Eventually, I decided to go on the road with Uncle Starring and see him off this hellish place. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, Nangong Zaoye is a player after all, and she doesn't want to waste her limited time escorting a ragged NPC, so after saying goodbye to me, she goes deep into the valley and continues her journey of discovery.

To be honest, I was faintly worried about her choice.

After all, respawn points are an element that players rely on to survive in their exploration, but since we walked into this valley, we haven't found a single respawn point.

Although we succeeded in finding a settlement along the way, following the farmer's instructions, the local residents were reluctant to open up too many functions to us due to the exclusive and secretive nature of the settlement.

Even the basic elements of repair and trading, such as blacksmiths and grocery stores, are closed to us, let alone resurrections.

So, my concern for her is not unfounded.

"Young man, is it okay for me to call you 'Long Night'?" Uncle Star Ring was driving the road with a bamboo stick in front of him, and suddenly turned back to me and said.

"Ahh Without warning, a voice woke me up from my thoughts, and I nodded subconsciously, "Of course, uncle." ”

Star Ring turned his head and pressed the brim of his straw hat and said, "The reason why I ask you this is because I feel the malice around me. ”

"And those faint malices are coming at us." He didn't look back, his voice getting quieter and deeper, "So if we're going to be in a fighting state for a while, I'll have to give you a catchy name first." ”

"Just call me Star Ring or Uncle, remember to keep your nerves tense at all times, because ...... Something that is eyeing us seems a bit much. The sound of the bamboo stick in Xinghuan's hand touching the ground gradually became softer, and there was a faint laugh in his voice.

This uncle...... What is his origin?

The resolute back in front of me was now set off by his laughter in my heart, like a war maniac.

Surrounded by countless malice, his tone did not tremble in the slightest, but smiled softly.

I think...... This has probably become a craving.

"Shhhhh......hh ”

Who?

They?

Who are they?

Who's coming? Why don't I see anything?

The lonely duo stood in the middle of the valley like a piece of meatloaf. On either side are the slices of bread that hold us in between.

The shadows of the mountain walls seeped into the valley like ink, and in the faint echo of the unknown, it seemed that something was really surging quietly like a tide.

Star Ring held his breath, and I didn't say a word, quietly waiting for his movements.

At this moment, the uneasiness of the entity in my heart gradually opened its big mouth and slowly swallowed me in it.

……

Jinyu stretched out her hands and pulled at a pile of broken bricks in the corner of the room.

Even though she tried to lighten the movements of her hands, her innate strange power still made her accidentally push too hard.

"Ah, please be a little lighter." A young man's voice came faintly from the rubble, as if Jinyu's actions just now hurt the people buried underneath.

"Shut up for me, the wounded don't speak, just lie down in peace." Although his mouth was not sharp, the movements in Jin Yu's hands still slowed down significantly.

The upper part of the rubble was gradually turned over by Jinyu piece by piece, revealing the head buried underneath.

As if sensing the faint light and the smell of fresh air mixed with the smell of blood, the young man gradually opened his eyes and looked at the god-like woman who was rescuing him in front of him.

"Teach...... The young man smiled...... the dried blood covered most of his face and stuck to his hair.

"Didn't this king tell you to shut up!" Jin Yu couldn't bear to treat the warrior in front of her viciously, but she had to tell him to stop talking, so as not to aggravate his injuries.

"No, I mean to ...... Thank you. The young man smiled and closed his eyes.

"Hey, don't scare me." Seeing this, Jin Yu stopped the excavation work in his hand and put his hand on his face instead, "You speak, this is not what this king told you to shut up." ”

"Give me a face, do you know who is in front of you now?" Jin Yu put her head close to the man's ear and shouted at him, "It's your sovereign, the Pope of the Weaving Star Country!" ”

But the young man didn't seem to want to give her that face.

His eyes were still closed, and his smile was still pure.

"Damn." Jin Yu finally withdrew her hand from his face, her tone full of unwillingness and sadness, "I...... I didn't even know what your name was until the end. ”

Jinyu slowly plunged her hands into the deep pile of rubble again.

In one fell swoop, turning over the bricks and stones that had buried the young man who had died young.

Because in her heart, this young man should not be buried here.

The stones that were too small, Jin Yu threw them away one by one.

The bricks were too big, and Jin Yu crushed them into small stones, and then threw them away one by one.

As one stone after another was dug up by Jin Yu, the young man buried deep in the middle finally revealed his full picture in front of Jin Yu's eyes.

However, it may not be accurate to say the whole picture.

Because the young man's body from the chest down has completely disappeared.

It can be said that it is already a miracle that he can respond to Jinyu's call in the communicator, and that he can support her until she arrives here.

A miracle of life.

Jin Yu looked at the scene in front of her, and her heart stopped in place as if it had been hit by a huge pendulum.

As a former Sister of the Iron Fist and now the Pope of Destruction, Jinyu has experienced countless battles, and in those battles, the enemies she smashed with her fists have long been indifferent to her sea of memory.

Torn corpses, severed corpses, hammered corpses, whatever the style, she has long been used to it.

However, when she saw the body of the young man in front of her, her body trembled involuntarily.

Not because of fear, but because the grief was too pure and too intense.

At this point, the scientific research team of the Weaving Star Country in the Wanye Desert was all killed, except for Pope Jinyu.

And this is a piece of history that can never be observed in the eyes of players who are tired of leveling up and pushing monsters, and it belongs only to the inhabitants of this game.

Above the desert, the wind blows. Spread the blood in the air.

The battlefield that was once in dire straits is now only desolate and bloody.

However, under the half-rotten tree, there was still a small place where blood had not been stained, and it was as calm as paper.

In that silent corner, a lonely tombstone still stands silently in place.

It's just that next to it, there is an identical wordless monument at some point.