"They escaped?"
As if he had no expectations for the ending of the last scene in the movie, the smile on Liangchen Meiyu's face slowly solidified as he stood behind the Snow Spirit Fantasy Ice. He looked at the sky behind the white snowflakes that gradually dissipated in the distance.
In the deserted scene, he opened his mouth slightly for a while before uttering the voice he used to confirm: "We... let them escape like this?"
"..."
Without answering the other party's question, Xue Ling Huan Bing slowly retracted the long sword on her front finger, and then after the pair of snow-white gauntlets on her forearms gradually faded away the light, she lowered her head calmly.
Head: "...of course not."
"They fled to the northwest." Nan Xiaowu suddenly appeared out of nowhere and reported to the man and woman present: "It seems that they have no intention of taking the road of Fals Fortress."
"As expected." Liangchen Meiyu clapped her hands and laughed: "Those guys are now wanted by the principality, so their past travel routes are so remote. Now they have been returned to Fars of the principality. Naturally
It’s not a place they want to pass by either…”
"This is not a place where people like us can easily pass."
Reminding the others in a low voice, the player named Fengqiao Tingyu slowly walked back from the place where they were fighting: "Don't forget our status as restorers. When we fought against the principality opposite that fortress,
...We were almost beheaded by the Empire."
"Didn't you escape successfully?" Liangchen Meiyu asked the other party with a nonchalant smile: "It was because I trusted you, experienced old guys, that I let you take on the rearguard mission that time."
"trust……"
Lowering his head and laughing a few times, Fengqiao Tingyu then looked at Huanhai Xingxing, who came after him, and the words he wanted to continue to say were withdrawn without a trace as he retreated: "That's alright.
, let’s discuss what we should do next..."
"What Brother Fengqiao said is of course very reasonable." Liangchen Meiyu also comforted the other two people in a timely manner: "Anyway, those guys just didn't know how to go to Fars Fortress, so how about we just continue to chase them? We can run away.
In such a hurry, they must have something we want... What's wrong?"
Turning his head and looking at the silent woman next to him, he let out an inexplicable low laugh. Then, as he gradually approached her, he reached out and touched his nose: "I'm still not sure of her identity.
?”
"...No, I'm sure."
"I don't think there is any problem. After all, you have been together for a long time, but the second sword just now... is enough to explain everything."
"There are not many players in this free world who can block your sword now."
His eyes were focused on the center of the snow mark in the distance. Where the giant ice sword fell for the second time, the scattered ice flowers drawn by the invisible collision were also embedded there.
In the center of the ruins, a spiral trace of sword energy was carved in the center of the blown snow. He glanced along a certain direction extending from the sword marks, and also looked at the snow of this sword mark.
Ling Huanbing took a deep breath, but the annoyance hidden in his chest became more and more obvious and clear as the cold breath flowed in: "...He removed my power."
"I have to admit that this guy's strength is indeed unfathomable." Liangchen Meiyu replied with a low smile: "Even after three years, we can still see such a miracle in him."
"No miracle that can be done by others can be called a miracle." Xue Ling Huan Bing shook his head: "Give me some time, I... can do it too."
"Hey, I haven't seen you with such a firm determination for a long time." She patted her hands encouragingly, and Liangchen Meiyu, who came closer, lowered her head and leaned into the other person's ear: "It's really useful to deal with our enemies...
It couldn’t be more appropriate.”
Enemy... enemy...
The subsequent echoes of the Emerald Star were constantly playing in her heart. Xue Ling Huan Bing's brows furrowed more and more tightly. She originally wanted to step forward to observe the sword marks, but she also followed these irritating hints.
Stopped: "You don't need you...you don't need to remind me, I will definitely catch them. This confrontation...is just a test."
"I know, I know." Liangchen Meiyu gestured and pushed her hands: "The reason why I have been with you is just to continue to cultivate the tacit understanding between us. Otherwise, on the competition field, our strength will probably not be achieved.
Complete performance.”
A game...a game like that...
Reaching out to cover his chest, Xue Ling Huan Bing responded in a low voice: "If you think this is a waste of time, you can leave now. In the subsequent games... I will lead you to continue to win."
"We all understand your determination. After all, it is related to the inheritance of the Chu family." Liangchen Meiyu's voice seemed to become more and more seductive: "But we still want to prove that you are not fighting alone. I and I
Other members of the guild have also been standing by your side... What's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?"
"...I'm fine."
"...Still troubled by those illusions?"
The smile in his eyes became bigger and bigger, but the tone of the man holding the other person's shoulders became more concerned: "I also went out to inquire about the things that happened to you, and later I met someone somewhere.
I bought such a thing from the hands of an unscrupulous merchant."
He reached into his arms and took out a silver metal mask: "If you don't mind... you can try this method."
"What's this?"
The noise and chaos in his mind seemed to become weaker. Xueling Huanbing reached out and took the silver-white metal that could cover the upper half of his face: "The shroud of the hypocritical god?"
"Yes, it is one of the equipment that can be worn." He hooked the metal edge of the mask with his fingers, and Liangchen Meiyu's magnetic voice became more and more pleasant to the ears: "Although there is no official explanation in any system text, but
I have tried it, and this thing does have the effect of stabilizing the mind as described above..."
"..."
"If you are interested...you can try it."
As if she could see some lingering hesitation in the opponent's twinkling eyes, Liangchen Meiyu took a step back and let go of her hands. Then, under the silent gazes of several players around her, she gave up the idea of further forcing the opponent:
"If you don't want to, you can just take it as a souvenir from me."
"You seem to have thrown away the cloak I gave you last time." He turned back and walked towards the northwest of Talon Plain: "This time... I hope you can stay."
With a strong and confident heroic posture, he moved further and further away from everyone with his sword-crossing movements, and finally disappeared into the wind and snow that was still in front of him. Nan Xiaowu, who was watching the other party leave, also kept his eyes on him.
The crowd looked around, and finally chose to follow each other's footsteps in an awkward silence. Huanhai Kuangxing, who had been standing silently in the corner, then spat towards the roadside with a look of disdain on his face.
He glared in that direction, and then walked to Xue Ling Huan Bing amidst Fengqiao Tingyu's bitter laughter, and said to the woman who was still holding the mask: "Ignore that guy, this kind of trick is really
It’s so simple that even I...well."
"do not speak."
Reaching out to stop the opponent's movements, Xue Ling Huan Bing's eyes became firm, and then, with the opponent's surprised expression, he slowly put the mask on his face: "...Now you can say
Already."
"I said... don't believe that guy's words easily." After a slight hesitation, Huanhai Kuangxing emphasized again with an unconvinced look on his face: "That guy definitely has no good intentions, he... Huh? Can you
Do you understand? That broken stone didn’t translate randomly?”
"……Yes."
As if she had finally broken free from some kind of torturous state, Xueling Huanbing's eyes revealed a light of relief. After standing in the wind and snow for a long time, she then raised her head. Under the silver mask,
His eyes then focused on the depths of the wind and snow where Liangchen Meiyu left before.
"Let's go."
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"Are you sure you want to log off at this time?"
In the free world, in Falon Mountain in the northwest of Taron County, Legend of Lieyan, who had been hiding among the mountains, put away his gaze that had been monitoring the rear, and turned to Duan Qing beside him: "They said
Maybe they are still following us! Even if we can stop it, we will definitely continue to retreat. When the time comes, you will come online again..."
"It's okay, I know the group of people chasing us." Duan Qing shook his head helplessly: "They also want to participate in the competition, and their offline time... must be earlier than me."
"Uh... I do know a few of them." Tudou, who was standing by Legend of Flames, also rubbed his cheeks: "They are all from the Wings of Freedom. They should be the team from the Snow of Freedom."
"Why are the people from Wings of Freedom chasing us?" The fat thief who had been cursing since he escaped from Fengqiao Tingyu also jumped to his feet: "A group of professional-level guys came to bully us.
What kind of skills do ordinary people have, but they have the ability to use it in competitions!"
"It should be Brother Mo next to us who brought them here."
Looking at Duan Qing who was still silent next to him again, Legend of Lieyan withdrew his monitoring head from the crack in the rock in front of him: "If my hearing is correct... the woman who magnified her move before was calling you.
His name?"
"...They should be for that guy."
Without answering the other party's question, Duan Qing turned around and pointed to the corner of the rock where Ayina was hiding: "My intuition tells me... this woman who appeared in front of us inexplicably is some kind of secret that the restorationists want to crack.
That’s the key.”
"Really?" The fat thief immediately turned back and glared at the poor woman who was huddled by the fire who was being taken care of by Xiao Yu'er: "If that's the case, then should we..."
"Didn't we experiment before?" Duan Qing shook his head expressionlessly: "If I go offline, Ayina will also be in an uncontrolled ordinary NPC state. This should be to retain the unique settings of the follower system.
At the same time, try to maintain the authenticity of the free world. If you feel that there is nothing you can do, you can leave as soon as possible. Anyway, as long as they find me, they should no longer care about anything with you..."
"What are you talking about? We are serious mercenaries who have received money." Feitianqixia immediately shook his head: "I mean... should we use her as bait and then lead them into a trap?
some type of……"
"Let's not talk about whether this method can be successful...what kind of trap can kill players of Wings of Freedom's level?"
"How about the trap in Dragon Valley before? This is a mountain. It should be very easy to find a cliff..."
"That collapse was caused by Brother Mo, not the trap we set up in advance. And do you think the players will be as stupid as that dragon? They know how to hide!"
Watching the customary debate between Feitian Qixia and Tudou gradually unfold again, Duan Qing, who fell silent, showed a helpless look at Legend of Flames, and then slowly disappeared in the final look at Aiina.
He was in the same place. His character data was then transferred between the two servers, and then appeared again in the League Cup competition. However, the picture that appeared in front of him was already ten minutes after the war started.
scene.
"This is the penultimate round, right?"
A familiar voice then sounded in his ears, and at the same time, there was the silhouette of a man in a trench coat who had been waiting there for a long time: "Your little team is still struggling?"
"...Why are you here?" Duan Qing squinted at the cool figure leaning against the entrance of the stand: "Isn't your Dawn Glory participating in the competition?"
"I'm also about to step out of the professional world. Such a competition is not of much use to me." Huanmeng sniffed and replied: "Rather than continue to dominate the position, it would be better to start early.
Let’s give up our position to young people.”
"If Duan Fenglei and Han Sanshi had the same awareness as you, the professional world would not be as stagnant as it is now." Duan Qing smiled and replied: "Of course... and you were yourself three years ago."
"Duan Fenglei will never give up. He hasn't realized his dream yet."
Taking the opponent's figure into the stands, Huanmeng began to operate his own interface: "Just like you haven't given up on the game now, such an idea is impossible."
"...Is this why you are here to guard me?"
"Don't be ridiculous, your Zhushan team has caused a lot of trouble recently, hasn't it?"
Huan Meng suddenly entered the God's perspective of flight mode, and Huan Meng turned to point out a direction to Duan Qing, who was also floating in the air: "If I can't guess the intention of this guy like you...then I'm in vain to be your teammate.
For many years.”
"……Ah."
After opening the battle report displayed on the system and watching it for a while, Duan Qing followed the opponent's flying trajectory: "Forget it, seeing as you understand me so well..."
"I'll let you see the results of my victory."
This chapter has been completed!