Martial Arts: Begin a Life Simulator

　　After resting for a while, Huang Rong stood up from the ground where she was sitting.

　　After removing all the disguise on her face, and begging for a water bottle from Lin Jingzhe, Huang Rong revealed her original appearance: "I'm not actually called Huang Mu, my name is Huang Rong."

　　After washing her face, Huang Rong lowered her head and explained to Lin Jingzhe.

　　While explaining, she couldn't help but secretly turned her face sideways, peeking at Lin Jingzhe's expression.

　　"understood."

　　Lin Jingzhe took out a piece of jerky and chewed it. This trip to the central area made Lin Jingzhe realize the dangers of this world.

　　Lin Jingzhe knew about Huang Rong's transformation, so he just replied calmly.

　　Then eat jerky, and medicinal herbs.

　　Knowing the dangers in this world, Lin Jingzhe naturally wanted to seize all the time to improve his strength.

　　If it weren't for the fact that he was still on the road, he wouldn't know much about the current situation of Zhenguocheng.

　　Lin Jingzhe had probably turned on the life simulation system long ago, and then performed simulations to improve his strength.

　　"¨¨Brother Lin, don't you blame me?"

　　After confessing everything to Lin Jingzhe, Huang Rong lowered her head a little nervously.

　　Originally, she thought that Lin Jingzhe would be more or less angry, but in the end, she found that Lin Jingzhe was still the same as usual, and he didn't care about anything.

　　This made Huang Rong's heart fall at the same time.

　　Also a little lost.

　　Lin Jingzhe's blandness shows two things, either she has already been seen through, or Lin Jingzhe doesn't care about her existence at all.

　　compared to the second one.

　　Huang Rong is hope is the first.

　　"Go and call Dongfang Invincible for me."

　　After eating the jerky, he poured a few more pills and swallowed it. Lin Jingzhe looked at Huang Rong, who was a little depressed, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

　　Now that he was almost at Zhenguocheng, Lin Jingzhe should also get rid of the possessed guys who had sneaked into the team along the way.

　　For three days, except for the questionable warrior who entered the team on the first day.

　　In the past few days, Lu Lu (good money) has continued to come to three martial artists who were possessed by the light group.

　　There are now four spies in the entire team.

　　"Oh well."

　　She lowered her head in despair, Huang Rong couldn't help but feel irritable in her heart.

　　She had searched in the team for the past few days, but she couldn't find her father Huang Yaoshi.

　　She was in a low mood from the beginning, but because of what happened just now, she was caught up in her thoughts, so that when Lin Jingzhe called her, it took a while for Huang Rong to react: "I'll go right now."

　　. . . . . .

　　"Tell me, how to cooperate."

　　The old black devil looked at the three people beside him helplessly.

　　Originally, after he fell in love with Lin Jingzhe, he decided to control Lin Jingzhe when the time was right.

　　But what he didn't expect was that the several spiritual clans who descended near Lin Jingzhe like him at the beginning also caught up from behind.

　　He used to hunt alone before, but now he has become the prey of several people.group.

Chapter 210

　　In this way, the probability that they can successfully control the native after they take action becomes much higher.

　　But when the interests are finally divided, don't think about it, conflicts are bound to happen.

　　"Of course it depends on the amount of effort."

　　The words of the old black demon were just asked, and while a spiritual tribe occupied a female warrior, he took the lead in expressing his opinion: "This is the most fair."

　　"But how is the contribution divided?"

　　As soon as the female Spirit Race finished speaking, another monk-like man on the side questioned: "Don't everyone say that they have contributed a lot, what should I do?"

　　"Okay, stop arguing, now we haven't even caught that native."

　　"It's too early to say these things."

　　Hei Mo Laodao listened to the voice of his companions getting more and more aggressive, and he couldn't help frowning.

　　What kind of level the native's strength has reached, few of them are not clear about these things, so in the eyes of the old black devil.

　　The most important thing right now is to first figure out Lin Jingzhe's strength. As for other things, it is empty talk now.

　　"Humph!"

　　Hearing the old black devil's words, the two people who had just argued snorted to each other, and then turned their heads.

　　Although they were a little unconvinced, they also understood that what the old black devil said was right.

　　Now that they have just descended on this land, their strength has only recovered the tip of the iceberg.

　　With the four of them, it is indeed a very difficult thing to control Lin Jingzhe under the protection of so many natives.

　　But to be able to come to this martial arts trial ground, they are without exception the most talented group of people in each sect.

　　And most of them have deep backgrounds.

　　Therefore, they have all kinds of hole cards in their hands.

　　But how many trump cards to deploy is something worth considering.

　　"Okay, the food is going to be distributed over there."

　　"We'll discuss this after we've eaten."

　　Looking at the few Spirit Races around him, they looked like they didn't trust anyone.

　　Old Black Demon shook his head.

　　Hearing the bell rang for the food, the Dark Lord stood up from the stone he was sitting on.

　　Looking at several of his companions, he couldn't help but flash a stern light in his eyes.

　　At this moment, he had the idea of ​​killing a few people and enjoying the native.

　　And this idea, after it came out of the old black devil's mind, became more and more intense.

　　. . . . . .

　　"one by one."

　　"Everyone line up and eat quickly after receiving the food."

　　"After half an hour, we will continue on our way."

　　Several cauldrons were placed on the edge of the creek in the woods.

　　All kinds of prey returned by the hunting warriors were cut up and thrown into the cauldron and boiled into a pot of meat porridge.

　　Although it doesn't look very good, the aroma of the meat porridge makes the warriors who escaped from the central area salivate.

　　Dongfang Invincible was sent by Lin Jingzhe to maintain order. While talking to everyone about the next itinerary, he kept his eyes on the old black demons who had just returned from time to time.

　　'There is actually a descendant infiltrating the team. '

　　'If Lin Zhenshou hadn't found out, it would be really hard for these people to notice the difference. "

　　I observed a few people from time to time, Dongfang was undefeated, and it took a while to see a slight difference in their bodies.

　　Several people's eyes have problems.

　　After escaping from the central region this time, most of the people faced this crisis with a worried look.

　　A lot of people even looked a little sluggish.

　　But those four people were obviously different from those around them.

　　There was no worry in their eyes, no frustration in their faces.

　　Even Dongfang Invincible sensed a trace of joy called subtle joy from them.

　　To be honest, if it wasn't for Lin Jingzhe's reminder, it would be impossible for Dongfang Invincible to notice such a small thing.

　　Watching a few people bring bamboo bowls over.

　　The corner of Dongfang Invincible's mouth, Weiwei, held up an arc.

　　'How is this porridge? '

　　'I tried it, no poison. '

　　The four of Black Demon Laodao made porridge, then walked to one side and sat up on a stone.

　　The four communicated with each other using telephony.

　　"Bang, bang, bang..."

　　Just after drinking the porridge in their hands, the few people who were still chatting and laughing suddenly felt their bodies stiff.

　　Then they can no longer mobilize the spiritual energy or internal force in their bodies.

　　The bamboo bowl in his hand fell to the ground uncontrollably.

　　"There is no poison in the porridge, there is something wrong with the edge of this bamboo bowl."

　　Weak, lying on the ground, the old black devil couldn't help showing a bit of bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

　　He never imagined that his group, the elites from the spiritual world, would fall into the hands of a group of indigenous people in the end.

　　'No matter what happens for a while, no one is allowed to admit their identity. '

　　Seeing that Lin Jingzhe was already walking towards him in the distance, the old black demon lowered his voice.

　　At the same time, he secretly moved his natal weapon hidden in his brain, preparing to attack Lin Jingzhe when necessary.