Yan Mingguang let go of his hand.
But he still carried some persuasion: "Resentment not only kills, but also hurts."
At this moment, Zhong Bufan also completely abandoned all his opinions, stepped forward two steps to Yan Wei, and said, "Zhuo Xidong has long known that the Guanyin Jingping Ping is in Shen's house, after so many days of searching, Afraid that the power of Wei Mo and others is simply not enough, so he made up a guise of a mage's handbook, and asked all the players in the Shen's camp to rummage through it. Didn't he? Have you ever thought that the most unlikely place is the most likely place, but —”
"But Zhuo Xidong now? Or not? He has obtained the Guanyin Jingyun bottle, which is enough to show how dangerous Jiang Jingyun's mortuary is?" Yan Wei laughed, "Isn't that nonsense? If you really come and go at will, the Guanyin Jingyun bottle Will the water still get our turn?"
Geng Liang looked sad: "Why don't we think of a way? Zhong Bufan is right, Zhuo Xidong, isn't it? Thinking about it, now? Recalling that when he used to kill chickens to scare monkeys, there were so many ways, but he chose to push people into it." The small courtyard of the mortuary... But when the two people were pulled out by the rope, it was..."
He turned around and pointed to the two corpses hanging in front of the hospital that had begun to show corpse spots.
Yan Wei shook his head, feeling a little helpless at the three people around him—one on the left and one on the right stood in front of him, leaving him only a space to retreat.
"Look at the corpses of those two people, besides the corpse spots, are there any other things?"
Geng Liang was stunned: "No? Yes... they should die very quickly. After they died, the black ring was damaged. I can't tell if they have it? What legendary props are used, but I'm outside? Did I hear anything? , it should be? is it not? there is.”
Yan Wei came to a conclusion: "Then? He died instantly."
Yan Mingguang knew he couldn't stop him, so he whispered to him: "You must come out before midnight. If you can't come out—"
"If you can't get out," Yan Wei tilted his head, leaned in front of Yan Ming Guang, the heat from his breath splashed on his chin, "Teacher Yan is going to die for me, I am very selfish , live? Be happy together, if you want to die...you will die as a couple."
These words are half-true, but more like a joke to ease the atmosphere at this moment. Yan Ming looked at him with a half-smile or half-smile, his expression remained the same, and his heart was not the same as before. would care too much.
But before he finished speaking, under the moonlight, a trace of hesitation seemed to flash across Yan Mingguang's deep black eyes.
Yan Wei suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
He believes that Yan Mingguang will live and die with him, but joking? It is one thing to say it generally, and another thing to actually do it. If something happened to Yan Mingguang, he was afraid that he would never turn back, but if something really happened and he pushed Yan Mingguang away before it was too late, how could he take it seriously
He glanced at Yan Mingguang, and his tone became cold for a while: "Then I'll go in."
Beside him, the man raised his hand and flicked his forehead lightly.
"Thinking too much all the time," the man sighed, "Don't talk about whether you will die every day."
Yan Wei's unpleasant taste was instantly driven away by the man's flick of his knuckles.
He raised his hand and stopped Zhong Bufan and Geng Liang, who felt they had 800 words to say: "I don't know how long Lin Zhen can keep those people away. If I continue, I think Lin Zhen is not dangerous enough." Don't worry, before midnight, as long as it's Shunshi's attack, it won't work on me. Even if it's not Shunshi, I'll be injured at most. After I come out, I can exchange for props or wound healing. You just have to make sure that I go in and get Guanyin's pure bottle of water It’s good that there are no other accidents at this time.”
Zhong Bufan was taken aback.
The one he was blocking? Yan Wei subconsciously put down slowly, and his whole body froze in place. The details and guesses recorded after studying countless copies overlapped with Yan Wei's words at this moment, and there was a weird idea that seemed to germinate at this moment.
Zhong Bufan was stunned: "...won't you die before midnight?"
No one answered his question, Yan Wei had already walked slowly into the dilapidated courtyard gate.
"—Will not die before midnight!?"
Yan Wei's words interrupted the fierce quarrel outside the dungeon.
Ever since that super high-level player found out the code name "V" and said this discovery in disbelief, these super high-level players have been sticking to each other.
Some thought it was just a coincidence. V said he was missing, but the last top-level dungeon took so long and ended in failure. However, V might just be dead.
A small group of people feel that this may be... really possible.
Xue Wan also heard these gossip, but just smiled disdainfully, not believing it at all.
Xiang Ying did not speak from the beginning to the end, and his face turned indifferently. The string of Buddhist beads in his hand gave him a sense of leisure.
Others in the world inside the building, whether they knew it, or didn't know it, or remembered it, or still found it unbelievable, didn't open their mouths. This code name represents something too heavy.
Until Yan Wei's words.
V's skills have always been a secret in the world inside the building. But many people have tried to speculate from his dungeon records, and occasionally found that V's words and deeds in the dungeon are very different, and the style of the previous day and the next day will be completely different.
Midnight is like a dividing line.
When they guessed Yan Wei's identity, Yan Wei also said the word "Midnight".
Even Xue Wan, who has been watching the show, was stunned at this moment, holding the long knife without moving, just slightly raised his head to look at the projection, his complexion became more serious.
He thought of one of the few encounters with Yan Wei during the 49th floor dungeon. In fact, he hadn't really fought Yan Wei face to face, but he had to admit that throughout the entire instance, he was in a state of being suppressed, beaten, and beaten by Yan Wei's group. It seemed that no matter what he did, in front of Yan Wei, he just tickled it gently and deftly, and it was resolved with a flick of his fingertips.
This feeling…
It's very similar to the legendary V.
"Child," Xiang Ying smiled, "Do you want to bet your life with me?"
inside the copy.
In a private house in Guanyin Town.
Carrying an almost empty flagon in his hand, the scholar stumbled into his courtyard. There is no one in the whole house, only the candles in the bedroom are flickering. He was so drunk that he was still there when he entered the door? He stumbled and fell to the ground suddenly, and the jug shattered into eight petals with a crisp sound.
He didn't even get up, just lying on the ground like this, chanting the name of his sweetheart.
His sweetheart rejected his marriage proposal a few days ago, he went to the flower house to get drunk for several days, and he had no choice but to come back until today when all his money was gone.
The ground was very cold, which relieved the heat brought by the warm wine. The scholar smelled the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, turned over, half-closed his eyes and saw a bright red hem.
He looked up, and in a daze, he saw the appearance of his sweetheart.
The other party knelt down slowly in front of him, and the fragrance of flowers became stronger and stronger. The candle on the side suddenly went out for some reason, and the surrounding air became a bit colder, but the scholar didn't notice it, he just stared at the woman in red in front of him, and said the name of his sweetheart.
"I like you..." he said, sad and smiling? "You don't like me."
The woman laughed? She made a sound.
The scholar feels that the fragrance is getting sweeter and sweeter, and the "sweetheart" in front of him has already stuck to it, and the chill around him has turned into endless spring scenery. a long time.
The figure in red stood up slowly, and chuckled lightly: "It's so cheap that I can't love it."
Yan Wei stepped into the small courtyard.
Perhaps it was because everyone knew it was dangerous here, and the courtyard door was not locked at all, so Yan Wei just pushed it and walked in.
What came into his eyes was the resentment that was so thick that it turned into black energy in essence, coming towards him. With deep resentment and thoughts, it instantly enveloped Yan Wei who had just stepped a few steps away. He can feel that these grievances and thoughts are as heavy as Mount Tai, and they can kill people in an instant.
But his skills were on his body, and the black energy entangled upwards, but stopped an inch away from him, unable to advance any further.
Even so, he still felt the outpouring of resentment. These evil grievances weighed down his nerves, mottled and mixed, as if there were countless utterances mixed in, but they were so chaotic and blurred that they couldn't be heard clearly.
It was like throwing a black stone into clear water, instantly blasting away the overwhelming greed, hatred and delusion, and all of them came towards Yan Wei. Even though the black energy couldn't cause substantial harm to his body, Yan Wei still felt the oppression in his mind.
A little unsteady mind, that is? A moment of madness. If a person with much weaker perceptual powers stands here, and there is no need to kill people with black energy, they will probably die of mental breakdown first. No wonder the two people didn't react after being thrown in. I'm afraid they lost consciousness before they could use their props.
He was in a daze for a while, and then he stood firm, his perception slowly spread out, and he looked at everything in this yard.
The yard was dilapidated, and there was only one house in front of it. The weeds around it were no longer up to people's knees, and the ground was full of dust. Haven't been here for a long time? Someone has set foot here.
Yan Wei followed the path, stepped over the weeds, and walked slowly into the open house.
What came into view was a big black coffin, which was even more deep in the black air, as if it had sucked all the light, and one glance could sink people into the endless abyss. The coffin boards were tightly covered, and the sides were covered with nail caps, which had obviously been strengthened several times. The inside of the coffin was very peaceful, as if it was just a peaceful corpse, and there was nothing vicious there.
Against the black air, Yan Wei's perceptual ability scanned the room twice, and found a white porcelain bottle in a corner on the right side.
— Avalokitesvara Cleansing Bottle!
He stepped forward a few steps, wanting to bend down to pick up the porcelain vase, but as soon as he lowered his head, he saw that under the black air, there seemed to be thick blood drawn on the dusty ground. Wire.
Yan Wei paused, enduring the pain caused by the black air, followed the lines and glanced at the floor of the room, and suddenly found that this was actually a formation.
Thinking of Song Chengan's discovery of the Great Suppressive Formation and the Reversal Formation in Guanyin Temple just now, Yan Wei knew that this might be another useful formation, and silently memorized this pattern in his mind.
The surrounding black air is rolling? It seems that there is a wind blowing, but for some reason, even the resentment is blowing. Except for Yan Wei who was an inch wide, the black air in the room surged, and the silence was very eerie.
"Hide your head and show your tail..."
Yan Wei endured the deepest and heaviest negative emotions brought by the black air, and his face was already a little pale, but he stood in front of the Guanyin Jingping bottle, his back was still straight, and he said calmly: "Since everyone told me that you are here , you still want to play tricks and hide beside??"
In front of his eyes, the tumbling black air suddenly paused, and then a piece of black air condensed into a vague human shape at an extremely fast speed, and ethereal and strange voices came from all directions of Yan Wei.
"Isn't it? Have you thought about it? The way you say hello..." Evil Nian let out a few sharp laughs, "He guards you so tightly that I tried to come to see you several times but was blocked by him. Tsk, he has more experience this time than last time. He is afraid that I will confuse your judgment, so he won't even let me in the copy. If it weren't for the monstrous malice in this room, let me use the? Come, I don't know when I will see you..."
The expression on Yan Wei's face remained unchanged, but there was a storm in his heart.
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The person who said evil thoughts... Could it be Yan Ming? Guang!
Yan Mingguang has been blocking evil thoughts from entering the dungeon!
This is simply not something a player can do.
The human figure formed by the black air took two steps forward. Yan Wei stabilized his mind, restrained all his emotions, looked at it coldly, and said, "If you have anything you want to tell me, you want to use it to hinder me, to harass me?" What I'm thinking about is still here? That's fine. Since it's so difficult for you to come this time, if I go out, you won't have a chance."
Evil thought "haha" and laughed a few times: "You are still so interesting."
"Why, if you want to do it, I'll let you do it, shouldn't you be satisfied?"
"You know I'm going with? What did you say?"
"Left and right, you are here to live."
Evil thoughts spread his hands: "This is so ugly, how can I live, isn't this also letting that person and I have the same root and origin-ah, yes, you call him Yan Mingguang, isn't this also giving him multiple choices? ?”
"Yan Wei, you are so determined to break the situation this time, you don't care about his life or death at all... He must not have returned all the memories to you."