Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Because dinner was about to start, Wang Luo did not stay to disturb Qin Yu's work. He put two boxes of meat and vegetables into the cold storage, helped him to simply adjust the runaway stove, and then waved goodbye.

Afterwards, Wang Luo casually visited Boyu Village and chatted with an old man who had worked there for many years. He was surprised to learn that Qin Yu's life in Boyu Village was surprisingly comfortable.

He had been complained 103 times in more than two years in Shijie, but not once in Boyu Village. That was why Qin Yu actually liked to come here as a volunteer, and even often used his meager income to buy snacks and cakes for the children.

This made Wang Luo immediately curious about Boyu Village. Qin Yu's peach blossom was caused by some kind of spell, and most of these spells would follow some secret rules. As long as he could find out the special features of Boyu Village, breaking the spell would be like sailing with the current.

Unfortunately, Wang Luo knew very little about the knowledge of the Du'e Valley - that was almost the weakest point in his entire knowledge system, so after walking around Boyu Village for a few times, he still gained nothing, and finally had to return home helplessly under the watchful eyes of a group of well-fed ogre cubs who were looking forward to playing with birds.

On the way home, there was one more person behind Wang Luo, Qin Yu, who had finished his work for the day. He was still hunched over when walking, but his expression seemed much more relaxed. Occasionally, he could talk to Wang Luo for a few words, and even stammered and sighed about his prestige in the morning.

Obviously, in Boyu Village, getting along with a group of children was the only salvation for him in his miserable life.

The two walked and talked, and soon came to the end of the narrow path outside Boyu Village. When they turned the corner, Qin Yu was muttering with his head down: "I don't need to go to the meat factory for the time being. I just want to stay busy here for a few more days..."

Wang Luo suddenly stopped and stretched out his hand to stop Qin Yu.

Then, he turned his head and looked at the broken house behind an old wall on the side of the path.

After a long while, Wang Luo asked softly, "Are you sure?"

The broken house was silent, with only the breeze blowing the weeds on the roof, indicating that time was still slowly flowing.

Wang Luo shook his head and urged, "Although the killing intention is not yet released, don't pretend to be a passerby at this time and place. The new era does not advocate private violence, so I will give priority to self-defense. But I also don't want to waste too much time on the three of you. So if you don't get out, don't blame me for taking the initiative."

As soon as the voice fell, a sneer sounded in the broken house.

"Alang, is this the Mo Lin barrier technique that you boasted is better than Shangjing Pavilion? They even reported our number!"

Then came an angry voice: "Is the Mo Lin barrier technique useful? Haven't you experienced it? That kid is too weird. How can he see through the golden elixir barrier when he is just building a foundation?!"

"Brother Huo, the barrier technique is ineffective. Check the bird cage again. Let him release the Qingye Talisman. It will be troublesome if we call the people from Qingping Division."

As he spoke, three more figures appeared on the broken roof.

Two men and one woman, led by a middle-aged man with an unusually burly figure, wearing a set of exotic animal leather armor. The golden elixir in his stomach condensed into a solid body, shining brightly, and each of his hands held a delicate and small ghost head thorn, which fell into his broad palms like embroidery needles.

Close to this person is a short black-clothed man who looks like a child. He is shrouded in a layer of mist, and the light and sound around him are slightly distorted. He is obviously a master of the art of blocking, and has the same Jindan cultivation level.

The farthest away is a red-haired woman, with a charming and seductive appearance, but her expression is as dull as a corpse. She wears a red dress that barely covers her body, with an open front, revealing a large area of ​​snowy skin, but her plump chest is replaced by two huge eyeballs, and there are seven or eight bloodshot compound eyes in the pupils, which are constantly bulging and rotating, as if trying to break out of the chest.

This person, however, makes Wang Luo a little confused about his cultivation level. It is undoubtedly a Jindan, but the grade is difficult to judge, just like her species.

However, compared with these simple external factors, what Wang Luo values ​​more is that these three people exude a very strong taste of the old times.

The taste of blood and mud that only practitioners who grow up in the jungle environment of the survival of the fittest have.

In addition, the three people's true essence was constantly moving the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth, like three whirlpools of different sizes, which was a very advanced breathing method.

Such practitioners are almost extinct in the civilized world of the new era. The occasional active ones are all on the edge of civilization, such as Nanxiang, Minghai, and Mozhishan. They would never appear in Zhuwang's old capital so casually.

So...

"Gu Shishi hired you, right? You are quite vindictive. Give her a surprise in the morning and return it in the afternoon... Are you considered masters of this era?"

As he said this, Wang Luo gestured to Qin Yu to stand behind him, while trying to shake a green leaf in his hand into the air.

The leaf turned into green light and rushed towards the small white building in the distance, but just as it started, it hit an invisible barrier and fell from mid-air.

The black-clad child on the roof immediately raised his head and said, "The bird cage is still in effect. If we finish the battle within ten minutes, the people from Qingping Division won't come looking for us."

The burly man sneered, "If we can't finish it within half a minute, the three of us will become a joke on the street."

The black-clad child reminded, "The sponsor has offered a maximum bounty. People like that will never waste extra money, so it means that the true strength of that foundation-building kid is at the maximum level."

"That's why we need to take action. Heizi, everything will be the same later, and continue to use your barrier technique. Ah Hong, remember to glare at him, and then... F*ck!"

The strong man cursed before he finished speaking.

Because at this time Wang Luo had flashed in front of him like a ghost! The white clothes instantly filled his vision!

None of the three people expected that Wang Luo would dare to take the initiative! A kid who was at most at the foundation building stage, rushing into the formation of three Jindan masters in person, was simply unheard of!

However, as the top masters in the industry, the three were surprised, but not panicked. While the strong man cursed, the ghost head thorn in his hand had already stabbed Wang Luo's throat, and he was the first to arrive, and his movements were as fast as lightning!

The child in black disappeared in an instant, as if he had never appeared beside the strong man. Instead, the red-dressed woman suddenly moved over and stood face to face with Wang Luo. She still had no expression, but she suddenly opened her clothes, staring at Wang Luo with two huge eyes, and black pus and blood flowed from her pupils...

In an instant, the trio had shown their magical powers and taken out their killing moves. The foundation-building boy who faced the sharp edge was torn into pieces without surprise, and his white clothes turned into dirty blood.

This result made everyone stunned, but the next moment, a layer of purple fire appeared in the pupils of the strong man, and then he cursed: "Fuck, it's a fake person!"

It turned out that it was not Wang Luo himself who turned into dirty blood, but the white clothes on his body. In a flash, Wang Luo completed a little trick of using a substitute for a dead person!

Almost at the same time, a cry of pain from the child in black burst out from a distance.

"Fuck!"

Wang Luo had already caught the weak link of the trio.