Chapter 126 The Secret of the Public Invasion

"It should be," Bauhinia did not deny Zhong Cheng, but then added: "But you don't have to worry too much. Don't forget that your divine mountain still has a blood bead. At the critical moment, it will save your life. Moreover, you don't have to lose to that magician!"

"What, aren't you going to stop me from going in?" Zhong Cheng asked with a half smile.

"What did I stop you from doing," Bauhinia smiled and explained, "You have just reached the mortal level of God, and the miracle in your body has also achieved rapid progress for the first time. In order for you to adapt to this state as soon as possible, it is quite urgent for you to find an opponent who is comparable to your strength.

Is actual combat the foundation of progress? I understand." Zhong Cheng nodded and walked along the corridor. In fact, he has no intention of retreating here. After all, there is a name in what Uncle Wu just said that attracted his high attention.

Sweet and thin!

Even now, Zhong Cheng still hasn't figured out how Gan thin, a tall, thin and seemingly calm person, has something to do with the alternative demon practitioners.

Zhong Cheng walked lightly, accompanied by the hurried scenery on both sides, and soon reached the end of the bedroom, which was also where he used to live.

Seeing everything in front of him, Zhong Cheng's footsteps stopped unconsciously, and there was a voice of surprise in his mouth.

The scenery here is the same as before, but the situation here is no better than usual.

On Zhong Cheng's right hand side, there are still rows of rooms, and on Zhong Cheng's left hand side is still the pool of the rockery. However, this rockery is not as usual at this moment. The most prominent feature is that the rockery has shifted, opening a secret passage to the underground that Zhong Cheng did not know.

Zhong Cheng looked at the secret channel and suddenly returned to the night three months ago, when he first came to this world. At that time, a man in black had been paying attention to the movement of the pool at the top of the house on the right. Now that I think, the man in black at that time was probably waiting for the opening of the secret channel.

In the secret passage, there is a ladder leading to the underground. The secret passage is faintly lit by fire. It is thought that there is candlelight on both sides of the ladder.

Zhong Cheng came to the yard from an opening of the corridor, and then stood in front of the rockery. After pondering for a long time, he made up his mind and walked inside.

Because this secret path is built in the pool, the interior of the secret path is a little wet, and the stairs are also a little slippery. The stairs went straight to the lower part, and the candlelight on both sides was faint. In this dark and humid place, Zhong Cheng couldn't help trembling. He felt that there seemed to be something strange in the hole, releasing chills.

Zhong Cheng was anxious and didn't care how wet and slippery the stone ladder was, so he hurried down. After walking for nearly five minutes, there was a sound familiar to Zhong Cheng from the depths of the stairs.

"Sweet and thin! What are you doing here?" This sound turned out to be Jin Duolai's voice!

"Hey, I didn't expect it! The person who guards the secret room of the public loser turned out to be you, a fat man. I wonder why I can't see you except for eating on weekdays. So you are hiding here to catch the cold!" Yes, this calm voice is just thin.

Sweet and thin and Jin Duolai will be at the same time, and Zhong Cheng's surprise is even higher. Due to Wu Bo's reminder just now, Zhong Cheng was not too surprised by the appearance of thinness. But Zhong Cheng didn't expect that Jin Duolai would be here. He never dreamed that Jin Duolai, who looked as fat as a pig, was the one who guarded the secret room of the loser.

With a sense of surprise, Zhong Cheng slowed down and tiptoed to the bottom of the ladder. In front of him, two people suddenly appeared. One was tall and thin, and the other was short and fat. It was Ganshi and Jin Duolai. These two people are originally two extreme figures in size, but they didn't expect to really stand against them today.

The faces of both of them are not good, and the miracles in their bodies are constantly released one after another. The battle has actually begun. The two of them ran miracles in their bodies to disturb each other and test each other. After this process is over, the two of them will really do it.

These two miracles squeeze each other and attack each other. No matter which one, they are full of strength and strength.

Gan slims down as a demon practitioners. The miracles in the body are not only powerful, but also have a kind of anger that ordinary miracles do not have, which makes people feel cold.

Jin Duolai is not a demonist, but a real god. The miracles in his body are far-reaching and long-lasting. In the atmosphere, there is a sense of stability.

The two miracles formed two tropospheres, and the surrounding air seemed to fluctuate with the fluctuation of the miracles in their bodies. In the air, there seemed to be a suffocating sense of pressure.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, Zhong Cheng has to say that these two people in front of him are not weaker than their own strength. Sure enough, there are so many masters in the world! In the field of god zhiers, I'm afraid that there are also a lot of people at the level of gods!

At the thought that he was far from qualified, Zhong Cheng couldn't help but feel eager to improve. Especially when you meet such a person with similar strength, this idea will be stronger. That's because I want to surpass them, just want to surpass them.

Back to the field, after seeing Jin Duolai and Gan Xiing look at each other for a long time, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "This breath, you are indeed a demon monk!"

"How is it?" Gan's thin expression was obviously much more casual. He casually swept away Luor's long hair and looked at Jin Duolai with a deep murderous intention in his eyes. "I didn't expect that you, you fat man, have reached this situation. It seems that the best lackey of the public loser is not Uncle Wu, but you!"

"Wu Bo, what's wrong with Wu Bo?" Jin Duolai looked awe-in and asked.

"What else can I do to him? Naturally, this old man was killed by me!" Gan Thin sneered and said, "Not only the old man, but also the other subordinates of the government, such as Xiaoyu, I haven't let go of any of them!"

"You!" Jin Duolai's body was shocked, stared at Gan Skinny, gritted his teeth and said, "You, you actually! Uncle Wu is fine. Xiaoyu and others have been working together for so many years. How can you be so ruthless? Just kill!"

"Well, do you think I don't know?" The thin smile became colder and colder, "Among the servants of the public loser, except for Xiaodie and Zhong Cheng, the rest are all the lackeys of the public loser! It's all beasts! Even you are just a machine beast. Do you think I don't know?"

"This..." Jin Duolai's pupils suddenly shrank, and his expression turned pale in an instant. He was surprised and said, "How can you... know!"

After listening to the conversation between Gan Xian and Jin Duolai, Zhong Cheng suddenly felt that his brain exploded with a roar, and his body couldn't help shaking.

Jin Duolai, Xiaoyu, these "people" are not "people" but "machine beasts"! I have been with them for a while, and Zhong Cheng never dreamed that it would be like this.

"No wonder you don't care about Uncle Wu's life and death, but only about the survival of other servants. Because Uncle Wu is a human, and you guys are beasts, a group of humanoid machines with thoughts!" The thin and imposing, he sneered:

"At first, I was not sure. After all, this method of completely turning the beast into a human form should only be used by the first generation of patriarchs of the public losers, that is, the craftsman god. But after staying with you for so long, I have gradually noticed the clues from your living habits.

"What's the clue?" As if discouraged, the surprise on Jin Duolai's face gradually faded and was replaced by a layer of cold murder. He narrowed his eyes into a fine crack, glanced at the feeling of his hand, and said coldly, "What's the clue? Come and listen to it."

"Your broken machine is about to stop working, and I will tell you mercifully." The momentum of thinness is still unabated, "First of all, your origin is very strange. No matter which one of you grew up in a losing family. But none of you can tell your past completely. So you are like people who came out of thin air.

"Can't you tell the past?" After meditating for a while, Jin Duolai nodded and said, "I admit that we really didn't notice this. And then? Just because of the ambiguity in the past, do you think we are machine beasts built?

"Of course it is not enough. However, with this loophole, as long as you study it carefully, you can judge whether you are artificial people out of thin air. Gan thin smiled gently and looked at Jin Duolai, "And what I have studied deeply is your origin!"

"My origin?" Jin Duolai was stunned, then shook his head and said with a wry smile, "It seems that I should still be like them and hesitate."