[Complete mission 1 and successfully obtain the mission item "Magic Sword", and reward points with 200 points.] 】

[Task 2 is completed, and Lin Xiaotian is successfully killed, and 200 points will be awarded.] 】

If it was usual, hearing the system prompt, Chen Jingle could fly happily, but at this time, he had no time to take care of it. He cautiously turned his head sideways to check on his PG injury.

"Mom sells batches, it hurts dad to death!"

Such a long, thick thing, pierced into the PG, and ran so far with it, pulling the injured muscle groups with every step, and the blood soaked through the pants, which was even more exaggerated than Aunt Lai.

To die, to die.

What's too much is that the arrow seems to be smeared with poison, Chen Jingle ran for a distance only to find out that something was wrong, and quickly took the antidote pill, but fortunately there was no big problem.

Wow, the rivers and lakes are really sinister!

But what's worse than poison is that this arrow is even more barbic!

I'm knocking on it!

What do I need to do?

If you want this wilderness, where can I find a surgeon to operate on me?

Chen Jingle leaned against an old pine tree, pouting slightly, about to go crazy. The thought of dragging a long arrow on his ass and swaggering through the market is simply ......

After struggling for a long time, I really had no choice but to be ruthless, after all, long pain is better than short pain. He clenched the shaft of the arrow with trembling hands, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and pulled it out!

"Whew-"

It seemed that the sound of the flesh being cut open, accompanied by a blood arrow that spurted out, the PG nerve jumped suddenly.

"Ahh

Chen Jingle rolled his eyes in pain, his facial features were twisted, this taste was simply like *immortal*desire* death. I've never been stabbed so much before, it's really evil.

"Bastard, don't let labor and management catch you, otherwise you will wait for me to dismantle you!" Chen Jingle gasped in pain and said viciously. If he catches the guy who puts the cold arrow, he will definitely stuff the red-hot iron bar into his **!

Throwing away the arrows, he pulled off his pants and began to carefully handle his injuries.

Fortunately, Chen Jingle's body is now different from ordinary people, and there will be no more excessive bleeding from the wound, but after half a minute, the blood from the wound began to coagulate. Then he took out the Nine Spice Yunling Cream for the treatment of the wound and gently applied a layer to the wound, so that the plaster began to repair the wound.

The posture is a little indecent, but it's better than having an arrow stuck in the PG. It's just a little cold.

After about ten minutes, the ointment was almost absorbed, Chen Jingle touched the back, and found that the wound had scabbed, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and finally there was no big problem. It's just that there is a finger-sized hole in the back of the pants, which is not very elegant, but fortunately no one sees it in the wilderness at night.

At this time, Chen Jingle had time to check the magic sword he had painstakingly snatched.

"Compassion? Chen Jingle muttered to himself.

This sword is called a magic sword, and it is not without reason, it is really strange that just by touching it, it can make him hallucinate. I wonder if other people get it like this?

It is said that after Lin Zhongyu got the magic sword, his temperament changed greatly and he fell into a catastrophe. And Lin Xiaotian's actions such as killing his father are not necessarily without the magic sword factor involved.

It feels like this sword is inherently ominous.

Chen Jingle was very curious, since this sword will always bring disaster, what is the reason why it will attract so many people to chase?

Could it be that there is some secret secret hidden in it?

Chen Jingle's mind was so open that he almost wanted to break open the sword to see if there was any peerless martial arts hidden inside the sword body. It's a pity that I don't have the tools in my hands.

Although the task is completed, this sword cannot be thrown away yet, as a mission item, Chen Jingle must carry it with him, and he must be distracted and vigilant not to be disturbed by illusions.

It's a headache.

Fortunately, Chen Jingle couldn't use it, this sword had a limited impact on him, and when the task was over, the system would naturally recover it.

With 400 points in hand and two tasks at the same time, Chen Jingle is still very happy, and the big crisis is accompanied by a big harvest.

Standing up, discerning the direction, and hurrying with light skills, he chose to turn back to the inn at the bottom of the mountain.

This is the principle of darkness under the lamp, others thought that the person who snatched the magic sword would run away, but who would have thought that not only did he not leave, but also swaggered to stay under the Heavenly Sword Mountain?

Chen Jingle returned to the inn from the other direction unconsciously, and found that most of the people in the inn were gone, and he was surprised, but after a little thought, he understood.

When the sky was slightly bright, a large number of people began to return, and the inn suddenly became noisy and lively.

Chen Jingle was woken up by the sound downstairs, and many heroes dressed in rivers and lakes gathered in groups of three or five, gathered around a table, drank wine and ate meat, and boasted about their great achievements last night.

It turned out that under the leadership of the six major sects, everyone successfully attacked the Heavenly Sword Gate, but it turned out that Lin Zhongyu was dead, the eldest disciple Lin Xiaotian was also killed, and the magic sword was taken away by the murderer.

Everyone hesitated, they didn't expect things to get so complicated.

At this moment, the Heavenly Sword Gate Elder Taishang who had been in retreat for many years came forward and decided to apologize to the martial arts colleagues in the world for Lin Zhongyu's matter, and announced that the Heavenly Sword Gate had been closed for ten years, and the disciples in the gate were not allowed to walk on the rivers and lakes.

At this point, there is no reason for the six major sects to be entangled.

People die like lights go out, and everything in the past is gone, and the more important problem is that now the magic sword does not know who it is in the hands of, if it is a Mormon man, it will be troublesome, I am afraid it will cause a new round of turmoil in the rivers and lakes. So early in the morning, the people of the Six Great Sects began to pack up their things and prepare to evacuate.

Connecting the news he heard from the side, all kinds of fog in Chen Jingle's heart suddenly cleared up.

Downstairs, the conversation continued.

"Speaking of which, Lin Zhongyu, the master of the Heavenly Sword Gate, how can he be regarded as an innate master, how could he be killed so easily?"

"Brother, you don't know anything, Lin Zhongyu was a congenital master before, but since he got the magic sword, under the influence of the magic sword, his strength is not as good as before, at most half of the congenital. ”

"There is one less innate master on the rivers and lakes. ”

"Hey, it's still too far away for us. However, the number of innate is also quite large. Putting aside the heads of the six major sects, it is estimated that there must be one or two hidden congenitals in each sect, and there are also two innate in the demon sect. The most powerful is the imperial court, and there must be a lot of innate resources piled up. ”

A bearded man downstairs was obviously drunk, and his voice was amplified a lot, attracting the attention of others. Chen Jingle quietly pricked up his ears.

The Jianghu sect and the imperial court in this world are evenly matched, forming a delicate situation, as long as the Jianghu sect does not provoke the imperial court, the imperial court does not want to bother to suppress the Jianghu sect.

It's just that this balance will certainly not last long, and sooner or later it will be broken.

Chen Jingle didn't go downstairs, and after beckoning Xiao Er to help deliver the wine and food to the room, he asked him to help run errands and buy a new set of clothes. Facing the broken silver of Bai Huahua, the little second brother grinned and patted his chest in agreement.

After a while, Xiao Er came back and knocked on the door: "Guest officer, I bought you the clothes you wanted." ”

Chen Jingle opened the door: "Thank you, little brother, just give it to me." ”

"Okay. Xiao Er smiled and handed over the folded clothes.

However, in the next second, a cold light flashed under the clothes, and a dagger appeared in the little second-hand, stabbing directly into Chen Jingle's throat.