Izumo Castle, the back of the inn.

The moment the blades collided, two black-clad and masked assassins appeared.

In a flash of light, they have already made a dozen moves.

March is approaching step by step, and the wind has been retreating.

The breeze blew, blowing the black scarves on their faces.

Vaguely, March saw that the corners of Fengfan's mouth were slightly hooked, and he seemed to be smiling.

The black shadow flickered, and the wind retracted again, as if it had disappeared into the bamboo forest.

She withdrew her hidden weapon and did not pursue, but stopped at the edge of the bamboo forest and stood still.

Time seems to freeze.

If it weren't for the fact that her hair and clothes were still dancing in the wind, everyone who saw this scene would wonder if she had been immobilized.

I don't know how long it took, she turned around and said, "Come out, I know you're not in the bamboo forest." ”

Under the eaves, a windy figure appeared.

"How do you know?"

"Trapping." She said softly.

Obviously, Feng Pan has been trying to lure her into the bamboo forest because of the traps laid inside.

In the previous fight, the other party had never used a trap technique, and if she didn't know the skill of Feng Fanhui, she might indeed be fooled.

Pity...... I think that at the beginning, his trap technique was still led by tears and learned from NPCs.

"You won." Wind Floodway.

"Why don't you use a hidden weapon?" March asked.

She was a little dissatisfied, this person said "go all out", but in fact, the thunder was heavy and the rain was small, and she was tied up and hidden.

"I'm not good at hidden weapons." He said so, and turned away.

This is a blatant lie.

She raised her hand to arrange the broken hair, hesitated for a moment, and finally did not expose him.

The next day, at the end of the day.

Everyone arrived on time, took the airship of the Dongfeng family, and headed for the Flame Island.

Given that the game is coming to an end, there is no need to think about the return to home, and the conservation directly lands the airship in the desert near the destination.

Ten people came to the Void Mirror, and a white statue came into view.

The statue was so corroded that it could only be seen from the silhouette that it was a burly man holding a boulder in his hands.

"Who is this?" Zuoqiu Huiyang asked.

"It's Pangu." Yuqing blurted out.

When searching for the Lost Temple, she had been here because she had been lost and had seen this Pangu statue.

"Welcome, Warriors chosen by fate, you are here at last." Behind the statue, a young man in a white robe walked out slowly. He had a solemn expression, and there was a flame-shaped red pattern on his eyebrows.

From the way he speaks, it's easy to see that he's an NPC.

"My name is Zhenlai, and I'm in charge of guarding the entrance to Mount Kinabalu." Seeing that no one answered, he said to himself, "If you are ready, just tell me, and I can directly teleport you to the Trial Divine Mountain." ”

"We're ready, I'm sorry for you." didn't give others a chance to discuss, Zuoqiu Huiyang said.

When Zhen Lai heard the words, he made a Dharma seal, and there were words in his mouth.

When he finished reciting the incantation, a white light flashed, and the figures of the ten disappeared with it.

"Good luck to you." He whispered.

March was pierced by the white light, and when the light faded, the scene around him changed dramatically.

The scorching sun overhead, obscured by dark clouds, began to rain lightly.

The desert at your feet has become a street paved with white marble.

Passers-by are in a hurry with oil umbrellas.

Here it seems to be...... Dragon City?

Didn't Zhenlai say that she was going to teleport them to the Divine Mountain of Trials, how could she be in Dragon City?

She looked around and found that the overall style of this place was very similar to Dragon City, but the layout of the houses was different.

Puzzled, she walked towards the center of the city, and then, her gaze froze—

Like Dragon City, there are statues of ten heroes.

The difference is that these statues are brightly colored, and the facial features of the figures are clearly recognizable.

The corresponding names are engraved at the foot of the sculpture, and she looks at them one by one, focusing on their hair color.

The ancestors of the Dongfeng family had flaxen-colored hair, the same as conservation; Simon's family had pale blonde hair, the same as Youqing; Shangguan's family is pink, the same as Ling Xiao; Xiahou's house is purple, the same as Fucang; Nangong's house is black, the same as Fengfan; Zuoqiu's house is red, the same as Huiyang; The Zhong family is orange-red, the same as Zhongli; The Murong family is dark green, the same as Yutian.

Her gaze was fixed on the ancestors of the Dugu family.

It was a handsome man, dressed in a white robe, with a medicine bottle hanging from his waist, and his long light blue hair combed into a sword bun, staring affectionately at the statue of the woman in front of him.

- His hair is light blue, and the hair of tears is dark blue.

March followed his line of sight, the woman had short silver-gray hair, a black scarf and a mask, and her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to those of Qianmei, who should be the ancestor of the Beichen family.

- Her hair is silver-gray, while the hair of Yin Jue and Light Sleep is pure white.

Looking at the situation, the ancestors of the Dugu and Beichen families, these two seem to be ...... Got a leg?

I don't know if it's the unrequited love of a lonely man, or the two are happy?

The affectionate male pharmacist and the cold-faced female killer, this combination is a bit interesting.

She looked at the two statues, stunned.

What does the difference between the ancestors of the Prayer Tears and the Dugu family, the ancestors of the Qianmei and the Beichen family, the difference in hair color represent?

Why did Conservation remind her otherwise?

Syllable.

The sound of leather boots stepping into standing water.

March turned around and saw a black-clad and black-haired assassin walking out of the rain with a black oil-paper umbrella.

"Windy?" She was amazed.

He's been teleported here too?

- Why do you keep running into him?

"It's me." The other man stopped a few steps away from her and answered.

March was drenched in rain, and looked at the umbrella in his hand with some resentment.

Obviously, two steps further can cover her.

Is it so ruthless?

"Prove it." She said.

Suddenly encountering acquaintances in an unfamiliar environment, it is difficult for her to let her guard down.

Feng Pan obviously felt that this was too much, looked at her with caring eyes, and said lightly, "I'm not good at secret weapons." ”

These are the words he said after yesterday's discussion.

March bowed his head, like a code, and said, "Trap technique." ”

Wind Fan seemed to be attracted by the statue, and walked around her, taking a closer look at the statues of the ten heroes.

At the same time, he deliberately kept his distance and did not let the canopy overlap with March.

"What is this place?" March rolled her eyes secretly and asked casually.

"I don't know." The other party replied nonchalantly, "What do you think?" ”

The implication is, you ask me, who do I ask?

She didn't expect any constructive advice from Feng Fan, and said, "I think this is the Dragon City hundreds of years ago, or even a thousand years ago. ”

So, the overall style is similar, but the layout and details are different.

So, the statue has not yet corroded and weathered, and retains its color.

All in all, they may have entered a special mission scenario with a timeline that seems to be different from the outside world.

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