Escape from the wasteland and farm: the full-level boss dressed as the best eldest sister

The room in the underground palace obtained in Fahua Temple was used to store the weapons secretly made by Yu Wenjun. After all the weapons were given to Yu Wenqi, this room has been empty.

Now it can be regarded as useful.

They didn't have any worries, and stuffed gold, silver and jewelry into it all at once.

However, the treasury is a treasury after all, and their underground palace was quickly filled, but the treasury still has a third of the things that have not been taken.

Thanks to the fact that the first room was almost consumed, it is empty now.

So it's almost enough to fill this room with these things.

After the treasury was emptied, the two continued to do their business.

Kill Yin soldiers.

After all the Yin soldiers here were dealt with, Li Wenli did not hesitate to set fire to the palace full of dead bacteria.

Of course, not only the palace, but strictly speaking, all this place should be burned down, and then return to it after a few years.

After all, the scourge of Yin soldiers here is too serious, not to mention Xiaoyu, even with all the power of all the supernatural beings, there is no way to restore the imperial capital to its former appearance in a short time.

So relocation is the best choice.

As the flames of the imperial capital ignited, the survivors who had been huddled in the four cities in the southeast, northwest, and north began to bubble up.

They cautiously walked out of the place where they had been housed for more than four months, and the streets were full of corpses of ghost soldiers who made them have nightmares day and night.

But the imperial palace far away in the sky and right in front of your eyes is currently on fire. Everyone doesn't know what happened, but they feel that the dark clouds that have been hanging over their heads seem to be gradually dissipating.

Zhao Xiaomiao didn't know what was going on outside. Seeing the flames in the palace, her intuition was not good. She gathered all the thugs around her to deal with the unknown.

In fact, Zhao Xiaomiao's premonition was not wrong. Two of her old acquaintances walked in the firelight.

Bai Junjun and Li Wenli.

Seeing them coming from the fire, Zhao Xiaomiao also showed a strange expression on his face.

"I didn't expect to see you again. Speaking of it, I still feel regretful when I dream back at midnight occasionally. I worry that you have died in a corner, and I can't take revenge. God has treated me well, and finally let me There is a chance to kill you."

Bai Junjun was puzzled: "What kind of enmity do we have?"

People have twisted to this point, and it is really impossible to explain it with common sense.

Zhao Xiaomiao also hooked her lips and smiled: "There are too many people in the world who have no grudges but died in vain. What does it matter if there is no grudge? In a word, it can explain everything. I don't like you, it's that simple. "

"What about the others? Is this also the reason for those who were thrown into the den of Yin soldiers by you?"

"Yes." Zhao Xiaomiao nodded calmly: "Anyway, in this troubled world, if you escape today, you won't escape tomorrow. It's better to die early. You can even get eternal life by becoming a Yin soldier. Why not?"

Bai Junjun narrowed his eyes slightly, and sensitively grasped what Zhao Xiaomiao said.

From the very beginning, the child said that Dongsheng Wine Shop was collecting money and collecting protection fees, otherwise it would ignore human lives, and she was always puzzled.

In this troubled world, what does Zhao Xiaomiao want so much gold for?
But now that she said that, Bai Junjun suddenly thought of something else.

I'm afraid it's fake that Zhao Xiaomiao took the opportunity to make money, and it's true that he has been creating a steady stream of Yin soldiers for Yu Wenjun.

She probably didn't know that Yu Wenjun was dead, and she was still causing trouble in the rear.