Death Reward Artifact! Players on all servers beg me not to die

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backyard of the Getaway Danfang.

Sun Zhaohai lay on the bed with a smile on his face, he was not injured, purely because he felt that what happened before was too humiliating and he was not very willing to show up.

"When I find the alchemist who refined the divine pill, I will report to Danmengyi, Danmeng will definitely issue rewards, and when the time comes, no one will dare to underestimate me... Oh, Mu Lingfeng, the humiliation I suffered will be returned to you sooner or later! Sun Zhaohai muttered, a chill gradually welling up in his eyes.

"Elder Sun, the person who refined the Divine Pill has found it."

The next moment, there was a shout outside the door. Sun Zhaohai's eyes lit up.

"Which alchemist is it!"

"Yes... It's..."

"Say what you want! Don't swallow!

"It's the east wind breaking!"

Hearing this, Sun Zhaohai was first stunned, and then his face changed greatly, his figure was unstable, and he fell directly from the bed!

"Bang!"

"Impossible! When pigs fly! "

Yes... It's true.

"Bastard! Call me a few people in charge of Danmeng! Immediately! Right away! "

Yes!"

At the same time, Ji Dongfeng walked on the long street, his face full of resentment.

"Still haven't kept up... How can I jump faster than me, I really can't let Brother Mu help contact me. Ji Dongfeng murmured, and then came to the Poetry and Painting Pavilion again.

When Yuncaifeng saw Ji Dongfeng, he was stunned at first, and then his face instantly became gloomy, and he did not take the initiative to step forward to greet him, but just lowered his head to settle the account.

Ji Dongfeng didn't care, he went directly to the place where the poems were stored, and just saw He Yan sitting in the corner, looking at a book of poetry with a drunken face.

Ji Dongfeng glanced at it and found that the name of the poetry collection was "He Yan Poems".

Seeing this, Ji Dongfeng pouted, did not step forward to disturb, but began to look for poems that could not be written into poetry.

Like the paintings, the poems of the era have many wonderful uses, such as reciting aloud to improve the efficiency of reiki absorption and transformation, and silently chanting in the mind to clear abnormal states.

After rummaging for a while, Ji Dongfeng found a copy of "Selected Poems of Friar Wang", and the first page was a poem called "The Peak of the Monk".

All the monks of the world should be like me!

Climb to the top of the monks for 10,000 years!

Who climbed to the top of the monks!

The example of the monk, Wang Mu Twenty!

Ji Dongfeng looked at this poem, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice.

"It's him, a poem that is not a poem, the next task of the old drunkard should be to find the word that cannot be written, but the word is not here, and the ghost in the previous life did not find the word that could not be written until the end, I am afraid it will take some time." Ji Dongfeng muttered, and then was about to leave, when He Yan's voice suddenly sounded.

"Boy, are you also interested in Wang Muxiang's poems?" He Yan said with a smile.

When Ji Dongfeng heard this, he said: "Is there an old drunkard in the town who wants to see it, dean, you also know Wang Muxi?"

"Not only do I know, the entire Xiaoyao Town knows him, the four jokes of poetry, calligraphy and painting back then, are still very famous in Xiaoyao Town, but it's a pity... The four of them all fell in the Immortal Demon Battle in the end, otherwise this Xiaoyao Town would be more lively. He Yan said with regret on his face.

When Ji Dongfeng heard this, his heart moved, and the player in the previous life simply said the task, and did not elaborate on the story behind it.

"That's it, I don't want to mention these things, if you want to see this Wang Mu Twenty, I suggest you also find the words of the martial friends, and it is interesting to read them together." He Yan said with a smile.

"Martial friends?! Dean, you know where the words of Wu Youren are. Ji Dongfeng hurriedly asked.

"There is a drunken maniac in the Skyview Restaurant, in his place, you can go and ask, but be careful, he has a little temper, if you see him, don't say anything else, just say that you want to borrow the words of martial friends to take a look." He Yan said with a smile.

When Ji Dongfeng heard this, he was first stunned and said with a smile: "That senior was forced to leave the restaurant by me.

"Huh?! Can anyone else force him to leave? What did you do?

"It's nothing, just force him to slash me a few times."

HE Yan: ???

"Dean, do you know where to find a drunken maniac?"

"This... You can go out of Xiaoyao Town, and then go north, there is a lonely mountain, and there are four graves at the top of the lonely mountain, maybe he is there. He Yan said.

"Thank you, Dean!"

After three words, Ji Dongfeng bought Wang Muxiang's poetry collection with the cold face of Yuncaifeng.

Walking out of the Poetry and Painting Pavilion, Ji Dongfeng was about to hand over the task first, and then Mu Lingfeng's voice sounded above his head.

"The case of the disappearance of a young child in Xiaoyao Town is now determined!"

Hearing Mu Lingfeng's voice, all the people and cultivators in Xiaoyao Town raised their heads.

I saw that at this moment, under the stars and moon, three figures sealed by spiritual energy slowly floated into the air, it was Guan Yunhe, Chu Xiaoyun and Zhao Wuwei.

At this moment, Guan Yunhe Chu Xiaoyun's face was pale, his face was full of despair, and his mouth kept moving, but no one could hear what they said, and Zhao Wuwei next to him was relieved and wanted to die immediately.

At this moment, everyone in Xiaoyao Town stopped, all the sounds disappeared, and under the silence, only the cold wind whistling accompanied Mu Lingfeng's icy voice resounded throughout the long night.

"As the mayor of Xiaoyao Town, my guilt is inevitable, and after the Tianji Tower opens, I will enter the Boundless Cliff and be punished by the cold wind."

"Guan Yunhe, Chu Xiaoyun, as a cultivator of the Eight Great Sects, colluded with the evil cultivator Zhao Wuwei to entrap the people of Xiaoyao Town, three people, be damned!"

Along with Mu Lingfeng's voice, a blood-red formation covering the entire Xiaoyao Town slowly appeared in the air, and the center was facing Guan Yunhe and the three.

Xiaoyao Town Protective Array!

The moment they saw the Great Array of Xiaoyao Town's City Defense, the despair on Guan Yunhe's Chu Xiaoyun's faces became even stronger, and they knew in their hearts that this large array had the power of a battle even if the Transformation God Realm came, and once it was opened, it meant that Mu Lingfeng did not leave the slightest room for himself at all!

"The Great Array of Xiaoyao Town is protecting the people of Xiaoyao Town, and this time it should naturally be the final punishment by it!"

"Buzz!"

As soon as Mu Lingfeng's voice fell, a pitch-black token flew into the air, and this token flashed with a gloomy glow under the moonlight and the large array.

"Ink dyeing order! Xuan Tianzong's ink dyeing order!

"I actually took out the ink dyeing order at this time!" What does Xuan Tianzong mean! "

This is the dyeing order to break the east wind!"

For a while, everyone exclaimed continuously, and Lin Feiyun's voice soon sounded.

"Don't misunderstand, it's just a coincidence, the Sect Master of Xuantian Sect ordered to break the Dongfeng Dyeing Order at this time, and I don't want to collide with the town mayor's time, the order of the sect, I dare not disobey, please don't misunderstand."

Listening to Lin Feiyun's laughter, Ji Dongfeng sneered, and directly cast heaven and earth to jump to the roof of the Skyview Restaurant.

"Come on! I'm a little impatient to wait! Ji Dongfeng laughed.

When the words fell, Mu Lingfeng and Lin Feiyun's voices sounded at the same time.

"Defend the city! Kill! "

Ink dyeing order! Go! "

Under the gaze of all the people and cultivators in Xiaoyao Town, the Great Array of City Protection lowered three blood-red thunders, directly slashing at Guan Yunhe, Chu Xiaoyun and Zhao Wuwei, and at the same time, Ji Dongfeng also took the initiative to jump, and heaven and earth let me continue to perform, flew into the air, and took the initiative to collide with the ink dyeing order!

"Today I dye ink! He's bloody! A

roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Under the full moon, the blood-red thunder split the bones of Guan Yunhe and the three, and Ji Dongfeng also merged with the ink dyeing order!

The Great Array of Defenders slowly disappeared, and Ji Dongfeng's figure slowly fell from mid-air.

In the town, the old drunkard slowly opened his eyes.

On the mountain, the drunken maniac slowly raised his head.