~： 82. The Black Emperor digs the pit under the grave

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Thousands of degrees of high temperature, ten thousand times of tempering, can only produce steel knives.

Under the blue fire tide, the ground was burning black, and even some parts were melt-casted into crystals, emitting a burst of smoke and extremely choking.

Among the hot white smoke, a dark shadow can be seen gradually emerging.

"Cough, cough, cough."

A coughing sound came out of the tide of fire, and Zhao Wuji walked out of it step by step with a sullen face.

Every step, it seems to be extremely hard, leaving a footprint on the hot ground.

Compared to the vigorous scene of "hair" before, Zhao Wuji at this moment is like a cooked egg exposed after the shell is peeled off.

"what!"

Two long and short screams of female voices sounded.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong covered their faces with their hands, and their faces were hot and red, which was too spicy.

To describe a poem, it is:

"He Nian old bird dragon, row of mountains fold its corner."

For unattended girls, the visual impact is too strong.

Although Zhu Zhuqing was as indifferent as ever, she was a girl after all, she turned her head slightly and pretended not to know the people in front of her, but she still felt a little dry from the perspective of her ears.

Yang Ming has already lifted the body of the flame demon, took out the spare clothes from the Youhai Najie, put on it, and watched Zhao Wuji staring at him with a very bitter look. Yang Ming always felt cold in the back and quickly put himself a spare His clothes were thrown to Zhao Wuji from afar.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry, but I didn't take my hand carelessly."

Zhao Wuji was speechless. You really are not polite to you.

Fortunately, when Zhao Wuji did not use Wuhun, he was of medium height and Yang Ming's clothes were just the right size.

Put on the clothes in a hurry, maybe it felt like there was no light on his face, Zhao Wuji faced black, and left without a word, even saying nothing.

There was no way. Whoever called him at this time, not only had his eyebrows burned completely, but even his own thick, thick hair, which was very well maintained by the middle age, had no one left.

It looks like a braised egg.

Unfortunately, he became bald but did not become stronger. This is a sad story.

Dai Mubai opened his mouth and never dared to inquire about Zhao Wuji, then Tang San how they should be evaluated. He was really afraid of his mouth, and Zhao Wuji would spread his anger on him.

Of course, with Dai Mubai's understanding of Teacher Zhao, this probability is quite low.

Even so, Dai Mubai didn't want to touch his mold at this time, which caused him to complain.

Watching Yang Ming coming, Dai Mubai showed an expression of crying and laughing, he didn't know what mentality to face Yang Ming.

Previously, Dai Mubai made a small defeat to Yang Ming. Naturally, he was very dissatisfied. He planned to come and learn after Yang Ming entered Shrek College. He always took a kind of mentality towards the primary school students.

Only now, his mentality collapsed.

Even Teacher Zhao had a disgraced end, Dai Mubai couldn't afford to challenge Yang Ming's interest.

Between a hundred thoughts, Dai Mu white mouth pulled out a stiff arc, saying:

"Yang Ming, congratulations, you have successfully passed the fourth test."

"Thank you."

Yang Mingyan is concise and concise. It is really that he is a little tired now, with excessive consumption of soul and physical strength. He just wants to find a place to sit down and take a good rest.

Hearing the movements here, Xiaowu and Ning Rongrong covered the palms of their faces, and unconsciously released their fingers to reveal a small gap.

Seeing Mr. Zhao absent, the two women were relieved.

The little dance came to Yang Ming's side, and raised a small red face, with a hint of smile.

"Brother, I know, you must do it."

Yang Ming rubbed Xiaowu's cerebellar melon seeds without saying anything, and found a place under the nearest big tree nearby to sit down.

At this time, Tang San walked over and looked towards Dai Mubai, asking:

"Next, how should the few of us conduct the assessment?"

"Uh..." Dai Mubai scratched his hair and flashed a moment in his eyes, saying: "Since Mr. Zhao is not here, let's do it according to the previous rules. It's still a burnt fragrance for you to challenge me Time, as long as I support my attack, you will be successful."

They were agreeing on the appropriate assessment. Yang Ming lay down comfortably against the tree.

Don’t look at Yang Ming, it seems that Zhao Wuji was very embarrassed just now. In fact, Zhao Wuji didn’t use all his strength, and he didn’t have any killing intentions. He just wanted to pass the test to see how powerful Yang Ming is.

Even so, challenging the soul sage with the realm of the Great Soul Master also caused Yang Ming's soul energy to be exhausted, and there was not much physical strength left.

However, Yang Ming completed at least the Black Emperor's test.

The voice of the Black Emperor sounded from the bottom of Yang Ming’s heart:

"Youth, good job."

As the voice just fell, Yang Ming felt that the connection between him and the Black Emperor became closer, and an invisible line connected the two sides.

If you make an analogy, the Black Emperor is a huge sun, and Yang Ming is just a firefly.

At this time, along the invisible line to the naked eye, from the sun, to Yang Ming, a fireflies sending power, immediately let the flames rise.

belonged to Yang Ming's second soul ring, which also rose from ten years of white to a thousand years of purple.

However, when the next sentence of the Black Emperor sounded, it immediately wiped out the excitement that Yang Ming had just risen.

"Youth After my digging graves for other people’s houses over the past few years, I’ve erected countless enemies for you. The next assessment is that you have to survive from the assassin knives who are looking for revenge ."

Poof!

Yang Ming hangs a sip of old blood.

Although Yang Ming had always been puzzled before, this guy from the Black Emperor slipped out from time to time. Every time he came back, he carried a body of mud. Whenever he asked it, he answered that he was digging graves for other people’s houses. , But did not expect that this pit is waiting for him here!

You can't be too good at being a man, and you can't be too black at being a dog!

Yang Ming has never seen Zhetian. Where do you know that the most shameless duo in Zhetian are Duan Tiande and Heihuang, and the best thing they do is dig pits.

I think that the first evaluation of the Black Emperor was so easy, the purpose was to improve Yang Ming's strength, and it would not be too easy to hang up.

Yang Ming's heart was slightly uncomfortable. If he waited for him to surpass the Black Emperor, he would definitely find a special dog chain to lock it up, and give him a bad pit.

Thinking in this way, Yang Ming remembered that the number of draws of the strongest anti-routine system before had not been used, and his eyes brightened.

Xu Que, the protagonist of the strongest anti-routine system, has a wealth of equipment skills. Maybe he can solve his urgent needs?

Together, Yang Ming opened the virtual roulette...