Chapter Ninety-Seven: Battlefield Ruins

This world is really vast and boundless, and after thousands of people enter, it is like thousands of drops of water falling into the sea, and there are no waves at all, and soon only the partners around them who have already said that they have been searching together.

The entire battlefield trail is full of broken peaks, rivers flowing out of nowhere in the spatial rifts, the great war of that year almost destroyed this piece of heaven and earth, and after thousands of years, there is still no sign of calming.

"Although I have seen it many times, every time I see this, I can't help but think about how cruel the war was back then, even the heavens and the earth were beaten like this, and what a terrifying scene a Nanli disciple like us experienced at that time." Long Xiuwen sighed.

"That kind of battlefield is not at all out of the reach of us scribe-level disciples, and even life-level monks are just cannon fodder in that war." Fu Qiuye said.

"Haha, my luck seems to be excellent." Several people were chatting while flying, and suddenly heard Long Xiuwen laughing, and he didn't know when there was an extra holy relic order in his hand.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, Long Xiuwen raised the holy relic order in his hand as if showing off for everyone to see clearly, and said with a smile: "I saw something floating out of the spatial crack over there just now, but I didn't expect it to be a scribe-level holy relic order." ”

"Xiuwen is really lucky, this is also our luck, not long after entering the battlefield, we found a holy artifact order, this is an excellent sign." Fu Qiuye said with a smile.

Everyone else also congratulated Long Xiuwen together, this holy relic order was discovered by Long Xiuwen himself, it belonged to him, and others had no right to share it.

Long Xiuwen was very happy, and after everyone finished congratulating him, he looked at Fang Dong and stopped talking.

"So I'm not afraid of being solved by me, I can try to solve it, and it can be regarded as touching your luck and pleasing a good fortune." Fang Dong said with a smile.

"Five hundred deacons contributed, and I will transfer them to you." Long Xiuwen was overjoyed, and hurriedly handed over the holy relic order in his hand to Fang Dong, he had already meant this, but Mo Daoming touched Fang Dong's nose with ashes, and he didn't dare to speak.

Fang Dong was also not polite, and accepted Long Xiuwen's five hundred contributions from the Academy, although he did not solve Long Xiuwen's holy relic order this time for the sake of contribution, but this rule is still not broken, and it will save trouble in the future.

After receiving Long Xiuwen's holy relic order, Fang Dong had already read it just now, and he already had a corresponding sentence in his heart, and directly wrote on it: "The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and it blows down even more, and the stars are like rain." ”

I saw a cloud of fireworks-like dust burst out from the holy relic order, turning into thousands of starlight falling with the wind, and in the swaying starlight, a starry light gauze dress fluttered with the wind and fell into Fang Dong's hand.

"Ahh Is it a holy dress? Long Xiuwen was slightly disappointed, this long skirt looked like what the woman was wearing, and it was useless for him to take it now.

But the average Yang Yuling is beautiful, and there is almost no way to remove her eyes from the long skirt, which is like draping starlight fireworks on her body, surrounded by thousands of starlight fireworks, beautiful enough to make any woman tempted.

Seeing Yang Yuling like this, Mo Daoming asked his mount to approach Fang Dong, and asked with a cold face, "What is the name of this long skirt and what is the use?" ”

Fang Dong hadn't given him the order to explain the holy relics before, but at this time, he took the initiative to give Long Xiuwen the order to explain the holy relics, and Mo Daoming was naturally very unhappy in his heart.

If it weren't for Yang Yuling's liking of this long skirt, he wouldn't want to talk to Fang Dong at all.

Fang Dong ignored him, and directly returned the long skirt to Long Xiuwen. The ability of the holy relic was originally a secret, and it could not be easily told to others, not to mention that this long skirt was still Long Xiuwen's, so Fang Dong naturally couldn't tell Mo Daoming.

As for the name of the long skirt, it doesn't matter, it's just that Fang Dong doesn't like Mo Daoming, so he doesn't bother to pay attention to him at all, so naturally he won't tell him his name.

Mo Daoming's face was gloomy, he glared at Fang Dong fiercely, and then turned to Long Xiuwen and said, "Senior Brother Long, what is the name of your long skirt, what is the use, it is useless for you to keep it as a man, sell it to me at a price." ”

Long Xiuwen is not a stupid person, so he naturally saw Mo Daoming's thoughts, but he also knew that Yang Siling didn't like Mo Daoming very much, so he smiled and said: "This long skirt is called Starry Night Rain, as for its usefulness, it's hard to say, let's wait for its owner to see it himself." ”

"So you're willing to sell, make a price." Mo Daoming said.

"I don't need the long skirt, and it's useless to keep it, so I'm naturally willing to sell it, but it's still the old rule, the one with the highest price gets it, I only need a holy product and holy relic order in exchange, and whoever pays the highest price will belong to whom." Long Xiuwen said lightly.

"Senior Brother Long, I have a holy product shield here, can I exchange it with you?" Before Mo Daoming could speak, Yang Yuling had already taken the first step to speak.

Mo Daoming hurriedly said: "Senior Sister Yuling, you put it away, I bought my long skirt and gave it to you." ”

"Senior Brother Mo, you're welcome, I've already made a bid, just buy it yourself." Yang Yuling said.

"Is there anyone else offering a higher price? If not, this starry night rain dress will belong to Senior Sister Yang. Long Xiuwen smiled and gave the long skirt to Yang Yuling.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Long, for cutting your love." Yang Yuling happily took the long skirt and handed a round arm shield to Long Xiuwen at the same time.

"Don't be so polite, I've been thinking about your shield for a long time, and it's my luck to be able to exchange it today, and I want to thank Fang Yuan for helping." Long Xiuwen put the Gewu shield directly on his left arm and tried to swing it a few times.

"Fang Zhiyuan's writing is really surprising, we haven't seen this sentence before, and it's a new work, right?" Yang Yuling looked at Fang Dong.

"I made it before, and I looked at the holy relic order that was just right for Xiuwen, so I took it out and tried it, and it was just right." Fang Dong said with a smile.

"Fang Zhiyuan is confessing, but think about it, if it weren't for the old work, how could he have made more than a dozen holy poems in a row." Mo Daoming said with a cold face.

Fang Dong promised Fu Qiuye not to clash with Mo Daoming again, but he didn't hear what he said, and said to Yang Yuling: "Since we have this holy product in our bodies, we might as well put it on to let us feast our eyes, and we can also protect ourselves and be a little safer." ”

Yang Yuling wanted to put it on and try it on, but in front of so many people was embarrassed, at this time, Fang Dong proposed it, and Yang Yuling took the opportunity to say: "Since Fang Zhiyuan said so, then Yuling is better to obey than respectful." ”

Yang Yuling draped the starry night rain on her body, and the little starlight automatically wrapped her body, turning into a starry light gauze dress and swaying gently, like fireworks dancing in the wind.

"Ahh Suddenly, a scream woke up everyone who was attracted by Yang Yuling and the starry night rain long skirt, only to see an eight-rank scribe found by Long Xiuwen holding his neck and falling from under the mount, it can be clearly seen that there is a deep bone scar on his neck, and most of his neck has been cut off, and it looks like he can't survive.

"Enemy attack!" Fu Qiuye and the others were shocked, and hurriedly summoned weapons, but everyone looked around and searched, but they couldn't even see a single figure.