MTL - Half Immortal-Chapter 21

Yan Wei blinked.

Sunlight slants down, passing through the sparsely populated alleys in the world, half of the alleys are shone in the sun, and half in the shadows. And the man in black stood in the shadow, as if completely melted into the darkness.

If he hadn't heard the long arrow with the invitation letter coming, Yan Wei would not have noticed the existence of this person at all.

Very strong.

The person in front of him is definitely not a low-level player below the fifth floor.

Yan Mingguang moved his wrist, and the tail of the whip tied to Yan Wei's hand retracted to the handle of the long whip. At the moment when he retracted his long whip, this person rarely said a human sentence: [Stand behind me. 】

Yan Wei moved behind Yan Mingguang without saying a word.

The moment Yan Mingguang took off his hood from the bar and stood in front of the dealer, they were already grasshoppers on a rope, Yan Wei was obviously not able to fight, so he was hiding in Yan Mingguang at this time Nothing wrong behind.

A gray trench coat wraps his slender but thin body, pure black hair is soft and fluffy, and thick eyelashes glide through the sunlight between flashes, casting fine shadows.

Lin Zhen's eyes crossed Yan Mingguang, looked at Yan Wei carefully, his eyes became more and more playful: "Yan, you have a good eye."

Yan Wei felt goosebumps when Lin Zhen looked at it.

Fortunately, this frivolous look is not a bad thing - if you have doubts about his identity, it should not be such a look.

The conversation between them just now, the person in front of you should not have heard.

Yan Mingguang glanced at the tiger's mouth that was dripping blood, and tightly held the pure black invitation letter with his sharp-boned hand, said solemnly: "Who are you?"

Lin Zhen just smiled, his bewitching red pupils reflected the sunlight, and his tone was full of excitement: "Open it?" He pointed to the invitation letter in Yan Mingguang's hand.

Yan Mingguang opened the invitation with one hand.

On the invitation letter, under the thick black background, scarlet blood wrote the dungeon reminder and layer number information that this invitation letter can open.

In addition, the invitation letter has been signed with a player's name - Lin Zhen.

"Because I was the first player to bet you through the Promenade Hotel copy, I not only got the right to choose the invitation, I also got two identical invitations. My name It's already signed," Lin Zhen smiled, raised his head slightly, and took a deep breath in enjoyment, "This invitation letter is for you. I heard that you are not afraid to provoke Jiang Xiu... I can give Jiang Xiu another chance. An invitation letter to enter this copy, ah... It seems that now, it depends on whether you dare to sign this letter."

Lin Zhen fiddled with the bowstring of his pitch-black longbow boredly. As the bowstring vibrated, a black arrow appeared out of thin air on the longbow.

Yan Mingguang turned a blind eye to this show of strength, just said solemnly: "The purpose."

"My purpose? Hey, I have no goals. I only like two things - defeating the strong and being defeated by the strong."

Lin Zhen flipped his wrist, put the longbow on his back, turned around and disappeared into the shadows.

"yan...look forward to seeing you in the dungeon - it's okay to bring a pet."

People are gone.

On the invitation letter held by Yan Mingguang, the name of "Lin Zhen" lay there quietly, the clue of the copy only had the pattern of a half-open umbrella, and below the pattern was the number of copy layers.

—seven floors.

This is actually a seven-layer dungeon related to umbrellas!

Yan Wei closed his eyes and listened carefully, but his perception did not give him any information. This sudden appearance of Lin Zhen is obviously stronger than all the players they have seen so far. Yan Wei still doesn't want to take it lightly and still maintains that docile expression, saying, "Let's go back first?"

The snort slid through the air, and the long whip was again tied to Yan Wei's wrist.

[? 】Yan Wei is righteous, 【Let's go back like this? Do you really take your pets? 】

【Prevent accidents and facilitate communication. 】

The man still had a cold face, his expression did not change at all, and the voice from the whip was imprinted with indifference.

This is also true, this is the best way to keep Yan Wei's identity from being exposed.

Yan Wei glanced at the whip, followed the whip, and looked at the bottomless black eyes of the other party.

...But why did he feel that Yan Mingguang was gloating just now?

Dengjiu District, the bar where Fang Cai Yanwei and Yan Mingguang visited.

All players watched the two leave in dead silence, and then bursts of commotion broke out.

"The player who just passed the first floor provoked Jiang Xiu on the tenth floor? Didn't he want to escape quickly? And he provoked Jiang Xiu in such a high-profile way, it was like hitting Yuemang in the face, Other organisations that want to recruit will now just wait and see.”

"It's a pity. The first rookie dungeon can open the gambling building, and it is also recorded in the endless stone tablet. This yan has infinite potential. It's okay to shrink and grow up later..."

"With Jiang Xiu's character, even if he deliberately descended the building, he would go to Yan."

"The spirit is too high, no matter how high the potential is, it is only potential. Before it grows up, it means that there is no strength. I thought there would be one more seed. "

“…”

Jiang Xiu sat in the box of the bar and watched the video projection of Yan Mingguang before the dealer.

His face was low, the blue veins on his forehead slightly burst, and his voice was filled with anger: "He is really brave."

The banker standing beside him held a pure black invitation letter in his hand, nodded and bowed: "Brother Jiang, you calm down, it is not worth it to be angry with the **** who has just passed a level copy, isn't it?"

Jiang Xiu turned around and took the invitation letter and opened it.

On the invitation letter, the copy reminds to draw an umbrella pattern, the number of layers is seven, and the invitation letter opens the copy in five days.

"From Lin Zhen?"

"Yes. He said...he said, said he would bring yan into this copy..."

Jiang Xiu sneered.

"Lin Zhen, he doesn't join any organization, and he never acts with others. When he sees a strong man, he rushes forward, enters the dungeon three times in a row, and lifts the building to the seventh floor three times in a row. Someone who can't figure it out."

"Then I'll help you return this invitation?"

"But he's done everything he's going to do. Don't come to me these days, I'm going downstairs, down to..."

Jiang Xiu glanced at the number of layers on the invitation.

"Down to the seventh floor."

After Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang returned to the apartment arranged for them in the building, Yan Wei called Gao Ming, and the three discussed in Yan Wei's apartment.

Yan Wei also learned some basic information from Gao Ming.

Players in the world of the building call those players who have the potential to climb to the top as seeds. Jiang Xiu, who has already made a hatred, and Lin Zhen, who sent them the invitation letter, are both seed players.

Jiang Xiu's force value is high, and he is steady and steady, with the support of a large-scale organization Yuemang behind him. He has a wide network of contacts, a lot of props, and is still a ten-layer player.

Lin Zhen was mysterious and unpredictable, and his sword was slanted. Open the casino.

It was all hard ideas, but Yan Wei finally made the decision. Together with Yan Mingguang, they signed the invitation letter on the seventh floor and directly chose to lift the building from the first floor to the seventh floor.

This is not a blind death, but Yan Wei's decision after careful consideration.

He first spent a whole day to quickly understand the general difficulty of the dungeon, and also went to the casino area, roughly defining the difficulty of the dungeon of the Promenade Hotel should be around the fifth or sixth floor , so their next dungeon enters the seventh floor with higher difficulty, which is within the range that they can survive.

Also, even if they don't enter this dungeon, they choose to hide temporarily and start from the second floor to accumulate strength and experience. It is very difficult to escape Jiang Xiu one by one. When encountering Jiang Xiu with ten layers of experience and props in the low-level dungeon, the possibility of counterattack is almost zero.

But if it is in the seventh-tier dungeon with higher difficulty, the difficulty represents the opportunity, the strength of rapid feedback, and the possibility of finding powerful items - they will be able to meet Jiang Xiu at that time. There is more room for mediation.

Lin Zhen probably also thought of this, so he was sure that the invitation letter he sent would definitely be signed.

The panel's mall in exchange for some needed things.

The next dungeon is too dangerous, Yan Wei and the two do not intend to let Gao Ming follow the danger. Yan Wei used the permission to win the gambling building to choose a three-story simple copy, Yan Mingguang changed it to a four-story simple copy, and gave them all to Gao Ming, plus the invitation letter of the two-story simple copy owned by Gao Ming. , enough to ensure that Gao Ming's next three copies are safe.

In the four days before the opening of the dungeon, Yan Wei was basically analyzing other dungeons, and he also practiced his skills under the guidance of Yan Mingguang.

The man slightly wrapped around him from behind, his knuckles firmly grasped his wrist, and corrected his posture, saying: "The strength and accuracy are good, before the bull's eye is reached, the force is exerted The method is wrong."

Yan Wei: “…”

Such a cold and good-looking man taught him this, and he couldn't blame him for throwing it away.

Even if he's **** who doesn't want to be in a relationship, he's gay.

He blinked, lowered his eyes, restrained his embarrassed expression, took the dagger picked up by Yan Mingguang and said, "Your students are committed to this virtue, Mr. Yan, you can't do it."

Yan Mingguang: “…”

The five-day copy buffer period is fleeting.

The moment the countdown on the invitation came to zero, Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang, who were already waiting in the apartment, only felt that the surrounding light suddenly dissipated, and darkness gathered.

The familiar, eerie, ethereal chime sounds.

[Welcome to the copy in the building. ]