"I'm dead......" The powerful aura quietly collapsed in this sigh of decline.

The attenuation of the dark energy field sensed by TT40 also confirmed Wu Chen's intuition.

Whether it is counterattack or reversal, as an implementer, it is very cool. Wu Chen was physically and mentally refreshed at this time, and even walked in front of the skull guard captain who bowed his head and was silent, "I want to enter the room behind you." ”

"Well, no problem." The skeleton nodded, "But before you finish me off." ”

"You're not like them." Wu Chen rolled his wrist, "At least in your heart, there is still a bottom line to stick to." ”

Macbeth grinned and seemed to smile, "The bottom line? Hehe...... Funny young people. Your sword has put an end to my last obsession, please give me rest again. After speaking, Macbeth knelt on the ground with his sword and bowed his head at Wu Chen. Perhaps, he already knew Wu Chen's hidden strength.

Looking at the head delivered to his hand, Wu Chen sighed, and under the prompting of TT40, his five fingers opened and buckled Macbeth's Tianling cover.

With the devouring mode opened by the demigod-level small universe, the dark energy that was bound in Macbeth's cranial cavity surged out, turned into a thin stream of particles, and rushed into Wu Chen's palm. The constant flow of these particles of energy that carried self-consciousness was like a soul-tearing pain, and even the strong warrior in front of him could not bear it. Macbeth held the skeleton of the sword, all trembling.

But he never said a word.

It wasn't until the moment before the core consciousness was exhausted that Macbeth suddenly spoke in a brainwave way: "Fight, Richard Nargu...... The last heir. ”

"Obtained the complete swordsmanship of the ancient school of Richard Nal, and the information is being updated and entered......" TT40 sent a hint with a slight surprise: "Grade evaluation: ☆. ”

Images flow through my mind like a movie. The sword moves that I had previously learned from a few miscellaneous soldiers have been completely refreshed. Every part of Wu Chen's body was eager to try. I want to keep up with the pace of thought.

It seems like a long, long time. When Wu Chen jumped out of his divergent thinking tiredly, he realized that it was only a second. Fortunately, by reading Macbeth's memories, Wu Chen found that he was not an important character. Neither the igniter himself, nor the 'Li Xianzhi' that Wu Chen was looking for.

Taking a deep breath to relieve the lack of oxygen in the brain, Wu Chen tried to distract himself: "TT40, don't you mean." In this spiritual world we are in now, the Chatnargu school is complete with swordsmanship and has the lowest evaluation? ”

"That's right." Perhaps worried that Wu Chen would be discouraged, TT40 comforted again: "Although it is the lowest level of evaluation, it is also a great achievement. After all, in the big picture, the rules have been touched. Referring to the pyramid law of the food chain, this is already the superstructure. ”

"Then how do you know the hierarchy of this spiritual world?" Wu Chen continued to ask.

"It's the application of knowledge about probability and statistics, with the help of the owner's brain."

"I see." Wu Chen pulled out his long sword violently and took off the golden key that Macbeth was guarding. With Macbeth's last gift, he walked through the door he guarded before his death.

The room is not big. It's the same as any other cell.

After a careful search, Wu Chen found the hand gate hidden under the grass pile in the corner. Pulling it up hard, the back wall slowly sank to the ground, revealing the hidden secret room.

A circular space supported by huge stone pillars, in which is placed a huge square table, the charcoal in the charcoal basin on the square table is blazing, and a few long-handled iron tongs are randomly inserted. Dried blood stained the walls, surrounded the stone pillars, and nailed all kinds of torture instruments. Needless to say, this is the dungeon's scariest part: the torture chamber.

"Huh?" His gaze swept over the brazier, the iron tongs, the loose iron rings on the floor, and a pair of bloodstained rings, and finally settled on the sack that was quietly leaning against the stone pillar at the foot of the table. Because the top of the sack is marked with a large black print: salt.

"Salt?" Wu Chen didn't understand why the items that were supposed to appear in the kitchen were moved here. And it is also such a secret place as the secret chamber, and even the entrance is guarded by a powerful ancient swordsman.

Abnormality is demonic.

Wu Chen's interest in that big bag of salt even far exceeded those terrifying torture instruments.

"TT40, in a place like this, if it were you, what would you hide?"

"Of course, it's secrets that can't be seen, or it's amazing wealth, or it's something extremely dangerous." With the help of Wu Chen's brain, TT40 quickly gave the answer.

"I think so." Wu Chen nodded, "Therefore, the value of this bag of salt must be far greater than its actual value." ”

"That's right." Following Wu Chen's train of thought, TT40 reminded again: "Does the master remember the plate of spoiled food we analyzed just now?" There is no sodium chloride in it, which is the main component of salt. So it was a plate of food without salt. ”

Wu Chen seemed to have caught something, "The chef who forgot to put salt...... Or do you not like salt at all? ”

"I bet you, it's the latter." TT40 quickly refuted his reasoning: "But if you don't like it, you can throw it all away, why hide it in such a secret dungeon?" ”

When it comes to testing emotional intelligence, Wu Chen has a clear advantage: "Perhaps, some diners have to put salt, and the chef is extremely annoying, and he won't touch it unless he has to." ”

"So, you can't throw it away, you can only hide it." TT40 approvingly, "Then this diner must be very powerful, not as easy as a prisoner." Congratulations, master, for getting your first key item. ”

"Thanks, let's see what these tabs on the ground are for." Wu Chen smiled self-deprecatingly. He would never have imagined that a bag of salt would become such an important prop.

Two rings full of blood can't be pulled, but the loose one can. With a dull roar, the slab cracked, revealing the dry bones buried in the dirt beneath the slab. Between the fingers of the white skeleton curled up tightly, Wu Chen saw a silver key.

"It's a pity it's not the golden key, go and ask Avella what this key is for." As soon as Wu Chen took the key from the white skeleton, the dark energy field suddenly condensed. I didn't want to think about it, so I retreated sharply with my sword. The evil spirit that screamed out of the white bone eye socket immediately pounced.

"Die!" The inscription of the Guard's Sword suddenly lit up, wrapped in similar dark energy, and slashed angrily in the chest!

The evil spirit that had been cut off by the waist smirked and pounced, a situation it was all too familiar with. It has no physical body, and it doesn't care about physical attacks at all. However, this time was different, Wu Ming was holding the Sword of the Guard in his hand, which also condensed the dark energy field!

The horrific wounds across his chest did not heal as quickly as they usually did, but grew larger and larger, like a lit silk cloth that burned the ghost to ashes with a single breath.

"Phew! Ridiculous traps. Before the ghost's head was burned off, Wu Chen spat heavily.

"Skeletons need to be collected as well." Packing a large bag full of salt into his backpack, Wu Chen was about to leave, and TT40 prompted: "I also felt similar energy fluctuations. ”

Wu Chen patted the backpack that was about to swell, and said with a wry smile: "Where to put it?" ”

"Hmm...... You can carry it on your back, master. ”

Wu Chen really walked out of the dungeon with a skeleton on his back.

Maybe it was because I felt weird, so I deliberately reversed it when I tied it, and fixed the skeleton back to back on the double shoulder straps. "TT40, what's the use of this skeleton?"

"I don't know, it's up to you to find your own answers, my dear master."

Let's talk about it, Wu Chen quickly walked out of the dungeon. The entrance to the dungeon is outside the main fortress, with access to the annex tower from the outer cloister. In between, you need to climb a few stone steps and pass through several doors to return to the secret room where Avella is hiding.

Hopefully, this mysterious woman has returned.

"Someone, it's her." TT40's judgment from the spiritual level cannot be wrong. Wu Chen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It was almost an instinctive reaction to knock lightly on the door and subconsciously turn around to prevent possible sneak attacks and stalking. However, the moment Avira opened the door, it happened.

Because what she was facing was a skull covered in white!

This pair of frightened and frightened women who have been worried for many days is simply naked intimidation, and the result is of course devastating!

With a long gasp, the woman rolled her eyes and fainted to the ground.

Wu Chen turned around when he heard the sound and saw the scene of the woman falling.

Looking at the infinite spring light exposed from between his legs on the diagonal brace, Wu Chen scratched his head, "TT40, is this the use of skeletons?" ”

TT40 obviously does not need to answer.

Wu Chen looked left and right to make sure that there was nothing abnormal, and then flashed into the room and locked the wooden door.

I went out first to carry the weight on my body, and then touched my empty belly, and then I remembered to check the woman's condition.

"The heartbeat is very weak, and the shock is excessive." TT40 well-timed opening.

Wu Chen swept over the undulating peaks, swallowed his saliva and asked, "Do you want to do cardiac compressions, or artificial respiration?" ”

"It's all right, you decide." The TT40 didn't spoil him.

With encouragement, the guilt in Wu Chen's heart was significantly reduced to below the warning line. But in the face of the woman's plump breasts, Wu Chen seemed a little difficult to start. Because it seems that everything is bulging. The void gestured several times, Wu Chen forcibly suppressed the fluttering little liver, stretched his five fingers, and grabbed it tremblingly.

"Wow......" The delicate and soft but elastic touch was so beautiful that he almost screamed. I tried to pinch it, and the swollen plump immediately filled my palm. The jade-like fat skin squeezes the palm of the palm, and the sweet touch instantly fills every palm print. Fortunately, he suppressed this inexplicable evil fire in time, took a deep breath to calm down, and pressed hard.

But gradually, Wu Chen found that he was a little powerless. This plump, fat and plump that seems to have been watered by the goddess of harvest, Kress, with a clear spring, cannot be grasped with one hand.

Slipping around and sliding around and always unable to press the correct part, I had to add the other hand as a last resort.

"Huh-" The unprofessional continued pressing, and the woman finally woke up.

Wu Chen was also shocked by this exclamation.

In the end, it's a soft-handed technical nerd, and he doesn't have the talent to be a thief...... (To be continued.) )