Chapter 63: The Uninvited Guest
The blood of the High Elves flowed slowly down the dagger.
The wind and snow in the sky slowly subsided, and spring seemed to return to the earth in an instant, and the flowers and plants that had been swept by the storm were re-blooming.
"You ...... will be wiped out......"
Diaian looked down at the hilt of the knife on his chest as he used his last strength to proclaim judgment on the Eve people.
"I don't bother with this, Your Excellency." Arwen said softly, letting go of her hand, and then took out a freshly ripe Nene fruit.
Blood began to pour out of Diaian's mouth before he fell to the ground.
"Thirty-one seconds for the target to die. Well done, Arwen. β
With a squint, Arwen placed the Nayn Fruit on top of Dia Ian's head, and a moment later, a touch of soul aura poured into the Nayn Fruit, turning it black.
Seeing Naingo turn black, all the Eve people present breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
They are the Eve people who have the most contact with humans besides Arwen.
And the human race, in their eyes, has a kind of courage called day by day.
Having dealt with humans for so long only made them temporarily abandon their 10,000-year fear of the High Elves in their hearts.
After seeing the Nayn fruit turn black, it means that they are doing the right thing to do - because only evil souls will turn black when they enter the Nayn fruit.
Arwen looked at Naingo and smiled slowly.
The last scruples in my heart were also dispelled.
Then, she picked up her staff.
After taking a look, she shrugged her shoulders at Qin Silu and the others who had already approached: "You can't trigger attributes, it's exclusive to NPCs." β
Everyone: "......"
Although she knew that Arwen didn't mind calling herself an NPC, it was still weird every time she heard the word from her mouth.
Ye Sporadic smiled: "After all, it's not a boss, and it's not what we killed." β
"Hmm. It seems that there are still a few High Elves, and they are a few days late. Yawen glanced back at the west and frowned slightly: "Xiao means to kill them all, what is your opinion?" β
"If they want to come, of course they won't leave any of them, but I'm afraid that the news will reach them soon." Ye Sporadic glanced at the shocked players outside the courtyard gate, and thought for a while, "Unless we team up to intercept them halfway over, the high-level mage, we can still be impressed." β
"That's up to you, and the academy will be handed over to Goliss for the time being."
Golith is a female mage who has become an intermediate magician because of her good magic perception.
"Let's transport this corpse back to the Nightwhisperer Forest." Arwen looked at Lesa and the others beside her, bit her lip, and said after a moment of silence: "Father will probably be very happy." β
He should be happy too.
Arwen thought to herself, and smiled.
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Xiao Li, who had been staring at the forum, finally waited for the news he wanted.
In less than a minute, Dia Ian, the Great Wizard of the High Elves, was directly destroyed by the teachers of the academy and five players with various spells and scrolls, and he didn't even have the power to fight back.
It seems that Arwen has indeed lived up to his earnest teachings.
If you kill someone, you have to be neat.
- Xiao Li has not forgotten the sentence in the mouth of the old man of Hippo, "Ancestor Shenzhou and the abyss traded PY".
Now that you've made a PY deal with the devil, damn it.
Tiredness soon swept in, and in the second dimension, he was busy non-stop for three days in a row, and this mental tiredness seemed to be brought to reality as well. He fell into a deep sleep with his pillow on it.
β¦β¦
The academy was reopened under the auspices of Grace, but no classes were held, only the evaluation of professional titles.
But countless mage players still poured into the academy, asking questions around Ye Sporadic and waiting for a few bigwigs who had made a move before.
Liu Jing and the little bee were more familiar, asked a few words, and after knowing that this was Xiao Li's arrangement, he leaned on a few times one after another - the little bee knew that Liu Jing and Xiao Li were roommates.
"If I don't gossip here anymore, it's the right thing to go back and tell Xiao Li the news." The little bee said.
Liu Jing thought about it for a while, and saw that he was about to be kicked, so he simply went offline.
"I know that this thing has a leg with the dean." Passing by the supermarket, Liu Jing went in to buy some cold vegetables and pickled vegetables, and picked up a piece of beer, and then went back to the house leisurely.
Thanks to Xiao Li's video, plus his "boss" Qin Yuanshan is also a BUG character, and he brought his mobile phone in, so Liu Jing's video material is very rich, and he has gradually shifted from live broadcast to video production, and it seems that the response is good. Just a rough calculation, it must be no problem for the two of them to enter the tens of thousands of income groups at the same time this month.
But Liu Jing sometimes thinks that he stays in the second dimension for three days, and only stays for 12 hours in reality - all he needs is two meals and one sleep, so how can he make money to do eggs?
You say take a wife?
Finding one in the second dimension is not a beauty...... Anyway, Liu Jing has already targeted Qin Yuanshan's female apprentice, although the two of them have no eyebrows, it is certain that they have a good impression of each other.
So Liu Jing is really not so keen on making money.
- This mentality of his can actually represent the mentality of most people who are "addicted" to the second dimension.
- Even if Lao Tzu is unsatisfactory in reality, he is so poor that he can only eat grass, but as long as he does not die of hunger, he will be a good man when he enters the game.
The second dimension is a whole new world, which gives everyone a way to ascend. The more ownerless you are, the more you can appreciate the charm and pleasure of rising to the top of the class.
Thinking wildly in his heart, Liu Jing hummed a song, took out the key, and prepared to open the door.
The door was open. Is Xiao Li awake?
Liu Jing pushed open the door and was stunned when he was about to shout "Son Chafan".
On the sofa facing the door, there sat a woman of about twenty-three or four, who was wearing cropped pants, but still sitting with her legs together and sitting very formally. Looks...... can't be said to be stunningly beautiful, but it is the kind of face of the eldest sister next door that seems ordinary, but the more you look at it, the better it looks, and it can naturally bring people safety and warmth.
Not far from the woman, a middle-aged fat man with a smile on his face at least 300 pounds was smoking a cigarette and chatting with the woman.
Seeing the door open, the woman and the fat man looked at Liu Jing at the same time.
Liu Jing was a little confused, and he asked tentatively: "You are Xiao Li's relatives." β
The two on the opposite side glanced at each other, and the fat man grabbed the cigarette case and handed one to Liu Jing.
Putting the wine and food on the table, Liu Jing glanced at Xiao Li's room againβthe door was closed.
Alertness suddenly rose in my heart.
Liu Jing is very familiar with Xiao Li. Even if he doesn't get along very well, Xiao Li will not let his relatives sleep without him.
"Liu Jing, let's introduce myself."
The middle-aged fat man sat still and stretched out his hand happily.
"Xia Guo's second-dimensional affairs processing team, the person in charge of the Eastern District, my surname is Fei, you can call me Lao Fei."
"This is your senior sister."
The woman stood up and looked at Liu Jing with a smile.
"Hello junior brother, I am the 14th grade of the Provincial University Department of Political Science and Law, in Mr. Huang's class, Qin Si."
ββ¦β¦ Hello sister. β
The vigilance in Liu Jing's eyes became even stronger.
What is this 2nd Dimension Transaction Processing Group...... He really hadn't heard of it. And run to your own house!
If you don't enter, you are a thief.
Perhaps guessing what Liu Jing was thinking, the middle-aged fat man flicked the cigarette butt and smiled faintly.
"Our group was set up on an improvised basis." "Actually, our real identity is the department that maintains national security, so you probably can understand it, right?"
Liu Jing rumbled in his head.
it!
Play a game...... How did you provoke these uncles?
(The next chapter is the "Persuasion Chapter", and everyone is a little mentally prepared, because this book seems to be going to pounce, so I am ready to let go of myself and achieve what I wanted to achieve a long time ago.)
As you know, the biggest taboo of rebirth is not the golden finger or the plot collapse, but the identity of the protagonist must be guarded.
Because this is the biggest golden finger of the protagonist.
But I often think, why can't I say it...... In particular, the main character's purpose is to save the world in the first place.
So I plan to use this book to let the protagonist tell some relevant institutions in a grand manner.
I'm from the future.
I want to save the world.
Listen to me.
Of course, the identity of the dean will still be hidden.
It's just that the identity of the crossing will be revealed on a small scale, and then support will be obtained.
In addition, I even intend to write about combat advanced civilizations.
It all depends on how idle I am...... οΌ