Reborn as a beautiful girl, I want to be the best in the world

This type of mission has tripped Ye Qing up countless times, but her instinctive vigilance prevented her from taking action.

But the withered figure just repeated the three words "save me" and didn't say anything else.

There was another violent explosion overhead, and the middle-aged man was seen wielding a biological weapon and killing people. The huge sword of flesh and blood in his hand was biting the broken stones.

"What about people?!"

He roared and looked around, but did not see Ye Qing.

Chapter 92: The Injustice Has Its Cause

The middle-aged man chased the person in again, but still found no trace.

Several heavily-armored demon soldiers had already fallen around him, holding whips and daggers in their hands. Their biological weapons had already begun to reveal their fangs, waiting to tear Ye Qing into pieces.

However, the only thing they saw before them was the figure tied to the iron pillar, and no one else.

What about people?

The middle-aged man clenched his teeth, and his right arm emitted a green light again, and the pipes connected to the coffin suddenly broke.

The emerald green liquid scattered on the ground, and the withered figure tied to the iron pillar finally looked like he had regained some color.

But under the control of some power, the body of the withered figure did not fully recover, he was only able to speak fluently.

"Old man, where is the person who just came in?!"

The middle-aged man immediately stepped forward and grabbed the figure's neck, shouting at him in anger.

He just wanted to catch Ye Qing. Although he hadn't sensed any signs of intrusion into the room yet, who could guarantee that there wouldn't be any intrusion in the future?

I have been waiting for so many years, how can I let this damn outsider ruin my plan at this time?

But the white-haired figure just laughed once, then laughed intermittently, and then laughed almost crazily.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

Snapped! !

The crisp sound was caused by the middle-aged man giving a fierce slap in the face.

The white-haired figure probably didn't even have many teeth left. He looked at the broken teeth that fell on the ground and was stunned for a moment. He looked at the middle-aged man with some incomprehension.

"I'll ask you again..."

Like a volcano about to erupt, the middle-aged man suppressed the anger in his heart, tightly grasped the collarbone of the white-haired figure and forcibly lifted him up.

There was already a cold murderous intent in his eyes. If this old guy was not still needed at the last moment, he would have sent him into the corpse pit long ago!

"...Where are the people?"

The white-haired figure seemed to have regained some consciousness. He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and the corners of his mouth stretched out again, revealing that crazy smile.

Crazy, this guy has gone completely crazy.

“Then you can die.

As soon as he finished speaking, before he could make another move, the black and white light had already forced him back.

The powerful force instantly cut the middle-aged man in half, forcing him to let go of the hand that was holding the white-haired figure and step back several steps.

She seemed to appear out of thin air, holding two red and gray swords and slowly standing in front of the white-haired figure.

Although he didn't know why Ye Qing suddenly appeared, the middle-aged man was obviously relieved by her appearance.

He took a few steps back, stood firm, looked at Ye Qing in front of him with a sneer, and swung the giant sword in his hand, as if the sword blade that was as tall as a person had no weight at all.

"So your target is this guy from the Ying family... When did you, the man from the West, receive the order from the Ying family?"

The middle-aged man did not rush up to fight Ye Qing with a sword, especially when he had so many magic soldiers in his hands.

The demon soldiers who had been waiting for a long time took off the "longbows" on their backs. These longbows with eyes and fingers on them aimed at Ye Qing in an instant.

The twisted power gradually gathered into an arrow, with a spiral formed by the emerald green light at the top.

Ye Qing was stunned for a moment. The reason why she appeared at this time was not because of the so-called "Ying family's" order, but because she received the prologue of a legendary mission.

And saving this white-haired figure is the first part of this mission.

This guy...is he from the Ying family?!

Yes, this explains why the task is of such difficulty. Being related to the Ying family is no less difficult than epic level, and now it has reached the legendary level.

Ye Qing had already raised his two swords and had no intention of saying anything more to the middle-aged man.

"Very good, very good... Since you are the running dog of that dog emperor, let's die here together!!"

Countless arrows, accompanied by the middle-aged man's roar, shot towards Ye Qing.

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In the cellar, Zhao Manying saw clearly the figures hiding in the corner. They were two girls with lifeless eyes.

what happened?

They were dressed in luxurious clothes, but for some reason they were chained to pillars like pets. They looked like they were being treated inhumanely.

Could it be those monsters who did it?

Thinking of this, Zhao Manying didn't dare to move forward quickly, for fear of scaring the two girls who were imprisoned there.

But it was not until she walked forward that she noticed that the two girls were not living people, but just "images".

They were imprisoned beside the pillar, and the chains that bound them were just illusions.

"Wait, these seem to be the sisters in the diary..."

Zhao Manying couldn't help but frown. Her keen intuition made her realize that something was wrong.

The diary in my hand can no longer be turned forward, probably because some unlocking elements are missing.

But at least from the images at that time, the two sisters were no less powerful than dignitaries. How could they have fallen to such a state? Could it be just because of the departure of that young man?

Zhao Manying tentatively took out the diary and moved towards the phantoms of the sisters, but did not get any response.

The diary in his hand was still in tatters, which made Zhao Manying sigh.

She was not lamenting that the diary had not changed, but that her reasoning ability had become weaker.

It seemed that since she joined the team and handed over most of the "thinking" to Ye Qing, she became less and less willing to think about this aspect.

Slowly pushing open the sliding door of the cellar, Zhao Manying returned to the room above.

"Sure enough, the sky didn't change at all."

Zhao Manying glanced at the shadow of the building behind her, then looked at the setting sun that never set, and at the same time confirmed her guess.

Perhaps the real situation is not as they initially speculated, and the so-called cycle of time does not exist.

Although Zhao Manying didn't feel that too much time had passed, when she looked at the clock she realized that an hour and a half had passed in the real world.

And in this "time period" now, three hours have passed in the game.

Three hours later, it should be night already.

"The question is, if time is not actually cyclical, then what is the real meaning of the three periods of time?"

Zhao Manying walked quickly around. Although the monsters around her had started to move, they were not yet able to hinder her actions.

Wearing berserker gear, she quickly rushed out of the block and headed towards the City Lord's Mansion in the center.

When there is no clear exploration target at the moment, choosing this kind of landmark building is undoubtedly the most effective approach.

Since there are phantoms of the two sisters in the cellar, are there phantoms in other places as well?

Even Zhao Manying already had some guesses, but she still needed more evidence to verify them.

If these phantoms retain the postures of their original owners when they were alive, then...

Zhao Manying couldn't help but feel worried, and rushed towards the City Lord's Mansion, but her pace also quickened.

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Late at night beside the city lord's mansion

Although Zhao Xin was extremely afraid of things like ghosts, she calmed down after seeing the scene in front of her.

Yes, the anger in her heart had completely overwhelmed her fear, causing her to grit her teeth and stand on the top of the City Lord's Mansion, looking down at everything below.

She originally thought that this scene of a hundred demons parading at night was simply a way of killing monsters to create a terrifying atmosphere that kept people away.

Until she broke into the City Lord's Mansion...

The corpses scattered around, the parts that had not yet been disassembled and stuffed into the alchemy furnace were scattered on the ground, and the blood had already stained the bronze tripod and the ground under the alchemy furnace.

Next to the alchemy furnace and the bronze tripod, there were several old men in luxurious clothes, talking and laughing, toasting each other, as if they were at a banquet.

"Please, please spare my life! We, we are just following orders..."

The old man with a goatee and wearing a grey robe begged desperately. The alchemy furnace and bronze tripod beside him had been overturned, and the dazzling beam of light had just pierced through his legs.

In addition to his companion being killed instantly, he no longer dared to act rashly in front of the girl.

The severe pain made him cry bitterly. He had never experienced such a thing before as he lived a life of luxury.

"Whose orders are you taking?"

Zhao Xin's cold tone made the old man tremble all over. Looking at Zhao Xin's dark red pupils, it was as if everything he was thinking was seen through by her.

The moment this thought came to his mind, the old man with the goatee no longer had the intention to lie.

"All of these are orders from the Ying family! How dare I, a mere alchemist, disobey them?"

Ying family...

Zhao Xin naturally still remembered this surname. Ye Qing had mentioned it to them before they set sail. It was said to be the royal surname of the Eastern Empire.

The royal family allowed a "sorcerer" like him to carry out a massacre here?

"Who from the Ying family? Why did they ask you to say that?"

There are too many unreasonable things in this, so Zhao Xin naturally would not immediately believe the old man with a goatee in front of him.

But what the other party said next made Zhao Xin's eyes widen immediately, and it seemed as if a fire was burning in his chest.

"It's all that Eighth Prince Ying Peng! It was him and his guards who killed everyone in the City Lord's Mansion, and they also wanted me to make them suffer eternal damnation!!"

"As to why..."

The old man with the goatee was a man who could read people's expressions. Looking at Zhao Xin's expression at the moment, he was worried that if he said it out loud, Zhao Xin would kill him immediately.

But when the ice-blue flame reached his neck, he had no choice but to speak.

"explain!!"

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In the cellar, Ye Qing had killed countless demon soldiers and even fended off the attacking middle-aged man, pushing him back several meters away.

“Give up!!”

Chapter 93 Helpless

The middle-aged man never thought that in this situation, Ye Qing not only protected the white-haired figure, but was even able to deal with so many of his demon soldiers.

The red-grey swords were as thin as two rays of light, but they turned into an indestructible barrier, blocking all attacks.

Ye Qing still stood firmly in front of the white-haired figure, holding two swords and looking at the few remaining demon soldiers around him.

"Hey... after all, he is the tyrant's lackey, so his strength is quite good."

The middle-aged man sneered. He was also taking advantage of this brief opportunity to recover some of his strength. He was already injured after the previous battle.

Although he was able to suppress it with some ability, the injury was worsening in a direction he could not control.

He also didn't expect that he couldn't suppress his injuries with his own abilities.

What on earth are those two swords... no, those two intersecting rays of light?

The middle-aged man felt a familiar aura from Ye Qing's equipment, but he couldn't figure out what it was for a moment, and just thought it was a power related to the Ying family.

"...Whatever you think, back off now, and I won't embarrass you anymore."

Ye Qing held the sword in his hand horizontally, showing his attitude.