Wonderland Wholesaler

Chapter 61 Entering the Purple Bamboo Forest at Night (please collect, recommend)
Zhu Dalong reacted the fastest, holding a butcher's knife and howling: "Brother Sheng, if you die, you won't earn any spiritual stones!"

wrong? "Brother Sheng, I'm here, hold on." He ran after him with two 1.5-meter-long legs. This was going to be a big deal. Dalong, a few breaths, the originally lively bonfire party at night is over.

Long Youyuan's eyes were deep, looking at a group of people who were so mighty that they didn't care about the danger of the night, and chased Zhu Sheng away.

He didn't move immediately, and looked at the backs of the crowd with a smile on his lips. This smile was like a demon examining his prey in this dark night. If the other people saw this smile, they would break out in a cold sweat.

"It seems that this time the bet is right!"

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On Yeyan Peak, there were crowds of people and bonfires everywhere. Most of the people present were foreigners from the secret realm. In front of them was a purple bamboo forest.

At the same time, a large formation is looming, and it is unknown who set it up to block all outsiders.

"Boss, it's true, who would rush into the purple bamboo forest in the middle of the night with nothing to do?" A wolf head and half demon, chewing inexplicable food in his mouth, his mouth was full of complaints.

"I see! This time the other races are all young and strong, and the boss is mentally weak, so you and I are always ready. You don't need to think about it. This piece of purple bamboo forest must be the birthplace of the dream ancient and modern silkworm. , otherwise there will be no protection from the guardian beast's bone pattern formation. Whoever destroys the formation will wake up Menggujin Silkworm in advance. I will risk offending so many races and force my way in." A bull-headed half-demon, the old god is there, and he knows a lot.

The two half-demons were exchanging information. Looking back, the lights behind them were brightly lit, and thousands of aliens with strange shapes were resting here.

"That's right." The wolf-headed half-demon said helplessly.

"Although the human race is weak, in the spirit world, it is basically the food of other races, but this is their territory after all. Anyone who can come here is a person with a background. Presumably no one will take the risk of being chased and killed by this group of people to destroy this place. Let's go to the town of bone patterns!" The two half-demons were talking.

It was late at night, and both were drowsy.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, this wind was very strange, as if someone passed by the two of them, the two half-demons were both excited, looking around vigilantly.

"Who?" The wolf-headed half-demon asked, taking out a weapon at the same time.

The two half-monsters woke up and looked around, but they didn't find any creatures approaching at all. Looking back, the bone pattern formation remained the same without any fluctuations, indicating that no one had entered.

The big town of bone patterns is a formation unique to the monster race. It uses awakened natural bone patterns to communicate with heaven and earth to set up a formation. This formation is extremely powerful and domineering. If it is not suppressed by absolute strength, it can pass freely. Those at the same level are almost invincible in defense. The presence.

"Langtou, don't scare us, you want to scare someone to death in the middle of the night!" The bull-headed half-demon seemed very impatient to be disturbed by the dream, stared at the wolf-headed half-demon, turned his head and fell asleep again.

There was a trace of hesitation in the bloodthirsty eyes of the wolf-headed half-demon. He looked back at the boss's tent and planned to report it. However, he thought that it was not a big deal. Weird things would inevitably happen in the deep mountains and old forests. He rubbed his still groggy brain.

"Damn it, if you don't enjoy a good life in the black market, you have to come to this poor place to suffer." He muttered, leaning against a big rock beside him and fell asleep.

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Zhu Sheng didn't know how long he could hold on. He only felt that his two arms had no feeling, his bones were about to fall apart, and his internal organs were jolted and reversed.

If he wanted to give up, he would die. He died for a hundred times. Why should he suffer this crime? He thought so in his heart, but there was no sign of letting go. There was always a faint voice in his heart listening to him, insisting on it. Persist for a while, and it will be fine soon, so you need to persist for a while.

With the passage of time, the arm has lost consciousness, only the brain is still functioning, but it is also groggy.

hum!
Just when he was about to faint, there was a roar in his ears!The nerves that made him drowsy were awakened again, and he felt something brushing past his body. After a brief resistance, the speed of Fairy Pig finally slowed down.

Feeling that the fairy pig under his crotch changed from running wildly to walking, he finally got a chance to breathe, but he didn't let go of his hands for the first time, and only slowly got up when he was sure that the fairy pig was not playing with him.

Ah!
A sigh of relief!

Moving the joints of the body like a sloth, this time riding a pig is simply fatal.

System Dad, can you release some normal tasks next time, it’s too bad to catch the big battle, anyway, we guys are also at the forefront of the system flow, is it interesting to torture the protagonist like this?

Complaining that the system is too inhumane, I have time to look up and look around, the night is still the same, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, this is a bamboo forest, the purple bamboos that are as thick as an adult's arm are scattered, as if this is a big maze, look around , there is no tranquility, but with a touch of evil charm, which makes people feel chills down their backs and chills in their hearts.

This is the purple bamboo forest?

Plants like purple bamboo are very rare. Even in the country of wood, which is a plant-based civilization, the number of purple bamboo is extremely rare. Purple bamboo is naturally spiritual and is an excellent material for swords. Such a large purple bamboo forest must have been cultivated by dedicated people.

To be honest, he was a little apprehensive at this time. When he was with Shenlinger Xiangxiang, he didn’t feel any fear. Now that he came out alone, he realized that the surroundings were terribly quiet, and he always felt that there were some terrifying creatures staring at him in the dark. For himself, he could even hear the creature's heavy breathing. If it wasn't for the fairy pig under his crotch to accompany him, he would probably be scared to pee at this time.

There is no way around this, no matter in the previous life or in this life, he lived in a modern society, surrounded by tall buildings and mountains, and occasionally picnics are also places where there are many people. Ordinary people are not Mr. Pei.

Pressing his chest, feeling the oxygen pouring into his chest, gradually adjusting his breathing, he smiled and activated the knife between his fingers, to meet the danger that may arise at any time, he didn't use the turtle shield amulet at this moment, it's not that there is no more, but the turtle shield amulet will emit The green light is very conspicuous in this deep purple bamboo forest, and then I will really become a target.

As the fairy pig moved slowly in one direction, he didn't kill the fairy pig immediately, but felt that something was wrong. According to his guess, Zizhu Forest should be occupied by alien races now, and these alien races are all waiting for Meng Gujin Silkworm was born, but he didn't expect that there were no aliens in the forest. This not only made him wonder, is this not the purple bamboo forest.

and many more!

what is that?
While he was thinking, the divine identification technique had already been activated. This was the only magical power he believed in now. The dark golden halo flowed in his eyes, as if he was an experienced hunter observing his prey in this quiet purple bamboo forest.

In the darkness, there seemed to be some creature approaching, which made him vigilant on the spot, and the knife slowly flowed between his fingers with a smile. The black knife's combat power in this winding and deep purple bamboo forest automatically increased by 50.00%.

The creature in the darkness seemed to be very afraid of him, and he didn't approach him immediately, but slowly approached him.

After a long time, he found that something was wrong. In the god-level identification technique, not only the creature was approaching him. After some identification, he was shocked to find that all the creatures that could not be seen clearly were centered on him. There are no less than a few hundred of them, and now they surround him.

(End of this chapter)