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Chapter 201 Deciphering the Great Adventure 23

The impression Hua Ruoyu left in his heart was so strong that Hua Qifeng subconsciously picked his ears, and he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Otherwise, why would this ancestor suddenly ask for help?

It doesn't fit her style.

The most suitable for Hua Ruoyu should be: Get out of here, the military achievements are all my mother's, whoever dares to intervene will abolish him!

"No way?" Lan Shuying frowned slightly, not too disappointed, Hua Qifeng's memory was missing, she knew about it.

In Hua Ruoyu's memory, she couldn't find anything related to the mission or a way to contact her companions.

She thinks there should be, but this memory is also missing, as if someone had tampered with it.

"Forget it, let me deal with the clues."

She waved her hand and walked slowly to a high place to blow the wind, her back gave off a sense of freedom and unrestraint.

Hua Qifeng was a little embarrassed, but he really couldn't remember, and he wasn't interested in eating any more, he just leaned against the stone in a daze.

He felt a little homesick.Even after successfully offline, he is still a loner, but he really, really wants to lie on his single sofa at home and have a solid sleep.

……

Unfeeling Peak is the place where gods lived, the center of the world.

There is the territory of witches, a pure land sealed by ice and snow.If the emperor who knelt there to plead guilty was the gatekeeper, then the one behind him must be Wu.

Defeating both of them to leave this world?

Lan Shuying raised the corners of her mouth mockingly.

This is the world of witches, is the only way to defeat her in strength?So, what kind of bad move is this?

She could feel that the key to unraveling this situation was here.

But definitely not in this way of winning.

Closing her eyes, the previous scenes played slowly in her mind. She is not a good detective, so she can only find clues frame by frame.

If there is still no other discovery, there is only a risky move, and it will be done according to her original idea.

The green-skinned monkey appeared, the soul came out of the body, the dream world, Hua Ruoyu who behaved strangely, and the palm of the emperor...

Just thinking about it, Hua Qifeng suddenly waved at her: "Sister! I thought of it!"

"We can let that kid spread the news, through the mouths of their players, to attract our companions!" He said excitedly.

The time to play games is far away from him, but any game should have a world channel, right?They can continue to make up lies to attract more people, and maybe one of them has the person they are looking for.

Lan Shuying looked at him faintly.

"Sister... I, did I say something wrong..." Hua Qifeng was nervous and apprehensive.

This look is so scary...

"It's okay." She paused, "That's a good idea."

He ruined the inspiration that just came out, but this idea can be tried.

In the middle of the night, a sneaky shadow appeared near the house: "Cuckoo~Cuckoo~"

Hua Qifeng threw out a radiant cassock.

It is one of the meeting gifts in the cousin's storage bag. It is suitable for the foundation building period. This is the reward prepared for Zixiao Kuanglong. With its value, it is also enough for the subsequent employment money.

Lan Shuying didn't ask much about the implementation plan they discussed.

The cottage successively welcomed several waves of players who came to slaughter the boss, and made a lot of contributions to the invisible experience bar of the siblings.

When she came for the first time, she reminded her not to kill that rich second-generation fat man.

But Hua Qifeng forgot about it, Young Master Long had the good wish of bursting with magic costumes and accepting beauties, died in the first round and returned to the resurrection point, so he had to start all over again.

It took him a few days to re-practice back to the early stage of Jindan, and he appeared at the gate of the cottage again.

"Hey, it's time to give gifts again." Lan Shuying curled her lips.

She thinks this guy is quite kind, ugly is a bit ugly, but sensible, like a certain fat guy a long time ago, he is a money-giving boy, he gives experience and equipment every time he comes, how nice.

Hua Qifeng was also happy, and wiped the blade of his sword and said, "I understand, I will definitely not touch him for a while."——To maintain sustainable development, Fatty hasn't come these days, and the team of players has lost more than half.

Suddenly, Lan Shuying noticed a strange breath nearby.

It disappeared in a flash, and I couldn't find it later.

This person's realm is at least comparable to hers.

She seems to be sitting in a tiger leather chair watching the battle, and she is playing the role of a seriously injured person who has no ability to shoot, but she has been looking for that person all the time.

Not long after, the players retreated, and Hua Qifeng stretched his body, lazily dragging his sword back.

A black shadow shot straight at him.

Lan Shuying made a move to stop it, and the thing turned around nimbly, landed on the rock on the left, tilted its head and licked its bleeding front paw, and stared at her with a pair of green eyes.

"Meow!" It raised its head.

Accompanied by the shrill meowing, continuous roars came from the nearby mountains, and fierce beasts, big or small, galloped here one after another, vaguely forming an encirclement circle, enclosing them.

The black cat that attacked Hua Qifeng only had the strength of the golden core period, but its cry had a strange appeal. All the beasts summoned by it had red eyes and stiff postures, as if they had been manipulated.

The one with the highest strength turned out to be the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

You can see the resistance in the Nascent Soul Ominous Beast's eyes, and its movements are also very weird. It is desperately competing with a certain existence for control of its body.

Maze, get up.

Lan Shuying roughly estimated their strength, and she had a bottom line in her heart, and the formation that had been placed here before started to work.The white mist consciously enveloped the ferocious beasts. They had already been stimulated by the meowing of cats, and as a signal, they began to kill each other in the mist!

The seemingly most difficult level of beasts was quietly resolved in this way.

The sound of the sword tip scraping against the ground echoed in the air, sharp, ear-piercing, and continuous.

Lan Shuying subconsciously glanced at Hua Qifeng who was walking towards her with a long sword, and saw consternation in his eyes.

someone else.

The black cat stopped shouting.

She watched the black cat jump on the arm of the visitor affectionately, her green eyes were full of pride, as if the arrival of the owner meant that the siblings had been sentenced to death.

The visitor didn't look very old, but looked like a young man. He was dressed in a neat and exquisite black background and silver-patterned samurai uniform, and he carried a long sword upside down.The sword body was dragged to the ground at an angle, covered with blood vessel-like crimson veins, before approaching, a strong smell of blood had already spread into the nostrils.

The swordsman's eyes were covered by a neatly folded black cloth, and his breathing was barely audible. One person, one sword, and one cat all came here at the same time.

The most vital thing is not a person or a cat, but the magic sword that has drunk the blood of countless people.

I couldn't see his eyes, but I could feel his gaze staring at me.

The aura just now was him, and his strength was very strong.

"Stowaway, I'm here...to take your...life. Use your sword."

He seemed to have not spoken for a long time, his voice was hoarse, probably to ensure that his words would not lose his voice, he spoke intermittently, imperceptibly showing a sense of importance.

Lan Shuying shook her head: "I don't understand what you mean, what is a stowaway? We are not the only ones who have crossed the entrance of the secret realm. Is everyone your target?"

The swordsman was silent for a while, then said slowly: "No. Only you... the outcasts exiled by the gods, dare... to sneak back to this land... You must, die."

With the end of this sentence, his sword suddenly lit up red, pulling his body to slash here.

Lan Shuying dragged Hua Qifeng up the tower.

She saw that the swordsman did not use the sword as a weapon, on the contrary, he was the puppet of the sword.

There was once a story about a little girl who finally put on her beloved red dancing shoes and could never take them off again. The dancing shoes led her to dance all the way down, even if her feet were cut off, it would not help.

She looked at the blindfolded swordsman with pity.

A strand of spirit stone powder flowed out from between the fingers.

"I thought it would be the wizard guard who came to us, but there is no wizard guard in this world. Unexpectedly, you will also become a lackey..."

Feeling so far, she raised her arms fiercely: "Nine-day lore formation, get up!"

The swordsman's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Interesting..."

The sword carried its master, and slashed at them one after another. The vertical and horizontal sword energy left streaks of blood in the air, and a piece of torn animal flesh flew out from the white fog of fierce beast fights. As soon as it touched the blood line, it was neatly cut in half.

Hua Qifeng took a deep breath.

Lan Shuying glanced at him, the meaning in her eyes was: Look at him, and then look at you.

Angry, Hua Qifeng took out two flying swords, flew into the air together with the one in his hand, and cut off all the blood lines.

The swordsman is still attacking, targeting Lan Shuying, the stronger of the two.

The blade of the sword pierced into the woman's heart.

The woman smiled strangely, her body bounced twice like jelly, and the sky exploded with debris, spraying the swordsman all over his head and face.

Regardless of his image, he stuck out his tongue, licked a piece of minced meat on the side of his face, and savored it with gusto, "Hehe, fake..."

The figure of a woman appeared two meters in front of him to the left.

With a wave of the long sword, there is no feeling of hindrance.

The woman's head rolled directly to the swordsman's feet, and when he kicked it, it turned out to be a phantom.

Hua Qifeng's figure disappeared from the formation at some point.

The swordsman pursed his thin lips tightly, his expression getting colder and colder.

He has already killed hundreds of phantoms, all kinds of death methods, horizontal slashing, vertical slashing, decisive stabbing, majestic slashing... none of them caused any real harm to the woman.

He's just messing with a bunch of dummies!

No matter how exquisite the move is, if it fails to greet the enemy, it can only be summed up in one sentence: wink at the blind.

The swordsman's breathing was disordered.But his sword moves were not chaotic, but more powerful.

As the bloodline continued to spread, the swordsman's strong body began to shrink, his hair turned white inch by inch, and wrinkles appeared on his cheeks.

The speed of swinging the sword is getting faster and faster.

Burning vitality, regardless of the consequences, just want to kill the enemy.

Hua Qifeng looked narrowly at the crazy blind swordsman below: "He should hate those puppets you made."

Lan Shuying looked at it indifferently, and there was a pile of spirit stone powder as thick as a knuckle under her feet.

"He is also a puppet himself. The sword is his master, and the witch is his belief."

"witch?"

"Do you want to see his collapse?" Lan Shuying smiled slightly, it should be a relaxed expression, but there was a stern and chilling taste in the corners of her eyes and brows.

"The enemy will die." Hua Qifeng thought for a while and replied seriously.

Another three high-grade spirit stones were consumed, and this killing formation, which combines various formations, began to show its power.

Nine figures appeared in the formation at the same time, each of them was exactly the same as Lan Shuying who was fighting outside the formation, with exactly the same aura, they appeared from different directions, and stretched out their sharp claws in the same posture to attack the impatient swordsman.

The swordsman swept them away, but a woman stayed behind, her nails clasping his sword tightly, not caring that her five fingers were burning, and the other claw wiped his throat.

"Found it, you!" The swordsman cheered up.

Hua Qifeng murmured: "Sister, this fighting style is not like yours... I always feel that there seems to be something missing in their hands."

Lan Shuying smiled reminiscently: "I'm missing a weapon."

In the past, her favorite thing to use was poisonous claws. The sharp claws carrying karmic fire are the natural enemies of all evil-minded people.

Before the fire spirit was born, the fire would always be much worse, and she didn't want to force herself to adapt to it.

With a slight flick of the fingers, the women in the formation merged into one, with an extra tactical knife in their hands, fighting back and forth with the swordsmen, which was very lively.

The talisman has changed again.

The swordsman felt his whole body getting colder and colder, and his body was heavy, as if his feet were in shackles. The iron ball fell into the abyss along the ravine in the ground, trying to fall him.

Excalibur, Excalibur, we will not be defeated, come on, kill all those who oppose God!The swordsman opened his mouth wide, and blood froth gushed out of the corner of his mouth continuously, staining his clothes red.

He didn't know that he was already suffering from the effects of the four negative arrays of weakness, aging, gravity, and soul-destroying, and that there was also a magic sword that used him as a battery to absorb his vitality.

Until the swordsman fell down, the black cloth on his face was cut by blood lines, revealing a pair of blank eyes, the eyes were beautiful, full peach eyes.

"People value self-knowledge. Do you think I'm stupid when you draw your sword in front of the magic sword puppet..." Lan Shuying manipulated a flying sword to cut off his hands and feet, and then flew his sword away, saying unhurriedly The next sentence: "Lai stays in the formation of the talisman master and doesn't come out for most of the day, you are really stupid."

The swordsman spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You are not blind, but you are blindfolded. Does it mean you don't want to see, can't see, or dare not see?"

"Look at this face, it's so beautiful, the most beautiful general in the Federation, actually knelt down and licked a broken sword. How many years have you been licking it?"

Lan Shuying patted his face, "If you're still awake, let's have a good chat, how did you change from a human to a dog?"

Her venomous tongue failed to impress the swordsman, but instead stunned Hua Qifeng behind.

He carefully looked at the swordsman's face and exclaimed, "My God, Qiao Yinuo, it's really you!"

The swordsman is old.

Even if the fourfold curse has dissipated, the nutrients that Demon Sword has extracted from him will not be returned.

Ignoring those glaring wrinkles, you can still vaguely see the demeanor of this year.

"I don't know you, you..."

"Qiao Yinuo, who?"

Hua Qifeng's astonishment turned into sympathy. He hesitated and said, "Sister, why don't you help him? Qiao Yinuo...is an excellent soldier, he shouldn't be like this."

He actually meant to blame.

He said earlier that the enemy should kill him, but when he found out that the enemy was actually an old friend, a comrade-in-arms and brother who had trained together, he felt that the swordsman was lying here with his limbs mutilated, which was really pitiful.

The swordsman spat out a mouthful of blood: "Stowaway, you will all die!"

After speaking, his head tilted to one side.

　I went to a relative’s house today, and it’s a bit late to come back. This chapter is 4000 words, and I will resume normal updates as soon as possible next week.

　　

　

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