Metropolis: Signed To Shenhao At The Beginning Of The Game

"Let you go, just go, where is there so much talk?" Qian Huanchang patted him on the back of the head, the disciple went in with a cold face...

"Uncle Wolf, Uncle Wolf, don't eat me, don't eat me!" The disciple was so scared that his legs trembled.

"Huh?" Huya Wolf King felt that someone came in again, and raised his head to look at this disciple.

"Damn, damn!" The disciple sat on the ground in shock, a mudslide under his pants.

"He cooks urine over there, pulls on your pants, my den is so ventilated!" The wolf king called to this disciple, scared him to crawl out.

Ye Chen had been watching the formation, and seeing this disciple, it was too late, that disciple had already ran out!

"It's too late. Anyway, the Mangshan Sect has bought a lot of medicines, all of them are Tier 1 and Tier 2, I can't use it, throw it!" Ye Chen took out the space ring and threw piles of herbs in it. The Wolf King was stunned, how could this kid be so rich!

"What's the matter, is that kid dead!" Qian Huansheng looked at the disciple who ran out and hurriedly asked, but when he ran to his side, a stench came on his face!

"What the hell is this, huh, change your pants!" Qian Huan looked at this disciple's pants, retching disgustingly.

"Sect Master, that kid is not dead, staying inside with the Wolf King."

"This kid, it is estimated that there is collusion with the wolf king! Everyone obeys the order, go in with me, you drag the wolf king, I will kill this kid!"

"Yes!" A bunch of people entered inside, Ye Chen was still hurriedly pouring things upside down.

"Ninety-nine percent complete..."

"Repair is complete, please instill spiritual power..."

Ye Chen squatted down, put his hand on top, and poured his spiritual power into his hand. The magic circle was like an hourglass, absorbing Ye Chen's spiritual power frantically. Ye Chen suddenly felt that something was wrong. Way to break free!

"Alarm, alarm, the host's spiritual power is insufficient, now the spiritual power is forced to be overdrawn!"

"F*ck, I didn't agree!" The spiritual root in Ye Chen's body dimmed instantly!

"The magic circle is repaired, do you send it?"

"Teleport!"

With a swish, Ye Chen was gone, leaving only the stunned Wolf King and the long overdue Wolf Mountain Sect and his party.

"Sect Master, that kid ran away!"

"Fuck, go!"

"What about this wolf king!"

"You stay and challenge him, idiot!"

The group of people ran out of the cave in a hurry. A bunch of people didn't see Ye Chen. For a long time, this kid should have been eaten by the wolf king. Ye Chen did not come back to make trouble for a long time...

"Ah! It hurts to death!" Ye Chen was unspeakably uncomfortable at this time. A pile of pills was stuffed into his mouth. Last time he burned the outer sect of Langshan Sect, his experience was almost full and he swallowed a few pills. After upgrading to the fifth stage of the Spirit King, all the wounds on his body disappeared, but the spiritual root in the body was still dark!

"System, what the hell is wrong with me!"

"The player is forced to overdraw the spiritual root. Now the spiritual root has been sealed with part of the spiritual power. At this time, the player's spiritual power cultivation base is sealed in the fifth stage of the spiritual master."

"I'm cracked, you sealed me! How can this seal be lifted!" Ye Chen was even more uncomfortable than eating dead flies at this time!

"Upgrading the system to version 2.0 can release the seal for the host. The estimated time to release is ten days."

"You sealed me for ten days? Spiritualist fifth stage, can I complain to you!"

"Please rate this service with a full score of five stars."

"one star!"

"Successful scoring, affected by the network, the upgrade time is estimated to be fifteen days."

"You deliberately mess with me, throw me here, where is this..." Ye Chen turned his head, his eyes straightened, and he saw three big characters on the door: Qingshanzong!

"Give me this to the Qingshan Sect?" Ye Chen took out the recommendation order given to him by Lei Zhen and walked towards the gate of the Qingshan Sect. "

The four janitor disciples saw Ye Chen coming, and hurried over to question him, judging from the fluctuations in spiritual power, they should be four spiritual kings.

"What are you doing here!"

"I'm Lei Zhen's friend." Ye Chen took out an election order.

"Lei Zhen's, friend?" Several people looked at each other with suspicion.

"Come, come with me to meet the elder of the outer gate!" A janitor led Ye Chen into the gate. The gate was a cyan wooden gate. I don't know what kind of wood it was. It was eroded by the rain and turned black. The moment the gate was opened , There was a harsh rubbing sound.

"Does this door need to be repaired?" Ye Chen went over to talk to this disciple.

"Just use it, are you relatives with Lei Zhen?"

"Not a relative, just a friend I met on the road."

The guard disciple looked at Ye Chen with some doubts on his face.

The three disciples remaining at the door were chatting more lively.

"You said this kid is Lei Zhen's relative?"

"It should not be. With Lei Zhen's virtues, it is estimated that this stupid boy has been blackmailed a lot of money!"

"I think so, that kid is a spiritual master, and his spiritual power is so vain. It is estimated that some wealthy family used the pill to smash the cultivation base. Send a message to the brothers, let's slaughter the new pig!"

"Hmph, the three elders have been upright and honest throughout their lives, so why did you accept such a bastard as Lei Zhen."

"I guess the three elders have regretted their intestines, hahaha."

"Don't tell me, that Lei Zhen, luck is pretty good, a lot of resources from Falling Cloud City, this time I retreat, I said it was three months of retreat."

"Fuck, starve to death the honest people, hold on to the daring!"

"Hahaha, concentrate on training. After more than a hundred days, it will be the assessment for the outer door to enter the inner door. Don't stay at the outer door. You have to pay the Condor Club membership fee every year!"

"Your condor will ask for less, we will ask for more than half of the holy water!"

"No matter how much more we can ask for in Iron Fist?"

A disciple who seemed to be much older than them, walked slowly from the bottom of the mountain.

"What about chewing your tongue?"

"Senior Brother Wang, are you back?" Several doormen disciples hurriedly changed their faces and greeted them. The man who came was Wang Hao from the Iron Fist Association, the 9th dan of the spirit general, and had a high status in the outer door.

"What good thing, tell me, right?"

"Senior Brother Wang, a young man came to vote for the outside, holding an election order, saying that it was given by Lei Zhen."

"Lei Zhen?" Wang Hao touched his chin, thinking for a long time.

"Pharaoh!" A crisp female voice sounded, and a brave female disciple was walking towards the gate of the mountain at a light pace.

"Sun Miaoling! Sun Miaoling!" A janitor disciple, watching Sun Miaoling come up, the excitement on his face couldn't be restrained.

"Look at what your mother is doing!" Sun Miaoling looked beautiful and delicate, but her temperament was very hot. Seeing the expression of that janitor disciple, she couldn't help but slap her over!

"It's not, it's not!" Wang Hao raised both hands on his chest, "The disciple recommended by Lei Zhen has arrived."

"The disciple recommended by Lei Zhen?" Sun Miaoling looked at Wang Hao, and a ray of light flashed in her glasses, "Where did he go to trick a young man?"

"Hahaha, I don't know who is so stupid, sending a fat pig to us for slaughter, the last one, but let us make a lot of pills!"

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