Time passes slowly, and in the blink of an eye, the day passes quickly.

And Wang Hao also improved both [Concentration Art] and [Nine Styles of Domination Spear] a little bit each.

This time, Wang Hao is testing the progress time of the skill's proficiency!

Compared with the previous exercises, these two high-level heaven-level exercises are very difficult to practice and take longer.

A little proficiency actually takes six hours, which is 12 hours!

Just practice one subject non-stop a day, and you will only gain 2 points of proficiency.

If you practice separately, it’s only 1 point each!

Calculating like this, when ten hours are used up in real life... I will have a maximum of 304 points of proficiency.

That is to say, break through the small achievements and enter a proficient state.

If you practice the two martial arts separately, you can reach the early stage of the seventh level, and if you practice only one martial arts, you can reach the early stage of the sixth level.

If you include the time to earn simulation coins...this time is not enough!

That's too late!

If you continue to practice the [Red Yang Manual], you can reach the fifth level, but the quality is too low compared to Luo Kang, and you can't beat even the fifth level.

And this Shiwanda Mountain is surrounded by bandit dens, and he is wanted by the court.

Going out is death, walking is death, and staying in the mountain temple is waiting for death!

Unknowingly, Wang Hao has fallen into a certain death situation.

Suddenly, Wang Hao, who was deep in thought, suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of cruelty.

Destiny is determined by heaven, destiny is determined by man.

There is always a way out!

There must be some way!

Suddenly, Wang Hao remembered someone, the drunk old man with white hair.

That old man is a little weird, maybe he is the breakthrough in this game...

However, this is just a vague guess on his part, and everything still needs to be tried to know.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao did not quit the simulation world.

This training place is secluded enough.

So I spent one day and two nights safely.

Remember this place. If all roads are really unfeasible, then take everyone and hide here for two days.

However, food is a problem...

Wang Hao went back to the mountain temple, and sure enough, all the bandits in Qinglong Village had already been eaten by the food demon.

Debris and blood all over the ground.

He continued to travel north quickly and spent four hours arriving in front of Lijiazhuang.

I scanned the surrounding dense forest with my eyes, but could not find the figure of the white-haired old man.

I don’t know if something unexpected happened... Could it be that he was killed by the Shenwu Guards...

Anyway, even if he was killed, Wang Hao could still continue to find the old man through simulation, so he didn't give up.

Soon, Wang Hao came and entered Lijiazhuang.

There were a few wild wolves that came from nowhere and ate the corpses on the ground.

On the contrary, it made the entire Zhuangzi feel lifeless.

The wolves were already full and felt the threat from Wang Hao, so they ran a little further away and stood looking at Wang Hao from a distance.

The ground was littered with bandits from Feitian Village.

A headless corpse was held in the arms of a beautiful woman.

There was a terrible wound on the woman's chest, piercing her heart. She had obviously been dead for a long time.

It is easy to see that the headless corpse on the ground is Wu Xiong, the leader of Feitian Village with a sixth-level cultivation level.

As for his head, it must have been taken back and confiscated by Luo Kang.

Based on Wang Hao's understanding of Luo Kang, this guy would definitely not say that this was the head of a bandit, but that it belonged to a mob.

Because the imperial court sent Shenwu Guards to this desolate place in the northwest of Liangzhou, mainly to eradicate the mobs that had risen up.

Compared with the head of a sixth-grade bandit, a sixth-grade mob head will be more valuable.

After pushing away the room where they had been imprisoned, sure enough, the old couple hugged each other and died.

Judging from the wounds, he was stabbed three or four times.

Later, Wang Hao discovered a group of dead bodies in the Lijiazhuang pig pen, each of them looking desperate.

Even though Wang Hao thought he was hard-hearted, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in his heart.

Because these people are already dead. They are also dead in reality.

Because if the old couple in the house died together with these people, their final place of death should also be in the pig pen.

In other words, their death times are different.

Luo Kang did not clean up after killing the last people. These people should have died in the pig pen from the beginning.

"What a divine guard...what a court..."

In this remote and remote area, the Shenwu Guards killed these innocent people without any concealment.

Moreover, there are hungry animals that come to eat these corpses. Everything that happened here will probably disappear soon.

Wang Hao accidentally found a jar of wine from a room.

He held the wine jar and sat on the ground among the corpses on the ground.

There's no way, there are corpses all around.

He was either sad or a little thirsty from practicing all the time.

You won't feel hungry in the simulator world, but it always feels awkward if you don't drink anything for a long time.

Maybe it's a habit brought about by body memory.

He looked at the headless corpse being held in his arms.

While drinking, Wang Hao suddenly remembered what the square-faced man said during the previous simulation.

"Madam, don't worry, I, Wu Xiong, will rescue the two elders even if I die today!"

He must also be a person who values ​​affection and justice.

Maybe, we can cooperate?

Wang Hao was thinking about it when his eyes suddenly froze.

On the road not far away, three figures were walking slowly towards Lijiazhuang.

Wang Hao's pupils shrank suddenly and his heart was shocked.

Because Wang Hao knew all three of them.

There is an old man with white hair, a female ogre, and another one, the son in the portrait of the old man.

At this time, the old man's son and the eater slowly followed behind the old man, their limbs stiff, like puppets on strings.

The white-haired old man was also stunned when he saw the corpses scattered all over Lijiazhuang.

"My friend, can you excuse me for drinking?" The old man walked up to Wang Hao, stared at Wang Hao and said.

And his son and daughter-in-law were standing behind him, looking extremely well-behaved, but their eyes were blank, and their bodies exuded a corpse odor.

The white-haired old man looked even more haggard. He was already old, and he seemed to have aged ten years.

Wang Hao came back to his senses, suppressed the shock in his heart, and handed the wine jar to him.

"Gudong, Gudong..." The old man raised his head and drank. He drank up the wine quickly and reluctantly licked the mouth of the altar.

"Have fun!" The old man chirped, burped, and then looked at Wang Hao.

"You killed all this?"

"Do I look like you?"

The old man laughed, and so did Wang Hao.

"Can you do me a favor, little friend?"

"It depends on what the business is."

"Bury the three of us."

Wang Hao was slightly startled.

"Little friend, don't look at me like this now, but after the sun goes down, I will die." The old man looked unconcerned, as if he was telling someone else's life and death.

"Then can you teach me how to subjugate her?" Wang Hao pointed at the eater behind him and said.

The old man raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"You know her?"

"In total, she has eaten a lot of me."

The old man was silent for a while, then sighed deeply.

"It seems that those people from Shanshen Temple belong to you... Every injustice has its own debtor, so I owe you."
Chapter completed!