Now that there is no one in the prison, the client is behind this wall, as long as he smashes the wall, he can see him, comfort him, let him know that Yuan Yang Canghua is not the kind of three-no game that throws the client out and doesn't care, and then asks him to ...... Try to ...... Don't complain.

has only rescued two customers, and both customers have to give bad reviews to the game, and Shao Zongyan, a very responsible customer service, is also heartbroken.

However, his map did not show the structure of the prison and the arrangement of the guards, and he could not simply smash through the wall and carry people out. The aura of this small world is so strong, there may be immortals in the local area. In case you meet such a person when you break in, and the customer has no accident in prison, but he is injured in his hands, how can it be like words!

It's better to be secretive, and first deliver a message to the customer over there, so that he can have hope in prison.

Thinking of handing over the words, Shao Zongyan remembered that Yan Hanjiang had the ability to transmit sound through his divine sense, and retreated to the side of the water tank and asked quietly: "Can Brother Yan use his divine sense to transmit the news that we came to save him to the customer?" ”

The grass carp swung in the tank and told him, "No, the language is not understood." You don't have a sense of the Boundary Order, but the language we speak with our customers and the locals here. When we come into contact with the written language of different worlds, the client and the Boundary Order will first translate and then input the translated illusion into the audio-visual nerves, but the transmission of divine consciousness goes straight to the heart and cannot be translated. ”

He was able to transmit the voice to Shao Zongyan because the two Xiaoqian worlds spoke similar languages, but this time the customer spoke a completely different language, and he couldn't learn it for a while.

Since I can't communicate, I can only do it first!

Shao Daochang squatted down against the corner of the wall inside, found an inconspicuous place that was easy to block with straw, and stabbed the brick wall with his knife. The bricks and stones used in this dungeon are so strong that the blade feels like it is pressed against metal, and only a shallow mark is left when you scratch it. Shao Zongyan was afraid that the movement would make a sound when splitting the bricks, so people would find out that there were people in the cell, so he first groped to find the gap between the masonry and stone, and after a few clicks with the tip of the knife, the mud fell down in a plop.

It seems that the material used to bond these bricks is not so strong, and it can be pried open by prying it slowly.

The knife slashed back and forth along the crack in the wall, and the mud under the file quickly accumulated into a sharp mound. He carefully found an old newspaper to spread under it to collect the ashes, and he simply knelt on the paper, holding the knife and slowly pushing it to the other end.

At a certain point, he suddenly felt a lightness in his hand, and there was no longer anything blocking the tip of his knife in front of him, and the snow-white slashing knife had already passed through the brick wall. Judging from the part left by the blade, this brick is about the same width as the upper part of the scimitar, and the outer wall is probably wider than this, and it will take a lot of effort to escape.

He pushed the scimitar to the end, and swiped the handle several times like a saw, making sure that the entire gap was opened, and then he had to retract the knife and deal with the other side. However, as he drew his knife, he felt that the blade of the knife was being grasped, and at the same time there was a very light, dull knocking sound coming from across the wall.

"Knock, knock."

I don't know which country's password this is, Shao Zongyan and Yan Hanjiang couldn't solve it, so Shao Zongyan had to knock a few times, leaned on the wall and listened to the movement over there, and tried to draw the knife again. The client's strength quickly relaxed, and after a few taps on the opposite side, he stopped, and a hoarse sigh came from behind the brick wall.

The customer's voice was not quite right, as if it broke his heart and lungs.

Shao Zongyan was a little anxious in his heart, and when the tip of the knife was carved into the brick crack, he carried the true qi of his whole body. When the spiritual power in his body wandered, the thick and viscous aura in the cell seeped into his body with his exhalation and inhalation, continuously transforming his meridians and body skin, and even infiltrated into the slashing knife along the palm of his hand.

Unconsciously, the blade was covered with a layer of warm brilliance, and the silk peach blossom luck wrapped around it also looked more gorgeous and weird.

The grass carp spirit quietly watched these changes in the water tank, and turned into a divine consciousness attached to the slashing knife. As soon as this divine sense stuck to the red thread, he felt a knife slash in his face, cutting him in two. The divine consciousness released by that trace disappeared completely, and his own heart trembled slightly, almost being affected by that trace of luck and falling into a love catastrophe.

He hadn't really paid much attention to the knife before. No wonder Shao Zongyan looks like a son of the Heavenly Dao, but looking at his body, his qi is so ordinary, and it turns out that many of them have condensed into this knife.

Such a powerful luck knife is comparable to the magic weapon of the immortal family. If someone dares to cut him without long eyes, I'm afraid that not only the weapon will be broken, but even his own life and luck will be split for him, right?

When the grass carp was worried about his future, Shao Zongyan had already cleared the cracks around the bricks, and the fallen plaster was evenly sprinkled into the corner of the cell with newspaper. Then he reached under the brick, shook the blade back and forth, and slowly pulled it over the brick until it protruded with his fingers.

The part that uses skill is slow, and the place that needs strength is his profession!

Shao Daochang pinched the edge of the brick with his fingertips and pulled it hard, and a stone brick weighing more than ten catties was pulled out for him steadily. He held the bottom of the brick and put it down gently, put the lower half of his face on the gap left, and said softly in his throat: "I am the customer service of Yuanyang Canghua online game, distinguished customer, I came to save you." ”

There was a muffled choking sound from across the wall, and instead of answering, the client groped his way across the brick wall and reached for a hand.

The hand was really white and shiny, and the spiritual light attached to the skin was a little dazzling in the dark prison, and there was a silver chain on the wrist, which made a thin and clear sound when it hit the wall. Shao Zongyan moved his face away so that his hand could reach the end of the wall, and then grabbed that hand, put the slashing knife against the chain, and injected the whole body into the blade, slowly cutting it down like a saw.

I don't know what material the chain is made of, it looks thin like an ornament, and when the knife is cut down, there is a force that rebounds out, and the chopping knife keeps trembling, and the hand he pressed down also keeps trembling, and the palm is drenched in cold sweat.

Shao Zongyan only felt that his hand was getting colder and colder, and he was hesitating whether to stop it, when Yan Hanjiang's voice suddenly sounded in his head: "Go on, he has something like a magic circle for rebound attacks on his chain, but his mana is not as deep as your luck." ”

Then you have to let the customer endure.

As long as Brother Yan said it, he was convinced, grabbed the customer's hand tightly, and continued to cut with all his heart.

The hand trembled in his palm, and a small wail rang out from time to time across the wall, but the client held on with great perseverance. It wasn't until the chopper had completely cut through the chain that the customer's hand slipped out of his palm, and the severed chain fell into the straw on the ground with a muffled thud.

Shao Daochang took a handkerchief to dry his palms for him, thought about it, and took out a big Ya pear from his bag and stuffed it into his palm.

Pears can clear away heat and fire, moisten the lungs and relieve cough, although they have not been washed...... But it's all in this environment, and everyone is also paying attention to it.

That hand could barely hold the pear, Shao Zong simply took a handkerchief for him and wrapped it with the pear in his hand and pushed it over, and then handed over bread and mineral water along the gap. After a while, the customer shifted his face to where the bricks had been dug up and whispered into the gap, "Thank you." ”

Shao Daochang replied indifferently: "It's nothing, this is what I should do." You go to the other side and rest first, and I'll pry a hole in this wall while no one is around. ”

The customer obediently picked up water and food, took the clothes and walked into the distance. Shao Zongyan lifted the chopping knife, filed and sharpened the brick joints horizontally along the hole just opened, and brought down the bricks next to him. With the gap in the first block, it was easy to cut the knife, the blade had space to move, and the remaining bricks only had to remove the plaster on three or even two sides, doing it faster and faster, more and more easily, and before he knew it, he dug a hole enough for his body to crawl through.

…… It's like a dog hole.

The customer is still on the chain, can the customer service still care about what hole to drill? Shao Daochang held the last stone brick, gently stacked it on the brick stack next to the wall, then took out a small fish tank and fished out Yan Hanjiang, climbed to the opposite cell with the tank, and saw the object of service this time.

The customer was dressed in white and had silver hair, sitting in a dark room, with a faint aura on his body, and at first glance it was really like hitting a ghost. Fortunately, Shao Daochang had been prepared and was not frightened by him, walked over and squatted down to look at the customer's face, revealing a charming and charming service smile: "Distinguished customer, I am Shao Zongyan, the customer service of Yuanyang Canghua's large-scale online game, please don't be afraid, I am here for you." ”

The client looked up, revealing a handsome and melancholy face, and pointed ears protruding from his long hair, which did not look like a human being.

However, that face is really clear and beautiful, as fine as the best beautiful jade, the facial features are three-dimensional but not abrupt, and every curve is just right. The eyes are a jasper-like transparent green, and there is a lot of melancholy under the eyes, but instead of polishing away the vivid divine light, it balances the overly tender lip color, making this face full of life more compatible with the slender figure.

"I've never seen such a good-looking man......" Shao Daochang was in a trance, and he didn't pay attention to what was in his heart. The grass carp spirit swung around in the tank, carefully compared the appearance of the two with the same eye, and said seriously: "It's not as good as you." ”

Jumei does not shy away from relatives, Yan Xianchang is so upright!

The customer on the other side also explained in a low voice: "I am the elf Qingjin from the small world of hope, not a human, and our race almost all looks like this." ”

Only then did Shao Zongyan realize his gaffe, his face was slightly red, he coughed lightly, and said in a low voice: "I'll go and block the window first." ”

He came out with all Yan Hanjiang's belongings, and it couldn't be more convenient to find things. To avoid making a noise when picking things up, he only pulled out a mop and a flannel sofa cushion from his survival kit and hung it at the door with a velvet blanket. The hole he had dug in the wall was also concocted in the same way, and both compartments were blocked, and the cell became a completely closed space, not afraid that the light would leak out.

Once he was done, he returned to his client and lit the emergency lights to illuminate the horrible dark, damp cell.

As the real light came on, the true face of the cell was revealed. However, it was not exactly the same as he imagined to be filthy and horrible, and there was an unknown vine crawling in the corner where the client was; The grass on the ground also grew a little emerald color, and lay down meekly at his feet, spreading a shaggy carpet; And the rats and flying insects that were running around the room all stayed together as if they had been born into a smart mind, and they did not move.

This is the immortal method of the "elf"?

Shao Zongyan's eyes lit up with envy, but he was also a little puzzled, he took out a notebook and a ballpoint pen from his bag, and wrote on the paper: "How can such a great power as a predecessor be locked up?" ”

Writing with pen and paper without a sound, there was no need for any prisoner to hear their escape plans and threaten them or betray them for their own gain.

The chic handwriting on the paper naturally turned into elven text in Qingjin's eyes, he turned his head to look at it, and then asked Shao Zongyan for a pen, and replied in elven script: "I'm just an ordinary elf, and I know a little natural magic." These are the magic on the chains that eroded my body when you broke the chain just now, and the magic flowed out with blood and sweat, nourishing these little guys. ”

The sprawling and delicate vine-like elven script came into Shao Zongyan's eyes, but only that special brushstroke was retained, but the words were Chinese characters that he was familiar with. Shao Zongyan nodded, took out the map and pushed it in front of him, and asked the point: "Do seniors know where this cell is, how many floors it is, and the personnel on it?" Where am I going to take my seniors out safely? ”

The elf, who had been a priest and had a good understanding of the situation here, pointed to the map and compared it a few times, and wrote: "This prison is called the Black Stone Prison, and it is dedicated to the most heinous prisoners, but the guards here are not very strong. ”

He raised his head, his green eyes looked directly at Shao Zongyan, his pupils contracted slightly, and his handwriting became a little sloppy: "Because the prisoners here are not held by people, but by the death desert outside." During the day, the temperature can reach more than 70 degrees, it never rains, and only ferocious beasts and strange plants that feed on humans grow. Except for the ribbon bluebird, which is a specialty of the royal city, any means of navigation will fail in this desert, and no one can get around this desert on their own, even if they escape from the Black Stone Prison, they can only die in the desert because of hunger and thirst. ”

No, the Immortal Law of the Thousand Mirage Pavilion is the best at seeing through illusions, and they won't get lost.

Moreover, the food and water that the elf predecessors were worried about were the least problematic for them: he had bought a lot of food in the supermarket before, and there were several big fish in the fish tank, and he didn't know if he could live if he could live in the survival kit, so he just took advantage of the fact that there were more people to eat them. Don't worry about the water, the water from his medicine stove has been poured into the bucket of pure water, besides......

Shao Daochang's eyes fluttered and turned around, and the carpet hanging in the corner of the cell - the ecological fish tank was still full of three tanks of water, and he was really thirsty, couldn't he drink it?

Shao Zongyan's handwriting was like flowing water, and he did his best to comfort the powerful of the elven clan in distress, and promised with great sincerity: "I won't let you have anything to do." ”