Void Transformation

Next to the dry well at the mouth of the Caishikou of Chang'an City, Elder, the six major five poisonous cults who had fought before, has disappeared at this time. Only the remaining fighting marks on the ground can confirm their existence. There was a pungent fishy smell in the air, but it was clearly different from bloody, and the strange sky at this time gave people a strange and unpredictable feeling.

The buildings around the dry well have long been dilapidated, but no one knows whether it was caused by a long period of disrepair, or by being affected by a master battle. And on the dilapidated building closest to the dry well, a Daoist shadow did not know when he was still there, his eyes were looking towards Caishikou, with a seriousness and indifference between his brows.

This man is dressed in a Chinese gown, just like a merchant in ancient times, but whether he is standing or looking, he is more like a weather-seasoned Rivers and Lakes person. While the coat is fluttering in the wind, it looks like flying. The meaning of bat.

At the same time, Jian Wuying, who had already arrived at Caishikou, was also "urged" by Xiaofeng and headed towards Caishikou. He called it "senior" to clear the way, but in reality, he was sent to die. Jian Wuying cursed in his heart, but he did not dare to say anything, just because he always thought that the NPC in front of him could be used by him.

The reason Xiaofeng changed his normal and allowed Jian Wuying to explore the way first is not because he has put down his vigilance against Jian Wuying, but because he now seems to have been suppressed since he entered the Caishikou area. Normally, the distance that could detect thirty or fifty steps under the full open, now it only has the effect of three or five steps.

The detection distance of three or five steps is really better for Xiaofeng than relying on the five senses of the body. After all, the long-term consciousness can be added to him, and he has been more or less strengthened. Although he knew that it was too dangerous for Jian Wuying to explore the path, he had no other way at this moment.

Jian Wuying was struggling to walk at first, Xiaofeng almost felt sympathy in his eyes, but Jian Wuying was not comparable to ordinary players. This situation only lasted for a little more than a minute. Time completely returned to normal, and the speed of his feet was much faster.

However, although Xiaofeng is good at observing his actions and observing his mind, he does not have any abilities such as mind-reading. Naturally, he does not know that Jian Wuying's time is not all because of being careful to slow down his actions. It was because he was still trying to get in touch with Daotao.

Jian Wuying was also wondering that the righteous brother who worshipped the handle in the game of Daota was just a chess piece in his hand, yes, but this chess piece has not fulfilled his due obligation, so he lost contact with the player who played chess. In this way, how could Jian Wuying feel at ease, but after many attempts to transmit sound, Jian Wuying finally ran out of counts and gave up temporarily.

It was about another cup of tea. After Xiaofeng and Jian Wuying finally arrived at a building outside the dry well, the reason they didn’t come forward to check it in the first time was not because Jian Wuying’s obsessive-compulsive disorder must I have to explain a few words first, but because there is a battle happening next to the dry well, a battle between players!

Xiaofeng did not rush to it strange because Jian Wuying stopped suddenly. They walked too comfortably on this road. It was not like a dangerous atmosphere at all. If there is no incident until the destination, Xiaofeng I think there is something strange in this.

"Enlighten senior, there is a group of people from Rivers and Lakes fighting in front of you. The senior's supernatural power is so powerful that you will not be afraid of them, but it is not worth doing for these people.." Xiaofeng walked slowly and stood beside Jian Wuying. When it was good, Jian Wuying's voice suddenly rang in a low voice from his ear.

The reason why Jian Wuying said this is not because he is really afraid of conflicts between the NPCs he brought and those players. On the contrary, if ordinary players get the help of NPC masters, I am afraid that they would like to encourage this NPC to kill those players. Player Liwei, but Jian Wuying had another consideration.

Jian Wuying intends to use this NPC to solve the boss in the dry well, and also wants to use this NPC to solve his hapless righteous brother, and he will be the last hero to turn the tide and kill the conspirators and wicked masters, so At this time, he didn't want the NPC of Black Robe Xiaofeng to be known by more people.

History is always written by the victors, and the truth is often buried in history. Jian Wuying understands this principle, so he will not choose to go quickly for a while and mess up his long-term strategy. But at this moment, Jian Wuying suddenly felt a breeze blowing around him, and when he subconsciously looked sideways, he happened to see Xiaofeng raising his hand.

Jian Wuying's heart twitched, and suddenly he cried out uncomfortably. If his heart was his own talent, he angered the old monster in front of him. The wicked old thing was really moody, but then Jian Wuying adjusted his mentality. Since the battle is unavoidable , He might as well simply pretend to be an NPC, and kill all the players in front of him with this old monster.

Between Jian Wuying's heartbeat, the long sword in his hand slowly pointed at the ground, apparently running Internal Energy, but at this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded in his mind, with a bit of reprimand and interrogation in his tone: " What's the impulse? You have hatred with them?"

As soon as it fell, it was like pouring a pot of cold water on Jian Wuying, and immediately extinguished the murderous flame that had just spawned in his heart. Jian Wuying returned to his senses, and hurriedly pretended to look embarrassed and moved in his hands. As soon as Internal Energy's sword power was closed, his mouth squatted:

"No...no, Junior just..."

At this time, Xiaofeng did not have the heart to listen to Jian Wuying's words. His face hidden in the black robe at this time was full of intolerance and nervousness. This expression Xiaofeng has never been in the game since he entered the game. It has been sent out, and the three people who can make him express this expression are all due to it.

In Cai Xiaofeng's eyes, there was a scene that surprised him. It was from a few players fighting beside the dry well. After Xiaofeng just stood up, he subconsciously cast his eyes to the dry well, but it was just in time for him to see the side he didn't want to see.

In sight, a young man in white clothes was hit by a big blue man in the palm of his hand and fell into the dry well. This young man was temporarily forgotten by Xiaofeng’s great efforts. The little NPC apprentice of the Master, Xu Qingshu.

Seeing that his little apprentice was smashed into a dry well in front of him, Xiao Feng did not have any impulsive emotions in his heart. On the contrary, it seemed that something was touched at this moment. The brain was suddenly empty, and his body acted subconsciously. , This was Jian Wuying's eyes.

However, Xiaofeng knew that seeing is not necessarily true, so he immediately forced himself to calm down, and at the same time stopped Jian Wuying’s movements, and he himself entered the observer mode, because he knew that even if he did it himself No matter what happened, it couldn't change the ending of Xu Qingshu, an NPC, and the reason why he thought so in his heart was because Xu Qingshu was only an NPC after all.

In the battle, there are three parties, the strongest party, all wearing blue armor, but whether this group of people is a player or an NPC, it is impossible to tell at a glance. And the party in the middle is composed of three men and two women. Among them is Xiaofeng, an acquaintance, who is Songbai who met in Qingshan Town.

It's just that Song Bai's clothes were damaged in many places at this time, and the treasure knife he got at the time was already broken. Song Bai's complexion was pale, and he was being guarded by the other four people, seeming to be healing his wounds.

And the party with the least number of people in the end had only two people, and among these two people, one of them was someone who Xiaofeng knew well. A woman in a purple skirt holds a cyan giant umbrella in her hand, and there are obviously many scratches on the giant umbrella, and even at this moment there are several Hidden Weapons attached to it.

The red thread flying needle originally tied to the five fingers of the right hand has now been cut off, leaving only five silk threads moving in the wind, but I don’t know whether the red thread is silk thread or blood thread.. The woman was originally a valiant ponytail Hair, but at this time it also became the appearance of a disheveled hair.

There was an inexplicable emotion in the woman's eyes. This emotion parted ways from her and Xiaofeng. It was exactly the same when she said goodbye to the enemy, and this woman was the one who saved Xiaofeng and Xu Qingshu once before. Ten miles of flying flowers.

Not far behind the woman, a young man with blurred eyes was looking at the pines and cypresses with a sword at this time. There was no trace of hatred in his eyes, but it made people feel a faint coldness. The young man carried a hip flask around his waist, and the drink at the corner of his mouth had not dried up. His blue shirt had long lost its former glory. At this moment, he was like a drunk who was drunk and looking for trouble.

This drunk should actually know Xiao Feng, but he perfectly avoided the opportunity to meet him, because this person was the one who rescued Shili Feihua in the woods before, but Xiao Feng had already poisoned his heart by then, and he had already lost it. The power of consciousness, so I didn’t recognize it.

However, Xiaofeng did not have a good feeling for the drunk at this time, only because he saw with his own eyes that it was the drunk who had just shot his little NPC apprentice down the dry well, and Shili Feihua after all this happened, But there was no reaction at all, and he still maintained a defensive posture with an umbrella.

At this moment, a cynical voice suddenly sounded, but the volume was high and low, but it was not known that it was the person speaking. Internal Energy was ineffective, or unintentionally, it was the drunk man:

"Hiccup... want me to say... your lonely chairperson under the moon is a pervert. If it is not narcissistic to the point of perversion, who would use his name as the name of the gang?"

After a word, the drunk picked up the flask again and wanted to drink, but at the moment when the flask was about to touch his lips, his body was like a ghost, and he suddenly moved a step toward the right side of the body. After the translation, the body still maintained the drinking posture, and he drank this sip of wine in his stomach and said:

"Hiccup.. It's very impolite to interrupt others to pretend to be A.. Your president does not suffer less often, right?" While speaking, a Hidden Weapons shaped like a quincunx was shot from the side of the Shili Feihua giant umbrella. If the drunk hadn't dodged, he would be pierced through his throat and died at this time.

Immediately, the drunkard suddenly changed his style. He bowed to Shili Feihua with a serious face, and then let out three big laughs. The laughter was stopped when it fell, and then he coughed twice:

"Eh, I said Junior Sister Feihua, aren't you tired if you've been posing like this, that group of miscellaneous fish..." At this point, the drunk's body trembles strangely again, every time it twists, it can be accurate After avoiding a Hidden Weapons coming from flying, and as the shaking ended, an unfinished sentence was said again:

"It's said that you are a group of miscellaneous fishes, knowing that you can't hit them, are you tired? Are you tired? Junior sister?" The drunkard emphasized the pronunciation of the word Junior sister. The voice at this time has surpassed cynicism. Reached the point of a drunk uncle.

At the same time as the voice fell, two cold snorts came out at the same time. It was Shili Feihua and another woman in blue standing next to Song Bai...

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