Urban practice

Chapter 592 Be My Slave

It was just a discussion before, but this time it is true, a big boss has fallen.

Although Fairy San Miao has only appeared in the past few thousand years, she can even be listed among the ancient big bosses, occupying a place in it, or just inferior.

What kind of guy could kill her?Can't let her escape?

"I see, thank you Xiaoyou Ye for reminding me, I will practice urgently during this period of time, and I will not go out. But if there is danger, I will notify everyone urgently."

"Same as above."

"Me too."

"Now, that's all I can do!"

The boss who has lived for so long and experienced countless ups and downs understands this very well.The only way to deal with this situation now is to make yourself stronger!
As long as they took the last few steps and entered the Immortal Mansion Realm, they would no longer have to worry about this guy, and could start anti-hunting and kill this dangerous factor!Avenge life-threatening revenge!

"mutual encouragement."

Ye Rong replied that this is his only way to deal with it now.

The enemy is hiding something while he is hiding it, and he doesn't even know the opponent's strength. There is no way to make effective countermeasures, and there are too many restrictions.

After comforting Zhou Wu and searching for some news about the incident, Ye Rong left Sanmiao Town.

Without support, they can only rely on themselves to climb out again, and the people in Sanmiao Town can only rely on themselves.

"According to what they said, the incident didn't take long. That is to say, it didn't take much effort to kill Fairy Sanmiao. So what kind of cultivation is he?"

Emerging from space, fairy rain, eerie thunder
Ye Rong closed his eyes, all these echoed in his heart, one picture after another appeared, as if he had known him before.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes abruptly.

"Could it be that this guy is also from another world?"

A week passed by.

The children are still going to school, the adults are still going to work, the movies in the cinema are showing as usual, and the flowers at the entrance of the hotel are still paid for. Everything is in order.But for the master martial artist, it seemed like the slowest week.The situation is surging.

During the week, there are often reports of people missing contact.In the end though mostly misunderstandings and accidents.But two people were confirmed dead.

This is the big brother among martial arts practitioners!Thousands of years, it is difficult to produce a few people who can live through countless centuries and set foot on the threshold of longevity, within a week, two will fall!

This makes those misunderstandings and accidents no longer comfort, but brings more pressure!

Some big guys have started practicing with big guys they have good relationships with to reduce risks.

This was hard to imagine before.The bosses are all lone rangers because of their own strength. Unless they are dual cultivators, even if they have good friends, they will not be able to practice together. This is a responsibility to both parties and a responsibility to friendship. rest assured.

But now, the bosses have been forced to the point where they have to do this!
Panic lingers in the hearts of every master of martial arts!
This panic ended on Tuesday of the second week.

In a popular program on Carambola Channel, the host is eagerly doing commentary work.Suddenly, a man came out of nowhere.

He is extremely tall, with a strong body, wearing a brown coat, and cutting a hot airplane head.Wearing accessories that are incompatible with the surrounding swimsuit variety shows, he grabbed the host's microphone and looked at the camera.

"Hi everyone. It's a pity that I only greet you now. Because this world...is really novel, so it took me a long time to learn and understand. Now, it's finally almost done. It's time to say hello to everyone. Time to greet."

"Hey, hey! Who is this guy? Is this someone from our program group? How did your security guard the door? Such a crazy person can let him in? Why don't you drive him out quickly?"

The host yelled angrily. This is the reaction for anyone who hosts on their own site to be so rudely interrupted.

The tall man in the windbreaker frowned.

"It's really noisy."

"I feel like the scene needs to be cleared up before our next hello."

Immediately, his hand was placed on top of the host's head.

"What are you doing? Take your hands away!" Anyone who is held down like a watermelon feels uncomfortable. The cutest height difference also requires others to be willing, otherwise they will take advantage of their height to forcibly touch other people's heads. It is a great offense!

However, the next moment.

"boom!"

His head exploded like a smashed watermelon!

Everyone around was shocked!The photographer's hand holding the camera trembled, but there was no horrific bloody scene at all in the lens.Because. He shattered too fast, too densely, shattered and shattered, as if disintegrated out of thin air, only a vast mist of blood could be seen in the air.
"Don't shake, point the screen at me, and all the equipment will work as usual, otherwise, you will become like him, and you will become one with him in this air."

"Gudong."

This is the voice of the cameraman swallowing saliva, which is clearly audible.

However, even though he was terrified to death, he still quickly held the camera in his hand firmly in the air, cautiously, cautiously and respectfully, for fear that the mentality of fear would spread a little bit on his body surface, causing his body to become unstable and turning into a blood mist.

Melt into one.

That's right, this is really blending with those blood mist, he doesn't want to do that.

Everything in front of him made him lose the ability to think!Don't even dare to think about how he did it!Why is there such a terrifying ability!

"Well, that's right."

The man in the trench coat nodded with satisfaction.Dressed up, looking at the camera, showing a polite smile, and speaking like a gentleman.

"First of all, let me introduce myself first. My surname is Xiao, and my name is Wentian. You can call me, Emperor Wentian!"

In this sentence, there is an unparalleled arrogance!Even through the screen, you can feel a powerful coercion from him!

Obviously just an ordinary person, but at this moment, everyone watching the TV felt that this is a great emperor!Incomparable super strong!
It wasn't until a chuckle that this terrifying aura slowly dissipated.If it doesn't dissipate, the photographer in front of him will probably be overwhelmed by this momentum and fall to his knees.

"I have good news for you. After these few days of contact, I feel that your world is very interesting."

He spoke with a smile, the smile on his face was as warm as a spring breeze.

"Eligible to be my slave."

(End of this chapter)