Chapter 93: Count the harvest
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Lu Ming is like a wind, very fast, and shows the dragon snake step to the extre. Although it is only a yellow-level inferior footwork, but under the explosion of Lu Ming's powerful true energy, the speed is still very fast.
Just a few minutes, I saw the figure of the young man with a nose collapsed.
Hearing the wind, the young man who collapsed his nose looked back, almost not scared.
How can it be so fast? Was Zheng Gan killed? He thought that Zheng Qian could at least resist a hundred and eighty moves.
"Ah! Ah! Don't co!"
The nose collapsed young man running wildly, yelling wildly in his mouth.
But Lu Ming's distance with him continued to narrow.
The nose collapsed youth cannot escape.
thump!
At this mont, the young man who collapsed his nose suddenly stopped, then turned around, fell to his knees with a plop, and moved in one go.
"Please, please dont kill , as long as you let
go, I wont say a word about todays affairs."
The young man with a nose collapsed yelled non-stop.
"Why should I believe you?"
Lu Ming sneered in the corner of his mouth, said.
"I can swear, I swear, absolutely don't say it, if I say it, it will make
die!"
The nose-sucking young man swore by the sky.
"Okay, I can give you a chance."
Lu Ming suddenly smiled coldly, and then kicked out.
bump!
This kick kicked directly on Dan Tian, the young man who collapsed his nose, kicking off his cyclone.
"Ah! You abandoned my cultivation, didn't you say you would give
a chance?"
The nose collapsed young man scread.
"Relax, will give you a chance."
Lu Ming grabbed the neck of the collapsed young man and walked towards the extinct volcano like a chicken.
Soon, ca to the place where the war was just now.
At this ti, there is no one left among those who picked up the stone.
"You... what are you trying to do?"
Asked the young man who collapsed his nose.
"It's very simple, you go forward and go to explore the way, but the already explored road, you are not allowed to go, go to the other side."
Lu Ming pointed in the direction of the extinct volcano, faintly.
In an instant, the nose-folding youth's face was pale and his voice trembled, saying: "Isn't the road leading to the extinct volcano already explored? Why do you want
to explore the road? No, I don't go."
"Don't you like to ask soone to help you find the way? Now I want you to try it yourself, you can go, then I will send you to reunite with your brothers and sisters."
Lu Ming's long gun waved, his gun burst out, and a cold murderous opportunity shrouded the young man with a collapsed nose.
"No, no, you can't do this to , there are crises, I will die, there is no life, I beg you, let
go."
The young man with a nose collapsed, sweating and sweating, his body trembling.
Especially when he rembered the tragic phenona of those stone pickers who were burned to death, he shuddered.
Before, he watched others go to find the way. He was gloating over him, high above him, like seeing a ants dying and struggling, without any trace of compassion.
When it is his turn now, he is more terrified than anyone else.
"This is your only chance. My patience is limited. I count three tis. After three tis, if you don't go, you don't have to go."
Lu Ming's voice was extrely cold.
What is more pleasant to deal with such a person than to treat his own body with his own way?
"One!"
"two!"
"I go, I go!"
When Lu Ming was about to report three, the young man who collapsed his nose finally could not bear the pressure, yelled, and then shook his body, stepping forward step by step.
The farther he went, the more trembling his body was. When he walked more than 100 ters, a stench ca out, and he actually scared his urine.
Chant!
Suddenly, a burst of gas rushed out of his feet.
The soul of the young man who collapsed his nose flew out of the sky, shouted, and fell straight down.
Lu Ming frowned, walked up and looked, suddenly speechless.
The young man with a nose collapsed with a sullen face, without the slightest breath, was actually scared to death, and was scared to death by a rush of heat.
Lu Ming shook his head, and then went back to clean up the loot.
These are disciples of the Ten Fangjian School. There must be a lot of valuable things on their body, and Lu Ming will not miss them.
While searching for loot, they devoured their blood.
After searching, Lu Ming exited from here, returned to the outer area, and then entered the Supre Temple to begin refining essence blood.
Now Lu Ming's cultivation practice has reached the eighth level of the martial artist, so the blood of martial arts below the eighth level of the martial artist has little effect on him.
Only those with more than eighth grade of martial arts can have so help.
After refining all the essential blood of the disciples of the Shifangjian School, Lu Ming's cultivation practice has been improved to a certain extent, but it is not very large. There is still a certain distance from the middle of the martial arts. After refining the refined blood, Lu Ming began to count the loot.
When the hand moved, two storage rings appeared.
Among the disciples of the Ten Faction Swords, two of them possessed storage rings, which was a surprise.
One cos from Zheng Qian, and one cos from the young man of the warrior Jiu Zhong.
After a mont of thought, a pile of things appeared in the Supre Temple.
First of all, Lu Ming started counting from the silver ticket.
"Why is this so?"
After counting, Lu Ming frowned slightly.
Twenty dozen disciples of Fangjian sent their silver tickets together for a total of more than four million two.
More than four million two silvers, it looks like a lot, but it depends on where it ca from.
A dozen or so disciples of the Ten Fangjian School have at least six levels of martial arts. On average, each of them is less than 200,000, which is very rare.
After thinking about it, Lu Ming was relieved again.
Very normal, just like him, the extra silver is converted into contribution points, and then exchanged for useful resources to improve their strength.
Most of the disciples of the Shifangjian faction are also like this, leaving so spare silver on their bodies, and others are exchanged.
Packing the silver ticket, Lu Ming looked at sothing else.
So scattered dicines were worthless, Lu Ming piled them aside, and finally, his eyes fell on several books.
"Crazy Wave Slash
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