Quickly pass through: Crazy batch of bosses are so popular that they become popular

The development of Qingpu tribe is getting better and better, gradually turning from a small primitive tribe into a famous town.

Here, there is a market every half month. The orcs exchange various tools made by themselves with each other, and the prosperity is beginning to show.

After an orc from afar got copper ore in exchange for it, the old craftsmen began to study bronze casting.

Later, they owned a variety of weapons, utensils, and even invented musical instruments.

The prosperity of the Qingpu tribe has attracted the jealousy of other tribes in the southern part of the Beast World.

The war has begun.

Si Jin's bravery was shown to other tribes for the first time.

It also fell in Yang Lele's eyes.

She seemed to understand something.

It's just that at this time, she no longer had the excitement that she had when she first came to the Beast World Continent.

At this moment, her figure was bloated, with a bunch of little carrot heads behind her.

Varieties vary.

She didn't dare to regret it because she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold on.

Even the hope of living is gone...

Si Jin led the young orcs who had grown up bravely and fearlessly.

Kill all enemies in front of you.

Stability in the world is never just a word, let alone a word.

Only by using force to stop killing can troubled times be brought to order.

Many years later, the Qingpu tribe became the most prosperous town in the Beast World continent.

That woman's name is indispensable in people's word of mouth.

Qingpu Goddess——Jin

Si Jin was almost 40 years old at that time. She was lying on the rocking chair with her eyes closed and fell asleep.

A few steps behind him stood Aga, who was still tall and tall with stern eyes.

Si Jin complained, "Didn't it mean that the lifespan of an orc is not long, and if he can live over 35 years old, he is considered a long life?"

Why isn’t Aga dead yet?

She gritted her teeth in hatred, even though the beast world had progressed for at least 1000 years under her subtle influence.

But...it's still shockingly behind!

The cotton clothes on her body are already the softest fabric that Aye and the others have developed.

As for the iron weapon that they are obsessed with... Ah Lin and the others have been researching it for seven or eight years, but there is still no news.

Si Jin could not look up to the sky. Her biggest wish now was to die.

Aga died when she was 42 years old.

Si Jin's eyes filled with excitement, and he stood beside Ajia's bed, looking extremely heartbroken.

Of course, it would be better if the corners of her mouth were not raised so high.

Over the years, Si Jin has long wanted to leave the plane after seeing off old acquaintances from the Qingpu tribe.

Just waiting for Aga to die!

This time I finally got what I wanted, and the next second...

"Get out of the plane!"

Si Jin's voice was filled with unprecedented urgency, and he fell to the ground amid the exclamations of the orcs.

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted: "Goddess Jin is here too!"

Many years later, there is still a romantic love story in the beast world.

It is said that the goddess of Qingpu has a warrior who has followed her all her life. The two were childhood sweethearts until their temples turned gray.

If he dies, she will have no reason to live anymore...

?This plane is finished?

Before he even opened his eyes, Si Jin heard a sad and melodious wail in his ears.

There seems to be a woman's scream...

She simply lay down.

"857, transfer the memory!"

Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you respond effectively. She must first understand the current situation.

...Start tearing again!

This is a modern plane.

The original owner's name is Kong Sijin, a 15-year-old rebellious boy.

"Wait?" Si Jin almost exploded, "Young man?"

857 looked away and smiled guiltily.

Si Jin: Hold it!The dog leader can't help but beat him!One slap and it's gone!

"continue!"

The boy has two parents, and there is a small game company at home. His father is the boss and his mother is a violinist.

However, he weighed 100 pounds out of 99 pounds.

Because his mother was engaged in the industry, he was influenced by art since childhood, and his etiquette upbringing was almost strict.

However, everything changed when he was 15 years old.

He was an unruly young man, and his strict upbringing made him taciturn at a young age, and he never had many friends.

It wasn't until he entered high school that he met Qu Heng.

He is sunny and cheerful, with a shallow smile and neat white teeth. He is a bright young man in the eyes of little girls.

On the first day of high school, Qu Heng discovered a different boy named Kong Sijin.

He took the initiative to sit next to him and became tablemates with Kong Sijin.

He dragged him to play basketball with him and brought him his favorite sports drink.

He took him to play games with him, go to the arcade together, and play hack together on weekends...

Qu Heng was yelled at angrily by his pig teammates, and his mouth went dry.

Kong Sijin silently handed him water, which was specially made with honey and lemon.

They became inseparable good friends.

Then one day, Qu Heng suddenly disappeared.

Kong Sijin felt as if the world was empty!

Everything that was noisy seemed to be a dream, and the bustle of the world had nothing to do with him.

Kong's father and Kong's mother discovered something strange about their son, and upon investigation they found out that the boy named Qu Heng had gone abroad.

His parents divorced and he was sentenced to his father.

Young friendship is the most sincere, and they thought Qu Heng would contact their son after settling down soon.

But after waiting and waiting, there was no news from the boy, as if he had disappeared from the world!

Kong Sijin closed himself off and returned to his original dignified and restrained appearance.

Until one day, his computer received an anonymous email.

——Want to know news about him?

The content was inexplicable, but Kong Sijin thought of the missing Qu Heng.

He tentatively replied to the other party.

--think.

So, he received a package of documents.

Click, download, unzip, load...

The bloody picture stimulated the boy's eyes, and the boy in the photo looked like a rag doll abandoned in a garbage dump.

It's him!

It’s Qu Heng!

Kong Sijin was so shocked that he knocked down the milk glass in his hand.

Confucius knocked on the door and asked if something had happened, but he was confused.

He looked at all the photos almost masochistically.

Each scene seemed to have inserted a sharp knife into the softest part of his heart.

Painful spasms, withdrawals.

His eyes were red, and he was about to go berserk. The veins on his forehead were pulsing, burning with the anger of a young man.

--Who are you?Where is he now?

He typed a few words with stiff fingers, and a few seconds later the other party replied:

——Want to save him?Do as I say.

Kong Sijin did not hesitate.

--it is good.

The enthusiasm of young people is always vigorous, whether friendship or love, they can always give everything they have.

The original owner dyed his fresh broken hair red and tied it with a hairband on his forehead. From a distance, it looked like a burning torch.

He no longer studies step by step, gets tattoos, fights, smokes, goes to bars...

He did everything that a middle school student shouldn't do.

Kong’s father and Kong’s mother were anxious and angry, so they consulted education experts.

"It doesn't matter. Rebellion in adolescence has a time limit. You must give your children enough tolerance..."

Kong’s father and Kong’s mother “respected their children’s” “hobbies” while trembling.

Kong Sijin also became more and more unscrupulous.

Skipping classes, turning in blank papers in exams, and dressing up in strange clothes are all commonplace.

But even so, the person on the other end of the email still sent the "death news" of Qu Heng.

In the photo, the boy is half-clothed, with numerous red marks on his body, messy and broken.

It makes people want to fall in love with Feifei.

Kong Sijin couldn't bear it anymore and smashed the laptop until a puff of smoke erupted, completely scrapping it.

He couldn't help crying.

That night, he cut his wrist with the razor blade that Qu Heng had given him as a "coming-of-age ceremony".