Looking at the decadent young son Yu, who was already a cripple, Wang Chao mercilessly twisted his neck and threw the corpse aside.

At this point, Young Master Yu, died.

Except for Bai Xiaosheng, all the dragon heads of the Qinglong Club were destroyed.

Wang Chao finally glanced at the corpse of Gong Ziyu on the ground, put away his long sword indifferently, turned it into a folding fan, and walked slowly down the mountain.

A breeze blows.

The strong smell of blood dissipated.

There are corpses mocking Tiangong disciples everywhere, as well as the dragon-headed son Yu, who has always been mysterious in the eyes of the world.

It's just that now that he has no mask, will anyone know that he is the dragon head?

And the rest of the dragon heads under the gravel.

They were buried in this Jiuli Mountain, and it was considered a return to their hometown. It was better than dying in a foreign country.

Wang Chao's figure gradually drifted away, Su Xinghe and Xue Muhua also recovered from their shock and quickly followed.

Before leaving, he naturally didn't forget to take another look at that Young Master Yu.

During his lifetime, he was famous on the rivers and lakes, but after his death it was so miserable.

They shook their heads involuntarily, and looked at Wang Chaochao again with only admiration and awe in their eyes.

After walking down Jiuli Mountain, Wang Chao did not choose to return immediately, but found an inn in the city to stay and rest.

When he fought with a few dragon heads and the young master Yu before, he gained a lot of insights, especially when it comes to Wanjian Guizong.

Three days passed in a flash.

Wang Chao has not come out since he entered the guest room. Naturally, it is impossible for Su Xinghe and Xue Muhua to urge him to rest. The master and apprentice will go around the city and feel the customs and customs here.

in the room.

Wang Chao, who was meditating with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, and the moment the breath burst out from his body, it was completely withdrawn again.

Only the ripples in the air that didn't have time to spread suggest what happened just now.

For three days, Wang Chao used it all to deepen his understanding, and Wan Jian Guizong improved by five levels than before.

In this game, if players want to improve their strength, in addition to relying on experience points, there is another way that is almost the same as that of NPCs, that is, perception.

The level of perception improvement is more rare than the experience value, so it will be more handy to use, and the power will also increase by a few points.

Wang Chao let out a long breath, looked indifferently at the crescent moon rising outside the window, and suddenly disappeared in place.

In the next moment, he was already back in the real world.

After returning to the real world, Li Shishi and several women who had been waiting here immediately surrounded him.

Although Wang Chao was separated from several women in the Magic Sword Gate before, he would meet in the real world every night, and he would not feel lonely at all.

Li Shishi was wearing a white shirt at this time, revealing a slender white neck and a sexy collarbone, and said softly: "Sir, your body has completely disappeared as you enter and leave the game."

Hearing this, Wang Chao frowned slightly, and then he felt that there was something more in the air.

It's the aura that's in the game.

Although there was spiritual energy in the original real world, it was so thin that it was difficult to feel it, but now it is much richer than before.

Wang Chao secretly guessed in his heart, could it be that the game world has begun to merge with the real world?

If this is the case, then the order in the real world will also collapse, and chaos will arise at that time.

But soon, Wang Chao shook his head slightly, and his brows stretched out.

Anyway, no matter whether the two worlds are integrated or not, with his current strength, he is enough to protect himself and the girls, so there is nothing to worry about.

The real world at this time was also night. Naturally, when it was time to go to bed, looking at the bed that was obviously not enough, Wang Chao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and there was a bit of a sinister smile on his face.

Boundless spring.

Chapter one hundred and ninety-six the old man, the transaction

Early the next morning, Wang Chao returned to the game again.

After four days, he finally stepped out of the door of the guest room.

Su Xinghe had already ordered wine and food on the second floor, and was now waiting for him to be seated.

Wang Chao sat down and glanced at the inn.

At this moment, there was an exclamation from downstairs.

Afterwards, I heard an old man say: "Let's talk about Jiuli Mountain again, saying that Young Master Moyin's men killed the guards, and Shi Shiran walked up the mountain, and the successive waves of guards couldn't stop them, so don't destroy them again. At this moment, thousands of disciples suddenly rushed out from the mountain road, all of them were black, and they rushed towards the son of the devil!"

This old voice was very emotional, and it attracted those who listened to the book without blinking, and were extremely absorbed.

The old man laughed, and then said: "The reason why the son of the magic sound is called the magic sound is that the one-handed piano music kills the invisible, and I saw that the son of the magic sound took out his famous weapon, a magic piano, and played it in the room. Thousands of people were killed one after another, and the scene was extremely bloody.”

The inn was full of people, and it was very lively.

Most of the guests come here not only to drink and eat, but also to listen to books and learn about the anecdotes that happened on the rivers and lakes.

The old storyteller was talking about what happened on Jiuli Mountain yesterday.

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