MTL - RPG-Chapter 92 Set ninety two
Setting Ninety-two: Heaven is Inhuman (26)
List Wei Wei stopped.
Duan Xiuyuan's speed was too fast. When he just used Tianyan, he was seeing Duan Xiuyuan had swept away from a kilometer. However, he did not expect the man to fold back, and killed the magic repair bound by the animal skin player.
Unconsciously, the surrounding area was silent, and the monks were frightened away from Duan Xiuyuan for a while—too strong, no one could walk in front of the white sword Jianxiu. They all knew that sword repair without Reiki would be consumed here, but they did n’t want to be part of the other party ’s death. They could only hold their breath and watched that sword repair stepped over the middle-aged magic repair corpse and came to a lantern. Next, I dialed the wick and seemed to want it brighter.
Only Tiandao knows that the light of the lantern stands on the path of the famous sword repairer. At this moment, he is stiff like a wax statue.
This is the first time since Duan Xiuyuan almost fell into the magic-they have never met again. Shan Ziwei stood under the candlelight and felt like a silly **** who was suddenly hit by the lights.
"You, you can hear my voice ..." Shan Wei stammered, "Can you feel me ... right?"
No matter what "meet" before, it was always Duan Xiuyuan who spoke, but this time it was Shan Ziwei who took the initiative to speak. Duan Xiuyuan's perennial trembling hands showed a shaky tremor. He stared firmly at the halo, and the candlelight lit a cluster of flames in his eyes, burning out a stream of light.
Shan Ziwei couldn't see himself in Duan Xiuyuan's eyes, nor could he see Duan Xiuyuan's emotions. As the other party's silence grew longer, his heart became more and more panicked.
"Xuanyin is obscure, I only have a half-knowledge." When Shan Ziwei panicked to the extreme, Duan Xiuyuan opened his mouth, his voice sounded as if he was afraid of breaking a dream, "I can sense your traces."
The big rock in Shan Ziwei's heart fell to the ground instantly. Was Duan Xiuyuan's silence just interpreting his words? If you think about it, before he was "dressed" by the demon, so he could talk to Duan Xiuyuan unobstructed. It seems that although the Tao of Heaven can communicate with the monks of the Divine Period, the discourse will be overweighted by invisible boundaries, and become the avenue mysterious sound that requires monks to interpret.
Similarly, Duan Xiuyuan during the deification period could not really see and feel his people, but felt Dao marks.
Duan Xiuyuan's response gave Shan Ziwei the courage to continue communicating. After a long while, he decided to open the last scar.
"Last time ..." Even if there were thousands of words to say, Shan Ziwei could only say one sentence in the end: "I'm sorry."
The candlelight shook, and the light shone Duan Xiuyuan with a soft warm color. He clearly understood Shan Ziwei's apology, and the original grim features melted away like ice and snow, so that the people he saw couldn't even ignore his eyes.
Shan Zi Wei Yuan thought he would hear Duan Xiuyuan's reply "It doesn't matter," but he heard the man say, "You are my Tao."
Those five words hit the heart of Shan Ziwei like a jack-bell, and he understood what Duan Xiuyuan meant: you are my Tao-no matter what you do to me.
This is more profound than "It doesn't matter". "It doesn't matter" means that Shan Ziwei did wrong, but Duan Xiuyuan didn't mind and accepted Shan Ziwei's apology. Duan Xiuyuan's sentence nevertheless vetoed Shan Ziwei's mistakes at all--he did not think that Shan Ziwei had done anything wrong, because Shan Ziwei was his way, so whatever he did to him was right.
Duan Xiuyuan is really ...
Shan Ziwei couldn't find any adjectives to describe the man's piety, and he couldn't bear to look away, lamenting inwardly: that's why he was so passive and always carried by other players before shooting; so when he found other The possibility of customs clearance methods rushed in desperately.
With this staggered vision, Shan Ziwei just saw a demon Xiu sneaking around to the dead end, and was about to sneak into Duan Xiuyuan. Waiting for his warning, the demon Xiu was penetrated by Jianmang just half a step later and fell to the ground.
Although the dead magic repair did not cause them any obstacles, they reminded Shan Ziwei that this place is not a beautiful place for conversation. He hurriedly said to Duan Xiuyuan, "What you are looking for should be in the array of" color "lanterns. Fa, can you go to that room and kill someone before going there? "
List of Wei refers to the magic repair of players in yellow clothes. The player in the yellow suit was rushing down. When the animal skin player was killed, he immediately turned and ran back. He did not return to the room where his magic repair was located, and it seemed that he was planning to go to the lantern to find Bai Shuang's heavenly way.
Duan Xiuyuan's sword eyebrows were raised slightly, and it seemed difficult to understand such a long paragraph.
Shan Ziwei simply omitted all the modifiers and mood particles, and his words were almost straightforward: "Southeast, room on the 28th floor, kill."
Duan Xiuyuan understood quickly this time, he nodded a little, "OK."
Shan Ziwei knows that Duan Xiuyuan's speed is very fast, for fear that he will instantly teleport away-to know that when a player is around, you cannot use the red line to teleport-quickly and skillfully jump to Duan Xiuyuan's back and grab it. Each other's neck.
After doing everything, I found that Duan Xiuyuan was standing still. Some Tiandao only realized it later. Now Duan Xiuyuan can sense his "trace" ...
It's next turn for Shan Ziwei to be stiff. His stiff head drives stiff thoughts and spit out a stiff explanation: "Uh ... it's more convenient for us to act together since the construction of the woodland ..."
"Ok."
Shan Ziwei could not see Duan Xiuyuan's expression, but felt that the other party's voice should be soft as if a feather fell on the apex of the heart, a little itchy and crisp.
Just now Duan Xiuyuan was stiff, and he was regarded as a flaw by several magicians. Duan Xiuyuan stretched out his hand, as if his fingertips had thousands of pear flowers blooming and dying, and the snow petals drifted to the ground.
"Snowfall."
The main hall floated "heavy snow" one after another, and several magicians were smashed into pieces by the snowflakes formed by Jianguang halfway. For a time, the floor boat was full of exclamations and howls. At least the Jindan period magic repairs can be invited to come to the ship. However, under this snow, nearly a hundred Jindan period infancy magic repairs have no power to fight. They either escape or escape. With all the ability to resist, those "snowflakes" will be deboned as soon as they touch it, and they will die if they take it lightly.
However, several magical demonizations in front of the gods were bright at the sight: the sword repair used such powerful sword tricks, and the spiritual power must have been a great loss.
The blood demon prince winked at others, and he turned into a mist of blood through the heavy snow. Even if some of the mist was scraped off by the snowflake, it would not hurt at all.
The scarlet blood mist wrapped the white sword in all directions, and Duan Xiuyuan reached out and grabbed it, as if he caught an invisible sword from the air, and slashed vertically towards the approaching blood mist.
Bang! !! !!
The tenfold thunder cleaved from the void, hit the blood mist and exploded. The silver-colored electric man flew and the blood monster screamed screaming. He hurried back, but also achieved his goal: "Now!"
Several lines condensed the light of the full blow of the deification period, and rushed to Duan Xiuyuan in the blink of an eye by the cover of blood mist.
With a bang, the magic light, blood light, and electric light all exploded, and the huge air wave made everyone see nothing.
One of the demon gods screamed: "Old ghost! You are too hard! How can we eat when it blasts him into dregs!"
"I think there is at least one leg left, which is enough for you to choke." The called Mo Xiu hurriedly answered.
"——"
No magic repair knew what was happening at that moment. They could only look at the inexplicable part of their body, and then heard the late sound of Bai Xi Jian Xiu.
"Moonfall."
The dust fell to the ground, and the sword in white clothes stood in the place lightly, as if it had never been killed, and it had never cut off the silent, shadowless sword.
All the magic repairs were muted. In the silence, the blood monster's exclamation was sharp and shrill. At the moment he exited the blood mist form, he was fragmented, and he failed to use the heaven and earth aura to supplement his body.
"It's the sword intention-he realized the sword intention-!" The blood devil's voice was so high that he was so angry.
Sword meaning is the true meaning that sword repair can reach when it reaches the extreme in the sword way. It can break all things and cut the sky. Legend has it that the sword meaning can only be achieved if it reaches the realm of the unity of man and sword. realm.
The other demon gods were also panicked. They pressed the wound and finally found that there was an invisible force attached to it, which was a will to break everything. Without removing the sword, this wound will not heal for life.
They couldn't believe it, staring at the nearly intact Duan Xiuyuan, horrified: the man was just a deification period, why was he so strong-didn't his spiritual power end?
In this battle, even if Duan Xiuyuan finally fell, Bai Yi Jianxiu will be famous all over the world, becoming a lingering shadow and nightmare for the magicians.
Shan Zi Wei lay on Duan Xiuyuan's back, and stunned everything into his eyes.
He finally knew why Duan Xiuyuan dared to break in directly, because he had enough strength, because he was strong enough.
Really, if it wasn't for the truth, he really didn't know that Duan Xiuyuan was so powerful.
Duan Xiuyuan during the deification period had no defects, and the Tao was complete. His perennial hard work caused him to accumulate thick hair. The nine-cloud pattern Jindan has made him a spiritual sea that is many times more than ordinary people. Supreme.
I am afraid that the Mahayana monk could not help Duan Xiuyuan. Shan Ziwei even found that if it was not Duan Xiuyuan's willingness to come, I am afraid that Wan Jianzong and Da Yanguan would not be able to keep him at all.
—— Such a powerful person was created by him.
——Such awesome thing was edited by him ...
Shan Ziwei narrowed his eyes for a moment, suppressing that sense of familiarity: don't think too much, this is just the sense of sight brought by the game system.
In the gaze of the magicians, Cui Xiu, carrying his heavenly path, came to the room on the 28th floor in the southeast. He pushed open the door, but stood still at the door.
——Because the magic repair in the room was frightened to death.
Duan Xiuyuan tilted his head slightly and asked him, "Are there any?" As if the purpose of his Acacia faction was not to obtain the agar liquid, but to kill someone specifically for his Taoism.
Shan Zi Wei turned his head away from looking at the room. The contents of the acacia party's room were very difficult to explain, which caused him to eat hard twice just now before suppressing the disease. He saw that the player in the yellow suit had indeed disappeared, and then said to Duan Xiuyuan, "The agar is in the lantern." Although he didn't see it specifically, the head of the Hehuan faction was there, and he could definitely learn from the opponent's whereabouts.
After Duan Xiuyuan understood, he immediately stepped into the lantern group in midair, and did not question Shan Ziwei's words at all.
The lanterns forming the word "color" were surrounded as soon as they approached, and a step and a door were formed in front of Duan Xiuyuan, which seemed to welcome him. Duan Xiuyuan stepped on the lantern without hesitation, but Shan Ziwei was a little nervous.
You can immediately see Bai Shuang and his heavenly path. I don't know if the other party is doing well. Don't be silent like a pelt player ...
Suddenly Dan Wei was choking, he thought of the idea that was just interrupted by the animal skin player.
——Zibuyu can order his demon to do things. He must have a good relationship with his demon.
Bai Shuang can get so many benefits from his heaven, and he must have a good relationship with his heaven.
Bai Shuang's heavenly way is ... Zibu?
Just when Shan Ziwei felt his brain was about to burst, Duan Xiuyuan stepped into the lantern door and came to an air loft.
The attic was covered with soft carpets and the walls were covered with spring palaces and pictures. A man in a black clothes lay half on a beautician couch, holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, exhaling white smoke blurring his masculine face into an ambiguous femininity.
Seeing Duan Xiuyuan, the man in Xuanyi took a sip of his cigarette holder and glanced diagonally.
"I know you, Wan Jianzong's famous Duan Xiuyuan, Yuan Ying will be able to be transformed into a god, and he will be an enemy of ten. In the eyes, he has nothing but cultivation. It is the best and most advanced cultivation in the cultivation industry since ancient times. -Your speed of promotion makes me think you are a demon. "The man in Xuanyi exhaled a slender smoke and smiled sternly," I heard that you killed Da Yanguan's Tianjiao. Why, tired of Zhengpai The way on the side is pretty good? Would you like to come to me? "
He knocked on the pipe, his tone was ambiguous, "I am the white double of the acacia pie, here, I can let you taste bliss."
With the striking of Bai Shuang, the spring palace on the wall seemed to be awakened, and various unbearable groans were heard one after another.
A flower idiot jumped out of Duan Xiuyuan's body, and covered his ears instinctively with both hands. Duan Xiuyuan's eyes flashed a cold light, and a sword-mangling would penetrate the white doubles before everyone could respond—
However, Bai Shuang's pipe just seemed to be struck too hard, shaking out a piece of gray, and fascinated Bai Shuang's eyes, he whipped his head and wiped his eyes, just avoiding that sword awn.
——It looks like a coincidence, and it seems like it is intentional.
Only Shan Ziwei knows that this is both a coincidence and a deliberate-it is a coincidence of the world, a deliberate intention of heaven.
Shan Zi Wei stared at the heavenly side of Bai Shuang, and he just retracted the hand that tied Bai Shuang with the fate jade. That's a very ordinary young man. Since entering "role-playing", Shan Ziwei hasn't seen such an "ordinary" look. It is good to look at the five senses separately, but they are not outstanding when combined together. In the games that have optimized their appearance, the young people are generally a little cocky.
"Are you silent?" Shan Ziwei asked.
Ordinary young people smiled and heard, "Yes, I am silent." His voice is as uncharacteristic as his people, but because it is so bland, it is natural to make people unpreparable. "What is the matter?"
"Do you know any customs clearance methods other than killing the bound monk?" Shan Ziwei answered naturally, only to realize that he directly exposed his purpose after speaking. Before he had time to be annoyed and alert, Zi Bian's bland voice flowed over.
"I know."
Shan Ziwei has already exercised great restraint, and his eyebrows still leaked a happy look. He took a deep breath and asked, "I want to know that method. What are your requirements?"
"Of course I can tell you that." Zibui spoke out of surprise, and his gaze turned between Shan Ziwei and Duan Xiuyuan. One sentence narrowed the distance between the two sides. "I can see that you and He has a good relationship-I have a good relationship with Xiaobai, so I want to get him whatever he wants. "
"Xiaobai wants Duan Xiuyuan." Zi Wuyu spread his hands and revealed something. "So as long as you tie this to Duan Xiuyuan, I will tell you how to clear the monk without killing the monk."
In Zibuyu's hand, a piece of jade, as dark as the dirtiest in the world, lay there quietly.
The condition that Shan Zi Wei Wanwan did not expect Zi to speak was this. He hadn't thought about it yet, but Bai Shuang beside him changed his mind.
"——Aren't you?" After Bai Shuang wiped his eyes, he noticed the sword marks of Duan Xiuyuan's shot. He didn't care to say: "Yeah, I want to make you my furnace even more than you join the Acacia pie. "
Xuanyi man dangled his eyes and licked Baixiu Jianxu from head to toe, without hiding his desire for nakedness.
"As long as I take advantage of you, I will be able to break that boundary and enter Mahayana immediately--"
"Snowfall."
Bai Shuang's epilogue and figure were swallowed up by "Snowflake", which obviously could not be seen by the eyes, but Duan Xiuyuan's expression became colder and colder. With a wave of his hand, all the "Snowflakes" melted, revealing the unscathed White Double.
Duan Xiuyuan was very clear that his sword was not broken by Bai Shuang, but was due to various accidents--for example, a turning of the wind and the friction of smoke in the air, the "snowflake" shifted, and a sword light hit other ones, and then Affecting another one, in the end, none of the "snowflakes" touched Bai Shuang. If we must say what kind of power it is, it can only be said to be the power of "fate"-Bai Shuang luck is too good.
"You can't hurt me. God spoils me."
Bai Shuang smiled smugly. He took a dry cigarette and blew a long white smoke. The white smoke floated on Ziwu's body, which actually manifested Ziwu's body.
"This is my way."
Bai Shuang got up lazily, and lay on the shoulders of Zi silently. He faced Duan Xiuyuan, extremely embarrassed. He rubbed his crotch in silence.
"He loves me, and I love him too-even heaven, it is my furnace."
Duan Xiuyuan looked at Bai Shuangyu. The obscene child did not speak, and an extremely incredible look appeared in his eyes.
He knew that Bai Shuang didn't lie to him. It was really Bai Shuang's Tao. It was because of knowing that he was especially shocked. That is heavenly way. How could Bai Shuang treat him like that?
He even recognized that it was a technique of the Acacia School of Gongfa. Such an approach could actually be used--
"I made you laugh."
He heard Bai Shuang's heavenly way speak to a place, where is ... his way ...
...... This kind of method can actually be used in ... his way ...?
Thinking of what he saw at the beginning, Bai Xiu Xiu was always calm and completely broken, like a statue of ice sculpture suddenly melted and fell into the world, infected with the dust and humanity.
He wasn't cold, but he didn't meet the people who made him warm.
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