983 The riots spread, the escape relay

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"You guy... are you overworked or injured? Don't you know that the old man is about to take action?"

"Of course I know, and I also know that you are always with me."

Splashing blood splashed in the corner of the alley as the old man in Taoist robes gradually fell, and then rose the white light that belonged to the player's rebirth after death. Duan Qing ran to distance himself.

Then he gradually stopped and looked at the figure of the white-haired woman who gradually appeared after the white light: "Who do you think those words just now were meant for? They were all meant for you.

.”

"Aren't you afraid of exposing our identities?"

Xueling Huanbing, who slowly put away his long sword and completely relaxed his brows, then slowly walked behind Duan Qing: "He already raised his weapon just now, you know? What he did before

talk……"

"Nine times out of ten, they are just pretending to be stupid."

Smiling and saying the last few words for the other party, Duan Qing shook his head: "After all, I know his true identity, and I feel a little guilty if I don't take advantage of it... By the way, you can actually use a sword.

Kill him, aren't you afraid of missing something or encountering some protective spell or something like that?"

"Forget about what you are asking me to train, my swordsmanship has been improving during this period."

A proud smile gradually appeared on his face, and Xueling Huanbing, who was holding the hilt of the sword, jumped in front of Duan Qing like a rabbit asking for credit: "This was a long-planned surprise attack, and it was launched just when he wanted to make a sneak attack.

If you can't pierce your heart with a sword, then my solo career some time ago will really be wasted."

"It sounds like there are a lot more stories to be heard."

Duan Qing tilted his head and smiled slightly, then started running forward again: "But now is not the time, I don't dare to stop at this time."

"The people from the Violet Tower...will they still catch up?" Xue Ling Huan Bing, who followed the opponent again, asked in a low voice: "They are really as you guessed -"

The harsh whistling sound of sword energy sounded distantly behind the street where the two people were running. In the dark sky of intertwined purple and red, a swordsman-like figure suddenly appeared there.

The figure then intersected with the figure of another floating Lord who had been hanging in the sky, emitting an amazing ray of light in the sky. His eyes stopped in the gaps between the countless streets and alleys that he passed.

For a moment, Duan Qing's gaze gradually became serious as he looked over there. His gaze that had been scanning gradually came together with the thought of careful identification. After a while, he lowered his head in a depressed tone:

"……is her."

"Why is she here?" Looking at the lightning flashing in the sky, Xue Ling Huan Bing also frowned slightly: "Did she also participate in today's events?"

"Since she still exists in the top player world, she must know more information than us."

As if he had regained his composure, Duan Qing's voice disappeared in front of him along with his figure who started running again: "But... at this time, there is a head-on conflict with the Lord of Violet. The final disaster is really difficult."

Material."

"She must have her own reasons." Xue Ling Huan Bing's voice then appeared behind Duan Qing as he kept running: "If her position has not changed during this period, then she should be in the same camp as us.

…”

"That's not necessarily the case."

Shaking his head, Duan Qing's eyes slowly hid in his head-down running movement: "Before we get the exact news, it is better for us to first predict that we will be in an isolated and helpless situation."

"...Is this a comfort to me?"

"I'm just discussing the matter and preparing for the worst."

"The worst plan... Originally my worst plan was just to be discovered by the restorationists and then run away with you, but I didn't expect that it would end up like this."

"Don't worry, the Lord of Violet won't really do anything to us. Don't forget..."

The sound of running footsteps continued to echo in the rapidly passing streets, and the last voice belonging to Duan Qing then reached the north gate of Tanzania City along with his figure crossing the last road: "Our

I have another request from her in my hand."

boom!

As if in response to his words, the flaming cloud-like sky that was originally located behind Duan Qing and Xueling Huanbing also disappeared in front of everyone with a heavy muffled sound, belonging to the city of Tanzania

The clear blue sky above also appeared in place as the clouds and fog completely disappeared. Along with it, there was another black shadow of the swordsman turned into a shooting star that was blown away by the muffled sound. Looking forward.

Looking at the direction in which the black shadow was slowly falling, Xue Ling Huan Bing, who was following Duan Qing, slowed down slightly. She looked at a certain magic robe with fluttering purple hair standing in the center of the sky again.

The teacher seemed unharmed, but the voice of the man in front of him that he originally wanted to remind him was interrupted by a sudden warning from the other party: "Stop!"

"Hide!"

Carrying Maggie's body on his back, he stopped in the middle of the street that was about to reach the edge of the city gate. After waiting for each other for a while, Duan Qing hurriedly hid in one of the alleys with the help of the crowd of refugees who had not completely dispersed around him:

"Someone blocked the road out of the city."

"Is he the magician from the Violet Tower?" Xue Ling Huan Bing, who put away his body, lay quietly beside Duan Qing, and turned his head over Duan Qing's shoulder: "Their actions should be

It won’t be so soon, right?”

"They may not move so fast, but some people will."

Slowly retracting his head, Duan Qing sighed helplessly: "They are from the City Guards."

"...Lote?" Xue Ling Huan Bing blinked and subconsciously read out a name: "Why did he get up so quickly -"

"Not Lot, but another imperial captain."

Duan Qing, who closed his eyes and pressed his body against the wall, then explained in a low voice: "After spending so many days in the military camp, I have become quite familiar with the looks of those imperial soldier captains. This person in front of me

…”

He poked his head, and then quickly looked away from a certain imperial captain who was leading a group of city guards to guard the center of the north gate: "Although I don't know his name, his strength should be as strong as

Lot is on the same level.”

"Is it the same level as Lot... hmph, there's nothing to be afraid of."

Gently twisting his wrist, Xue Ling Huan Bing's eyes showed a solemn look: "If the two of us attack together, it is not impossible to rush out..."

"No chance, because we would be entangled."

Raising his head, Duan Qing turned his attention to the magicians who had just flown over his head: "As long as we are entangled for a short time, we may not be able to escape at all."

"The Violet Tower is assisting the Empire in defending this city." Xue Ling Huan Bing, who also noticed this scene, frowned: "Strange...did something really happen?"

"Didn't the Hongshan veteran say it before? The big drama might have started now."

With a look of lament on his face, Duan Qing completely placed Maggie next to him in the corner of the alley: "And..."

"I don't believe that no one wants to benefit from such a great opportunity."

He turned his head and looked again at the street diagonally across from where they were. People who looked like players who had just walked out from there also passed through the chaotic crowd and walked furtively in the direction of the north gate.

They passed by. They seemed to have also noticed the imperial guards guarding the door. Two of the players walking at the front stopped in a slightly embarrassed manner. They gathered together to discuss with each other for a moment, and then bravely approached.

Arriving at the North City Gate: "Sorry, we...we have a mission, so..."

"Ah? No, no, no, we are definitely not troublemakers, we..."

"Although we are not an adventure group from Tanzania City, we are an adventure group from the empire. This trip out of the city was entrusted by a certain nobleman from the empire..."

"How is that possible? We heard the commotion and wanted to leave the city in a hurry. What happened over there? We simply..."

The intermittent sounds then passed through the surrounding noise and noise, and slowly reached Duan Qing's ears about the negotiation conversation between the team of players and the imperial soldiers. He, who had been hiding in place without making any movement, then reached out again.

His observation eyes fell on a certain wooden box that the team of players were closely protecting together at this time: "That group of people... look familiar."

"Are you an acquaintance of the Fool's Adventure Group?"

"Yes, the leader is probably Black Corn. They have been operating in Tanzania during this time, but I don't know why they came here..."

"Then you're really lucky, because it seems like we'll know right away...wait a minute."

The low whispers gradually disappeared between the two players lying together, accompanied by one or two players who appeared swaggeringly from outside the city. They looked at the negotiations with the Imperial City Guards.

The faces of the group of players suddenly shouted at them: "They are not an adventure group from the Empire! They are called the Fool Adventure Group, and they are from the Principality!"

"What? You guys-ah!"

"The negotiation failed, prepare to attack!"

The sudden light of the sword then appeared in the air between the imperial captain and the leading black-clothed player, and was accompanied by Black Corn's roar as he pulled out the long sword: "Wutao! You bring it!"

Take your things and leave first!"

"yes!"

A violent battle broke out in front of the city gate due to the actions of several players whose identities were revealed. In an instant, countless swords, swords, shadows and metal collisions were mixed in, submerging all the nearby air.

The imperial captain who was forced back by a sneak attack then showed his strength as Duan Qing expected. He was able to block this team of players with just one person, but he was unable to stop him from rushing out of the city with the wooden box in his arms.

The figure of the thief outside the door. He let out several angry roars, and the rest of his breath was filled with his own anger and fell on the heads of the players in front of him. Duan Qing, who was hiding in the street, was tight.

Then he withdrew his gaze, and at the same time pushed back the Xue Ling Huan Bing who was eager to try: "Don't go, they won't last long."

"We're not going to help them, we can take advantage of the chaos to escape." Xue Ling Huan Bing blinked her eyes: "It's just a good opportunity for them to be restrained by these old friends..."

"Didn't you see those two guys? They are the players guarding here."

Pointing to the two players who were still standing deep inside the city gate, Duan Qing shook his head: "They should be arranged here specifically to identify us, and black corn is just one of them."

They are just unlucky people. If we rush over now, our end may not be better than theirs."

"But the thief still succeeded." Xue Ling Huan Bing looked at the direction where Walnut Rakshasa disappeared with a hint of annoyance: "Their purpose is obviously to escort the wooden box out of here..."

"Stop dreaming, this is one of the characteristics of the free world."

Duan Qing let out a few deep laughs, and then pointed to the white staff beside him: "Items in the free world exist with the players, especially mission items. This setting is

Most of the time it's a positive effect, but in this case..."

"As long as they can kill the thief before he disappears and send him back to the city with his body and box, the mission of escorting the items will naturally fail." He said in a low voice: "Just like...yours

The equipment will be refreshed and intact as you are reborn."

"...Do they still have so many people outside the city?"

"Master Hongshan has probably already sent out the warning information. If they say that they have sent several guild-level people to guard the area near Tanzania City, I might believe it."

"Then what should we do? What we bring is not just any items, but living people."

"The biggest difference between people and objects is probably that people cannot be taken away by us who are reborn."

Turning his gaze back to the front where the commotion continued, Duan Qing said in a low voice: "The problem is how to solve this burden. It doesn't matter if you are a swordsman. With my fragile body as a magician, it seems a little difficult to complete the escape relay...

…Well."

His voice suddenly became firmer, and along with it, he turned around and looked behind him. The two players walking together were now walking into the other end of the alley where he and Xueling Huanbing were hiding.

, looking at Duan Qing's face with sluggish and surprised eyes.

"Is it you?" (To be continued)


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