God Soldier Atlas

　　 That day, Yonzi Wen supervised the detective of Dawei. Someone from Dawei came to rob the law field, and then fell into Yonziwen's ambush.

　　 In that battle, many of the weapons used by Yonzi Wen were cast by Zhou Shu himself.

　　 It was also that time, Zhou Shu’s golden bell directly broke through from the first level to the sixth level.

　　 can have such an effect, not because they killed enough people, but because there was a feedback at the time, which was different from usual.

　　 Under normal circumstances, slashing the saber to cause a kill will give Zhou Shu two years of feedback.

　　 But at that time, a series of two-year repair base feedback was mixed with a feedback that the repair base was doubled. At that time, Zhou Shu still felt a little strange.

　　 But after a series of things, he almost forgot about it.

　　 If it weren't for the black robe assassin this time, he wouldn't be able to think of it for a while.

"This black-robed assassin is a martial artist, Xiuchun knife killed him, and the feedback he got was better than before. At that time, the Golden Bell's repair was doubled. Could it be because someone killed the martial artist with a saber knife? ?"

　　 Zhou Shu thought secretly.

　　 After inferring for a while, he is almost certain that this should be the truth.

　　 "It seems that killing ordinary people and killing advanced martial artists, the feedback given by Shenbing Atlas is not the same, is it that the higher the cultivation base, the more feedback the Shenbing Atlas gives?"

　　 Zhou Shu guessed, he felt that this should be the truth of the fact, but there is no way to verify it now.

　　 "Follow it, no matter how much feedback, I don't dislike it."

　　 Zhou Shu didn't worry about this problem at all.

　　 Anyway, all the weapons he cast had been given to Yonzi Wen, and they had all been equipped with the army.

　　 How many kills they will cause is no longer something Zhou Shu can control.

　　 "You said well, why don't you think about it? So, it's dangerous outside, so don't run around everywhere."

　　 Zhou Shu looked at the black-robed assassin's corpse on the ground and thought about it. He lifted the Xiuchun knife and damaged the wound on the black-robed assassin's body.

　　 Then he stopped taking care of the corpse and continued to move towards the capital.

　　 Destroying corpses is not something he is good at. Now there is no condition to destroy corpses. No one on the left and right sees him killing, so what if the corpse stays here? After being discovered anyway, someone will deal with it.

　　 Not long after Zhou Shu left, he and the black-robed assassin had just been fighting, and a dark wind blew by, and a black-robed man dressed similar to the black-robed assassin appeared there.

　　 The newly-appearing black-robed man saw the corpse on the ground, his pupils shrank, and he snorted coldly.

　　 "Sure enough, they still didn't relax their vigilance." The black-robed man said to himself, "A small workshop owner has expert guards by his side, and the other people...it seems that it needs to be quiet for a while."

　　The black robe man flicked his sleeves, and a black gas fell on the corpse on the ground. Amidst the rustling noise, the corpse seemed to be corroded by poison, and disappeared to the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　 Until the corpse completely disappeared, the black robe stomped lightly, and then disappeared abruptly, as if he had never appeared before.

　　 If Zhou Shu could see this scene, he would definitely react. It was not Yonzi Wen who had misjudged the cultivation base of the slippery fish, but the assassin he met, not the real slippery fish!

　　 Fortunately, he didn't see this scene. Otherwise, he would not be the real killer of the fish that slipped through the net.

　　 Now that the fish that slipped through the net suspected that he had expert protection by his side, it was a mistake. In a short period of time, he would not do anything to Zhou Shu again.

　　...

　　 Zhou Shu rushed all the way to the capital and handed the Xiuchun Dao to Sun Gongping.

　　Sun Gongping was busy with the expedition. He didn't have time to spend more time with Zhou Shu. Zhou Shu didn't care too much. He put down the Xiuchun Dao and left.

　　 It was getting late, and although the gates of the capital had not been closed, but thinking of the assassin when he came, although the assassin had already fallen to death, but I don’t know why, Zhou Shu's heart was still a little faintly uneasy.

　　 For the sake of safety, he did not return to the workshop of the Division of Soldiers overnight, but it was safer to return to the workshop after dawn.

　　 Zhou Shu didn't know many people in the capital, Sun Gongping, Yin Wuyou, Ma Fengzhang, maybe Cheng Wanli could be counted as one, and he could count them with one hand.

　　 Among them are friends, maybe only Sun Gongping is the one.

　　 Now that Sun Gongping is busy, of course he can’t bother him. If he borrows the night, look for Yin Wuyou?

　　 Isn’t that nonsense? Whether it is Ouchi Palace or Princess Mansion, he can not stay overnight.

　　Ma Fengzhang and Cheng Wanli?

　　 Zhou Shu's friendship with them has not yet reached that stage.

　　 "Is it possible to live in an inn?"

　　 Zhou Shu was standing on the street. The imperial capital was the imperial capital.

　　 "In addition to the inn, there seems to be another choice..."

　　 Zhou Shu felt his heart pounding, thinking about it, he was really a little excited.

　　 The next moment, he touched his pocket, suddenly a little discouraged.

　　 All his property was used to build No. 0 Workshop, which was the meeting gift that Yonago Wen had given him before, and was used by him to pay off his debts.

　　 Now he, his pocket is cleaner than his face, not to mention going to sleep in Huaxuliu, he can't even live in an inn.

　　 When he came over in the evening, he never thought that he would stay overnight in the capital, and he didn't even bring a penny with him.

　　 At that time, how could he think that he would meet an assassin on the road?

　　 "Although I don't know where the feeling of danger comes from, it is obviously not a good choice to return to the workshop overnight."

　　 After obtaining the visualization of the five mountains, Zhou Shu felt that his spirit had always been in an extremely lively state.

　　 This bad feeling is not necessarily groundless.

　　Before fighting against a black robe assassin, he was already injured. If he meets another assassin, it is very dangerous.

　　 So I would rather sleep on the street than Zhou Shu would not take the risk. In comparison, life is the most important thing.

　　 "How can I say that we are also a person of identity. If we go to the inn to take a credit, can we still do it?"

　　 Zhou Shu thought to himself, why are you still trapped in the thinking of the previous life, and you can’t live in a shop without money?

　　 This is not the earth, this is Daxia!

　　 What do you say, is also an official, but the official of Sesame Mung Bean is not an official?

　　 How about going to the inn on credit for one night?

　　 After figuring this out, Zhou Shu suddenly stopped panicking, and his mentality changed, and he was out of luck.

　　 Having been in this world for so long, he has never seen the night view of Daxia.

　　 On the brightly lit street, Zhou Shu walked leisurely.

　　 The night market in Daxia is naturally incomparable with the night markets on the earth in the previous life, but it does not have a special flavor. Although there are not so many tricks, Zhou Shu is as enthusiastic about shopping.

　　 "Master Zhou, my master would like to ask."

　　 Zhou Shu was standing at a dough maker's booth and looked enthusiastically, when suddenly a voice rang in his ear.

　　 turning around, he happened to see a middle-aged man in a brocade dress, looking at him.

　　 The middle-aged man saw Zhou Shu turned his head and reached out and made a please gesture.

　　 said please, the middle-aged man's face did not see much respect, but a hint of arrogance.

　　 "Who is the owner of your house?"

　　 Zhou Shu frowned. In this busy city, the opponent should not be an assassin. If the assassin dares to do something here, Zhou Shu only needs to hold on for a while, and Daxia's masters will come.

　　 For Zhou Shu, unless the third grade master makes a move, he can hold on for a while anyway, so he is not afraid that someone will attack him here.

　　 The third grade master wants to sneak into the capital, but it is not that easy. Really, do the Second Army of Daxia Slaying Demons and Slayers and Shentusi eat dry food?

　　 "You will know when you go."

　　 The middle-aged man said, the gesture of please remained unchanged.

　　 "Pretend to be a god, don't go!"

　　 Zhou Shu simply said neatly.

After 　　 finished, he continued to walk forward.

　　 The middle-aged man's face became very ugly, and he said coldly, "Master Zhou, do you know whose invitation you have rejected?"

　　 "I don't know, and I don't care." Zhou Shu said without looking back, "I am not interested in people who hide their heads and show their tails."

　　 "Do you know that if you offend my master, you will never have a foothold in the Division of Soldiers in the future?"

　　 The middle-aged man walked two steps quickly, following the pace of Shu last week, lowered his voice and said coldly.

　　 "My master wants to see you, because he has a great opportunity for you, you must not know how to praise!"

　　Middle-aged man is threatening.

　　 Zhou Shu was angrily laughed. In Daxia for so long, even when he was an apprentice in the army, he had never encountered such an arrogant person.

threaten me?

　　 Is it scared to be Zhou Shu?

"That's really a pity." Zhou Shu said, "I just don't know how to promote, so that I can no longer stand in the army? Well, I really want to see, how can you make me nowhere. "

　　 With Zhou Shu’s talent in casting soldiers, as long as Yin Wuyou is not a fool, he cannot be driven out of the casting department. UU reading www. uukānshu.com

　　 The Division of Casting Soldiers and Da Sikong did not speak, who could let himself have no place in the Division of Soldiers?

"you-"

　　 The middle-aged man flushed, and his fingers pointing at Zhou Shu were trembling with anger.

　　 "Master Zhou, do you really want to offend my master?"

　　 The middle-aged man said coldly, "You don't stop, don't blame me for using some means!"

　　 There was a fierce aura on the middle-aged man, who directly locked Zhou Shu.

　　 This arrogant and rude guy turned out to be a master?

　　 a dignified master, who is actually a slave to someone?

"The principal is the official commissioner of the court officially appointed by Daxia. I don't care who you are. If you attack the court commissioner on the street, even if you are a martial artist, you will not escape. I don't know if the master behind you can protect you. ?"

　　 Zhou Shu stopped, turned around, looked at the middle-aged man, and said coldly.

The middle-aged man looked into Zhou Shu’s eyes. For a moment, he seemed to see a mountain that was soaring into the clouds. That mountain was pressed towards him, and the pressure of the sky made him involuntarily retreat two steps, all over his body. Sweating profusely, his body softened, and he almost didn't fall to the ground.

　　 The middle-aged man raised his head, and when he looked at Zhou Shu again, he didn't notice the slightest abnormality. Could it be his own illusion just now?

The middle-aged man thought with some doubts, he took a deep breath, calmed down, and frowned, "Master Zhou, you can't scare me, I just want you to meet with my host and won't hurt you. , What kind of attack is this? I’m not afraid of where the trouble is!"

　　 "Are you going with me at all!"

　　 The middle-aged man said sternly, his hands and five fingers bent into claws, ready to go.