Chapter 160: Ruling Sword (7)

In fact, Yanye was wrong and didn't know very well. Ten years ago Lin Yandong was not facing a single multiple choice question. That copy was called "Broken Off".
At that time, his contradiction with Xiao Tong was accumulated day by day, and occasionally broke out, but it has not yet reached a point where it is impossible to have a relationship. They are still old-fashioned knowledge, can be entrusted to the back teammates, at least this will not change.
In order to ease the relationship, they reduced the time for copying together, with a full three-month interval, just in time to catch up with the celebration of Yongye City, and then entered a large copy together.
It was an unprecedentedly large copy, with a thousand players being pulled in. But the content of this copy of the game is very simple, just climbing the mountain.
All players appear at the foot of the mountain and need to climb to the top of the mountain with the luggage released by the system. Success is the customs clearance. The bags are all of the same style and are produced by the system to accommodate everything. A piece of clothing, a book, a bottle of water, or even a scooter can be found in the supply warehouse arranged by the system as long as you want, and it can be stuffed. Each item has a clear weight, including even your seven emotions and six desires, all your social relationships, and your soul.
A suitcase is actually a burden that everyone is born with.
What you pick up and give up on the journey of life will eventually be reflected in this burden. Some people choose to dress lightly, but die when they encounter danger without resistance.
Someone wanted to bring everything, and finally crushed himself alive.
In that year, renunciation is still a new concept in this world. Lin Yandong looked at these three words more like looking at Buddhist Zen. But at that time he did not think much, and did not expect that this copy would change his life.
What is the lightest in a person’s suitcase?
The answer is soul. The human soul is only 21 grams. It is light and does not occupy space. It is the most easily overlooked and lost.
Lin Yandong picked up a lot of things, but also lost a lot. He once ignored the gains and losses, but had to face the pain of loss. When he saw Xiao Tong again in area g, he wavered.
But it turned out that he could not return to the past, and Xiao Tong would never look back.
He can only go on.
"You let him go, I will give you your arm." At this moment, Lin Yandong looked at Yanye and made his choice again.
Word industry is both unexpected and not unexpected. She was silent for a few seconds, suddenly whispered and said, "If people are hypocritical and can be hypocritical all their lives, it is good to deceive themselves."
How can Miao Qi agree? This is his most respected sir. He should have protected him. How can he lose an arm for himself? Not to mention cutting it off yourself.
He was struggling. Everywhere on his body he was struggling, and his neck was green. But the harder he struggled, the tighter the rope was, and he even grinded it into the flesh because he was too hard. The blood trickled down, and the taste was like lateness. It seemed that there was any medicine on the rope, so that Miao Qi began to lose consciousness.
"Hmm!" He wanted to protest. If his eyes could kill people, he had already killed Yan Kai 10,000 times.
"Hurry up." Yanye looked at his eyes with sympathy, turned his head and looked at Lin Yandong with a smile, said: "I gave Miao Qi a potion with a specified effect. When the drug effect fully takes effect. , He will commit suicide directly, without any hint from me. The system can't determine it as homicide."
Hearing the words, Miao Qi gritted his teeth, almost trying to choose someone to eat. But his consciousness had broken up, and in the blurred vision, he only saw blood splashing, and a broken arm fell to the ground.
A string of buddha beads fell apart, and the round beads dripped steadily, touching his cheek gently.
There was still blood on the beads, with a touch of blood.
"As you wish." Lin Yandong cut off his arm and applied the medicine to prevent the regeneration of the amputated limb according to the instructions of Yan Kai, but there was no pain on his face, only a little pale.
Yanye was also very happy. A needle was stuck on Miao Qi to relieve his poison.
Lin Yandong didn't expect her to be so simple, and even more unexpectedly, Yanye put the knife directly on his neck. There was relief and calm in her eyes.
"I know I can't kill you, and I know that my hatred is ridiculous in your opinion. But a person as tall as you can never understand the pain I can only hide in the dark day after day. Each of you seems to have With calculations, there are any terrible plans to say terrible plans. People like me who end up miserable because of greed at the moment are ridiculous? But I am just an ordinary person. I shouldn’t have been involved in your affairs. I just happen to have the skill of divination, but I just want to live in Yongye City and live a decent life..."
I'm really tired.
It is tiring to live, and hate is tiring. Perhaps hating Lin Yandong was just a catharsis, she had to find a point to support her life. But after a lot of tossing, it ended up empty.
Lin Yandong did not speak. After so many years, he stopped persuading people to look back.
Having said so much, Yanye's back seemed to be more rickety, and the hand holding the knife was covered with dry lines. She barely stood, her tone determined, "That's it."
It was the last one, and there was nothing to miss.
After finishing his speech, Yan Ye wiped his neck directly, neatly.
The body weight fell down, and after a short time, it turned away, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground, silently telling the fact that there was a person standing here.
Miao Qi, who had recovered his mind, looked at the pool of blood in disbelief. It took a long time before he recovered, and he scolded "crazy woman" in his heart.
Lin Yandong used to loosen him, but because he only had one hand left, he was still not used to it. His movements looked awkward. Miao Qi's eyes were flushed and he lowered his head. Although he could speak, he still didn't say a word, and even his hair was frustrated.
Suddenly, the warm palm patted his head, Lin Yandong comforted: "It's fine."
Miao Qi: "Sir..."
Lin Yandong: "Don't you always say you want to be my left and right arm? Just, I'll change you to protect me later."
Miao Qi finally raised his head and saw Lin Yandong's smiling face, and his heart seemed to be filled with something warm, so that he could not speak. But he still dared not look at his empty left arm.
Word industry is dead, he did not want to revenge.
How could she die so simply?
Miao Qi didn't understand, Lin Yandong also knew that he couldn't figure it out for a while, and he didn't force him. He just said: "Let's go back first, if we have anything to go back to talk about."
The two left immediately and walked out of the warehouse door. Lin Yandong glanced at a hidden corner, but his footsteps did not stop.
When their figures disappeared nearby, Rong Yi came out of that corner with a complex look. Lin Yandong broke an arm for Miao Qi, which he did not expect.
Miao Qi seems to be out of the situation from beginning to end, and has no knowledge of the crimson. Either Lin Yandong protected him too well, or it was the smoke and fog bombs he deliberately released.
Rongyi originally preferred the latter. Miao Qi is the person closest to Lin Yandong. His performance after Lin Yandong's imprisonment can directly influence others' judgment on this matter. He behaved innocently, which can reduce everyone's suspicion of Lin Yandong.
But this does not guarantee the safety of Miao Qi. His behavior does not seem to be fraudulent. If he does not know the ins and outs of the crimson at all, it is dangerous to be alone. Under such circumstances, he is more like a of Lin Yandong.
But now Lin Yandong can break his arm for him, which makes Rong Yi doubt his speculation. He may really just foresee the danger coming, so he told Miao Qi to go to Jin Cheng if something happened.
Crimson was released from prison, and Ben had nothing to do with him.
And this time, the familiar smell that Rong Yi felt on him had become almost non-existent. What should I do next, Rong Yi also felt a bit at a loss.
With such a daze, Rong Yi returned to his residence in Area E.
Along the way, he was still thinking about Lin Yandong. Yan Yan is dead, Lin Yandong must have guessed that the second movement is not on him, his lies have been pierced, then Lin Yandong may soon suspect him. If he still wanted to take the second movement, he might take the initiative to come to the door.
It was at this time that Rong Yi found a letter from his post office at home. Open the envelope and enter the content to make him glance slightly--
Diviner: Zheng Yingying
Fortune-teller: Word industry
The result of divination: the third movement, a copy of "The National Star Movement"
Rong Yi grabbed the letter, and fixed his eyes on the word "Yanye", which made a huge wave in his heart. He and K both knew that Zheng Yingying was one of the guests of the divination master, but did not know the specific content of divination.
This letter should have been sent before Yanye died. She left her hand at the end. Although he didn't get the second movement, Yongye City will surely set off a huge storm because of this letter.
Rong Yi almost didn't hesitate, and immediately went out to find Leng Miao. Leng Miao has been looking for Zheng Yingying's trail these days, but there is nothing to gain. After about an hour, the two finally met.
"Someone saw her and Jiang He entering the mission wall." This is the clue that Leng Miao finally got.
"Oops." Rong Yi frowned.
The third movement may be born, and it is likely to fall on Zheng Yingying. The little girl, holding the nameless blade in her hand, was a bit evil.
The storm in Yongye City is on the rise again, but Tangcuo in the copy has no time for him.
Louis XIV is really strong, very strong, very strong. On the fifth day of the night, Tangcuo finally handed over with Louis XIV Zhengzheng, but he was beaten almost all the way and rarely hurt the other party.
The only good thing is that he finally listened to the words of Louis XIV.
"It turned out to be his blessing, even he stood on the opposite side of me." When Louis XIV said this, his tone was a little self-deprecating and a little low, almost murmured.
Tang Cuo understood the meaning of this sentence almost instantly.
Blessings, there is the blessing of the elven king Ai Miye on the sword of ruling. Amo, the unicorn of the Elven Forest, once said that when Louis XIV was young, he often went to live in the Secret Lake. He and Ai Miye were close friends.
Realizing that Louis XIV was betrayed by a friend, he was undoubtedly angry and heartbroken. Heaven is going to die, and it will make it mad. This emperor has now reached the point where all the betrayals and departures are undoubtedly crazy.
But his crazy, crazy ingredients are more. So he dared to blaspheme, and he dared to order at this moment to level the elven forest.
When Tang Cuo heard the order come out of his mouth, there was no wave in his heart. For him, it was an opportunity. Because Louis XIV was disturbed by his friend's betrayal, his breath was chaotic, revealing a tiny empty door.
Opportunity was fleeting, Tangcuo quickly rushed in, vigorously inspiring the ruling Shenghui, stab at the empty door.
Ruling that Saint-Hui shined, Louis XIV finally did not avoid the past, and the armor on his body failed to help him stop the blow. Tang Cuo successfully thrust the sword into his chest, but he still missed it.
The tip of the sword was stuck in the ribs, and Tang Cuo was too slow to close the sword. The slowness was broken. Louis XIV raised his hand and grabbed the sword of arbitration. Ren Jian's blade cut his palm. He didn't even frown. His other hand immediately waved the sword to Tangcuo.
Just one distance away, Tang Cuo saw his eyes, and was crazy suppressed under the cold lake surface, which made people feel cold all over.
On the occasion of a desperate attack, Tang Cuo triggered the instant movement skill of the Ivy League badge, which was evasive. But Louis XIV did not intend to let him go, a magic hit, making Tang Cuo's standing a scorched earth.
Louis XIV is also a double-education of magical martial arts. His magic is also more advanced than that of Tang Cuo. The light shield shattered in the ordinary time under this magic attack.
"Cough, cough..." Tang Cuo covered her heart, a rusty smell in her mouth, and even smelled a burnt smell on her body. The whole person was extremely embarrassed.
Fortunately, Roger Reed appeared on his side at the right time, blocking a round of attacks for him.
"You just performed well, you can learn new magic."
"is teacher."
In such repeated training, Tang Cuo lasted another half an hour, and finally got through to seven in the morning. This time his consumption is too great, if it is not the injury in the magical realm will return to reality, it will definitely collapse.
But he couldn't rest yet, because the swordsmith who Edwin had arrived had arrived.
The other party looked at the sword of adjudication again and said the same thing as Edwin, "... except that for the time being, no major problems are seen, please let me go back and take a closer look. Your Excellency has provided me Many materials have been recovered, if only the energy is dissipated, it will be restored within today, and I will send it back before 7 pm."
Tang Cuo looked at the other person with confidence and couldn't help but come up with other things.
【Amo's Gift】
The horn shell that the rainbow unicorn fell off in its early childhood is ground into powder and sprinkled in the blacksmith's furnace, and it will get unexpected results.
"Please try this again." The ready-made swordsmith is still the first in the country, no need to use it.
The swordsmith took the horn shell, and then he was stunned for a while, and then he showed ecstasy, "This, this is the horn shell of the unicorn, oh my god, this is really rare! Thank you, respected knight, let me be fortunate A glance at the style of this unique material. I will definitely use it, and I will never let it down!"
Tang Cuo cleared his throat, "No thanks."