Survival in the wasteland: I have a template for cultivating immortals

Chapter 112
"How many did you get there?"

Qin Yu each took out two holy beast cores from Si Tianfeng and Wei Wenfu, put them in his backpack and looked at Xia Xiwei.

"Five."

Xia Xiwei thought for a second or two and said.

"I am also five, and it seems that everyone has five, but why, they can only take out two?"

Qin Yu was puzzled.

"Shall I go pick it up too?"

Xia Xiwei subconsciously looked at Si Tianfeng and the others on the ground.

"Uh, go get it if you like."

Qin Yu looked at Xia Xiwei with a strange expression.

"Kaka bang!"

"I'll just take it out."

After all, a strong mechanical and metal sound came from Xia Xiwei's gloves, and after gently leaning Zhou Quan on Qin Yu's body, Xia Xiwei walked towards Si Tianfeng with heavy steps.

"Ahem, this, isn't this Si Tianfeng?"

At this time, Zhou Quan weakly raised his eyelids, feeling the different hormones, and couldn't help but blush.

But then when Xia Xiwei walked forward, he swept the two people on the ground with horrified expressions.

"It seems that there are quite a lot of things between you."

Seeing that Zhou Quan also recognized the two people on the ground, Qin Yu couldn't help shaking his head.

"Ahhhh!"

Click!

Bursts of metal knocking sounded, and a howl of misery exploded in front of Qin Yu.

I saw Xia Xiwei holding two holy beast cores in her bare palm, while the other hand was dripping with blood.

pat...

A lump of flesh and blood was thrown to the ground, Xia Xiwei kicked Si Tianfeng fiercely, and then walked to Wei Wenfu next door.

Si Tianfeng's lips twitched, his pupils turned white, his fingers trembled uncontrollably, and then he covered the most vulnerable part of the man, silently moaning in unbearable pain.

"Hiss! You are so ruthless!"

Looking at Si Tianfeng's appearance, Qin Yu subconsciously used earth spirit power to condense a thin layer on little Qin Yu's body.

"It's fine if you don't kill him."

After Xia Xiwei quickly took out the other two holy beast cores from Wei Wenfu's body, she walked back.

I don't know if Si Tianfeng is the only one who is full of evil, and Wei Wenfu was not beaten by Xia Xiwei. Qin Yu didn't expect it to be true.

"You only pay, who should pay?"

Qin Yu blinked and looked at Xia Xiwei.

"This person is quite miserable. When our two teams met, he was thrown out by Si Tianfeng's people to block our attack at the first time. His skill talent is mechanical, but at that time he didn't He was injured on our hands, but almost died on his teammate, so it can only be said that he followed the wrong team."

Seeing Qin Yu like this, Xia Xiwei said calmly.

It turned out to be the case.

Qin Yu nodded.

"I took two, and you also took two. If each of you can take two, Zhou Quan, go and dig around, maybe there are more."

Qin Yu counted with his fingers, then looked at Zhou Quan.

"Forget it, this is too bloody."

Seeing Si Tianfeng covering his crotch with a pale face, Zhou Quan shook his head.

"Wei Wenfu should still have one on him, go get it!"

Qin Yu pointed at Wei Wenfu and shouted.

"Ah, not so good."

Zhou Quan said so, but his body moved towards Wei Wenfu.

"Let's put these two people here, the palace has disappeared, we should slip away."

After Qin Yu saw a holy beast core flashed in Zhou Quan's hand, he said so.

"No, what about the palace here... Forget it, pretend I didn't ask."

Xia Xiwei was puzzled as she watched the huge palace disappear before her eyes.

But seeing the threat under Qin Yu's smiling eyes, Xia Xiwei just shut up.

"Come on, let's go to the next statue to see what good things can be exchanged!"

At the same time, outside the wasteland, many people mourned and resented.

"Ah! When will the Dragon Clan Secret Realm live broadcast room open again! I haven't watched the live broadcast for a whole day, and I'm about to die!"

"Ah, my sister Ziyi! My sister Chen Qiong! Big long legs, big rabbit, and big white lady! I can't hold it anymore!"

"Speaking of which, without the hypnotic background music in the live broadcast room, it is not easy for me to sleep now."

"No, is this Fallen Temple so mysterious? It's been transmitted all day long, and the live broadcast room is still not open?"

"Is there an inside story!"

"Insider insider!"

"A thorough investigation is recommended!"

"..."

Ever since Qin Yu and the others traveled to the Fallen Temple, the live broadcast room of the Dragon Clan Mystery Realm has been closed, no video images have flowed out, no sound from the live broadcast room, and even the barrage interaction has completely disappeared at this moment.

Everyone can only complain on [World Channel] and [Regional Channel].

"I understand the truth. It's no problem for them to go to the Fallen Temple, but why hasn't Priest Boundless started selling water! I'm almost dying of thirst!"

"Where is the water seller! Where is the water seller!"

"Hey, I'll sell it to you guys for a cheap price, how about ten servings of Meteorite per bottle!"

"Trench digging! Profiteer! Ten parts a bottle???"

"Looking at the buddy above, he didn't buy the automatic water generator of Wubian Daozhang. Although there is only one bottle every hour, but I have enough supplies, and now I have 27 bottles of water. It is almost quick to replace it with meteorite wood. 150 copies, so happy!"

"Beautiful buddy! If you work harder, maybe you can get the prophet to make two predictions for you!"

"Prophecy is not impossible, but the premise is that the prophet must come back to life and return to the wasteland alive."

"Isn't it easy to return to the wasteland alive? If you die inside, your level and backpack supplies will be halved. Those who return to the wasteland will have life and skills."

"You know? Are you a contestant?"

"That's right! Don't force me if you don't understand."

"Hey! No, looking at the ID, it seems to be someone from the X-2 area."

At this time, many people saw an ID named [Hu Runfeng].

People in the same area immediately recognized this person.

"You actually died? We also want to say that our region may be in the top three or even win."

"Yeah, how did you die, do you have time to talk about it?"

"How about the fallen temple inside? Also, did the zombie monsters you killed inside explode other supplies?"

"Are you the first person to come out of the fallen temple?"

"..."

After seeing a familiar contestant ID, everyone looked for Hu Runfeng one after another.

It's just that because each person in [World Channel] has only one opportunity to speak a day, Hu Runfeng can only answer slowly in [Regional Channel].

"It turns out that the live broadcast room is closed... I thought it was still live broadcasting inside."

After Hu Runfeng woke up on the wasteland, he suddenly remembered what he had done to Xia Xiwei in the Fallen Temple, which made him a little ashamed.

He still remembers the live broadcast here, maybe his death was seen by everyone
But after clicking [World Channel] and [Regional Channel], he found that the live broadcast room was closed early in the morning, just before crossing to the Fallen Temple, and he felt much more comfortable.

(End of this chapter)