Inside, a withered corpse was found on the top floor, with a cold-glowing sword stuck in it.

When he got closer, he found that the Big Dipper on the sword body had a faint light, and at a glance he knew that it was a strengthened weapon.

Pulling out a hair and landing on the blade of the sword, he secretly praised the big sword after watching the hair break in two without the slightest pause, and then thought about whether to slash the sword on the corpse.

"Woo~hoo~ Senior brother, I'm sorry for your ......"

After the seven-star sword was pulled out, the nameless corpse was crying to himself, if Li Xiaoyao hadn't seen that he was wearing the clothes of a disciple of Shushan, a black donkey's hoof would have stuffed his mouth a long time ago!

The nameless corpse cried for a while, and after seeing that no one paid attention to him, he touched his tearless eyes and said coldly: "Who is your master?" Didn't he tell you that you weren't allowed to come in here?! ”

Li Xiaoyao didn't speak, and the nameless corpse immediately turned cold: "If you dare to disobey the ban of the master, let me teach you a lesson instead of your master!" ”

I saw that the nameless corpse skillfully used the Heavenly Master Talisman to punish the two, normally it should be Li Xiaoyao's body that dragged the Dionysian curse and was injured after a round of hard fighting. But Lin Yueru was worried about Li Xiaoyao's safety, or maybe she missed the feeling just now, she took out the last 5,000 yuan and threw it away, and smashed the nameless corpse to death.

This is a victory for the rich!

When he cleaned up the trophies, he found that the nameless corpse was very poor, and there was nothing to grow except for a seven-star sword that had been inserted in his body. And Li Xiaoyao's heart was calm without any waves, and he even wanted to laugh a little, "I'm really going to eat soil." ”

Lin Yueru took a closer look at the costume of the nameless corpse, and boldly guessed that he was Jiang Qing, a disciple of Shushan who entered the Lock Demon Tower many years ago. Li Xiaoyao, who was in a low mood, nodded, you said yes.

At this time, Jiang Wan'er, a girl who claimed to be the daughter of the nameless corpse, appeared. She was a little worried when she heard the movement here, but she had no other emotions other than a little sadness about her father's death, and she didn't have the slightest idea of seeking revenge on Lin Yueru.

On the contrary, Jiang Wan'er bowed to Lin Yueru and thanked Lin Yueru for freeing Jiang Qing's soul that had been suffering in self-blame for eighteen years and could not be freed.

When Jiang Wan'er bowed, Lin Yueru secretly winked at Li Xiaoyao, as if to say, you see, I guessed right. When Jiang Wan'er straightened up, Lin Yueru was as silent as before, with a slight apology.

Woman, your name is acting~!

……

It may be the first time to meet a human who can communicate, and Jiang Wan'er is very talkative in small talk. Lin Yueru also knew that Jiang Wan'er was born in the Lock Demon Tower eighteen years ago, half of the demon bloodline, and she was also the granddaughter of the Demon Venerable, so the monsters here would not offend her. (The Demon Venerable here is the leader of the Demon Clan, not a heavy building.) ）

Maybe in order to repay it, Jiang Wan'er not only did not ask Li Xiaoyao for the seven-star sword left by her father, but even took the initiative to tell them about the situation of unlocking the demon tower:

The monsters in the lock demon tower are very ferocious, and if humans break in, those monsters will besiege them in groups. Moreover, the youkai here believe that by eating ninety-nine humans, or a thousand youkai, they can get the power to leave here.

Although that rumor was just a lie that King Shuming of the Prison was trying to have fun with himself and make the monsters kill each other, the monsters believed it.

Because, since eating a big, crunchy chicken-flavored bug can give you a day's worth of protein and energy, eating that much will definitely make you stronger, right?

Jiang Wan'er's intelligence said that Zhao Ling'er and Anu should be at the lowest level of the Lock Demon Tower now, and the legend is full of -1 layers of demon water! As for the situation of the two, Jiang Wan'er has never been down, so it is not clear, and the specific situation can only be seen by Li Xiaoyao himself.

It's started, it's a man and it's a hundred floors~!

……

Bidding farewell to Jiang Wan'er, Li Xiaoyao finally realized the worship of the Lock Demon Tali Monster to the rumor.

Seeing the two humans appear, the monsters rushed towards them as if the cafeteria had opened!

"It's really a sense of déjà vu~!" Saying this, Li Xiaoyao's face also showed an interesting smile, "Since you monsters think that the canteen is open, then I will use the legendary spoon-shaking sword technique to deal with you." ”

Looking back, immersing his consciousness in the memories of the past, Li Xiaoyao seems to have returned to the time when he was in high school. At that time, the last class of every morning was lying on the desk, in the name of reducing consumption. But after waking him up after class \ school bell, he turned into a certain Xiang again, crossed many obstacles, passed through the crowd, and came to the dining window of the restaurant for the first time. At that time, his gaze always followed the fluttering spoon of the cafeteria aunt.

There are too many dishes in the spoon, and they are thrown upside down. There is meat in the dish, and it is thrown and shaken.

Li Xiaoyao carefully experienced the kind of artistic conception that could only be understood and could not be expressed, and at the same time, his body moved.

So the youkai saw that the dry (thin) human in front of them had the audacity to rush into their ranks, but the sword in the hand of the human seemed to have an invisible magic power, which always attracted their attention.

Shake and shake, shake and shake...... It's obviously a very ordinary action, but the eyes of the monsters seem to be glued and follow the shadow of the sword, even if the consequence of losing their mind is their own death.

The monsters are like stakes that only turn their eyes, and all Li Xiaoyao needs to do is slash his sword at the vital point of the monster, and that's it.

Coming back to her senses, Li Xiaoyao found the death of the monsters and Lin Yueru's complicated gaze not far away, she said, "Xiaoyao, your swordsmanship just now feels delicious." ”

Li Xiaoyao: "Clams? ”

……

Thinking carefully about what he did just now, but spinning and jumping is useless, and the awkward dance is quite good, Li Xiaoyao himself feels inexplicable.

He gestured twice, and Lin Yueru next to him gave the analogy of steamed buns and a big meal.

"So, am I enlightened? can match the current scene, there is always a sense of déjà vu that I am killing people in my dreams, is my word Mengde? Wait, I don't seem to have that kind of thing. ”

Shaking his head vigorously, since he can't figure it out, I'll talk about it later, maybe when I thought of it in a flash of inspiration?

Walking and stopping along the way, Li Xiaoyao is also basically familiar with the artistic conception swordsmanship that he inexplicably comprehended-turning the spoon.

He found that as long as he regarded the enemy as the cubs waiting for his gifts in front of the dining window, the power of artistic conception would gradually rise.