The cuckold's face was full of excitement, and even his breathing became rapid: "Can senior break the talent limit?"

Before I could answer, Contes snorted coldly, "If we can break the talent limit, wouldn't everyone be a first-level master? He is lying to you, and he is a fire cultivator and has no healing ability."

I picked up the long sword in my hand, and a wound appeared on the neck of the traits, and blood quickly flowed out.

"Don't hurt her!" said the cuckold nervously.

I exerted a life force to make the wound heal quickly, and the cuckold and the Contes were stunned.

After a few seconds, the cuckold boy said: "The senior is actually a rare dual-ability cultivator, and the wound healing speed is so fast that he may be able to regenerate the broken limbs!"

After seeing my healing methods, there was a hint of hope in Bratis's eyes.

Originally, I thought the cuckold would make a choice soon and choose to break through the talent limit, but two minutes later, he was still struggling. It seemed that Cangtis had a very important position in his heart.

"Two minutes have arrived, you haven't made a choice yet, the opportunity is invalid." After that, I ignored the cuckold's plea and looked at Jiantis. "Now, I will also give you a chance. Kill Scott, and I will help you recover your broken arm."

The cuckold boy was originally begging me to give him more time to think about it, but when he heard this, he was stunned, "Senior, why should I kill me?"

My mouth slightly raised, "Just think it's a psychopath."

Chengtis glanced at the cuckold boy and looked at her broken arm again. Although she was disabled, she was still a level 4 cultivator after all, and it was still very easy to kill the cuckold boy. But she did not do it, but lowered her head and asked, "Do you feel happy when playing with people's hearts like this?"

My sword was still crossing her neck, "It's quite happy. How about it? The opportunity to recover your arms is right in front of you, you have to seize it."

"Ha." Jiantis sneered, "I know I may die, but I will never be played with by you before I die."

The implication is that she will not take action.

She probably thought that even if she killed the cuckold, I would not help her treat it, but it would only make her more painful and desperate before she died.

I turned my gaze back to the cuckold, "Where are you? Which one should I choose?"

"Ah? I still have a chance to choose? Then help Miss Kantis treat her arms."

This answer was a bit beyond my expectations, "Why don't you choose to break through the talent limit? Is it not good to improve your strength? Do you really like her that much?"

"Senior, I chose this after careful consideration. Maybe you can really help me improve my talent, but it will take a long time to verify. The rebirth of the broken limb will soon be able to see the effect. After Miss Cantis recovers, even if the senior wants to be unfavorable to us, we can resist one or two."

The cuckold was honest. I made a green light shine on Contes, and her broken arm grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Remember, this is what you can recover for Scott's sake."

Kangtis had nothing to say, just looked at his broken arm quietly.

After five minutes, the repair is complete.

The cuckold asked, "Miss Kangtis, how do you feel?"

"It is indeed a broken limb regeneration, just like the previous arm. Who are you? With such strength, why have you never heard of you?"

I did not answer, but looked at the cuckold boy, "The wish has been fulfilled. I hope you don't regret it in the future. Although Kantis owe you a favor, the difference in strength is too big, and she will not like you."

"I understand, thank you for your help."

"Just understand, let's separate here too."

"What? Senior isn't going back? If you cure Miss Kantis, Captain One-Eyed will not blame you." The cuckold boy sincerely tried to keep him.

"No, let's go, just live well, maybe we will see you again in the future." After that, I flew away and soon disappeared from their sight...

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It fell on a mountain with corpses everywhere, and I saw that there were animal corpses everywhere, and most of them began to rot and had a foul smell.

Although every species has the right to survive, bloodthirsty insects destroy the ecology and will extinct other organisms.

Looking at the miserable situation in front of me, I sighed slightly, used the fire craft to make the nearby corpses burn. With the rolling smoke, I took out the communicator to contact Ningrou.

Soon, it was convenient to connect.

Ningru's three-dimensional projection appeared, and her eyes were filled with worry. She asked in the sixth realm language: "Xiaolong, have you shook that person away?"

I shook my head slightly: "I don't know, how are you doing?"

Ningrou replied: "Fortunately, we have continued to expand the 'Protection Alliance', recruited a person with creativity, and allowed him to create contact lenses. The players of the Second Realm have gone back to visit relatives."

Still expanding the Protection Alliance? That's just an organization I made random talk. It recruited too many outsiders and was not easy to control.

Ningrou saw my thoughts and explained: "I understand that the more outsiders I recruit, the harder it is to manage, so I am going to distribute them in the form of a team, just like sowing many seeds, some will die in the soil, some will grow into deformities, but there will also be mature, right?"

Ningrou uses seeds as an analogy, which means scattering outsiders across the country and developing under the banner of "Protecting the Realm Alliance". Some teams may soon perish, some will rebel, but some will obey orders.

I don’t know how long I will stay in the second realm for this mission. The greater the development power, the more beneficial it will be to us. It also solves management problems. Is it worthy of being Ningrou?

As I sighed, Yujia approached Ningrou and asked, "Brother, where are you? Why are you so much smoke?"

The fire has now spread throughout the mountain, with thick smoke rolling, and the entire sky is dimly smoky.

I replied: "Passing by a mountain, I saw many animal corpses here. Burning them is considered respect for the corpses."

The bastard also came over and showed his face forcibly: "Brother, you are too reckless. You have to know how to set fire to the mountain and sit in the prison!"

I wanted to kick him through the screen. When is it now? Who cares whether to burn the mountain? Just as I was about to scold the slut, I suddenly sensed someone approaching, so I said, "Someone is here, I will contact you later."

After that, he hung up the communicator.

Seven figures flew to the right, including men and women. The leader was a thin old man with wrinkles on his face and eyes like mung beans, looking a little vulgar.

They fell down with a protective cover, and the vulgar old man asked, "Boy, did you put this fire?"

I didn't look at him at all, but looked at the only woman in their team and asked, "So what?"

I looked at that woman not because she looked good, but because I knew her, Sherry, the instructor of the Dance Academy. She had met several times before, and she also knew that I was a disciple of the 'world master'.

At this time, Shirley's eyes were filled with surprise, and she obviously recognized me, but there were people around her, and she did not recognize each other rashly.

As a Level 3 practice practitioner, when has the vulgar old man been ignored? So he was very angry, "Have you heard that sentence? Set fire to the mountain and sit through the prison. If it is another mountain, it would be fine, but this mountain is within the jurisdiction of my Wusong City."

I felt speechless. The crow with a slut in my heart was really good. Although I cursed the slut in my heart, I said, "Who are you? Is it about you? What's the matter with you?"

The vulgar old man pressed the communicator a few times, and an identity card was posted. "We are the special operation team of the Wusong City, responsible for investigating the insect swarm. There are traces of the insect swarm passing by on this mountain, but it was destroyed by you. Is it your business?"

I shrugged, "That's all you can blame for being late."

Seeing my bird-like attitude, a red-haired young man shouted, "Looking for death!"

Then, he pulled out his weapon and prepared to take action, but was stopped by the vulgar old man.

The red-haired young man said angrily, "Team leader, why don't you let me take him down!"

The vulgar old man raised his hand, "Wuge City has always been known for its 'tolerance'. Boy, don't give you a chance. Today I stood there and asked you to hit ten times. If I could move under my feet, I would let you go."

"Stand and let me hit me?"

"That's right, and I won't open the protective cover to resist."

Looking at his confident look, I confirmed again, "Have you really thought about it?"

"Stop talking nonsense. I am a 'Crystal Body' cultivator at level 3 and 1, and you are only 4 and 9. It's okay to stand and beat you for a day!"

Shirley remained silent and spoke at this time, "Team leader, let's forget it."

I could kill Level 3 Cultivator more than ten years ago. Shirley had seen it with her own eyes. Besides, I am also a "disciple of the Lord of Realm". Now I must have become stronger. The vulgar old man asked me to finish ten beats, and I was afraid that the funeral would be held on the spot, so I persuaded him with kind words.

But the vulgar old man is very confident in himself. "Don't worry, tutor Shirley, after watching this battle, remember to go back and tell your students."

After that, the wretched old man's skin changed from flesh and blood to crystallization, which looked very strong. This was the first time I have seen this ability.

Since he was ready to defend, I wouldn't be polite and punched him in the chest!

When my fist came into contact with him, I felt like I was hitting a giant diamond.

His body didn't move at all, but my fists hurt.

The vulgar old man swept his chest and said with a smile, "This punch makes me feel too light when I massage this punch."
Chapter completed!