Ying Zhe's eyes flashed with a bright light.
"The War God Catalog lives up to its reputation!”
"Moreover, this is only the first piece!”
The first War God Catalog had allowed Ying Zhe to have a huge breakthrough.
From this, it could be seen that the remaining forty-eight pieces definitely possessed supreme mysteries.
"I really hope that the day we find the War God Hall will come!”
Ying Zhe's eyes lit up with anticipation.
Very quickly.
He calmed down.
Looking at War God Totem 1 floating in the air, Ying Zhe felt somewhat troubled.
"The embossed of the War God Catalog is 0.25 square meters in size. Where should I put it?”
However, just as he finished speaking, he received a notification from the game.
"Ding! War God Catalog is a treasure hidden drop. It can be recycled into the game.”
Hearing this, Ying Zhe was instantly amused.
"There's such a good thing?"
"Then there's no need to worry at all.”
With a thought, he immediately put the War God Catalog into the game.
Then…
A thought flashed across Ying Zhe's mind.
He seemed to remember that when he exited the game, there was still a red dot that had not been opened.
In other words, there was also a travel souvenir.
"I wonder what the last souvenir will be?”
With curiosity and doubt in his heart, Ying Zhe entered the game again.
At this time, Croakatoa seemed to have finished recording in the diary and was no longer on the small table in the room.
However, the light in its cabin was still on. It seemed like it was fiddling with something inside.
Ying Zhe didn't disturb it and entered the specialty page.
Soon, he clicked on the last souvenir that Croakatoa had brought back.
Ding!
A page popped up:
It was a letter from the world of " The Twin Dragons of the Great Tang ", written personally by the Demoness Wan Wan of the Yin Sunflower Sect!
“？？？”
Ying Zhe was stunned when he saw the message.
Wanwan's handwritten letter?"
"This letter was brought back by Croaky. It seems that it was given to me?”
"But…"
"For no reason, we haven't even seen each other. Why did a letter come?”
With all kinds of questions, Ying Zhe retrieved the letter.
Swoosh!
After a soft sound.
The letter landed in Ying Zhe's hands.
On the surface of the envelope, there were two butterflies, fluttering butterflies.
It was lifelike and lifelike!
The thin envelope had a faint, enchanting fragrance.
Ying Zhe immediately recognized that this was the woman's body fragrance.
Wanwan had probably carried this letter with her for some time.
Very quickly.
Ying Zhe gently opened the envelope.
The first thing that appeared was not a letter, but a picture.
It was a sketch!
In the painting was a woman.
Her white clothes fluttered in the wind, and her feet were bare.
She wore a thin veil, revealing a pair of black eyes and long hair. She was bewitching and alluring.
Half covered by the veil ~
He could only see half of her face, but this part that was exposed was already charming and filled with an intoxicating charm.
"Very beautiful, very moving!"
She had to admit that this half-covered photo was very charming.
It could make men restless and arouse the desire in their hearts.
However!
At this moment, Ying Zhe still had many questions on his face.
"What's wrong with Wanwan?"
"Why did you give me a picture of her?”
Shaking his head gently, Ying Zhe put the painting aside.
Then, he took out a folded white handkerchief from the envelope.
It wasn't a piece of white paper as he had imagined, but a foot-long white silk!
He opened it gently.
Instantly ~
An intoxicating fragrance wafted into his nose.
Ying Zhe didn't care and looked at the white silk.
The foot-long white silk was filled with small, beautiful words.
The first sentence that greeted his eyes:
Young Master, Wanwan greets you ~"
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There weren't many words on the white scroll, only about a hundred words.
Ying Zhe quickly finished reading.
Then, he fell into a dream-like, indescribable expression.
At this moment, he held this piece of white silk and didn't know what to do.
After a long time ~
A smile appeared on his face as he muttered softly.
"This little devil!"
"When we really meet, we really have to give him a good whipping!”
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The next day came quickly.
Ying Zhe and the others continued on their way.
During this period, Ying Zhe bought a lot of food for the baby croakworm so that it could travel more easily.
However, this time, Croakatoa wasn't in a hurry to go out.
Until the morning of the third day.
A pleasant voice rang out in Ying Zhe's ears.
"Croaky has already rested. It's full of energy and energy ~"
" Croaky had a good breakfast!"
"Croaky went on a trip ~"
Ying Zhe was naturally looking forward to the trip.
However, his current focus was on the upcoming storm.
Today was already the third day!
It was estimated that Ying Zhe and his group of over 100 secret guards would arrive at the Mohist City of Traps at noon.
At that time, what should come would come!
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Da da ~
This time, Ying Zhe wasn't in a hurry.
He brought Zhang Han and the others towards the Mohist City of Traps.
"Stop!"
Zhang Han ordered.
He immediately commanded the entire team to stop.
Then, he rode his warhorse toward the carriage.
Zhang Han immediately said respectfully with a vigilant expression.
"Young Master, the situation doesn't seem right!”
"It was too quiet along the way.”
"It's very likely that the remnants of the Six Nations are lying in ambush ahead!”
Ying Zhe's voice came from the carriage. It was calm and indifferent.
"There was indeed an ambush, but it wasn't the remnants of the Six Nations.”
"But…"
"Network Killer!"
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