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Chapter 977

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At that moment, in a corner of the forest.

"Strange, there's movement."

"Could it be that Wu Wudi is back?"

"I'm not sure, but let's go and take a look. If it's Wu Wudi, we'll be rich."

Suddenly, the mercenaries guarding this place sensed that there were figures moving in the forest in front of them. Immediately, more than a dozen mercenaries perked up. They felt that they had caught a big fish.

Immediately, more than a dozen of them joined forces and carefully surrounded the enemy from all directions, sealing off any gaps that the enemy could escape.

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen mercenaries passed through the forest and arrived at a flat ground. They were all ready to attack the enemy.

However, when they saw the scene in front of them clearly, they were all stunned. The figures on the flat ground were five or six small children playing, not Wu Wudi.

"What's going on? Why is there a group of children here? "

One of the mercenaries was stunned. He had thought that it was Wu Wudi, the b * tch. He did not expect a group of children to appear here. The contrast between the two sides was too great, and he was a little at a loss.

"Stupid! This is the novice village, a place like a kindergarten. It's not strange to have children here. "

"The problem is that this is the wilderness. They should stay in the village."

"So what if it's the wilderness? Can't you let them out for a walk? "

"But we've been watching the novice village closely. There are no signs of anyone entering or leaving."

"Indeed, it is a strange thing."

The dozen mercenaries were confused. They did not know what was going on, but when they saw that it was a group of children, they relaxed a lot.

After all, they were not enemies like Wu Wudi, so they did not need to be fully vigilant.

"Little friends, where did you come from?" A mercenary with a scar on his face smiled kindly and asked the group of children, wanting to know where they came from.

"We came with the aboriginal brother."

A little Lolita said angrily.

Aboriginal brother?!

Many mercenaries were even more confused. They did not know what the little girl was talking about. Could it be a child's nickname or something else?

The scar-faced mercenary continued to ask, "Who is this aboriginal brother? Where is he?"

"It's right behind you." Little Loli pointed behind them honestly.

What?!

The mercenaries were shocked, and their hearts skipped a beat. When they turned around, they saw a figure rushing toward them at a speed eight times the speed of sound.

A terrifying aura of fire emerged from the figure. His entire being was like a sun. It was as if even the air around him was burning up, turning him into a world of flames.

All of their hair stood on end as they felt an unprecedented threat. They could feel a terrifying killing intent from this figure that covered every cell in their bodies.

"Wu Wudi!"

A mercenary saw the face of this figure and immediately screamed. However, this scream was also the first and last scream he would make in this place.

Dong!

Xia Ping threw a punch and used the Yang God Fist. A dozen or so fist prints appeared in the air and all of them landed on the mercenaries, sealing off any space to dodge.

In the blink of an eye, these mercenaries had no time to defend themselves. Their entire bodies were blasted into pieces by the terrifying fist force, and they were even engulfed in flames.

In just a breath's time, they turned into a white light and disappeared.

Clatter ~ ~ ~

As these mercenaries were all killed, a large number of items fell from the air. These were the treasures that the mercenaries carried. Now that they were dead, they would naturally fall.

This was also one of the reasons why many cultivators were afraid of dying in the virtual world. Not only would it hurt their souls, but they would also drop all their equipment and treasures upon death. The treasures that they had painstakingly accumulated over a long period of time would fall and benefit others.

It was precisely because of this rule that killing between each other was very prevalent in the entire martial arts space. There were often many specialized killers who would specifically target some fat sheep and kill them to obtain a large number of treasures.

It could be said that almost every cultivator walking in the wild was treading on thin ice. Without a large number of people, they would not dare to go out for fear of being ambushed by the enemy and having all their treasures taken away.

This was also the novice village, a place to learn. Moreover, everyone was a child, so there were no fierce battles between them. Therefore, similar things rarely happened.

"Wow, so many treasures. As expected of the bad mountain bandits, they have so many gold and silver treasures on them." A young boy shouted excitedly as he picked up the treasures on the ground.

The other children were also very excited. They felt that they had won a battle and were like heroes, killing these evil mountain bandits and obtaining a large number of treasures.

"Not bad, you guys did a very good job as bait this time." Xia Ping was very satisfied. "Later, if you guys act according to the plan, we will be able to catch all these evil mountain bandits in one fell swoop and make a fortune."

He praised the performance of these little monsters just now, which was quite realistic and lowered the vigilance of this group of people. Then, he attacked from behind and caught the group of bandits off guard.

As a result, the group of bandits were instantly killed by him when they were unprepared.

"Don't worry, native brother, those mountain bandits can't escape."

"That's right, we will quickly kill these mountain bandits in one fell swoop."

"The treasures on them belong to us."

Each of the children shouted excitedly, wanting to kill all these mountain bandits.

"They are really poor, each of them only has treasures worth 100,000 universe dollars." Xia Ping looked at the treasures on the ground and let Korin calculate the value. He immediately curled his lips, indicating that this group of people were simply poor ghosts. Killing one of them would only get 100,000 universe dollars worth of treasures.

If that group of mercenaries heard this, they would definitely be furious. This bastard thinks that it is so easy to make money in the universe. Ordinary people fight to the death just to get food and clothing.

Usually, they need to buy elixirs, elixirs, tyrannical weapons, and even apprentice to a master to learn skills and buy secret books. Which one of them doesn't need money and universe dollars?

Being able to have 100,000 universe dollars in savings can be considered as saving. God knows how long they have been living frugally to save up. In the universe, they can already be regarded as a well-off family.

But this shameless bastard actually dared to look down on them as poor ghosts. He is really looking down on people too much. It is really true that dog meat stinks in a luxurious house, but there are frozen bones on the road.

"Huh? Isn't this a Shadow Thunder Bomb? "

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