The dying village is a physical refining site, it is noon;

If it were the scorching sun in the past and the hottest time of the day, everyone in the village would probably have gone to a cool place to take a nap or chat. However, today the physical training ground in the village is a bit different from the quiet and uninhabited in the past.

At this moment, the physical exercise fields, which are nearly two football fields, are almost full of people, and are crowded. If we make careful calculations, there are probably not a thousand people, and there are eight hundred people. This lineup actually occupies most of the population in the entire village.

In the center of the body refining field, the hunting team in the village stood up. Each of them showed the most serious expression on their faces, but the protagonists were not the hunting team, but a large group of young people supported by them in the middle.

This group of young people is about 15-18 years old, with nearly 70% of men, about 100, and there are not a few girls, with more than 30.

The young people looked a little nervous, but their eyes could not help but reveal a look of expectation. They sometimes looked up at the distant sky, as if they were waiting for something to come.

"Li'er, you're out, and you can't take care of yourself. Be careful when doing things. Try to keep your place as much as possible. Don't be too arrogant, do you know?"

Among the crowd, Wu Qingying was facing Zhao Li and reminded him in the core area of ​​the body refining field.

"Don't be too arrogant?" Zhao Li nodded on the surface, but smiled bitterly in his heart. Are he like this?

However, he still wrote down his mother's advice. Today, my mother is different from the past, and she has talked a lot more, and most of them are advice, which is very rare in normal times.

"Mom, I have left 12 crystal coins in the old place. Keep it well. My son is not short of this money. Don't be too frugal with Wan'er." Zhao Li in turn told his mother and gently pinched Wan'er's face: "Sister, if your brother is not here, I will trouble you to take care of him."

"Brother, I know, don't worry." Wan'er made an exception and did not timidly avoid Zhao Li's evil claws. Her face was red and she responded in a low voice. Her watery eyes, which were like a kitten, showed a hint of reluctance.

In Wan'er's heart, this brother is her great benefactor, the best and closest relative, although he usually looks fierce.

"Okay, my mother is still young, not seventy-eighty, so she doesn't need special care." Wu Qingying stopped doing it, smiling at the two brothers and sisters, but thinking about another thing in her heart. If Lei'er was there, it would be great...

"Mom, don't worry, my brother is talented and born with great luck. I believe he will come back sooner or later." With Zhao Li's insight, of course he noticed his mother's regret that flashed by inadvertently.

"I can't hide anything from you. My Li'er has really grown up." Wu Qingying sighed in her heart many times. Her son seemed to have grown up and matured overnight after waking up, which made her feel a little disappointed.

After all, as a mother, although it is not good for a son to rely on himself, he still has a satisfying and happy life.

"Mom, after several months of feeding from essence and blood, the Hundred-Punch Snake has now tamed me. I have communicated with it. When I am not here, it will obey you all. If there is danger, you can let it go and deal with the accident." Zhao Li suddenly lowered his voice.

"Well, I will."

Zhao Lisan and his son communicated together. In the entire martial arts training field, they were just a small group. In a large venue, many people were doing the same thing.

Because today is the "Tianqian Sun" when the core members of the mercenary union arrived.

After explaining to his mother, Wan'er finished, Zhao Li strided to the position of Guan Ping, and hugged him gently, saying, "Uncle Ping, when I am not here, you will be fed with the Hundred-Punch Snake."

"Zhao Li, don't worry! The Loess Wasteland is the Gong Yi Poison Eagle. Even if I, Guan Ping, go hungry, will take good care of it." Speaking of the Hundred-Pace Snake, Guan Ping's already had a very serious expression, which added two points, and responded in a deep voice.

Guan Ping knew the significance of the existence of the Hundred-Step Snake. As soon as Zhao Li left, it was temporarily the guardian beast in the Tehuang Village. Now, the Hundred-Step Snake has been carefully fed by Zhao Li for more than five months. The body is as big as a round table. The toxin is even more amazing and has completely turned into a giant creature.

Although its terrifying barbaric force and its thick defenses were still in the category of barbarian beasts, its true strength was no longer inferior to a naked bear, and it was even more than that.

It has already entered the mature body and is rushing with all its strength. It takes three hundred meters in two seconds. This is the real horror of the hundred-step snake.

Zhao Li was also used to Guan Ping's serious expression. He silently patted his shoulder and turned his head to look at the sky above the east, because he felt the air flow in the sky as if it was messy and the wind was getting louder.

"Zhao Li, I'm a little restless. If they come, the wind explorer at our village gate will fire a cannon to remind you."

At some point, the old man Hal also came to Zhao Li and showed a feeling of emotion. The young man in front of him was watching him grow up.

This time I went east, it was like a fish entering the sea and the storm turned into a dragon...

"Old man, I have nothing to give you. The only one I can take is these two pills." Hal sighed in his heart, but his hands did not stop. He took out a small jade box like a dramatic change, and glanced around him sneakily, for fear of being exposed.

"Damn, this old man." Zhao Li was speechless at his behavior. The old man's cautiousness and cunning really did not matter to the occasion. That bird-like appearance was obviously equivalent to telling others that there was no silver here.

"What is this?" Zhao Li was not polite, so he took it and opened it gently, and then quickly closed it because he found that there was a strong fluctuation of mysterious energy in the jade box. If he opened it rashly for too long, the effect of the elixir inside would be lost.

"Hiss..." The old man Hal did not answer Zhao Li, but instead took a breath. Zhao Li opened and closed just now, and the speed was so fast! He only felt a flash in front of him. Zhao Li seemed to have never opened the jade box at all, but the gentle sound of closing the cover meant that Har Hal was not dizzy.

Zhao Li smiled and said nothing. Hand speed has always been one of his most relied upon. Since he came to Tianchen World, he has been practicing continuously. What's more, his hand speed has increased so much now.
Chapter completed!