Recycling Bin In Fantasy World

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There is no Sun Wukong in Journey to the West. This is very unreasonable and can be called outrageous.
Isn't this more outrageous than not having a wife in the wife cake?
Tang Monk and his group walked to the entrance of Wuzhuang Temple, staring at everyone with four pairs of big eyes.
They didn't speak, had no expression, and their extremely protruding eyes looked like dead people.
Everyone was trembling and didn't know what to do.
Everyone looked at Li Zhuang, and the words "Mom sells batches" flashed in Li Zhuang's mind.
At this time, he didn't know what to do.
Time passed slowly, and Zhu Bajie's big mouth slowly opened, revealing a ferocious smile, as if his evil plan had succeeded.
He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, as if he was ready to eat.
The timid Duan Qingqing fainted directly.
Zhou Mimi covered her mouth, tears kept flowing, but she didn't dare to make a sound.
For fear that the one with the voice will be the first to be eaten.
Muchuan's face also looked a little ugly, and he shouted forcefully: "Welcome the holy monk to Wuzhuang Temple, brothers, the door is open to welcome guests."
Muchuan said these words not to the four people in front of him, but to the boys in Wuzhuang Temple.
[Tang Monk and his disciples are about to arrive at Wuzhuang Temple. As the boys of Wuzhuang Temple, they need to do their best to entertain them. ]
Since the Rules Fantasy Realm emphasizes rules, this tip is not just for them, but should also be effective for other children in Wuzhuang Temple.
Sure enough, the door of Wuzhuang Temple slowly opened, and the boy in white was at the door.
Not sure if it was an illusion, Muchuan felt that the expression on the boy's skinny face was a bit ugly, as if he and his girlfriend were having an affair.
Wang Tiantian couldn't help but swallowed her saliva and breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
"What's going on? Isn't this step written in the guide?" Wang Tiantian asked angrily.
"My guide only costs 50,000 yuan and only has three tips." Li Zhuang replied hastily and immediately followed the boy in white.
"Brother, let's exchange information tonight." Ding Shi followed immediately.
Wang Tiantian and Li Zhuang looked at each other and nodded silently.
At this time, intelligence is your life, and it is naturally best to trade with other teammates.
"Holy Monk, this is your room. Master is still in retreat. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality."
The boy in white arranged a residence for Tang Monk and his disciples, and then directed the boys to lead the white dragon horse to Wanxi.
Tang Monk said thank you very much and had no objection.
Bajie chuckled and looked around. When he looked at Muchuan and the others, a strange look flashed in his eyes.
That was the look in the eyes of a foodie looking at braised pork. Muchuan thought of it inexplicably and was shocked all over.
Wu Jing lowered his head and walked into his room without speaking.
The three masters and apprentices were arranged in three different rooms.
when!
At this time, the melodious bell rang.
The expression of the boy in white changed and he hurriedly left the yard.
Muchuan and the others were left behind along with the boys in gray clothes around them.
Because this group of boys in gray had eaten Shi Zeya and Ding Haihua before.
The scene was a little quiet at this time, and everyone felt a little panicked.
Everyone looked at Li Zhuang again.
Among the veterans present, only Li Zhuang was willing to share some experiences, so everyone naturally regarded him as a life-saving straw.
Li Zhuang sighed and said: "Oh... let's go back to the room if we have nothing to do."
"Are you sure you won't die if you go back to your room?"
"Isn't it said that this is the phantom realm with the highest death rate?"
"Going back to your room to rest in the early morning is just a fishing act. You won't be destroyed by the Zhenyuan Immortal Group, right?"
"..."
A group of novices have no ideas and like to question other people's suggestions. Li Zhuang is not used to this:
"I'm going back to my room, you can do whatever you want."
With that said, Li Zhuang took Wang Tiantian and Ding Shi back to the room.
There is no information available now, and Muchuan doesn't want to take risks. It would be wisest to follow the veteran at this time.
There were fifteen people in total, two died, and thirteen were left.
Except for Guan Song and a woman in her thirties, everyone else decided to follow Li Zhuang back to his room.
"Mr. Guan, why don't we go back with them?
The woman's name was Wei Li. When she introduced herself, she claimed to be a public relations manager. She and Guan Song seemed to know each other.
Guan Song looked at Wei Li, his face darkened, and asked:
"I paid such a high price to become the apostle of the fantasy realm.
Unexpectedly, the first fantasy realm was the only mythical fantasy realm among low-level fantasy realms.
Wei Li, as a senior person, you don't have any opinions at all, right?
Now you want me to follow those beginners?
I spent money, the reputation of your Four Holy Sects is not in vain, right?"
Guan Song was terminally ill and had only one year to live.
His family is extremely wealthy and wealthy, and he is not willing to wait for death.
So he found the Four Holy Sects, a well-known organization in the fantasy world that brings people into the circle.
He used his personal connections and inquired for three months, and determined that this was one of the four major non-governmental organizations with the best reputation in Daxia.
Guan Song spent half of his assets and finally obtained the qualification to enter the fantasy realm.
The services of the Four Holy Sects were also in place, and Wei Li, a senior apostle, was dispatched to take him through the fantasy realm.
And in order to ensure that he is 100% awakened, Wei Li also brought many props and authorized items.
It was originally a sure thing, but I didn't expect to encounter the strange fantasy realm of "Bloody Five Village Temple".
Wei Li explained: "Mr. Guan, only two people left the 'Bloody Wuzhuang Temple' alive last year.
One of them is a member of our Four Holy Sects.
We, the Four Holy Sects, have the most comprehensive information about this phantom realm.
Please rest assured that this is just a low-level fantasy realm after all.
Even if you fail in the end, I will use the Boundary Breaking Star Essence to take you back. "
The reputation of the Four Holy Sects cannot be failed, and the mortality rate of every leader is assessed.
Wei Li has already ranked at the bottom of this year's assessment, and Guan Song is a relatively influential entrepreneur.
If Guan Song died here, she would be severely punished by the organization.
Guan Song snorted coldly and said: "Huh, that's good. Is it possible to complete the mission of exploring Wuzhuang Temple?"
At least I passed the excellent level, which is what you promised me before. "
Damn it, exploring Wuzhuang Temple is a perfect pass... Wei Li said helplessly:
"Mr. Guan, there is no chance of passing the 'Bloody Five Village Temple' with excellence.
I can guarantee that you will be fine when you get out alive, and it will definitely be worth your money.
If you don't believe me, go out and ask other organizations who dares to take on the job of 'Bloody Five Village Temple'?
How about this, Mr. Guan, next time you come to cooperate with our Four Holy Sects, how about I personally provide you with a half-price guiding service?"
"Okay, this is what you said." Guan Song knew that it was useless to force her.
Now is not the time for him to show his temper. Human lives are at stake.
"On the first day, after entertaining Tang Seng and his disciples, just stay in the room.
Except for the bloody ginseng fruit incident, there will be no fatal events today. "Wei Li persuaded Guan Song to go back to the room:
"If possible, Mr. Guan, you'd better come forward and buy some information from Li Zhuang. The more information here, the better."
Guan Song was noncommittal about this, and turned around and asked: "Why didn't you speak when we were at the gate just now?"
"Wouldn't there be a risk of exposure if you open your mouth? In the fantasy world of rules, low-key is king. You don't know if there are evil apostles secretly there.
Just now at the door, as long as Zhu Bajie eats a person, the door of Wuzhuang Temple will open.
He will choose to eat the person closest to him, so I pulled you to hide in the back.
We have always opened the door this way before.
I don't know if that kid is really a newbie or an old man pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, but he actually thought of this method. "
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