Chapter 25 I Have a Special Way to Enter

In the early morning of the next day, everyone was still asleep, and Ye Zhiqiu woke up very early. Today, he will be very busy and will have to hurry.

The road section where Notting College is located is relatively prosperous, and there are all kinds of shops outside.

After all, the business at the gate of the academy is relatively easy to do, and relatively, the competition is also very large, which has led to these bosses being very enthusiastic.

Among the many shops, there is a barbecue shop called "Shiwei" that is particularly good. It is very famous on this street. When Ye Zhiqiu is in the college weekend, he will often come to visit.

The owner of this barbecue restaurant is also a soul master, and he is a rare food type soul master, and his martial soul is the seasoning.

If it weren't for the fact that he was over forty and his martial spirit was only level 11, he would have become a powerful character. Food-type spirit masters were still very popular.

"Yo, Xiao Zhiqiu, you came just after I opened the door? Didn't you bring your two little friends today?" A fat man with a bald head weighing nearly 300 pounds saw Ye Zhiqiu who entered the store, with fat on his face Trembling, he smiled and said hello.

Ye Zhiqiu stood in front of him, and the two of them had a terrifying sense of parallax, as if the big fat man could crush Ye Zhiqiu into a cake when he fell down.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't answer, a pair of big round eyes stared around, when he saw the bar, his eyes lit up, he hurriedly walked over, picked up the jar the size of a teapot on the table, and opened it to take a look.

There are some small dry particles like cumin fired with other seasonings, and there is also a faint herbal fragrance permeating from it.

"Uncle Lei Luo, I'll take the seasoning with me first. The money will be recorded in the account. I came out in a hurry today, so I forgot to bring it with me. I'll give it to you next time." After speaking, Ye Zhiqiu didn't wait for the middle-aged man to react. Slip away with your feet.

"Wait, wait, little bunny, that's the seasoning I'm going to use to send favors"

Hearing the shouts coming from behind, Ye Zhiqiu pretended not to hear and ran faster.

[Add 166 to the negative emotion value from Lai Luo]

What should I prepare for going to the Soul Hunting Forest? First Aid Supplies? food? for drink?

No, Ye Zhiqiu told you that you only need to bring a can of seasoning and a change of clothes to go in.

Eat and drink all by hitting, and the spirit ring will arrive in seconds.

Notting City was 400 miles away from the Hunting Forest. Ye Zhiqiu was in a hurry. It was only ten days before the end of the academy semester. He still wanted to graduate before this year.

The carriage was too slow, so Ye Zhiqiu had to tighten the small burden on his back and start the galloping mode.

This Douluo world is not good at this point. There is no means of transportation such as trains and planes. If you want to hurry up, you can only rely on manpower.

In order to speed up the journey, Ye Zhiqiu even opened the Eight Gates of Dunjia.

The horse roads outside the city are not as flat as those in the city, they are all gravel roads with potholes.

It hasn't rained much in the past few days, and the ground is very dry. Ye Zhiqiu's figure running at a high speed has brought up sand and dust in the sky. The sand and dust form a long dragon behind him, and Ye Zhiqiu's position is the dragon head.

Looking at it from a high altitude, this salon formed by sand and dust seems to be swimming forward rapidly, which is quite spectacular.

Some passers-by didn't wait to see Ye Zhiqiu's figure, and they were covered in sand and ash.

Passerby A: "Bah. What was that just now?"

Passerby B: "I don't know, I didn't see it clearly, I just heard a whistle, and a big black mouse-like thing passed by."

[Add 6 to the negative emotion value from the passerby]

[Add 6 to the negative emotion value from Passerby B]

Along the way, the alert tone of the negative emotion value kept sounding, Ye Zhiqiu would pay attention to it at the beginning, and found that it was always up after 6:00 and 6:00, and he was too lazy to pay attention.

Time passed under Ye Zhiqiu's rush, and it was not until after two o'clock in the afternoon that Ye Zhiqiu finally arrived at the outer market of Hunting Soul Forest.

"Fuck, this place is quite lively, so many people"

Ye Zhiqiu sighed as he looked at the market built by the Soul Hunting Forest.

This place reminded him of the subway station when he just got off work in his previous life, a place like the train station, there are people everywhere, and there are some simple shops.

"If you have a warrant, come to a 20th-level or higher double-ring auxiliary spirit master, and you will get paid for every three missing."

"We have a warrant to hunt down 5,000-year-old soul beasts, a tank of the seventh rank and a tank. We have a nurse who can resist and not cowardly."

"Martial spirit wine gourd, eighteenth-level battle spirit master find a team."

"What is the first soul skill?"

"Drinking a thousand mountains."

"乀(ˉεˉ乀) Get out, don't beggars!"

"Green-haired turtle's humble request group"

"幀(ˉεˉ乀) Get out, not even the green turtle!"

The corner of Ye Zhiqiu's mouth twitched, how could this scene feel inexplicably familiar.

One more thing, MMP, he doesn't seem to have a warrant, he forgot about this, is there still a chance to get in?

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at the two guards who were guarding the gate. He was dozing off during the day, and he didn't seem to be very strong? Would you like to sneak in? Or beat them up and break in?

However, in such an important place as Soul Hunting Forest, will there be no strong guards to take care of? Ye Zhiqiu was a little unconvinced.

Just as Ye Zhiqiu was confused, thinking about which method to use to enter the Soul Hunting Forest, a middle-aged man with long white hair and a sky blue robe came not far away.

His face was cold, and there was a faint terrifying aura, and every step he took gave people a sense of oppression.

As soon as the middle-aged man arrived here, he became the focus of the crowd.

Even if he didn't pay attention to the people around him, he gave people a tingling feeling that his skin was being cut by a sharp blade.

The audience fell silent in an instant, and no one dared to make a sound.

Next to the middle-aged man was a little girl who was carved with pink and jade. She was white and tender. She had a natural beauty at a young age. She wore a blue short skirt and had a faint smile on her face. The big black eyes looked at the people present curiously, looking lively and active.

Ye Zhiqiu frowned, this combination, he thought of a force.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Sword Douluo Chen Xin. That little girl should be Ning Rongrong?

Counting the time, it can be matched. Ning Rongrong was the youngest among the Seven Monsters, and was born with a ninth-level spirit power. At this point, it was almost time to get the first spirit ring.

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly had a bold idea. Maybe I can rely on these two people to sneak into the Soul Hunting Forest?

Sword Douluo took Ning Rongrong and walked towards the entrance of Soul Hunting Forest without any haste.

Pedestrians blocking the road avoided one after another, with respect in their eyes. Although they don't know who this is, it must be a strong man.

This is obviously the strong person in the family who brought the younger generation to hunt down the first spirit ring. They don't want to do such stupid things as blocking the way.

When Sword Douluo led Ning Rongrong past Ye Zhiqiu, Ye Zhiqiu stepped forward in three or two steps, followed behind the two of them, and walked towards the entrance of Soul Hunting Forest together as if nothing had happened.

Sword Douluo just glanced at Ye Zhiqiu, and after realizing that he was just a child, he ignored it.

Ning Rongrong looked at him curiously. Ye Zhiqiu also winked at the little girl kindly.

Ye Zhiqiu was two steps behind them, not too far, not too close, keeping it just right.

In this way, the three of them seem to be a group.

When he came to the entrance, Sword Douluo flashed a purple-gold token, and he walked inside regardless of whether the guards could see it clearly.

As Ye Zhiqiu had expected, the two guards at the gate did not dare to stop him, and bowed very low.

Ye Zhiqiu secretly admired his own wit.

"Little guy, what's the purpose of following us?" Sword Douluo's indifferent magnetic voice sounded.

Ye Zhiqiu:

Going to work on signing a contract tomorrow. Therefore, it may be a day off, and I will greet you in advance.