He Qin raised a finger upward, and the dim star ring flashed from his hand.
The penultimate floor mentioned by the Holy Son refers to the floor below her room, which is where the city lord spends most of his time. Since the four of them have already prepared to break in, there is no need to cover up anything. The props they wear make them really turn into pieces of ginger mixed in the braised chicken and rice. Anyone who picks them up happily and wants to fully enjoy the deliciousness of the chicken will eventually bite into a mouthful of spicy spicy food.
Four wind-like shadows have jumped from the bottom of the tower to the outer tower body, running fast on the red walls of ruby and glazed. For a long time, in order to ensure that the difficulty of the world can be steadily increased, the players' own attributes have been more or less suppressed, and now they are finally fully unlocked. Wen Zheliu could feel that thunderous power was surging in his veins, as if he could run up the ladder to Babylon in one breath.
"Holy Son," Du Zijun called in a deep voice, "Where is the city lord?"
The wind howled, and the Holy Son's voice came clearly to their ears: "He has been back for a while, and the temperature on the fourth floor from the bottom is now the highest."
"Cut off the passage between the fourth floor and the second floor," Wen Zheliu said suddenly, "Can you do it, Holy Son?"
The Holy Son hesitated for a moment, and then answered honestly: "Yes, I can."
In Awa Qiyuan, a female official was holding a palace lantern, followed by two rows of maids. She held up a lantern to look at the ukiyo-e on the top floor, which was a huge double statue of a male and female god wearing a grand white robe and a crown of the sun and moon. The painter painted their noble ornaments with real gold. In the past, when Taifu was still there, whenever she came down from the top of Awakihara, gold powder would flutter down from the god's crown, like a brilliant scene. of snow and rain.
Now that she is gone, the mural has become dim and loses its former power. The female official needs to check it from time to time so that someone can repair the flaws that appear on the painting, trying to keep it in its most perfect state until the master comes back.
Her palm gently touched the cold and smooth wall, and she was suddenly startled.
There is a will...the supreme will, conveyed from the inside of Awakihara, like the Queen's order, quietly cutting off the entire floor from other floors!
If a ghost wanted to go up to the top two floors at this moment, he would just wander around on the endless spiral staircase.
A moment of ecstasy suddenly bloomed on the face of the female official, who was quickly restrained by her restraint. This must be Taifu's handiwork. She needed something, but she couldn't be discovered by the city lord, so she quietly sealed off this floor...
"Okay." Shengzi said, "I made a one-way street that can only be exited but not entered, but it cannot be maintained for too long. He will definitely find out soon."
Withdrawing her hand, the female official's eyes revealed a gentleness of relief. She turned around again, and the tenderness in her eyes had frozen into cold ice. She said to the maid behind her: "Now send someone to the lowest level to get those stale ghost wines and Get rid of the pine!”
The maid holding a slightly smaller palace lantern was stunned and said awkwardly: "But the city lord..."
The female officer Hanshou sneered: "The first floor of Awakihara stores a large amount of ghost sake and pine wood. It has been extremely hot for a long time. Even the glazed tiles are covered with a layer of wine moss. It is not decent as a residence for a prince at all! Since the new The wine and pine wood have already been shipped, why are they piling up so much? Aren’t the ghost soldiers standing outside very idle, let them clear out a batch!"
The idle ghost soldiers she was talking about were naturally the Shibagi Naginata Cavalry who always lingered in the depths of the underworld and never dispatched easily. However, as the tutor of the prince, the female official had a special and noble status in the entire city that never sleeps. Don't take those big ghosts like gods and demons seriously.
The maid did not dare to disobey her order, so she bowed hurriedly and ran downstairs.
The Holy Son whispered: "Although some ghosts have bought you a little time, you still have to hurry up!"
"clear."
A few hundred meters passed by in a flash, and the wall opened and closed silently like a living thing, and four people entered.
"What a huge site!" Xie Yuanyuan couldn't help but marvel, "It's really empty..."
He looked left and right, but said no more. The floor of the room was as dark as rippling water. Thousands of pillar-shaped white candles were burning in the lamps, but they could not illuminate the gloomy darkness like a solid body. Farther away, a dark throne stood silently on the stairs, as if dead. The huge skeleton of a monster.
… What an empty cemetery, he thought.
Wen Zheliu and He Qin both frowned.
"So this is the penultimate floor..." Wen Zheliu looked solemn.
He Qin nodded, his golden eyes shining in the dark: "It's the place we just visited."
"The city lord didn't come back here." Wen Zheliu looked around and said, "The fire has also been cleaned up."
The Holy Son said softly: "Except for my room, he likes to wander around the entire Awakihara. He is more like a ghost than a ghost."
After a pause, she added: "My assistant is in the corridor outside the door. She doesn't know you are here, but she can delay it for a while."
"Thank her for us." Wen Zheliu said. He looked at the empty room with some indescribable feelings in his heart. When he and He Qin sneaked into this place, Bai Jingxing was imprisoned here... not far away from them. Far away
"Right in front of you," the Holy Son said apologetically, "Other than that, I can only perceive this place, I'm sorry."
Wen Zheliu raised his head and looked behind the throne.
"Okay, just leave the rest to us."
He drew out his short knife. His expensive diamond cane here could only be used as a fire stick. Maybe even a fire stick was not qualified. Without the attribute blessing of "toughness" or "strongness", the A-level props blocked by the system could only be used as a fire stick. It's reduced to just putting on a pretty display. Even if you use it to slap people, you have to be careful about the problem of accidentally discounting it if you are too strong.
The four people approached the throne. Behind it was a heavy curtain, embroidered with countless zombies and lifelike corpses.
"What are you doing, hanging the curtain for political purposes?" Xie Yuanyuan complained, and then he lifted the curtain. Unexpectedly, a long dark corridor was revealed underneath.
A golden light array swirled in He Qin's eyes, and he whispered: "I saw Bai Jingxing... at the very end!"
He slashed horizontally, and the sword energy was turbulent for a moment, and the darkness that shrouded the passage was completely repulsed. Xie Yuanyuan opened his eyes wide and saw Jade and Peacock Pupils activated together. They finally witnessed Bai Jingxing's current situation - at the end of the corridor, he was hanging on the rough stone wall, his face was pale, and blood overflowed from his closed lips. It dries to a solid black red.
Wen Zheliu had never thought that there was such a prison cell inside Awa Qiyuan, which was made of ruby glazed and crystal and looked like a fairyland in Qionglou!
The battle here was already quite big, and the city lord had already been alarmed. Wen Zheliu rushed forward and cut off the chains on Bai Jingxing's body with the ghost bone dagger. Du Zijun stretched out his hand to clamp his cheeks and said sternly: "Medicine! He is very good." Maybe he bit his tongue!"
He Qin and Xie Yuanyuan found the unconscious Liao Binglu in the corner of the cell. Xie Yuanyuan said in disbelief: "Only two people came to Fengdu in the white night?"
"Two people are enough," He Qin quickly broke the shackles. "No matter how many more people there are, we can't save them."
Hearing a crisp sound, Du Zijun had already forcibly pulled off Bai Jingxing's chin and pried open his teeth. Wen Zheliu hurriedly used potion to wash Bai Jingxing's mouth, fearing that this man had a strong temper and could not bear to be captured and would bite his tongue to commit suicide, but The blood did not come from the bite wound... Even in such an urgent situation, and the city lord could kill him at any time, Wen Zheliu still unconsciously stopped the movement of his hand.
-Blood and ink were mixed and dripping, overflowing between his teeth, and only echo-like ripples spread out in circles in the rugged rocky mountain... It was a miniature picture, and the city lord actually tattooed it on him On the tongue!
Du Zijun's face twisted and he uttered one word: "Fuck..."
It is not easy to manually tattoo such tiny patterns with complicated lines on the skin, let alone a slippery tongue? Wen Zheliu asked blankly: "The sound of the valley... Why is it the sound of the valley?"
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Yugu Hibiki is a monster created from the huge echoes refracted in the mountains. It usually has no entity. If it weren't for the circles of water-like lines, he wouldn't be able to recognize the content of the tattoo. Why did the city lord choose such a picture and have it tattooed on his tongue...
The high-level wound medicine was extremely powerful. Liao Binglu had opened her eyes slightly. At the same time, huge murderous intent rushed from the bottom of the tower to the top. Without any time to think about it, Wen Zheliu hurriedly carried Bai Jingxing on his shoulders and said hurriedly: "Holy Son!"
The wall of the cell burst open, and Amaterasu's will forcefully penetrated the space where they were, like an irresistible law. A strong wind rushed in from the gap. Wen Zheliu was about to jump off the tower against the wind, but a pale face suddenly appeared in the dark night!
"you… "
There was no sign, only the light of the long and narrow sword floated like a lonely spider thread rippling on the branches, diagonally dividing the face into two.
He Qin put one hand on Wen Zheliu's shoulder, and the other hand holding the knife shook the blade. It was like raindrops on an umbrella. The blood vibrated. There was no blood on his knife, but it did have a clear light like a heavy rain. , tearing into the city lord's body in the darkness!
"Let's go." His voice was cold and solemn, like a sword sinking in a pool of water, "You go first."
He had sheathed the knife, and his hand was still on the handle. The wound on his shoulder that had not completely healed burst open again, and a dark color seeped out on his pure black windbreaker.
"...coward rats, don't even think about escaping!" The city lord's face that was cut in half did not close together. His broken features were like chaotic ink, constantly changing in the air. His mourning-like black clothes completely blended into the night. He couldn't tell whether he was wearing darkness or whether darkness was his body.
"The retreat channel is ready!" Hua Ying yelled in the headset, "As long as you stand on the ground, we will have a way to avoid that bullshit Naginata Rider and pull you to a safe place!"
"The next time I draw my sword, it will be Tian Congyun," He Qin said lightly, "You might as well try again and see if you can deflect my blade."
The Amancongyun Sword ranks first among the three swords of the Gods. In the past, after Susano'o ordered him to chop off the nine heads of the Yamata-no-Orochi with the Amahaha Sword, the Amahahaha Sword was broken by its tail. Susano'o So he was shocked. What he was holding was the sword of the gods, the sharp blade that killed the Kagu Earth God of Fire. What could destroy the blade of Tian Yu Yu Zhan? So he cut open the snake's tail and found the clouds in the sky.
It was an invincible divine weapon, one of the legends that even Takamagahara had to shun!
The city lord laughed loudly: "Arrogant! Can you really pull out that knife here? Do you think you can really fight against the gods?!"
"Gods don't call themselves gods," He Qin's eyes were stern, "because it sounds too rustic."
The laughter stopped suddenly, and the city lord's eyes seemed to be on fire, emitting majestic golden light! The equations for dismantling the world seemed to be swirling in his eyes. He Qin's brows jumped. The city lord's split lips opened and closed, and ancient and obscure words came out from them. Each one seemed to be a solid body, and it was as heavy as a mountain when it hit the big mountain. on the ground.
He had no time to draw the sword. The city lord's movements were faster than he could draw the sword. General Yuhua's exclamations were like waves, one after another ringing in the communication device. The city lord opened his arms and was already hugging him from the deformed space. The figure of a girl.
The Holy Son's face was pale, and he was holding his throat.
"You ran away again, Taifu. Thanks to you for using Amaterasu's power. Otherwise, how could I have discovered you?" He laughed hoarsely, his split face swaying from side to side, and the wounds seemed to be flowing with ink. " And this time, you escaped for many days.”
Xie Yuanyuan roared: "Let her go!"
The hidden sword made a sharp arc, and Du Zijun couldn't even catch up to stop him. This blow condensed all the skills and power he could. He had ended death, so the tip of his knife also carried a lonely killing intent like death. For an assassin, killing people does not require too many gorgeous skills. It is like pursuing the ultimate state of martial arts. It is the high-end ice crystal at the peak of the snow mountain. Under the sharp edge, it has the majesty of ruling over all things. Assassins All he had to do was become a speck among billions of snowflakes, submerging the knife in his hand into the most inconspicuous wind. He had been here, and no one knew he had been there.
Xie Yuanyuan's body collapsed in the boundless night. His breathing was long and heavy, blending with the sound of the wind. There was no trace of his movements. Only his eyes were as bright as lightning, and he flew straight towards the target!
But the city lord raised the corners of his mouth, as if in silent sarcasm.
The raging anger got even worse, and the soul in the boy's chest roared like a lion. How dare you laugh at the anger of a person who loves and protects what he cherishes? You self-proclaimed clown!
Unparalleled concentration, assassins, scouts, thieves, assassins, refugees in the shadows, ancient professions that have been hidden and mysterious for thousands of years while retaining their ancient honor. They are a group that is king in the art of assassination, a twisted space, The so-called realm of gods was like fragile soap bubbles in front of Xie Yuanyuan, shattering at the touch of a touch.
If there is the power of God blocking you...then just kill the power of God too!
The Holy Son hurriedly shouted: "Maple!"
The golden light flowing from her body illuminated the night, and also dispelled the darkness that obscured the city lord. Xie Yuanyuan's figure was like a whirling light swift, thrusting a knife into the back of the tall and thin humanoid!
Even if the river of the underworld cannot destroy this monster's body, what about the blood of Hela and the blood of the goddess of death? Can he be killed
The city lord finally let out a painful howl, which was really like the shrill roar of a wild beast. The black robe violently agitated, and he knocked Xie Yuanyuan away with force. He reached out to his back and touched the black blood in his palm.
Du Zijun intercepted Xie Yuanyuan who was beaten and flew away. This time he did not blame him, but Xie Yuanyuan was breathing heavily, one of his ribs was broken, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose.
"For the girl you love, it is indeed what a man should do to pull out a murderous knife against thousands of opponents who are invincible together." He said lightly, "You have grown up. Although you are playing backstabbing , other girls don’t like you either.”
Xie Yuanyuan couldn't help but inhale in pain, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Please don't continue to hurt me at this time, okay? The point shouldn't be that Hela's blood is actually ineffective on him!"
"How dare you hurt me, you ant... you despicable person!" The city lord roared furiously, his split face extremely hideous, "If you want to see the wrath of God, then you can do it!"
The Holy Son shouted: "Don't hurt them! I asked them to do this. Do you still want to disobey me?!"
Xie Yuanyuan fell to the ground of the cell and staggered to prop up Liao Binglu's body. He looked up at the face of the Holy Son filled with fear and anger, and did not notice that Liao Binglu had opened his eyes.
The city lord looked at her with parted eyes, his squirming face was like a double-headed evil snake. He suddenly laughed and hissed: "You are the noble Amaterasu, the prince of the city that never sleeps. How dare I disobey your order?" ? But the Oiran election is coming soon, and the common people are setting up a world-famous stage for you. Why don’t you go to the joyful celebration and instead focus your noble attention on a few humble people? "
"There are twenty days left for the Oiran election!" The Holy Son was pinched by his throat, but he didn't dare to take action. Amaterasu's light was an indiscriminately shining weapon. She could kill this monster a thousand times or ten thousand times. Times, but what about the people below? She tried her best and said: "Since there are still so many days, then you should do your duty. As Amaterasu, I order you not to be arrogant here!"
"How could it be possible, Taifu?" The city lord's voice was extremely soft, "How could it be possible? At dawn, your oiran election will begin!"
Everyone was confused by these words. Hua Ying asked blankly: "He... what is he talking about?"
The city lord shouted loudly: "Watch carefully! Look at me carefully - look at the God who decides your fate, life and death!"
Wen Zheliu was carrying Bai Jingxing on his back, and he felt a light coming from the sky, but it was not the light of the Holy Son, it was a more majestic, more irresistible, and inescapable light. In the darkest Huangquan all year round, a huge pupil suddenly opened in the sky!
The pupils moved downward, gradually revealing half of a larger, male-male face. There was a brilliant life crown on its forehead, and every ray of golden light it illuminated was like roaring thunder, just like a giant watching a scene. The sight of a crystal ball.
The scream of the Holy Son was swallowed up in the thunder, and in the moment of chaos, only the rampant laughter of the city lord was clearly distinguishable: "Sinners who rebel against God should turn into dust in the torrent of time!"
A heavy pressure like Mount Tai is coming, as if... no, it's not like that, that is the real God. At this moment, looking down from the clouds on the land like a toy model, He only needs to stretch out a little finger, and a city will fall and turn into a Scorched earth in the fire. But He will not care about this, because destruction and creation are all too easy for Him, so life and death are as trivial as flying catkins.
At this moment, the player's team channel suddenly lights up, which usually means that the last missing teammate has also joined in, and they will be counted as a team from now on. A soft voice sounded, and Xie Yuanyuan felt a weak air blowing on his skin, where the hairs were standing on end due to fear.
Liao Binglu said softly: "The veil of ignorance."
The lingering mist was released from her scarred body, covering everything.
The author has something to say: Let me tell you, after finishing this list, you may have to change your fate this month, because you are about to take the exam for the senior college, and people cannot stop self-improvement when they get older!
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