"Don't say that it's useless, come out and help me." Ye Wusheng shouted in his heart. But for some reason, the person Ye Wusheng called had not come out for a long time, as if he was about to see Ye Wusheng being hacked to death.

The Ghost King Sword was getting closer and closer to Ye Wusheng, until the tip of the sword had pierced into Ye Wusheng's skin, and a coldness spread throughout his body.

However, Ye Wusheng suddenly felt that the Ghost King Sword was not deeper. Some were just that cold. The Ghost King Sword left a little blood red on the back of his neck, but it only pierced the skin, and even didn't touch the flesh.

The pressure on his body was reduced, and the coldness on his neck could not be felt. Ye Wusheng looked up and saw that Wu Hou had already taken back the Ghost King Sword.

"It's obvious that they don't plan to kill you, they just scare you, look at it and scare you." The voice inside of their body said contemptuously.

But Ye Wusheng no longer had the intention to argue with him, and he was already scared. He had read many time travel novels in his previous life. The protagonists traveled to another world one by one. It was not about windy or rainy, or slapping the face in a fancy way, and all kinds of awesome and cool. But when he came to himself, why would he die so quickly!

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is the waiting time before death.

I don’t know if it was Wu Hou who did it on purpose. He could have taken Ye Wusheng’s life instantly, but the Ghost King Sword stabbed for a minute before touching Ye Wusheng’s neck.

"Boy, you are still too weak. If you want to defeat me, you will have to practice for a few more years." Wu Hou's tone was cold, and his whole body turned into a ball of flame. When the flame flashed, Wu Hou disappeared, and a faint voice echoed in the forest, "I am your sixth-grade senior, Wu Hou."

The pressure on his body was gone, and Ye Wusheng slowly stood up. He saw the body movement that Wu Hou had disappeared just now. The feeling of coming and going without a trace seemed to be a flash of flames.

"Damn." Ye Wusheng gasped and calmed down his heartbeat. At this time, his body was covered in sweat, and even his clothes were wet.

"Xiao Wu, you are a ignorant person. You have known for a long time. You won't tell me." Ye Wusheng thought angrily in his heart.

Xiao Wu is Ye Wusheng’s Sun Wukong’s battle soul, but Xiao Wu said that if the quality of the battle soul reaches S level, you can have spiritual consciousness, talk to the master, or even leave the master to help fight.

And Xiao Wu is actually an S-level battle soul. And he is also the best S-level, even higher than S.

"Tsk, can I tell you this? It's so boring." Xiao Wu said contemptuously, "Actually, if you want me to say you're stupid, think about it, why do you want to kill you? You have no grudges or grudges. What's the benefit of killing you? If you want your war soul, you can't kill you, and you can only scare you. Coercion and temptation bring your war soul. Besides, people are also using Sun Wukong's war soul, so what's the use of what you want? After all, he doesn't know if I'm level S, right? At most, it's just that you're also a Sun Wukong's war soul, and you're a first-grade student, and you're still meeting in the same school and the same forest. It's all fate, that is, to see what level you are and have the opportunity to take care of you. So no matter how he says he has no reason to kill you, it's just that you're stupid and scared."

Ye Wusheng wanted to refute, but after thinking for a long time, he didn't know what to say. Xiao Wu was right, and he didn't know how to refute it.

"You're just talking too much." Ye Wusheng said helplessly.

"But I can't understand why I woke up and came to you, a poor boy who was nothing, and it was bound for life. I couldn't even change the master." Xiao Wu was a little depressed. He was an aspiring war soul, but now he actually came to Ye Wusheng. Ye Wusheng looked like a young man who was nothing, and he couldn't see any light with him.

"Ah, I don't know either." Ye Wusheng said guiltily, and his thoughts began to flood. However, the little Wusheng thought that Ye Wusheng could not see it. Unless Ye Wusheng wanted to talk to him, what Ye Wusheng thought could not be peeped into by Xiaowu.

"Tsk, you guys must know, you just won't tell me." Xiao Wu was like a young wife, "But forget it, marry a chicken and follow the chicken, marry a dog and follow the dog, even if my flowers are put on cow dung."

Ye Wusheng was speechless.

Before returning to the dormitory, Ye Wusheng was already very tired and slept in this fluorescent forest for another night.

The next day, after Ye Wushengchen finished running, he washed his face, ate his food and came to the teaching building.

There was a course on War Soul Knowledge this morning. Ye Wusheng could not use it, but because Ye Wusheng, the predecessor, did not like to study and gave up on himself, he didn't know much about all aspects of knowledge, just like a dry sponge, Ye Wusheng still had to absorb some knowledge.

After all, the world view of this world is different. Although Ye Wusheng knows the game "Dream Journey to the West", he doesn't understand many terms very well. Sometimes he can't understand others' words. In terms of war souls, Ye Wusheng is even more confused.

For him, the war soul is a new definition and a new word. Ye Wusheng's desire for knowledge is very strong, especially related to dreaming about Journey to the West.

He spent twenty dollars on federal coins to buy a War Soul Explanation book. He could have used a bracelet to download materials to watch, but Ye Wusheng developed a habit in his previous life and liked to read physical books, so he endured his heartache and spent twenty dollars.

After entering the classroom, there were not many people who came to listen to the class, and there were only more than twenty people scattered, so he easily found a seat in front.

It is understandable that there are few people here. In the first half of each month, there are not many people in each class. Because the new month has come, the number of passes through the Dream Space has also been refreshed, and they all go to the level of brushing. Who has free time to come here to attend classes?

At this time, those who come to listen to the class are generally divided into these types: those who come here to make time, those who come here to find a partner when they are lucky, and those who study hard.

Among the three situations, the first one is mostly the case, which is as high as 90%, even in the second half of the month of courses. In the second situation, it is fairy tale, and of course it is also a chance to come here to try your luck. For the third situation where Ye Wusheng thinks, it is a miracle that one of a hundred people can have.

Ye Wusheng didn't think too much. While the teacher didn't come, Ye Wusheng looked through the war soul books he just bought.

And all the eyes around him who looked at monkeys were ignored.

When I opened the book, I had not had time to read the definition of the war soul, the hierarchy differentiation and other words, but what Ye Wusheng saw at first was a picture of a cute monkey.

Brown monkey!

The monster known as the most delicious and the most delicious battle soul has the highest explosion rate of the entire dream creation space, which is 2%.

(End of this chapter)
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