Night.

After a few days of running-in, the prison in the Demon Suppression Tower has become quite harmonious, full of a relaxed and friendly atmosphere.

In the square in front of the prison, a group of people walked back and forth.

"Hurry up and make a fire and cook."

"I've written a love letter."

"Grilled rice tonight?"

"Hmm."

"Bamboo tubes?"

"Yes, bamboo tubes, river demon rice."

"Great, I hadn't eaten anything that good before I came here."

In front of me is a bonfire party, with barbecue grills, barbecue nets, crow hair brushes, and river demon skin blowers.

They're cooking.

Thanks to Su Yuniang's social cow attribute to soothe people's hearts, these low-level women who have only read books for a few years have been influenced by her.

Moreover, they are now very "free".

Not prisoners, but more than 2,000 jailers, and the change of identities will make them feel relaxed.

And where are the prison inmates?

Those two talismans.

The four visceral realms, the very high realm.

So they had the impression that I was imprisoning the strong and preventing the other from escaping.

As a result, I became a manager and was very enthusiastic about learning.

Coupled with the status of a believer in the Wusheng Sect, he quickly integrated into the Wusheng Sect group, and there was a sumptuous spiritual rice food every day.

Even at the foot of the mountain, a daily bonfire party dinner was held.

And when Ning Zheng returned home, there was only a note left on the table, asking Ning Zheng to come to the prison to eat a big pot of rice.

He was speechless on the spot!

The two of them were busy building the prison so hard that their feet didn't touch the ground.

After Ning Zheng came to the prison, he soon entered a bonfire party, sat down to eat, and was surrounded by a lively and cheerful atmosphere.

"Is this ***?"

"Well, it is said that it was made by the embroidery lady on the mountain, wear it and look at it."

"It's so pretty."

"Pretty, isn't it?"

"It's just easy to break holes."

"What about this?"

"It's called high heels."

Many women danced and sang around the huge bonfire, dressed in beautiful costumes.

Su Yuniang is teaching them to become the anchor of the dance and go to the wool of the group of blacksmiths.

Ning Zheng has no objection to this.

Those blacksmiths earn so much money, so naturally they have to spend it in the villa, and it is very good to use it to support the prison

Ning Zheng watched them practice dancing in the distance, but he also felt pleasing to the eye.

I'm such a good person.

The followers of the Wusheng Sect have all been raised so well.

At this moment.

The bonfire on the mountain and the bonfire under the mountain echo from afar, and there is really a feeling of looking at each other on a magpie bridge.

- The bonfires on both sides are luck leeks.

Although the blacksmiths on the mountain were also eating in front of the campfire, they could not see clearly under the mountain with binoculars at this time.

Because this prison, covered by a huge circular high wall, prohibits voyeurism, and privacy is well protected.

Su Yuniang's abacus played very loudly.

I gave you a peek at the dance practice, how to make money in the future?

I want the blacksmith of your mountain villa to take out the magic money when he eats, and then call the sisters out and dance a song for you.

"The food they cook is so heavy that ordinary people can't stand it."

Ning Zheng was full of food, feeling that this craft was okay, lying on a wooden chair, baking a bonfire, watching the dance in the distance, a group of warblers and Yanyan were singing and dancing happily.

He suddenly felt that it was not bad to change the eating environment once in a while.

Prison would be one of his eating places.

"Tomorrow, I guess I can go into the city and have a look."

A hint of complexity rose in his heart, tomorrow is to come to this world

He was looking forward to it

。

Pyeongchang City has no plans to go.

Because of a small local city, it has been in the midst of infighting for the past few months, and it has not stopped.

Coupled with the ghost spectrum, he made a wave of his own people.

I guess there's nothing good in the city anymore.

Xinyizhou City is the core of trade for a thousand cities on this land, and he plans to see if there is an auction to buy some good things.

He had two goals for the trip:

1. Meat field.

2. Some treasures and spiritual roots that accelerate the accumulation of knowledge.

In this way, the blacksmiths can make the blacksmiths work faster.

Otherwise, no matter how talented a person is, it is estimated that it will take a few years to advance to a high-level blacksmith.

Even if this speed of knowledge accumulation is a little side effect.

For example, Daigo empowerment, grandfather seizure, dove occupancy of magpie's nest can be fully accepted.

Li Youzhu Bookstore often has this kind of bridge in his books.

The protagonist accepts the inheritance and quickly becomes a master of a certain profession, and these adventures should also be realistic.

He thought about some things that he didn't have, and when he watched the hot dance, he felt a different mood

Bottle ancestral paper house.

Oil lamps flickered in the cold and silent houses.

Li Youzhu walked out of the door and looked at the bonfire in the prison, the group of women dancing, flashing with the sweat and brilliance of the dancers, and fell into deep thought.

"My Daughter"

"It's been a long time since the villa has been so lively."

He let out a long sigh and returned to his room.

After a while, he moved out a chair and looked back at the flickering fire in the distance

Early the next morning.

Ning Zheng woke up at home, feeling refreshed, a good omen for going out, and looked at the time of the game forum, seven o'clock.

The world used to have a time count.

The alternation of the sun and moon is so obvious that it is possible to discern the time of day.

But now that there is no sun and moon, it is a little difficult to recognize time, at least it has caused trouble to the people at the bottom.

Ning Zheng is also okay, he can read the time on the forum.

And looked at their forum last night.

"Boss City Guarding the Target: Little Boy Fusion Reaction in Progress, Ground-to-Surface Long-Range Missile Program Officially Launched"

"How many little boys will those believers in the Religion of No Life be semi-awakened? 》

"On the plot of Xinyizhou City: Can I finally go to the sword fairy to play?" 》

"The real goal of entering the city: the mountain villa buys resources, not contacts with the sword fairy in the middle of the vortex"

Ning Zheng watched the forum everywhere and found that their information was basically insignificant.

The only interesting thing is a post.

"Leek Rong: Brothers, something is wrong"

The post reads:

"The old steward said that the blacksmith had explored the way and made sure that it was safe, and he was ready to go into the city to buy something."

"When you go into the city, how can you not take pictures?"

"When I purchased it before, I asked the blacksmith to buy a projection screen, which is a magic weapon that can take pictures, and I actually used it, and let the embers take it out to take pictures."

"As we all know, traveling frogs will take pictures during their trips and bring them back to their owners."

"Travel photos, officially online, this point depends on the planning team, ask more artists to do some photo CG."

"Don't ask why you don't buy a video ball, just record the video, that thing is the same as a communication device, it costs a thousand magic money, you can't afford it, you can only take a photo."

"I'm going to make a medium-grade spiritual root, mutate the painting card, take a picture software, and reflect the picture on the painting card, which is very interesting, break the high-end market, and start with me!"

"This mutant drawing card, I guess it can be a tablet, do a comic serialization."

They know it very well.

The player himself is simply not going to open the map.

Only embers can go.

in their perspective

, which is essentially a game of running a mountain villa, with a very small map.

The various areas they had previously gone to were small, independent copies.

If it is a plot of a large city and a super-large sand table, the production team has not made such a large map at all, and can only let the embers out.

Outside the walls of air, there is nothing.

Now take an adventure photo CG and bring it back to the owner, which is already a proper travel frog standard!

Ning Zheng watched the forum, plus eating, it took about an hour, exactly eight o'clock.

The blacksmith is just online.

He stood up, put on his coat, and went up to the lodge.

At the gate of the villa, a group of people were already waiting.

There were even banners.

[Congratulations to the old steward into the city to help you win.] 】

It's a damn ritual.

Well done, don't do it again next time.

Without any pause, Ning Zheng sent the eight-person group to the teleportation array, and looked down at the qi luck value:

[Current Luck Value: 1900]

Up 50 points.

This small number is not a chance, but it is smooth sailing today.

Ning Zheng felt that this was normal.

How can there be so many accidents?

Xinyizhou City, there may be millions of people coming in and out every day, but if I go, something will happen?

Something is the most unreasonable.

To be on the safe side, Ning Zheng still let them go first.

"Yes!"

"The reconnaissance team is officially dispatched!"

A group of people officially stepped into it.

According to the coordinate information left by the sword fairy, it was successfully teleported to the temporary teleportation array at the other end

There was a trance in front of me.

Several people appeared in a deep mountain snowfield, surrounded by a vast expanse of white.

This teleportation array is obviously Jian Xin's back hand to escape, if there is an accident in the city, he will withdraw directly from here to the city.

"Where's the direction?" Dazzling asked.

"Let's go to a high place first."

Erya obviously has experience in escaping in the wild.

She had fled all the way out of Pyeongchang City with the tide of refugees.

encountered black shops, robbers, demons, bullies, and all kinds of things along the way, and finally escaped to the Sword Forge Villa in the mountains.

In that escape, there were many capable people, all kinds of professions, and there were many senior wilderness demon hunters.

Erya followed in it and learned a lot of experience, and her knowledge was not weaker than that of a veteran of the Five-Body Realm.

And the higher level of the four visceral realms?

I'm sorry.

They really don't necessarily have the wilderness knowledge of the Five Body Realm.

After all, there are very few of these scattered cultivators who can enter the Four Visceral Realms, and the children of the family don't need to take risks at the lower level at all.

Before Shi Youyou and the others, they couldn't even build a house, let alone survive in the wilderness.

People broke through the four internal organs before they officially went out alone, and at that time they were already out of the category of survival, and they flew at low altitudes in the wild.

So.

Today's material gathering adventure team is actually Erya providing tactical experience.

Otherwise.

Relying on this group of blacksmiths with low eyes and low hands, full of nonsense, can they do it?

They're all good babies in the city.

For survival in the wild, I really have no experience, and I don't know the direction and the identification of the footprints of demon beasts.

"Go there!"

"Protect Erya."

"Move fast."

Soon, under the leadership of Erya, their group walked through the snow.

Fortunately, they are all tricky and will not get tired.

Soon climbed to the top of this snowy peak of several thousand meters, and just after climbing the mountain, they found an extremely shocking scene.

"Look, what's that?" Dazzle suddenly screamed loudly.

Everyone looked up and found a huge wall tens of thousands of meters high.

The barrier that seems to cover the sky and the sun stands in front of you and penetrates into the clouds.

The thousands of meters of snow-capped mountains under their feet seemed to be an ant dirt bag, so short that it was inconspicuous.

That wall of mythology gives people an incredible sense of shock, as if the mountains far beyond Mount Everest, built together, give people a fabulous strong sense of suffocation.

The twilight shrouds the huge walls, and history threads the needle, running through the tombstones to form a corridor.

It was one of the walls built by the greatest beings in human history.

In a trance, everyone was infected by a vast and heavy spirit.

A majestic figure on the wall seems to be in front of him, earth-shattering sword shadows, knife marks, their spirits, tears, sorrows and joys, at this moment with the microwave ripples of the long river of time, buried in the dust of the old years, disappeared in the rain.

"This continuous Great Wall of hundreds of millions of miles is the history of the human race!!"

This scene was too real, too shocking, so that almost everyone shouted excitedly-

We have found the wall of sighs of human history!

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