Instead of waiting for dark, they found a place in Roseburg to have dinner.
With the assistance of the two Transcendents, those gangsters were not a big problem.
Even the lowest Bronze-rank Transcendent has a crushing advantage over ordinary people in certain fields.
The name "Transcendent" was just learned by Si Anke and the two of them.
But Si Anke did not doubt this.
Just looking at Jiu'er's petite body, she can easily knock a strong man in his thirties into the air, and swing a huge ax taller than herself to cut him in half... Jiu'er alone might be able to open Wushuang directly.
You know, Jiu'er is less than 1.5 meters tall...
His sister, who was holding a two-color iron rod in her hand, seemed to be ready to bloom at any time, even if her strength was not as good as Jiu'er, she should be on par with her.
—Aside from other things, Si Anke is convinced of his sister in terms of reaction speed alone.
After asking about the information, she also left the head of the stalker who was about six or seven levels to Si Anke and citalopram.
"You try to kill it. We don't give experience for killing this kind of ordinary people who have not entered the rank. But if you kill him now, you can almost rise to half a rank."
Lin Yiyi said at the time: "The most important thing is to adjust your mentality. If you subconsciously keep your hands and don't dare to kill during a fight, you may be unlucky at a critical moment."
Si Anke understands this point of view very well.
Although he can use traps to ambush people, he can also kill enemies with poison... But if it is a close-range fight with real swords and guns, he feels that it is difficult for him to have that psychological quality.
Maybe after he got the resurrection ability, he would become a little calmer.
But for now, he obviously still feels a little flustered in his heart...
—I really need to see blood.
Si Anmo was soberly aware of this.
But he had a polite attitude...or a lady-first gentleman's attitude, he actually wanted to give this head to citalopram.
After all, he saw that the initial equipment citalopram got was a sword and shield.
This most likely means that she may need to face the enemy head-on.
And he is just a thief.
Dismantle traps, install traps, sneak up to interrupt when the enemy releases key skills, and then slip away directly.
Just highlight an edge ob.
But citalopram politely refused him.
"I don't really need this."
She said to Si Anke: "My fighting style basically doesn't see blood."
Si Anke didn't quite understand what she meant.
So citalopram took out the dagger and cut his palm.
Then she reached out her other hand and took Si Anke's arm.
Almost at the moment of contact, the scar on her palm began to heal visible to the naked eye.
After about five seconds, the injury had fully recovered.
She asked Si Anke: "Have you checked your status?"
Si Anke opened his panel inexplicably.
Then he was surprised to find that his health had inexplicably dropped by 5%, and had dropped to the dangerous line of 43%. But he doesn't feel anything at all...
As long as it touches the enemy - it will absorb the opponent's life silently.
Moreover, citalopram can also restore blood synchronously.
... In this way, she really doesn't need this kind of help.
"Sister Wen, your profession is so strong."
Si An engraved in admiration: "Fighting is a good hand..."
"Not necessarily, we still have to look at the state at night."
Lin Yiyi shook her head.
State at night
Si Anke doesn't quite understand. But he didn't ask too much - he would know in a while.
But just as they had finished their meal and were about to leave.
But an unexpected reinforcement came:
"... Your lord?"
Jiu'er stood up in surprise, and saluted Annan: "Good evening, Lord Lord!"
"Good evening, my lord."
Lin Yiyi also got up immediately, and then Si Anke and Citalopram also reacted and saluted the people who came.
The man was wearing a dark brown long windbreaker, with shoulder-length black hair, a fair and delicate face, and icy blue pupils that were so clean that it made one's heart chill.
He looked only about twelve or thirteen years old, like a heroic girl and a weak boy.
... Charles
No, not one-eyed.
Such an idea popped up in Si Anke's mind for the first time.
In terms of temperament, it is quite similar to the two ceremonies...
It's also a bit like the young master in "Single Dog: Die Twice"...
Not to mention anything else, I love it.
Annan nodded to several people, signaling them to come out first.
When there was no one there, Annan spoke in a cold voice: "Is this the person you introduced?"
He carefully inspected Si Anke and citalopram, nodded and praised: "The quality is good. I heard that there is a half-dead daughter this time, so I will come and have a look."
Hearing An Nan's words, Lin Yiyi was the first to react.
With a puzzled expression on her face, she asked Annan, "My lord, do you know... the half-dead daughter?"
"nature."
Annan nodded, and did not expose Lin Yiyi's somewhat clumsy acting skills, but cooperated with her and explained:
"The people resurrected by the pale princess are the half-dead daughters, and the half-dead daughters are the priests of the pale princess. They are counted as the dead among the living, and the living among the dead... It is between the living and the dead. Half-dead in the world. They don't fall in love with anyone, don't follow the rules, just follow their own heart..."
This is the information he just got from Mr. Bones yesterday.
Learn now and sell now, just take it out and pretend to be a force.
"I heard that someone is making trouble for you... They are the underground gangs of Roseburg, so I will not prevent you from retaliating against them, and I would also like to thank you for eliminating harm for the people."
Annan's face became slightly serious, and he lowered his voice a little: "But that group of people may be related to the rotten man, and this situation becomes troublesome... At the same time, I also want to supervise the two of you, so as not to hurt the innocent. Also Don't get caught—Roseburg, after all, isn't really our territory."
Speaking of this, Annan glanced at the two of them, and said slowly: "The famous trap master... and the priest of Princess Pale. It is not convenient for the public to know your identities.
"I will sneak in with you. You can regard this as surveillance and protection. But I will only watch from the sidelines. Unless I can confirm the evidence, I will not act rashly. Of course... if you really In case of death, I will also help."
—However, then my evaluation of you will be lowered.
Annan didn't say this, but Sianke and citalopram both understood.
Their hearts were also a little heavier.
How difficult is this task
Only the leader of the friendly team is needed to escort...
... But Annan didn't think so much.
He just wanted to take a closer look at the fighting methods of Si An Ke and Citalopram.
Although you can use the "Creator's Perspective" function, it's God's perspective. How can there be any stimulation from watching on the spot
And what Annan said before is actually true.
According to his investigation, this gang named "White Snake" did have connections with Rotten.
Except for the firearms they got from the garrison.
I am afraid that there will be something related to the path of the extraordinary.
After all, the previous ceremony of "Your heart will sing without touching it" was held inside Roseburg.
If not them, who else could it be
And since they know this ritual, they must not do anything else
Annan wasn't worried, Yiyi and Jiu'er plus two newbies couldn't kill these people.
He was mainly worried about the unknown aoe that Sianke and citalopram died of some kind of ritual.
In that case, is he resurrected or not
According to the settings he told the players before, the two of them should not be resurrected now. But Annan can't really let them die so inexplicably, can he
So Annan intends to follow them.
And if they do accidentally burp... there's a way to fix it.
By the way, it can also receive a wave of players' favor.
—Do you think you guys are attacking me
In fact, I am attacking you guys!
"Your name is... citalopram, right?"
Thinking of this, Annan made a cold voice and asked casually, "Can I see your 'pale body'?"
"no problem."
Citalopram also replied indifferently.
Her smokey voice formed from long-term smoking made her voice a little hoarse and distant.
But the others must not know.
These two people with indifferent faces were panicking in their hearts.
—Wait, what should a pale body look like? She won't ask how to use my pale body, will she
—Wait, what is the use of the pale body? He won't suspect that I'm not a decent half-dead daughter, will he