Roulette World

Some are overwhelmed.

This is what everyone thinks, even Ye Zhongming thinks so while being grateful.

At level seven, even Ye Zhongming must be extremely cautious when making a move. If Xiaohu tries to challenge when there is a difference of two levels, the chance of success is really not high.

If he knew that Xiaohu was going to do this, Ye Zhongming might be able to think of a way if he couldn't stop it, but now that he has entered the challenge and cut off contact with the outside world, Ye Zhongming can no longer intervene.

Everything is up to him.

Suddenly, Ye Zhongming realized one thing. He left and came back, but he didn't change the cognition that these people hadn't grown up, and still felt that they were immature, and it was impossible to leave him.

However, in the half a year since leaving, these subordinates brought out by themselves have actually grown up, and they can already rely on their own strength to fight against forces such as the Retail Chamber of Commerce Yao Shijun. They already have their own behavior.

Perhaps, blindly helping is not a good thing.

Things here are over, should we let them out to do things independently?

Finally someone started to challenge Xiaohu after weighing it.

The people in Yunding were watching quietly, silently cheering for their companions.

Xiaohu is very excited, very excited, he feels that the center of the entire Genting is him, and everyone is looking forward to his victory. He feels very good, very good.

Excitement will bring unreasonable power to the human body. Xiaohu is like this. He temporarily put away the crystal energy magic bullet gun, and only relies on the saber to deal with opponents. Almost invincible.

The opponent was very strong, otherwise he wouldn't have challenged him, but he underestimated Xiaohu's crazy character. In front of Xiaohu who performed supernormally, he failed and was cut in half by the saber knife from head to toe.

In the opponent's blood fountain, Xiaohu raised his head to the sky and screamed like a madman.

This aura made many people flinch.

Humans may be frightened by the little tiger for a moment, but the sea beasts are not. A level 6 sea beast appeared on the stage.

Just as Xiaohu swung his knife at his opponent, Mo Ye suddenly pulled the corner of Ye Zhongming's clothes from behind.

"Someone wants to see you."

Mo Ye said something in a low voice, Ye Zhongming turned his head and saw a man wearing 'Gemisu' smiling at him.

Ye Zhongming turned his head and didn't want to talk to him at all.

Gemisu, that is, the white Arabian robe we are familiar with, is the traditional costume of many countries in Central and Western Asia. Ye Zhongming knew at a glance that this person is the envoy of the West Asian Alliance, representing the unity of several countries, the strength In today's Asian regions, it ranks among the top five.

But Ye Zhongming still didn't want to talk to him. After today, those who can survive should go back to their respective countries and continue to work hard for survival and evolution. From now on, everyone will be separated from each other. In the future, when the sky is gradually occupied by flying mutated life, they want to cross It is almost impossible for half a continent to meet each other, and in that case, there is no need to waste time.

What's more, Xiaohu's safety is the most important thing.

Seeing that Ye Zhongming didn't respond to him at all, the handsome Asian man with well-trimmed beards took out something and handed it to the younger brothers outside Yunding, asking them to send it to Ye Zhongming.

Ye Zhongming was already very displeased to be disturbed again, but after seeing such a thing, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he waved his hand to let his subordinates let this West Asian man in.

"Hello, dear friend." The West Asian man put his arm on his chest, bent down and saluted Ye Zhongming.

Ye Zhongming looked at the blue crystal on the man's forehead representing a five-star evolutionary, and bowed back.

"Since you gave me the opportunity to speak, it means that you know what is in your hand. I would like to ask if we have a chance to cooperate."

His face remained motionless, but Ye Zhongming's heart was filled with turmoil. This shock was stronger than when he saw the Sea Crown.

The seemingly vague words of this very polite and low-profile West Asian are actually a temptation.

He was testing whether Ye Zhongming really knew this kind of thing, and knew the true value of this kind of thing.

The deeper meaning is whether there is something that this man or West Asia needs!

If Ye Zhongming hadn't been reborn, even if he really got to the same situation as he is today by luck, he wouldn't know what was in this small bottle, but he had seen it at an auction during the last ten years of his previous life. This thing, and know the legend about this thing.

It's a legend, because of Ye Zhongming's strength and status in his previous life, he was not qualified to obtain this kind of thing, not even qualified to touch it.

But he really knows what it is, and he also knows what this West Asian wants.

"I think we can cooperate." Ye Zhongming held the small crystal clear bottle in his hand, showing a big smile.

Finally, there was a trace of mood swings on the handsome face of the West Asian, and he looked at Ye Zhongming with a smile and remained silent.

"Star sand, fertile soil."

The voice was very low, so low that even a West Asian man could hardly hear it clearly when he was standing beside Ye Zhongming, but it made his excited body tremble.

This Chinese really knows what he gave him, this Chinese really knows what he wants!

The West Asians didn't suspect Ye Zhongming at all, because he knew what the beautiful fine sand in the small bottle handed to Ye Zhongming was. If he hadn't been in contact with similar items, he would never know!

After calming down his excitement, the West Asian man saw that Ye Zhongming had no intention of returning his own stardust, and he didn't mind either. This thing is very precious, or extremely precious. But in West Asia, there are still considerable reserves, and with the deepening of development, the amount will become larger and larger. It is nothing to give this quarter bottle of Stardust Sand to this man who knows the secret, just treat it as a meeting gift.

"However, we are too far away. It seems that it will be very difficult to meet after today." Ye Zhongming said, raising the small bottle in his hand, and continued: "Since you have Xingchensha, you should know that there is only one kind of this kind of thing. A little bit won’t do much.”

The West Asian man was finally completely relieved. He was sure that this man really understood these things. He was trying his luck to try this Chinese with a purple weapon, but he didn't expect it to happen.

The West Asian smiled more gracefully, and did not let go of the arm supporting his chest. He took half a step forward and got closer to Ye Zhongming, causing many core members of Genting to almost make a move.

"We have this, so as long as we are willing to cooperate sincerely with each other under the watchful eye of Allah, then nothing will be a problem."

Ye Zhongming looked at the open palm of the West Asian man, and there was a bronze sign inside.

"Ye Zhongming." Ye Zhongming stretched out his hand to the West Asian.

"Hamandan Rashid."

"You speak Chinese well."

"thanks."