Chapter: 290
Then, Zhang Yuanqing changed out the torn clothes, unscrewed the doorknob, pretended to go to the toilet at night, and took a shower in the bathroom.
Washing away the stains and blood stains seemed to have washed away fatigue and minor injuries. Zhang Yuanqing was refreshed. With the powerful vitality of Ye Youshen, as long as the injuries were not fatal, or missing arms or legs, he did not need treatment.
Back in the room, he sat at the table, closed his eyes, and replayed today's battle.
"With my current means, it's not a problem for one person to single out three level 3 walkers. Well, the red shoes single out one, the ghost bride singles out three, the Elvis speaker controls the field, and the little teaser plays as a support.
"It's a pity that the bloodthirsty blade and the crouching pestle don't have self-awareness, so they can't deal with the enemy by themselves."
Open your eyes, open your notebook, and log in to the official database.
Zhang Yuanqing entered in the search box: Origin of the Spirit Realm.
There are dozens of search results, but they are all guesses by official travellers. They are more reliable. They guess that the spirit world is a product of alien civilization, or a technology left over from prehistoric civilization.
Those who are unreliable think that the spiritual world is a real parallel world, and plausibly talked about their own experience:
During a dungeon, he had a relationship with a warm and cheerful lady, and he couldn't help but give them all. The lady welcomed him happily, and there was no difference between the experience and the reality.
Therefore, the spiritual world is a real parallel world.
"Ma De, look at it, the content has changed, no, it has turned yellow, why hasn't this kind of post been edited." Zhang Yuanqing reluctantly quit the database.
The searched posts are all the wild guesses of the official travellers. The organization has not given any endorsement, and the official opinion on this matter cannot be found.
In this case, either the official has no relevant research, or he has insufficient authority.
I can only wait for my promotion in the future to think about this matter. Now, what I have to deal with is the questioning of the Taiyi Sect; the search for Hei Wuchang; revenge on Xiahou Tianyuan, the grandson of the turtle. Zhang Yuanqing left the table and was about to sleep.
At this time, the Elvis speaker placed in the drawer made a "sizzling" electric sound.
Is it going to sing, or is it going to play the audio of the porn? Zhang Yuanqing was startled, stopped, and opened the drawer. At the same time, a hoarse and low voice came from the speaker of the Elvis Presley speaker:
"I just finished a single-person spiritual realm today, and the background is the Ming Dynasty. I learned a strange phenomenon from it. They actually obtained extraordinary power in the form of cultivation. Is this simply a background design, or is there another reason?"
"Forget it, I don't want to think about it. I'm already level 3. I can be promoted to a saint when I go through the first killing dungeon. I haven't found a way to break the restriction yet. I hope that the saint realm can be rewarded."
This is Zhang Yuanqing's pupil shrinking, the voice of the Demon Lord.
He held his breath and listened intently.
"Not joining the official is the biggest mistake. The single-player spiritual realm of Yeyoushen is too difficult. There is no dungeon strategy. A-level spiritual realm can make people's scalp tingle. The death rate of S-level is as high as 90%. I don't know if there is a more difficult dungeon. Level, forget it, anyway, I can't join the official, and I can't pass the general physical examination.
"I heard that the female marshal of the White Tiger Army has repeatedly cleared the S-level in the extraordinary stage and the saint stage. She is such an awesome woman. I want to sleep with her."
No, you can't sleep with her, and Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help complaining when you were questioned later.
It turns out that the Marshal of the White Tiger Army was already a Marshal when the Demon Lord was in the extraordinary stage, so how old is she now?
"The female marshal is the peak spirit walker. It's too far away, it can be a lofty goal, but the most important thing now is to be down-to-earth. I have to hunt evil professions. If I don't have reputation points, I can't do anything to the lawful camp spirit walkers. Ten lawful occupations must be killed every month, this is my task"
"This month's performance is still one short. Today, I captured a wooden demon from the Hundred Flowers Society. Tsk tsk, she is skinny and tender. She said she would trade her body in exchange for her survival. I think performance is more important."
"The Wooden Demon from the Hundred Flowers Club is so moist, she is a stunner. In exchange, I didn't kill her. Hey, you have to be honest."
Be honest with you Mahler Gobi! Zhang Yuanqing frowned when he heard this.
Only then did he truly realize why Yuan Ting of the Taiyi Sect said that the demon king was a fallen night wandering god. JrNovels.com
Washing away the stains and blood stains seemed to have washed away fatigue and minor injuries. Zhang Yuanqing was refreshed. With the powerful vitality of Ye Youshen, as long as the injuries were not fatal, or missing arms or legs, he did not need treatment.
Back in the room, he sat at the table, closed his eyes, and replayed today's battle.
"With my current means, it's not a problem for one person to single out three level 3 walkers. Well, the red shoes single out one, the ghost bride singles out three, the Elvis speaker controls the field, and the little teaser plays as a support.
"It's a pity that the bloodthirsty blade and the crouching pestle don't have self-awareness, so they can't deal with the enemy by themselves."
Open your eyes, open your notebook, and log in to the official database.
Zhang Yuanqing entered in the search box: Origin of the Spirit Realm.
There are dozens of search results, but they are all guesses by official travellers. They are more reliable. They guess that the spirit world is a product of alien civilization, or a technology left over from prehistoric civilization.
Those who are unreliable think that the spiritual world is a real parallel world, and plausibly talked about their own experience:
During a dungeon, he had a relationship with a warm and cheerful lady, and he couldn't help but give them all. The lady welcomed him happily, and there was no difference between the experience and the reality.
Therefore, the spiritual world is a real parallel world.
"Ma De, look at it, the content has changed, no, it has turned yellow, why hasn't this kind of post been edited." Zhang Yuanqing reluctantly quit the database.
The searched posts are all the wild guesses of the official travellers. The organization has not given any endorsement, and the official opinion on this matter cannot be found.
In this case, either the official has no relevant research, or he has insufficient authority.
I can only wait for my promotion in the future to think about this matter. Now, what I have to deal with is the questioning of the Taiyi Sect; the search for Hei Wuchang; revenge on Xiahou Tianyuan, the grandson of the turtle. Zhang Yuanqing left the table and was about to sleep.
At this time, the Elvis speaker placed in the drawer made a "sizzling" electric sound.
Is it going to sing, or is it going to play the audio of the porn? Zhang Yuanqing was startled, stopped, and opened the drawer. At the same time, a hoarse and low voice came from the speaker of the Elvis Presley speaker:
"I just finished a single-person spiritual realm today, and the background is the Ming Dynasty. I learned a strange phenomenon from it. They actually obtained extraordinary power in the form of cultivation. Is this simply a background design, or is there another reason?"
"Forget it, I don't want to think about it. I'm already level 3. I can be promoted to a saint when I go through the first killing dungeon. I haven't found a way to break the restriction yet. I hope that the saint realm can be rewarded."
This is Zhang Yuanqing's pupil shrinking, the voice of the Demon Lord.
He held his breath and listened intently.
"Not joining the official is the biggest mistake. The single-player spiritual realm of Yeyoushen is too difficult. There is no dungeon strategy. A-level spiritual realm can make people's scalp tingle. The death rate of S-level is as high as 90%. I don't know if there is a more difficult dungeon. Level, forget it, anyway, I can't join the official, and I can't pass the general physical examination.
"I heard that the female marshal of the White Tiger Army has repeatedly cleared the S-level in the extraordinary stage and the saint stage. She is such an awesome woman. I want to sleep with her."
No, you can't sleep with her, and Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help complaining when you were questioned later.
It turns out that the Marshal of the White Tiger Army was already a Marshal when the Demon Lord was in the extraordinary stage, so how old is she now?
"The female marshal is the peak spirit walker. It's too far away, it can be a lofty goal, but the most important thing now is to be down-to-earth. I have to hunt evil professions. If I don't have reputation points, I can't do anything to the lawful camp spirit walkers. Ten lawful occupations must be killed every month, this is my task"
"This month's performance is still one short. Today, I captured a wooden demon from the Hundred Flowers Society. Tsk tsk, she is skinny and tender. She said she would trade her body in exchange for her survival. I think performance is more important."
"The Wooden Demon from the Hundred Flowers Club is so moist, she is a stunner. In exchange, I didn't kill her. Hey, you have to be honest."
Be honest with you Mahler Gobi! Zhang Yuanqing frowned when he heard this.
Only then did he truly realize why Yuan Ting of the Taiyi Sect said that the demon king was a fallen night wandering god. JrNovels.com
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