The impression Hua Ruoyu left in his heart was too strong, so Hua Qifeng subconsciously plucked out his ears, and he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Otherwise, how could this ancestor suddenly ask for help?

This does not fit her style.

What is most in line with Hua Ruoyu should be: Go away, the exploits are all the old lady's, whoever dares to interfere will abolish him!

"No way?" Lan Shuying twisted her eyebrows slightly, not too lost, Hua Qifeng's memory was missing, she knew this.

In Hua Ruoyu's memory, she didn't find anything related to the task or a way to contact her companions.

She thinks there should be, but this memory is also missing, as if someone has done it uniformly.

"Forget it, let me sort out the clues."

She waved her hand and slowly went to a high place to blow the wind, and her back gave people a free and uninhibited feeling.

Hua Qifeng was a little embarrassed, but he really couldn't think of it, and he wasn't interested in eating it anymore, so he just leaned on the stone in a daze.

He felt a little homesick. Even if he really succeeds in going offline, he is a loner, but he really wants to lie on his own single sofa and sleep steadily.

……

The Peak of Despair is the place where the gods have dwelt, the center of the world.

It was the territory of the witch, a pure land sealed by ice and snow. If the Emperor of the People kneeling there to ask for sin is the gatekeeper, then the one behind him is only a witch.

Defeat both of them to leave this world?

Lan Shuying curled the corners of her mouth mockingly, this is the world of witches, and the only way to win her in terms of strength is to win? So, what kind of trick is this?

She could feel that the key to solving the game was here.

But it's definitely not in this way.

Closing her eyes, the previous scene played slowly in her head, she was not a great detective, only looking for clues frame by frame.

If there is still nothing else to discover, there is only a dangerous move, and she will do what she originally thought.

The green-skinned monkey appeared, the soul was out of body, the dream world, Hua Ruoyu, and the palm of the human emperor......

Just thinking about it, Hua Qifeng suddenly beckoned to her: "Sister! I've got it! ”

"We can get that kid to spread the word and attract our companions through their players' mouths!" He said excitedly.

The time to play games is far away from him, but any game should have a world channel, right? They can continue to make up lies to attract more people, and maybe one of them is the person they are looking for.

Lan Shuying looked at him faintly.

"Sister...... I, did I say something wrong......" Hua Qifeng was nervous and apprehensive.

This look is so terrifying......

"It's fine." She paused, "That's a good idea. ”

He ruined the freshly popped inspiration, but the idea could be tried.

In the middle of the night, a sneaky shadow appeared near the house: "Cuckoo~Cuckoo~"

Hua Qifeng threw over a brilliant robe.

It is one of the meeting gifts in the cousin's storage bag, suitable for use during the foundation building period, this is the reward prepared for the Zixiao Crazy Dragon, with its value, it is also enough for the mercenary money in the future.

The implementation plan they discussed, Lan Shuying didn't ask much.

The cottage has successively ushered in several waves of players who have come to slaughter the boss, making a lot of contributions to the invisible experience bar of the sisters and brothers.

When she came for the first time, she reminded her not to kill that rich second-generation fat man.

But Hua Qifeng forgot about it, and Long Da Shao had the good wish of pretending to be a beauty, and he died back to the resurrection point in the first round, so he had to start over.

It took him a few days to retrain back to the early stage of Jindan and reappeared at the door of the cottage again.

"Yo, it's time for a gift again." Lan Shuying bent the corners of her mouth.

She thinks this guy is quite kind, ugly is ugly, and it is better to be sensible. Like a certain little fat man a long time ago, he is a fortune boy, and every time he comes, he gives experience and equipment, how well-behaved.

Hua Qifeng was also happy, wiped the blade of the sword and said, "I understand, I will never touch him for a while." "-To be sustainable, the fat man hasn't come these days, and the player team has lost more than half.

Suddenly, Lan Shuying noticed a strange aura nearby.

It was gone in a flash, and it was impossible to find it after that.

This person's realm is at least equal to her, and it is more likely to be higher than her.

She seems to be sitting in a tiger skin chair watching the battle, playing the role of a seriously injured person who has no ability to shoot, but in fact, she has been looking for that person.

Not long after, the player retreated, and Hua Qifeng lazily dragged the sword back.

A dark shadow shot straight at him.

Lan Shuying made a move, and the thing turned over nimbly, landed on the stone on the left, tilted its head and licked its bleeding front paws, and stared at her with a pair of green eyes gloomily.

"Meow!" It held its head high.

Accompanied by the terrible meow of the cat, there was also a continuous roar from the nearby mountains, and fierce beasts, large and small, galloped here one after another, vaguely forming an encirclement, enclosing them in it.

The black cat that attacked Hua Qifeng's heart only had the strength of the Jindan period, but its cry was strangely infectious, and the fierce beasts it summoned all had red eyes and stiff postures, as if they had been manipulated.

The highest strength turned out to be in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

You can see the resistance in the eyes of the primordial beast, and its movements are also very strange, and it desperately fights with a certain being for control of the body.

Maze, up.

The white mist consciously shrouded the fierce beasts, they had already been stimulated by the cat's meow, and began to kill each other in the fog with the white mist condensing as a signal!

The fierce beast level, which seemed to be the most difficult to deal with, was quietly resolved.

The air reverberated with the sound of the tip of the sword scraping against the ground, sharp, piercing, and continuous.

Lan Shuying subconsciously glanced at Hua Qifeng, who was dragging the long sword towards her, and saw a stunned look in his eyes.

There are others.

The black cat stopped screaming.

She watched the black cat jump affectionately on the passer's arm, and her green eyes were full of pride, as if the arrival of the master meant that the siblings had been sentenced to death.

The person who came didn't look very old, looked like a young man, dressed in a neat and delicate black background silver pattern samurai uniform, and carried a long sword upside down. The blade of the sword was dragged to the ground obliquely, covered with vein-like red lines, and before it could get closer, a thick smell of blood had already entered the nasal cavity.

The neatly folded black cloth covered the swordsman's eyes, his breathing was inaudible, and a person, a sword, and a cat walked here at the same time.

The most alive thing is not a man or a cat, but the magic sword that has drunk an unknown amount of human blood.

I can't see his eyes, but I can feel his gaze fixed on me.

The breath just now is him, and his strength is very strong.

"Stowaway, I'm coming...... Take your ...... Life. Let's get out of the sword. ”

He didn't seem to have spoken for a long time, his voice was hoarse, probably to ensure that the words didn't go out of sync, he said intermittently, invisibly showing the taste of attention.

Lan Shuying shook her head: "I don't understand what you mean, what is a stowaway?" We are not the only people who have crossed the entrance to the secret realm, is each one of them your target? ”

The swordsman was silent for a while, and then said slowly, "No, it's just you...... How dare an outcast exiled by God ...... Sneak back to this land...... You must, die. ”

As these words ended, his sword suddenly lit up red, dragging his body towards it.

Lan Shuying dragged Hua Qifeng to jump up the tower.

She saw that the swordsman did not use the sword as a weapon, on the contrary, he was a puppet of the sword.

There was a story about a little girl who finally put on her beloved red dancing shoes and never took them off again, and the dancing shoes carried her all the way down, even if she cut off her feet.

She looked at the blindfolded swordsman with pity.

Streams of broken spirit stones flowed from his fingers.

"I thought it would be a witch guard who came to us, but there are no witch guards in this world. I didn't expect you to become a lackey ......"

Feeling that this was the end, she raised her arms fiercely: "Nine Heavens Killing Array, get up!" ”

The swordsman's expression didn't move, and he said lightly: "Interesting......"

The sword carried its master, and slashed at them one move after another, and the vertical and horizontal sword qi left blood lines in the air, and from the white mist of the fierce beast fight, a torn beast flesh flew out, and as soon as it touched the blood line, it was neatly cut in half.

Hua Qifeng gasped.

Lan Shuying glanced at him, and the meaning in his eyes was: Look at others, and then look at you.

Furious, Hua Qifeng took out two flying swords, and rose into the air with the one in his hand, cutting off all the blood lines.

The swordsman is still attacking, and the target is Lan Shuying, the stronger of the two.

The blade of the sword pierced into the woman's heart.

The woman smiled weirdly, and her body bounced twice like jelly, bursting into the sky full of debris, scattering the swordsman's head and face.

He tried his best to stick out his tongue, licked a piece of minced meat on the side of his face, and tasted it, "Hehe, fake...... ......"

The figure of a woman appeared two meters in front of him to the left.

With a swing of the long sword, there was no sense of hindrance.

The woman's head rolled straight down to the swordsman's feet, and he kicked it, but it was a phantom.

Hua Qifeng's figure disappeared into the formation at some point.

The swordsman's expression grew colder and colder.

He has killed hundreds of phantoms, all kinds of deaths, horizontal slashing, vertical slashing, crisp and decisive stabbing, majestic slashing, none of which have caused real harm to women, he is just fighting a group of dummies!

No matter how subtle the move is, it fails to attract the enemy, it can only be summed up in one sentence: flattering eyes to the blind.

The swordsman's breath was scrambled.

But his sword moves were not chaotic, but more powerful.

As the blood continued to spread, the swordsman's sturdy body began to shrink, his hair turned white inch by inch, and his cheeks were wrinkled.

The speed of swinging the sword is getting faster and faster.

Burned with vitality, reckless of the consequences, only seeking to kill the enemy.

Hua Qi looked at the crazy blind swordsman below: "He should hate those puppets you made." ”

Lan Shuying looked at it lightly, and a knuckle-thick spirit stone powder had been piled up under his feet.

"He's a puppet himself. The sword is his master, and the witch is his faith. ”

"Witch?"

"Do you want to see him collapse?" Lan Shuying smiled slightly, it should be a relaxed demeanor, but the corners of her eyes and eyebrows showed the taste of fierceness and slaughter.

"The enemy will die." Hua Qifeng thought about it and replied seriously.

Three more high-grade spirit stones were lost, and this killing array, which fused multiple formations, began to show its power.

Nine figures appeared in the formation at the same time, each of them was exactly the same as Lan Shuying who was fighting outside the formation, and their aura was exactly the same, they appeared from different directions, stretching out their claws in the same posture to attack the swordsman who was already seriously impatient.

The swordsman swept away them, but a woman remained, her nails clasped around his sword, not caring that her five fingers were burning, and her other claw was smeared against his throat.

"Found you!" The swordsman perked up.

Hua Qifeng muttered, "Sister, this is not like your fighting style...... I always feel like they are missing something. ”

Lan Shuying smiled wistfully: "There is a lack of weapons." ”

In the past, her favorite thing to use was the poisonous claw, and the claw that carried the karmic fire was the natural enemy of all those with bad intentions.

The fire spirit was not born, and the fire was always much worse, and she didn't want to force herself.

With a slight flick of her fingers, the woman in the formation had an extra tactical knife in her hand, and she had a lot of contacts with the swordsman, which was very lively.

The rune array has changed again.

As the swordsman fought, he felt that his body was getting colder and colder, and his body was heavy, like a shackle on his feet, and the iron ball fell down the ravine on the ground into the abyss, trying in vain to fall him.

Excalibur, Excalibur, we will not be defeated, come on, kill all those who oppose God! The swordsman's mouth was wide open, and blood bubbles poured out of the corners of his mouth, staining the placket of his clothes red.

He didn't know that he was already saddled with the effects of the Weakness, Aging, Gravity, and Soul Snatching Quadruple Negative Formation, and that there was a magic sword that used him as a battery to absorb life force.

Until the swordsman fell, the black cloth on his face was cut by blood lines, revealing a pair of blank eyes, the eye shape was very beautiful, it was full peach blossom eyes.

"Rengui knows that he is stupid when he draws his sword in front of the magic sword puppet...... Lan Shuying manipulated a flying sword to cut off his hands and feet, and then picked his sword away, and said the next sentence unhurriedly: "Lai is in the talisman formation for most of the day and does not come out, you are really stupid." ”

The swordsman spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"You are not blind, but you are blindfolded, do you not want to see, you can't see, or you dare not see?"

"Look at this face, how beautiful it is, the first beautiful general of the Federation, actually knelt down and licked a broken sword, how many years have you licked it? You're so funny. ”

Lan Shuying patted his face, "Are you still awake, come on, let's have a good chat, talk about how you changed from a human to a dog, huh?" ”

Her poisonous tongue failed to impress the swordsman, but instead alarmed Hua Qifeng behind.

He carefully looked at the swordsman's face and burst out with an exclamation: "My God, Qiao Yinuo, it's you!" ”

The swordsman is old.

Even if the fourfold curse has dissipated, the nutrients that the magic sword has drawn from him will not be returned.

Ignoring those dazzling wrinkles, you can still vaguely see the demeanor of this year.

"I don't know, you ......"

Joe ...... Yinuo, who? ”

Hua Qifeng's astonishment turned to sympathy, and he hesitated and said, "Sister, why don't you help him heal?" Qiao Yinuo is an excellent soldier, he shouldn't be like this. ”

He actually meant to blame.

He said earlier that the enemy should be killed, but when he found out that the enemy was actually an old man, a comrade-in-arms and brother who had trained together, he felt that the swordsman was lying here with his limbs broken, which was really pitiful.

The swordsman spat out a mouthful of blood and scolded with a resolute face: "Stowaways, you will all die!" ”

With that, his head tilted to the side.

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