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Chapter 493 The Strongest Man on Earth

"Did I really wait for a month?"

Shanluo gritted his teeth and asked unwillingly, and he felt restless when he thought that Zou Qing was in the hands of the enemy.

Yang Shixian gave him a blank look and said, "This month you should improve your strength and become as strong as possible. By then, you can also protect yourself from entering Tianjing City, so that your little lover will not see you killed with your own eyes, and then commit suicide will be a comedy."

Upon hearing this, Shan Luo suddenly remained silent. He was anxious and did not notice the subtle jealousy in Yang Shixian's words. He thought that when Qin Huabei led people to chase him, he almost killed him with one shot. Although he could avoid one person's gun, what if there were ten people surrounding him? It was not impossible for a hundred people to!

It seems that he must upgrade frantically and do everything he can to improve his strength in the game!

After thinking about it, Shan Luo raised his hands and clenched them into fists. The cracks and cracks came from the joints of his fingers like fried beans. Blue veins entrenched on his fists like earthworms, which was very terrifying.

Yang Shixian, who was sitting opposite him, felt an aura inexplicably, which was a momentum that had been tempered after countless death battles. It usually only appeared on the King of War. Unexpectedly, Shanluo actually had such a momentum.

"What the hell did this guy go through in the game?"

A look of horror flashed in her eyes and thought, but there was no turbulence on her face.

When he first met Shanluo, he was just a little stronger, but now his strength is far superior to that of her, an international agent who has received more than ten years of hard training, which made her feel both unwilling and shocked.

The Era of Words is a miraculous existence!

"How about we set out for Tianjing after two weeks?" Shan Luo asked suddenly, waking up Yang Shixian who was thinking about it. She nodded subconsciously but then shook her head quickly.

"Why?" Shan Luo asked in confusion. If Yang Shixian stopped him to Tianjing, he would go alone. No matter what, no one could stop him from killing Ye Long Group!

Yang Shixian shrugged and said helplessly: "We will have to leave here tomorrow night at the latest, because the police search scope is about to cover this place. If the residents here were not for the retired veteran cadres or rich people raising their lovers, we would have been caught long ago."

Shan Luo's pupils shrank, and he had to nod and agreed. It seemed that the peaceful days were about to be broken. This kind of life of running around was really frustrating!

"Okay, eat quickly, the meal I'll pack for you."

Yang Shixian pointed to the plastic pocket beside Shanluo and said. Upon hearing this, Shanluo picked up the plastic pocket silently, while Yang Shixian came to the TV to watch the video of the Battle of Lilong Peak.

"Wow! What a handsome black dragon! I really want to ride it!"

...

There was nothing to say all night. When the sun just rose, Shanda woke up from his sleep. He looked at Yang Shixian who was sleeping expressionlessly before going to the bathroom to wash.

After the trivial matters were completed, he sat alone on his bed and put on a virtual helmet. Looking at the rising sun outside the window, he seemed to see Ai Qing'er smiling at him, smiling like a flower.

"Wait, I will save you! Even if the price is death!"

After thinking about it, Shan Luo lay down resolutely, pressed the start button next to the helmet with his right hand. The next moment, he only felt his mind sinking, and the world suddenly became silent.

There was a soft beach under his feet. He slowly opened his eyes. What appeared in front of him was the magnificent sea. Birds soared in the sky. The waves were like white flowers slapped on the beach, and the sound was like a music.

"Boss, it's early!"

The voice of Leng Jian came from behind him. When he turned around, he saw Leng Jian, dressed in black knight costume, walked over with his hands in front of his chest.

"You were pretty early, too." Shan Luo moved his eyes to the sea level again. The rising sun spread a long line of fire on the sea level, which was extremely magnificent.

Leng Jian came to him and looked at Hai together: "Why, boss, are you in a bad mood?"

As a swordsman, although Leng Jian is usually like a funny person, his eyes have never lost their sharp look, and it seems that he will never be confused.

Shan Luo shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I've encountered some difficulties in reality."

He said that, but the worries and anger in his eyes did not disappear. Even the cold sword beside him could feel the murderous intent emitted from him.

Leng Jian was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "What can stump you to fall into depravity? The Era of Words can make us stronger in reality. With your strength, I am afraid that Zhong is now a superman."

Hearing this, Shan Luo still had a expressionless face. The seagulls in the distance were flying freely, but because they flew too low, they were swallowed into their stomachs by a evil shark rushing out of the sea. Seeing everything, he said coldly: "Things go against my wishes. No matter how strong I am, I am not as powerful as the other party."

Leng Jian also saw the evil shark floating on the sea level. He couldn't help but ask, "Can't you avoid it for a while and have to compete with it?"

"I have a last resort. Even if I die, I will fight them to death!" Shan Luo shook his head and said, looking at Leng Jian in a daze.

It seems that no matter what kind of crisis he encounters, the man in front of him has never given up. No matter how much the price he pays, he can defeat the enemy.

Thinking of this, Leng Jian's mouth couldn't help but rise: "Since that's the case, then go there, you are the strongest man on earth!"

But his humor was not enough to make a smile on his face. Shan Luo asked indifferently: "Have you ever been confused?"

Shanluo's eyes kept staring at the sea level, and did not turn to look at Leng Jian. Leng Jian closed his eyes and smiled: "Who has never been confused, but confusion has no use. Men always have to stand up from setbacks and hardships."

"That's right, men should be responsible for the way they walk." A smile finally appeared on the corner of Shanluo's mouth, and the haze in his heart seemed to have dispelled a lot.

"Wow"

At this moment, a green dragon suddenly rushed out of the sea, and the water splashed up ten meters high. It was Qingqi, the single-falling servant. It circled and roared in the air, and the green scales flashed with metallic luster in the sun. They noticed that the excited golden pot was sitting on Qingqi's head.

Soon, others went online one after another, and a group of Blood Moon King wolf cubs also ran down the hill on the island under the guidance of Single Copper Hammer.

"It's so comfortable. I was so hurt after I got off the line last night. It's so good to have a sleep!"

"Haha, do you know how popular our Liming is now? All TV stations are playing videos of the battle of Li Long Peak, and the boss is even praised to the sky."

"Of course, the missile I fired was also cool in the video, and my Moyu became popular."
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