Legend of the Asura

."ah!!!!"

A miserable cry spread far, far away, and the whole tavern could hear it clearly. |/\\/\\|The fat man's face changed, and he quickly turned around and rushed to the source of the screams, because it clearly belonged to "best friend" Charles.

Pushing the door open with a "bang", Zi'er was still huddled at the foot of the bed, holding a blood-stained wire in her trembling little hand. Charles squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, moaning in pain.

"Charles, Charles... tell me, what happened?"

Charles let go of his hand covering his forehead, and an irregular wound several centimeters was exposed. Although the stroke was not deep, it was still shocking and seeped blood.

The fat on the fat man's face twitched a few times, and he quickly comforted Charles, then got up furiously, picked up a thick stick at hand, walked a few steps, but stopped again, his eyes gleaming fiercely. He stared at her dead.

He can't hurt this unbroken future "top card", otherwise her price may drop because of it.

"Uncle...Uncle, please let Zi'er go...Zi'er will repay you when she grows up."

She wept and begged, the still trembling wire in her hand was tightly clutched by her, as if it had become her last straw.

"I like the conquest scene with a bit of excitement, it will make people more excited, I feel my own blood boiling, which will make the conquest full of leaks."

Charles stood up, with a plaster plastered on his head that he didn't know where he found it. His voice was still flat, but the fierce look in his eyes was much more terrifying than that of the fat man. It has been unknown how many years, he has not suffered such physical injury. The ferocious animal blood mixed with evil boiled violently like a gunpowder explosion.

Fatty was startled by his gaze. He hesitated to speak, and finally smiled apologetically, without saying anything. I can only pray that in this state, he can be as "gentle" as possible in his roughness, and not ruin this girl who can bring him a lot of money in the future.

"Uncle, please let Zier go... Zier will really repay you when she grows up. Zier, Zier never lies."

In pleading, she had stopped crying. The evil of human nature easily shattered the world she was familiar with. At this time, she seemed to be standing in a dead gray world of despair. Begging is her last struggle for that glimmer of hope. Like the last cry of a drowning man.

In front of these two human beings whose humanity has become extinct, her pleading can only stimulate their ferocity even more.

"Dear Charles, this was my mistake. For the loss you suffered, I will definitely give you a satisfactory compensation." The fat man hurried to him and said with a smile.

Ignoring the fat man, Charles smiled more and more dangerously. He grinned and said heavily, "My dear little angel, don't be afraid. I can only blame you for being too perfect. Torn apart perfection is always the greatest enjoyment in life." .Although you offended me, your perfection can make me forget everything just now..."

He approached again step by step. Only this time, he won't be scratched by the wire that suddenly appeared.

The fat man quickly bowed his waist and opened the door wisely to go out.

Perfect……

Two words that were originally beautiful but now covered with thick shadows echoed in her mind, and Zi'er's eyes became hollow.

My mother said, I am the most obedient and perfect daughter in the world... But why did my mother treat me like this... Perfect, is it a sin?

Because of perfection... Will I be as pitiful as those poor young ladies...

If it's not perfect...everything will change and return to the way it was before.

She took the wire and slashed at her face... again and again...

The blood blurred her vision and blurred her delicate tender face, one after another ferocious blood-colored gullies destroyed the perfection that cost God countless painstaking efforts... The pain paralyzed her nerves, and she waved it mechanically. He began to use more force on the blood-soaked wire in his hand.

Unprepared, Charles opened his eyes wide in horror. With a strange cry, he rushed out of the room, leaving behind the angel that was torn apart by his own hands.

(The prototype of Zi'er is taken from the "Angel of Destruction" Ling in the game "Trails in the Sky". At the same age, the same angel appearance, and powerful strength at the same time, she was sold to the same place by her parents. It's just that Ling is relatively Zi'er's fate is much more tragic. This is also a big regret and heartache left after I finished playing the empty track. So I always wanted to use my own way to give "Ling" a perfect ending, which can be regarded as a small end. Little pity.)

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Next to the blacksmith's shop is the Appraisal Shop. Feng Xiao glanced at the big "Jian" signboard, took out the Unbounded Double Stones again, and returned to Xinshou Village.

Coming out of the mysterious map, Feng Xiao immediately saw the old village chief standing in the center of Xinshou Village like a stone sculpture. He smiled and walked over, "Hello, grandpa, the village chief."

The drowsy old man opened his eyes, and then asked in surprise: "Brother Fenghun, have you been killed again?"

Three black lines appeared on Feng Xiao's head, and he grabbed the old man's arm involuntarily: "Let's go! I'll take you to a fun place."

"Where?"

"You can choose!"

The village chief chose "Allow" in a daze, and then a blue light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. After the blue light dissipated, a completely unfamiliar scene appeared in front of him.

"What is this place?" The village head asked with wide eyes.

"You'll know soon." Fearing that the village chief would ask questions and not follow up, Feng Xiao directly cast "Jue Ying" and grabbed him like the wind and rushed towards the direction of the commercial street.

The village chief's body was blown almost to pieces by the extremely strong wind. After an unknown amount of time, the scenery in front of him finally became still, and what appeared in front of him was an elegant but somewhat empty hut.

"Grandpa Village Chief, this is the No. 1 Appraisal Shop of Wind Soul City, one of the main cities of Tianlong Continent, where you will work in the future... Cough cough, don't thank me, that's it... Bye!!"

Before the village chief could react, Feng Xiao ran away. The appraisers serving players in the entire Tianlong Continent are only appraisers from the Tianlong Imperial City, which means that the appraisal industry is completely monopolized by the Tianlong Imperial City. In Feng Xiao's eyes, this is a costless business, how could he be willing not to settle one in Fengcheng. Firstly, it can make huge profits, and secondly, it can better attract players to stay in Windy City. Among the people Feng Xiao knew, apart from the old man from the Appraisal Shop of Tianlonghuang City, the only ones Feng Yao and the head of Xinshou Village No. 99999 were. Naturally, he would not be willing to let Fengyao become an appraiser, so...he put his idea to the head of Xinshou Village.

Capture him without knowing why, and let him be helpless in this strange place, not afraid that he will not submit obediently.

The voice of "The Lord of Wind Soul City appointed you as the first appraiser of Feng City, do you accept?" sounded in his ears, and the head of Xinshou Village stood blankly at the door of the appraiser's shop, unable to turn his head around.

City of Wind Soul... the city lord! ? The first appraiser...

"Accept." He replied dully.

Now, all novice players will only be sent to the former Novice Village No. 1000. No. 99999 Novice Village has long lost its vitality, and perhaps he can only stand in the same place forever until he turns into a mummy and dissipates.

Destiny has undergone such a dramatic change in just one minute, and this change does not seem to be a bad thing, but a great good thing... At most, it is because I am used to quietness and loneliness, and it is difficult to accept noise and prosperity for the time being That's all.

When Feng Xiao returned to Miyagi, there were already a dozen people waiting for him in the hall. Those who can be directly allowed to enter by Lei Di are naturally those who played a pivotal role in the previous battle to defend the city.

"Haha, Emperor Feng! This title is incredible. When will I be able to have the title of Emperor?" As soon as Feng Xiao stepped into the door, he heard Xiao Tian's admiring laughter. wink.

"Only the title of emperor is worthy of Brother Shura. In my heart, Brother Shura has always been like an emperor." Feng Ye Kuanglan said hastily.

Feng Xiao's eyes swept over everyone - Xiao Tian, ​​Chen Binger, Maple Leaf Haoran, Maple Leaf Rage, Scarlet Flame Burning Heaven, Scarlet Flame Demon Fire, Xiaoyue, Rainbow Clothes... and the unhappy Nangong sisters and Maple Leaf Lanxing little girl .

Feng Xiao had a headache for a while, and he didn't sit down on the throne, he walked directly from the door and said seriously: "Thank you for helping me defend the Wind Soul City a while ago, without your help, there would be no Wind Soul City now. You can set up gang branches in Windy City at will, and there are no restrictions on the area or the number of people, and you don’t need to get a gang establishment token or anything. In addition, you can put forward any requests at will.”

Feng Ye Kuanglan hurriedly got up and waved his hands: "Brother Shura, please don't be so polite, these are what we should do... what we should do."

Among these people, except for a few ignorant little girls, almost everyone knew what this "should be" meant.

"Since they are all on their own, there is no need for Xiaolan to be polite to me. There are still many places in Fengcheng that will need your help. Speaking of which, what is the purpose of you coming to me today?"

Feng Ye Haoran smiled and said: "We have no special purpose this time, just to visit the 'Lord Fengdi' who showed his face for the first time. Hehe, Brother Shura, now you are already a part of the whole world in every way." The first, no one can match."

Feng Xiao shook his head with a smile, and turned his gaze to Chi Yan Fentian and Chi Yan Mo Huo: "I will take note of your Chi Yan Gang's righteous actions."

"No! We should feel lucky. Facts have proved how correct our choice was." Chi Yanmohuo smiled lightly. Chi Yan Fentian took two steps forward, and took out his flaming sword that had been broken in two: "I have no other request, I just hope that you can help me repair this sword as they said, I will be very grateful .”

He is also a person who is crazy about swords no matter in the reincarnation world or the real world. Different from Xiao Tian's lightness, he is good at the fierce line of opening and closing. Feng Xiao took the flame sword and said something that puzzled Chi Yan Fentian: "In three minutes, I will give you a surprise."

Directly passed the broken flaming sword to Tie Wuya in the demon refining pot, and sent a voice transmission with his thoughts: "Master Tie Wuya, can you repair this sword?"

A few seconds later, a voice full of disdain sounded: "It's just a high-level fairy weapon, two minutes, no, I can completely restore it in one minute."

"Well. By the way, I have a lot of gems with flame attributes, try to mount them as much as possible."

"no problem!!"

He didn't know that his casual sentence made a magic weapon. Things like gems that enhance attributes are of no use to Feng Xiao, there are a lot of fairy-level spirit-level things, and they accumulate more and more. Tie Wuya, that god-level pervert, smashed all the high-level fire-attributed gemstones in the demon refining pot. The whole process was extremely easy, and even easily broke the limit of three gemstones that could be embedded in the flame sword. Twelve.

I can only blame Feng Xiao for saying "as much as possible", and Tie Wu Ya absolutely followed his words as if they were an imperial decree.

(Well, some people may not be used to the two-line process. Let’s finish introducing Zi’er’s experience three years ago tomorrow—someone actually asks who Zi’er is…Zi’er=Slaughtering the World=Devil Lord!! There are more than Is this more understandable!)

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