Chapter Twenty-Four: What He Longed For

Joining the Killing Capital and becoming a regular employee of the Killing Capital didn't have much impact on Fang Yuan's life.

The employees of the Killing Capital didn't have much work pressure, and Fang Yuan was too young and weak, so it was not his turn to do those difficult tasks.

Therefore, Fang Yuan's life has not changed.

It's just that his residence has been officially relocated from the broken hole in the outer city to the inner city.

Well, it's right next to the Hell Killing Field, so it's convenient for Fang Yuan to enter and exit the Hell Field.

Becoming a member of the law enforcement officer, Fang Yuan would not have to worry about being attacked by a sneak attack, although there was a precedent for the law enforcement officer being killed by a degenerate here, but that was a minority after all.

Without the risk of safety, Fang Yuan naturally would not continue to embarrass himself.

If you have a good life to enjoy, why should you shrink into that hole in the ground?

Life goes on.

Study your combat skills and hone your skills.

From time to time, he runs to the killing field, takes the writing wheel and copies it, and increases his attack methods.

When you want to test your strength, go to a killing field.

The little life can be described as a happy one.

It is worth mentioning that Fang Yuan's level was constantly cultivating, and he had reached the level of twentieth early.

But because there were no soul beasts in the Killing Capital, he had never been able to obtain the soul ring, and he could only stay stuck at level 20 and couldn't go any further.

However, although the level was restricted, Fang Yuan's strength was still steadily improving.

And the soul power he cultivated was basically stored in his body, waiting for him to obtain the soul ring and release it together!

"Hey, 7052, there's a new mission!"

The Hell Messenger looked at Fang Yuan, who was meditating cross-legged, and handed over the task order in his hand.

"There are a lot of newcomers in Huangsha Town, you go and bring them."

Fang Yuan slowly opened his eyes, retreated from his cultivation state, and glanced at the task order: "Isn't this kind of mission usually for you, why did you let me come today?" ”

"That's what the king willed."

The killing envoy snorted lightly: "Besides, you, the law enforcement officer, are too leisurely, except for eating and sleeping all day long, you should go to the killing field to watch the show when you have nothing to do, and you should also move!" ”

“……”

The corners of Fang Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, this is to see that he is too idle, find something to do for himself!

"I don't bother to do my own tasks. Besides, I'm going to the Hell's Killing Fields later. ”

"Hell Killing Fields?"

The Killing Envoy frowned slightly, and his voice raised slightly: "Didn't you participate yesterday, and you still want to participate today?!" ”

"Aang."

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly: "Yes, and didn't you also say it, I am too leisurely every day except for eating and sleeping, so I just thought about seizing the Hell Killing Ground to play, anyway, I am idle!" ”

So you'd rather risk your life to go to the hellish killing fields than go on a mission for your mother, right?!

The killing envoy snorted coldly, looked at Fang Yuan, who had closed his eyes again, and felt angry in his heart, holding his magnificent waves with both hands, and left Fang Yuan's residence in a huff.

Looking at the departing figure of the Killing Emissary, Fang Yuan snorted lightly and continued to meditate cross-legged.

Instead, the Killing Envoy who had left Fang Yuan's residence did not go to the so-called Yellow Sand Town to carry out his mission, but instead came to a dark and spacious room in the depths of the Killing Capital.

It was an extraordinarily large chair inlaid with blue and purple crystals. These crystals are outlined in the shape of a drum tower.

And except for this chair, everything here is dark red, which looks extremely oppressive.

"King, 7052 has decided to continue participating in the Hell's Killing Fields."

The Killbringer half-knelt on the ground and reported softly, "Moreover, his whole state is extremely soothing, as if he has not been affected by the murderous aura at all. ”

"He's played more than 60 games."

A tall figure sat on the giant chair.

Because of the darkness around him, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, and he could only vaguely see that this person was slender and had a terrifying breath.

"It's sixty-eight, it's okay some time ago, in the past six months, 7052 has been going to the killing field almost every week, and at this frequency, he seems to have not been eroded by murderous aura at all."

"Didn't he drink the yellow spring dew?" The tall man sitting in a chair asked.

Huangquan dew?

The killing envoy was slightly stunned, and the picture of Fang Yuan taking Huangquan Dew every day and eating the jasper snake and the burst orangutan under his command suddenly appeared in his mind, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

If the other degenerates knew that the Huangquan Dew that they regarded as a treasure and exchanged their lives for their lives was just rations for their pets here in Fang Yuan, they were afraid that they would faint on the spot!

"From what I've observed, he hardly drinks Huangquan Dew, even if it's a premium Huangquan Dew."

The killing envoy paused and said, "Wang, I suspect that the reason why 7052 was able to suppress the murderous aura was probably related to his martial soul, or that there was a high-level soul bone in his body, and it was very likely to be a head soul bone!" ”

The head soul bone of the spirit class can indeed suppress the erosion of the murderous aura on one's own will.

Fang Yuan is not very old, and his soul power strength is not high, even if his martial soul really has a certain restraint effect on murderous energy, he will definitely not be able to achieve such a level of complete immunity!

You must know that even if it is a Title Douluo, it will not be able to resist the corrosion of murderous aura!

The King of Slaughter was silent for a moment: "In Ling's opinion, can he complete a hundred victories and challenge the Hell Road?" ”

"7052's combat skills are too terrifying, and his ability to never forget has made him absorb the fighting skills of countless degenerates."

The Killing Envoy pondered: "During this time, every battle in his Killing Field is as elegant as a dance, that kind of fighting method like art, even if it is a Killing Knight, without using soul skills, he may not be his opponent!" ”

"So, Wang, I'm sure it's only a matter of time before 7052 completes 100 games, but Hell Road, I'm afraid he won't be able to go yet."

The monsters in the Hell Road can't be taken down by just relying on combat skills.

To deal with that guy, you not only need combat skills, but also your own real strength, soul power, and level!

"What he desires, what is it."

The King of Slaughter was silent for a long time, and then suddenly spoke.

The Killbringer was slightly stunned.

She had been in contact with Fang Yuan for a long time, and to be honest, she really didn't know what Fang Yuan longed for.

Wealth?

That guy doesn't like money, he is not interested in gold and silver at all, and even the gold soul coins that are seized on weekdays, he will directly throw them away because he set off the soul guide space!

Beauty?

The little boy has already had a preliminary development, but he doesn't seem to be interested in beauty.

On weekdays, at most, she is verbal to her, and occasionally boldly starts, and seems to be completely ignorant of other women.

Thinking about it carefully, what Fang Yuan seemed to want was only strength.

Wait a minute!

The Killbringer's eyes lit up, and a picture suddenly came back to her mind.

It was the scene in the past, when Fang Yuan had just joined them, asking them questions.

"Great King, the words of the 7052 desire......"

"Maybe it's the outside world."