Ji Longcheng stood at the top of the tower, looking down at the brand new Qinglong City. The wind and rain blew his black hair up, revealing his brilliant golden eyes.

After watching for a while, Ji Longcheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a cheerful smile.

Only today, the human beings in this world have a place to live in this apocalyptic world.

Qinglong City has strong walls and powerful cannons, and extremely strong defense. Inside the high wall is the well-planned Qinglong Palace, mission hall, warehouse, barracks, power plant, mining factory...

The faces of the soldiers and survivors who came and went all had expressions of pride. They, humans, were the most powerful force in Fengtian City. No matter how ferocious the ghosts or the bloodthirsty zombies, they could not repel them!

The wind and rain became more and more fierce. Ji Longcheng jumped off the tower. A blue flying sword was drawn from his back and caught him accurately.

This tower is exactly the light prism tower with extremely strong defensive capabilities in "Red Alert"!

Ji Longcheng landed and strode into the majestic Qinglong Hall. In the Qinglong Hall, the golden floor tiles were as bright as a mirror. In the hall, there were thirty-six thick dragon pillars.

Jilong City circulates its spiritual power, and the rainwater is completely evaporated.

There were no outsiders in the Qinglong Palace at this moment. Ji Longcheng stretched out his hand, and a silver-gray Fang Tian painted halberd appeared in the divine space.

Ji Longcheng caught it casually and began to dance. Ji Longcheng opened and closed widely, moving like a dragon, Fang Tian's painted halberd flashed with cold light, and the aroused energy splashed in the hall.

This halberd technique displays murderous intent and is magnificent. Holding the painted halberd in hand, Ji Longcheng looks like the God of War is alive.

After dancing for a while, Ji Longcheng frowned, and Fang Tian's painted halberd disappeared from his hands. He closed his eyes and thought quietly.

His halberd skills may appear to be bluffing, but in reality they are neither physically nor mentally capable.

After a while, crisp footsteps came, which was the unique melody of high heels hitting the floor.

"Why give up the sword and practice the halberd?"

Xiaomeng appeared behind Ji Longcheng and said softly.

"I don't think I've abandoned my sword. I'm still practicing swordsmanship."

Ji Longcheng replied.

The threshold for "Fang Tian Hua Zhan" and "God and Demon Halberd Technique" is too high. In the past few days, Ji Longcheng has been trying to get started, but they have all failed.

Without a good master, just reading the secrets and working behind closed doors is really not a good choice.

"Do you know that the halberd technique is difficult to learn and master? People's energy is limited. You are wasting your time."

Xiaomeng sighed, Ji Longcheng wished he could be broken in half every day, how could he develop both swordsmanship and halberd skills.

With Xiaomeng's eyesight, she had already seen that Ji Longcheng had changed his major technique. As a result, Ji Longcheng's energy was even more limited.

Ji Longcheng learned all the sword skills, halberd skills, thunder skills, boxing skills, kick skills, spiritual skills, and defensive methods. A good person would say that he is a pentagonal warrior. A bad person would say that he is too ambitious and greedy.

"I have to practice."

Ji Longcheng showed a hint of helplessness. Can he give up the SSS-level "Fangtian Painted Halberd" and the SS-level "God and Demon Halberd Technique"? No!

Can he give up his boxing skills, body skills, and mystical skills? No.

People are like that wooden barrel. If one piece is shorter, the upper limit of water will be fixed.

This is his choice. Even if he gives up all entertainment and recreation, Ji Longcheng cannot give up any of them.

He is not the type of person who specializes in one thing.

"What's up?"

Ji Longcheng adjusted his breath, turned around and said.

Today, Xiao Meng put on black monogrammed stockings, a black hip-hugging skirt and a plain white shirt. At her feet, she wore red-soled black-top high heels, staging a uniform temptation.

Seeing Xiaomeng dressed like this, Ji Longcheng didn't feel any surprise, but felt a little uncomfortable.

His love with Qin Zhaojun made him unable to distinguish between true and false, but he also understood a profound truth. Since he could not be a scumbag with peace of mind and enjoy her selfless care, then he should stay away from women.

Some women's routines may be deeper than Lake Baikal.

Xiaomeng's big, bright eyes dimmed instantly. Ji Longcheng was not like this before.

The current cold and frosty look made her very uncomfortable.

Xiao Meng forced a smile and said: "Han Fei said that there are a large number of zombies gathering outside Fengtian City."

"Okay, I understand."

Ji Longcheng also felt that his tone was a little cold. Xiaomeng didn't do anything wrong, so he was out of his mind.

"I'm sorry, I've been a little irritated lately."

Ji Longcheng apologized deeply and his attitude became much gentler. Xiaomeng graciously forgave him. It is normal for people to lose their temper under pressure.

"Get a good rest. When it gets dark, the zombies will launch a general attack."

"The ownership of Fengtian City depends on this final battle."

"I know." Xiaomeng replied, turning around to leave.

"Also, don't wear high heels when fighting."

Ji Longcheng couldn't help but said what he had always wanted to say.

"I do!"

Xiaomeng walked away proudly, like a victorious queen.

Ji Longcheng was speechless, why are you so arrogant? It's very cool to kill someone in high heels, isn't it?

After a while, Fingel and Susie came to visit.

Fingel was still wearing the dirty plaid shirt, with a greasy pig's trotter in his mouth. As soon as he entered the hall, he slumped down on the chair next to the dragon column and tilted his head skillfully.

He was holding his legs, puffing on a cigar and taking a bite of pig's trotters.

The bright floor of the main hall was no longer shiny this time.

Susie's hair was combed into a single ponytail, and she had a very capable temperament. She wore a black trench coat similar to Ji Ryucheng's, with a long and narrow tachi attached to her waist, and a heavy Barrett anti-equipment sniper rifle behind her back.

Without applying pink and white, it will be as bright as the autumn moon.

"If you ask me, the guys in the college's executive department will definitely like you."

Fingel said vaguely.

"I hope so."

Ji Longcheng was noncommittal.

"To be honest, I am a little lonely in this world. If you arrange some busty beauties for me, I will definitely be grateful."

"When Lu Mingfei's little terror comes, I can put in a good word for you."

Fingel said boldly.

"1,000 merit points, is that enough?"

Ji Longcheng said expressionlessly.

The merit points in his hands are unlimited. As a rule maker, he is such a rogue.

"That's enough, that's enough, Fingel was overjoyed." He took out the Azure Dragon Token and looked at the number. It was exactly 1,000 merit points.

In this way, he can give warmth to those poor busty girls in the future.

"I heard that you have a very impressive book called "The Immortal Golden Body"?"

Fingel pushed further.

"for you."

Ji Longcheng threw out a secret book without saying a word. Just as Fingel was about to pick it up, the secret book flew back to Ji Longcheng's hand.

Fingel: "..."

"I'll give it to you in advance. I hope that in the battle tonight, you can use your full strength. I know that you are not weak. Don't try to be clever for us."

"I'm also familiar with the Yanling Bronze Throne."

As soon as Ji Longcheng said this, Fingel's cynical attitude immediately subsided, and an incredible expression appeared on his face.

What kind of thing is this Ji Longcheng? Is it a roundworm in his stomach? Fingel is a little uncomfortable with being exposed to the sun.

"All right."

Fingel took the secret book.

Ji Longcheng bluffed with his right hand, and the silver-gray Fang Tian's painted halberd flew out again from the divine power space. Ji Longcheng clenched his fist, and Fang Tian's painted halberd instantly disintegrated. With the sound of metal friction, Fang Tian's painted halberd turned into a brand new silver halberd.

Gray sword.

The Fang Tian Painted Halberd that Ji Longcheng cast casually had some rare metals added to it. This sword inherited the materials of Fang Tian's Painted Halberd, and its rating is as high as C level.

In a few seconds, the sword was shaped and automatically flew into Fingel's hand. This was a traditional Chinese wild goose feather sword.

"I hope to see your Hell Killing Flame Blade."

"Got the order!"

Fingel put the sword in his bag with peace of mind.
To be continued...