The Wicked Cultivation Game

Chapter 585 Please respect yourself (710, add more for Rich World [17120])

At this moment, everyone more or less felt that Tiandan Zhiyuanwu had changed.

Be it mentality or thoughts.

It wasn't until Zhiyuanwu, who ate a fifth of it, and retched on the ground in pain, that the captain of the army went over and patted her on the back.

Eat slowly.

Captain Wu didn't tell Tiandan Zhiyuanwu not to eat, nor asked her why she did it, but told her to eat it slowly.

Yes, take your time, no one can become fat in one sitting.

As long as you have this determination and start to change, the future will definitely become better.

Tiandan Zhiyuanwu vomited for a while, feeling better, and nodded to Captain Chaowu.

She has fallen too far, and she can only make up for it with diligence.

Others need to use life and death to improve their strength. She just needs to open her mouth to eat, and she can get it. This is already a gift from heaven.

Having experienced the two ordeals in Gu Yue Village and Qingsi County, she is more able to understand the hardships of the world.

Players can be hypocritical for a while, but they cannot be hypocritical for a lifetime.

Unless you retreat, the problems in front of you will always exist if you don't solve them.

Without strength, one can only be shrouded in a strange haze forever!

Retiring is naturally the choice of most players after understanding this truth.

And outside, there was indeed a large number of withdrawals, and the number of players dropped sharply.

But Tiandan Zhiyuanwu will not retreat, if the feeling before dying is not wrong.

So a game where death in the game will cause accidents in reality, she believes that it is not that simple.

Tiandan Zhiyuanwu found that she could understand the tail more and more.

Obviously after investigating that kind of thing, the tail that is most likely to retreat, but instead deepens the game, cultivates hard in the Extreme Ice Sect, and even has less time to go to class.

Even every time Tiandan Zhiyuanwu went to chat with Weiwei, Weiwei opened and closed his mouth, it was some kind of cultivation, pondering the difficulties of martial arts.

Back then Tiandan Zhiyuanwu didn't understand, but now...she really understands.

Dancing dance...

Jing Yan was a little astonished, could it be that she also...

After Jing Yan discovered the truth of the game, he was thrown into prison.

If you want to eat a meal now, you need to improve the character's strength first, otherwise, if you eat a meal a day, this is the rhythm of starving to death!

However, the [joint association] does not allow him to disclose any of these things at all, otherwise the consequences are very likely to be dealt with by Kacha.

So even if Jing Yan saw the change in Tiandan Zhiyuanwu, he didn't say anything.

Let's sweep the snow before the door first!

When he woke up, Master Han was gone, Little Xuedou was gone, and Brother Ye suddenly ran away for no reason.

Especially Xiao Xuedou, that really made Jing Yan feel so distressed that he almost cried.

Lost my fight! !

He didn't have much combat effectiveness, and his foundation was terrible. Fang Yue looked at him differently by relying on his studio, and became a humanoid camera.

The photography skills are getting better and better, but it doesn't improve the strength at all.

Jing Yan really regretted it.

He needs to know that this game is so volatile, he's just playing ass photography!

Triumph! Photography, you will only affect the speed of my sword swing! !

At that time in Gu Yue Village, he had so many opportunities to develop and enhance his strength.

But no, he was only thinking about making money, thinking about developing the studio, so many opportunities were missed before his eyes, and only hunting skills were barely mixed.

At first, times were turning, and with the little blood fight given by the blood hunter, it felt like a wave of Wuhu took off, but it turned out that it was not halfway, and the plane crashed at the airport.

Nothing, nothing, I have nothing.

Jing Yan's face turned pale. At this moment, he wanted to change his skin and become a girl, a female character.

At least in this way, she can still rely on her beauty, maybe she can make a living.

Now, there is nothing left...

Xiao Xuedou is gone, Mr. Han is gone, and he is gone too.

How can I become stronger?

How can I survive?

How can I have enough food??

The three questions in life overwhelmed Jing Yan himself.

After all, he is not Tiandan Zhiyuanwu, he doesn't have that talent, he doesn't have that luck, and he has no way to become stronger.

From this point of view, Jing Yan is almost envious of Zhiyuan Wu, at least when others make mistakes, there is a shortcut to get back from the wrong way.

To him, all roads lead to the cliff, if you don't jump, you will die, if you jump, you will die!

Jing Yan moved his eyes slowly, looking at the only person in the audience who could save him and Shui Sheng.

Brother Qingchen! Uncle Qingchen! Papa Qingchen!!

Jing Yan rushed to Qingchen's side without any morals, and grabbed his hand, with tears in his eyes.

In the early morning, he was so frightened that he shivered, and almost spilled the ashes of Xiao Xuedou in his hand.

You, what are you doing?

Brother Qingchen, you must save Xiaoxuedou! My wealth and life are all on you! From now on, whether I eat delicious food or starve to death in prison, it's all up to you!!

Worth! ?

In the morning, I was taken aback just now, but now I am trembling with fright.

You, are you a murderer?

...Uh, no, no, I just snatched the lollipop from little loli.

In the early morning, his face darkened: Then what prison are you in?

Isn't it like sitting in prison now? Look at the heavy rain outside, and then look at our current situation, so, Brother Qingchen, hurry up, find a way to save Xiao Xuedou! Please, bang bang bang , I kowtow to you!

As he said that, Jing Yan also came up with some onomatopoeia, not really kowtowing, obviously just joking.

His face turned black in the morning.

Trapped in the Qing Division, I was trapped in the Qing Division. You said you were in prison, so scared that I thought you were some kind of social big brother!

Shaking Jing Yan's hand away, he carefully knocked the bone powder of Xiaoxue Dou into the small transparent bottle in the early morning, and then looked at Jing Yan speechlessly.

Jing Yan, do you think I'm a god? What happened to Xiao Xuedou? He almost lost his bones. It took me a lot of effort to get Captain Wu back to the bone powder, let alone resurrection. I collected Xiao Xue Dou's bone meal is for research and data preservation, not something that has the ability to revive Xiao Xuedou, you have misunderstood.

Jing Yan burst into tears.

My little Xuedou, the little Xuedou I depend on for life...then is there a way to transplant the power of the little Xuedou to me? The requirements are not high, just help me break through the [mortal] realm!

Jing Yan was still crying one second, and grabbed Qing Chen's hand the next second, looking at Qing Chen pitifully and full of expectation.

... In this regard, maybe it can be done, maybe it can't be done. I have to think about whether it is feasible. But when I research the theory, the failure rate is probably very high in practice. If you don't mind being an experimental subject, I will I really want to practice my hands.

Jing Yan: ...

Good morning!

He looks talented, but he turns out to be a wicked, ungrateful villain in his heart! !

I, Jing Yan, even if I starved to death, jumped out of the house, and was drenched to death by the night rain, I would never be your experimental subject!

However, if it succeeds, the Little Blood Fight, which contains the power of Master Guohan, will be integrated into your body, and at least it will have the strength of the innate realm, although the hope of success is slim.

poof.

Jing Yan knelt down directly.

Brother Qingchen, may I ask you to have less experimental subjects? You have been the king of rice for more than 20 years, and you came here uninvited! Please don't pity me and shoot me!!

early morning:……