Luyang City is located on the Yangtze River, is the center of Cao Yun dispatching, developed commerce, population of hundreds of thousands, is a super city, and the floating population is countless.

This is the territory of the Iron Palm Gang, but the five sects and three factions all have their own industries or stations here, and the streets are bustling, and people with swords and swords can be seen everywhere, and Du Ge and his party are not conspicuous in the crowd.

Along the way, listening to Feng Yunjie's introduction to Luyang City, Du Ge observed different customs and customs, and sighed more and more at the simulation field.

It's so real!

What kind of technology can create such a world!

And such a world turned out to be just for assessment.

What a luxury!

If the game makers on the planet had this means, the richest man in the world would be in minutes......

"Mr. Seven, the Xingyu Building in front is our Feng family's property, let's go live there in a while, eat something, and then do other things." Feng Yunjie said, "The people sent by my father to look for the Heavenly Demons before, the first stop should be here, the night has passed, and I don't know if they have found out the news, there are few big cities like Luyang, there are few in the whole Daqian, even a small county like the Feng family can have you and Feng Jiu, two Heavenly Demons, Luyang City should be more ......"

"Possibly." Dugg nodded, keeping an eye on the changes in the total number of people in the simulation field.

From last night to now, there are still more than 650 players left in the simulation field, and 160 people have been eliminated in one night.

He was more merciful and spared Feng Jiu's life, otherwise, last night, Feng Jiu would have become one of the more than 100 people who disappeared.

At this rate, it won't take more than ten days for there to be fewer people left in the simulation field.

But this is only the best idea, and Dugg knows that the further down the road, the slower the attrition will be, and those who will be left will be elite, the kind that can disguise, and can be familiar with the use of their own keywords.

Feng Jiu was actually right, the behavior of exposing himself was really stupid.

When everyone else is in the dark, he is a bright live target, and he will be targeted by everyone.

The easiest way to become one of the top 10 in the simulation field is not to use your keywords to the extreme, but to live to the end and eliminate everyone.

There are only ten people left, not the top ten but also the top ten.

There is no impermeable wall in the world, he is so high-profile in the Feng Mansion, there will always be people who are not strict in their mouths and leak him and his key words.

There's no way around it, who makes him not understand the rules of the game?

The open gun is easy to dodge and the dark arrow is difficult to defend, and there are hundreds of players, only he is playing the open card......

What the hell!

The only thing that makes Du Ge happy is that the simulation field will only be eliminated, and no one will die.

But he has become the first place, and then he is eliminated, he can't get over the hurdle in his heart, this is the pride of a traverser, and he must be guarded.

Fortunately, in ancient times, information spread slowly and the distance was long, and Duge still had time to buffer, so he would not face hundreds of enemies at once.

If it's just a solo jump, Duge feels that he should be able to handle it, and the status of the number one in the simulation field is not a decoration.

However, you have to find a way to enhance your strength, the stronger the strength, the safer, it is best to suppress an era like Wusheng Qiaohe......

……

When I came to Xingyulou, a guy took away a few people's horses, and the shopkeeper came out personally and brought a few people into the backyard.

Feng Shiyi asked as he walked: "Feng Zhong, did the people who came over yesterday find out anything?" ”

"Yes." Feng Zhong glanced at Du Ge and nodded.

Dugg and the others stopped at the same time and looked at the shopkeeper.

Feng Yunjie asked, "What did you find?" ”

Feng Zhong turned to Du Ge and asked, "Second Master, this young man looks at his face, is it ......?"

"This is Mr. Seventh of the Supreme Elder in our mansion, and he will preside over the affairs of the Heavenly Demon." Feng Shiyi glared at him and said, "Don't hide it from him. ”

"Feng Zhong has seen Elder Taishang." Feng Zhong hurriedly clenched his fists at Du Ge and said respectfully.

"You're welcome, Shopkeeper Feng." Du Ge smiled, "Let's talk about the Heavenly Demon!" ”

"Coincidentally, that day the demon was the little second and third in our store." Feng Zhong said, "A few days ago, Wang San was infected with tuberculosis, and Lang Zhong said that he couldn't save it, so he waited at home to die. Last night, when someone from the house came to investigate, I reported his situation.

As a result, guess what, Wang San was jumping around, pulling the neighbor's little girl to flirt, and he didn't even cough. Seriously ill, he recovered quickly, and all the characteristics were in line with the Heavenly Demons, so they arrested Wang San back.

However, the guy had a hard mouth, and he didn't admit that he had been taken away, only saying that he passed by a wandering Langzhong at home, gave him a few injections, and his illness was cured, and he also shouted for us to go to the temple to find the master to exorcise evil spirits for him. As a result, no one in the neighborhood had ever seen that You Fang Lang Zhong ......"

"Where is Wang San now?" Dugg immediately became interested, interrupting him to ask.

"I ordered the acupuncture point, and it was closed in the guest room!" Feng Zhong said, "I don't dare to let the person I am looking for by name at home." Second master, is this heavenly demon real, a tuberculosis, just say it's good, no matter how much I think about it, I feel evil ......"

"Feng Zhong, when will your broken mouth be corrected? Say less nonsense and take us to see Wang San. Feng Shiyi also interrupted him.

"Second master, go this way." Feng Zhong smiled innocently, took two steps closely, and led the way in front, "Yellow No. 7 room, the innermost one." Second master, you can rest assured that I do things, there is no one living in the yellow house, and I guarantee that others can't save him. I not only gave him a point, but also tied it to Ya, and I prepared the rooster blood, black dog blood, and glutinous rice in advance......"

……

Feng Zhong thought all the way, led everyone to the yellow character No. 7 room, took out the key and opened the door: "Second master, Wang San is inside." ”

"Okay, I know, we'll take care of the rest, you go ahead and get busy! Tell the kitchen to prepare a table of good wine and food for us. Feng Shiyi was fed up with Feng Zhong's nagging, and when he opened the door, he was busy trying to drive him away.

"It's already ready, second master, I'll do something, aren't you still at ease?" Feng Zhong stood still and kept looking into the room, "Second Master, you have to let me stay, let me see how to identify the Heavenly Demon, and if I encounter it again in the future, I can handle it myself!" ”

"Stay, the shopkeeper is his own person, he is more familiar with Wang San's situation." Du Ge casually maintained the dignity of Shopkeeper Feng before looking into the room.

A young man about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed as a shopkeeper, was thrown on the bed.

There is really a bowl of glutinous rice, a bucket of dog blood, and a bucket of chicken blood at the head of the bed......

Dugg has a black line.

Okay, this thing really treats the Heavenly Demon as a ghost!

Sensing that the door was opened, Wang San squirmed desperately, trying to raise his head but couldn't lift it up: "Shopkeeper, shopkeeper, is it you?" You can count it, I'm really not a heavenly demon, just let me go, I shouldn't be sick and don't come to work, please, let me out, I can't hold it back......"

Dugg walked into the room.

Wang San's voice stopped abruptly: "Who are you?" ”

Feng Shiyi didn't say a word, he pressed his pulse, and after a while, he raised his head and said: "Full of energy, the pulse is soft and powerful, not like a patient who has just recovered from a serious illness, Mr. Seven, the Heavenly Demon has undoubtedly taken away." ”