Thinking so, Jiang Yuan secretly found Oliver, the third elder of the Thousand Stars, and clearly expressed his wishes, hoping that he could let Wren out. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the situation is somewhat unusual.

After Oliver boldly agreed, when he heard that it was Wren's name, he suddenly became ambiguous, and directly perfunctory Jiang Yuan.

Why won't he let Wren out? The truth inside is intriguing.

In the following days, Jiang Yuan seemed to be more desperate than ever in the eyes of others. After a day of continuous missions, every time I came back, I was a little injured, and after a little rest at the therapist's side, I went into battle again.

It's just a tight spring, and it refuses to relax all the time. Seeing her doing this, many well-wishers tried to persuade her to take a break, but they all hit the nail in the cold.

Jiang Yuan, who couldn't get an answer from Qianxing, planned to increase his strength so that he could have a harder right to speak.

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On a low mountain peak in the Extremely Cold Ice Field, Jiang Yuan was buried in the ice and snow, staring intently at the target. It was a powerful beast-shaped ice beast that seemed to be enjoying the ice and snow, and was lazily lying on the ground.

Boom!

The barrel of the gun with a black hole made a stinging sound that pierced the eardrum.

Before the ice beast could react, it fell to the ground softly, Jiang Yuan waited for half an hour in the severe cold for this shot, stood up and shook off the snowflakes, she shivered.

Walk over and put the ice core into the system space, and start looking for the next target. The sound of a silent gunshot hovered in the air, and each pull of the trigger represented the death of an ice beast, but there were exceptions.

The prey that Jiang Yuan was eyeing this time was a leopard-type ice beast known for its swiftness, its limbs were narrow and powerful, and as soon as the sound of bullets breaking through the air sounded, it raised its head vigilantly and pounced to the side, looking at Jiang Yuan's position from afar, and fled into the ice ditch as if flying.

"Cut."

Looking at the delicate spear in his hand, Hatyre's words seemed to linger in his ears. With the improvement of his strength, Jiang Yuan has been using various skills very awkwardly since last month, and he has always failed to achieve the desired effect.

Her hero is the 'Phi City Policewoman', who has a mid-to-high range and, like the leopard ice beast, is adept at nimble attacks. But this is not what Jiang Yuan wants. She stared intently at the black barrel that looked like a work of art, and the contradictory and tangled emotions flooded into her heart, and she whispered, "No, it's not like that, it should be more powerful and faster." ”

Each one has their own style, and as they go through more and more battles, they will gradually become solidified in them. In general, this fighting style is closely related to the hero they belong to. For example, Rennes' hero is the Wind Swordman, so he is biased towards offense and plays aggressively. Kayue is the goddess of the bright moon, an assassin type, who is known for her speed.

It stands to reason that Jiang Yuan will adapt to the hero of the Picheng policewoman and gradually move closer to a flexible style. That's what she thought at first, but the more time she spent with the Anomalous, the more she felt that the hero wasn't for her.

Jiang Yuan likes to stay in the dark and deliver a fatal blow in silence, but the heroic characteristics of the Picheng policewoman obviously do not possess this. Even though her ultimate damage is high, it takes a certain amount of time to aim, and as long as the opponent has excellent perception, she can easily dodge.

The discerning Hatayr saw this, so he persuaded Jiang Yuan to choose a hero again more than once. When he first heard about his suggestion, Jiang Yuan was surprised, the hero decided that he could change it in the future?

The answer is indeed yes, but it takes a lot of risk, and the specific implementation process is similar to the broken spirit core, similar to Daigo empowerment, first all the skills and powers of the ability are abolished, and then a powerful rank is used as a medium to input new spiritual power.

The risk is equivalent to nine deaths, so Jiang Yuan has been hesitating.

Carrying the spear that had accompanied him in countless battles on his shoulder, Jiang Yuan felt a trace of disgust in his heart. Ever since becoming a Soul Gatherer, it has always seemed to hinder itself in battle, like a 100-meter sprinter with a sandbag strapped to it, unable to take it off.

The first time he heard Hatayr talk about this, Jiang Yuan planted a seed in his heart, but the seed had just produced seedlings at that time, and it was too fragile, but with Hartair's many reminders, coupled with Thor's defeat a few days ago, the stimulation that Eve gave her was like rain fertilizer, watering the seed seedlings and growing strongly.

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On this day, after Jiang Yuan, who had harvested seven ice cores, returned, he went directly to Hatyre's tent.

Jiang Yuan knocked on a brown wooden door, and his voice came from inside: "Who?" Come on in. ”

When I opened the door, I saw that the interior was very luxuriously furnished, with three large fluorescent stone illuminated rooms warmly, animal skin carpets underfoot, longbows of various styles hanging on the walls, and a shelf made of precious wood, neatly placed with feathered arrows.

Jiang Yuan bowed slightly, "Lord Hatair, I came to you this time to ask for something. ”

Hatyre, who was reclining on the sofa, was overjoyed when he heard this, and put down the red wine glass in his hand, "Decided?" ”

"Yes." Jiang Yuan nodded.

"Okay, my old man can find an heir, this time I'm happy." With a smile on his face, Hartay asked again as if confirmed: "The risk is very high, you won't be reckless and impulsive, right?" ”

"No, I've made up my mind." Jiang Yuan's tone was sonorous, staring straight at him.

"Okay, in that case, I'll take you to the old man, come with me." Hartaïr straightened the folds in his shirt in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and the two set off.

Hataïr's father's name is Ha'Or, and the two soon reach their destination, a simple wooden hut in a civilian area.

In front of the wooden house, there are fields with sprouts, and on the surface they look no different from ordinary civilians. Jiang Yuan was surprised: "Lord Haou is here?" ”

"Well, the old man likes to be quiet, and a few years ago he was seriously wounded in a war, and he didn't think he was worthy of the title of rank, so he moved out of the castle." Hatyre smiled bitterly, "He has a strong sense of self-esteem and is very face-saving, and when he gets old, he looks at his skills and no one inherits them, and he is depressed all day long." ”

Jiang Yuan glanced at the bow and arrow on his back and suddenly moved. The heroes of the ranged class are roughly divided into three attack methods: magic, guns, bows and arrows, and the hero that Hatayr decided by nature is to use a bow and arrow, which is not related to the spear style, and he does not dare to break the spirit core rashly, so it is Jiang Yuan's turn.

The hut in front of me was not only shabby, but also dilapidated. The window paper is yellowed, the big hole is broken, and even the roof lacks bricks and tiles.

Hataïr knocked the door, but there was no response, and he shouted angrily: "Old man, here I am!" ”

An old voice like a male duck's voice came out: "Get out of here, you brute still knows how to come and see Lao Tzu!" ”

Being scolded in front of Jiang Yuan, Hatayer's face did not change, and continued: "If you don't open the door again, I will leave with someone!" ”

After a moment of silence, there was a chaotic sound in the room, and it seemed that the other party was impatient. With a bang, the door opened.

A sloppy old man with silver hair and a dirty white robe came out to look around, and instantly found the target Jiang Yuan.

"Oh oh oh, the little girl is here? Sit inside and sit inside. The sloppy old man was Ha'ou, his eyes were sunken in his sockets, his hair was oily, and the moment the door opened, Jiang Yuan was almost overwhelmed by the smell inside.

His son Hartaïr pinched his nose and complained, "Are you pooping all the way inside?" I'll find you a servant, but you don't want it. ”

"Get out, old man, I'm in good spirits!"

Ha'o glared at him, waved his hand like a chicken, and motioned for Hatyre to get out. Then he took Jiang Yuan's hand and said, "Let's go, it's a broken spirit core, right?" We're talking about it inside. ”

Jiang Yuan had the heart to refuse, looked at Hatail's helpless appearance with his hands spread, sighed, and followed the old man in.

The door was closed, and the vision was dim, but fortunately, Ha'o took out a piece of fluorescent stone and lit it, and the hall lit up.

The air was filled with a sour smell, the garbage on the ground was in pieces, and there was no place to put your feet, and the black sweet potatoes that had been gnawed on half were thrown in the corners casually, and some of them grew hair for too long. Jiang Yuan's eyelids jumped, and he had the idea of patting his ass and leaving.

"Your hero is very unsuitable for you, let it continue like this, your limit will be the most gold." The old man's words dispelled Jiang Yuan's idea of leaving.

Looking directly at Ha Ou, Jiang Yuan was shocked in his heart, although this person had a sloppy and dirty appearance, the essence exposed in those cloudy eyes all showed that he was once a strong man!

Putting the three views back on the table, Jiang Yuan hinted to himself that this old man is also a gold after all, and it is not as simple as he imagined.

Ha'ou's expression was solemn, at this moment he couldn't see the appearance of an old man, his eyes were like lights in the dark, and he saw through all the secrets of Jiang Yuan.

"How determined are you? The Shattered Spirit Core is no small matter. Haou said after pondering.

Jiang Yuan's eyes flickered, and he replied categorically: "Either you succeed or you die." ”

There is no turning back from what she decides, even if there is a wall in front of her, Jiang Yuan will go to the end! It's like when she was in the Welfare Cave, she lost her left hand and broke through the barrier!

Haou's eyes fluctuated, nodded imperceptibly, and said secretly: This character and eyes, the policewoman in Picheng is not suitable for her at all.

With a flash of light, Hao Ou took out four scrolls from the system space, threw them into Jiang Yuan's hand, and said, "Give you a month to hone your martial arts as soon as possible, if the phase is not good, even if you beg me, I won't help you break the spirit core." After all, old man, I want a living heir. ”

After accepting the scroll, Jiang Yuan was driven out, and the last thing Ha'o said was, "If the power you use these martial arts is not up to the level of your own heroic skills, don't come to me." ”

Jiang Yuan stood outside in a daze, looking at the closed door, and thought with a smile: What is going on with this old man, his face changed so quickly. Is it because of my own lack of determination?

The scrolls in his hand seemed to release a faint temperature, Jiang Yuan glanced at them hotly, and their attributes appeared in the system interface.

'Man Dance Grenade': Throws a grenade at the target, dealing area-of-effect explosion damage.

'Deadly Brilliance': Long-range shooting, precision.

'Crowd Dump': Unleashes an invisible trap that, when triggered, activates an explosion.

'Perfect curtain call': ultra-long-range shooting, with great power.

Sweeping the four skills one by one, Jiang Yuan said softly: "Drama Master, Ember." ”

Unlike the Leather City Policewoman, he is not very flexible in comparison, but he is better at attacking with powerful attacks.

One by one, he felt a lot of information pouring into his mind, the action of holding the gun, how the spiritual power worked, and the angle of shooting were all understood, and Jiang Yuan had an urge to fight with the ice beast immediately!

But the tired body needed to rest and replenish energy, Jiang Yuan suppressed his excitement and returned to the tent.

When he entered, he saw Thor sitting on the bed, as if he had been hit by something, and his face was distracted.

It's no wonder that with his arrogant and arrogant character, it's unimaginable that he will lose. Jiang Yuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, walked to the cubicle by himself, and lay down on the bed to sleep.

"Ah, damn it!"

Thor on the other side suddenly roared, blasting the sandbags in front of him, and then hurriedly packed his luggage and walked out. Jiang Yuan was woken up by him, glanced at him and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Thor said without looking back: "Ice and Snow Mountain! ”

After he left, Jiang Yuan was the only one left in the huge tent, and he was usually used to the noise of Sol, but now he felt a little lonely.

"Mountains of ice and snow? Eve broke into the ice and snow mountain alone and came back alive, and he also learned? Hmph, naïve. Jiang Yuan commented in a low voice, but judging from the expression on her face, it was obvious that she didn't think so in her heart.

As we all know, the place where ice beasts are born is the Ice and Snow Mountain. There are endless ice beasts there, and they are so dangerous that even the platinum powerhouses can't penetrate deeply, and if you're not careful, you'll be besieged.

It's okay if it's an ordinary ice beast, but over there, there are not a few ice and snow beasts of this level, and it's a very difficult thing to get in and come back alive. Often the strong like to go to such dangerous places to hone their strength in desperate situations.

She muttered, "Am I supposed to go somewhere?" ”

In the days that followed, Tie Plug was rejuvenated after being replenished with food and personnel. Although the offensive of the ice beast group has not decreased, it is obvious that the high-end combat power is much less, and the ice and snow monsters appear on fewer and fewer occasions, and it seems that they are gradually ushering in the dawn of victory.

Balocar, who had always been sad, smiled, and from time to time got together with Tag and Oliver to drink two glasses of wine, and the warriors below were not idle, and they had many common topics after drinking, such as the cold woman of Qianxing, what was the matter.

Everything is going in a good direction, even the Thousand Stars and the Tower of Light far away in the sky.

The high-level inside the Light Tower had been discussing fiercely all day long how to establish a good relationship with the Azure Blade, and Dookaro was carefully planning a plan to retaliate against Wren, but the three elders who had been accustomed to him did not care much about this matter this time.

The three elders put more of their minds on that Miss Caritro, and they were determined to train Dookaro to be a heroic and handsome person, if they could marry that young lady...

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In Qianxing, there was also good news for Rennes, and two days later Kayue returned under the leadership of Moss.

The remaining traces of the scar could be faintly seen on his face, and the iron door of the warehouse opened, and Ka Yue suddenly heard the sound of weapons clashing and panting.

Coloros had his back to him, his shield tightly in front of him, his body covered in sweat, and the ground under his feet rubbed white marks.

At this moment, Wren was launching a series of attacks, their expressions were serious and solemn, as if this was not a competition, but a life-and-death battle.

"How long have they been practicing?" Ka Yue said softly.

Moss shrugged, "From morning to noon, it didn't stop, and it was like that for a few days. ”

"All so?" Kayue muttered this, her fists clenched. The two guys were so involved in the fight that they didn't even notice their arrival, he picked up the scimitar that had been placed on the side and shouted, "Bastards, I'm back!" ”

At this time, the two people in the fierce battle separated, and Wren was stunned, gritted his teeth and stared at Ka Yue, finding that the latter's expression and attitude were normal, and he seemed to have forgotten what happened a few days ago.

"Hey, what are you doing in a daze, to fight swords? See if you've grown? Kayue squinted and smiled.

Wren didn't know what to say, "Sorry the other day. ”

"It's fine."

Ka Yue didn't care, and looked at him deeply: "Didn't we make an appointment with Jenny?" Half a month later, give him some color to see! Speaking of this, Ka Yue's tone showed resentment that could not be concealed, and he patted Wren on the shoulder heavily, "Are you going to take down the iron torture and fight him?" If it doesn't work, you can change me. ”

Wren shook his head, his eyes flashing with murderous intent, "No, I'm coming!" ”

What Jenny forced him to do, it was still uncomfortable to be killed by Wren! Kayue's helpless screams seemed to be in his ears, and Jenny gave him a taste of fear and helplessness once again.

These are firmly remembered by Wren, and then they will be doubled back! Whether it's Mimer, Nador, or Jenny in front of him, Wren will step on one step at a time, crushing them under his feet.

Fists are power, and when one day, Wren's fists are harder than theirs, it will be the end of these people.

Looking at their conversation, it seemed that Jenny's death was a foregone conclusion, and Moss didn't know whether to say that they were confident or arrogant, and sighed, "Come on, tell me if you want to cancel." ”

The three of them turned their heads at the same time, their bright eyes were like wolves in the night, and they said in unison: "No! Moss's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but believe the words of this group of people, and then walked out of the warehouse in a daze. It wasn't until he was about to walk back to the office that he remembered that he hadn't said a thing, and ran back in anger.

After Ka Yue joined the training, the pressure on Kororos was much greater, and with a bang, the moon god came, and he retreated to the iron gate again and again, and Moss just walked in, "By the way, I have something to tell you." ”

Wren wondered, "Why didn't you say it just now?" ”

Moss blushed, how could he be embarrassed to say that he was frightened by your eyes? After coughing twice, he hid his embarrassment and said, "Actually, there is something I need your help with." ”

"What?" Wren thought to himself that Moss had helped them a lot, and he would help as much as he could.

"It's not a big deal, yesterday part of the mine collapsed, and several prisoners were killed in Room 17, and there is a temporary shortage of manpower, so you guys can go and top it for a day." Moss gets straight to the point.

It's nothing to go to the mine for a day's work, but what Wren cares about is whether this day is a holiday? Moss laughed: "Of course this day doesn't count. ”

Since this is nothing, Wren simply agreed, and Coloros had no opinion. Ka Yue complained, but unfortunately it was useless.

"I'm going to meet at the mine tomorrow, so you don't need me to come over and tie you up, right?" Moss folded down the sentence and left.

It was not early, and after the three of them trained for a while, the old man in the cafeteria brought the meal, and Kororos and Wren, who had finished the meal, fell asleep on the bed, and the high load of training and physical strength was unbearable at all, leaving Ka Yue alone with the scimitar.

He practiced his skills for a while, and after being a little sleepy, he put his weapon in the corner and prepared to lie down to sleep, when he noticed something unusual. Kororos's tower shield was placed next to it, and on the heavy shield there were staggered white marks, which God knows how many times it had been struck.

Wren's long sword is also on the side, and you can see that there are a lot of bumps on both sides of the blade, and the hilt is also deformed. A few days before Ka Yue fell into a coma, there was no such change, his heart was cold, he was completely sleepy, and he picked up the scimitar again and waved it alone.

Starting with the most basic horizontal split, he gradually rehearsed the luna sprint, and when he felt exhausted, he fell asleep on the bed like Wren.

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After eight o'clock in the morning, the three people lying on the wooden bed still did not have the intention of waking up, the training was too tired, and they were used to getting up at nine o'clock these days.

Snoring loudly, one slept more than the other, and forgot all about Moss's words yesterday.

"Pee, pee." Wren opened his eyes and cut it, his good dream was interrupted by a bubble of urine, and he reluctantly wandered to the vicinity of the pit, ripped open his pants and began to make a noise.

The clear water column shot halfway, and Wren's chaotic head gradually sobered up, and instantly remembered that there was still something to do, and looked at the light through the window, and was shocked: By the way, I have to go to the mine!

Looking back, Coloros and Kayue were still sleeping under the quilt, the corners of his mouth twitched, and these two bastards had forgotten?

Wren yelled and lifted the quilt of the two, and said anxiously: "Let's go, today is not a holiday!" ”

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"Tsk, what's going on with the three bastards Wren?" Moss walked back and forth impatiently, clutching the whip in his right hand, thinking to himself that he would give them another five minutes, and before he could come, he would wake them up with the whip.

The prisoners in cell 17 have long been lined up neatly, the bald head and the familiar big round head are shining, I heard Moss say that the three prisoners who came back today are temporarily vacant, when is this coming, and they are not coming?

Let a law enforcement team member wait, what is the origin of those prisoners, tired and crooked?

The bald head has been in the black prison for six or seven years, and it is the first time he has seen such an arrogant prisoner, even if he has to pretend to be a son in front of the law enforcement team, after all, you are not an opponent of others with iron torture, and you don't even have human rights.

The short man who was smashed in his left hand by Jenny gloated with a look of schadenfreude. After he himself was unlucky, he wished that all the people around him were unlucky, although the few prisoners he had never met did not know who it was and which cell they were transferred from, but it was taboo to be late for this kind of thing in the black prison. (To be continued.) )