"Ning Ning," He Qin's voice was calm, and there was no sign of the strenuousness of the fierce battle at all. Only the deafening sound of the swords was like a landslide, "You should leave quickly, you can't stay there for too long!"
Wen Zheliu was stunned for a moment: "Hela... is dead?"
"Xie Yuanyuan killed her." Du Zijun was still angry and said in a deep voice, "What abilities do Jormungandr and Fenrir have?"
"Unknown." He Qin said concisely, "Everything is unknown. They never show their abilities in the City of Nova. We can only make guesses about the godhead."
"Jörmungandr is the giant snake that surrounds the atrium, connected head to tail; Fenrir is the monster that shakes the earth and is the culprit that caused Ragnarok. It swallowed the god king Odin and was killed by Odin's son. Hearing that Zheliu looked solemn, he rushed to meet Du Zijun and Xie Yuanyuan, "Hela symbolizes death, Jormungandr symbolizes reincarnation, and Fenrir symbolizes disordered destruction... From this aspect alone, Hela may be the best." An easy one to understand.”
He Qin looked straight ahead in the dazzling electric light. His sleeves were rolled up, and on his exposed forearm, the writings drawn by the three knife tips were still bleeding out.
"Yes," he said softly, "the next battle will only be very troublesome... very troublesome."
"You... you carved Xie Yuanyuan's name on your hand." Wen Zheliu hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "I just said how could you..."
He Qin smiled lowly: "If I had known, I would have carved yours first, and then carved his... Such an unprecedented first time should be reserved for Ning Ning."
"Fuck you!" Wen Zheliu was angry, funny and distressed, "Who wants you to carve my name on your body? Just concentrate on dealing with Li Rong!"
Among the four people, He Qinwu's intuition was the sharpest. The moment Xie Yuanyuan took the initiative to cut off contact with the world, He Qin happened to be listening to Du Zijun describe the characteristics of buttons. The moment Xie Yuanyuan's impression was slightly distorted, he I immediately noticed something was wrong.
How can he defeat Hela and escape from death
So between the battles, he directly carved Xie Yuanyuan's name on his arm, and when Du Zijun tried his best to regain his sense of existence, he regained his attention through pain and saw the three scrawled words again. Words in blood.
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“The only bad thing,” he laughed, “is that there are too many strokes.”
When Wen Zheliu arrived, Xie Yuanyuan was still bandaging his wounds, and Du Zijun looked away with a cold expression.
"Do you know what you did?" Wen Zheliu was almost mad at him, "Name is very important. If you take the initiative to forget your name, it is equivalent to taking the initiative to cut off the connection with the world. You will disappear. !”
"Don't talk about him, even if we do it, it will be too much," Du Zijun glanced at him coldly, "He is really not afraid of death."
"...Uh, no, we can't do it even if we want to," Wen Zheliu twitched the corner of his mouth, "Okay, that's not the point, leave quickly! If you kill Wang Shufen, the other two will come to trouble you soon. !”
Xie Yuanyuan was scolded so hard that he stood up quickly after hearing this: "Oh, where are the mission props? Are you looking for them?"
"Have you found the person who is responsible for the fire in the world?" Wen Zheliu asked, "There is a high probability that he is not here, no, or in other words, there is a high probability that he is not at any place we thought of."
"Do you have an idea?" Du Zijun dropped a cigarette butt and crushed it under his feet.
Wen Zheliu thought for a while, then sighed and took out the postpartum care book for sows.
"Follow me," he said.
He took the two familiar people and ran to the pig pen behind the monastery. The thunder was trembling, and the sound of beating in the sky was as earth-shattering as the thunder. Before the people of the world's fire noticed them, they heard the news. Liu waved his right hand: "This is it, try to look for it!"
Du Zijun: "..."
Xie Yuanyuan: "..."
"You..." Du Zijun said with difficulty, "Are you not mistaken?"
Wen Zheliu said: "No! On the first day of the dungeon, I found the monk here. He was feeding pigs, and I talked with him about philosophy for a long time..."
"That shouldn't be a pigsty!" Xie Yuanyuan said frantically, "I just rolled over the line of life and death, why do I have to come here to dig into the pigsty!"
After hearing what he said, Du Zijun calmed down.
Du Zijun: "You, go down and dig for me."
Xie Yuanyuan: "...ah?"
Seeing Xie Yuanyuan digging in the mud with his body hunched over and a bitter look on his face, Wen Zheliu couldn't help but scratch his hair. He still didn't understand. How on earth were they supposed to find a broken poem prop that didn't provide any clues? If it’s not here, then where else can it be
His hands suddenly stopped, he clenched his fists and shouted: "I know!"
"Ah?" Xie Yuanyuan turned around with the medicine bottle in his mouth and said, "Brother, what do you know?"
Wen Zheliu pulled out the cross from the inner pocket of his clothes. At this moment, its shape had undergone a distinct change. A clockwise spiral pattern was swirling on the woman's exposed waist, like a wedge waiting to be twisted open.
"I should have thought of it long ago... I should have thought of it long ago!" Wen Zheliu said excitedly, "It's really hard to find anywhere without wearing iron shoes. It didn't take any effort at all!"
Du Zijun asked in surprise: "Is it this cross? He gave you the last key prop on the first day of the mission?"
"It looks like it is," Wen Zheliu carefully unscrewed the cross. "He said that I had untied the knot in his heart, so he gave this to me... Sure enough, it's here! If I had known, we wouldn't be so useless. Kung Fu is running around everywhere..."
"It's okay," Xie Yuanyuan said, "Didn't I also solve a Hela? It's not a wasted trip."
Du Zijun said: "Shut up."
Xie Yuanyuan shrank his neck and suddenly stopped talking.
Wen Zheliu gently pulled out the small roll of paper from the hollow cross, and then unfolded it slowly and very carefully. Different from the broken poems I got three days ago, the corners of the last page were neatly cut. It didn't look like it was torn into pieces, but more like it had been carefully cut and then carefully kept.
"He took you away..." Du Zijun squinted his eyes, distinguishing the ink traces on the paper that had been rubbed into rough edges, "... leaving me behind, a sad figure."
Prop name: Fragmentary page of a poem
Grade: e
Launch type: None
Cooling time: none
Attack power: none
Effect: None
Equipment level: 1
Prop introduction: It turned out to be a poem written with affectionate strokes, but it was torn up for some reason. The original poem seemed to describe a forbidden love that is unbearable in the world.
"In the story of birth, in the life of birth, in the world of birth, the honey on the tip of my knife is the torch burning in the wind.
The roaring and boiling anger were completely submerged in the ocean of tears. I could only sigh and remain silent.
-Every love you love will always have different endings, with tears and laughter difficult to share. Therefore, its happiness will never be able to compete with its pain. "
At this moment, the heaven and earth buzzed!
Wen Zheliu was shocked, and he secretly thought that something was wrong. Before he could put the note into his arms, he saw white light above the thunderclouds in the sky, overwhelming the world, flooding the world!
Main mission 2: Find out the reason for the death of the ghost (1/1) Completed
Obtain rewards: 200,000 experience points and 98 gold coins. The rewards have been sent to your package.
Congratulations, your level has reached level 46.
Please stay awake to receive the reward cg for solving the problem!
After prompting one after another, the four people withdrew from the battlefield at the same time and faced a window together.
He Qin was still holding the knife. Wen Zheliu hurried over and hugged his blood-stained arm with gauze. The two of them looked at each other, but neither of them had any intention of letting Xie Yuanyuan know about it.
"Does it hurt?" Wen Zheliu asked.
He Qin smiled so hard that he showed his teeth: "It won't hurt if you kiss me."
Wen Zheliu's kiss was like a dragonfly touching water, and he actually chirped on He Qin's lips.
"Come and see the last CG!" His face was a little red, as if to hide it, and he hurriedly grabbed He Qin's unwounded hand and pulled him to the small window.
He Qin was stunned for a moment. His fingers gently touched the corners of his lips and he couldn't help but smile.
"It's like someone's memory," Xie Yuanyuan muttered, "it's not holographic anymore."
In front of the four people, there was a closed wooden door, and the sounds of arguments kept coming from inside.
"...Stop talking, sir, we will not agree to your request!" The dean's tone was almost scolding, "We saved your life entirely out of a humanitarian spirit, because we believe in the Lord and we must also work with you. His people are kind, but we cannot break the tranquility here and let the people in the town provide you with shelter, and we have no right to decide!”
The scarred man seemed to say something again, and the monk's male voice also joined in slowly and seriously, refuting his suggestions one by one.
"...The war is over," he said. "A peaceful life is at your fingertips, so why get involved in unnecessary disputes?"
"What does that man want to do..." Xie Yuanyuan looked around and saw Jade, but he couldn't see what was going on inside.
Du Zijun lit a cigarette and said expressionlessly: "The war is about to end. It seems that they are still planning to robbing families and homes. This place is isolated from the world and is just suitable for a hidden stronghold."
Xie Yuanyuan spat: "You're crazy. You don't know how to go home if you don't have a father or a mother?"
Wen Zheliu shrugged his shoulders: "Maybe it's because I have no parents, no mother, and no home, so I did this kind of thing."
The argument inside was still going on, and there was someone outside who seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. The blond girl had a gloomy look on her face and pushed the door open, facing the three people in the room.
"Get out of here," she hissed.
The man's expression suddenly became extremely flustered, but Sister Ceresa, the holy nun, didn't care about anything else, grabbed the man's neck and dragged him out of the dean's study with one hand!
The man screamed loudly, and the dean and the monks were also startled, but Ceresa's face was as ferocious as a Shura ghost, and she roared angrily: "You wild dog, did I tell you to get out of here quickly?! What are you doing now, do you want to die?!"
Seeing the man trembling with fear and unable to say a word, she raised her hand and pushed him, throwing him several meters away and falling to the ground.
"Get out of here," she said viciously, "Take your dry food and luggage and get out tomorrow and tonight! Get out!!"
The man didn't dare to confront her head-on, so he rolled and crawled away as fast as he could.
"Celesa..." The monk looked at her worriedly, "Are you okay?"
Xie Yuanyuan was instantly moved: "Oh, what a man! Most people would be scared to death when they see this woman carrying someone with one hand, but it turns out that the first thing he cares about is whether she is good or not. No wonder the Holy Sister likes him."
The author has something to say: "Every love has different endings, and tears and laughter cannot be shared. Therefore, its happiness will never be able to compete with its pain." Adapted from Shakespeare, "Venus and Adonis"