Yun Yang is a big villain, and his opponents are all children of luck

Beyond the secrets of the island,

Half a month has passed, and nearly one-third of the cultivators have already quit the island secret realm ahead of time because they were too weak to compete for opportunities.

Among them, there are many incidents of killing people and stealing goods. For this world where the jungle preys on the jungle, it is simply not normal.

At this time, a black-robed figure staggered slightly from the exit of the secret realm.

Under the sunlight, Fu Yongan's pale face appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone's eyes were only on him for a moment, and after feeling the sluggish breath on his body, they silently moved their eyes away.

Looks like another loser..
But Fu Yong'an directly ignored everyone's gaze at this moment, and now he was very restless.

The collision with 'Emperor Yan' this time gave him a huge blow.

Let him clearly understand the gap between himself and such peerless masters.

After this incident, Fu Yongan's sense of superiority as a reborn person was gone!
A person of Emperor Yan's level, even if he was a reborn, would not dare to easily stroke his beard!
However, he was not discouraged in his heart. It was an honor for him to be able to fight with Emperor Yan in the same era.

His cultivation must be more refined than in his previous life!

However, every step in the future must be more and more careful.

This time he discovered Emperor Yan, and he didn't seem to want to be as bright and upright as rumored in his previous life.
But he quickly got used to this gap.

It is impossible to be a good stubble who can reach the level of the previous life!
Thinking of the end, Fu Yong'an narrowed his eyes slightly, and subconsciously glanced into the secret place of the island, whispering something in his heart.

"Meet Emperor Yan. It seems that in the future, we must be more careful."

Then he left the island without looking back.

As time went by, more and more people came out of the island's secret place.

More than half a month has passed, and the natural materials and earthly treasures grown in the secret place of the island for ten years have basically been collected by monks like locusts.

Those who are still in there now should almost all come back.

At this time, there are less than ten days before the closure of the secret realm, and basically the monks who entered the secret realm before have returned.

Within the secrets of the island,

Since Fu Yong'an escaped, Li Sinian has been wandering around in the secret realm, and of course he would snag some precious elixir when he came across it.

Of course, what's more is that there are many spiritual fruits and game in the secret realm that can't be seen outside.

Gradually, Li Sinian also 'degenerated', maybe he just has such a lazy temperament,

I usually just sit and practice, and occasionally satisfy my appetite when I am not practicing.

It can be said that the small life is quite comfortable, even more comfortable than living in the back mountain of Yunlanzong.

But he is satisfied, and the water friends in the live broadcast room are not happy.

Just when Li Sinian came back with an unknown bird, the water friends finally couldn't help it.

"God God's Food and Television Theater is about to start again!"

"A pair of a, quickly release the mission, watching Gou Shen eat every day, the first thing I'm hungry!"

"Yes, hurry up! Gou Shen's villain path is waiting for you to lead!"

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Seeing all kinds of urging bullet screens, Zhou Shufen felt anxious.

In desperation, I had no choice but to temporarily put down the potato chips in my hand, clicked on the game interface, and hoped that a new event would happen.

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Zhou Shufen had just stuffed a piece of potato chips into her mouth when she suddenly noticed the system's reminder event, and the surprise in her heart made her forget to chew.

"Brothers! I thought of it! Wait for the show!"

After speaking, under the expectant eyes of all the water friends, Zhou Shufen directly released the task.

[System task: After ten days, go to the central cave of the island's secret place to snatch Xiao Huo's chance!Reward: Ten Tendon Pills! 】

In the end, as if afraid of Li Sinian and the previous ones running around like headless chickens, Zhou Shufen also "intimately" marked the location of the central cave in the island's secret place.

After doing all this, Zhou Shufen turned everything on the screen and came to Li Sinian again.

Seeing Li Sinian at this time, the task reminder issued by the system sounded in his mind.

[System task: After ten days, go to the central cave of the island's secret place to snatch Xiao Huo's chance!Reward: Ten Tendon Pills! 】

"Xiao Huo? Yi Jin Pill? Is there such a good thing?"

Li Sinian stroked his chin, and began to think again in his mind.

In fact, before that, he had already thought clearly.

For him, it doesn't matter whether Xiao Huo is Xiao Huo or not, so what about the son of luck? ? ?

Labor and capital are still the sons of destiny!
Anyway, they have already got into trouble, so Li Sinian is not afraid. Although Li Sinian has always adhered to the mentality of never causing trouble, he has never been afraid of trouble.

He thought very clearly, since he was on the opposite side of Xiao Huo from the very beginning, there was nothing he could do about it, who made himself the senior brother of Yun Lanzong?

Born to be on the opposite side.

Since there is no way to do it right, then do it right to the end!

Grab the fire chance?Then grab it!

And it has to be admitted that with the potential threat of Xiao Huo, a son of luck like Xiao Huo, Li Sinian sometimes feels a faint sense of crisis in his heart.

This sense of crisis, while honing his state of mind, would also urge him to practice hard from time to time.

With a clear mind, Li Sinian chose to accept the task without hesitation!
It's as crisp and neat as if it's not him!
Isn't it Xiao Huo?Isn't he the son of luck?
I, Li Sinian, accept it!
But thinking like this in his heart, Li Sinian turned his back in reality, and then raised his head slightly at 45 degrees, trying not to let the tears flow from his eyes.
A real monk dares to face the bleak seminarians and the enemy who is backfired!
Men don't flick their tears easily, but they don't reach the sad place.