Walk around Douluo with the Naruto system

You can search for the latest chapters in Baidu for "Go to Douluosou Novels with Hokage System (www.soxscc.com)"!Early the next morning, everyone was still asleep. Ye Zhiqiu rarely got up early. Today he will be very busy and has to hurry.

The section of Notting College is quite prosperous, with all kinds of shops outside.

After all, business is relatively easy to do at the entrance of the college, and relatively, the competition is also great, resulting in these bosses being very enthusiastic.

Among the many shops, there is a barbecue restaurant called Shiwei, which is very good. It is very famous in this street. Ye Zhiqiu would often come to patronize it during the school weekends.

The owner of this barbecue restaurant is also a soul master, and a rare food type soul master. Wuhun is a seasoning.

If it weren't for the age of 40, the spirit of martial arts was only 11th level, I am afraid that he would become a powerful character of the party, the food-type spirit master is still very popular.

"Yeah, Xiao Zhiqiu, did you come here when I opened the door? Didn't you take your two little friends today?" A fat bald man weighing nearly 300 jin saw Ye Zhiqiu entering the store with fat on his face. Trembled and said hello with a smile.

When Ye Zhiqiu stood in front of him, there was a horrible sense of parallax between the two of them, as if this big fat man could crush Ye Zhiqiu into a pie.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't answer, and a pair of big round eyes looked around randomly. When he saw the bar, his eyes lit up, he hurriedly walked over, picked up a big teapot on the stage, and opened it to take a look.

Inside are some small dry particles like cumin fired together with other spices, and there is also a faint fragrance of vegetation permeating from it.

"Uncle Leiluo, I will take the seasoning away first, and the money will be booked. I was out in a hurry today, forgot to bring it, and I will give it to you next time..." Ye Zhiqiu did not wait for the middle-aged man Respond, sprinkle your feet and slip away.

"Fuck, wait...little bastard, that's the spice I'm going to use as a gift..."

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

[The negative sentiment value from Lei Luo is increased by 166...]

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

No, Ye Zhiqiu tells you that you only need to bring a jar of seasoning and a set of changing clothes.

Eating and drinking depended on hitting, and the spirit ring arrived in seconds.

Notting City is 400 miles away from the Soul Hunting Forest. Ye Zhiqiu is in a hurry, ten days before the end of the college semester. He still wants to graduate before this year.

The carriage was too slow, and Ye Zhiqiu had to tighten the small baggage on his back and started the rush mode.

This Douluo World is not good at this point. Without trains and airplanes, it can only rely on manpower to hurry.

In order to speed up the journey, Ye Zhiqiu even opened eight Dunjia.

The horse roads outside the city are not as flat as those inside the city, they are all gravel roads and bumpy.

It hadn't rained much in recent days, and the ground was very dry. Ye Zhiqiu's high-speed running figure brought up the dust in the sky, which connected a long dragon behind him, and Ye Zhiqiu's location was the head of the dragon.

From a high altitude, the salon formed by the sand and dust seemed to be swimming fast, quite spectacular.

Some pedestrians passing by did not wait to see Ye Zhiqiu's figure clearly, and were covered in dust.

Passerby: "Bah... what was that just now?"

Passer-by: "I don't know, I didn't see it clearly, I only heard a whirr, something like a big black mouse passed..."

[Add 6 to the negative sentiment value from Passerby...]

[Add 6 to the negative sentiment value from passer-by...]

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Along the way, the reminder of negative sentiment values ​​kept sounding. Ye Zhiqiu would pay attention to it in the early days, and found that after the 6:6 increase, he was too lazy to talk.

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

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

Ye Zhiqiu looked at this bazaar built on the soul hunting forest and sighed.

This place reminded him of the subway station and train station when he was just off work in his previous life, where people were everywhere, and there were some simple shops.

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"There is a warrant to hunt 5,000-year-old soul beasts, seven waits for one tank, the kind that can resist but not counsel...We have nurses..."

"Wuhunjiuhulu, the eighteenth-level war spirit master find a team..."

"What is the first spirit ability?"

"Drunk Qianshan..."

"(ˉεˉ) Get off, don't help!"

"The green turtle humblely seeks group..."

"Fuck (ˉεˉ), don't want the green turtle!"

...

Ye Zhiqiu twitched the corner of his mouth, how could there be an inexplicable sense of familiarity in this scene.

One more thing, MMP, he doesn't seem to have a warrant... I forgot this. Is there any chance to get in?

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at the two guards guarding the gate. The one who was dozing off in broad daylight seemed to be not very strong?Do you want to sneak in?Or beat them up and then force them?

However, will there be no strong guard in such an important place as the Hunting Soul Forest?Ye Zhiqiu didn't believe it.

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

His face was cold, and there was a faintly terrifying breath, 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 still gave people a tingling sensation of skin being cut by a sharp blade.

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

Next to this middle-aged man was a little girl who was carved with jade, white and tender, she was already natural at a young age, wearing a blue short skirt, with a faint smile on his face, The big black eyes looked at the people present curiously, looking lively.

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

Qibao Liulizong, sword Douluo Chenxin.That little girl should be Ning Rongrong?

Calculating the time, it can also be matched. Ning Rongrong is ranked lower among the seven monsters at age and is born with ninth level spirit power. At this point in time, it is almost time to obtain the first spirit ring.

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly had a bold idea.Maybe he can get into the hunting forest with these two people?

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

Pedestrians blocking the road gave way, with respect in their eyes.Although they don't know who this is, they must be a strong one.

This is obviously the powerhouse in the family who brought the younger generation to hunt down the first spirit ring, they don't want to do stupid things like getting in the way.

When Jian Douluo led Ning Rongrong by Ye Zhiqiu, Ye Zhiqiu stepped forward in two steps, followed behind them, and walked towards the entrance of the Soul Hunting Forest together casually.

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

Ning Rongrong looked at him curiously.Ye Zhiqiu also kindly blinked at this little girl.

Ye Zhiqiu was two steps behind them, not far or near, and kept just right.

In this way, the three of them looked like a group.

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

Just as Ye Zhiqiu expected, the two guards who guarded the gate did not dare to stop them, bowing very low.

Ye Zhiqiu secretly admired his wit, and simply, he got in.

"Little guy, what's the purpose of following us?" Jian Douluo said in a cold, magnetic voice.

Ye Zhiqiu: ...