"How many levels have you been promoted?" Yun Ting asked. The experience brought by a soldier is enough to upgrade the player. This is in the early stage, so war is a way to make people powerful. However, killing soldiers is not just something that people do now. Relying on the advantages of the Qingguan Sword and the magic of the Dream God Machine, they almost died against four soldiers. I have to say that unity is strength.

Just like the soldier at the city gate just now, alone and exposed a big flaw, he was killed by Meng Shenji with two swords. Under normal circumstances, this is very difficult to do.

Level does not represent everything, but Yun Ting still asked habitually.

Meng Shenji stretched out five fingers and said, "Level 5, now I'm level 10, and all the attributes are acceptable, but I just don't know where the hidden panel is."

"You will know this later, let's go." Yun Ting had an unfathomable smile on his face. He was even more charlatan than Zhang Jiao. But indeed, Yun Ting could be a charlatan and shouted, "If you want to be reborn, believe me if you want to be reborn! But not many people would come, which made the super computer angry. I guess the staff of the Charter Administration directly sent Yun Ting to capture him and study his structure carefully. What was the reason and how he was reborn.

"I'll call you jj from now on. It sounds nice and convenient, but it sounds smooth and concise." Yun Ting took a few steps forward and suddenly turned around and said.

"jj?" Meng Shenji frowned, as if he had thought of something bad.

"Don't think about it, dreaming, jj, be pure in life." Yun Ting held back his smile and continued to tease.

"It's you that you are not pure. Since this is the case, I will call you Tingting in the future. Tingting sounds cute and charming, and can also arouse others' imagination." Meng Shenji said coldly. I have to say that it was too cold. Yun Ting remembered his previous life. It seemed that there was a group of extremely lively people who were moving next to a piece of ice. But the ice cube at the back melted, and it seemed that he had taken this great job a lot ahead of time.

"You're talking a lot now."

"It's not that I talk too much, you talk too much." Meng Shenji said, walking forward on his own, ignoring Yun Ting's unconnotational conversation.

Walking out of the alley, there is a lively street market outside. Although it is afternoon, the traffic is still quite large. The stalls and shops are extremely busy, with pedestrians, travelers, merchants, and everyone is traveling through it. Yun Ting and Meng Shenji have also been integrated into it. As a foodie, artist, collector, and everyone, Yun Ting appropriately demonstrates his identity.

"Boss, I bought these candied haws." So Meng Shenji carried a wooden stick full of candied haws, and combined with his handsome face, and he was simply a gourd brother. Unfortunately, most of the people who eat candied haws are children, and there is no girl's home. What's important is that these candied haws are not sold. Meng Shenji carried candied haws and was completely out of shape. Each candied haws entered his stomach, but he still continued, just like a person who was not full, he could only eat candied haws to satisfy his hunger.

"Boss, I'll want all these cloths."

"Boss, I've got all these rouge powders, pack them for me."

"Boss, I'll ask for all of you vegetables and radishes." Yun Ting was like a purchasing madman, eating the candied haws in his hand while buying wildly. For a moment, the entire street market became silent. Everyone stopped to look at Yun Ting's heroic means, and only Yun Ting's words were resounding.

"boss……"

"boss……"

Don’t worry, in order to make Mengshenji more comfortable, Yun Ting put all the things he bought into his parcel and also paid a lot of money.

This is not important, money, I have it, if I don’t have it, Mengshenji has it! So Yun Ting consciously bought things, spent a lot of money, and turned them into his own personal things. No matter whether it is useful or not, it will definitely be useful after buying it. He has money! Although it is Mengshenji’s money, Yun Ting took it into his hand, it is his own money, and it is even less burden to spend it.

The players who shop at the market were stunned. The money they got from their hard work had to travel around the street market to earn, and they only bought one or two pieces, and they had to make careful calculations. Look at Yun Ting, and he bought a lot of them, and he immediately wanted to dig a crack in the ground. This is the gap! The gap between the rich and the poor!

The male players who showed off to the girls beside them were stunned and collapsed. Look at the female players, looking at Yun Ting with their bright and beautiful eyes, and the shopping fire in their hearts suddenly rose. Entering the Tianyuan Anniversary, all transactions can be completed without leaving the user. Although this is the case, there are still many shops open to provide people with shopping experience. This is also a tradition of the AD Anniversary. It has been passed down to this point. It has to be said that the shopping soul of girls is too powerful.

Unfortunately, this is a game, and they can't buy it with real money, otherwise they would probably be even more crazy than Yun Ting. They can only look at Yun Ting with envious eyes and give resentful eyes to the male compatriots around them.

"Please stay, brother."

When Yun Ting heard that he was still purchasing, a familiar voice came from behind. When he turned around, Yun Ting saw the familiar face and showed a sad smile on his face. "Is there anything wrong?"

"I want to meet my brother." The person who came with a smile on his face, behaved appropriately and politely. This smile fell into Yun Ting's eyes, which was even more disgusting than seeing ****, but this person who was almost the same as **** had been destroyed by Yun Ting once in his previous life.

"So it's Brother Zhan. Hello, is there anything wrong? If it's okay, I'm very busy." Yun Ting also smiled, but his arrogance was revealed in his smile, and he squinted Zhan Kuang with disdain. His appearance made people want to beat him into a pig's head at a glance.

In the game, the player's name can be adjusted into two forms: visible and invisible. The names of Yun Ting and Meng Shen Ji are invisible. Otherwise, once the name of Meng Shen Ji is revealed, players in Jizhou will probably go crazy.

The man who talked to Yun Ting had the word "Shan Kuang" on his head, and behind him were a lot of players who used the word "Shan" as the prefix in front of him, which was particularly eye-catching. Such a bunch of people could walk sideways among street soldiers.

"You, don't you take my young master seriously when he talks to you, are you looking for death?" Zhan Jue stood up, his eyes sprayed with sparks, and his hand was already pressing on the long sword he was wearing around his waist.

"Zhan Jue, stop, be polite to this brother." Zhan Kuang said lightly, and Zhan Jue behind him put his hand down, but his eyes were still staring at Yun Ting. He stood straight and stood beside Zhan Kuang, alerting to the surroundings at any time.

"What are you looking at? You don't even have any politeness. Be careful to dig out your eyes. Are the Zhan family like you?"

As soon as Yun Ting said this, a group of people suddenly pulled out their weapons and wanted to dismember Yun Ting's corpse. No one could insult the Zhan family. As the eight major families in China and two of the three families, they had enough confidence to make all those who dared to verbally despise the Zhan family.

This is not only pride, but also means. That is, the Zhan family, which takes Zhan as its surname. Apart from the Emperor family, China has the most power in the military. Whether in reality or in the game, they all have that strength.

"Stop!" Zhan Kuang said coldly, raised his hand, and the people behind him put down their weapons.

"This brother, Zhan Kuang does have something to ask for. Please forgive me if the people under him don't know the rules." Zhan Kuang bowed and said slowly. However, he was shocked and puzzled. The Zhan family is one of the eight major families in China. People have only heard of the name but do not know the content. After comparing the people who know him, they found that the players in front of him really had no impression in their minds, just not knowing how he knew his identity.

"Oh? The second young master of the Zhan family can also ask for help. It's really rare. Since Brother Zhan said that, okay, let's listen to you with compassion for you." Yun Ting stretched his waist lazily, ignoring the murderous gazes shot by the group of players behind Zhan Kuang, and said slowly.

Yun Ting knew very well who these people were. Most of the people who followed the war maniac were his bodyguards. If they had the same master, they would have the same servants. Perhaps they had been following such a master for too long, and some of them, who had been an imperial warrior, had forgotten their glorious identity.

Compared to Zhan Kuang, Yun Ting actually valued his brother more. The guy who is known as the next generation of Chinese swords, which represents the true bloodline and spirit of the Zhan family. Zhan Kuang in front of him is not worthy, and he cannot be called the name of Zhan. At best, he can only be regarded as a rich child who is under the huge family.

Zhan Kuang was angry, his face twitched a little, but he didn't show any dissatisfaction. He said humbly: "I think the giant sword behind my brother is good. I want to ask my brother to give it up and sell it to me, so I came to discuss it."

Others may be deceived by this humble appearance, but Yun Ting doesn't. He has fought this Zhan Kuang countless times in his previous life, so how could he not know that Zhan Kuang is actually a despicable villain who appears and secretly looks like he eats a fly. So when he sees this expression, Yun Ting feels disgusting as if he has eaten a fly.

"You are much worse than your brother. If I don't sell it to you, are you going to force me to rob me?"

"Brother is this joking. Who am I, Zhan Kuang? I am absolutely a word!" Zhan Kuang suppressed his anger, and the smile on his face had not been reduced by half, and he continued.

He endured it for a long time, but he knew that he could not bear it anymore.

"It should be the word of the Nine Dings? Brother Zhan, even the nine big Dings can't be exchanged for you. Get out quickly. This sword cannot be taken by someone like you." Yun Ting didn't want to talk to Zhan Kuang anymore. Now he wants to kill him first, not to mention that there is Dream God Ji, who only wins but not loses. Why not play?

"It seems you are looking for death!" Zhan Kuang said in a cold voice.

"I don't know whether to seek death or not. It's you who may be seeking death." Yun Ting smashed a large pot of tofu he just bought on Zhan Kuang at lightning speed, which was so refreshing.

"Kill him for me!" Zhan Kuang shook away the white tofu with a broken face, and was furious. The blue veins on his body burst out, his eyes were about to kill. This was the first insult he had been to childhood, and it was also intolerable. What kind of humility and disguise, even the words of the elder brother he was most afraid of were thrown behind his head, and he roared and drew out his sword. Zhan Kuang wanted to kill this hateful player now, no matter who he was!

"Kill him for me, don't let him run away, tear him to pieces!" The dozens of people following behind heard the order and pulled out their weapons one after another, and even two of them had bows and arrows, forcing Yun Ting! The players and the indigenous people who saw that the situation was wrong were hiding far away, but did not leave, preparing to watch the excitement in the distance.

"Speed ​​up, and someone will come to the government afterwards." Yun Ting pulled out the Qingguan Sword, and a murderous aura suddenly filled the field. All the players in the Zhan family on the opposite side felt suppressed by a pressure, and they all had difficulty breathing.

"I know." Meng Shenji said vaguely, bit off the last candied haw, his lips were covered with red juice, and he picked up the delicate dagger in his hand, not knowing how many people he killed and how many blood he drank.
Chapter completed!