What happened to the black control group on the entire network who knows XNUMX million skill points?

Yan Xin was slightly startled when he heard the system's words.

"Okay."

“But is it true that discounts are not allowed in virtual stores?”

[I currently do not have the authority to adjust store prices. 】

“It turns out the price can be adjusted.”

She got it.

The system didn't know what Yan Xin knew.

[I’m telling you, can you give me some energy? The merit points are not enough every time. 】

According to the communication and analysis within their system, Yan Xin is the most capable among their group of hosts, but her progress is the slowest.

Oh, yes, and the guy next door...

Yan Xin was very calm.

"Yes."

He didn't know when he was shot in the shoulder. He didn't feel it at all. After the virtual realm was broken, he felt pain in his shoulder.

If he breaks through the Void Realm any later, he might be beaten into a sieve.

Although he was hit by a bullet, Lu Mian's face looked a little pale and almost unchanged, and he even had the intention to joke with Yan Xin.

"I understand, I understand!" Xiao Ming, who has seen too much, already believes that anything can happen in this world.

Several people nodded.

Then, Xiao Ming was surprised to find that he was deep on the edge of the rooftop. As long as he took one more step forward, he would have a close contact with Mother Earth that would break him into pieces.

Isn't it just that a teacup appeared out of thin air...

Yan Xin took out the blood-stained mahogany sword.

"Didn't this just break?" Yingyue looked at the overly familiar teacup in Yan Xin's hand and didn't know what to say.

"Ah!" Yingyue screamed and pulled him down.

The fog around them also dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You didn't see anything." Yan Xin glanced at him lightly.

Yan Xin looked at the worn tea cup in his hand with a slightly subtle expression.

If I remember correctly...

"What is this?" Xiao Ming asked.

"Familiar?"

"Let someone from the special department come here, now."

"But I think my injury is real." Lu Mian said.

The compass in his hand flew out, and the teacup in his hand shattered as if it sensed something.

This little shock is nothing.

Yan Xin took out the compass and made a secret.

"This is the wonderful thing about metaphysics, you never know what will happen in the next second." Yan Xin played with the teacup and said calmly.

Yan Xin:......

"Things in the virtual realm are somewhat different from real things. In other words, how do you know that you are not in the virtual realm." Yan Xin said with a smile.

Already feeling scared.

Yan Xin handed Lu Mian to Xiao Ming.

The tea cup suddenly appeared in Yan Xin's hand, and Xiao Ming even thought he had made a mistake.

Lu Mian's situation was not much better.

It just shattered before their eyes.

[There is a high-end virtual store with a merit value of 20,000, but it’s a pity that you can’t afford it. 】

[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained a tea cup from two hundred years ago. The spiritual weapon level is assessed as low level. 】

"It's so permeable, Sister Xin, please don't scare us."

Lu Mian's current situation is very wrong, his appearance has fluctuated greatly...

The system is very rude.

"It's true." Yan Xin's expression was solemn.

"Third Young Master!"

As Yan Xin expected, Lu Mian fainted in the next second.

"Haven't I been collecting?"

"Don't rush."

"Send him to the hospital."

"Then Sister Xin, what are you going to do?"

"I'll go get the snake cauldron back."

With Lu Mian and the others, it would be difficult to get the Snake Cauldron back. "This..." Xiao Ming hesitated.

If Lu Mian knew that they left Yan Xin in this place, they would suffer a lot.

"The snake cauldron must be brought back. Just follow my arrangements and I'll be fine," Yan Xin said.

"it is good."

Liu Shaoqing's condition on the other side was not good either. He was seriously injured and there was almost no blood on his face.

"You are so embarrassed." A figure came out of nowhere and looked at him mockingly.

"We underestimated Yan Xin."

"I already said, if you like it, just do it. It's okay now."

"It's not too late now." Liu Shaoqing said with a slight smile.

"Tsk."

"Not to mention this, did Lu Mian use the things that person gave you?"

"Use it."

"That's good, that thing will definitely die soon if it doesn't have an extremely yin body."

"Don't talk too much. As far as I know, the Mu family is the one. I guess she is very willing." The man said.

"Let Mu take care of his daughter, or else he will be exposed." Liu Shaoqing sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, a mahogany sword pierced the sky and flew directly towards them.

The peach wood sword was not sharp, but it still made a cut for Liu Shaoqing.

"Yan Xin, how dare you come here by yourself!" The man next to Liu Shaoqing was in disbelief.

"Come and get something." Yan Xin looked at them calmly.

"Is it your fault that the Yan family went bankrupt?" the man said.

"It's a pity for you. Maybe you can try this."

Yan Xin snapped his fingers, and a stream of flames hit the two of them.

"Are you a monk?"

"No, I am a cultivator."

What kind of ascetic can ascend?

The man seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Yan Xin with fear in his eyes.

"What's your relationship with Qinghe?"

"Qinghe?" Yan Xin's eyes narrowed slightly, and a long sword appeared in her hand. She stared at the two of them dangerously, with murderous intent, and did not answer their questions directly.

"Give me the stuff."

"What you want is not in our hands, and according to the laws of this world, you can't kill us." Liu Shaoqing was very calm.

"Ordinary people can't, but you can still do it." Yan Xin's lips curved slightly.

Suddenly, firelight lingered, surrounding the two people.

"If you like the virtual realm so much, go in and enjoy it."

As she finished speaking, the two living people disappeared out of thin air.

The system next to me no longer knew what to say.

It found that it seemed to underestimate the host.

It has never known what Yan Xin's trump card is.

[Who are you, Qing He, to see you so excited? 】

"It's my master." Yan Xin said.

That old man with a very weird temper.

The promised cultivator, the ascetic

This was his name before he left the mortal world.

Speaking of which, Yan Xin had never heard anyone call him that.

【Is he still alive? 】

"I thought he was dead." Yan Xin's face was calm.

But her inner emotions were actually not calm.

In the previous life, like her, he was struck to death by lightning.

The kind that can't even find the bones.

[Then he’s not dead now, isn’t that a good thing? 】

"Maybe."

In fact, what the system said was correct, but she didn't know what was hidden in it for the time being.

But she was very sure that her master was dead, but why did she hear his old man's name here...

(End of this chapter)