Bean-sized beads of sweat dripped down from Wang Quan Fuqiang's forehead and onto the ground.
Fear filled his heart, and an extremely strong sense of suffocation spread from his heart.
Although he was a player in The Myths, even if he was killed by this middle-aged man in the white Confucian robe, he could still be resurrected at the resurrection point in the novice village of Taoyuan Village.
However, Wang Quan Fuqiang, who had died nearly ten times, and some players of The Myths could clearly feel that after dying too many times, one's root bone and one's own comprehension would drop. In other words, one's soul would be damaged!
If it wasn't a situation where they had to die, they naturally didn't want to be killed. After all, the feeling of being killed was very common. The moment they were teleported to the newbie resurrection point of Taoyuan Village, they could clearly feel the pain.
Although it only felt like an instant, he was killed just by asking for directions. This was too damn aggrieved!
Wang Quan Fuqiang could not help but feel a sense of desolation in his heart. He had finally managed to get the first spot to enter the Celestial Spirit Island Dungeon, but he did not gain any advantage. Instead, he was at a disadvantage!
However, the eyes of the middle-aged man in the Confucian robe who had raised his right hand suddenly constricted. The killing intent in his eyes had also been concealed. He only glanced indifferently at Wang Quan Fuqiang before turning around and leaving!
"Hu hu hu ~~"
After the white-robed middle-aged cultivator had walked ten steps away, Wang Quan Fuqiang felt as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden. He placed his hands on his knees and panted heavily. The few seconds just now seemed to have passed as long as a few years. Wang Quan Fuqiang, who had thought that he would die, seemed to have collapsed after surviving.
What was the reason for this guy to let me go?
Immediately after.
Wang Quan Fuqiang was puzzled.
Wang Quan turned his head with a face full of questions and saw a group of Suzhou city guards slowly walking over from afar. The guards and the soldiers at the city gate were all dressed in the same clothes. Above the head of the leader of the group was a series of question marks, just like the middle-aged man in the white Confucian robe.
"Another cultivator above the Mortal Realm!”
Wang Quan Fuqiang sighed.
"They are too weak!"
Wang Quan Fuqiang sighed deeply.
Ye Qing was from Taoyuan Village. One had to know that he had plundered all the novice treasure chests in Taoyuan Village. He was also the first place to set the village chief's rules.
If Ye Qing hadn't plundered all the new players in The Myths, there would definitely be players who had reached Level 100 and above in such a short period of time. Only these players could struggle to survive in the Celestial Spirit Island dungeon.
However, Ye Qing made a strong debut. He first occupied Taoyuan Village and then the title of 'Strongest Village Chief' was revealed. He ruled over the eight novice villages in The Myths.
As a result, they were forced to hand over 30% of their experience and gold coins, greatly reducing their leveling speed. Under this vicious cycle, their levels were extremely low.
That was why the Celestial Spirit Island Instance Dungeon was activated. Everyone's strength did not reach their expectations. This Joust For A Spouse mission was no different from ascending to the heavens for novice players!
"It's good that you're not dead!"
A moment later, after regaining his senses, Wang Quan Fuqiang looked fearfully at the middle-aged man in the white Confucian robe who was walking forward with a carefree expression.
Wang Quan Fuqiang understood how terrifying non-player NPCs were in the world of The Myths. One could never judge a person's character based on their appearance. Otherwise, they would definitely end up in a bad situation.
If it weren't for the fact that there was a team of patrolling soldiers in Suzhou, he would probably be at the novice resurrection point of Taoyuan Village.
Then…
In order to avoid bumping into the white-robed Confucian cultivator again, Wang Quan Fuqiang had changed streets and walked around this street, heading toward the arena of the Joust For A Spouse.
The Lin Family Castle in Suzhou!
It was a first-class faction in Suzhou!
When Lin Tiannan, the master of the Lin Family Castle, announced that he would be finding a spouse for his daughter, it caused a huge commotion in the nearby cities.
The Lin Family Castle's Castle Lord, Lin Tiannan, was a master of both sword techniques. He even had several heaven-grade cultivation techniques. Once someone became the son-in-law of the Lin Family Castle, he would not have to worry about cultivation techniques.
It attracted the geniuses from the other cities and many small and medium-sized sects outside Suzhou. They all wanted to try the Lin Family Castle's spouse finding martial competition.
The Lin Family Castle in Suzhou occupied several hundred acres of land.
In front of the huge Lin Clan Castle, a 1,000-foot-large martial arts arena had been set up. There were red silk arenas 300 feet in the air, forming a pattern of scattered flowers. Four large copper pillars rose from the four corners of the arena, and a large red embroidered ball was tied to the copper pillars. At a glance, it looked quite festive.
Below the martial arts arena were countless talents from Suzhou and many other cities and small and medium-sized factions!
There were even some burly men among them, all of whom exuded a dangerous aura. Their eyes were filled with anticipation as they stared at the red door on the side of the arena.
Rumors.
Lin Yueru's beauty was so alluring that it could topple a nation. Even the great poet of the Great Song Dynasty, Liu Yong, was amazed by her beauty. A short poem was passed down, and Lin Yueru became famous in the Great Song Dynasty.
"I want to see if the daughter of the Lin Family Castle Lord is as beautiful as the poem says!”
A young man in a white robe said with a devilish smile in front of the arena.
"So what? I, Wang Tianba, will definitely take Lin Yueru!”
As soon as the white-robed young man finished speaking, a burly man carrying a loose greatsword on his back said in a muffled voice like thunder.
When the white-robed youth heard the burly man's provocative words, he could not help but frown.
The young man in white turned his head and sized up the tanned man with a loose longsword on his back. When the young man in white saw the black dragon tattoo on the man's right arm, he suppressed his anger.
" Black Dragon Stockade bandits!!"
The white-robed youth was shocked.
The Black Dragon Stockade was the largest group of bandits outside Suzhou. The chief was a Monarch level expert. The Great Song Dynasty had once dispatched a large number of troops to wipe out this group of bandits. In the end, the three thousand elite soldiers of a military camp were all buried on the Black Dragon Mountain where the Black Dragon Stockade was stationed.
The Great Song Dynasty was furious and sent a team of imperial guards to clean up the place. All of them were peak Heaven Realm experts, and they all died on Black Dragon Mountain.
At this point.
Only then did the Great Song Dynasty realize that the Black Dragon Stockade could not be underestimated. They sent out their personal guards. Although they killed the leader of the Black Dragon Stockade, a few elites managed to escape.
The Black Dragon Stockade was very easy to recognize because they had a ferocious black dragon tattoo on their right arm!
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