Chapter 392： Soul test (1)

While the emperor of the Demon Wolf clan ran away and flew, he looked back in the direction of Yue Chen.

But [Bequge novelhall.com] saw Yue Chen stabbed out with a single shot, and the many demon wolf clan masters who stood in front of him were overturned by a single shot.

Immediately, he continued to kill him at an unabated speed. This speed was too terrifying, I was afraid that he would be able to catch up soon.

The emperor of the Demon Wolf clan frightened his soul and yelled: "Yue Chen, don't come over... I'll give you whatever you want."

Yue Chen smiled coldly: "I will take it myself."

Yue Chen descended like a flash of lightning on the back of the emperor of the Demon Wolf Clan, stabling the silver spear.

The emperor of the Demon Wolf Clan turned around, gritted his teeth and cleaved the long knife frantically, resisting Yue Chen's silver spear.

Yue Chen's silver spear trembled... The demon wolf tribe only felt that every time it hits, it seemed like a mountain had hit it, making him panic.

After the three moves, while the silver spear was shaking, Yue Chen swung away the long knife in the hands of the emperor of the Demon Wolf Clan.

At this moment, the middle door of the demon wolf clan opened wide, and there was no defense.

"No!"

The emperor of the Demon Wolf clan was horrified and saw the sharp spear head grow rapidly in his eyes, and then fiercely pierced his right eye through his head.

"I am not reconciled!"

After the emperor of the Demon Wolf clan spit out these five words laboriously, his head tilted and he died.

Yue Chen looked at the corpse silently, and said lightly: "The emperor, it's really extraordinary.

Your strength is better than Cheng Shuang. "

According to Yue Chen's estimation, his strength is equivalent to that of an ordinary war emperor of Tier 4 and 5, and he can easily kill a Tier 1 and Tier 2 war emperor.

If there are too many such masters, Yue Chen will also feel troubled.

If he could break through to the Emperor of War, he would be able to fight with Yue Chen.

The Golden Bimeng Beast that Yue Chen encountered before was only the royal family, the descendants of the war emperor did not know how many generations, not the emperor's son.

"It seems that if you encounter an emperor whose level is much higher than yourself, you should pay attention."

Yue Chen warned himself.

Pulling the silver gun closer, Yue Chen gently stroked the emperor's fur with his left hand.

The fur is gray and shiny, without any impurities.

Yue Chen estimated that just this fur could make the rich and powerful people break their heads and fight for it.

This is the real status symbol.

Putting away the spoils, Yue Chen flew back to Cheng Shuang and the others.

Cheng Shuang looked at the countless flying demons, and ignored Cheng Shuang and others, like moths rushing into the land of inheritance.

Cheng Shuang asked, "Yue Chen, is this?"

Yue Chen explained a little bit, and then the eyes of the four of them brightened.

"It turned out to be a place of inheritance."

Cheng Shuang shouted.

Yue Chen smiled and said: "So many people grab the inheritance, this probability is too low, it won't fall into my hands in the end, what are you so excited about."

Cheng Shuang shook his head and said: "This is a place of inheritance. As long as you pass a certain degree of test, there will be inheritance, and the number should not be too small.

Of course, the best inheritance should be very rare. "

"Oh!"

Yue Chen looked up at the demons in the sky and resisted the urge to kill them.

No matter how many demons, you can kill them in the future.

But once the Supreme Demon Thunder is lost, it can never be found again.

Yue Chen didn't worry about other people, he was afraid that Liet would take away the inheritance.

That guy knew too much, and Yue Chen had a sense of crisis subconsciously.

"go!"

Yue Chen shouted and rushed to the place of inheritance first.

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"Jingle Bell!"

An alarm awakened Yue Chen.

Yue Chen opened his eyes blankly and found himself lying on the wooden bed, surrounded by everything he knew very well.

Old cabinets, old-fashioned TV sets, cramped rooms... Yue Chen felt as if he had a dream, dreaming that he had traveled through and went to another world to kill the Quartet.

"Jingle Bell!"

The alarm clock rang again, reminding Yue Chen to get up immediately and go to catch the bus.

"It's seven o'clock again, and I didn't sleep well."

Yue Chen grabbed his fluffy hair, picked up the phone and turned off the alarm clock.

Then I got up lazily, washed... went downstairs, bought two buns, and Yue Chen hurried to the bus stop.

This is the life Yue Chen repeats every day.

Get up, go to work, and then go home alone.

Yue Chen is an orphan, he has no worries, as long as he feeds himself.

The only thing that pleases me is that a colleague introduced me a girlfriend a month ago.

The girl looks average, but Yue Chen feels that the other party is quite sincere.

As an ordinary single dog, it is quite satisfying to find a good girl to marry.

As for love... it is a bit extravagant for Yue Chen.

He has been in love, but every time it ends in failure.

The first one is also the longest one, and ran away with the rich second generation.

Later, I continued to talk about several, all within a few months.

Love is not worth money, which is also the truth that Yue Chen understands.

When he squeezed into the bus, Yue Chen looked at the busy figure and the bus moving fast.

Yue Chen suddenly thought: "If only I could fly like in my dream."

In the dream, Yue Chen felt that he was omnipotent, not only with a high authority, but also with a beautifully suffocating wife... It was just that the dream was so vague that he couldn't remember it.

On the bus, there was a girl wearing a beautiful professional attire, looking down at the phone.

Yue Chen looked down, and the girl felt a little bit. She raised her head and gave Yue Chen a fierce look, covered her neckline with her hand, and cursed a hooligan in secret.

Yue Chen smiled awkwardly, and continued to look out of the bus.

Next to Yue Chen stood a man in a suit. He was dressed in a neat suit with a black hat and sunglasses.

Lie on Yue Chen's ears and said: "These women are wearing revealing clothes while not letting people look at them. It's really hypocritical."

"Ha ha!"

Yue Chen smiled noncommitantly, he felt that the man in the suit had spoken a little too much.

Seeing that Yue Chen was indifferent, the man in the suit continued, "These hypocritical women deserve to die, they deserve a thousand cuts, don't you think?"

Yue Chen gave him an incredible look: "Are you crazy."

The man in the suit sneered: "You will understand how correct what I said."

At this time, the bus was at the stop, and the man in suit did not wait for Yue Chen to reply, and turned and got off the bus.

Yue Chen looked at his back and confirmed that this guy had some nerve problems and was too extreme.

"Fortunately, this is a society under the rule of law, otherwise such people might do extreme things."

Yue Chen said to himself.

After more than twenty minutes, Yue Chen finally arrived at the station and got off the bus.

Yue Chen walked for ten minutes and walked towards a building where the company's office was.

The building is very high-end, and Yue Chen often sees the enviable eyes of many workers when he comes in and out, thinking that white-collar work is easy and the salary is still high.

Yue Chen envied the workers, he only used his hands and didn't use his brain, he didn't need to be scolded by his boss, and his salary was not lower than himself.

In front of Yue Chen came a monk wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk.

The monk blocked Yue Chen's path and said, "Young man, believe in yourself, you are a kind person."

Having said such a thoughtless remark, the monk drifted away.

"How come I met a weirdo again."

Yue Chen turned around, but was startled...The monk was gone.

Damn it?

In the warm sun, Yue Chen felt gusts of yin wind.