I'm Really A Newcomer

Jiang Mian leaned against the corner of the adamantine wall and couldn't calm down for a long time.

Whether it was Liu Wuer or Li Guang, they were not characters at all. Jiang Mian didn't know what he was carrying, but it must be something very important.

Jiang Mian's consciousness sank in again, and the character panel emerged in his mind. The character panel became more complete after Jiang Mian reviewed the stories of Li Guang and Liu Wuer.

Gold [Zhu Di]? ?

Red [Li Guang] LV.70 Attack: 89

White [Liu Wuer] LV.100 Attack: 47

White [Scholar] LV.10 Attack: 3

The introductions of the four people are divided into three colors. Zhu Di's name is bright gold, which looks like the most advanced one among the four, but it seems to be of no use to Jiang Mian at the moment. What shocked Jiang Mian the most? The charcoal seller's level was directly maxed out, from level ten to level one hundred.

"Old man."

Jiang Mian was still used to calling Liu Wuer that way.

"Let's go together."

He lowered his eyes and looked at his right hand, which was more beautiful than a woman. The skin on his right hand became cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye. Endless blackness wrapped around his fingers, and frostbite and calluses grew from his palm.

Liu Wuer stood up holding the simple wooden pole tightly. The air around him suddenly turned cold, and he seemed to have come out of the snow.

The dwarf king holding a giant ax gathered from the center of the field again.

Liu Wuer's wooden pole slashed towards the dwarf king's face with lightning speed. The head of the wooden pole instantly turned black and ignited an eternal flame.

The wooden pole and the ax collided in the air, but Liu Wuer remained motionless this time. The dwarf king was knocked down by a huge force and hit hard against the hard gold.

Liu Wuer raised his weather-beaten face and approached the dwarf king firmly step by step.

That's enough, he won't choose to escape this time.

Liu Wuer raised his right hand holding the weapon.

Jiang Mian clicked the left button of the mouse.

The swaying flames hit the wrinkled skull of the Dwarf King, and his brains spattered under the impact of the wooden pole. The Dwarf King turned into dots of starlight and gradually dissipated.

Liu Wuer's body melted like snow, and Jiang Mian walked toward the practice room after seeing the light of day again.

"You really got it right, Lu Fang. The charcoal seller really... can go to war permanently." Jiang Mian said softly.

Sitting on the bed again, Jiang Mian gently touched the ring inlaid with crystal on his index finger, and took out the military mobile phone Ye Taoli gave him.

Jiang Mian didn't know how to use this phone, so he lightly touched the screen of the phone.

A virtual screen slowly unfolded in front of Jiang Mian's eyes.

The screen scanned the iris of Jiang Mian's left eye, and after confirmation, the information on the screen appeared immediately.

The content is very boring, only Ye Taoli's name and her cold face.

Jiang Mian hesitated for a moment, then touched Ye Taoli's portrait.

There was no response for a long time.

Jiang Mian felt a little empty. He leaned on the backrest of the bed and stared blankly at the white wall, not knowing what he was thinking.

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Dragon Ruins.

Ye Taoli pulled out the ritual knife from the warm corpse with no signs of life. Scarlet blood dripped from the tip of the knife. Her white side face was stained with blood, like an enchanting Manzhu Shahua.

The land was soaked in mud with gurgling blood, and corpses were everywhere. The marrow, brain, and blood mixed together and exuded a fishy smell. Ye Taoli frowned and chopped off the head of the man who was still moaning on the ground with one knife.

Thousands of the best surviving members of the Frost Moon Army on the battlefield were cleaning up the horrific and bloody battlefield.

Ye Taoli walked through the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood with a strong murderous aura, and wiped away the blood on the ceremonial knife with his bloody right hand.

In the distance, a mature woman with an average appearance walked toward Ye Taoli, holding the head of an extraordinary and handsome man in her hand.

The woman wore the same black outfit as Ye Taoli. Her figure looked particularly flat in comparison with Ye Taoli, but she had a pair of extremely beautiful blue eyes on her ordinary face.

The woman casually threw the man's head at Ye Taoli's feet like a ball. Ye Taoli stomped on the handsome head in disgust.

"Sister Xun, which apostle is this?" Ye Taoli held her forehead with a headache.

The woman's name is Chen Xun, the leader of the Frost Moon Army. She is also the only military leader of civilian origin who was made from the bones and heads of countless enemies.

"Third place." Chen Xun said lightly. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on her body. Chen Xun's blue eyes blinked and he gently wiped away the blood that had not yet dried on Ye Taolihong's lips.

"I heard that you brought back a quasi-seventh-level awakened person a few days ago?" Chen Xun asked.

"Um."

"Take Shuangyue back?"

Ye Taoli shook his head and said, "His life in the Yue Clan will be long in the future. It depends on his own choice. Only he knows where is best and most suitable for him. I can't force him to make a decision. "

"..."

"Another two thousand people died today." Chen Xun said softly.

"After this battle, we should be able to stop for a while." Ye Taoli said and crushed the man's broken skull with the soles of his feet.

"Western Kingdom...where are there so many sixth-level people?" Chen Xun said coldly, "Taoli, I feel something is wrong."

"This war started out of nowhere, but now it can't stop."

"In two days, the Fifth Army promotion will be held. This time you can go for me." Chen Xun stared at the red sky, which was still a little bleak compared to the earth.

I don’t know how many more people will die.

This dragon ruins was originally an irrecoverable ruin caused by the dragon crystal nuclear bomb at the end of the mechanical age. Now I am afraid that it is stained with more blood.

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After bathing, Ye Taoli's face had a faint blush and her body was still steaming.

A white bath towel wrapped her exquisite body. Ye Taoli was lying comfortably on the neat dark green bed in the dormitory. Two slender legs were crossed casually. The clean ancient ritual knife was placed on the knife holder on the table. Revealing the glistening white blade.

The environment of Ye Taoli's dormitory was extremely monotonous, with nothing else but a few sets of normal furniture.

The red crystal inlaid with the silver ring she placed on the table flashed red at intervals, which was a reminder of missed messages on her phone.

In order to prevent the Chu Jing from being captured by the enemy after the battle, just like the Twenty-Three Apostles, Ye Taoli used to take off the ring during battle.

Ye Taoli took out the phone from the crystal storage, and there was a missed call on the virtual screen.

Jiang Mian.

"Successful?" Ye Taoli covered her mouth in surprise, and then called Jiang Mian back.