."ah!!!!"

A miserable scream came from a long distance, and the whole tavern could hear it clearly. |/\/\|The fat man's face changed and he quickly turned around and rushed towards the source of the scream, because it was clearly the voice of Charles, who was "favorite friend".

"Bang" opened the door, Zi'er still shrank at the foot of the bed, holding a blood-stained iron wire in her trembling little hand. Charles squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, moaning in pain.

"Charles, Charles... tell me, what did you give birth?"

Charles let go of his hands covering his forehead, and an irregular wound of several centimeters was exposed. Although the scratch was not deep, it was still shocking and blood was seeping.

The fat man's face twitched a few times, quickly comforted Charles, then got up angrily, picked up a thick stick at his hand, walked a few steps, but stopped again, looking at her with fierce eyes.

He can't hurt this original future "top brand", otherwise her price may drop due to this.

"Uncle...Uncle, please let me go Zi'er... Zi'er will repay you when she grows up."

She cried and begged, and the still trembling iron wire in her hand was tightly held by her, as if it had become her last life-saving straw.

"I like conquest scenes with a little thrilling, which makes people even more excited. I feel my boiling blood, which makes the conquest full of leaks."

Charles stood up, and a plaster that had been taken from somewhere was already on his head. His voice was still dull, but the fierce light in his eyes was much more terrifying than the fat man. He had not suffered such physical injuries for many years. The blood of beasts mixed with sin was boiling violently like gunpowder explosion.

His eyes shocked the fat man. He wanted to speak but stopped, and finally smiled apologized and said nothing. He could only pray that he could try to be "soft" in this state and not to ruin this girl who could bring him a lot of money in the future.

"Uncle, please let Zi'er go... Zi'er will really repay you when she grows up. Zi'er, Zi'er never lie."

During the begging, she had stopped crying. The sin of human nature easily shattered the world she was familiar with. At this time, she seemed to be standing in a dead and gray world of despair. The begging was her last struggle for that slim hope. It was like the last cry of a drowning person.

In front of these two human beings whose human nature has been extinct, her plea can only stimulate their ferocity even more.

"Dear Charles, this is my mistake. I will definitely give you a compensation for the losses you have suffered." The fat man hurriedly ran to him and said with a smile.

Ignoring the fat man, Charles smiled more and more dangerously, he grinned, and the heavy breath of the transmitter: "My dear little angel, don't be afraid, I can only blame you for being too perfect. Tearing the perfection is always the greatest enjoyment in life. Although you offended me, your perfection can make me forget everything I just now..."

He approached step by step again. But this time, he would no longer be scratched by the wire that suddenly appeared.

The fat man quickly bent his waist and pulled the door out tactfully.

Perfect……

Two words that were originally beautiful but were now filled with thick shadows echoed in their minds, and Zi'er's eyes became hollow.

My mother said, I am the most well-behaved and perfect daughter in the world... But why did my mother treat me like this... Is it a sin to be perfect?

Because of perfection... will I be as pitiful as those poor ladies...

If it is not perfect... will everything change and will return to the past?

She held the wire and slashed hard at her face... time and time again...

Blood blurred her vision and blurred her originally delicate tender face. One ferocious blood-colored ravines after another destroyed the perfection that had taken countless efforts from God... The pain numbed her nerves. She mechanically waved the iron wire soaked in her hand that was red with blood, exerting force every time.

Charles, caught off guard, opened his horrified eyes widened, and screamed, rushed out of the room, leaving the angel torn apart by his own hands.

(Zi'er's prototype is taken from the "Angel of Destruction" Ling in the game "Trail of Sky". At the same age, the same angel appearance and strong strength, they were sold to the same place by their parents. However, relatively speaking, Ling's fate is much more miserable than Zi'er. This is also a great regret and heartache left after playing Skytrack. So I have always wanted to use my own way to give "Ling" a perfect ending, which is a small regret.)

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Next to the blacksmith shop is an appraisal shop. Feng Xiao glanced at the big "玉" sign, took out the double stones without boundaries again, and returned to the novice village.

From the mysterious map, Feng Xiao saw the elderly village chief standing like a stone sculpture in the center of the novice village. He smiled and walked over, "Hello village chief grandpa."

The sleepy old man opened his eyes and asked in surprise: "Brother Fenghun, have you been killed again?"

Three black lines appeared on Feng Xiao's head, and then he grabbed the old man's arm without saying a word: "Let's go! Take you to a fun place."

“Where?”

"Just choose yes!"

The village chief chose "allow" in a daze, and then suddenly clouded with blue light. After the blue light disappeared, the scene appeared in front of him was a completely unfamiliar scene.

"What is this?" the village chief asked with wide eyes.

"You will know soon." Fearing that the village chief would not follow him, Feng Xiao directly used his "jueying" and grabbed him and rushed towards the direction of the commercial street like the wind.

The village chief's body was almost disintegrated by the extremely strong wind. After a long time, the scenery in front of him finally became still, and what appeared before him was an elegant but somewhat empty hut.

"Grandpa, Village Chief, this is the first appraisal shop in Fenghun City, one of the main cities of Tianlong Continent, which is where you work in the future... Ahem, don't thank me, then just like that... Bye!!"

Before the village chief could react, Feng Xiao ran away. The only appraiser who serves players in the entire Tianlong Continent is the appraiser of Tianlong Imperial City, which is equivalent to the appraisal industry being completely monopolized by Tianlong Imperial City. In Feng Xiao's eyes, this is an industry that has no capital and profits. How can he be willing to not place one in Fengcheng? First, he can make huge profits, and second, he can better attract players to move into Fengcheng. Among the people Feng Xiao knew, except for the old man in the Tianlong Imperial City appraisal shop, there were only Feng Yao and the village chief of the Novice Village No. 99999. He naturally would not be willing to let Feng Yao be an appraiser, so... he set his mind to the village chief of the Novice Village.

He caught him inexplicably, and left him helpless in this strange place, and was not afraid that he would not submit.

The prompt sound of "Do you accept the appointment of the chief of the City of Wind Soul City as the first appraiser of Fengcheng?" was heard in his ears. The village chief of the novice village stood blankly at the door of the appraisal shop, unable to turn his mind no matter how hard he turned.

City of Wind Soul...City Lord!?The First Appraiser...

"Accept." He replied with a dull look on his face.

Nowadays, all novice players will only be sent to the first 1ooo No. 1. No. 99999 No. 9999 is no longer angry, and they may have to stand firmly in the same place forever until they turn into mummies and dissipate.

Destiny actually gave birth to such a dramatic change in just one minute, and this change does not seem to be a bad thing, but a great good thing...at most it is that I am used to quiet and lonely, and it is difficult for the time being to accept the noise and prosperity.

When Feng Xiao returned to the palace, there were already more than a dozen people waiting for him in the hall. Those who could be directly allowed to enter by the Thunder Emperor were naturally the ones who played an important role in the previous moat war.

"Haha, Emperor Feng! This title is amazing. When will I get an emperor-level title?" As soon as Feng Xiao stepped into the door, he heard Xiao Tian's admiring laughter. While saying that, he also winked at him.

"Only the title of emperor is worthy of Brother Shang Shura. In my heart, Brother Shura has always been an emperor-like person." Maple Ye Kuanglan hurriedly interfered.

Feng Xiao's eyes swept across everyone - Xiao Tian, ​​Chen Bing'er, Maple Leaf Haoran, Maple Leaf Kuanglan, Red Flame Burning Sky, Red Flame Demon Fire, Xiaoyue, Rainbow Nishang... and the Nangong sisters and the little girl with an unhappy look on their faces.

Feng Xiao had a headache for a moment, and he didn't sit down on the throne. He walked directly from the door and said seriously: "Thank you for helping me guard the Wind Soul City some time ago. If you don't have your help, there would be no current Wind Soul City. You can set up gang branches in the Wind City at will, and there is no limit on the number of people, and there is no need to make another gang building token. In addition, you can ask for any other requirements."

Maple Ye Kuanglan quickly stood up and waved his hand: "Brother Shura must not be so polite. These are what we should do...it should be."

Among these people, except for a few stupid little girls, almost everyone knows what this "should" means.

"Since they are all my own people, there is no need to be polite to me. There are still many places in Fengcheng that need to rely on your help in the future. Having said that, what is your purpose to come to me today?"

Maple Ye Haoran smiled and said, "We did not have any special purpose this time. We just came to visit the 'Shiz-Emperor Master' who appeared for the first time. Haha, Brother Shura, you are now the number one in the world in all aspects, and no one can match it."

Feng Xiao smiled and shook his head, and his eyes turned to Chi Yan Fen Tian and Chi Yan Demon Fire: "I'll write down your Chi Yan Gang's righteousness."

"No! We should feel glad. Facts prove that our original choice was so correct." Chiyan Demon Fire smiled indifferently. Chiyan Fentian took two steps forward and took out his flame sword that had been broken into two pieces: "I have no other requests, I just hope that you can help me repair this sword as they said, and I will be grateful."

Another person who is ignorant of swords and lives in both the world of reincarnation and the real world. Unlike Xiao Tian’s light spirit, he is good at the strong and fierce route of opening and closing. Feng Xiao took the Flame Sword and said something that made Chi Yan Fen Tian confused: "In three minutes, I will give you a surprise."

He directly sent the broken flame sword to Tie Wuya in the demon refining pot, and sent a voice with his mind: "Master Tie Wuya, can this sword be repaired?"

A few seconds later, a voice full of disdain sounded: "It's just a high-level immortal weapon, two minutes, no, I can make it completely repaired in one minute."

"Well. By the way, I have a lot of gems with flame attributes there, so try to inlay them as many as possible on it."

"Okay! No problem!!"

He didn't know that his casual words made a magical weapon. Gems, such as enhanced attributes, had no effect on Feng Xiao, and there were a lot of immortal-level spirit-levels, and it accumulated more and more. The god-level old pervert, Tie Wuya, smashed all the high-level fire-attribute gems in the demon-refining pot. The whole process was extremely easy, and even easily broke the limit that the flame sword could only be inlaid with three gems, and inlaid with a total of twelve.

I can only blame Feng Xiao for saying "as many as possible". Tie Wuya must follow his words as an imperial edict.

(Well, some people may not be used to the double-line operation. Then tomorrow we will introduce Zi'er's experience three years ago - someone actually asked who Zi'er is... Zi'er = Slaughter the World = Demon Lord!! Is there anyone who understands better than this!)

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