"Sister Jingjing, you have been mysterious these past two nights. What are you doing?"
Zhou Xiaoxian peered into Lin Jingjing's room and saw Lin Jingjing sitting cross-legged on the bed, clasping her hands together and chanting something.
"I hope grandpa is okay."
"I hope Xia Yi is okay."
"I hope nothing happens..."
Hearing Zhou Xiaoxian's voice, she opened her eyes and said with a smile: "I am practicing a kind of holy soul. Grandpa asked me to practice this kind of holy soul for an hour every night from 7 to 8 o'clock."
Zhou Xiaoxian asked curiously: "Practice the Holy Soul? What Holy Soul? I just heard..."
Lin Jingjing said: "A... very strange player's holy soul. It took me more than a year to roughly understand its meaning and use. My mastery improved slowly, but the old man said that this kind of holy soul is very suitable for me.
I must practice diligently."
"oh……"
…
There is about a 12-hour time difference between the Seven Souls Realm and the Holy Soul Continent. The night here is the morning of the Seven Souls Realm. Xia Yi sat up from the bed. After a peaceful night's rest, his Holy Soul power was fully restored, and all aspects of it were restored.
Returned to its full glory.
"Another day full of luck."
Thinking that Lin Jingjing should be practicing "hoping people are okay" according to his instructions at this time, Xia Yi murmured with a hidden smile.
The part of the lucky divine power that the First Emperor sealed in Lin Jingjing's body should be able to be used to some extent, right? Give him a halo or something.
Luck versus luck.
After getting up and gathering her clothes, Xia Yi opened the door of the ornately decorated gray room. A black-haired Western woman who had been standing outside the door for an unknown length of time bowed slightly to him, put her right hand on her left chest, and said respectfully:
"Master, are you awake? I am Selina, the maid assigned to you by Master Youlian. If you have any needs while in the Saint Soul Continent, you can tell me and I will meet all your requests."
Xia Yi was startled and looked at the woman in front of him who was wearing a black and white checkered maid uniform.
She is in her twenties, and exudes the fluctuations of cultivation that belong to a three-star magician. Her appearance and figure are extremely outstanding, and some parts are even more majestic, almost as good as Linlin.
At first he wanted to refuse casually, but Xia Yi thought that there was indeed a maid culture in the Saint Soul Continent. He might have to stay for a month or two when he came this time. If he could not kill the Lord of the Undead, the days to come would be even longer. Indeed,
It takes such a person to handle chores.
In the Holy Soul Continent, all the people here are kings, and all the non-kings are descendants of the blood of kings. It is not appropriate to run errands for Xia Yi.
You can't just leave a player to do your bidding, right?
"Selena? Your Chinese is pretty good. Did anyone come to me while I was resting?"
Selena: "No, Master."
It's not a good thing. The Holy Soul Sowing over there hasn't been activated either.
Xia Yi asked again: "We only arranged for you to come here? Do I have breakfast?"
Selena: "Of course, Master, please come with me. Breakfast has been prepared for you in the kitchen. Do you need me to send someone to tell Master Youlian that you have a good rest?"
Xia Yi hummed.
The castle You Lian arranged for him was not small, with dozens of rooms on three floors, and even the restaurant was very grand.
It has been more than 200 years since the kings of the Holy Soul Continent first arrived. Even the breakfast cooked by the chef was in line with his taste. There was even soy milk and fried dough sticks, which made people feel comfortable.
When Xia Yi was halfway through his breakfast, he heard that Xia Yi was well rested and the king came to visit.
It was none other than Song Ci, an old acquaintance.
"Ancestor Xia Yi."
Xia Yi smiled: "Sit down, have you eaten?"
Song Ci couldn't help but sigh: "As expected of our ancestors, he slaughtered 20 million dead souls in one day, and rested for one night as leisurely as if he were entertaining guests at home."
"If you haven't been woken up from your sleep, it means it's nothing serious. It's just a small problem at most." Xia Yi said: "What's the big deal about a small problem."
Song Ci nodded in agreement, but then said: "It's not a small problem. The undead souls you killed have probably recovered to 56% overnight, and are integrating with the undead souls scattered across the mainland, and are dividing their troops to march to each defense zone just like yesterday.
In three days at most, I’m afraid we can restore the momentum we had yesterday.”
"This is the result of our four-way investigation last night, and I saw it with my own eyes."
Xia Yi asked: "Where are Li Yuanba and the others?"
Song Ci said: "More than an hour ago, Lord Zhao, Lord Hayes, Lord Youlian, and Lord God of War set out together to find out which area these undead appeared from before they divided their forces to surround the human territory."
The God of War in Song Ci's mouth is named Lu Jun. He is a descendant of the God of War Lu Bu. He masters the six-star War God Soul and is good at fighting. His strength is comparable to that of You Lian. These four people are the first and second echelons of the Holy Soul Continent, and the final
The four strongest people and the other peak Dharma Kings are all below the third level.
Of course, now everything has to be downgraded.
Exploring where the re-summoned undead came from is actually to find the location of the Lord of the Undead. Xia Yi thought for a while and did not chase them. They were all peak Dharma Kings who had been fighting for hundreds of years, so they must be cautious.
But Xia Yi still frowned.
Facing Song Ci, he said nothing, took a bite of the fried dough sticks, and continued eating breakfast.
…
A remote town.
"Thousands of undead were wiped out in one night. It's really enviable that China has such first-generation players."
The white player with short black hair sighed in a formal manner, but the emotion he expressed came from his heart.
The environment in which Chinese players live is simply like a paradise. Although there are many restrictions, it is much better than hiding and hiding in danger.
The first-generation players in Europe and the United States are simply a fool!
Facing this old acquaintance, Prince Charming, the leader of the European and American player team who had held many video conferences with him, Zheng Weidao said: "Senior Xia Yi is really amazing. There were some people harassing us last night, but now there is no one left. It must be his reputation.
It helped us.”
"Yes." Prince Charming agreed, and added: "I believe that with his strength, it is absolutely no problem to kill Hayes. I wonder when he is going to take action?"
"There's no rush." Zheng Wei said: "Your mission still has more than five months. Let's give Senior Xia Yi two months first. He said he wants to see if he can help you from another angle."
"Another angle?" Prince Charming couldn't help but raise his voice: "Zheng, you don't want to tear up the alliance, do you? What you China wants..."
"Be patient." Zheng Wei interrupted with a smile: "We in China have been a country of etiquette since ancient times and will never deceive our friends.
Listen to me tell you slowly, do you European and American players plan to continue like this?"
"What, is this going to continue?"
"Help the undead and destroy the human race."
Prince Charming said helplessly: "We don't want to either, but if you don't kill people, it's too difficult to upgrade, and you might even become undead."
"What if the undead are destroyed?" What Zheng Wei said made Prince Charming's eyes widen.
"We have all investigated and suspected this mysterious game. Needless to say, I believe that what you have found will not be much less than us.
Some things cannot be said directly, but I think that the destruction of the undead will be a great thing for you European and American players. When the time comes, you will have the opportunity to be in the same situation as our Chinese players!"
Zheng Wei said slowly: "You shouldn't expect the Lord of the Dead to wake up and help you like Senior Xia Yi helped us?"
Prince Charming shook his head.
"So what if Senior Xia Yi can kill the Lord of the Undead? The undead will inevitably be destroyed, and the speed of destruction will be extremely fast! By then your mission will be eliminated, and the camp will most likely return to the human race, and everyone will be happy!"
Prince Charming thought deeply: "Zheng, what you said makes sense, but if Xia Yi can't..."
"So I said, give Senior Xia Yi two months first..."
The two were discussing confidential matters.
On the other side, European and American high-level players competed with eight Holy Soul Mainland players.
Neither of them is familiar with the method, and they both focus on testing. Sometimes they squat on the ground with their faces raised, watching the boring competition.
Someone on the side stumbled and said: "The King of Time? Do you... want to learn English?"
Shi Lai was startled, are you going to accept a mission from me? Do I still have such a day? He wanted to imitate Xia Yi in teasing him, but he felt that he didn’t have the acting skills and shame, so he turned around and bared his teeth, speaking fluently
In English: "No need to bother, Sister Aer, my English is okay."
Before unexpectedly dropping out of school, Youtuhai Tactics Holy Soul was a top student in college. But Orr was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "Are you... a player or a person from the Holy Soul Continent?"
Shi Lai blinked: "What do you think?"
Orl smiled and felt that this king who was very powerful when he took action yesterday was as pure as her student, and she unconsciously felt a sense of intimacy. The strongest player can only reach the peak of six stars. How can this true king?
Maybe a player?
He must have studied unexpectedly before coming here. The king learns very quickly. "Can you tell me what the Holy Soul Continent is like?"
When I was bored, I was naturally happy when someone came to chat with me, and we started chatting about everything.
…
A day passed in the blink of an eye.
The Holy Soul Continent also ushered in the dawn.
In front of Xia Yi's mansion, two uninvited guests arrived, who were traveling all the way. They were Guo Daneng and Liu Bang who were teleporting all the way.
When the handyman at the door asked, Guo Daneng couldn't open his mouth for a moment, and Liu Bang had to ask: "Is Lu Ying here? We are her friends."
The handyman knew that Zhou Xiaoxian's friend Lu Ying had been living in the house for more than ten days. After hearing this, he immediately returned to the house to report it, and soon there was a voice.
"Is it possible that aunt is impatient and wants you to go home early, junior sister?"
"No, it's impossible. I told my parents that I will be out for at least a month this time, and we will go to Yan County together to attend Senior Sister Sun Xin's wedding soon? How can you rush me?"
Lu Ying's surprised voice came.
Four years have passed, but this voice seems to have not changed at all. Guo Daneng's body trembled slightly and he stared at the door of the house.
Until Lu Ying and Zhou Xiaoxian walked out side by side.
After looking at the two people at the door, Zhou Xiaoxian vaguely felt that Guo Daneng was a bit familiar, but failed to recognize him. However, Lu Ying was different.
Even if they haven’t seen each other for four years, even if the 160-cm-old little fat boy has grown into a 190-cm-old strong man, even if the originally fair and fat face has fine red fuzz, and the skin color has become much darker, she still immediately sees his eyes and outline.
Distinguished.
Stunned in place, Lu Ying said dullly:
"Guo, Guo Daneng?"
Zhou Xiaoxian: "...Who?"
Guo Daneng looked down at Lu Ying, who was 150 four years ago and still 150 now, as if she had not changed at all. Tears welled up and he said: "Senior Sister Lu Ying! Senior Sister Zhou Xiaoxian! It's me, Guo Daneng, I'm not dead!"
Liu Bang curled his lips, secretly thinking that there was no future, but he also took a step to the side to give his brothers some space to reunite.
Sure enough, in the next moment, Lu Ying rushed towards Guo Daneng, but what happened next was beyond Liu Bang's expectation! Lu Ying took off the giant sword on her back, jumped up and jumped very skillfully.
Get up and strike horizontally with the giant sword!
There was a loud snap!
Knock Guo Daneng to the ground directly!
Liu Bang:???
Guo Daneng was also a little stunned. He lay on the ground and touched his cheek. His memory suddenly returned to four years ago. How long had it been since he was beaten like this by Senior Sister Lu Ying? I really miss him.
A happy smile appeared on his face.
Lu Ying, who was staring at him fiercely, was slightly startled, tears streaming down her face, and she cursed: "You heartless bastard! You're not dead, why don't you go home?! Why don't you tell us?!"