Fairy Palace

"Missy, I am still bothered by your doubts. When did you owe you a person?"

Ye Hao was overwhelmed by the other party. He determined that he was the first time to see the butterfly. He really couldn’t think of it. What kind of person did she owe to her? Did she win two gambles at the gambling table yesterday, so that she can owe her affair?

"Some things, you don't need to know too clearly. In short, I will provide you with the passage to leave, and we will not be able to owe each other in the future, it is as simple as that."

"Ye Mou has accepted the feelings of Miss Da today. If he can see you again in the future, Ye will be reported."

Since the other party is inconvenient to disclose more content, Ye Hao will not ask. His main purpose in this trip is to leave, and now it is a reward.

Later, under the leadership of the butterfly, everyone entered a narrow underground passage, and Ye Hao couldn't help but figure out what the purpose of the meditation was, and actually built such a huge passage.

Because the butterfly has said that this underground passage is enough to lead to the outside of the city; you know that the **** gambling battlefield is only a few miles away from the nearest city gate. That is to say, this underground passage has at least dozens of miles. long.

At the end of the underground passage is a steel-cast iron gate. The butterfly touches the internal organs and has a half-meter-thick steel portal that moves toward the sides, and the light from the outside is transmitted.

Behind the body of the butterfly, Ye Hao suddenly suddenly opened up in front of him. It was a beautiful and beautiful manor in the manor, the gazebo rockery, and the flowers bloomed everywhere.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" I saw dozens of lightning-like figures, and they came out from the hidden corners nearby. Their atmosphere was very strong. Almost everyone was a master of innate realms.

"Missy!" I saw a man with a white hair wearing a black exercise suit, like a ghost, in front of the butterfly.

"Ghost Uncle." The butterfly bowed slightly to the old man and said, "I sent a few friends to secretly leave the wild city, uncle, I will send them here, and the people will hand it over to you."

"Good!" The old man named Ghost Uncle promised, and said to Ye Hao and others: "You come with me, I will send you out of this manor."

"Thank you for helping each other. If there is still a day to meet, you must be thankful." Ye Hao said to the butterfly.

"I said, you don't owe me, let's go!" said the butterfly.

Ye Hao nodded silently and turned to leave.

"Wait!" The butterfly suddenly called.

"What else is there for Missy?" Ye Hao turned and asked:

"Where are you going, this time?" asked the butterfly.

"Fa Lanzong." Ye Hao said silently for a moment.

Hearing these three words, this butterfly reveals a touch of surprise. He looks around the circle around Ye Hao and asks Wei Wei honey with his hand. "Is it through the examination of three two halls? You escorted her to Fa Lan. Zong?"

"Not her." Ye Hao shook his head and said with a smile: "It's me!"

"Yeah!" Mingdie nodded and was about to continue talking. Suddenly he looked back and felt that the whole person was stunned. Her eyes gave birth to an incredible look and asked, "What are you talking about? You? ”

Ye Hao was not the first to see this expression. Those practitioners who had not watched their own assessments learned that they had passed the assessment of three two halls, almost all of them, so he was not surprised, saying: "Yes, it is me."

Hyun Butterfly shook his head and said: "Impossible! If your cultivation breaks through the congenital realm, I will not doubt it, but you are innate in the realm of six heavens. How can you pass the assessment of three temples?"

"These things sound strange to others, but Ye said that it is all true. As for Ms. Ms. Tan’s letter and unbelief, then I naturally can’t control it.” Ye Yan sighed.

The butterfly opened her mouth and watched Ye Hao seven people follow the ghost uncle. She wanted to open her mouth several times, but still because of that unbelief, she finally gave up the idea.

"Six refinery?"

"This kind of realm can pass the assessment of three two halls?"

"Looking at ghosts?"

The butterfly regained its gaze and the expression became a little cold.

Blood kills the gambling arena.

The old lady, holding a cane and sitting between the audience of thousands of people, looked inconspicuous. Her turbid eyes did not watch the fight on the gambling table, but looked around and looked for Ye Hao. Figure.

"strange!"

"How is the smell of chasing souls getting thinner?"

“Don't he say that he has left this place? Is there any other channel for this gambling field to leave?”

The old lady frowned, and some of them could not sit still.

Her gaze was swept away from a few people not far away. She could be sure that the few people were the ones who watched Ye Hao. As for the origins, she had not figured out.

"No!" The old man suddenly changed his face slightly, and the squat body stood up from the seat. Without hesitation, she hurriedly walked outside the **** gambler.

After a while, when she appeared on the street, her body flashed to block a unicorn frame.

"Who is in the way, let me go."

The driver of the car showed his anger and shouted loudly.

The old lady gave off a sigh of relief, although it was only fleeting, but still let the driver and a fat middle-aged in the frame show a horrified look.

Fat middle-aged is a congenital master, and it is still a caravan boss in a wild city. It is also a somewhat capable character. However, the release of the old lady makes him realize instantly, and the other party is a strong foundation. By.

He opened the curtain and carefully walked out of the carriage. After seeing the old lady, he hurried off the car and said with respect: "The seniors blocked the road, but what happened?"

The old lady took out a stack of gold tickets and gently pushed the palm of his hand. The stack of gold tickets floated to the middle of the fat middle age.

"These gold tickets, buy this kylin frame, and this driver."

"Predecessors need this kylin frame, although it is taken, but the driver's slave is still in my house, you see..." Fat middle-aged, hesitated and said:

"After you go back, burn the slave, it is, the driver, you are still doing what you want? Speed ​​to the south gate of the city." I saw that the old lady was flashing, instantly appeared in the carriage, across the The curtain said:

The driver looked hesitant and looked at the fat middle-aged hesitant. The middle-aged man said in a fat middle-aged voice: "In the future, you are the person of this predecessor, let's go!"

The driver was a little scared, but he still squatted on the Kirin frame, twitched the reins, and drove the two unicorns to the south of the city.

Green mountains and green waters, blue sky and white clouds.

The majestic dragon lion eagle spreads its wings and soars above the mountains and lakes. This dragon lion, Ye Hao bought it from the ghosts of the mountain, even if he knows that if he continues to the south, riding the dragon lion will be dangerous. However, he still decided to take the Dragon Lion Eagle to hurry, at the very least, first leave the thousands of miles away from the wild city.

"Little master, up to a million miles." The drug slave expression was dignified, watching Ye Hao said.

Ye Hao sat on the back of the dragon lion, sitting at the back of the dragon lion, and looked at the second sword skill "Dianlang Haotian" classics. He calmly nodded. He understood the meaning of the drug slave.

Within the southern part of the wild city, it may be difficult to have too many birds and beasts with too many levels, but if you go south again, it is hard to say. At that time, everyone can no longer ride the dragon lion to hurry, but need Crossing the mountains and crossing the Daze.

"What is the level of your combat skills?" After pondering for a long while, Ye Hao suddenly looked up and asked the medicine slave.

"One product warfare." The drug slave said.

"How much is a warfare skill better than a three-figure warfare?" Ye Hao asked again.

"If the same person is showing, and it is all comprehensible, there should be several times the gap." The drug slave thought about it.

How many times?

Ye Hao does not dare to sneak into the war skills of this world. It is necessary to know that two people who are equal in the realm of the world will be at a disadvantage if they are too bad in war skills. If the power of the attack is several times, it is very likely Determine the outcome of the outcome.

It’s just that Ye Hao’s heart is very curious. Why did the children who met once, or the cat girls, why they didn’t practice their skills? You know, the price of a three-product warfare is actually not very expensive, they should be able to afford it.

The drug slave said that it is difficult to learn the war skills. It is not easy to use it in the battle. However, he realized the three-product warfare technique "Smoke Wave Sword Code", which is easy to understand and the sword that broke out during the exhibition. Skills can also have the essence of seven or eight points. Even the two-product combat technique, "The Waves of the Sky," he looked at a few hours, did not feel particularly difficult to enlighten?

There are seven strokes and forty-nine styles in "Silver Waves". If you can fully understand, the forty-nine styles can also be combined at will, superimposing the power of swordsmanship.

After reading the seventh style of the first move, Ye Hao faintly tickles and wants to practice. However, now that he is at high altitude, he can only suppress this impulse.

Three days later, the people were only a hundred miles away from the wild city. Although they encountered many birds and beasts, they were very weak and were easily avoided by the Dragon and Lion.

"Little master." The medicine slave looked down and said: "Almost, there is a tribe below. You see the banner of the exhibition, indicating that the tribe can provide the adventurer caravan."

"Eleven, landed." Looking down, Ye Hao told me.

"Welcome to the bat spider tribe, are you temporarily resting? Or staying for a few days?" The dragon lion hawk landed on the outskirts of the tribe, and with a burly man carrying two tribes, he looked at the seven people. After the eyes, the fist said.

"Working with this brother, I am waiting for only one day here." Ye Hao said.

"I am Shentu, responsible for receiving guests from afar. Please come with me." The burly big man smiled and said politely.

The bat spider tribe is a medium-sized tribe. It has tens of thousands of people. It is only a family building. It is evenly undulating, occupying a radius of several tens of miles. Their outer walls are six feet high and two feet wide. There are a lot of bats on the fence. The tribal people are fully armed.

The seven people of Ye Hao entered the wall with Shentu, and did not attract much attention. It is obvious that this tribe often has guests from afar to rest or live here.

"Everyone has one hundred and two blue gold per day. You seven people live one day and need seven hundred and two blue gold." Shentu enthusiastically said the conditions for living here.

"We still need some hot food, preferably meat." The drug slave took out the blue gold ticket with a thousand face value and said it to the Shentu.

"No problem!" Seeing the gold ticket, Shentu agreed to it.