Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

When they arrived at the camp, they entered the two-story building and threw Li Ritian to the ground.

It seemed that Li Ritian had not learned his lesson. He forgot that Chu Ziyu had knocked them all down by himself, and he even stepped forward to provoke him.

"Last time, you seduced me with your beauty and brought me to our base. You injured me, beat us up, and took away all the supplies. I didn't settle the score with you, but you still dare to come? Come on, brothers."

None of the younger brothers moved, only Li Ritian was shouting. Chu Ziyu felt impatient, and summoned a vine with a trace of his own immortal power, Fire Immunity, which turned into a sharp thorn and pierced Li Ritian's arm. Li Ritian summoned a fireball to burn the vine, but the vine was unharmed.

"What is this? Why is it burning continuously?"

"You talk too much." A trace of disgust flashed across Chu Ziyu's eyes.

Crack! Li Ritian's cervical vertebrae were broken by the vines and he fell to the ground.

Chu Ziyu beat the rest of his brothers to the ground in no time, and they cried out in pain. Chu Ziyu sat in the main seat and said.

"Who among you is in charge, except for this one lying on the ground?"

A long-haired man was pushed out.

"Hello, I'm Wang Fei, just call me Xiao Fei."

"Xiao Fei, you will be the boss of this camp from now on. Don't bother me or the people around me anymore. And bring me 50 level one crystal cores. Understand?"

Wang Fei's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He nodded quickly, asked someone to bring the crystal core, and handed it to Chu Ziyu respectfully.

After getting the crystal core, Chu Ziyu swaggered out of the camp, took out a small piece of iron from the system space, and looked at it in the light.

"6872, this is really a fragment of the Qingxu Sword. Why is it all rusty, like a piece of scrap metal?"

"Boss, you lose some of your power."

Chu Ziyu did as he was told and could feel the small piece of iron absorbing the energy. However, when he wanted to disconnect it, it wouldn't stop.

"System, what's going on? Why does it keep absorbing and can't stop?"

"Boss, I forgot to tell you that there is a sword spirit in this fragment. It takes a lot of immortal power to awaken it."

"What the hell, what do we do now?"

"There's no other way. I have to wait until it's finished sucking. Boss, woo woo woo, I didn't mean to do that. I didn't detect it. I was wrong. I was really wrong. woo woo woo."

Listening to System 6872 crying in his sea of ​​consciousness, the annoyance in his heart dissipated by %, and he coaxed the system.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't cry, I have plenty of immortal power, I'm just a small sword spirit."

Chu Ziyu walked slowly along the street, his face gradually turning pale. Finally, his eyes went dark and he fainted on the ground.

6872 put the small iron sheet into the space and found that the iron sheet became colorful and cold. It detected that the sword spirit inside was gradually waking up. Whoosh, a white and fat boy appeared in the system space, about five years old. The little face was round and rosy. There was a small braid on the big head. Looking at the system in front of him, he cried, who are you, I want to find the master, wow wow wow wow wow. The system was dumbfounded and saw that he was incomplete because of his incomplete body and insufficient intelligence. He also doesn't know how to take care of children.

"Boss, boss, are you okay? The sword spirit has woken up."

The system had no choice but to possess Chu Ziyu and slowly walk back. Because the system was not proficient, it bumped into many people. Suddenly, an arm stopped him and a voice came.

"What's wrong with you? Why did you bump into someone? Why don't you apologize?"

It turned out to be Pei Jianren, with short hair, about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a jacket, with a Desert Eagle on his waist, and a neat and tidy figure. But now there was a hint of disgust on his face.

The system didn’t know how to make this body speak, so it had to let go of control and pretend to faint.

"You, what's wrong with you? I didn't touch you?"

Pei Jianren held up Chu Ziyu who was about to fall, and saw his face which had not been revealed just now, and his heart was pounding. The handsome face of the man looked fragile because of his pale face, which made him even more charming. Pei Jianren couldn't help but stare at him in a daze. It was not until his teammate beside him patted him that he came back to his senses.

"Zhou Li, let's take him back to rest." Pei Jianren said softly.

Zhou Li looked worried and didn't want to take this handsome man back.

"Why? I don't know him, what if he's a bad guy?"

"Zhou Li."

Pei Jianren was surprised. Zhou Li had no choice but to compromise.

"OK then."

Unable to bear seeing his beloved Pei Jianren hugging another man, he snatched Chu Ziyu away and strode back.

"Okay, let's go, Jianren."