"Oh, are you caring about me?" The boy raised his head and the blood was a bit bloody.

Lu Yiqian jumped, because she couldn't see the grade of this boy. He didn't seem to have power, but... it felt strange.

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine, I won't be hurt." The beautiful boy stood up and wiped his blood: "But it hurts, do you want revenge?"

"..." Lu Yiqian did not speak.

The young man saw Lu Yiqian not talking, lifted his foot and left, the three bottles of medicine, did not move.

Grab the pharmacy and stuff it into the boy's hand. Lu Yanqian turned and walked to Yan Fei Yan Hui and went home.

The boy stunned, looked at the potion in his hand, snorted and snorted.

The next moment, he immediately caught the pharmacy that was thrown out into his arms: "The first time I received a gift."

Strange teenager!

However, the speed of that moment is amazing!

In the days that followed, as October 16 approached, more and more people went to Lu Yiqian to buy medicine.

On the afternoon of October 15th, Lu Yiqian’s pharmacy was sold with only eight bottles left. She had already earned a net profit of 1.8 million yuan, which is a representative of a few points of richness overnight.

"This thing..." A pair of white hands took out a bottle of potion.

It was a gray-haired man with a pair of glass-like eyes. Although the hair was gray, it was a gray with a life color, and the eyes were even more beautiful. He wore a blue robes, like a glass fairy.

He stood there, but it seemed to be a mysterious air, no trace.

"That is a potion that supplements the spirit." Lu said.

"Well, it's very special." The man said with a pill bottle: "The ingredients are average, but... Is there any special production method used?"

Lu Yiqian laughed: "It is the full use of the material."

The man then cast his eyes on Lu Yiqian, a slight glimpse: "You are also very special."

Lu Yiqian laughed again: "In my hometown, this sentence is to express love to the woman who wants to be happy." This sentence is equivalent to a play. Lu Yiqian is testing.

The man smiled slightly, like a dream, put down the medicine bottle, it seems to be slow, but he quickly walked away.

Going to the corner, but seeing a group of people respectfully bow down to the ground, sing in unison: "See God!"

There was no expression in the glass-like eyes of the man, and it was cold: "Continue to find the person who is destined, attracting, getting stronger and stronger!"

"Yes!"

Tomorrow is the day when the wreckage begins. At that time, everyone who is still amiable will carry out a brutal killing and looting.

Tonight, the prelude to the downturn before the climax.

But in the downturn, there are also a few strange notes.

Under the mountain, about a hundred people in a row are sneaking into the hole.

This group of people is composed of more than a dozen small forces, and the strength is generally around the second order of the intermediate god. The highest strength, is a **** king!

The virtual mountain broke out on that day, and the mountain was covered with a very strong aura, but the aura was very different, thick and foggy. When people approached, they quickly dissipated. However, in addition to this, the virtual mountain is extremely quiet, um, a bit too quiet, it is like a behemoth, waiting for someone to automatically enter its mouth.

The reason why this group of people ran over at night was that they wanted to take the lead. They were all a group of speculators. They hoped that they would take a leak or make a hole, or they would get cheap when the day was broken.

They simply don't care about people's warnings. Every time someone comes close to the virtual mountain after the light column is produced, they will always disappear inexplicably. However, since they came, they naturally do not believe.

However, it is really too quiet!

"Mom, good evil door, not even a worm!" Finally, some people could not help but scream.

"I fuck, whisper, scare the old man!" Another way.

"You **** quiet, what do you do when you are alarmed?"

"Except us, there isn't even a wormhole here, and I am alarmed by a P!" Someone said.

Five hundred people one by one, crawling toward the front.

And the strange mist is going back and forth around them.

"How do I feel that this fog looks like a long eye, staring at us?" Someone accidentally chilled.

"Put P, ​​your **** grows your eyes!"

The hole is getting closer and closer, only one or two voices are heard occasionally.

"It’s strange, how can there be no sound in front of people?" Someone found that something was wrong, but it was foggy and not real.

Someone has a sharp eye and some abnormal things are seen: "They, they seem to be gone!"

"Mom! Don't say, they are clearly by my side... Hey, Zhang San, where have you been?"

"Ah, what is that?!"

"Ah..." a scream!

Then, the whole mountain returned to calm and the fog dispersed. There was no one in the whole mountain.

In the virtual foot of the mountain, there are millions of Warcraft lurking, all high-star Warcraft!

These Warcrafts are not willing to go crowded with those in the city, they are more willing to act alone. Warcraft is also a powerful competitor!

"Stupid, one by one, ran to death!" A nine hundred-star leopard snorted. It has been used to this kind of thing in these few days.

Different from human beings, World of Warcraft are inherently aware of the dangers of being able to avoid them in time. Therefore, there is no World of Warcraft running away from the mountains and sending them to death. They are all waiting for the moment when the opening of the hole is open!

However, in addition to this, tonight, it is really unusual quiet, Xicheng, rarely even a **** battle did not happen.

Then turn your attention to a small, cozy little building in Xicheng.

"What, you want to go too?" Yan Feidao: "I don't agree, it's too dangerous!"

"Why not, this is an opportunity, or a chance to be a blog!"

"The strong is like a cloud. Why do you say that you have won people?" Yan Fei angered.