[Postscript: Half a million words... Half a million words... Half a hundred words, the number of collections has not exceeded 1,000, and the number of clicks has not reached 100,000, how can Xiao Heiqing be embarrassed?]

"Didn't you just ask me what I did yesterday? I just said it was nothing, and the next words..." Chen Chen's expression returned to indifference again, and he said calmly: "Why did you hang up before I finished speaking."

"Okay, sister, I was wrong. Just tell me." Nan Ke Yimeng sighed, if Chen Chen could maintain the same personality as when he met by chance yesterday, what a cute little girl he would be...

"Actually, I'm already level 30. You should be able to see it in the friends column."

Chen Yi said: "I went to do a task yesterday, a scene task, so you couldn't contact me. The reward for that task was level plus one, which is much faster than hard leveling. Now I am level 30, and I just went

I accepted the second mission and went to [Twilight Highlands] to get a [Soul Stone]."

"Oh, let's go then..." Nan Ke Yimeng suddenly realized that the dragon god's mission had not been handed in yet, and said: "Let's go and hand in the mission first. Maybe we will get some powerful equipment, and it will be easier to do the mission by then.

Simple."

"Um."

…

The two quickly gathered at Longpo. Nan Ke Yimeng took a closer look at Chen Mo and found that all her equipment seemed to have been changed. The staff she was holding in her hand gave off a faint silver light, making her snowy and delicate.

Her face is also covered with a soft luster, like a goddess descending to earth. It adds a temperament to her coldness, giving people a beauty that they dare not look at.

"MD, how cheap!" Nan Ke Yimeng shook his head, how come he has become so interested in plmm recently? Is it really like what the drunk guy said, the estrus period has arrived...

Of course, those who are not interested in plmm are definitely not men, men are what they are!

Walking into the cave with ease. The biochemical zombies on the road have been refreshed. At this moment, Nan Ke Yimeng and Chen Chen are no longer as strong as before. The fighting spirit he wields at any time is full of fire. If the rp is better,

With his mind penetrated, he can accidentally release one or two dragon soul powers, killing him instantly without any explanation.

Chen Chen had become somewhat immune to the monsters here. When he saw their strange appearance, he did not scream again. Instead, he released a few holy light spells with a nonchalant expression and purified them directly to Siberia!

Soon they went straight to the place where the Dragon God was. The Dragon God was still imprisoned in the crystal ball which he called the "Dragon Bone Blood Bead". Seeing the two people coming, the Dragon God looked surprised and looked at them carefully.

Nanke dreamed about it for a long time before slowly and carefully uttering a sentence: "I thought you were crippled by Malvado, but you are still alive!"

"..."

So, Nanke Yimeng waved his hand, "Chen Ai, let's go and ignore this old soul!"

Dragon God: "..."

Chen Chen turned his head and glanced at Nan Ke Yimeng, then continued to stare at the Dragon God in the dragon's blood bead, showing no intention of moving. Her face was still covered with a mask, but her eyes showed a sense of indifference.

It seems that he has no opinion on Nan Ke Yimeng's behavior.

"Ha." Nan Ke Yimeng smiled bitterly and turned back, "You are just kidding, Chen Ai, why don't you have any sense of humor..."

"Tell me, what do you want us to do?" Chen Yi asked the Dragon God at this time.

The Dragon God groaned: "It's very simple. You can use the [Scarlet Crescent Sword] in Nan Ke Yimeng's hand to split the elemental restrictions floating around. However, when Nan Ke Yimeng breaks the elemental restrictions, girl, you must use space magic in an instant.

Rescue me, otherwise this powerful elemental ability will be restored within a second."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Nanke Yimeng couldn't help but slashed down with a sword. In an instant, the pale restraint covering the dragon's blood beads like a cube of glass stirred up layers of ashes, which seemed to have been accumulated without washing for many years. On one layer

After the thick ashes, there were seven extremely dazzling lights, standing in the mid-air like a rainbow bridge, which was particularly gorgeous.

Chen Chen frowned, waving the staff gently in his right hand, making some incredible handprints with his left hand, and chanting complicated and obscure magic spells on his slightly buzzing red lips under the mask.

Suddenly, a semicircular blue portal appeared in front of the two of them.

The azure blue portal began to melt like ice into water. The blue gradually receded, replaced by deep black and bursts of strong wind coming from inside. I felt a huge tearing force coming from it, almost to the point of being blown away.

He swallowed it in instantly, Nanke Yimeng couldn't help but stamped hard, leaving a thin crack on the ground, and then he stood firm. As expected, the space storm was extremely fierce!

Suddenly, a thin "bang" sound came to Nan Ke Yimeng's ears. It was very similar to the sound of small explosions of hydrogen gas due to poor control when he was doing experiments in chemistry class.

The azure portal began to disappear at a very fast speed. After only about a second or two, Nan Ke Yimeng's sight no longer had the pitch black and the azure blue surrounding it. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva and wait for him.

When he looked at the dragon bone blood bead again, something very unexpected happened to him.

If it was according to what Dragon God said, the peripheral restrictions should be repaired immediately, and he would take advantage of that moment to leave through the dust portal.

However, this is not the case.

What Nan Ke Yimeng saw, the pale paper-like restriction suddenly disappeared, and it was not repaired instantly. The scarlet crescent sword in his hand suddenly began to move faintly. In the blood beads of the dragon skeleton, the long giant sword

The dragon's body is still clinging to the wall of the crystal ball - the Dragon God has not escaped.

"...What's going on?" Nan Ke Yimeng asked casually.

Chen Chen frowned his willow-leaf-like eyebrows tightly, shook his head gently, and did not respond. At this moment, the Dragon God looked regretful and said: "Nan Ke Yimeng, it seems that the old guy Malvado is not

So easy to deal with. This restriction was beyond my expectation. But through the test just now, I understand. In order for me to produce this dragon blood bead, I still lack one necessary casting material. There is no space magic for that material.

, there’s no way I can come out of here.”

"What is that casting material?"

"Ayorun's [Soul Orb]. Ayorun is the vampire lord of Twilight Highlands. Although he is a vampire lord, he is only a junior vampire at best."

Nan Keyimeng became interested, "How do you say it?"

Dragon God inadvertently glanced at Nan Ke Yimeng a few more times and continued: "In the world of vampires, the classification of levels is determined by seniority and ability. Since they have immortal life, their actual age and their apparent age vary.

There is no relationship at all. There are five levels in total: child, e, ancil, metuseh, antediluvian."

"Children are the most junior vampires. They are treated as children in the world of vampires and are cared for by their elders. They have not yet been introduced to the prince for approval. In other words, in the world of vampires, they have only just stepped forward.

Half, it's not official yet. These are the vampires you'll meet in Twilight Highlands."

"After the childe was introduced to the prince for approval, they became an official vampire. Since they had just become a formal member of the vampire society, their rank was very low and they had no title, but they could be said to be the youngest.

The vampires. They are e. And the vampire lord you met in Twilight Highlands is one of them."

Chen Yi took over the words: "So, we don't actually need to be afraid of him?"

Dragon God shook his head, "No, although he is E, he is an anarch in the vampire clan. This level is quite special. The difference between it and E is that the former is extremely rebellious."

"In a social system with strict hierarchies and clear rules like vampires, such members are very conspicuous. They constantly stir up trouble and cause trouble, so they always attract the attention of the elders. In addition to giving them a headache, they also cause trouble to them.

Their various rights are restricted, for example, they cannot enter formal political operations..."

Nan Ke Yimeng interrupted the Dragon God's explanation, "I understand what you mean. The vampire lord is the Ayulen you mentioned. He is an anarch who defected because he was dissatisfied that he could not enter formal political operations.

Twilight Highlands has established its own force. So, in fact, his ability may be higher, and he can be promoted to ancil, metuseh, etc., but he has not been officially recognized?"

"Yes. It has been so long, and no one knows how strong he is now." Dragon God said: "Anyway, you have to be careful. It's best to ask a few more friends to go with you."

As soon as the Dragon God's voice fell, Nanke Yimeng felt his wrist sink. He opened the virtual backpack in his wristband, and there was a parchment scroll in it - go to the Twilight Highlands, obtain the [Soul Orb] of the vampire lord Ayorun, and

Come back to rescue the Dragon God, and at the same time, you will receive extremely generous rewards.

So, Nan Ke Yimeng raised the Crescent Sword high and said, "Let's go to work in Twilight Highlands!"

suddenly...

"Ding... the player's friend [Ye Qiong] sent you a si-man voice communication request. Do you accept it?"

"Ding... The player's friend [my name is Xiaode] sent you a si-man voice communication request. Do you accept it?"

"Ding... the player's friend [June] sent you a si-man voice communication request. Do you want to accept it?"

"Ding... the player's friend [Jian Lingtian] sent you a si-man voice communication request. Do you accept it?"

Four consecutive communication requests, regardless of speed, arrived almost at the same time. The shock made Nanke Yimeng's hand tremble, and his long sword almost fell to the ground. At first glance, it turned out to be these four people. The chance of them being online together is only once a week.

Not bad. The chance of sending a sound transmission at the same time is extremely slim, basically the same as winning a two-color ball!
Chapter completed!