Legendary Reckless Online Game

Chi Yan's stomach was like a bottomless pit. In just one hour, the Snow Wolf King, who was only one size smaller than him, was chewed up and swallowed whole.

Chi Yan was so excited after eating all the Snow Wolf King that he ran to Song Zhan and rubbed his huge lion head against Song Zhan.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't rub against me like this, your horned horse has poked my dark gold armor."

Song Zhan was working on his determination when he was suddenly nudged by Chi Yan, almost poking a hole in his body with its golden horns.

Holding Chi Yan down and letting him lie on the side, Song Zhan held Chi Yan's golden horns while thinking about his next move.

Zhang Wei's matter is far from over. Although Song Zhan is confident that he can face any player in Shenwuji one-on-one, he and Chi Yan are both worthy.

But the current fact is that, let alone contending with an entire guild, even an elite group of fifty people will have to use sneak attacks to kill a few people.

Song Zhan curled his jade-like golden horns, looked at the vast snowfield, and sighed helplessly.

"The road to Wushuang is still long!"

After a while, Song Zhan trembled, stood up and greeted Chi Yan who was lying on the ground:

"Chiyan, let's go."

Chi Yan's eyelids lifted and then closed again.

"Sleep after you're full? Is there anyone like you who can be a mount?"

Song Zhan patted its big head and urged it again.

Chi Yan couldn't even open his eyes at this time, lying on the snow and sleeping soundly.

"You lazy idiot," Song Zhan took out the War Beast Token, took Chi Yan back to the War Beast Space, and tore open the scroll to return to the city.

After returning to Cold Wind City, Song Zhan did not pause at all and teleported directly again. After several teleportations, Song Zhan returned to Zhenyuan City again.

In Zhenyuan City, Zhang Wei and Song Ling were sitting in the hall on the first floor, waiting anxiously.

"How's it going? Song Zhan hasn't replied yet?"

Song Ling looked at Zhang Wei and asked.

She was a little worried. If Song Zhan was killed in revenge for them, the couple really didn't know what to do.

After all, Zhang Wei told her that Song Zhan was now considered a professional gamer. Unlike those of them who played games and enjoyed them, Song Zhan relied on this to earn a living.

Although what they didn't know was that in just two months, Song Zhan had achieved financial freedom by relying on Shenwu Ji.

"No, why are you anxious? Since he said so, he must be sure."

Song Zhan never replied, and Zhang Wei was also a little worried. After all, it was an entire guild with huge power.

"I got back to you. Song Zhan said he would be back soon." Zhang Wei said excitedly after waiting for a while and finally receiving Song Zhan's reply.

"How's it going? Is Song Zhan okay?" Song Ling asked hurriedly.

"Of course it's okay. What can happen to my son?" Zhang Wei returned to his usual cheerful self.

"Fuck you, stop saying this." Song Ling's eyes widened and she warned Zhang Wei.

"You don't understand."

Zhang Wei looked at Song Ling with a hint of pride and did not explain any more.

...

"Tuk Tuk Tuk~"

There was a knock on the door, and Zhang Wei hurried over to open the door.

Song Zhan walked into the house and sat on the sandalwood chair in the living room.

"How's it going? Have you avenged dad?"

Zhang Wei asked curiously.

Song Zhan looked at Zhang Wei and Song Ling who looked worried, and did not intend to tease them. He said directly: "I have killed dozens of people, so I can collect some interest."

"Yes, it turns out that the tiger father has no dog son."

Zhang Wei and Song Zhan were sitting together. After hearing Song Zhan's words, he patted Song Zhan on the shoulder with an expression of "I'm very pleased."

Song Zhan shook his head and said: "I think it should be 'a tiger father has a dog son'. After all, you are really someone who has disgraced his father."

Zhang Wei was about to retort when he saw the unkind look in his wife's eyes. He straightened his body, sat upright, and changed the subject: "Why are you so fierce now?"

"Is it fierce? Isn't it just a matter of having hands?" Song Zhan said calmly.

"Haha," Zhang Wei didn't bother to watch Song Zhan show off, and sat back next to Song Ling. It would be better for him to be his wife.

Song Zhan thought about how he often suffered bruises and swollen faces in order to practice skills and attack techniques. Although Shenwu Ji weakened the pain, it did not mean that there was no pain. The instantaneous pain in situations such as death and headshots could reach level 5 pain.

As for the level of fifth-level pain, you will know the feeling when you think about cutting your finger with a kitchen knife.

So he said: "What else can happen? Just practice. If you practice, you will get familiar with it and you can fight."

"I've practiced too."

Zhang Weili said confidently.

Song Zhan said no more, stood up and motioned for the two of them to follow.

Opening a wooden door, there was a staircase going down. After Zhang Wei and Song Ling followed Song Zhan down, they were shocked by the sight in front of them.

The first thing you see is an underground training room of 200 square meters.

The dummy placed in the middle was covered with marks from sharp blades, and several of the dummies' necks, hearts, and other vital parts had deep marks cut out.

There are potholes of varying depths everywhere on the surrounding walls and on the ground.

Needless to say, we also know what kind of training the owner of this underground training room has gone through.

"You call this casual training?" Zhang Wei looked at Song Zhan and pointed at the training room and asked.

"Maybe, I have practiced a little more than others and thought a little more."

Song Zhan chuckled and explained: "How else could we defeat the monsters from the Shenwu Period? They are all so powerful."

Song Ling looked at the training room and could already imagine how many times Song Zhan hit the wall and fell down. "Don't you feel pain?"

"This pain is nothing, and it's not reality. No matter how serious the injury is, you can recover."

Song Zhan said calmly.

"Oh, by the way," Song Zhan walked to a corner of the training room, took out the War Beast Token, and released Chi Yan.

The released red flame did not move at all, and still maintained its prone position, sleeping soundly.

Zhang Wei looked at the huge red flame golden horned lion and almost drooled with envy: "This guy is really handsome, can I ride it?"

"Okay, let's go up there and have a good time before it wakes up." Song Zhan looked at Zhang Wei with a smile and evil intentions.

"Forget it, I'll catch the mount myself later, and you should ride it yourself." Song Zhan's straightforward look made Zhang Wei smell a hint of conspiracy and decisively refused.

After leaving Chi Yan in the basement, Song Zhan and the others returned to the first floor.

"Lingling and I have discussed that we will develop in Yanyun from now on. We will not go back to the Ten Thousand Years Snowfield in a short time."

The three of them sat down again, and Zhang Wei said to Song Zhan.

They are not stubborn people. When it comes to playing games, there is no place to play. Having fun is the most important thing.

Song Zhan nodded. There was no way to go back to the Ten Thousand Years Snowfield. That was the base camp of the Ice and Snow Sword. If Zhang Wei and Zhang Wei were there, they would be easily targeted no matter what they did.

It's better to be here in Yanyun, at least there are no such obvious hostile forces.

"Okay, let's stay in Yanyun. Our wild desert scenery is no worse than the snowfields."

Song Zhan said with a smile.