Urban God-level Selection System

"To repair the house first."

Zhang Lin said, "With so many people now, it's crowded enough to live in."

In this way, everyone immediately dispelled the enthusiasm for hunting.

The house is the key.

Under Zhang Lin's arrangement, the crowd went to work.

Mo Yu came to the door, hesitating to come in.

What happened last night is still vivid and sweet.

That person is him, he is that person.

Zhang Lin smiled and said, "I'm here, why don't you come in?"

Mo Yu finally walked in and sat beside Zhang Lin's bed, "Why can't you get up yet?"

Compared with Zhang Lin, her spirit is radiant and faint, even better than her previous mental outlook.

"I was very tired yesterday, and I was busy all night."

Zhang Lin said like this, looking at Mo Yu with profound eyes.

Mo Yu turned his head quickly.

Although they have happened to that kind of thing, it has already happened twice.

However, underground romances can never be exposed in broad daylight.

Zhang Lin does not care, she does.

"Don't do this, they don't see it well."

"What can they do if they see it?"

"If you want this, I will leave."

Mo Yu stood up and said.

Of course, she won't leave, at least not now.

Every minute and every second staying here is precious.

"I have something to worry about, you can help me to see it."

Zhang Lin said.

Mo Yu had already guessed, "Wang Yi, right?"

Zhang Lin glanced at her particularly strangely, and she smiled, "What's hard to guess, you can know with your eyes closed."

I was happy to guess what he was thinking in my heart, which shows that she really understands him.

"So, are you willing to help?"

Zhang Lin asked.

"can.

I also happen to accompany Fang Lin to gather some herbs. "

After Mo Yu left, only Zhang Lin was left in the room again.

He was busy outside, but he was quiet and peaceful.

No one would say him, his authority has penetrated their bones.

Questioning is undoubtedly like a believer questioning his own god.

To be honest, this group of players don't know why, they formed the way they are now.

But it's very good, at least I have support in my heart.

Wang Youyou brought a piece of fruit into the house.

"Zhang Lin! You can't get up yet."

As he said, he jumped on the bed carelessly, making a creak.

"Hey, don't.

If you don't know, you think we are doing that. "

"Who gave you that thing, you think beautifully! Don't think about it without the girl's consent!"

"Well, I served you."

"You get up and pull."

"Yep."

When they first got up, Mo Yu and Fang Lin hurried over.

"Zhang Lin! It's not good!"

Mo Yudao.

"what happened?"

Zhang Lin looked puzzled.

"He's gone! That's Wang Yi."

Mo Yu said: "There is still a blood stain on the scene.

I suspect that he was attacked by a beast. "

Zhang Lin frowned. Safety is an issue he has been considering since he went to the island, and he has also taken great safety measures.

As far as Wang Yi is, there are enchantments every day, and it is impossible for wild beasts to enter.

Could it be a stronger existence! ?

No, you have to check it out! To be conservative, Zhang Lin only took Mo Yu, and asked Fang Lin to arrange the following matters.

They rushed to the scene, and sure enough, a pool of blood spilled on the ground, very colorful.

Seeing that the blood hasn't dried yet, it should have happened in the early morning.

"go!"

Zhang Lin changed back to Zhang Wanlin and walked toward the depths of the jungle. His senses were very keen and he could detect the breath around him.

Wang Yi is still alive, but his breath is very weak.

Will die anytime! They must be as fast as possible.

Mo Yu followed behind.

Zhang Wanlin felt like he knew the road in the forest. He walked forward, deeper and deeper, even Mo Yu felt scared.

Can they find a way back when they come back?

Finally, under the cover of leaves, an ancient tribe appeared in the vision of the two.

The ancient totem was erected, and the flame on the brazier was burning vigorously.

The culture here is especially weird, almost full of red to the eye.

blood! It is easy to see that Wang Yi is being tied to a huge totem pole, his body is scarred, and he does not know how many pieces of flesh he has been cut.

In short, it is incomplete.

It is a miracle to be alive.

Mo Yuqiang resisted the urge to nausea in his heart and stopped opening his eyes.

They have been here for so long, and they didn't realize that there is a tribe here.

"What shall we do next?"

"Look first."

Zhang Wanlin said, "Are you okay?"

"It's fine."

The tribal priest walked up to the altar and opened his hands to the tribe below kneeling, only the fleshy throat opened his voice: "Today, we finally found the sacrifice and completed the final sacrifice."

"My people, we succeeded."

"We will welcome the greatest adult in the world, and he will lead us forward."

The people below cheered in unison, welcoming this sacred moment.

A knife suddenly appeared on the priest's cuff, its edge flickering.

The priest slowly approached Wang Yi, his old face full of religious enthusiasm.

At this moment, Wang Yi woke up as if feeling dangerous.

He looked at the witch in front of him with his eyes wide open, looking terrified.

"I warn you, don't come over!"

"Do you know who I am!?"

"You are a murder, a crime!"

He twisted his body, and every time he twisted, he would tear the current wound and let his blood gurgle.

Countless blood flowed down his body, flowing down.

"You will be the food for that lord. This is your honor, and also our honor."

"Death is not the end, but the beginning.

just started. "

"So you don't have to be afraid, accept all this with your heart, and you will completely transform."

The priest smiled and came closer and closer.

Death came as promised... "Wait, I'm afraid you can't do anything with that person!"

A voice suddenly sounded, shaking Anning, making everyone look at him.

The priest looked back and saw that at the entrance of the tribe, a man with a healthy body was standing.

Mo Yu secretly worried about Zhang Wanlin, she didn't expect Zhang Wanlin to jump out like this.

You only have to think of a sure-fire plan.

Too dangerous! But all she can do now is stay where she is and observe the form in front of her.

If necessary, she will immediately cover Zhang Wanlin's escape.

The eyes of the priest became like a poisonous snake.

"Tell me who you are?"

"Me, his instructor."

"Instructor?"

The priest seemed even more puzzled, as this term had never appeared in her life.

But no matter what, people are absolutely impossible to let go.

On the contrary, the person in front of him is more suitable as a sacrifice.