Doomsday Manor Owner

As for Cen Yugong, Zhuang Lun knew his fate when he felt the mental fluctuations in the arrow.

However, Zhuang Lun was also a little confused. How could the grudge between him and Cen Yugong reach the point where Cen Yugong would sacrifice himself in order to kill him?

Zhuang Lun pulled out the arrow from his neck, used his right hand to break it, and the last bit of Cen Yu Gong's mental fluctuations immediately dissipated into the world.

"Zhuang Lun, Zhuang Lun, how are you?"

As soon as Zhuang Lun killed the five Yi Liangs, Wu Jing came to his side and looked at him with a worried look on her face.

Zhuang Lun, who was originally very energetic and capable of killing four second-level warriors with his backhand, immediately turned pale when Wu Jing appeared next to him, and then fell into Wu Jing's arms.

Zhuang Lun looked like he would die soon, looking at Wu Jing with gentle eyes.

"Zhuang Lun, Zhuang Lun, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me! Are you okay?" Wu Jing became even more panicked when she saw Zhuang Lun lying in her arms.

Moving his head, Zhuang Lun found a more comfortable position between the two peaks in front of Wu Jing's chest.

"Sister Jing, that arrow just now was so powerful, I might die soon!" Zhuang Lun said as he pointed at his neck with great effort, where he had deliberately left a wound.

Seeing the wound, Wu Jing's right hand was immediately shrouded in white light and pressed on Zhuang Lun's wound, but it had no effect.

The other women also gathered around at this time, looking at the pale Zhuang Lun with tearful eyes.

Only the little Loli looked at Zhuang Lun doubtfully. In her premonition, Zhuang Lun was injured at most, but he couldn't be seriously injured and dying!

"Sister Jing, I didn't expect our fate to be so short-lived. We have just confirmed our relationship and I am about to leave you!"

Zhuang Lun's lips trembled slightly, and he looked like he was about to burp.

"Stop talking, stop talking!" Wu Jing hugged Zhuang Lun tightly in her arms, her tears falling continuously on Zhuang Lun's face like broken beads.

Seeing Wu Jing's sad look, Zhuang Lun couldn't bear it, but in order to defeat the plan, he decided to continue making it up.

"Sister Jing, I have a wish, and I hope you can help me realize it."

"You say, I will promise you no matter what!" Wu Jing looked at Zhuang Lun's face, her tearful eyes filled with determination.

"Sister Jing, please let me feel good before you die! I want you!" Zhuang Lun finally revealed his fox tail.

Hearing Zhuang Lun's shameless request, the women surrounding him were all stunned. Little Loli even looked at Zhuang Lun angrily with a look of realization on her face.

But before the little Loli could speak, Wu Jing nodded without hesitation: "Okay, I promise you!"

Then Wu Jing moved her left hand, hugged Zhuang Lun in her arms, and ran quickly towards the hotel.

Ban Yunjia shed tears and looked at the direction Wu Jing was leaving. She seemed to have made up her mind and quickly chased after him.

"Oh, fat brother, your joke is too big this time!" The little Loli stamped her foot and hurriedly chased after her.

Qiao Wenxin and Lu Yue also reacted at this time and ran towards the hotel together.

After returning to the room, Wu Jing threw Zhuang Lun directly on the bed, then fell directly on him, kissing his lips while taking off their clothes.

Wu Jing's movements were extremely rough, as if she was venting her sadness.

Just when the two of them had taken off their shirts and were rubbing their bodies against each other, the door suddenly opened. Xiao Loli and Ban Yunjia were outside the door, staring blankly at the situation in the room.

"Mom, Brother Fatty's injuries are fake. Brother Fatty, you really went too far this time! Why are you trying to scare us? Don't you know how worried we are about you?"

The little Loli's words caused the two people on the bed to freeze up.

Seeing Wu Jing's face gradually becoming expressionless, Zhuang Lun smiled coquettishly, not knowing what to say.

Wu Jing slowly put on her clothes, then walked into the bathroom, locked the door from the inside, and then heard faint crying from inside.

Hearing Wu Jing's crying, Zhuang Lun suddenly panicked. He quickly walked over and slapped the bathroom door.

"Sister Jing, I was wrong, don't cry! I know I was wrong, please come out!"

Zhuang Lun's cry did not receive any response, but the sound of crying continued to be heard.

Seeing that his words had no effect, Zhuang Lun turned his head and gestured to the women behind him, asking them to help persuade him.

"Huh." Lu Yue snorted, gave Zhuang Lun a big roll of his eyes, then opened the door and walked out, returning to his room.

Qiao Wenxin raised her head and glanced at Zhuang Lun, pursed her lips, walked to the sofa and sat down, hugging a pillow, lowering her head and saying nothing.

Ban Yunjia walked over honestly, but she just stood behind Zhuang Lun and had no intention of trying to persuade Wu Jing for him.

In the end, Zhuang Lun was unable to give up and sat down directly at the door of the bathroom, waiting for Wu Jing to walk out of it.

An hour later, the bathroom door opened, and Wu Jing walked out with red eyes, walked around Zhuang Lun who was sitting at the door, walked to the sofa and sat down.

Zhuang Lun also hurriedly walked over and sat down opposite Wu Jing.

"Sister Jing, I was wrong about this, can you forgive me?" Zhuang Lun looked at Wu Jing sincerely.

Wu Jing forced a smile on her face: "It was because of you that Qiongqiong and I were able to survive. It was just a joke. How could I take it to heart? In fact, you can stay tonight."

When she said the last sentence, Wu Jing's face turned red.

After hearing Wu Jing's considerate words, Zhuang Lun's face showed anger.

"Why should I stay? Do I want you to repay my kindness? Wu Jing, don't talk to me like this. I'm not your benefactor, I'm your man. Do you think I'm just coveting your body?"

Hearing Zhuang Lun's angry words, Wu Jing raised her head, shedding tears, and looked at him stubbornly.

Zhuang Lun sighed, stepped forward and gently held Wu Jing in his arms, whispering in her ear: "I went too far today, I'm sorry!"

Gently kissing Wu Jing's cheek, Zhuang Lun looked into her eyes tenderly.

Wu Jing could no longer hold on to her forced smile, so she lay in Zhuang Lun's arms, crying and beating his chest.

Seeing Wu Jing's performance, Zhuang Lun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This test was finally over.

After dinner, Zhuang Lun took Wu Jing's hand and led the members of the beauty team to the door of the hotel to sell level 2 zombies.

Although Zhuang Lun's manor points have reached 1,400,000 manor points at this time, the corpse of a zombie can be sold for 1,000 manor points, which is not a small amount.

At this time, there were more than a dozen people waiting at the door of the hotel. They had learned from others that someone was selling level 2 zombie hearts and brain cores here.

After seeing Zhuang Lun come out, those long-awaited first-level peak mutants all came over to greet him, fearing that they would be slow and lose the chance to advance.

The transaction went very smoothly. In just a short time, Zhuang Lun sold seventeen copies of the second-level zombie hearts and brain cores, earning a total of 17,000 manor points.

At this time, Zhuang Lun's manor points had reached an astonishing 157W manor points.

After returning to the room, and after having some affectionate words with Wu Jing, Zhuang Lun returned to his room.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhuang Lun finally decided to use 157W manor points to strengthen his attributes instead of keeping it to reduce part of the debt.

20W manor points were left to expand the base, and Zhuang Lun could use 137W manor points. He first spent 120W manor points to increase all attributes to 3000 points.

Then I spent 122,400 manor points to upgrade the fish scale ball into a level three silver weapon.

After the upgrade, the properties of each metal piece have not changed, but the number has expanded to 3,429 pieces.

Another 37,600 manor points were spent to upgrade the golden-backed folding iron sword into a level three whiteboard weapon.

After upgrading, the attack power becomes 11000 and the sharpness becomes 6000.

Looking at the few manor points left, he finally spent another 21,600 manor points to upgrade the chain armor, making it a second-level silver equipment.

Chainmail

Defense: 2300

Shock absorption: 1100

Additional skills:

Iron Wall. Passive skill. When the attack power is less than the wearer's attack power reduction value, the impact of the attack itself is ignored.

Cowhide. Passive skill, half of the defense power is converted into toughness.

Zero deposits and round sums. Active and passive skills, absorb the dissipated energy. After accumulating enough energy, you can send out a sword energy to kill the enemy.

Equipment requirements: Level 2 warrior