The Wicked Cultivation Game

Chapter 496 The Importance of Choice (410, Autumn Subscription)

Everything was so understated, enemies at the same level were hacked to death as if it was a joke.

innate!

Brother Ye was definitely lying to me just now, he is definitely a congenital martial artist!

When did the players become so powerful?

I was really shocked in the early morning when I basically didn't read the forum.

The speed at which this combat power increases is too fast.

This game has only been opened for a little over a month, and someone has reached the innate realm?

Brother Ye, if you have any secrets to upgrade, please teach me. Although I concentrate on scientific research and development, if there is any shortcut to improve my strength, I don't mind it.

Fang Yue glanced at him.

Are you talented?

I can [speed read]!

……what?

It means that when reading the text of a book, it can be read quickly at several times the speed.

……anything else?

Gone.

Then there is no shortcut, let's practice qigong honestly.

Raising his hand and hacking the jailer to death with a knife, Fang Yue looked around.

In the cells next to each other, sat a group of ragged, sallow and emaciated people.

There are a group of people in a similar situation sitting in each cell. They seem to have been imprisoned for a long time, and they are all extremely haggard and trembling.

Brother Ye, are you saying that if I have other talents, I can have the opportunity to overtake on a curve?

Well, I have a friend who has the talent to increase her attributes by eating. If she is willing to eat more and work hard every day, not to mention surpassing me, she will still have no problem keeping up with me. Unfortunately...

That's a good relationship. Introduce her to me. I'll study how to strip out the talents of refugees... Occupational diseases, occupational diseases, Brother Ye, don't look at me like that...

snort!

Fang Yue snorted coldly, raised her hand and cut off the iron lock of the iron prison in front of her with a knife.

when.

The iron lock shattered.

You are free, if you want to survive, find a way to escape yourself.

After leaving such a sentence, Fang Yue didn't care about their reaction, and went to open other locks.

After the other people's locks were unlocked, Fang Yue found that there was still no prisoner who dared to come out of the cell.

Shaking her head slightly, Fang Yue said to Qingchen, Take me to the next cell.

Yes Yes……

The question of talent mentioned in the early morning reminded Fang Yue of one thing.

That is, the game watches worn by all their players are actually made on the basis of [Sly Thread], becoming a bridge connecting the two.

So... what is the lucky gift bag?

Is it the gift left in the game watch by [Cheater]'s Tengli Group? improve? Or... the lucky gift bag in the game is actually his own natural ability?

No...it shouldn't be that simple.

Fang Yue thought that when she bought the lucky gift bag, the parchment specially asked her to buy a game watch with a specific number. Only by standing in a certain position and ranking can she receive that game watch and... activate the lucky gift bag!

Look at it this way, talent is the function of the gaming watch.

But if you think about it carefully, it may be a collision and combination between different individuals in the game watch [Spooky Line] and different individual humans.

After all, [Strange Lines] are all unique, and the human body is also unique, so it is unknown what effect it will have in the end.

No, Tengli Group should know something, otherwise it wouldn't have offered the lucky gift bag as a selling point.

It seems that if you want to know the truth of the matter, you can only go to the people of Tengli Group to ask, and that is the territory of [fraudsters]. Generally speaking, members of [Joint Alliance] want to avoid suspicion and try to avoid contact with [fraudsters] contacted by] organizations.

When Fang Yue thought of this, another group of guards rushed in from outside the No. 1 cell.

You wait here.

Letting Qingchen stay where he was, Fang Yue rushed in alone.

This time, the guards seemed to be using ice-type and water-type martial arts, as if they thought they could compete against Fang Yue.

The result was that when the two-meter-long fire knife was swung open and closed, a cloud of water mist was raised.

When the mist dissipated, there were already corpses on the ground.

Okay, that's great!

Young master... this young master, please save us, please save us!

Seeing that Fang Yue was so brave and killed all the guards in front of them, the prisoners who were afraid to come out of their cells finally spoke up.

But Fang Yue has no time to control them.

He was anxious to find out the whereabouts of Master Han and Lin Ling.

Who knows why he would meet the man in the bull-head mask and the man in the horse-head mask. These two strong men had unfathomable strength, and Fang Yue avoided them whenever he could.

So the top priority is to find someone, rescue him, and run away immediately.

Ignoring the prisoners' cries for help, Fang Yue asked Qingchen to follow, and rushed in the direction of Cell No. 2.

Seeing Fang Yue's reaction, the prisoners who stayed in the cell immediately panicked.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, many people rushed out of the cell and followed Fang Yue.

Seeing that someone was taking the lead, the others followed suit with courage emerging from nowhere.

There were only a few people, trembling their bodies, looking at the departing people with resentful eyes, as if cursing.

Run away! Run away! It's not the first time I've escaped! Don't you guys know what will happen to the one who escaped? No one can escape! No one can escape!!

This group of people seemed to have been tortured out of Stockholm syndrome. They didn't have the courage to escape, and they couldn't see the kindness of others. They cursed those who escaped with resentment for accidents. It's just the tears streaming down from the corners of their eyes, and the trembling posture of squatting on the ground with their arms around each other, which seems to be telling silently that they actually want to muster up the courage to escape from this endless hell like everyone else.

However, everyone has their own choice, and when making a choice, one has to bear the consequences.

About half an hour later, the ground suddenly shook violently.

Amidst their puzzled expressions, there was the sound of trampling footsteps outside the cell.

The prisoners who were shrunk in their cells and dared not come out raised their heads towards the door, and their pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw a mouth showing fangs, a small bloody red stone shining on its forehead, a strange dog with a big head and a small body, standing quietly at the door, scanning the crowd.

Strange, weird?!

Blood level is weird?!

how come?!

Help, help!!

Amidst the screams of the prisoners, the blood-level weird little blood fight, like a gust of blood, swept across the entire No. 1 cell.

When it came out of the cell again, it happened to take a mouthful of the half-mutilated corpse hanging by its mouth, ate it in one gulp, sniffed its nose, quickly found a direction, and ran forward.

And behind the blood-level weird little blood fight...

A strange spout of a huge pot is imprisoning a screaming human being in the huge pot, making the whining sound of boiling water.

A huge black ball rolled over all the guards blocking the road like a meat egg, leaving behind flat corpses all over the place.

More weird ones scrambled out from the corners, some crawled on the ground, some climbed on the walls, and some climbed on the ceiling, like zombies coming out of cages, all the weird and crazy attacks could see all living humans.

The entire stronghold fell into chaos.

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