The level of monsters at the entrance to the Forest of Nightingales is simply too high for He Ming, who often kills monsters beyond levels, and because He Ming himself is already level 68, he can only gain considerable experience when killing night demons.
Fortunately, for the level of sisters Mu Rutong and Mu Lingwei, their experience is quite a lot. As the three of them went deeper, the level of the monster also began to increase, and its active aggressiveness became higher. If it weren't for He Ming protecting them,
This girl is so thoughtful, it can be said that the two of them are startling every step of the way.
When even the Nightingale warrior's level reached level 69, even He Ming felt the pressure. The pressure came from the Nightingale mage who was skilled in archery and the Nightingale who was no longer waiting to be sealed with a spell mark.
The Nightingale warriors rushed forward, the Nightingale mage provided long-range support, and the Nightingale provided mid-air support for sneak attacks. The progress of the three men was greatly slowed down.
This is because Mu Lingwei is a healer.
"Isn't it here yet?" He Ming also had to take care of two girls, which took a lot of energy.
"It should be almost done!" Mu Lingwei opened the mission map and said. She had never been able to enter here alone before. To find out how far deep into the Nightingale Forest was, she could only rely on the map.
Mu Rutong was severely suppressed by her level. To put it bluntly, among the three, He Ming was the only one who dealt damage. Even with Mu Lingwei's treatment, He Ming's own mana loss could not be ignored. This was because He Ming himself had the power to deal with it.
Blue skills are in short supply.
Therefore, before destroying a bunch of monsters, He Ming had to sit down and recover his mana. However, under this rare opportunity, Mu Lingwei collected a lot of coral fungi.
"Did you hear any sounds?" He Ming said attentively after recovering his magic power again.
Mu Rutong and Mu Lingwei were startled when they heard this. After listening and studying, they both shook their heads.
"What's the sound?" Mu Rutong couldn't help but ask.
He Ming's expression was solemn. You must know that a practitioner like him has different physical qualities than ordinary players in all aspects, including hearing ability, eyesight, etc.
At this time, he heard a kind of singing that seemed to be there but not at all. The singing seemed to be very far away, but also seemed to be close to his ears.
"Walk!"
Seeing that Mu Rutong and the other two did not hear it, He Ming greeted the two of them to continue moving forward, but their feet moved involuntarily towards the singing.
Subconsciously noticing something strange under his feet, He Ming suddenly felt a chill in his heart. You must know that people who practice martial arts pay the most attention to cultivating their character and correcting their mind. Their minds are much firmer than those of ordinary people. But at this time, he could not help but follow the singing.
Let's go. He Ming immediately realized that this singing voice had a special effect of capturing the soul.
He Ming was no stranger to this effect. The long whip in Princess Ruoran's hand had this effect.
Of course, this effect can only be further amplified with holographic simulation technology, because the stimulation received by the player's senses is more realistic.
Even in the era of traditional online games, there are still many teenagers who are addicted to online games. As for seeking excitement, or being addicted to the fun of the game itself, or perhaps getting comfort from the alternative friendship and love in online games, it is always the inner desire that is at work.
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Although He Ming is determined, he is not a person without desires. Whether he wants to gain the approval of Cheng Xinya's father or to obtain enough capital to marry Cheng Xinya. For people, the only thing they want is the desire in their hearts.
Feeling the magic of singing, He Ming certainly would not give up. Moreover, since he was aware of it, he could build up mental defenses to prevent external demons from disturbing his mind.
He Ming quietly checked on Mu Rutong and Mu Lingwei, but their expressions were as usual.
But He Ming still couldn't help but walk in the direction where the singing came from, because he wanted to find out what the singing was about.
What's even stranger is that He Ming followed the guidance of the song and found that there were many fewer monsters along the way...
"I seem to hear someone singing!" Mu Rutong suddenly said.
At this time, the singing was already very clear in He Ming's ears, but Mu Rutong had just heard it.
"That's right. The mission says that if you follow the song, you can find Ye Yu's whereabouts." Mu Lingwei said.
"Have you heard the nightingale's song?" Mu Rutong suddenly asked.
He Ming shook his head.
"It is said that the nightingale's song can touch everyone's heart." Mu Rutong said.
"Well, birds sing just to court mates and mate, just like a peacock opening its tail." He Ming said.
Mu Rutong immediately pouted unhappily: "You idiot, you are really not romantic at all."
He Ming wiped his sweat and sighed: "Okay, tell me about your nightingale song."
Mu Rutong said: "In Andersen's fairy tale, a very beautiful nightingale flew into the palace to sing for the king. Her singing moved the king to tears. But later, the king's enemy sent him another nightingale.
The machine nightingale was given as a gift. This machine nightingale could also sing, but the real nightingale disdained the company of the fake nightingale and flew away angrily. As a result, the king became ill and the god of death and the machine nightingale were waiting by his side. Death thought that the real nightingale could not
Come back again and promise to the king that if the real nightingale comes back, you will be resurrected. As a result, the real nightingale does fly back, and her song captivates the god of death. The god of death begs it to continue singing, and the nightingale asks for the return of the king's crown and sword.
He returned the battle with power and the god of death one by one, and finally escaped by himself, and the king's illness was cured."
After hearing this, He Ming didn't know what to say at all.
Mu Rutong said proudly: "How about it? My mother told me many stories when I was a child. I remember the story about the nightingale the most clearly."
He Ming was about to echo a few words, but found that Mu Lingwei's face was pale.
He Ming immediately realized that the twin sisters' parents had divorced when they were young, and Mu Lingwei, who followed her father, obviously did not have the kind of childhood Mu Rutong had.
He Ming said hurriedly: "I'm not as good as you. I was raised by my master and I don't even know who my parents are."
This is called focus shifting**. When someone feels that she is pitiful, you can divert her sadness by making her feel that you are more pitiful than her.
Sure enough, when He Ming said these words, Mu Rutong and Mu Lingwei were both startled.
Mu Rutong apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
He Ming was extremely speechless. It's useless for you to apologize to me. Don't you know that showing off your maternal love like this will make your sister very sad?
He Ming laughed and said, "It doesn't matter. Maybe because I don't have the slightest impression, I never feel the importance of my parents."
Having said that, He Ming's expression had already betrayed him deeply.
People who do not have the love of their parents will always find it difficult to hide their inner sadness, no matter how strong they are.
Mu Lingwei looked at He Ming faintly and said, "No wonder I feel so close to you. It turns out that we are all orphans."
Of course He Ming understood what Mu Lingwei meant. A girl raised by her father is no different from an orphan.
Mu Rutong said hurriedly: "Let's look for Ye Yu quickly!"
He Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as these two people don't continue to struggle with their life experiences, he would be thankful.
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The power was out for a day today, so I will write an update first, and continue writing the second update, which may be late! (To be continued)
