sword sentient beings

Chapter 290 In the same boat
In the sea of ​​flames and chaos, someone in the team found that the guard, who should be the core of the team, had disappeared.

The situation is really chaotic at this time, and it is not easy to find someone. However, this guard is a mainstay. He has always charged forward, and never delays in giving orders. The kind of peace of mind, how could it suddenly disappear?

And because of the disappearance of the leader, the Turtle Bandit's team lost order, and the scene became more and more chaotic.

In all directions, there are not only the sound of burning, but also the roar of ferocious beasts, and the howling of phantoms like ghosts crying. The gathering of these sounds is a huge torture to human ears.

As the voices came and went, more and more people found something wrong.

Except for Shi Chunqing who has been missing for a long time, the voices of these beasts and phantoms should not have been so harsh.

You must know that they release these sources of disaster on the wide lake, there is no specific direction, they should run around, or follow their instincts, go to the direction with the most people, that is, the direction of the guest house.

However, those voices were never far away, and seemed to be floating around him and others all the time, and the shadows of those ferocious beasts could still be seen faintly even through the dark night.

Not only did he not go away, but... he got closer? !
The scourges who just dispersed, instead of scourge others, gathered around themselves instead?
No, it's not just that the beast is getting closer, it seems that the sky is also getting darker?

Even though it was dark before, there was still a little glimmer of light reflected on the water surface, why now the light seems to be swallowed by a monster, leaving only the dark night and the scarlet pupils of the beast in the distance?
The space is getting tighter and tighter...

Before they knew it, everyone felt invisible walls approaching them, and they all felt suffocated by being locked in a deep cage. Immediately afterwards, the beasts and phantoms that hit the south wall had already counterattacked, biting at themselves, Mixed with the scorching sensation of the flames, it was like being in purgatory.

At this time, apart from the voices of the beast and the phantom, there was another voice——

That is the scream!

"what--"

A thin old man moved the jar close to his ear, and vaguely heard a few screams, but the sound was so small that it was indistinct.

There's no way around that. If you put it in a jar with such a large space, people are as small as ants. How can people hear the sound that ants make?
He listened to it a few times and found it boring, shrunk the jar aside, stood alone on the small boat on the water, turned his head to look at the other person in the same boat, and said: "Thanks to you, I was able to clean up so quickly tonight. "

Sitting next to him on the boat, there was a young man standing on the side of the boat, his cloak fluttered gently by the night wind, revealing the clothes that had been evaporated by internal force inside, this is the leader of the turtle bandits that came tonight. At the last moment, the Lord Guard, whom they had not seen for a long time, did not have the majesty of the leader's orders and prohibitions. He just stood quietly, looking like a quiet girl of eighteen or nineteen years old.

"It's nothing, I agreed with Tang Zhao."

The thin old man nodded and said: "I heard that if you hadn't happened to occupy an important place among the turtle bandits and sent him precious news, even if he has great abilities, he couldn't arrange it calmly. The battlefield has moved outside the Zhuoyu Villa. Tang Zhao is so lucky. He obviously doesn’t have much experience, but he can make so many good friends. Everyone is willing to help him in times of crisis. Do you know? Three years, maybe Four years ago, I met you."

The girl with a calm expression was slightly taken aback, and said, "Really? When?"

The thin old man said: "It was the time you met Tang Zhao, when you fought side by side to beat that white-haired swordsman, I was there."

The girl recalled carefully, but she was still at a loss, and said, "Is there?"

The thin old man said: "Yes, I still remember your appearance. It is [-]% similar to that at that time, but it has grown longer, which is better. It's just that I was hiding in the jar at that time, so I recognized you, and you didn't recognize me. .But even if you saw me at the time, you probably wouldn’t recognize me. Of course, I was quite fat, but now I’m much thinner. This is all because of hard work. I was bored in the jar at the time, but now I want to go back to that leisurely life. Can not go back."

The young girl suddenly realized that she still didn't remember the jar, but the old man spoke convincingly and logically, thinking about it, and asked: "Since you were there at the time, why didn't you come out and deal with that white-haired demon? You are so powerful , It should be easy to clean him up, right?"

The old man laughed and said, "I did not intervene on purpose to train that boy Tang Zhao. If I hadn't given him a chance, how could he have had the chance to fight the swordsman at that age? Not only did he , you also benefited a lot, right?"

The girl raised her head slightly, and said: "It was indeed an unforgettable experience. If I hadn't been thrown hundreds of miles this time, how could I have lost my way all the way to the north, and was finally pulled into the turtle bandits by Zhu Kingdom?" She paused After a pause, he said, "Will you take me out?"

The old man wondered: "Now?"

The girl said: "Well. Only you can send people out here, right?"

The old man said: "It's okay to send you out. But are you sure you want to leave now? If you stay here for one night, you can go directly to the sword casting meeting tomorrow. At that time, Tang Zhao broke through and came out, so you can meet again Don't you want to see him?"

The girl sighed: "I want to see you, but tomorrow is not good. Tomorrow, Shangzhu Kingdom will do it himself. I don't want to confront him. I don't like turtle bandits, and I don't want to be a traitor, but Shangzhu Kingdom treats me well."

The old man was stunned, and said: "Well, this is also a dilemma—but you said there will be a big battle tomorrow? I thought it would all be over tonight."

The girl said: "Well, there must be. Remind Tang Zhao for me that they attach great importance to this operation, and we are just pioneers. It would be best if we can succeed, but if we fail, Shangzhu Kingdom will definitely take action in person. He is very strong Yes, you are a powerful swordsman. But you are also very strong. Presumably you should be able to beat it."

The old man laughed loudly and said: "The little girl has a good eye, and she can see that I am very strong at a glance. But I am so strong, but I won't make a move easily. It is too disrespectful. I will sit here. No matter what comes Strong enemies, there are others to deal with, I am not as active as some people. It was agreed at the time, I was invited to host Tang Zhao's guest house for a few days, and hold them back. Tomorrow will be the end of it .Go, I'll take you out."

With his laughter, the boat was gently rippling on the water.

"When I mentioned the Sword Forging Conference, I thought of, I thought of... the traitor!" A voice shouted as if he had discovered a new world.

"Hey, this has already been written."

"What the hell? Have you written about the relationship between the Sword Forging Conference and the traitor?"

"That's right, it's been a while, but I've written everything that touches the edge. What's more, are the traitors and the Sword Forging Conference far away? And Chuncheng, anyone with a brain can think of it. You can think of it in a long time." , It seems that the mind of the old man is very ordinary."

"Damn it, just wait... I'll think about it again."

The audience was in a mess, and from time to time someone patted their thighs and popped out a word, which might be successfully written on the top white paper, but most of the time they found that there were seniors in front of them, so they could only sit down in disappointment, Rack your brains and think again.

This game of associating words has been played for more than half an hour.At first, everyone tried to speak because of the reward, but they didn't expect this game to be quite good.Especially when it is competitive, it needs to use some brains, and it doesn't use much. It is very suitable for these uneducated martial arts high-ranking players.At this time, not only did everyone forget about the rewards, they almost forgot that this was just a warm-up game for the auction.

At this time, the white paper has been densely filled with vocabulary, and there is probably no more than a hundred words in a rough count, and there is no room to write more.Fortunately, the quacks in the audience have limited brains and haven't come up with new words for a long time.

Finally, the scarfaced man who had been sitting on the side full of interest stood up, and the almost anxious tall woman sitting next to him also stood up abruptly.

"Okay, I think it's almost done, let's end the game here." The scarfaced man said to everyone with a smile, "Writing any more will not be good for your health."

Everyone's enthusiasm was interrupted, and they were still a little bit unsatisfied, and they couldn't help being stunned when they heard his words again: What is bad for your health?
You knights are all martial arts masters. You are not afraid of fighting for days and nights. How can you hurt your body if you sit here and play games for a while?Even if you rack your brains, it's just an adjective, okay? Can it really hurt your brain?
But when it's over, it's over.Some things get on your head when you are playing, and once you stop and calm down for a while, you will find that it is the same.Even if you think about it carefully, the scene of being in full swing just now is quite ridiculous.Everyone felt a little regretful, and felt that they had added black history out of thin air. If there were not too many people here, they should have killed people to silence them.

So, the game is over, it's time to divide the rankings and give rewards, right?Isn't that what everyone came here for in the first place?That's ghostly Tianzihao information, at least worth a thousand gold. For people like them, the value of a piece of information may be better than going to Zhuoyu Villa to get a harvest. After all, the risk is much smaller.

The scar-faced man did not announce the ranking, but looked at the white paper, shook his head and said, "I didn't expect you to have such rich imaginations. It's really unexpected. The words most associated with the Sword Forging Conference are wealth and opportunity." , Flying to the top... What is it all about? Is the treasure of the level of the sword that mere wealth can describe? The eyelids are shallow enough, and I don’t know who was deceived. No wonder the grand event that was originally only concerned with swordsmiths and swordsmen It has attracted so many dubious people. Although it is a deliberate rumor, it is because you are too stupid and easy to be fooled..."

The more he spoke, the more presumptuous he became, and everyone couldn't hear him right, and their anger gradually rose. At that time, some people jumped up and had a fit.

At this moment, the scarfaced man took out a sword from his sleeve. The sword was about a foot long and almost transparent, with only the reflections that seemed to exist or not.

Everyone's eyes unconsciously paid attention to the past, and they saw the scarred man's hand raising and lowering the sword, and a sword was stuck on the white paper.

"Swordsmanship—disappear."

When the sword fell, everyone's minds went blank, and their expressions became blank.

(End of this chapter)