As a thunderbolt streaked across the sky, the entire night was illuminated as if it were day, and even if the thunder was fleeting, there were still spots of blue light left in front of the scattered cultivators who were hurrying.

On the narrow path, a fourteen-year-old boy was clutching his abdomen tightly, his face painful.

Ten minutes ago, a rolling stone slipped down the mountain and almost hit a girl, and the boy, who was a level 2 casual cultivator, immediately pounced and pushed the other person away, but he was hit by the rolling stone.

The strength of the casual cultivator is very different from that of a cultivator, level 2 is also the level of a national-level athlete, and now the boulder has smashed into his abdomen, and he can't even move it away.

The other companions hurried back to the main path, wanting to seek help from the cultivators, but the boy didn't know if he would be able to make it to that point.

His eyes became more and more blurry, and he cried with the last of his strength.

"Ah——!h

A piercing pain came from his abdomen, and it was difficult for the boy to describe the situation, because he actually felt the pain.

Before the other party was in hemorrhagic shock, a teenager with three silver-gray marks engraved on the white identification plate on his chest hurriedly arrived, saw this and directly lifted the rolling stone, and then placed a jade pendant in the palm of his hand and pressed it on the boy's abdomen that had been smashed through his waist.

Normally, this extremely rough treatment can easily cause a larger area of trauma, but now the situation is urgent, and there is no time to go step by step.

And the boy is still quite confident in his healing ability, after all, his abdomen was stabbed by a long knife and dagger, isn't it alive now?

Three minutes later, a D-rank realm cultivator followed An Tong desperately, with a healing talisman between his fingers.

"Who's hurt, where?!"

The fourteen-year-old boy who had already been treated silently raised his hand and whispered, "It's my ......"

The cultivators of the D-class realm carefully examined the wounds and found that the boy's abdomen had scabbed, and it looked a little twisted and terrifying, but at least it was not life-threatening.

"What nonsense!" After understanding the cause and effect, the D-class realm cultivator couldn't help but scold, "The route has already been determined, what kind of cleverness do you have to be!" ”

There are 12 members of the whole team, except for this boy, who is all level 1 casual cultivators, and they are all relatively young, while the boy of level 2 casual cultivators plays the role of class leader.

Later, when the boy found a shortcut that was not marked in the booklet, he wanted to make his 'Level 2 Loose Cultivation' different, so he chose this path directly.

Even though the other peers had some objections, it stimulated the boy's rebellious mentality.

As a result, something really happened, and there was not even a cultivator who could respond, so the companion ran back to the main road to ask for help, and happened to meet a group of thirteen people in the 'For a Better World' club.

Yin Hang asked An Tong to call the official cultivator for help, but he didn't have time to wait for the two children to lead the way, ask for the location, bless the [Baichuan], and hurried to the destination to give the boy emergency treatment before he fell unconscious.

After clarifying these things, the other eleven members of the Better World Society, as well as the two children who led the way, arrived belatedly.

After the D-class realm cultivator finished the 'scolding' criticism and education for the boy, he turned around and walked over to Yin Hang.

"He said that it was your treatment, so could I ask about your treatment?"

"If there are sequelae, we have to carry out follow-up treatment, of course, you are not responsible for the sequelae at all, and we will reimburse the cost of your treatment."

Because of the issue of inheritance, Yin Hang took out the blue-green jade pendant that was placed in the palm of his hand just now.

At the beginning, he bought a bunch of knick-knacks at the auction house, and this jade pendant worth 600 mg of spirit stones was one of them, and its quaint color seemed to be dyed with pulp.

The auctioneer blew it out as miraculous, and its therapeutic effect was not an exaggeration to say that it was 'life and death and flesh and bones', but after a few days of trying, Yin Hang found that if this jade pendant wants to have a therapeutic effect, it first needs to be soaked in a large amount of spiritual power, and after it is completely filled, it can stop a small wound and stop the bleeding a little.

If it weren't for Yin Hang's retention and the role of covering up the inheritance, he would have to go to the auctioneer to talk about life.

The cultivators of the D-level realm did not doubt it, after all, there was nothing to deceive about this kind of thing, and because of the 'blocking' effect of the jade pendant, Yin Hang's [Green Capsule Book] treatment was not so shocking.

Rushed to the 12-9 realm, and then walked back, the sky was already dark.

It is said that the full migration will start in the morning, but the specific time is not announced.

Yin Hang stayed up all night and was a little sleepy, planning to find a quiet place to sleep for a while, but An Tong also quietly followed.

"What's wrong?" Yin Hang rubbed his eyes and yawned, feeling that his sleepiness was about to overflow.

And An Tong gradually let go of Yin Hang, and said with a smile: "Hard work, husband." ”

"Hmm......" Yin Hang really didn't have the strength, and he was just about to lie down, when he found An Tong sitting next to him, and gently swiped her thighs with his fingertips.

An Tong's cheeks were slightly red, but he didn't say anything, just looked at Yin Hang quietly.

Yin Hang was stunned for a moment, and instantly fell asleep.

"Could it be that this is the legendary knee pillow?"

"Ha, you perverted husband, you really know how to do it!" An Tong's face turned even redder, she had just heard of this kind of thing, but she didn't expect her husband to really understand!

However, her husband has been working hard these days, and she is Yin Hang's wife...... Why do you have to reward it a little?

Yin Hang held his breath and slowly lay on An Tong's lap with a pilgrimage mentality, and An Tong's originally soft thighs suddenly stiffened a little for a while because of her husband's touch.

"Don't breathe so fast, it's so itchy." An Tongtong blushed and became a little disgusted, but his little hand gently stroked Yin Hang's hair, and his heartbeat was slightly accelerating.

……

In a tent, seven B realm cultivators sat around a rough bamboo table.

But the main seat of the bamboo table is now empty.

Outside the tent, a young uncle wearing an anime vest and big pants and flip-flops is looking into the distance with his hands behind his back.

"Please, you copied my manual, but you want royalties."

Next to the young uncle, there was a young man, and his expression was obviously a little dissatisfied, because the young man really didn't expect that this dead house, which usually hanged Langdang, was still the official of the camp, and reported all his affairs.

No wonder no matter what you do, the official can always follow closely, and it turns out that you have long been targeted.

But the matter of copyright fees, it's just a joke, Uncle Dead House has helped him a lot, very out of tune but very reliable, and he also needs this level of official relationship, to be honest, he is very curious now, when Uncle Dead House was in the 12-9 realm, what did he mean by the middle of the Yellow Rank Realm.

"Don't worry, little rabbit cub, the benefits are indispensable to you," Uncle Dead House smiled as he carried his pocket, "Do you think those iron tools you gave away privately will be fine in the back?" ”

"Isn't it the ass I wiped for you?"

"Just you?" The young man looked disdainful, "Those casual cultivators who received iron tools were all strictly screened by me, do you think I haven't considered these issues?" ”

Uncle Dead House waved his hand, deliberately avoiding this question, "Okay, I'm very busy now, I don't have time to talk about this with you." ”

"My question is just one, why do you want the zoning rights of the 12-9 realm?"

"If I help you apply for this thing, it's going to be very difficult."

"You just fool yourself around, what do you have to do with an official certificate?"

The boy suddenly sighed, "You can go back to the original question, such as my copyright-rights-fees-!" ”

"Moreover, now the URL above has spread, but I haven't designed the main body of this website yet, guess what I'll write in it then?"

"You want to threaten the camp?" Uncle Dead House raised his eyebrows, "First of all, if you can really threaten the camp, then it's hard to say whether your website can exist, even if you build your website outside the country, and with the help of foreign forces, we can't cover your mouth, but we can cover your ears in the territory." ”

"But if you really want the official to make a big move to this point, your own situation will be very dangerous, what do you want for a management right?"

"So I'm curious, what I know, as for making you so serious?" The young man glanced at his system, his demeanor was calm, and at this time, he also had a basic value judgment about some of the things he mastered.

"What I can tell you is that some of the things you know through me are very dangerous, and it's best not to spread them," Uncle Dead House shook his head, "After all, I'm in a high position, and I know too many things that you kid shouldn't know." ”

"Really?" The boy hugged his arms and began to talk to himself, "Kiss my sister for 1/2 seasons, out of the bag of the king girl 3DLIVE, do you want to have some rabbits today......"

"Wait——!" Uncle Dead House suddenly panicked, and said in horror like a great enemy: "What are you talking about!" ”

The atmosphere of the chat just now is still relatively serious, but in fact, the daily conversation between the two is not like this, it is very jumpy and casual, like a year-old friend.

However, the teenager understands very well that a young staff member who has just joined the camp official will also be very nervous when facing some trivial things.

But using the name of 'government' to suppress uninformed ordinary people, teenagers who have been surfing the Internet for many years are really too familiar, and the classic starting style is 'this matter is very serious, I definitely can't say it explicitly, you can only understand it yourself, if you really can't understand it, then I can't say it' this kind of retarded words.

As for the basis of the boy's judgment, the topics that sounded very serious just now, Uncle Dead House did not provide him with any 'negative emotional value', indicating that they were all inconsequential things, and when he was saying those digressions just now, the prompts of the system [+999] were all swiped.

After all, extreme [+999] negative emotional values will produce fatigue, for example, hating a person for too long will be slowly diluted, and when I mentioned those dramas just now, every sentence is a [+999], which can be described as the depth of hatred and anger.

"Oh, those are some of the browsing records I saw on my phone, and suddenly there are more, it's inexplicable." The boy explained with a smile.

"You ——!" Uncle Dead House suddenly had the heart to die, "That's my personal privacy, and I use it without a trace!" ”

"I'm sorry, you know, it's 'my' phone."

"You did it on purpose!"

"How is that possible?" The young man looked very innocent, "Anyway, browsing this kind of thing is not violated, why are you so excited?" ”

"Is it because you are afraid that you will be used by someone with a heart to take it as a piece of official news and upload it to a cultivator's website, attracting a group of fans to cheer you on?"

"Don't say it, it seems to be very good to use this kind of thing as a means of drainage to the website in the early stage."

The green tendons on the forehead of the dead house uncle burst out, no wonder the other party had no fear, because he didn't think about threatening any official at all, and the only one who wanted to threaten was himself.

This little bunny is quite good at playing.

The young man will not be polite to him, he sells all his information to the official, then he has to earn back the principal and interest.

"I think about ...... I'll help you report it," Uncle Deadhouse's face turned unusually black, "but I'm not sure if I can agree, so I'll leave it to my fate." ”

"Okay, resign yourself to fate!" The boy gave a thumbs up, he didn't worry about whether his management rights could be passed at all, the first weapon gift was for this step, plus there was also a nomination from the official, so he had no reason not to get it.

And his goal was to build his own cultivator force!

After the boy left, the face of the dead house uncle was still twitching, and he sighed again and again and walked into the tent and sat down in the main seat.

The seven B-level realm cultivators were all waiting for him, and he was the only A-level realm powerhouse sent into the secret realm at great cost by the Terry Academy.

"The current situation is a bit complicated, the chess master seems to know that he is bound to lose, and the chess has been completely messed up," at the beginning of the meeting, a short-haired man who looked to be in his early twenties said with a slight frown: "And coincidentally, the chess master's fall and the position we have obtained the formation eye coincide highly, if this continues, our formation will start to be insufficient." ”

"But haven't we gained enough eyes?" Qu Jingwen on the right side of the bamboo table was stunned, "Why did you ......?"

"That's right," the short-haired man frowned, "but we are black, and if the master falls like this again, we may be stuck in the last move." ”

"As a result, there is no formation eye for us to fall on."

(End of chapter)