for Brother Zhao copying the back road, and you came out to calm the situation, there would inevitably be casualties."

"Combined, the two of you can definitely contribute more than 50 percent, and at least you can get 5,000 merits!"

"With these feats, not only do you not have to worry about growth resources, but you can also buy many additional treasures to improve your strength."

"Do you need a little advice from me?"

The white-clothed painter smiled and shook his head.

"No need, I've already made a decision, and when the merit arrives, I'll exchange it for a Wu Dynasty media ...... first."

At the beginning, according to the memory of his predecessor, Jiang He divided the medium into junior high and high school levels.

Now, after President Xu's earnest teachings, the division of media is more accurate.

Those middle and high-level spirit masters will analyze and evaluate the corresponding dynasty according to the energy contained in the medium, the relics of birth, the history of existence, and so on.

Of course, this is only relatively accurate.

It doesn't mean that if you get the Meng Dynasty medium, you will definitely be able to summon the Meng Dynasty Heroic Spirit.

If you are unlucky, or if you don't fit enough, you may also summon the Rong Dynasty or even the Jing Dynasty Heroic Spirit.

Only Jiang He, who directly prints cards, can be 100% summoned.

"Wu Dynasty media? Who does your Soul Master want to summon? ”

Emperor Wu was a little surprised.

The spirit master of the life contract is too greedy.

With the two best heroic spirits, the Divine Painter and the Demon Refiner, I am not satisfied.

Even before they were fully grown, they were already preparing to summon the next Heroic Spirit......

Can he take on so many contracts?

Emperor Wu Thirteen was a little puzzled.

Seeing that the white-clothed painter just smiled, he didn't continue to ask.

He bent over and grabbed the white-clothed artist's shoulders with a friendly smile.

"By the way, Pingsheng, after this battle, your town guard mission has been completed, what are you going to do next?"

"Deathmatch? Cleaning up the ruins? Hone your skills? Or enjoy life? ”

"Brother Wu has a suggestion?"

"Absolutely!"

Emperor Wu Thirteen smiled.

"Continue to accompany me to the time market!"

He said, his expression slightly serious.

"The enemy of the Shixu has become more and more restless recently, and in just thirty years, there have been two Shixu closure ......"

"Seeing that the trick of closing the ruins doesn't work, most of them will think of other moves."

"In the next period of time, the danger of the time ruins will be higher, and the feats of guarding and destroying the enemy will also be greatly increased."

"You have such strength, it's too condescending to go to a place like the ruins of a death match."

"It's better to accompany me to the town of Shixu!"

"The two of us brothers join forces, no matter how many enemies come, it will not be a problem!"

When the white-clothed painter heard the words of Emperor Wu Thirteen, his heart moved slightly.

He did have the idea of keeping the ruins in time.

But it is not limited to a certain time market, nor is it to become the guardian of a certain time market.

Instead, it is necessary to take turns everywhere, and it is best to apply for those more difficult time ruins, and fight side by side with the heroic spirits of those ancient dynasties.

By the way, py, exchange feelings.

You can give full play to the ability of a painter, make friends all over the world, and push back from the Imperial Spirit Era to the Taixuan Era, and every dynasty has acquaintances......

However, Emperor Wu was very eager, and his eyes were hot.

The white-clothed painter is not easy to refuse.

At this moment, another voice came from the Hall of Merit.

"Wu Thirteen, who did you learn your cheeky kung fu from?"

"Someone else only comes to take turns occasionally, but you want to kidnap him and let him accompany you to keep watch for a long time......

The white-clothed painter turned his head away.

I saw a sturdy man who was also close to three meters tall and like a little giant walking over, and his face was somewhat similar to that of Emperor Wu Thirteen.

It's just a weapon on the shoulder, which has changed from a giant axe to a giant halberd.

The stout man strode with a smile on his face.

"Even if you want to be punctual in your life, you should be with me! I am willing to give a part of the general's exploits to my life! ”

"Hey, Wu Twelve, it's obvious that I came first!"

"What is it called Wu Twelve, it's not big or small, it's called Dad!"

"Don't say it's a father, even a grandfather!"

"I think I heard you calling me?"

The new Twelve Emperors of Wu obviously learned about the ability and spirit of the white-clothed painter from the mouths of other Wu Dynasty heroes.

Not only can you support teammates in a large area, but you can also control three B-rank enemies with your hand.

This level of assistance is enough to raise the output of the main force by several notches.

As a martial dynasty mad war, he immediately couldn't bear the thoughts in his heart and ran to grab assistance from the Thirteen Emperors of Wu.

And that's just the beginning –

It's not just the white-clothed painters who have problems with the ruins they are in.

Almost all of the ruins have suffered the same situation.

Therefore, with the passage of time, those heroic spirits who returned from the ruins of time came to the Hall of Meritorious Service one by one to report and settle the wartime merits.

The white-clothed painters are in the Hall of Merit, which specializes in dealing with the tasks related to the C-level time market.

The Heroic Spirits who came here were either C-level strength rotation or B-level strength town guards.

When they were attracted to it, and after questioning, they learned about the achievements of the white-clothed painters.

One by one, they immediately joined in.

Although it's not familiar now......

But isn't it familiar with it after a chat?

The core of the auxiliary flowing water of the iron beaten.

This kind of superb assistance, at present, is only C-level strength, and it can already achieve such a degree, if the strength is improved a little, then it will be okay?

For a time, the Hall of Meritorious Service was as noisy as a vegetable market.

The quarrelling spirits were red-faced and eager to fight.

Especially the family of Emperor Wu Thirteen.

has rapidly developed to an offline appointment, ready to go to the Heroic Soul Deathmatch to open a chaotic war mode, and use the battle to solve family conflicts.

Auxiliary fathers are only worthy of the strong!

The white-clothed painter stood in the crowd and felt the hot and hot gaze.

Suddenly this scene felt a little familiar.

If memory serves......

In the past, when he walked the rivers and lakes with Xiangyu and painted all kinds of beings, he met some sons and brothers who were attracted by Xiangyu in the courtyard of a wealthy family.

When those sons and brothers are jealous, it seems to be the same atmosphere.

The white-clothed painter couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

"The beauty is actually me?"

……

Kyoto Shiba.

Another ruin was opened, and one by one the heroic spirits supported the spirit master and walked out of it.

Surprisingly, this time ruin, which was obviously the last batch to be opened, did not have any casualties.

Even the spirit masters, although their faces were still a little pale, were much better than those of other Shixu people.

After walking out of the ruins, these spirit masters thanked the two women one after another.

"Thank you, White Fox Fairy!"

"If it weren't for the White Fox Fairy, I probably wouldn't have been able to get out......"

"This is my duty as a guard, all the heroic spirits will report the battle situation with me, and the spirit masters should go back and rest as soon as possible."

I saw the woman with a cold temperament and a beautiful appearance.

One by one, the spirit masters couldn't help but be fascinated.

Although he is in the beginner pool of the Meng Dynasty, as an epic heroic spirit, his combat power is full.

Not only does it have B-level strength, but it is also the best in terms of skills and spiritual martial arts.

The most important thing is that she is not only a stunning beauty, but also a plus point like fox ears and fox tails, which is simply the dream spirit of countless spirit masters!

It's a pity that those who can contract with the White Fox Fairy are themselves extremely outstanding women.

There is no connection to a normal spirit master.

They could only leave with emotion and go home to rest.

The white fox fairy's gaze fell to her side.

"Xueyun, do you want to go back and rest?"

"I'm fine, I'll stay with you."

Knowing that Ruan Xueyun was not reluctant, the White Fox Fairy didn't say much.

With a group of heroic spirits, he walked in the direction of the Hall of Merit.

Before he could get close to the Hall of Merit, there was a noise in the distance, which made the White Fox Fairy frown slightly.

"It's noisy."

"It's a little noisy, what's going on?"

Ruan Xueyun also heard the commotion and turned her head to look at the white fox fairy.

I want to know the situation with the help of the powerful senses of the Heroic Spirit.

But she saw that the white fox fairy was frowning, but her expression suddenly stopped.

She stopped, as if listening to something, her brows slowly relaxed, her eyes seemed to light up a little, and she had always had a somewhat turbulent and cold temperament, as if thin ice met the sun and quickly melted.

Ruan Xueyun summoned the White Fox Fairy and helped her complete several awakenings, reaching her peak level today.

But she had never seen any of this brilliance in her eyes.

The hurricane blew, the decorations were blown away, and the white fox fairy disappeared in place, leaving only a remnant.

She actually burst out of extreme speed here!

In the Hall of Merit, there was a loud cheer.

"Childe is mine!"