Girl, there's something wrong with you

Killing a monster will increase the bloodline value by about 0.05 horses; for a ghost, the value will be about 1 horse.

If the ghost level is also a 1-2-4 combination, then the upgrade efficiency of killing ghosts is about 20 times that of killing monsters. On the other hand, after advancing from the ninth level to the eighth level, the blood concentration required for promotion is increased by 10 times, and then to the seventh level, it is increased by 100 times. This calculation is actually not enough.

However, in the dream, after killing a ghost, what appears next is not two ghosts, but a bright golden light door...

"It's very suspicious." Cheng Jinyang commented.

"Is there anything suspicious?" Yang Wangshu said disdainfully, "The weird ones are the soldiers and the ghosts are the generals. Isn't it normal to go to the next map after defeating the generals?"

"So I told you not to treat this place as a game..."

"It's not a game, so why are there rewards for killing monsters?"

"Forget it, I won't argue with you." Cheng Jinyang looked at Chu Qingqing, "Since she is not afraid, let Xiao Wangshu go explore the way first?"

Yang Wangshu:?

"Okay." Miss Qingqing said that I had no objection.

"Wait a minute!" Yang Wangshu still wanted to protest, but Cheng Jinyang had already grabbed her shoulders and pushed her into the light door.

Then he pulled her back.

"It seems fine." Cheng Jinyang said.

"Woooooooooooo!" Yang Wangshu didn't even bother to type, so he just hit him with the keyboard.

"Well, let's go then?" Cheng Jinyang held down Xiao Wangshu's head with one hand (the latter was trying to reach him with open teeth and claws).

"Let's go." Miss Qingqing nodded and said.

The three of them carefully passed through the light door and saw that the surrounding scene had completely changed.

"Songjiang?" Cheng Jinyang looked at the broken traces nearby and said in surprise.

"Is this Songjiang?" Miss Qingqing asked curiously.

"Well, it's just not the intact Songjiang we visited before, but the ruins of Songjiang after it was destroyed by demons." Cheng Jinyang said.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." The two girls looked around. The paint on the buildings is peeling, the roads are cracked, weeds are overgrown in the green belts, and unmanned cars are scattered around, gradually feeling a bit desolate.

The last time they came here, Songjiang was still a bustling commercial city, but now it has become a deserted ghost town...

"What is that?" Chu Qingqing's eyes were sharp, and he saw a few staggering and confused figures wandering at the crossroads in the distance.

"Puppet." Cheng Jinyang explained to everyone: Today, puppets are widely distributed in the northern continent. The demons recognized by the people are very weak compared to high-level demons and monsters. The blood concentration after killing them increases by about the same. Only a weird one-twentieth.

But the best thing is quantity, because the number of puppets in the Songjiang ruins is really endless. At the highest density, one street can be crowded with seventy or eighty of them. It only takes less than ten seconds for Wushuang to mow one round, even if the ratio is 20:1. When converted into killing monsters, the efficiency is extremely impressive.

"Then what are you waiting for?!" Chu Qingqing immediately shouted with joy, "Let's go and massacre Songjiang!"

"Calm down." Cheng Jinyang said helplessly, "Don't say such ambiguous words."

"But there shouldn't be a single living person left in the Songjiang ruins at this time, right?" Yang Wangshu corrected, "That's why it should be called 'purification', to purify Songjiang."

Cheng Jinyang was speechless. You kill the demons that can be refreshed in the dream, just like purifying Songjiang?

But it doesn’t matter, anyway…

"Let's hurry up," he said.

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The giant metal blade cut across a huge semicircle, cutting seven or eight puppets into two pieces.

More puppets are still swarming towards him. Although all of them have exquisite looks and enchanting figures, they all have fierce eyes and bared teeth. They look like the souls of beasts are imprisoned in the bodies of beauties.

But Miss Qingqing will never show mercy to them.

To be more precise, compared to duels with monsters evenly matched, she prefers the exhilaration of cutting grass with one against ten and one against a hundred under such disparity in strength. And the appearance of these puppets is the same as that of normal people. Give her more intense stimulation and pleasure.

It was so good that she didn't even have time to laugh wildly, all she could think about was chopping, chopping, chopping, chopping.

"Qingqing, Qingqing!" Cheng Jinyang and Yang Wangshu chased her, gradually out of breath, "Have you killed enough? Why don't you take a rest? Take a rest!"

Chu Qingqing pretended not to hear, killed all the puppets in this block, and rushed to the next block without stopping.

"Qingqing!" Cheng Jinyang had no choice but to put a hole in the hole and hang her upside down. "Calm down first!"

"Let me go!" The Qingqing girl who was bound in the air struggled angrily, and the huge metal waves surrounding her rotated and opened and closed rapidly as if she was emotionally excited.

"Can you listen to me?" Cheng Jinyang asked, crossing his arms.

"Say it!" Chu Qingqing shouted.

"We have to kill monsters in an orderly and regular manner. We cannot act at will without obeying orders. Do you understand?" Cheng Jinyang said patiently.

"Okay, okay~" Miss Qingqing realized that she couldn't get away, so she could only put away the irritable expression on her face, and instead used a sweet tone, smiling sweetly, "Then brother Jinyang, put me down. Is it good?"

"Be normal." Cheng Jinyang sternly expressed his blunt attitude.

"Okay." Miss Qingqing sighed.

Cheng Jinyang snapped his fingers and released the shackles of the hollow. Girl Qingqing turned around lightly in the air, but instead of landing on the ground, she landed firmly in his arms.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Jinyang frowned.

"Give you a chance to become a hero." Qingqing hugged his neck.

Yang Wangshu, who was behind, drew his neck back and assumed a posture that he couldn't bear to stare at, as if his eyes were hurt.

"Get down here." Cheng Jinyang put her down, turned around and said, "Wang Shu!"

"Ah?" Yang Wangshu typed.

"Don't talk nonsense when you get back."

"What are you referring to? I don't understand." Yang Wangshu typed pretending to be stupid.

"That's why there is ambiguity in what you say. It makes it seem like we are having an affair behind Yuan Zhi's back." Miss Qingqing said from the side.

"Shut up." Cheng Jinyang made a "zip up" gesture near her mouth, then frowned and looked forward, "Have you noticed that there seem to be fewer puppets around?"

"Huh?" Chu Qingqing followed his gaze and noticed that the puppets in the distant block had all disappeared at some point.

It's strange, shouldn't they swarm over here as soon as they hear the noise?

"Wangshu, take a look."

"Ha!" Yang Wangshu typed, then put his hands together, and the electromagnetic waves emitted began to detect the surroundings.

"High energy ahead!" She suddenly typed and shouted, "Weird! 8 of them! Direction of 1 o'clock, 2 o'clock, 4 o'clock, 11 o'clock, 50 meters!"

Cheng Jinyang quickly took off into the air, and Miss Qingqing shouted, "Well done!" The huge metal wave swept around, wrapping Yang Wangshu in it for protection.

After rising to a height of about 10 meters, Cheng Jinyang saw several strange animals flying along the street. Several of them suddenly raised their heads and raised their arms like cannon muzzles.

Suddenly, a warning sign occurred in his heart, and he quickly controlled gravity to fall.

However, he was not equipped with a jet suit at this time, so before gravity could increase his speed, tearing pain immediately came from his left and right shoulders, and his body was staggered backward in the air.

Forcibly maintaining his algorithm in the severe pain, Cheng Jinyang spun around and landed in the green metal waves, only to realize that the connection between his arms and shoulders was bleeding profusely.

The "cannonballs" that penetrated deeply into the muscles and inserted into the shoulder bones were actually two sharp bone blades the size of daggers.