Regarding the matter of advancement, Lu Mo has never been very concerned about it.

This can break the system, it has never seen such a salted fish host.

Of those hosts in the past, which one was not aspirational?

The system still remembers a certain host still fresh. That is a world of cultivation, the host refining Qi at the age of nine, building the foundation at the age of nine, and quickly forming the golden core as soon as he passed eighteen, and then he went on a non-stop fifty-year-old Yuan Ying, eighty years of transforming the gods. ,? The shattered void soars in a hundred years-

The system said three sentences to the host in a hundred years.

Hello, I am your system.

This is your task list and strategy guide.

Congratulations to the host ascending.

...

This has to be changed for Lu Mo, it is estimated that even the old and the dead may not be able to get out of the Novice Village.

Lu Mo expressed opposition to this: "I hope you can take a look,? I have become a noble Class A male within two months."

"It's great--" The system lengthened its voice. If it is a person, it must have a face down now,? "Do you know how many levels are above the A level!!"

Old God Lu Mo was saying, "Let's listen."

The system counted one by one: "Level A goes up to Level S. Do you think that Level S is at the top? There are also SS levels,? SSS level,? Oh my God, I'm going to collapse just thinking about it!"

"You are putting the cart before the horse." Lu Mo said with tongue: "What's the use of the SSS level? It will deduct my scum value."

"But there is a big gift package for advanced." The system faintly said: "Aren't you curious? With your kind of krypton drawing card momentum, you can definitely draw good things."

Lu Mo: "..."

He actually felt a trace of heartbeat.

The system seized the opportunity and said: "My heart is not as good as my heart? Now there is an excellent opportunity in front of us!!"

Its voice is so impassioned, and at the same time, more impassioned background music was raised in Lu Mo's mind——

Lu Mo became nervous involuntarily: "What opportunity?"

"Stab, kill, mother, bug!"

Lu Mo: "..."

Shut up you.

The system yelled in dissatisfaction: "What is your attitude? I warn you, you only have one chance to get close to the female worm. If you miss this one, there will be no more!"

Lu Mo suddenly realized.

Although the system has always been noisy, it is rarely the same as today. From the early morning on, he kept talking about Bibi Bibi, making his head dizzy.

The original purpose is here.

Lu Mo said perfunctorily: "Well, I will consider your opinion, now you let me take a good look at the scene."

The system listened to it, and immediately said happily: "You finally figured it out."

"Hmm yes yes yes yes yes."

Lu Mo was sitting in the stands. The Zerg was indeed a simple and rude race, and even the most important grace rituals were so unpretentious.

There is only one winner, and the rules are very simple.

Who can stand to the end in the arena, who is the winner.

There is no order, it is a pure wheel war.

In the wheel war, the sooner you go, the more you lose. But one morning has passed from the beginning to the present, and the atmosphere in the arena has always been very hot, with challengers constantly on stage and losers constantly being kicked out of the court.

After all, this is also an opportunity to show yourself! What if you attract a certain high-level male? No one can tell such things.

Many females came to participate in the grace-bearing ceremony with this idea.

Lu Mo looked around. It was a circular arena similar to the ancient Roman Colosseum, but it could hold hundreds of thousands of spectators.

The other seats are all open-air, but the area where Lu Mo is located is specially provided for higher males. The hard glass encloses a small space, isolating the cheers from the boiling sky outside.

From time to time, there are females. In the gap of cheering, they secretly turned their heads and peeped at this piece with good eyesight.

The male with black hair and green eyes had a cold face. He was sitting on the bench with his slender legs folded, holding a plain white cup in his hand, and the heat in the cup curled up.

Drink a sip.

The male put the cup on a side table quietly, frowning.

It looks like I don't like it very much.

At this moment, the cheers in the arena suddenly raised more than one height, and the screams almost overturned the arena!

A tall figure appeared in the court.

He was wearing a black military uniform and white gloves on his hands. His iconic silver hair and red eyes showed his identity in an instant——

Commander of the Third Legion.

Ling.

"Fuck! I can see him this year! I'm dreaming, am I?"

"What... Isn't he a famous lone student?!"

"Are you just getting online in the village? He's been married for so long!"

Amidst the cheers of the audience, the silver-haired female turned her head to look in a certain direction, slowly took off her military cap, and buckled it upside down on her chest.

He leaned slightly and bowed a ceremony, which was the oldest and the most noble etiquette among the Zerg.

Dedicated all victories to you.

Dedicated all love to you.

I will fight for you.

When he made this action, the sound waves in the field were almost like turbulent waves, one after another, one wave higher than the other, layer by layer, and everyone was stunned.

But among the audience present, those who knew Ling did not scream, but gasped.

Um?

Damn it! You are such a female!

In the glass room, there was no wave on the black-haired male's face, and he still had that cold look. But if you look closely, you will find that his ears are dyed through with pale pink. Those green eyes flickered, erratic.

He picked up the steaming porcelain cup again, and drank one mouthful after another.

But there was a stiff taste in his movements, as if he was trying to conceal the fluctuations in his heart, even he himself might not even know what he was doing.

...

Ling stood up straight, put on the general cap again, and then looked at his opponent.

A bit familiar...

The opponent panted lightly. Even though he was a B-class female, it could be seen from the battle just now that his combat experience was very rich and even defeated many A-class females.

"I heard that you are very good. It's great to be able to fight you." A burst of light burst out of the female's eyes: "My name is Gray Feather, I am here to challenge you!"

Ling still didn't remember where this familiar feeling came from.

He drew a slender knife from behind his waist and nodded: "Ling."

"But you don't have to remember too much," Ling said with a smile, "I do a lot of evil, and I always sneeze when I get scolded too much, so I don't like to give names."

The sharp blade gave a cold light in the daylight——

——

There are countless ball cameras floating in the field, spreading this cold light to the entire Zerg race, as long as they can receive the signal, they can see it.

Of course, including the most noble Majesty the Worm King who sits on the throne and stands at the apex of the Zerg race.

He stood in front of a closed stone door with a very ugly face.

If he can, he really doesn't want to come to this place...

"His Majesty……"

The insect emperor closed his eyes and sighed deeply: "You all get back."

"Yes."

It wasn't until all the entourages around him left that the insect emperor stretched out his hand and pushed open the heavy stone gate forcefully.

With the dull sound of opening the door, Shimen opened a gap.

The dense mist rolled out from the gap and leaned out. The mist was wrapped in a sweet fragrance, enough to make every Zerg sway.

Chonghuang's face was even more ugly, he pushed Shimen aside, everything inside appeared in front of his eyes.

The sunlight shines through the painted glass windows and casts colorful rays of light on the ground.

A huge white stone statue stands in the center, seven or eight meters high. The stone statue has a beautiful face, its eyes are slightly closed, and its expression is so holy and compassionate.

This is a statue of a Zerg mother, and he loves every Zerg.

In front of the idol, there is a very huge bath, and the dense mist spilled out from here, and a faint figure can be vaguely seen in the mist.

The insect emperor closed the door, he walked slowly to the edge of the bath, and knelt down on one knee.

"Sovereign lord, I don't know why you called me?"

Wow----

Wow----

With the sound of the water, the shadowy figure pushed away the fog and became clearer and clearer.

"My dear Lord Insect Sovereign..."

The ethereal voice reverberated, and everyone who heard it would cry for it.

A slender and beautiful hand pierced out the mist, and lustrous water droplets fell from the white and delicate skin, smashing small sprays on the ground.

This hand, which looked like a work of art, gently rested on the shoulder of the Emperor Chong.

The Chonghuang's face twisted unbearably for a moment, as if he had been entangled in something extremely disgusting.

From the mist, a face exactly like the statue appeared in front of the insect emperor, but instead of a trace of holiness, this face was full of the most disgusting greed.

He opened his mouth, his voice filled with uncontrollable desire and hope.

"It's been three years, and it's been a long time since I tasted the taste of high-grade male insects."

The mother worm tilted her head, terribly wide, as if she had broken her neck, her extremely beautiful eyes looked at the worm emperor: "I'm so hungry, my dear little Zhu Pian, look! ..."

He moved his arm slightly, and that beautiful arm only left the bath for a while, and it was no longer as shiny as a stone statue in disrepair.

"I need fresh flesh, or I will be drained."

The insect emperor closed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Please bear with me, Class A males are not so easy to get."

"It's not my business!!!"

The female worm screamed, his face distorted because of anger: "I have fulfilled my promise, you-as long as you live, you will always be the only worm emperor I admit, I did it! And you? You can't even get a male worm, and you want me to pay those inferior worms every year!"

His emotions can become extremely manic in just an instant.

But only in an instant, it will become another look.

"My requirements are not high..." The female worm pouted and said aggrieved: "Aren't there a lot of male worms in that arena now? Just grab one."

He drew a circle in the air, like a mirror, gradually reflecting the situation in the arena.

"Look, there are obviously so many males here...Huh?"

In the mirror, a male with black hair and green eyes attracted the attention of the female. He watched, his eyes gradually widened, a little bit of blood oozing desire under his eyes, and he looked at: "Um... this one..."

"This one won't work!!" The insect emperor yelled subconsciously.

"..."

The female worm slowly turned her head, squinted her eyes and said, "What did you say?"

Chonghuang pursed his mouth.

Only Lu Mo can't.

All the hope that he can advance lies in the Klein Worm. If Lu Mo dies, the Klein Worm will also die in an instant because of the blood contract!

The collapsed Ling was useful, and the dead Klein bug cut off all his hopes.

"Please, change a male."

The mother insect stared at the insect emperor fiercely, her stubborn appearance, like a young child who could not get what she wanted, and made no secret of his anger.

Just when the worm emperor thought that the female worm would get angry, the female worm suddenly laughed.

"Well, I promise you."

"But the male outside the door should be used as a substitute, okay?"

The insect emperor lowered his eyes and said, "Okay."

A fierce light flashed in the muddy eyes.

The Emperor Chong opened the door, with a kind smile on his face, and said: "Song Jianshu, why are you here?"

The black-haired and black-eyed male hurriedly stood up.

Compared with before, he was a lot more haggard, and looked very embarrassed, completely unlike an A-grade male.

"His Majesty!"

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