Jingzhe City ushered in a brand new day. Ling Xiaolu walked on the masonry floor of the castle, looking at everything here curiously.
The patrolling guards lined up to pass by, and Ling Xiaolu carefully identified every face.
"No, no, no..."
He couldn't find the guard who entrusted the task to him the night before, and wondered in his heart, shouldn't the death of the NPC be refreshed again
"Morning Commander!"
The chorus of greetings from the guards interrupted his thinking. This was the second time Ling Xiaolu had seen the commander himself. After he nodded to the guards in return, he looked around as if looking for someone.
"Tis." Ling Xiaolu didn't hear much, but a voice that was particularly impressive came from the other side of the wall.
The commander turned around and faced his new wife, smiling uncontrollably.
"Good morning."
Sadia came over: "What are you doing here?"
"One of my guards is missing, I'll go out and look for it."
The commander took his wife's hand as he spoke and took her away from here.
Just as Ling Xiaolu was about to catch up, he stopped again.
Ji Meng came to kill him—Ling Xiaolu admired his aura of killing wherever he went: "Didn't you agree on a mission together?!"
Ling Xiaolu said contemptuously, "Did you come here on a snail? It's because of you that everyone just left."
The two quarreled, and followed the route the commander left to the main hall. They didn't see the person they were looking for, but they saw someone who shouldn't be here.
"Bei Feng? Why are you here?" Ling Xiaolu asked curiously.
"Where the goddess is, I will be there." Bei Feng glanced at Ji Meng vigilantly, "Except me, all the members of the Knights have also moved to Jing Zhe."
Ji Meng had no idea about this, and said perfunctorily: "Oh, welcome."
He pulled Ling Xiaolu to go, but was stopped by Bei Feng.
"Ji Meng."
Ji Meng turned his head: "Is something wrong?"
"The Knights will be stationed in Jingzhe City and will officially declare war in the family war at the end of the month."
Ling Xiaolu was happy: "Where is the goddess, are you going to occupy it?"
"It's not occupation," Bei Feng corrected him, "it's protection."
"I understand what you mean," Ji Meng finally understood the words in his words. He hated to talk in a twisty way. "I joined the war yesterday because Jingzhe was my main city. As for who the city owner is, it has nothing to do with me at all."
Bei Feng was relieved after hearing Ji Meng's remarks. In the family battle, one more appointment and one less appointment will have a critical impact on the battle situation.
"You want to fight Jingzhe, what about Dad Kou?" Ling Xiaolu asked.
"If he is willing to settle it peacefully, we can exchange the Equinox City with him."
Ling Xiaolu thought of Dou Kou's bravery and heroism yesterday, and he was not optimistic about this proposal at all.
"I think you are afraid to prepare for a hard fight."
"One failure is two, two failures three times, we have determination."
What else could Ling Xiaolu say: "I wish you all the best of luck. By the way, did you see the commander just now?"
Bei Feng was stunned for a moment, pointed in a direction, and watched the two go in that direction. There seemed to be a little conflict in the middle, and they started fighting as they walked.
Bei Feng: … two strange people.
Ling Xiaolu and Ji Meng found the commander alone in the battle command hall.
"Do I give him the sword directly? Is it that simple?"
"What did the mission statement say?"
Ling Xiaolu closed and opened his palms, imitating the action of spreading out a book: "Let me see the task panel... Well, yes, just hand over the sword of the unknown soldier to the commander, then I will hand it over?"
He stepped forward: "Hello, Commander."
The commander working at the desk raised his head and saw a stranger: "May I ask who you are...?"
Ling Xiaolu respectfully handed over the sword he got the night before: "Someone asked me to give this to you before he died."
The commander was stunned, and after a while, he continued to look down at the saber in a daze.
Ling Xiaolu looked back in confusion: "This way... is it over?"
"Is there a reminder to complete the mission?" Ji Meng asked.
Ling Xiaolu shook his head: "No."
Ji Meng also stepped forward: "Do you recognize this saber?"
The commander replied quickly: "Of course, this is my saber with my initials on the hilt."
He turned his sword and showed the hilt to the two of them.
"I was entrusted by one of your guards to give it to you. Do you know his name?"
The commander shook his head slowly: "What did you just say?... On your deathbed?"
"Yes, I just looked around the castle and didn't see this person."
The commander slid the scabbard slowly with the pulp of his finger, and suddenly he pulled the sword out of the scabbard with force, and the blade shot out a dazzling light.
"what?"
Ling Xiaolu made a surprised voice, and a dialog box appeared in front of him, which read:
>> About to enter the memory world of , please select a nearby player to participate.
In addition to Ling Xiaolu, the only player nearby was Ji Meng, and Ling Xiaolu ticked his name.
>> Once the mission starts, no new players will be able to join, please confirm your choice.
confirm.
>>The old world opens...
The surrounding scene has changed, and there is something familiar in the unfamiliar.
"Am I colorblind?" Ling Xiaolu looked around, his eyes finally fell on Ji Meng, "Everything I see is dim, including you."
"I think you are the same," Ji Meng also looked around, "It should be the visual effects of entering the old world."
"Ah, I know where this is. I just went there this morning," Ling Xiaolu recalled. "This is the training ground behind the castle."
The soldiers on the training ground are working hard in the morning.
Ling Xiaolu searched the crowd, and suddenly exclaimed excitedly: "I found it! It's him!"
He ran to one of them excitedly: "So you are here! Do you remember me? What's your name?"
The guard didn't respond to Ling Xiaolu's series of questions, but instead raised the sword in his hand and slashed vertically.
"Ah!" Ling Xiaolu thought that he was about to hit the sword, and he didn't have time to dodge, but the sword passed through him, as if it had slashed into a cloud of air.
Ji Meng also came over: "Don't bother calling him, it's useless."
He looked around, and no one showed any unusual behavior because of their presence: "Didn't you notice? You don't exist to people in this world, they can neither see you nor hear you."
Ling Xiaolu was disappointed: "Is that so? What are you sending us in for, just to watch a play?"
He looked at Ji Meng, who had a very real presence around him: "Isn't that why I can't even touch you and me? Let me try."
Without waiting for Ji Meng to react, an ancestral Deer Fist aimed at Ji Meng and thumped: "Hoojia!"
Ji Meng: …
Ling Xiaolu looked at the fist in the middle of Ji Meng's chest, and awkwardly closed his fist and pretended to touch: "The chest muscles are good."
Quietly raised his eyes and saw Ji Meng's face turned red again, he immediately smiled and said, "I can see it, I thought we were both phantoms."
Ji Meng endured it for a long time before deciding not to care about the fool.
Ling Xiaolu quietly moved a few steps away from the source of danger. Although there was not much color in his eyes, he could still infer that it was late autumn, and the yellow leaves that were supposed to be withered had accumulated a thick layer on the ground.
"Isn't there any way to let people in this world know of our existence?"
Ling Xiaolu pondered for a while, then quickly turned around in place.
Ji Meng frowned: "What are you doing?"
The rotation of Ling Xiaolu brought the wind, and the wind rolled up the fallen leaves, forming a small vortex on the ground.
"Huh!" Ling Xiaolu stopped, "I tried my best."
Everyone around was training hard, and only the guards noticed the unusual vortex. He stopped what he was doing with a puzzled look on his face.
"The guards over there! Why do you desert if you don't train well?"
Only then did Ling Xiaolu notice the existence of the commander on the training ground.
"Report Commander! Just now... just now..." The guard pointed at the ground in a puzzled way, "It was clear that there was no wind, but the leaves were blown up."
The commander followed his fingers and glanced at the calm ground: "Where is it blowing?"
"It's... I really saw... "
The commander interrupted him: "Guard, I hope you will remember that deserting on the battlefield is very dangerous, for any reason. Playground, ten laps, now."
The guard stood at attention: "Yes! Commander!"
Ling Xiaolu looked at the back of the guard running in the circle: "I think the commander is a little unreasonable."
Ji Meng scolded him: "It's not because of you?"
Ling Xiaolu looked around: "Well, Commander is stricter, I think it's a good thing..."
He looked and saw that the surrounding scene had changed again, this time it was a wild field that seemed to be spring, the breeze was blowing, and the grass was growing and the warbler was flying.
"Eh? The place has changed."
It was the same group of people from before, lurking in the long grass and doing field ambush training. Ling Xiaolu, who had experience, saw the guards at a glance.
Suddenly a golden hamster broke into the grass where the guard was crouching and rubbed against the guard like a headless fly.
Accidentally, the guard carefully lifted the hamster with his hands: "Little guy, where did you come from?"
The hamster is also not afraid of people, and he arches excitedly in his palms, and turns in circles again and again.
The guard smiled involuntarily and gently stroked the soft back fur of the hamster.
"Guards!" The commander shouted sternly when he noticed the movement here.
The guard quickly put down the hamster and stood up: "I'm sorry, Commander!"
The commander looked at the same person from last time: "Why is it you again? Deserting on the battlefield is very dangerous, can't you remember?"
The guard consciously made a mistake and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, Commander!"
"One hundred frog jumps!"
"Yes! Commander!"
The guard secretly lowered his head and winked at the hamster, then turned around and jumped away. The hamster chased after a few steps, then stopped and stared blankly at his back.
Ling Xiaolu spread his hands: "I don't blame me this time, it's the mouse."
"It's a hamster!" Ji Meng corrected him angrily.
"Hamster, mouse, I can't tell the difference." Ling Xiaolu turned around to look for it, the hamster had no idea where it had gone.
"I have a hunch that this scene is coming to an end again."
"Be careful!" Ji Meng held him down and threw himself on the ground. A giant dragon whistled and flew past the two of them, and the strong wind swept the two men's clothes.
Ling Xiaolu: … Knowing that you want to cut the scene, can you cut it without being so defenseless
"Strange," Ji Meng squatted up vigilantly, "These dragons seem to be able to attack us."
"I know, now it's the monster-killing session. How can you not fight monsters when you're doing quests."
Ji Meng tried to strike a thunderbolt at Feilong, and he saw that the dragon's blood volume had decreased.
"You were fooled once."
"What is Meng!" Ling Xiaolu refused to accept, "It's obviously a well-founded reasoning!"
"Go! These dragons are going to attack the village!"
Ling Xiaolu followed Ji Meng down the mountain without hesitation: "Hey, I found that these dragons look exactly like yours."
"That's the monster I tamed."
"The monsters are really miserable, but because they are fat, they will be tamed by you."
Ji Meng glared at him as he ran: "What does it have to do with being fat?"
When the two ran to the foot of the mountain, the village was a sea of fire.
"Broken! It's late!"
There was a sound of fighting not far away.
"It's them!"
The two ran to the source of the sound, and they really saw the commander and a small team of people fighting to the death with the dragons.
"There are too few of them!" Ling Xiaolu exclaimed, and at a glance, he knew that the strength of the two sides was disparate, and many people on the Commander's side were injured.
"There should be no preparation, just happened to pass by, go and help!"
Ling Xiaolu was of no use, he said, showing his bear claws early in the morning and flying to join the battle.
"Aerial combat, I have no advantage."
He said deflated words, his hands and feet were not slow at all, he aimed at a low-flying dragon, and jumped on his back. The dragon felt that there was a lot of weight on its back. It was spinning and rolling, trying to throw the intruder off. Ling Xiaolu stabbed the claws firmly into the dragon's back, and howled in horror:
"I drop a horse, I have acrophobia!"
Ji Meng rewarded the dragon with a thunderbolt from the ground, and released Lei Lulu at the same time. Lei Lulu jumped into the air, looked at the flying dragons, stepped on the east, kicked the west, jumped from one dragon's back to another, and played the battle as a joke. .
Ling Xiaolu, the dragon, was also honestly struck by lightning, and he obediently carried Ling Xiaolu against the dragon group to spread his wings. Ling Xiaolu didn't do anything else, and specifically aimed at the dragon's eyes to attack. The blinded flying dragon couldn't tell the direction, and after flying a few times, it turned head down and fell to the ground, raising bursts of dust.
A giant dragon fell not far from the guards, and he was shocked when he fought to the point where he was scarred. He held the saber that had been broken in half, and looked up nervously, but he couldn't see the existence of Ji Meng and Ling Xiaolu, and naturally he didn't understand why the dragon would fall from the air by himself.
After Ling Xiaolu solved a trouble, he looked up and his heart stopped suddenly: "Dangerous!"
The guard sensed the danger with a clear heart, but when he turned around, he saw a giant dragon swooping towards him in mid-air at high speed.
Ji Meng rushed towards him desperately, but was still a second slower.
The guard's eyes widened, staring in disbelief at the commander who blocked the fatal blow for him.
The commander looked down stiffly at the dragon claws that pierced his body, and then raised his head stiffly.
"You... the guard... haven't I told you many times... deserting on the battlefield... is a very dangerous... thing..."
He slapped the blood-stained sword in his hand into the guard's arms, and fell down slowly and silently.