412. Gathering (1)

Fourth, get together

Otherworldly.

The sky was overcast, as if it were the silence before a strong storm was brewing, and the sky was shrouded in thick dark leaden clouds, and everywhere it was gloomy.

In the deep forest, even the color of the green leaves and green grass seems to be dry, and there is a bleak scene of mountain rain coming from far and near.

Ji Qingqing was dressed in pale cyan armor, and walked through the deep forest by himself, trampling on this deep silence.

If you look closely, you can find that the eyes of the horse that Ji Qingqing is riding are deep-set, and there are no eyeballs in between, and between the gaps in the heavy armor of the tall black war horse, it is not skin and flesh, but gloomy smoky gray bones.

This is a district of skeleton warhorses!

In the depths of the endless jungle, from time to time flew out of various strange shapes, like creatures-like objects, whenever at this time, the eyes of the skeleton war horse without pupils would faintly reveal a faint green smoke, cyan smoke at an incredible speed around the entanglement, the ghost and strange objects rolled up, then bound and contracted, became extremely small, instantly inhaled into the terrifying eye sockets and disappeared without a trace.

As the footsteps of the war horse let go, taking Ji Qingqing to intervene in the deeper part of the jungle, the appearance of monsters became more frequent, almost every second a monster would jump out, and the absorption frequency of green smoke accelerated, but there were still fish that slipped through the net from time to time, occasionally crashing into the owner of the skeleton war horse or riding.

The long sword on Ji Qingqing's waist was drawn leisurely, and the green light bloomed violently between the swings, flashing with jade or glass-like brilliance in the gloomy light of the other world, and the monsters screamed and turned into smoke and dust, absorbed by the long sword, and from this slender sword body, a looming necromantic aura gradually lingered.

If a player comes to the deep forest here, when they can find that Ji Qingqing's long sword is wielding fast, it is the limit of the warrior profession under the blessing of the martial arts.

It is not uncommon for swords to dance into flowers, let alone be amazing, such as Fire Feather Evil Cloud, Sharp Weapon, Wild Mountain Pear, and even the best of the high-sensitivity professions such as Yun Feiyang and Shadow Moon Sect can do it, and the Southern Tiger General, Rich Girl, including Qian Mao, who have learned seventy new skills, are blessed with agility and can be done more easily.

But Ji Qingqing's long sword is not an ordinary flower shape, it can be moderately controlled by the player's mind, this flower shape will produce a variety of shape changes, can be large or small, can be round, but also can form a narrow or oblate posture, the maximum radius of the vertical and horizontal scale of the flower can reach ten yards! Far beyond the range of any heaven-level kill.

This is a god-level help skill of the samurai class, which can bring a group damage effect to ordinary attacks, and it has an extraordinary and distinct improvement in the combat effectiveness of the samurai class, which is a god-level skill: Phantom Flower.

In this other world that Demon Dao players can't enter at the moment, Ji Qingqing is already a god-level warrior!

In the advance of the deep forest, the speed of the war horse was faster, and the empty eye sockets no longer showed green smoke, and the monsters that appeared frequently on the way were stopped by Ji Qingqing's long sword, and then turned into smoke and dust and were absorbed by the sword body.

The skeleton war horse suddenly neighed, and suddenly stopped in front of a hut in the bushes, at this time, the necromantic aura lingering on the sword body was already as thick as ink, clearly visible, and the necromantic aura spread out, enveloping Ji Qingqing's entire person and the entire huge body of the war horse.

Ji Qingqing flew off his horse in the smoke and dust of the necromantic breath, the long sword shook slightly, the heavy smoke and dust scattered, turned into wisps of black smoke, and quickly threw himself into the pair of eye sockets of the war horse, and the war horse made a strange wheezing sound in his throat, expressing his excitement in an indescribably strange state.

The firewood door of the hut was closed, Ji Qingqing did not push and pull the firewood door, but strode away, the armored figure suddenly blurred and fainted, and the whole person suddenly became translucent, as if it was quietly absorbed by the firewood door, and in a blink of an eye, he was already standing in the house.

The barrier in the hut is a kind of jade enclosure that can be seen as far as the eye can see, and the cyan finger-wide jade emits a faint cold light, and there are countless pillars, firmly enclosing the boundary in the house.

There was a middle-aged man sitting on the stone bench, who had bowed his head in contemplation, but at this time he raised his head leisurely, with a warm and warm smile, but dozens of creases were stacked on that white face, and said with a smile: "Qingqing, when will you kill me?" ”

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The fire god feels that he is actually not the kind of person who likes to complain, because he hates people who are happy to complain, but whenever he faces the rich girl, he often can't help but refute it, of course, he doesn't think that he is complaining about anything, he firmly believes that this is all deliberately provoked by the rich girl.

For example, at this moment, he only did the task of cleaning up the ashes for more than ten minutes, and Fuguimei asked him why he was so slow? Then she complained that this time should be used to farm monsters and level up, and that changing spawn points was troublesome, laborious, and pointless.

Yes, the god of fire made this clear, it was the rich girl who wanted to complain, not him! What's more, there are rich sisters' brother Qian Mao who are doing tasks at the same time, and there are rampaging pigs, why do you just point to him Yanshen?

So he retorted, "We're about the same, and you're not necessarily much faster than me." ”

"What do you think we're doing here? What can you do for Ah Huo? Fuguimei didn't raise the bar with him again, and asked this question that had been asked many times.

"I don't know, anyway, I'm in his assassination alliance, and I also signed a contract with Ah Huo!" The fire god smiled: "There is a stipulation in the contract, at least five times a month, I will help him kill people, well, I am a very useful person." He nodded his head, agreeing with his opinion.

The rich girl gave him a blank look and was silent; Qian Mao sighed and didn't speak.

Berserk Pig smiled: "I'm here to get the book, it's extremely hidden!" When you're done, you don't want to stay here, so you can go back. I just don't know ......."

"Retire the dragon slayer knife and go back? Looking for the War Holy Alliance to sell themselves? Qian Mao was unhappy, and there was some annoyance in his voice, "I think it's quite strange, how did you come to this point?" ”

"Just listen to him foolishly, let's come, it's really a bit stupid!" The rich girl is even more unhappy.

"Supposedly, Ah Huo is not ...... As far as I know! The god of fire felt that saying this was a bit suspicious of betraying his friend, and continued: "It depends on Ah Huo's layout, all kinds of assumptions, he is definitely not a person without a plan, let us come, it will be useful, a person like him will never do a loss-making business...... Absolutely no idlers! You can rest assured. ”

"I'm even more upset if you say that. Little sister is right, what can we do? Wen can't settle accounts......" Raging Pig paused, and then said: "By the way, Xiao Yan is very fast in settling accounts, you can do a bookkeeping accountant or something, I don't know what I can do anyway, although I don't want to admit it, but I'm really not a master...... Qian Mao, you brothers and sisters can, you have seventy-level magic skills, which is much stronger than ordinary players! Extremely effective concealment effect, to be honest, I think the horizontal comparison will definitely not be able to do you both. ”

"Forget it, that's all for now...... But have you noticed? Qian Mao suddenly said: "Let's follow Ah Huo and Pear to brush eighty-level monsters, it feels like it's more powerful than before, at least it's easier...... Probably an illusion, I'm talking nonsense. ”

I didn't speak anymore, in fact, as far as these four people thought about it, they seemed to have feelings, but no one could be sure.

"It's not easy, guess the yarn! You will know if you find Ah Huo to practice, or if you don't open the skill, you can find the wound without a trace......" Yan Shen paused, and said: "As far as I know, the wound without a trace has not learned the martial arts mysteries, but he is really quite powerful!" I couldn't beat him before. ”

(End of chapter)