Fleeting Year couldn't wait to rush to the Buried City to vent his anger, but now he had to have a good meal with Sister Bright Night and Lady Hestia who had been worried about him!
As for that snobbish fellow, there would always be a chance to teach him a lesson in the future.
Early the next morning, just as the sky was about to brighten, Liu Nian had already woken up. The few of them got excited last night and started to drink again. After that, there was nothing else. He had learned from his mother that he liked to drink, but he did not have the talent to drink. After drinking two or three glasses, Liu Nian collapsed. In his daze, he felt as if he had fallen into a big ball of softness. He was pulled around, kissed on the left cheek, and bitten on the right shoulder. He was having a lot of fun.
When Liunian opened his eyes, a subtle feeling washed over his heart. It was fine if he woke up to this familiar ceiling every time, but why did Sister Bright Night and Lady Hestia have to sleep here with their arms around me every time!
This didn't make sense. The familiar scenes of palace fights from his previous world suddenly appeared in Liu Nian's mind. If Sister Bright Night and Lady Hestia started fighting for him, they would tear each other's clothes and whatnot. Should he stop them or just sit at the side and watch the show? Just thinking about it made him a little excited.
But now, he had more things to do. He gently broke free from the arms of the two and placed Sister Hui Ye and Sister Hestia's stiff bodies together. After covering them with the blanket, he quietly picked up the equipment that Hestia had specially prepared for him. After saying softly that he was leaving, he quickly walked towards the underground city.
The two people lying on the bed quietly opened their eyes. Hestia looked at Bright Night with a troubled face.
"You actually won again. Losing to a woman like you really makes me feel indignant, but I also really don't want to win. This contradictory feeling really makes me extremely unhappy.”
"Don't even think about going back on your word. From now on, I'll join your family and become the princess of Hestia's family!”
Hui Ye smiled as he pinched Hestia's dimples. Seeing Hestia being humiliated, he felt inexplicably comfortable. It seemed that other than playing games, interacting with others was a very interesting thing.
Just like that, Fleeting Year fought the monsters alone in the Buried City. Ever since Bale was chased by Minotaurs, he began to follow the steps of a newbie exploring the Buried City, training level by level. However, due to his ability, he even looked forward to Ais, the Loki's spawn. His growth rate was also quite shocking. Although he couldn't successfully advance in less than ten days compared to Fleeting Year, he was still much faster than the others who took a few years to advance.
After Fleeting Years leveled up, his ability value was even more amazing. Originally, each attribute had increased by 5 points. Including the two battles that he had leveled up, his total ability value for all attributes was now 10 points. However, the meaning of each point was completely different from when he was at Level1.
After leveling up, his body seemed to have received a small transformation. There was a huge improvement in all aspects. Even the skills that he used a few times in the past would consume a lot of energy. Fleeting Year felt that he could maintain it within the normal range of use without exhausting himself. However, he still felt a little exhausted after using it seven or eight times in a short period of time.
He waved his hand at the weapon, which was already considered an extraordinary item among beginner equipment. Fleeting Year could not help but sigh. Sister Bright Night was a genius in some aspects. He and Hestia had no idea where this weapon came from, but they knew that many people outside were trembling when they saw Sister Bright Night. They did not know what she had done to those poor people.
They had already arrived at the sixth level of the underground city. Several Werewolves fell from the stone wall in front of them. Fleeting Year waved the weapon in his hand, and a beautiful saber technique bloomed among the monsters. Black saber lights scattered on the monsters 'bodies one by one, cutting them into pieces.
Bang! Seven or eight Werewolves were turned into ashes in a short moment. Fleeting Year was also panting slightly. He had just performed several Broken Wings Dance in succession, and it had consumed a lot of his body.
However, the road to leveling up had already begun. Fleeting Year excitedly continued to head deeper into the Buried City.
"I'm so excited, so happy, so happy. This is such a lovable child, such a beautiful soul. Even if the white-haired boy beside him is much more dazzling than ordinary people, it can't compare to a hundredth of his soul's beauty. I can't stand it anymore. I want to keep him by my side forever. Auta, is there any activity going on recently?”
"My lord, the Ganisa clan will be holding an annual monster sacrifice. My lord, do you need me to do anything for you?”
"No, I want to go personally this time. I want to admire that beautiful soul up close. I wonder what kind of power you can unleash for the obsession in your heart. I'm really looking forward to it.”
Bright Night, who had been following Hestia around the streets, suddenly felt a sense of alertness. He looked around in confusion, but he did not find anything unusual. Strange, could it be that this little girl in front of him was thinking of how to make fun of me again?
"Hestia, how long will it take to reach the place you mentioned? Without Liunian, I feel that walking is really tiring!”
"We're almost there, we're almost there. We're almost there. We're at a place where we can make a suitable weapon for Liunian.”
Hestia held a drawing drawn by Fleeting Years tightly in her hand. She looked at the weapon shop of Hephaestus not far away with anticipation!
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