To the east of the lake in the house, there is a continuous rockery.

On the rockery, in addition to the strange peaks and strange stones, there are also different grasses, pines and cypresses, and most of the rockery is covered by greenery.

If you take a cursory look, you only feel that this is just a rockery scene, and no one would have expected that in this rockery, there is a hidden room of blades.

Xu Zi walked to the rockery, his body flickered, a few wrong steps, and he swept into a curved bridge in the rockery, and then lifted his breath and turned, a few turns to the side, and came to a rockery wall.

On the wall here, if you look at it with your eyes, there is nothing unusual, but when you see Xu Zi's right hand rushing out, and her five fingers sliding on the wall in an instant, you can hear the slight sound of stone moving. Looking at the stone wall in front of me again, the hole was opened.

Xu Zi stepped in, pushed a handle on the left hand side hard, and heard the sound of moving stones, the door was closed.

In front of me is an empty round stone house, and in the middle of the stone house, an oil lamp is shining.

Xu Zi walked to a place in the house and pulled an iron ring up.

A rungs appeared in front of you.

She walked down the steps.

When you go to the bottom, you suddenly open up.

In front of me is a huge room, and above the room, there is a plaque "Snow Burning Platform". There was a round platform in the room, and it was covered with shelves, and the shelves were full of blades.

Yes, here, it's the Burning Snow Terrace.

The name Burning Snow Terrace was given by Uting Yuan. He felt that most of these swords and other blades were forged. Each handle comes from the burning fire of nirvana, and each blade is snow-white, with a refreshing chill and cold light, just like in the cold snow, this hot and cold, both completely different, but also harmoniously combined. This gave it the name "Burning Snow Terrace".

Whenever Xu Zi thought of this name, he felt that it was indeed boiling and cold. It is also like the nature of a killer, which melts boiling blood into a cold and cold form.

These two are both contradictory and compatible.

And Wu Tingyuan, he was the one who cultivated and trained them, but she couldn't see his blood, but only felt cold, even indifferent.

Sometimes, she even felt that Wu Tingyuan seemed to have two selves, one was the one they saw him, calm and cold, indifferent and resolute, while the other was hidden in the depths by him, unknown.

Thinking of this, Xu Zi shook his head. This feeling is very nonsense, and besides, this is not something she needs to care about, now, the key thing is to take care of herself.

Thinking so, Xu Zi began to choose things to prepare for tomorrow.

On the shelves of this snow-burning platform, there is no shortage of all kinds of blades.

Broadswords, long swords, spear stabs, these large pieces, are mostly used for night attacks, can be used for one sword, and in case there are rescuers, they can also retreat with one enemy.

Short knives, short swords, throwing knives, darts, etc., can be used in various situations, so they are more commonly used, because of their flexibility, easy to carry, and if used well, not less powerful than large pieces.

And the row of wooden barrels against the wall, the big ones are arrows and crossbows, and the small ones are hidden weapon mechanisms. If the engine is turned off, the silver needles and arrows inside will fly out quickly and hit the target.

There is also a row of bottles, which are all kinds of poisons, poisonous water, poisonous insects, etc.

Xu Zi stopped in front of those shelves for a while, and took four daggers, a golden needle wooden tube, and a small bottle of poisonous water.

Tomorrow is still wearing men's clothes, although women's clothes are also specially made, but it is not so convenient.

Two daggers on the legs, two daggers at the ankles, poison in the sleeves, and that's it.

It's not about bringing too many things, but about using them in key parts and moments.

After choosing, Xu Zi put them on, and then sat down cross-legged in the middle of the platform.

Before each mission, she meditates here for a while, long or short.

Just like the name of the "Burning Snow Platform" here, Xu Zi felt that in this place where the blades gathered, some of them were murderous.

The murderous aura that swirls on the sharp blade.

Sitting quietly with her eyes closed in a murderous aura, she was more awake and quieter.

And what followed was that kind of blood buried in Su Ri was stimulated little by little, until the point of eruption.

It was in such a state that she reached her quietest state.

This silence is like entering an abyss of extreme darkness. Everything around is magnified. The brain is abnormally sensitive and active, and the purpose of the task is also deeply embedded in the brain.

She will keep herself in this state until the mission is completed.

So tonight is destined to be a night of less sleep.

But no matter how hard it is, tomorrow will come.

Isn't it?

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