MTL - Half Immortal-Chapter 36 Ankang Ancient Town (No. 15)

The footsteps went away again.

Yan Wei's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes stayed on the closed door. He was very sure that the goddess had been **** by them, and even if the goddess ran out, the goddess was tied out of the well by them, without an umbrella at all.

When the sound went so far away that she couldn't feel the movement at all, Yan Wei glanced at the last few minutes of the skill, and Yan Wei slowly got up and walked towards the door softly.

"I'll take a look."

On the first night they knew that it was a goddess, and the risk of opening the door was not foreseeable, so Yan Mingguang was more suitable at that time.

But now, in this unknown situation, Yan Wei thinks it's better for him to take a quick look now.

He just took two steps, when someone suddenly pulled him hard behind him. The man's strength didn't intend to discuss it with him at all, and he pulled him back, and the man walked to the front and said, "No, I'll see."

Yan Wei: “…”

He blinked: "Oh no, I asked you to see it last time, but you said no. This time I said I would see it, but you also said no?"

The man's expression did not change: "Yeah."

"..." Yan Wei spread his hands, "Okay, anyway, it's up to you to see the results."

Yan Mingguang: “…”

Yan Wei: "Be careful."

“…hmmm.”

Yan Mingguang walked to the door softly, charged the long whip in his hand, and opened the door vigilantly.

—Same as last night, nothing happened.

"How is it?" Yan Wei asked.

"It's the same as last night," Yan Mingguang said, "five identical skin and bone umbrellas."

"Jiang Xiu is also dead."

Before this, those who watched and analyzed this dungeon witnessed that Jiang Xiu and Zheng Mao were designed by Yan Mingguang and others to become the lowest score. At night in the dungeon, Jiang Xiu and Zheng Mao, who were still trying to figure out a way, turned off the projection.

The players who bet on the two of them are still waiting for them to find a counterattack, but it didn’t take long for Zheng Mao’s projection to turn off from black to only after the player dies A patch of grey. Not long after Zheng Mao's side was grayed out, there was an angry scolding from the Yuemang Organization, but it only took a moment...

—Everyone watched Jiang Xiu’s picture turn gray.

The whole place was quiet.

The people of Yuemang would grit their teeth and say something when Zheng Mao died, but when they saw Jiang Xiu was dead, they also stood there together.

This is a seven tier copy.

Compared to players like Lin Zhenyu Feizhou who lift buildings, and Yan Mingguangyanwei, who have only passed one level of dungeons, Jiang Xiu is the number of levels among the twelve people in the entire dungeon tallest. Even if some people didn't choose him when they made a bet before, most of them thought that Jiang Xiu would not be obsessed with the best player, and some even thought that Jiang Xiu would not win, but they did not think that he would be folded in this seventh-tier dungeon. .

But it happened.

The seed players cultivated by Yuemang gradually rose up layer by layer. Before, there were often old players of Yuemang who brought Jiang Xiu dungeon to brush props.

But he almost died in the hands of a novice player who had only passed one level of dungeon.

For Yuemang, this is not only heavy damage, but also a great shame - after this happened, the fresh blood who was going to join Yuemang would hesitate to some extent, after all, their seed players can be attacked by The newcomer fights back.

The old player of Yuemang angrily threw the analysis notebook to the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you still have faces left here? Go, go back."

Several new players looked at each other, and hurriedly raised their heels.

The scene exploded.

In the dungeon, it is easy to use the dungeon rules to counterattack.

yan definitely has the potential of seed players, and can even hit the middle and high-level dungeons.

Moonlight is a great shame, but other organizations see an opportunity.

"I'm done, I'm done, I bet on Jiang Xiu, before the copy is over, I'm doomed to lose..."

"I am also Jiang Xiu. I regret it now!"

"I just made a bet on whether it would be reversed, I bet yan, hahahahaha I think this will be the most beautiful casino I have ever won!"

There is one Ning Yi. Ning Yi may not be able to kill Yan Mingguang."

"I don't care about the moonlight, I'm just curious, it's normal for Yan to pull the Yufeizhou Alliance, but how did he get a neurotic like Lin Zhen to cooperate?"

“…”

Gao Ming stood among the players and smiled silently as Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang were still in a black scene.

He knew that in front of these two people, nothing was impossible. They have more potential than those newcomers who are touted by the world in the building. As long as Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang can keep pushing forward, they will surely reach the top one day.

He is an ordinary world player in the building, just watch it.

Seeing that his dungeon buffer period can no longer wait, Gao Ming took a last look at the dungeon projection, turned around and planned to leave and return to the apartment to make final preparations.

As soon as he turned around, he suddenly realized that there were several people standing in front of him. The men surrounded him from left and right, apparently blocking him.

Gao Ming was taken aback: "Who are you?"

The man standing at the center is quite feminine, with a gentle and delicate face, and his eyes are deep, as if he can't see the bottom.

He looked at Gao Ming and said meaningfully: "You are the one... The first player to clear the dungeon with Yan, what's your name... Oh, Gao Ming, right?"

Gao Ming's pupils shrank.

The man in front of him smiled faintly, put a hand on his shoulder, and said softly, "Then come with us."

In the corridor in front of the guest room, the wind brought by the continuous rainstorm kept infiltrating, bringing the slightest coolness. Against the backdrop of the five skin-bone umbrellas in a row, it was even more chilling down the spine.

There are sounds of doors opening and closing, it should be that other players are also opening the doors to observe the situation.

Yan Mingguang turned sideways to look away, and Yan Wei could also see the skin-bones umbrella at the door - just like last night, it was half-supported on the ground, and nothing could be seen.

He dismantled more than 100 skin and bone umbrellas of ordinary deceased people. Although the umbrellas made of skin and bones of girls disappeared in the end, but two of them had the phalanges in their hands, which should be missing the core strength.

What kind of leather umbrella will this be placed at their door? Who will be holding the umbrella?

Immortal state has passed.

Yan Wei thought about it for a while, and decided to put the umbrella back in the main hall of the mountain temple, just like last night. As for the issue of the phalanx, it is better to wait for the opportunity to run the well again, otherwise they will have no way to determine whether the current state of these umbrellas will be the same as the state of these umbrellas in the well.

He will speak out, and Yan Mingguang naturally agrees.

Jiang Xiu and Zheng Mao are also dead, they don't have to make those plans like last night. Yan Wei checked the room and Yan Mingguang directly returned the skin-bones umbrella back to the main hall.

In the middle of the night, just in case, the two were still squeezed on the same bed.

There is no heating device in the temple, and even the room is very cold. Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang were huddled together. Because of their height, they finally chose a posture that was quite nested in Yan Mingguang's arms.

Compared with the cold temperament, the temperature on Yan Mingguang's body is very warm.

Yan Wei closed her eyes and thought about the current problem, and unconsciously rubbed against each other's arms.

Yan Mingguang's breathing paused for a moment, but he didn't move, so he let Yan Wei lean on him.

Yan Wei was full of the situation and clues of the copy at this moment, and he didn't notice the short-term stagnation of breathing. He closed his eyes and said in a low voice in Yan Mingguang's arms, "I feel like we are... actually under a lot of pressure."

"Huh?"

"Jiang Xiu and Zheng Mao are dead, but I think Ning Yi... Although she has never been with Jiang Xiu, she is the seed player of Yuemang, even if she ignores Jiang Xiu, They won't turn enemies into friends with us," Yan Wei said while thinking, "but we haven't finished the dungeon now, and we don't even have a clue about the ladder. I doubt that we will have to deal with the skin-boned umbrella and the skinless female ghost in the future. , and even tonight... the person who put the umbrella - Hu Ayu is possible, after all, she is also in the mountain temple tonight, and she is the only one. But there is nothing that can confirm this speculation at present. "

"We'll have the next well."

"The well is for sure, I think the phalanges must be collected, otherwise so many are there, I can't understand their function. We have too many pressing things now, and the ghosts will follow the copy The development of time is getting stronger and stronger. Even if everyone achieves a short-term cooperation in the mode of rushing to answer points, a new round of information closure will begin with the death of the lowest score. I doubt that the method of collecting the phalanges will be obtained in Ning Yi. In the two points of the rush, so we not only have to find the ladder and survive the dungeon, but also ensure the lead in the rush, and at the same time, we have to fight with Ning Yi..."

"Don't worry about—"

"It's interesting. What did you just say?"

Yan Mingguang's Adam's apple moved slightly: "Nothing."

Yan Wei is not a quiet person, even when lying down, he likes to move around. Not long after he stabilized in a position, he turned slightly and bumped into Yan Mingguang's arms.

Yan Mingguang: “…”

Yan Wei didn't care what Yan Mingguang felt, he moved when he felt comfortable. Maybe it was because his mind was running all day today, or maybe it was quiet at the moment, he thought about it, when all the conjectures and clues were out of mind, back in the fantasy, the scene of Yan Mingguang kissing the corner of his mouth suddenly came to his mind. jumped out.

He thought he was a cheeky person, but somehow, when he thought of this scene, Yan Wei couldn't help blushing.

Fortunately, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and he is nestled in Yan Mingguang's arms, and no one can see his expression.

I just don't know what Yan Mingguang thought.

He thought that someone like Yan Mingguang should be the one who was more resistant, but he didn't expect...

"Did you hear that?" the man said suddenly.

At this moment, Yan Wei also heard other voices.

"Singing," he said, "it's that song again... It seems that Miss Sister is going to visit our room again."

Yan Mingguang: “…”

As expected, not long after, a skinless female ghost appeared again in the guest room of the two.

—It appears to have been replaced. Roughly looking at the bones under the **** facial features, the skinless ghost who came to their room tonight was not the one from last night.

After a while, no screams appeared, and the skinless ghost disappeared into the room after the singing stopped.

The night was long and quiet.

The next morning, Yan Mingguang turned on the projection and led Yan Wei to the kitchen with a long whip. At first glance, he saw Hu Ayu, who was quite embarrassed and seemed to be hiding in the kitchen all night.

Yan Mingguang just lifted his footsteps and walked towards Hu Ayu, when Ning Yi suddenly appeared in front, with a short knife in his hand coming towards Yan Mingguang.

In the blink of an eye, the whip wrapped around Yan Wei's left wrist has been pulled back, and the tail of the whip has changed direction, heading towards Ning Yi with a broken sound.

The whip was wrapped around the sharp blade, and they both pulled hard, but neither pulled.

Ning Yi raised his eyelids, clenched the handle of the short knife in his hand, and a cold voice sounded: "She is mine."

Yan Mingguang only said: "Get out of the way."

Yan Wei's eyes narrowed, and he glanced at Hu Ayu, who was confused and a little panicked, then glanced at Ning Yi, and was about to think about what to do at this moment, when a reminder from Lou sounded in his mind. sound.

[Sorry to inform you that you have obtained the debuff dropped in the dungeon: Maiden's Love. Players are asked to accept the reality and work hard to survive. ]

Yan Wei: "..."

This thing can also suddenly drop! ?

Why was he suddenly attached to such a strange but life-threatening debuff! ?