Chapter 690

"Chirp, chirp!"

The ancient little green-scaled dragon, the ancient little silver tiger, the ancient little fire sparrow, and the ancient little mysterious beast were all happily lying in the arms of the five third-test players who raised them, happily eating all kinds of precious natural treasures or high-level monster flesh. After eating and drinking, they rolled around in the arms of the five third-test players one by one, and finally went to sleep peacefully.

The eyes of the five third-test players looking at the little baby were full of deep love and affection.

Then the next moment...

"Brothers, remember the sleeping faces of our children! Next, we will start to attack the third area! The territory controlled by the frozen demon!

"Brother Itachi's second wave of intelligence has been transmitted back. The opponent's strength is even stronger. There are three seventh-level frozen demon elders! There are also 100,000 sixth-level invincible demons!

"But, brothers, tell me, are you afraid?"

Brother Pig Wolong stood up and spoke loudly.

"What are you afraid of? Kill them!"

"Hehe, they are just frozen demons. Let me kill them!"

"Only 100,000 level 6 demons? Not enough to kill. Kill them first. It should be enough for our baby to eat for a week!"

The third-test players present spoke with great dominance.

"Take a break for half an hour. When Brother Bu Sao finishes the magic core and upgrades, follow our Brother Bu Sao

"Go out!"

"Ahhhh!!! Baby plus!!!"

10,000 players of the thirteenth test roared together, and the fighting spirit of the military souls completely erupted, turning into the power of resonance, which directly shook the entire pet beast hall!

The horror of this breath even surpassed the seventh-level demon lord Mo Shitian with seventy-seven magic marks that He Yiming had seen before!

"? ? ? "He Yiming tilted his head and looked at this group of third-test players who were just like those who had changed their personalities with a modifier, striding towards the Ten Thousand Demon Realm. He didn't react for a long time.

Three seventh-level frozen demons, 100,000 sixth-level demon army!

Why do these third-test players look so confident?

"Fuck, go to the martial arts hall!"

"What's the matter?"

"Brother Mian is broadcasting live! The Black God Cult's lair, live broadcast and online beating!

"Fuck, what the hell? Is it so exciting?"

"Hurry up, there will be no good seats if you go too late!"

"Go, go, go!"

At this time, countless players were excitedly heading in one direction. He Yiming was stunned and followed him.

He Yiming soon stepped into the newly upgraded martial arts hall!

Although the central hall of the martial arts hall has been upgraded to be very large, almost half of the newbies in the fourth test, as well as many big players in the first and second tests, came here after hearing the news, and soon filled the martial arts hall.

"By the way, can't you watch the live broadcast offline on the forum? You can also post comments!"

"Yes, you can also watch it in the sect hall, why are you all crowded here!"

"Are you stupid? The big players in the first test watched the live broadcast here. Watching the live broadcast together here creates an atmosphere. You know nothing!"

Many players found a good place to sit down, set up hot pot, stalls, and took out ice spirit wine. Some people put down parasols, lay down in their pants and covered with quilts, and then casually said to the players around them.

"Please turn off the lights for me, thank you!"

"I want to sleep listening to Brother Mian's screams, it's so good to sleep like this!

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He Yiming ignored these players, but stared at the screen in the middle of the martial arts hall.

On the screen, some unspeakable scenes were being played in real time.

In the screen, Beef Noodles was tied up and hung upside down, and around him were seven or eight black-robed figures.

On the chests of these black-robed figures, there was a line of blood-colored numbers, which seemed to represent their serial numbers, or perhaps, their status in this black-robed cult.

At this time, the leading black-robed figure, a man with the number 75 carved on his chest, spoke up.

"Tell me, what is the recipe for the Sanyuan Plastic Infant Pill?"

"What the hell? Damn, I don't know this pill!"

"Bullshit, you are the young master of the Yanhuang Sect, He Yiming's biological son, how could you not know?"

"I... I was just bragging before, I really wasn't!"

"Haha, do you think you can fool me? Beat me up!"

The leading black-robed figure waved his hand, and the seven or eight black-robed men with three-digit numbers on their chests immediately attacked and started to beat Beef Noodles.

"Ahhh! Stop it!"

"Don't hit me in the face!"

"Wait, what do you want to do? Don't do it!"

In the picture, Beef Noodles was beaten horribly, very miserable...

These seven or eight black-robed men with three-digit numbers had various means and tricks, which made He Yiming nod his head and drink a bottle of Bingling wine.

"Fuck, this is such a hard beating!"

"Oh, Brother Mian is so miserable, hahaha! Although I know I can't laugh at this moment, but... I really can't hold it back!"

"Hit hard, yes, hit like this, oh, so hard, Brother Mian can't bear it anymore!"

"Look at this posture, Brother Mian is probably going to die! Quick, hurry up, place a bet, place a bet, how long will Brother Mian die! You can bet from 1 minute to 1 hour!"

"Ah, watching Brother Mian being beaten online, at this moment, I must drink a sip of 82-year-old Bingling wine, and then eat a bite of Deep Sea King skewers from 82 days ago, ah, it's so delicious!"

"Don't ask why, I'm going all-in, and bet that Brother Mian will die in 66 seconds!"

Tens of thousands of players, while watching Beef Noodles being beaten, ate hot pot, drank Bingling wine, waved Deep Sea King skewers in their hands, and sang Today is a Good Day.

Because everyone is really happy!

At this moment.

The Lingxi Horn Flute in He Yiming's hand sounded again.

"Hello? I'm He Yiming, the leader of the Yanhuang Sect. Who are you?" He Yiming picked up the Lingxi Horn Flute skillfully and asked.

"Hehe, I'm from the Black-robed Divine Sect, number 75!" In the live broadcast, the black-robed man No. 75 took out a Lingxi Horn Flute and said with a smug and sinister look.

"Oh? Is there anything wrong? If not, I'll hang up first." He Yiming asked casually.

"? ? ? " The black-robed man No. 75 was a little confused, and looked down at the Lingxi Horn Flute to confirm.

That's right, I didn't find the wrong person!

What the hell? Why is the other party not nervous at all?

"Hehe, He Yiming, your son's beef noodles are in my hands now! Come, let me let you hear his screams!" The black-robed man No. 75 smiled grimly and handed the Lingxi Horn Flute next to the beef noodles.

"Ahhh! Stop it, ah!" Suddenly, the screams of Beef Noodles came in a clear and pleasant voice.

But He Yiming actually wanted to say.

Actually, you don't have to do this. I'm watching the live broadcast here, which is clearer and has better sound quality!

"Hahahaha, are you scared? Are you panicked? Are you anxious?" The black-robed man No. 75 smiled triumphantly, as if he was sure that He Yiming would be panicked and frightened.

"You, how can you be so cruel?" He Yiming said slowly, trying to hold back his laughter.

"Next, we will do more extreme things to him?"

"Huh? Really? What's more extreme? Can it be so wonderful? Can I order some new content?" He Yiming couldn't help but said casually.

Black-robed man No. 75: "? ? ? "

[I was delayed by something during the day, so I went to sleep first and continued to write in the morning?~?]?

Chapter 859 Can I fast forward to Brother Noodles 90% rare?

No. 75 black-robed man lowered his head and glanced at Lingxi Horn Flute again.

What happened?

Didn't he catch the son of He Yiming, the leader of Yanhuang Sect?

Why was he not panicked but seemed...

very happy?

"He Yiming, if you don't want your son to suffer, bring the recipe of Sanyuan Plastic Infant Pill in three days..."

"That won't do!" He Yiming laughed.

"What do you mean? Haha, so cruel, so you want to give up your own son?"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood! What I mean is that I want to order 99 sets of meals. If you can do all of them, I will send the recipe of Sanyuan Plastic Infant Pill in three days! Sure!"

"What the hell?"

"Your torture methods are too lame! I want to order stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots, and a fried pan, oh, yes, and a full meal of Manxiang..." He Yiming spoke slowly and ordered a lot of classic sets.

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The black-robed man No. 75 lowered his head and looked at his Lingxi Horn Flute again.

"Haha, I understand, I understand everything! You said this on purpose to confuse us, so that we would think that this person is not your son, Beef Noodles? Haha, you think you can fool me with this kind of playing hard to get? Haha, you are too naive!" The black-robed man No. 75 suddenly had an idea, and he cleverly thought that he had seen through He Yiming's judgment.

Moreover, the black-robed man No. 75 immediately made a decision, resolutely not to listen to He Yiming's long words, but to continue to use his original torture and torture methods!

"Pah!" Without saying a word, the black-robed man No. 75 turned off the Lingxi Horn Flute, and then turned to look at Beef Noodles.

"What do you think? Did Brother Ming say that I am not his son? I said it long ago, I am innocent, hurry up, let me go, if you let me go back, I will treat you to hot pot!" Beef Noodles said loudly and hurriedly.

"Haha! Hot pot? Someone, bring out the earth fire and roast him slowly for me! This kid is still talking nonsense until now and doesn't take us seriously at all. Torture him slowly!" Black-robed man No. 75 waved his hand, and a black-robed man with earth fire came forward, brought out the earth fire, and started roasting the beef noodles.

"Ahhh! It's so hot, it's going to burn!!! Brother Ming, everyone, save me!!!" Beef Noodles vomited blood and shouted in a hurry.

However...

"Oh my god, Brother Noodles is going to be roasted? Hahahahaha!"

"The handcuffs of these black-robed people are too scumbag. When grilling, you should rotate slowly, heat evenly, and put more cumin!"

"Well, Brother Noodles is too slutty. I suggest adding some skin teeth and onions to remove the smell!"

"Watching Brother Noodles being tortured, I don't know why, the Deep Sea King skewers in my hand are getting more and more delicious!"

"Yeah, drink another sip of Ice Spirit Wine, it's so cool!"

"Brother Noodles will burn in a while, isn't it more exciting than Boruto? I'm on fire! Can you fast forward to Brother Noodles nine-tenths rare?"

The first and second testers present laughed excitedly, and they started to call him a bitch.

Many newbies in the fourth test also praised it!

"As expected of my brother Mian, you can experience the new version every time!"

"Can we play this torture dungeon in the fourth test? I want to experience it too. I want to try piercing!"

"Damn, why is this Leopard planner so partial to Brother Mian? I just want to get into a frying pan, why is it so difficult?"

"Where is the base camp of the Black Cult? Will it be a new dungeon? I wonder what the BOSS looks like?"

"It is estimated that we have no chance in the fourth test. Now we are still fighting back and forth with the Deep Sea King. It is said that those who captured Brother Mian are all Yuanying masters! Let's fight! I guess only the first and second testers can experience it! Oh, I'm so envious!

"I envy Brother Mian so much! My masochistic soul is excited!

The newbies in the fourth test watched Beef Noodles being tortured by various tortures, and most of them were full of envy.

"Fuck, is there no one to save me?" Beef Noodles vomited blood, and when he saw the barrage, he vomited blood even more.

[Wow, Brother Mian has experienced a new experience again! ]

[Can I enjoy severe punishment in this game? I want three sets first! ]

[I like the girls of the Cow Clan to do anything to me. I can do any punishment. If you ask how many, I only ask for 10,000 sets! ]