What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

On the battlefield, the warriors, who had experienced tremendous ups and downs in their lives, finally relaxed their tense nerves completely.

Once he relaxes, he immediately starts talking nonsense.

"Thank you so much, shopkeeper, for saving my life!"

May the shop owner enjoy eternal happiness and longevity!

Someone waved wildly at Xu Tianlin in mid-air.

"Please, shop owner, bless my little Macau with a resounding victory!"

Some people clasped their hands together, praying for the shop owner's blessing, showing a level of devotion not even shown when worshipping ancestors during the Lunar New Year.

Another young martial artist pulled out a hair from somewhere, whose owner was unknown, and solemnly held it above his head.

"Shopkeeper, could you lend me some of your good luck?"

His companion slapped him on the back of the head.

"Are you crazy? What if it's not the shop owner's?"

The young martial artist paused for a moment, looked down at the hair in his hand, then his expression changed, and he quickly threw it away.

"unlucky!"

Laughter erupted across the battlefield.

The oppressive atmosphere of the Demon King's arrival was largely dispelled by these chaotic noises.

But jokes aside.

The people's hands moved quickly.

One by one, the teleportation scrolls were torn open, and silvery-white spatial light lit up in succession.

"See you in Macau, brothers!"

"First come, first served!"

"Does this thing even need to take up space??"

"You know nothing! I'm going to occupy the best location in terms of feng shui!"

"Today I absolutely must sit at the first table by the door, facing directly south, to benefit from the owner's good fortune!"

One by one, figures disappeared in the light with a "whoosh".

In the blink of an eye, a large section of the originally densely packed crowd was empty.

Wei Peng stood there, his lips twitching.

He wanted to remind these guys that they had just experienced a great battle that would be recorded in the annals of human history.

Be serious.

Be more dignified.

Let's at least observe a three-second moment of silence first.

But looking at those martial artists who ran faster than rabbits, he sighed and silently swallowed his words.

Forget it.

As long as the person isn't dead, that's fine.

After a fierce battle, the warriors' spirits...

That's pretty positive and uplifting!

Good thing!

On the other side, Luo Yurou stood on the devastated battlefield, looking up at the lingering light of the laws in the air, her eyes somewhat dazed.

"A demon king at the Dao Integration Realm was defeated just like that?"

Luo Yurou muttered to herself softly.

She's still a bit dazed.

The Dao Integration Realm.

In her previous understanding, he was a great figure at the level of a prefectural lord, someone who needed a whole page of text to introduce in books and accompanied by a portrait for students to admire.

Even just hearing the name makes it seem distant.

But now?

A demon king at the Dao Integration Realm had his laws extracted right before her eyes and became a prize for an event at the small Macau branch.

If this were written into a textbook...

It's a legend for a generation!

"Before, we were just aspiring martial artists who wanted to graduate from Wuhan University."

Luo Yurou lowered her head and smiled.

"Nothing special, the kind you wouldn't notice if you threw it into a crowd."

"Who would have thought that one day I would actually be able to participate in a battle at the Dao Integration level?"

"They survived."

As she spoke, her eyes inexplicably became warm.

Ever since that time I accidentally entered the core area of ​​A4, my fate has undergone a strange change.

That feeling, how should I put it...

It's like she originally just wanted to save up to buy a used car for commuting, but when she woke up, someone had stuffed her into the cockpit of a spaceship and told her:

Come on, girl, floor the gas pedal.

"Hey Yurou, what are you sighing about?"

Liu Bo's voice suddenly came from the side.

He gripped the teleportation scroll in one hand, his whole demeanor flustered as if a lit firecracker had been stuffed under his butt.

"Listen to me, the shop owner is awesome, that's all that matters."

"This thing doesn't need analysis."

"In the end, the shop owner is still the best."

Liu Bo counted on his fingers, looking very serious.

"Look, the Demon King is here, and the shopkeeper has subdued him."

"The Demon King was not convinced, so the shopkeeper removed his laws."

"The Demon King lost, and the shopkeeper simply gave it away as a gift."

Luo Yurou: "..."

Liu Bo, however, didn't realize he was ruining the atmosphere at all, and turned to look at Qingshan next to him.

"And Shan-ge, what's with that expression?"

Qingshan stood still.

His tall body remained motionless, his pursed lips had just been pulled back, and his face still held a very strange expression.

Three parts lingering fear, three parts embarrassment, and three parts relief.

Cold sweat trickled down his face as he stole a glance at Rong Jing beside him.

Rong Jing was looking down and adjusting her cuffs, seemingly unaware that he had almost pouted and leaned in just now.

Qingshan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wow, this isn't a dream!"

He was filled with lingering fear.

"That was close..."

"I almost lost my life."

This is even more terrifying than facing the Demon King of the Abyss.

Facing the Demon King, the worst that could happen is death. But what if I had actually kissed him just now?

Qingshan shuddered, not daring to think about it.

Liu Bo waved his hand in front of Qingshan's eyes.

"Brother Shan?"

"Where is the soul?"

Liu Bo was about to explode when he saw that the people around him didn't seem to be in any hurry.

He spun around twice, scratching his head and ears.

Hey guys, stop standing there!

"Let's go to Macau!"

"You don't want the laws of the Great Dao?"

"If you don't want me, you can leave now!"

Liu Bo became increasingly agitated as he spoke, and directly raised his hand to tear open the teleportation scroll.

A silvery-white light instantly shone, and spatial fluctuations enveloped his entire body.

Liu Bo had already stepped halfway in.

"Little Macau!"

"The Great Laws!"

"Your Grandpa Liu is here..."

Before he could finish speaking, a muffled "bang!" rang out.

Liu Bo felt as if he had been kicked in the butt. He stumbled and fell out of the teleportation beam's range.

He braced himself with his hands on the ground, his knees carving two shallow furrows in the earth, his face almost buried in the soil.

The teleportation light flashed behind him, then dissipated with a "poof".

Liu Bo: "???"

He slowly turned around, looked at the teleportation light that had disappeared, and then looked down at his empty hands.

"Who?!"

Liu Bo suddenly looked up and cried out in grief and indignation.

"Who ambushed me?"

Luo Yurou and the others were also taken aback.

The next moment, a figure appeared silently in front of them.

Xu Tianlin stood with his hands behind his back, a familiar smile on his face.

"Don't rush off yet, I have something to ask you."

Liu Bo turned around and saw who it was. The fragrance that had just reached his lips was swallowed back down, and he choked so hard that his eyes rolled back.

But he adjusted very quickly!

"Good job, shop owner!"

"That kick jolted my restless heart awake!"

"You must be reminding me that martial arts training must not be rushed or aimed at quick results!"

"I, Liu Bo, deeply reflect on my actions!"

Luo Yurou: "..."

Qingshan: "..."

Rong Jing: "..."

Xu Tianlin couldn't help but twitch his lips as he watched Liu Bo's practiced change of expression in that instant.

He's a real talent!

He waved his hand, ignoring Liu Bo's banter, and his gaze swept over the group.

Luo Yurou, Liu Bo, Wei Xiaoran, Qingshan, Rong Jing.

These people have been among the most diligent guests at the resort lately, especially Liu Bo, who has become incredibly efficient at killing monsters after he found the phased array radar in the jar.

"You have killed quite a few members of foreign royal families during this period."

"Didn't you find any treasures similar to the Burning Tree or the Ocean Source Pearl?"