The Final Story of Miss Weird

Even if you doubt Xuemei, you can't question Iris. Her performance is really...too trustworthy.

Of course, Yuejian was not worried whether Iris would hinder the operation in this time. In fact, as long as Iris came here, even if she did nothing, she could already make a difference.

Because what Yue Jian needs is not Iris as a person, but her identity.

Yes, this is Iris’ most important, yet often overlooked identity.

——The one favored by the gods "Jingwei".

The existence of "Jingwei" itself is closely related to the most important part of the ancient battlefield "Zhuolu Field".

"Okay, let's take a break for a few days and get familiar with the environment of "The End of Zhuolu Wilderness." Yuejian said softly, and threw a wink to Iris, "Don't tremble anymore, little Iris, compared to us, you are more like the protagonist here."

Chapter 5: Entering the Coffin Again (k)

In the "Final Battle of Zhuolu".

A faint blood-colored mist permeated the dry and withered air, and the pungent and unpleasant smell of blood was everywhere. The dark sky was dim and without any light. These were all the scenes of the last moment before the "doomsday" arrived in the "Zhuolu Wilderness".

At this time, Yue Jian and his companions found a dilapidated temple in the wilderness as their place to stay. The dilapidated walls and statues that were worn out to the point where their faces could not be seen clearly gave a sense of the vicissitudes of life. The environment could be said to be quite harsh.

Yue Jian knew very well that the Xuanyuan family would definitely send people into the "Zhuolu Wilderness" to verify the situation in a while, but they were just unable to do anything now.

Therefore, she did not rush to carry out the next plan, but began to close her eyes and rest, preparing herself for the upcoming challenges.

Tu Mi has been busying around. I don’t know what she is arranging near the ruined temple. It should be related to her ability.

Needless to say, Iris, although thanks to Luo Ling's encouragement...or PUA, she managed to muster up the courage and not back down, she was still trembling with fear.

Especially since she could sense the resentful souls wandering around the ancient battlefield at all times, Iris was terrified.

Since entering the dilapidated temple, she has been hiding in the corner, not even daring to approach the faceless statue.

“It’s somewhat similar to “The End of Victoria”…”

At the same time, Luo Ling was also exploring the "Final Zhuolu Plain" in her own way.

But perhaps because she did not use her own power to display the Puppet Song ability, but only borrowed the power stored in the mycelium, the spores that were released were quickly infected and submerged by the blood evil, and the connection was severed.

This ancient battlefield is filled with the aura of "doomsday", and the power of other paths has basically collapsed.

If one uses his own abilities here without the ability to control the Kingdom of God, he will soon be assimilated by "Doomsday" and completely step into an irreversible abyss.

For some reason, after entering the "Zhuolu Wilderness of the End", Luo Ling always had an indescribable feeling of familiarity, as if she had arrived here at some point in time.

...and there is also an inexplicable feeling of fear that always lingers.

"Could it be that I have been influenced by Miss Iris and have become afraid of ghosts..."

A terrible thought emerged in Luo Ling's mind. You know, she has assimilated with Iris to a certain extent now, so perhaps this is possible.

However, it must be said that this was indeed the kingdom of God chosen by the warlike Xuanyuan family as the location of their ancestral tombs. This ghost place, "The End of the Zhuolu Wilderness", was basically a forbidden area.

The aura that permeates the surroundings alone is not something that ordinary people can endure.

Without the use of power, you can't move an inch here. You have to possess the kingdom of God to have a certain combat effectiveness.

Under such circumstances, digging up the ancestral tomb of the Xuanyuan family has become a high-end technical job...

If it weren't for the existence of the "forbidden" power, even if there were treasures everywhere, Luo Ling estimated that with Yue Jian's personality, she would never come here even if she was beaten to death.

"Now I am very curious, how did Yue Jian know..."

Luo Ling's mung bean-sized eyes slightly opened, and he turned his head to look at the charming fox girl who was sitting cross-legged on a worn cushion with her eyes closed.

At this moment, it is hard to imagine that this peerless beauty with her eyes slightly closed could be a perverted old woman with a particularly bad personality who particularly likes to play the role of a little loli.

All I can say is that Yue Jian is indeed very beautiful judging from her appearance, especially when she closes her mouth. Luo Ling feels that even the legendary Su Daji, who brought disaster to the country and the people, is no more beautiful than her.

By the way, this Su Daji, whose existence is unknown, seems to be Yuejian's ancestor...

"Ok?"

At this moment, Yue Jian noticed something and her beautiful eyes opened slightly.

She seemed to be meditating, but she was always paying attention to the changes in the surrounding situation. After all, this was the famous "Zhuolu Wilderness of the End", and she could not be careless for even a moment.

However, when Yue Jian found out that the source of the attention was from the direction of Iris, her solemn expression relaxed a little and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

She actually had no ill feelings towards Miss Iris. Who would hate a cute little fool?

Even though this action was indeed intended to trick Iris and deceive her, Yuejian was not an ungrateful person.

As long as this operation can be successful, she will try her best to meet Iris's request within her ability - of course, "Moment of Death" is impossible, this ability has already been reserved by Tumi.

As for what Tumi said about "fate being unpredictable"...

Apart from anything else, if Tumi could get it herself, would she still need to follow Yuejian to the "Final Zhuolu Plain"?

Apart from the path to godhood that Iris desired, which Yuejian was truly unable to fulfill, she had no problem with the other requests.

Yue Jian closed her eyes again. She still had to continue to prepare for the battle. The operation would not officially begin until the search for the Xuanyuan family was over.

"...How perceptive."

Luo Ling muttered to herself, she had only taken a few secret glances but Yue Jian had already noticed it, this woman was really not easy to mess with.

"Let's first check on the Xuanyuan family's situation."

Luo Ling thought about it and began to contact the spores in the outside world.

Just as she expected, all contacts were cut off. The "End of Zhuolu Wilderness" was particularly special. It seemed that these more common methods were unable to communicate with the outside world.

but...

Before leaving, Luo Ling completely controlled a black crow.

Although this black crow was unfortunately chopped to pieces by Xuanyuan Muxue and was dead beyond death, but for the ability of the "Silence" path, death is just a state.

This connection between domination and Luo Ling is not a part of the extension of ability like spores, but can be regarded as the connection between weirdness and weird apostles.

Previously, when the "Realm of Nothingness" changed, this connection became extremely unstable, as if the signal was not very good, but after stepping into the "Zhuolu Wilderness of the End", the previously intermittent perception finally stabilized.

"Let's go over and take a look at the situation first."

Luo Ling glanced at Miss Iris, who was still shivering, and told her that she would be leaving temporarily.

After hearing this, Iris' eyes immediately welled up with tears, and she almost knelt down to beg Luo Ling not to leave her.

In this hellish place, Luo Ling and "Jingwei" can be said to be the spiritual pillars that allow Iris to continue to persevere.

Luo Ling spent some time explaining the pros and cons, and finally, as always, he brought up the story of "Jingwei" to make Iris accept the matter.

"After meeting Miss Iris, I suddenly realized that my eloquence has improved a lot..."

Luo Ling discovered this with sadness, but she could only sigh.

Who made Iris her loyal teammate now?

After explaining everything clearly, Luo Ling nestled on Iris's head, with his consciousness completely separated from the petite bird's body. He only paid a little attention to maintain a certain degree of vigilance, so that he could return as soon as possible if any unexpected situation occurred.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her mung bean-sized eyes had lost their lively color, but still retained some response to the outside world, looking like a real bird.

"Eh..."

Iris reached out her hand and touched it, and found that the bird's wings were still flapping a few times. She thought Luo Ling had not left yet, but after calling out a few times in her mind, she found that there was no response.

For some reason, Iris felt a sense of loss in her heart, and a hint of melancholy appeared on her face.

Why can't Miss Wu Yuan always be with me...

"No, no, why should I think like that? How did I... become like this..."

Iris covered her slightly hot face and stopped the random thoughts in her mind.

She realized that all the changes in herself during this period of time were due to the appearance of "Wu Yuan", that is, Luo Ling.

But...it doesn't seem like a bad thing.

Iris secretly glanced at Yuejian not far away, and Tumi who was busy near the ruined temple.

She knew very well that if it wasn't for Miss Wu Yuan, she would have been tricked by these two older sisters into counting money for them...

"Okay, just think about Miss Wu Yuan for a little while."

Iris was still squatting in the corner, but before she knew it, the initial fear and panic on her face had gradually disappeared.

.......

Luo Ling heard Iris' call, but it was not a big deal, so she did not respond.

Now, Luo Ling's consciousness descended upon the dominated Black Crow, just as she had often done in the past.

only...

"Why is it so dark all around?"

Luo Ling frowned slightly - oh no, she had no brows now, she was just a black crow that was chopped into pieces by the sword.

"That shouldn't be the case. Could it be that she buried my Black Crow in a coffin? Does the Xuanyuan family still care about being buried in peace..."

This strange thought couldn't help but emerge in Luo Ling's mind, but she felt that this situation was unlikely to occur.

...But when I thought about myself, the possibility seemed to emerge a little.

For some reason, Luo Ling always felt that he had a close connection with coffins.

Fortunately, although the black crow's flesh and blood was already in tatters, it was still intact and enough for the mycelium to partially recover.

Soon, Luo Ling, like a skilled weaver, used mycelium to devour the remaining flesh and blood of the black crow, and in a short while, he had re-molded the body.

Since the previous black crow was already a bad idea, and Luo Ling didn't remember what it looked like carefully - they were all ugly anyway, so he changed the color of "Jingwei" and then added some other features based on his own aesthetic taste to reshape it.

The original body of "Jingwei" was a bird with dark blue feathers, but Luo Ling simply changed them all to red, which is similar to the color of Elsa's hair.

After reshaping the black crow's body, Luo Ling was finally able to drive it to find out what was going on.

She flapped her wings and soon got a feel for her surroundings.

....a box.

“Is it really put in the coffin?”

A strange expression appeared on Luo Ling's face, the bird face was incredible.

But soon, Luo Ling realized that this was not a coffin.

"do not move."

A cold and piercing female voice sounded, and the tone was as sharp as a sword. Just by looking at the voice, one could imagine the image of its owner as a sword fairy.

"...the 'little sister' of the Xuanyuan family."

Luo Ling immediately thought of the white-haired female swordsman who chopped the black crow into pieces, and the tall woman who was called "little sister" by the burly man.

At that time, Luo Ling saw that the female swordsman was relatively rational and calm, so he gave her the secret.

Now it seems that the other party seems to be a little too rational, even bringing back the body of the black crow...

After saying these two words, the female swordsman remained silent. Luo Ling could vaguely hear the sounds of footsteps and doors opening and closing.

This box seemed to have the power to isolate the outside world. Black Crow's power alone was not enough to break through it, so Luo Ling could not see what was happening outside.

It was not until they entered a secluded place that the cold female voice sounded again.

"Can you speak now? Same as before."

"can."

Luo Ling spoke directly.

The Black Crow Soldiers do not have corresponding vocal organs, but their bodies reshaped by Luo Ling certainly have them.

In reality, this body is now just a human in the form of a black crow.

What Luo Ling is most familiar with is the human body. It’s because of his practice. He is the founder of the Divine Kingdom Hotel.

The other party seemed a little surprised that Luo Ling spoke directly. After a moment of silence, he said,

"I don't know who you are or what you want to do, but if you dare to make any unusual moves, I can kill you in half a breath."

After he finished speaking, there was a "creak" sound, and some light finally emerged from the darkness in Luo Ling's vision.