"cheers!"
There was a burst of cheers.
Soon, he saw Ning Xingxiu standing under a tree with a cane. After accepting the glass of wine handed to him and thanking him, he came to Ning Xingxiu.
"How is it?" He handed the wine to the other party. "The atmosphere in the Holy City is nice, right?"
“It’s really good.”
Ning Xingxiu nodded gently, "It's better than any other city."
This is a group of people who value friendship.
He took a sip of his drink, looked around, and a smile appeared on his face. "If the Grand Arbitrator saw this, I doubt he would even convert to the Lord."
That won’t do... Meng Yi thought silently in his heart: If the Great Arbitrator changes his faith now, well... without enough believers, he will probably become a Level 5, right?
That would be a big loss.
Immediately, he laughed and shook his head.
Originally, Meng Yi wanted to talk to Ning Xingxiu about being wary of weavers or scholars, but after seeing the other party's reserved and satisfied smile, he quietly gave up the idea.
There's no need to spoil the fun at a time like this.
His gaze drifted across the square...
Fang Cunwen brought a tall stage from somewhere and flew over with it in the air.
Boom…
He put the stage on the ground and clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.
"Shall we dance? I'll teach you!"
The crowd responded loudly.
Meng Yi silently withdrew his gaze.
Following Cen Qiyun’s “team building”, Fang Cunwen came up with “square dancing”.
Yes, Redemption has many talented people under its command.
As the night deepened, everyone slowly dispersed...
After Meng Yi returned to his room, he also received Wenhui's "special report" from the Kingdom of God.
It seems that Jing'an City is moving very quickly. If they set out in the afternoon, they will probably march overnight. With their team consisting entirely of divine beings, they will probably arrive at the City of Nature early tomorrow morning.
That’s okay…
I'll ask Wenhui tomorrow what's going on with Natural City. Is there anything special about Commissioner Zhang's place?
Meng Yi left the kingdom of God, turned over in bed, and fell into a deep sleep.
…
The next morning.
One of the human fortress cities, Xin'an City.
A figure covered in a gray robe was looking around cautiously.
He muttered to himself, "As far as I know, the most powerful weaver is this city."
He tilted his head as if listening, then lowered his head and whispered, "It's level two, it looks like flesh and blood magic."
Then he began to talk to himself:
“Yes… yes… yes…”
"But the owner of this city is a first-level delusion breaker. We..."
Tick-tock…
He paused, and a clear trail of green blood flowed out from under his feet.
"Oh, I see."
The man in gray robe walked forward, and the hood on his head was blown by the breeze, revealing his face. It was Wu Tong.
However, he no longer had his usual manic expression, but instead had an indescribable timid attitude.
"Hahaha, look at that guy, do you think he's mentally ill? He's been talking to himself for a long time."
A fat man pointed at Wu Tong and laughed, and stomped on the green blood left by Wu Tong.
"What is this? Did you pee?"
Wu Tong didn't even turn his head.
Soon, green sprouts sprouted all over the fat man's body, spreading from the soles of his feet all the way to the top of his head, and becoming more and more lush.
"I was wrong!"
He quickly slid to his knees and begged for mercy from a distance towards Wu Tong's back: "I... wulu wulu..."
He could no longer utter a complete sentence. He covered his throat with his hands in horror, and swaying branches and flowers kept pouring out of his throat.
They have mouths with sharp teeth, and they laugh and learn the pronunciation of the fat man, "Woo woo woo..."
Wow…
The fat man eventually turned into green floating catkins all over the sky...
The people around were not surprised, only the Devourer kept chasing...
Wu Tong walked at a leisurely pace and came to a "colosseum" in the inner city.
This is an "underground" building covering a large area, dug very deep, and with stepped auditoriums.
There were no walls around the arena, and it seemed that it welcomed all spectators.
Perhaps because it was early in the morning, there was no bloody battle going on here, and the arena was empty.
Wu Tong stood at the edge of the arena, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly: "I have something very important to tell you... Bu Changyue! Bu Changyue!"
There was a fine and sticky rustling sound.
With a whoosh, a sea of blood rose in the arena.
Among them, there were countless corpses of various shapes floating up and down.
"Ah...it's Wu Tong..."
A human face made of blood appeared in front of Wu Tong, and kept intertwining and wriggling.
A pale spot suddenly appeared beside Wu Tong.
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