Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 92 Team Invitation, No. 4 Help (Thanks to Giordano's Leader, 5k)(3/3)

Yu Ziqing imprinted all these words into his mind.

Each word is repeated several times, with subtle differences between each word. These are his character library, which he will use when leaving messages for others in the future.

The inner strength has become stronger, so it will naturally be updated.

After returning to his room, Yu Ziqing took out the ring on the seventh floor, entered it, and used the new character library to leave a message to No. 4.

Lao Yang didn't want to have contact with other people, and told him the solution. Isn't this obvious? Why not let Yu Ziqing pretend to be cool?

If he doesn't want to say anything, he will be like Number 6 and not say anything at all.

"Gather your strength, close your eyes, and walk straight forward. If you can't die, you can get out."

After thinking about it, Yu Ziqing left another sentence.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you."

"If you're not dead, remember you owe me some information."

Not long after Yu Ziqing left, No. 4 rushed to the seventh floor after receiving the message prompt.

Looking at the message, he was stunned and immediately replied "Okay".



In a world that seemed to have a golden aurora spinning around, a young man with divine light shining all over his body and a small bell hanging above his head was struggling to stand firm against the golden light here.

His closed eyes suddenly opened and he looked at the seventh-floor ring on his hand with a strange expression.

But after looking at the surrounding environment, and then thinking about the sentence that whether you believe it or not, it’s up to you, I actually believed it a little bit.

To be able to say this, at least he has an understanding of his current situation.

After pondering for a moment, he slowly gathered his strength, closed his eyes, and relied solely on the power of the magic weapon to defend himself.

The divine light slowly dimmed, and at this time, I saw that the golden light like a big river was actually countless metal particles that were finer than fine sand, turning into a violent sandstorm, constantly impacting.

After a while, the sound of fine gold and iron clanging could be heard endlessly.

The little bell's own strength soon ran out and it fell into the young man's arms.

The robe on his body also began to be activated, resisting the golden sand storm outside.

He trudged forward in the storm, and when his robe was turned into dregs, he also had a necklace around his neck, which was inspired.

Just when the necklace was about to run out of power, the surrounding sounds suddenly dissipated and the pressure disappeared.

He opened his eyes, was naked, looked back, and saw the swirling golden sand storm behind him, stretching for dozens of miles, standing there like a giant wall or a huge mountain.

Everything seen with the naked eye seems to be distorted by the huge power of magnetism. It is obviously only one step away, but it is like two worlds.

"Well, it's really coming out. This new No. 7 has something special."

He took out the seventh floor ring again and went to leave a message for No. 7.

"I owe you some information. If you need anything at that time, you can leave a message directly."

Not long after he left the message, Yu Ziqing replied to him.

"South of the great earthquake, adjacent to the Hengduan Mountains, there is a place called Mourning Mountain. There is a very complete cave there. Do you know the information about this cave?"

Yu Ziqing felt that a bastard like No. 4, who must have a prominent family background, an extraordinary background, and managed to get around without dying, might know something.
Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next