"Who hasn't died?" Ye Feng sighed and looked at the experience bar with less than 1/5 left after level 50.

The loss of hard-earned experience after death is painful for the average player.

But for a guy like Ye Feng with a brain disorder, it's just a matter of spending some more boring time, ordinary people only sleep eight hours a day, but Ye Feng can feel tired at any time.

Ye Feng walked through the square, and there were only a few players in the huge square, and they were like wandering at night, shuttling unhurriedly through the dim streets of Diyin City.

Ye Feng raised his head and looked at the clock tower on the opposite side of the square, and the hour hand was about to point up.

No one knew what the frail old man was doing in that dark space at this time.

In front of the old man, there was a box with a strange pattern but elegant and solemn, and at the position where it should be locked, a parchment seal sealed the top cover of the box.

"——— cough!" The old man had become weaker and weaker than before, and the sequelae of the excessive spell casting began to manifest at this time.

"The original plot shouldn't be like this!" The old man said softly, his eyes contained helplessness and unwillingness, but the old face was full of weakness, and his ten fingers trembled slightly, as if he could not bear the weight of the box.

"Now that the time limit is up, it's better to open the seal early."

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A small two-story building in earthy yellow, erected next to the fountain on the south side of the Hidden City Square, a sculpture of a mermaid comes to life in the center of the fountain, two players who have just come out of the small building, dressed in new and neat equipment, see a priest in shabby clothes and incomplete equipment walking towards the small building, and they all show disdain.

After any piece of clothing has been subjected to several god-level skill impacts, it will never look extremely bright, not to mention that Ye Feng's bright robe is already tattered, and the ring on his hand is missing, and the bracelet is completely missing, and the position where he should have worn the necklace is now bare.

"Poor ghost!" As he walked through the doorway, the male player whispered something to the woman, which immediately elicited a flirtatious grin like a fluttering smile.

Although "Bright" is not the real world, as long as there are human beings, there is discrimination, although in "Bright", as long as you are willing to work hard, you will always have a lot of property, but the poor in reality will always unconsciously or helplessly, transfer his property and compensate for the real poverty.

It's a pity, if these two players were allowed to see a few valuable things in Ye Feng's bag, I am afraid that they would open their mouths in surprise and find out who the real poor ghost was.

Of course, there is still a lot of garbage left in Ye Feng's bag.

Ye Feng pushed open the wooden door of the small building and walked straight inside.

This is Ye Feng's first time coming to the department store in Diyin City, the earthy yellow style is simple and real, and the clerk NPC inside is also very innocent with two twisted images, the only drawback is that the expression on his face is too indifferent, and he is full of NPC dress.

"A ring of the beginning of the heart, a skill necklace, a newcomer medicine shovel, a medicine bowl, a crimson heart staff, and ........." Ye Feng entered slowly, and in a few seconds, his conspicuous equipment had already attracted the attention of the few players in the store.

In addition to Ye Feng, there are three players in the store.

Two girls in their twenties, one a thief and the other an archer, should be close to level fifty in terms of equipment.

The third player is a woman who can't tell how old she is, but she exudes an elegant temperament from the snow-white robe, which makes people feel her softness. The snow-white hand lightly carried a blood-red staff

The graceful figure reveals the mature and charming of women, the face is covered with a pink veil, and the two star-like eyes on the veil are like the ripples of the waves, full of mysterious charm and temptation, but mixed with a trace of melancholy and grievance, she gives people the feeling of dignified and holy, like a gentle snow lotus, fragrant and noble.

The three of them looked at Ye Feng in unison, Ye Feng's appearance looked very ordinary, but some people always had an inner temperament that stood out from the group.

It's rare to buy such a large number of messy items at once, and moreover, these items seem to be completely unrelated, and there are even a lot of equipment that duplicate locations.

Ye Feng completely ignored the eyes of others, in his eyes, it seemed that there was only his own business forever, and some people could always completely ignore the things in the outside world, although the real nobility was polite, but he would never care about the evaluation of others.

The woman like a snow lotus has been silently watching Ye Feng's every movement, even one of Ye Feng's fingertips, she is also carefully observing, her thick eyelashes, accompanied by Ye Feng's every movement, let out a slight trembling.

"Is it him?" The thief lowered his head, turned his white face sideways, and asked softly to his fellow archers.

"It's a lot like, but that Kazeno's staff is ice white and light blue." The archer pursed her lips, she just saw Ye Feng take a crimson staff from the clerk, no matter how you look at the thin staff, it is very different from the Blessing Staff and the Ice White Staff.

"Maybe he's changed gear." The thief grasped one of the archer's hands, leaning lightly on her shoulder.

"Observe again." The archer clenched his companion's palm and whispered in response.

Ye Feng put away all the things he bought, turned around and walked out of the grocery store, he looked at the big clock in the center of the square, there was still a minute, and midnight was coming.

Meanwhile.

In that deep and indifferent dark space.

The old man seemed weaker than he had been a few minutes ago, his trembling fingers grasping the crumpled yellow parchment, a dark aura that felt like it was about to permeate before it had even penetrated the quaint lid.

"I, Moffett, will dissolve the seals of sin."

The old man's voice spoke strangely, and then, he opened the ancient seal. A faint black mist slowly drifted out of the box, and gradually, the black mist became denser, and even what people could see was a complete black depth, and there was no purer black than this!

The black mist wandered around, and everywhere it went, it showed signs of destruction and demise, and only the old man and Xue Mang could withstand its destruction.

"——— bell!" The clock of the Hidden City struck twelve.

Twelve times, like twelve months, each time has a completely different feeling in the ears of everyone, frozen, ephemeral, fragrant, cheerful, delicate, changeable, light, busy, colorful, harvested, weakened and radiant.

The bell is enough to resonate with everyone who hears it.

disappeared without a trace, and a system prompt that shocked the entire world of "Light" sounded: "Player Fengye intervenes in the plot of the system, and the second branch will be stimulated as the main line, and the 'Decline of Light' is about to be staged." ”