(Start the first stage of the high-tide plot, ask for recommended collections, and ask for motivation.) Today's double update. )

Youmu casually looked at the assassins around her.

She hated them as much as they hated her.

The disgust in their gaze was more directed at the piece of "mochi" that had been following her closely.

It's half of her, no, it's herself.

Demon dreams were born in the soul clan, which is a half-human, half-spirit being. To put it bluntly, it's half human, half ghost.

The mochi-like ghost is the half of the demon dream. They are all and one. They are independent of each other, but they are unified with each other.

Normally, the ghost's half body is also a part of the Yumeme itself, but in special cases, it can also have a relatively independent consciousness. She can move separately from Youmu at a certain distance, but at the same time, their feelings and feelings also affect each other. Therefore, for Youmeng, the thoughts and thoughts of the ghost's half-body can be seen as a bystander or felt in the first person.

Especially for some reason, after coming to this world, the sense of independence of half of the body is much stronger than before.

This may be confusing for ordinary people, after all, this state of being both one and the same is no different from schizophrenia in the eyes of ordinary people. However, for Youmeng, this feeling has become accustomed to it. Besides, as a half-human, half-spirit being, she couldn't be treated with common sense.

Speaking of which, I think everyone understands. Regardless of whether this ghost is a half of the demon dream, whether it is independent or unified, it cannot change its essence as a ghost.

And the aura that is obviously opposite to the living, that obviously carries a feeling of coldness and dead silence, will naturally lead to the disgust of the occurrence.

Even if the half-body that she privately took the name of "Demon Mi" is a little warmer than an ordinary ghost, because it is a half-body, it is also contaminated with the breath of people. But it will still be perceived by the living lightly.

And this is a world where there is magic, so there is naturally a existence of the undead.

For such a thing as desecrating the corpse of the deceased, no country or race on the continent other than the demon race is allowed to exist in it. And for the undead, the living naturally have a fear and hostility.

At the same time, it is precisely because of being a half-human, half-spirit being that the accompanying ghosts of the demon dream can also move freely during the day. And the demon dream, which is also a human part, can adapt to places where the breath of death is too strong because of the existence of the half-spirit.

You know, she used to live in a place known as the Underworld. To enter the living, there are different hardships to be paid.

In a way, as a half-human, half-spirit demon dream, it has a natural advantage in adaptability.

Sure enough...... Cough......

Sure enough, the mixed-race people all have the dual advantages of having better environmental adaptability.

It is precisely with this half-human, half-spirit physique that the Demon Dream, or the Soul Clan, can develop the swordsmanship of slashing life and death.

It's not hard to understand that these assassins, who themselves operate in the shadows and are accustomed to seeing blood and death, hate Yumere. After all, even a murderer with a life like mustard would hate the undead, after all, he didn't want to see the people he killed get up again to seek revenge on him.

Those assassins' undisguised disgust, but Youmu didn't care. Because she also hates these "rats" who only attack from behind and use insidious methods. If it weren't for the sake of completing the deal, go back to the adult, back to the original world. Youmeng may not have cut them when he saw them.

The beads in their hands are getting brighter and brighter, indicating that they are getting closer and closer to their goal. But along the way, I met a lot of adventurers. Without making too much of a fuss, the Assassins rightfully chose to put the obstructors into eternal sleep. They also encountered some unlucky people who were tied up or seriously injured, and the "considerate" Assassins did not hesitate to wipe their blades through their necks.

As the leader of these Assassins, Sachs, who was also a Master Assassin himself, was also recalling his master's instructions at this time.

He glanced vaguely at the girl walking in front of him, and there was a trace of murder buried in the depths of his eyes. These murderous aura have not been leaked in the slightest, and there is no need to worry about being detected by the demon dream.

Long before the action, the plan was made. Regardless of the final outcome, then the girl must be killed. If you fail, I'm afraid you'll be doomed.

In fact, Saxophone himself is still a little resentful of his master finding an outsider. Even if he understood that he was looking for someone to take the blame, this resentment still arose.

Because of this, the Sachs would send a team to assassinate themselves. Originally, the assassination was about to be successful, but it was rescued by Zhou Yan and Akali, who were killed halfway.

And when he learned that he was acting privately, he was going to pull out a knife and cut himself without saying a word. The reason is that he is hindering her from returning to her original world.

"Go back? It's just a scam. It's so easy to be deceived, what's the use of being strong even if it's strong? Saxophone looked at the girl walking in front of him and couldn't stop sneering in his heart.

The master seized on the weakness of these otherworldly people, and only deceptively promised her that she could let her go back, and the little girl believed it.

However, excluding the unpleasant undead, this little girl is quite to her taste. Anyway, in the end, you just need to use her corpse to take the blame, as for the process......

Thinking of this, a touch of lewdness flashed in Saxophone's eyes. Looking at the back of the demon dream, the gaze also seems to strip the girl naked.

Sensing the gaze behind him, Youmu turned her head and glared at Saxophone indifferently. And when Youmeng turned around, Saxophone had already put away all his emotions and looked straight ahead with an expressionless face.

Moving on, as the light of the bead grew brighter and brighter, the Assassins were ready for battle.

However, no one expected that in the next moment, two people with the same surprised faces appeared in front of their eyes.

One of the young men wore the light armor of a Ranger Knight, and wore an unseemly red scarf around his neck. And next to the man, there is a petite girl in a white printed skirt. The ears of the beast with the same hair color made it easy to tell that she wasn't a Terran.

Because it just crossed the corner that obscured the view, both sides only discovered each other when they encountered. Moreover, because both sides can sense that they are getting closer and closer to the target, they are astringent. It's no wonder that they didn't notice each other until they met around the corner.

As for the two people that the Youmeng and Saxophone teams encountered, they were the temporary team formed by Bai Yin and Serukai.

The stunned was only for a moment, and the saxophone was just a gesture of the eyes, and the assassins around him had already acted. Anyone who may be in the way will be killed.

And for Bai Yin and Serukayi, it didn't matter what the identity of these assassins was or what their purpose was. Action is the best proof of this. For the murderous aura and sharp blade that struck, Bai Yin and Sairukai instantly classified the object in front of them as an enemy, and at the same time gave a counterattack without hesitation.

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There was a sudden movement behind him, and although he could hear that the distance was still so far, the footsteps of Zhou Yan and his party couldn't help but be stunned.

"I'll go take a look." Akali's form flashed before vanishing. It seems that he went to check the reason for the noise behind him.

"Let's take a break here." After Zhou Yan looked around, he said to Youyou and Yu'er.

After all, this is an ordinary deserted forest, and there are no normal roads at all. Zhou Yan and Akali are okay, and their body and balance are far beyond ordinary people. But taking such a path is obviously bitter for Youyou and Yu'er.

Hearing Zhou Yan's mention, Youyou couldn't help but sit on the ground all of a sudden, and at the same time hung his calves with his fists to release his fatigue. And Zhu'er smiled at Zhou Yan, as if to show that she was not tired.

Seeing this silent smile, Zhou Yan couldn't help but stretch out his hand and touch Yu'er's head to show encouragement: "Very good, very good, worthy of encouragement." ”

"Yan, I'm not tired!" A certain god is angrily brushing up on the zài sense, and is competing with the child who has degenerated into a young girl with one mind.

"The guy who has been shrinking into his own space and not exercising at all, I really don't know why you can be so proud." So of course, Zhou Yan complained mercilessly about the glass.

"Rustle."

Before Zhou Yan and Li quarreled, the sound of clothes rubbing weeds sounded behind Zhou Yan. Almost instantly, Zhou Yan had already drawn his sword out of its sheath and turned around at the same time.

However, when he saw this man who did not hide his whereabouts and appeared so directly, Zhou Yan was stunned.

Without him, this character is very familiar to him. And like Akali, she is also a character in the online game she was exposed to in her previous life. And since coming into contact with Akali, Zhou Yan has determined that there is indeed a real Valoran in a certain plane. Then, even if you see a character who belongs to that world again, you won't be too surprised.

Rao is like this, when he saw this man, Zhou Yan still couldn't help but be surprised.

However, compared to what he saw in the game, his expression at this moment was dejected, and his young face was bearded, completely lacking the dignity of the ronin swordsman.

And when Zhou Yan drew his sword, the man's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his whole temperament changed.

The decadence of Fang Cai disappeared completely, and the whole person seemed to have transformed into a sharp blade out of the sheath. The aggressive sword aura seemed to be substantially blowing into the sky with the wind.

The wind, completely distorted by the flow of the track, swirled around him like a child who had found his parents.

Seeing the flow of this wind like a substance, and feeling the cold and piercing murderous intent of the other party, Zhou Yan couldn't help but think of a sentence he often said in the game: "Death is like the wind, always with me." ”