The Super Universe Leveling Game

0"If I wanted to kill you, you would already be a corpse." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

"Not necessarily!" Soybean milk, steamed bun, steamed bun snorted and refused to admit it.    

    

"You should be very lucky. I am a person with a bottom line." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

"What exactly do you want to do?" Soybean milk, steamed buns, steamed buns were very uneasy, but they did not dare to run.    

    

"I'll give you three options." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

"What three options?" Soybean milk, steamed bun, and steamed bun were confused.    

    

"One path is to submit to me and become a member of my Black Tortoise City Group." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

"I cupped my fists. I once swore that I would never join any gang company." Soybean milk, steamed bun, steamed bun... He refused without even thinking, but after saying that, he regretted it. He was afraid that he would anger Dongfang Qingyu if he spoke too directly.    

    

"The second option is to run and chase, and if that's the option, you and I will be enemies. If we catch you, we will be enemies." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

"What's the third path?" Soybean milk, steamed buns, steamed buns... The expression on his face became extremely ugly. Although he no longer had the system, Hongming, it did not mean that he could kill people as he pleased. After all, the system had its own way of calculating karma. If one killed an innocent person, their body would be tainted with karma, and when they died, they would drop a lot of equipment.    

    

The Black Hand had no men, and they had no money. They had killed so many innocent people that they had lost count, and if they died, the consequences would be disastrous.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu naturally knew that the rookies did not touch this. That was why he said that he would kill them at most five or six times.    

    

"The third option is to do business. I will pay for all of your holy medicines." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

"How much is it?" Soybean milk, steamed buns, steamed buns... Her heart calmed down a little, but Dongfang Qingyu still had good intentions.    

    

"Each stalk is 100,000 RMB." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

"It's too low." Soybean milk - Steamed Bun - Steamed Bun's expression instantly became extremely ugly. The price of a Sacred Medicinal Substance was basically over one million. It had even been sold for ten million. Otherwise, why would it be called a Sacred Medicinal Substance? One hundred thousand. This was simply a beggar's way of fighting.    

    

"You have to understand your current situation and identity." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

Soybean milk, steamed buns, steamed buns... His face was dark. He dared to be angry, but he didn't dare to say anything.    

    

"You can also choose another path. No one is forcing you." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

Soybean milk, steamed bun, steamed bun, and his face twitched. It would be strange if he didn't force her. He wanted to choose the fourth path, but did he?    

    

"There's another way to supplement it. I wonder if you want it?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

    

"What?" Even though he knew that it wasn't a good way, he still couldn't help but want to know.    

    

"As for the other four people, help me find them. If you can't find any of them, no matter if I can get the holy medicine from them or not, I'll give you two million. How about it?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

    

"It's too low." Soybean milk, steamed bun, steamed bun were very unwilling.    

    

"Then we'll add five hundred thousand per person to make up a round number. Four people would make ten million." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

The corner of his mouth twitched again. It was a good thing to raise the price, but why did he feel so awkward?    

    

"You're very lucky to have made the right choice." Dongfang Qingyu smiled.    

    

Only the members of the Black Hand knew the members of the Black Hand the best. Even though the Black Hand's five-man team had already split up and were running for their lives, they still managed to find the blue flip-flops in just three hours.    

    

The man in blue had just fought a bloody battle and escaped from the encirclement of over thirty superior cultivators. He had killed more than a dozen of the enemies. Of course, he had paid a huge price himself, so he only had a few drops of health left. He had used camouflage and camouflage to turn himself into a little uncle, which had fooled the pursuers. However, he hadn't fooled soybean milk, steamed buns, and steamed buns.    

    

"Traitor!" When the blue flip-flop saw Dongfang Qingyu, his expression turned ugly. When he saw the soy milk, steamed buns, and steamed buns, his expression became even uglier.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu transferred 2500 gold coins to the soy milk, steamed bun, and steamed bun on the spot.    

    

Soybean milk, steamed buns, steamed buns, and steamed buns looked a lot better. Although he was being coerced, the gold was real. He closed his account and said to the blue flip-flops with disdain, "We're not a team anymore."    

    

"Don't be complacent." The blue man stared at Dongfang Qingyu with a knife-like gaze: "Although you are Dongfang Qingyu, it is impossible for you to make me submit."    

    

"Aren't you going to listen to my request?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

    

"No need, I won't be forced by anyone. It's fine if you want me to die, but if you want me to submit, dream on." The blue man said resolutely.    

    

"He's a man!" Dongfang Qingyu gave him a thumbs up and said unhurriedly: "You told me so much to stall for time so that you could recover your HP, but have you ever thought about why I didn't stop you?"    

    

"What do you mean?" The blue man's expression froze.    

    

"Look at what's on the side?" Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

The blue figure took a glance at it, and his expression changed drastically. A white door had unknowingly appeared beside him, emitting a dense aura of life. Ordinary people could only dream of treasures of this level, but Dongfang Qingyu had several of them. His body trembled, and the blue flip-flop revealed a look of despair. He died without even having the chance to resist.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu did not make a move. It was the Ghost Hand Vine, Dongfang Qingyu's pet. The Nine Nether Grass, Star Eater Grass, and Kun Peng were growing rapidly, and the Ghost Hand Vine did not fall behind much. Compared to before, it was twice as strong.    

    

The blue flip-flop dropped a wrist guard, and the white door shot out a light. Thick life essence poured into the blue flip-flop's corpse, and three seconds later, the blue flip-flop revived, and then it was killed by the Ghost Hand Vine. This repeated, and on the fourth time, it dropped all the items, including holy medicine, equipment, weapons, rings, and so on. In the end, there was only a pair of boxer shorts left.    

    

Soybean milk, steamed bun, steamed bun, and only then did he understand what Dongfang Qingyu meant when she said he was lucky. Dongfang Qingyu's attitude towards friends or strangers was very good, but towards enemies, she did not show any mercy.    

    

He was glad that he did not become Dongfang Qingyu's enemy. In the next few hours, under the lead of soy milk, steamed buns, and steamed buns, Dongfang Qingyu found archers one after another. It was very smart to be able to look around freely like the wind. The place he chose was the Fallen Swamp, so he should have been prepared and brought enough Detoxification Pills. Unfortunately, he met Dongfang Qingyu, who was not afraid of the poisonous gas of the Fallen Swamp at all.    

    

In the end, he found a Reverend who dreamed of returning to Jiangnan and blooming peach blossoms, and she was a beauty.    

    

"I surrender!" When he saw that his hiding place had been found and that the person who came was Dongfang Qingyu, he immediately surrendered in a very straightforward manner.    

    

Chapter 15 - The Dream of the Peach Blossom