It stands to reason that a master of the custom industry like his friend.

Either you're tasting local specialties or you're on your way to tasting them.

Even if you hang up the war-free card today, it is just to recharge your energy and prepare for a grander battlefield, not for other reasons.

But compared to his fellow travelers, the troubadour had a much greater ideal—he had told Ning Lai himself that he was not the same as the guests who had set foot in the customs, who were just trying to release the desires in their hearts, and the trembling after pleasure.

But in his long wandering and tasting, he saw the inner part of these poor girls/*** people, because of all kinds of force majeure had to fall into the quagmire, every day Israel served people...

To entertain guests of all kinds and all kinds of fetishes.

In this frequent exchange, both the body and the mind are deeply questioned.

To save these poor people who are mired in the quagmire.

The troubadour aspired to create a paradise for these poor people, so that they would no longer be subjected to the harsh judgments of life, and that they could follow their hearts and live as they imagined......

Anyway, the story is very touching, but the touching is just the story.

As a close friend, Ning Lai knows that troubadours are not the kind of self-moved licking dogs, and a pure love brain can't become a well-known tasting master in the Void Network.

If you tear off this seemingly sweet coat, the inner core is full of the inferior roots of male life.

The so-called ambition of the troubadour can be summed up in one sentence: Laliang's family goes into the water, and persuades - to be good.

Although the bus is used for private purposes, this behavior is very unethical.

But Ning Lai is not a defender with a spiritual cleanliness habit.

Therefore, in the face of the troubadour's invitation, he did not hesitate too much and quickly agreed to the other party's proposal.

That is, Ning Lai provided 700,000 points, and the troubadour provided 1 million points, and the two sides bought the succubus castle that had been hanging high for many years in the exchange shop after making up the basics. Of course, as a joint venture purchase, the two have corresponding ownership of the castle according to their share of investment.

However, after thinking for a long time, Ning Lai finally chose to refuse the troubadour's proposal to share.

Although there are no relevant precepts for his practice, as a player, as long as he is diligent in the next dungeon, he does not need to practice diligently every day.

But there's no need to keep poking at your own soft underbelly.

Ning Lai just wanted the demon to help him practice, not to become the food for the demon to cultivate.

"Once a year, no, once a month, my heart ...... the truth."

Just as Ning Lai opened his mouth to mutter, on the city wall, the bell representing the early morning suddenly rang, and before the new round of garrison tasks was settled, Ning Lai and his troubadour friend opened the exchange shop with a clear heart.

In the next moment, a terrible roar sounded from the city walls: "Castle, Castle!"

One day, he was one day away from getting his favorite goods, but while he was on a mission, someone stole his home!!

This damn thief!

In this wave of big bets, he lost a lot, not only lost the castle that was almost in his pocket, but also the decline in the prestige of Kyushu... It hurts, it hurts!

The troubadour beside Ning Lai was not much better, his pale face was full of confusion, and the supplies in his hands to maintain the barrier stopped at some point.

At the same time, with the settlement of the task and the issuance of a new round of tasks, excited shouts sounded everywhere on the city wall, and in the next moment, the whole person fell directly to the cold ground.

There are not a few individuals who die suddenly like this, and there are at least hundreds of individuals on the four walls of the entire city.

Same time, different postures.

There was still an excited look on his face, but his breathing and heartbeat quietly stopped.

Seeing this, the surrounding coalition soldiers showed a sad look on their faces, and a high elf who was a coalition general even said with tears in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I retract my previous bad comments about outsiders

Valence, apologies for the superficial definition of the past.

They are all a group of kind-hearted, heroic warriors... You will receive the highest friendship of the elves, and after the war is over, the elves will welcome all strangers to the forest, and we will offer the highest courtesy and hospitality......

After a simple prayer, the elf waved her hand and motioned to the surrounding coalition soldiers to move these strangers who had died suddenly down and bury them properly, and although she felt strange to the strangers who were smiling around her, she did not make such an arbitrary judgment as before.

Perhaps, this is a way for outsiders to express their sadness?

"May the Mother Tree bless you!"

As one of the senior generals of the coalition forces here, she had a lot to do, and after arranging the aftermath of these soldiers, she had to meet with the other generals.

Holding on to the magical barrier above the city is certainly one way to go, although the allied spellcasters are limited in the amount of mana they can store.

However, there are "fixed spawn points" for outlanders in the city, and the barrier can be maintained by relying on a steady stream of outlanders, and even as long as you are willing to increase the rewards of the mission, there will be more outlanders popping up from those buildings.

The barrier will hold for a longer period of time, and unless the outer gods themselves come down, the city will be like a nail, nailed here forever, stopping the intruders.

And the civilians in the city can also be spared the pain of war and keep their lives.

However, the lives of civilians and coalition forces are fate, and the lives of outsiders are not fate?

Let a group of unrelated "mercenaries" sacrifice their lives for the survival of the coalition forces... Forgive her for not being able to do it!

As he thought about it, the elf's waist gradually straightened, and the expression on his face became unshakable.

And after she walked away, the players who had been holding back their laughter all morning on the city wall, although they didn't laugh out loud because they were worried about the sad coalition soldiers around them, the corners of their mouths almost reached the back of their ears.

As players, their vision is not as limited as the previous elf.

The players, who seemed dead to her, were now showing off their gains in the Void Network.

Under the reward of this kind of mission, which can be called a loser, even if you stand on the city wall to keep the barrier stable, you can earn the war points of the past year in a day, and you can only look at the goods you covet now, but now you only need to stay up for a few more days and come a few more times.

As for the true spirits that have been resurrected many times, they can be restored as long as they cultivate for a period of time afterwards. It's a pity not to seize such a great opportunity!

Although the wealth is attractive, the players still retain the basic literacy.

After death, no matter whether you get a satisfactory harvest or not, you will not be resurrected to the same battlefield.

Therefore, the truth of the arrival of the player's true spirit has not been completely debunked, and some unplanned gains can still be obtained in some battlefields.

However, after a few days of performances, the carnival is gradually coming to an end.

Not to mention the starry sky, the gods of the magic world are retreating one after another, and the kingdom of gods that was once all over the starry sky is now only one-third of the original, and the so-called alliance of all realms has come and gone, but it has not driven out these invading outer gods.

On the contrary, the coalition forces, like the native gods, were beaten and scurried.

Of course, there is a reason why the coalition forces did not go out of the nest, but gambling on their own net worth to help strangers turn over, but anyone with a normal mind would not be able to do such a stupid act.

Moreover, these external gods are also quite unexpected.

Even because of the abundant war points, a large number of players were attracted to participate in the gold panning, and for some unknown reasons, those so-called heavenly soldiers and generals did not show up to fight directly with the coalition forces, but used lightning to kill living creatures.

The intersection of the two made the battle on the earth quite anxious, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

However, the one-sided battle in the starry sky basically determined the outcome of the magical world.

All new players take advantage of the fact that the tide has not receded and make another sum of money in this world.

Therefore, because of the one-sided battle in the magic world, Kyushu and Heavenly Court have become hot search words in the Void Network recently.

Novel roads, abundant resources, and extremely high upper and lower limits......

Some open Kyushu affiliated worlds have become the new favorites of players!

The joys and sorrows of people are not the same.

Looking at the noisy Void Network, some Kyushu players only think they are noisy.

It should be said that he is really worthy of being a player, his brain and courage are not ordinary, and he can even say that the goddess is on maternity leave... I only hope that when the time comes, the progress of the copy will be stuck, and the child will not die of self-isolation!

After all, even in a world of the same level, the difficulty of the Kyushu system and other civilization systems is very different.

Even if you are a native of Kyushu, it is sometimes difficult to tell whether the beggar on the side of the road is a certain immortal god master who has descended to cross the red dust, or a hidden demon and monster...... Or, a real beggar.

「......」

When the Void and the Great World of Magic are in chaos.

Zhang Ke pushed open the door in front of him.

After a brief period of drowsiness, as the senses gradually recovered, several familiar hints appeared on Zhang Ke's retina:

[Teleporting... The teleportation is successful, and you have entered the Ancient Trial. 】

[The current physical state of the player has been recorded.] 】

[Please note that this copy is the arrival of the body, and you have five healing opportunities in its ***, resurrection chance (resurrection healing sharing times), this copy has no time limit, and the number of recoveries is exhausted, which is considered the end of the copy.] 】

Zhang Ke: ???

Is this last sentence really necessary? Shouldn't the trial of literature be learning, why do you still bring healing to resurrection, can't you also have a life danger here?

With doubts, Zhang Ke looked around.

At this time, he was in a vast plain.

But compared to the last time, the scene when I met Chiyou on the bank of the Yellow River.

The scene in front of me was a little weird.

The ground around them was a mess, the woods and the earth were in a dilapidated state, and dried blood and severed arms could be seen everywhere on the ground in the distance.

Occasionally, you can see burning flames and sparkling puddles in some places.

"Battlefield?"

Zhang Ke frowned and looked around, this is not a good sign!

You must know that this copy of the trial fabricated by the game is almost completely reproduced one-to-one according to the scene that impressed the two teachers the most.

Aside from the lack of a living filling, there are no other flaws.

Even the solidity of the copy is completely based on the situation in ancient times, otherwise even Zhang Ke would not have lost all his deaths last time, but only the surface of the Yellow River has received some impact.

But Chiyou, who is known as the master of the army, only simulates the scene on the banks of the Yellow River and a city.

This teacher, who has never met yet, is looking forward to a battlefield with countless casualties in his heart, ah......

Just as Zhang Ke scanned the surroundings, looking for a possible place to teach.

In the next moment, as if sensing something, he suddenly looked up into the distance, and at the end of his sight, there was a magnificent peak.

The peaks he saw in front of him surpassed all the peaks that Zhang Ke had ever seen, even the Huashan Mountain in the Huashan Divine Realm that connected the Netherworld and the human world, there was an irreparable gap compared to the one in front of him.

Its mountain is steep and steep, and the overall shape presents an almost straight shape, rather than the usual narrow top and wide bottom.

And in the upper part of the mountain, near the clouds, there is a clear fracture.

The mountain peaks that were supposed to run through the heavens and the earth were broken at the waist.

Upper half

Nowhere to be found.

However, the remaining half was enough to make Zhang Ke's heart beat rapidly.

Strange shape, broken waist...

In the ancient history that Zhang Ke can understand, there is only one place that can correspond to this situation and this scene - Buzhou Mountain!

It was the same as Chi You's battle against the Yellow Emperor, another magnificent history, but compared to Chi You's slightly sloppy defeat, this scene is undoubtedly grander.

"Huainanzi Tianwen Xun": "The former worked together and fought for the emperor, and they were angry and couldn't touch the mountain. The pillars of heaven are broken, and the earth is overwhelmed. The sky is tilted to the northwest, so the sun, moon and stars are shifting, and the earth is not yet southeast, so the water and dust return."

Although, after this, a group of great gods jumped out to mend the heavens and control the water, but the damage caused was permanent.

The ancient world was replaced by heaven and earth, and it is also inseparable from this matter......

In particular, when his eyes swept over the broken mark on the top of the mountain, Zhang Ke saw a vague figure somewhere, but before he could open his eyes and take a closer look, the next moment, the sky in the distance suddenly tore open, and endless streams of water poured down from the torn sky.

In the blink of an eye, it converged into an ocean on the ground.

As for Zhang Ke, who faced the flood peak, he also tried some methods, including but not limited to seizing control of the flood and raising the land...... But when his water god authority came into contact with this ocean, it was like flesh and blood touching a metal scale, and he was directly pushed back by force.

The raised earth was also washed away by the flood, and then a wave dragged Zhang Ke, who was about to take off.

"Gollum ......"