Planting a sacred tree from Douluo

Chapter 24 What does he desire?

Author: Dragon Cub Greedy Ghost

Chapter 24 What does he desire?

Joining the Killing City and becoming a regular employee of the Killing City actually has little impact on Fang Yuan's life.

Employees in the Killing City do not have much work pressure, and Fang Yuan is too young and weak, so it is not his turn to do those difficult tasks.

Therefore, Fangyuan's life has not actually changed.

However, his residence was officially moved from a hole in the ground in the outer city to the inner city.

Well, it's right next to the Hell Killing Fields, making it easy for Fangyuan to enter and exit the Hell Field.

Becoming a member of the law enforcement officers, Fang Yuan no longer has to worry about being attacked. Although there are precedents of law enforcement officers being killed by degenerates here, they are in the minority after all.

Without the safety risk, Fang Yuan would naturally not continue to make things difficult for himself.

If you have a good life to enjoy, why should you hide in that hole in the ground?

life goes on.

Study combat techniques and hone your skills.

From time to time, I would run to the killing field and copy the Sharingan to increase my attack methods.

When you want to test your strength, go to a killing field.

It can be said that my little life was a joy.

It is worth mentioning that Fang Yuan's level reached level 20 early as he continued to practice.

However, because there are no soul beasts in the Killing City, he has been unable to obtain soul rings, and has been stuck at level 20, unable to go any further.

However, although the level was restricted, Fang Yuan's strength was still steadily improving.

And the soul power he has cultivated is basically accumulated in his body, waiting for him to obtain the soul ring and release it together!

"Hey, 7052, there is a new mission!"

The Hell Messenger looked at Fang Yuan who was meditating cross-legged, and handed over the mission order in his hand.

"There are many new people coming to Huangsha Town. Go and lead them."

Fang Yuan slowly opened his eyes, stepped back from the state of cultivation, and glanced at the mission instructions: "You usually go to this kind of mission, why don't you ask me to do it today?"

"This is what the king means."

The Killing Messenger snorted softly: "Besides, you are too leisurely as a law enforcement officer. You only eat and sleep all day long. When you have nothing to do, you go to the killing field to watch the performance. It's time to get active!"

"..."

Fang Yuan's lips twitched slightly, thinking that he was too idle and needed to find something to do for himself!

"I have to do my own tasks. I'm too lazy to go. Besides, I have to go to the killing fields of hell later."

"The Killing Fields of Hell?"

The Killing Messenger frowned slightly and raised his voice slightly: "Didn't you participate yesterday? Are you going to participate again today?!"

"hold head high."

Fang Yuan shrugged disapprovingly: "Yes, and didn't you also say that I only eat and sleep every day? It's too leisurely, so I thought of taking over the Hell Killing Fields for fun. Anyway, I am idle.

Well!"

So you would rather risk your life and go to the killing fields of hell than do tasks for me, right?!

The Killing Messenger snorted coldly and looked at Fang Yuan who had closed his eyes again. He was so angry that he held his own Bolan Zhuangguang with both hands and left Fang Yuan's residence angrily.

Looking at the figure of the Killing Messenger leaving, Fang Yuan hummed softly and continued to meditate cross-legged.

On the contrary, the killing envoy who left Fangyuan's residence did not go to the so-called Huangsha Town to perform his mission. Instead, he came to a dark and spacious room deep in the killing city.

It was an extremely huge chair, inlaid with blue and purple crystals. These crystals outlined a drum-tower-like shape.

Except for this chair, everything here is dark red, which looks extremely depressing.

"King, 7052 has decided to continue participating in the Hell Killing Fields."

The Killing Envoy half-knelt on the ground and reported softly: "Moreover, his whole body is in an extremely relaxed state, as if he is not affected by murderous aura at all."

"He has played more than sixty games."

A tall figure sat on the giant chair.

Because of the darkness around him, he couldn't see his appearance clearly. He could only vaguely see that this man had a lanky figure and a terrifying aura.

"It's sixty-eight games. It was fine some time ago. In the past six months, 7052 has gone to the killing fields almost every week. At this frequency, he seems not to have been affected by the murderous aura at all."

"Didn't he drink Huangquan Dew?" asked the tall man sitting on the chair.

Yellow spring dew?

The Killing Envoy was stunned for a moment, and the image of Fang Yuan taking Huangquan Dew every day to feed his subordinate Jade Snake and Exploding Orangutan suddenly appeared in his mind, and the corners of his mouth twitched incessantly.

If other degenerates knew that the Yellow Spring Dew that they regarded as a treasure and that they exchanged their lives for was just food for their pets in Fangyuan, they would probably faint on the spot!

"From my observation, he almost never drinks Huangquan Dew, even if it is a special grade Huangquan Dew."

The Killing Messenger paused and said: "King, I suspect that the reason why 7052 is able to suppress murderous intent is probably related to his martial spirit, or it may be that he has a high-level soul bone in his body, and it is most likely that it is in his head.

Soul bones!”

The spiritual head soul bone can indeed suppress the erosion of murderous intent on one's own will.

Fang Yuan is not old, and his soul power is not very strong. Even if his martial soul does have a certain restraint effect on murderous intent, it will never be able to be completely immune to it!

You know, even a titled Douluo cannot resist the corrosion of murderous intent!

The King of Slaughter was silent for a moment: "In your opinion, can he complete a hundred victories and challenge the Road to Hell?"

"7052's combat skills are too terrifying. His ability to remember things with a photograph has allowed him to absorb the combat skills of countless fallen ones."

The Killing Messenger thought: "During this period, every battle he fought in the killing field was as graceful as a dance, and his fighting method was like art. Even the Killing Knight, without using soul skills,

You may even be no match for him!"

"So, Wang, I'm sure that it's just a matter of time before 7052 completes 100 games, but I'm afraid he still can't make it through the road to hell."

The monsters in the Hell Road cannot be defeated by just relying on combat skills.

To deal with that guy, you not only need combat skills, but also your own real strength, soul power, and level!

"What is it that he desires?"

The King of Slaughter was silent for a long time, then suddenly spoke.

The Killing Messenger was slightly startled.

She has been in contact with Fang Yuan for a long time, and to be honest, she really doesn't know what Fang Yuan desires.

wealth?

That guy doesn't like money, and is not interested in gold and silver at all. Even the gold soul coins he captured on weekdays will be thrown away because it takes up the space of the soul guide!

Beauty?

The little boy has already begun to develop, but he doesn't seem to be interested in beauty.

On weekdays, the most he would do is talk to her verbally, and occasionally make bold advances to her. He seemed to be completely indifferent to other women.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that all Fang Yuan wants is strength.

etc!

The Killing Messenger's eyes lit up, and a picture suddenly came back to her mind.

That was the scene in the past when Fang Yuan first joined them and asked them questions.

"Great King, the words 7052 longs for..."

"Maybe it's the outside world."

(End of chapter)