Undercurrent

For the next few days, Jiao City became the center of public opinion in the northern wilderness.

Many people came to meet Lu Hongyi, who had eliminated the Pegasus Mercenary Corps.

However, what no one knew was that an undercurrent was surging in Jiao City.

On a moonlit night, a cold wind blew in the desert.

The windows of the inn room reflected the shadows of the trees.

Lu Benwei sat cross-legged on the bed, absorbing the power of the stars at night. A thin layer of black mist enveloped his body, and the dark bloodline flowed in his body, achieving a double the effect with half the effort.

"Buzz!"

Lu Benwei suddenly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes was incomparably bright.

Then, it quickly dimmed and said to himself, "Still not working?"

He had been stuck at level 69 for a long time, unable to break through to level 70.

'What's going on?' Lu Benwei thought to himself.