Life Going Wild With Plug-ins

Chapter 52

He walked non-stop for a day and night, and turned into a forest before sunset.The mountains on both sides are surrounded by mountains, and a slow stream in the middle stretches away. At the end of the line of sight is a towering and steep mountain. There is a small open flat land, which is where Yijian Tomb is located.Facing south and facing the north, it is really a good site for the tomb.

As he got closer to the high mountain, he suddenly felt his hips sinking, and the Magnolia White Dragon Colt fell down suddenly with a whine.Ye Tan was so tense that he didn't rest for a moment and rushed for a day, but he still had the energy to react in this instant and turned me over a few times to relieve the momentum.I looked back and saw that the horse's four hooves had all been cut off.The Magnolia White Dragon Colt howled continuously, I closed my eyes and dared not look at it again, the attack was so fierce, it really is not Yi's generation, I am afraid that this action will be more dangerous than good.

A voice was three points drunk, and he took the time to reprimand: "Since you have come to see your ancestors, how can you ride a horse?"

Hearing the words, I saw a middle-aged man lying on the bluestone reclining on the bluestone and pouring himself a drink. He was the one who met me once at the Yangxi Sword Tasting Conference. He sat on the side seat of Qiuzhuang and gave me a sword. , Strangely said: "You...how are you here?"

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "Since I recommended you two little dolls, of course I will discipline you."

I respectfully asked: "Please tell me how to address the senior."

"Qiu Wujiu." He raised his head and drank a large bowl, then threw his hand, turned over and laughed, "You don't even know me, you are so ignorant. It's a pity that you can't survive tonight, you are not lucky to be my apprentice gone."

I sighed: "I don't think there is such a blessing, but we are here to continue our lives, and I hope the seniors will say a few more words."

"Today is the first day of the new year, and the sun is about to set. You have done nothing for a month, you really deserve to die." Qiu Wujiu looked down at the two of us from above, with anger on his face, but no sympathy .

I said again: "Although it's damned, I really don't want to die. Someone told me that there is still room for discussion on this matter, so I came here to give advice."

"Yes, of course!" Qiu Wujiu clapped his hands and laughed loudly as if he had heard some shocking words, "You just change our rules since ancient times, don't say you want to survive, you just want us to die Suicide and apology, we all listen to you."

I hurriedly said, "Senior, I'm not here to listen to jokes..."

Qiu Wujiu stopped laughing, looked at me coldly, and said sternly: "We Yijian Tomb was born to enshrine the only real sword in the world, if you can cut off the real sword, you can naturally change our rules."

I figured it out, this must be the only way Yang Qingzhou said.

It sounds very hanging, but my life is at stake, and I have no other choice.

I nodded: "Senior, please allow me to try."

Qiu Wujiu narrowed his eyes and said: "Yes, of course. I'm looking forward to it... But you have to think clearly, the real sword can't be cut by anyone who wants to. If you fail, you will have to pay for the crime of blasphemy with your life." .”

I smiled wryly: "If I don't try, I will definitely not be able to see the sun tomorrow, and it won't be a loss."

Qiu Wujiu smiled happily and nodded, jumped up from the bluestone: "Follow me."

Followed him into a foggy forest of strange rocks, went around for a long time, there was a tunnel hidden among the rocks, Qiu Wujiu went down first, and we followed closely behind.Inside is a long and complicated passageway like a tomb passage, the dim candlelight crackles, and the sound of gold and stone is faintly carried in the wind.

Arriving in front of a stone gate, Qiu Wujiu turned his head and asked: "There is no turning back when you go in, have you thought it through?"

"Senior Qiu... can I discuss something?" I hesitated, but still asked, "I chose the sword you sent me, and it has nothing to do with me as a guard. If I lose, can you... ...let him go?"

Qiu Wujiu smiled strangely: "You act weirdly as the master, risking your own life not to protect a follower, it's really a joke in the world."

Ye Tan whispered: "The subordinates advance and retreat with the master, not seeking to live."

His heart is like a rock, and he cannot be questioned. He is not the same person as the night tales of what he said and what he did a few days ago. Even I can't help but reflect on whether my education policy has gone wrong.

"Why are you being polite, neither of you can run away." Qiu Wujiu saw it as ridiculous and went first.

Entering the tomb gate, the inside becomes more and more open.Countless ever-burning lamps were lit on the cliffs on both sides at different heights, and it could be seen that in the corner there were shadows of disabled soldiers with broken blades.I don’t know how many years these cruelties have been broken, and they are still a shining example. I know that these are once famous magic weapons in history, but now they are piled up like scrap iron and garbage, and they don’t even deserve their names.

The sword is like this, not to mention the flesh and blood...

When I came here, there was no one on the road. It was really like a dead and silent ancient tomb, so I was a little puzzled.

Qiu Wugui twitched his lips: "It's ridiculous, we've always been the only ones who trouble others, and we haven't seen anyone who dares to trouble us."

Walk to the high platform of the central altar, where a long sword is enshrined.

The cave is gloomy and dim, but the blade of the sword is brilliant, reflecting the sun and the moon in the cave sky.I was so distracted that I didn't know what night it was.

Qiu Wujiu possessed himself and worshiped, and said loudly: "Since ancient times, the only sword that has risen and fallen, the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life. This sword is called the leftover millet in the sea, and it is the only real sword in the world."

After speaking, he got up and beat the drum.After the sound of the drums, countless figures suddenly emerged from the dark corner where I thought there was no one there, and more and more people gathered, but there was not a single voice. They lined up and knelt on the ground, all of them looked up. Looking at the altar with his head, his expression is both chilling indifference and strange excitement, without a trace of life, dormant like a ghost soldier returning from the underworld.

If this is the case after death, I can understand why the world is afraid of death.

"Please." Qiu Wujiu suppressed his excitement, and stepped aside.

I nodded and took a step forward, but Ye Tan held me back and said: "Your subordinates come first."

I frowned: "A Tan, you step back."

Ye Tan remained motionless, showing no intention of backing down.

I sighed: "You are getting bolder."

Ye Tan bowed his head and said: "This subordinate should die." He admitted his mistake, but he still stood firmly in front of me.

I really had no choice but to pinch his calloused palm and discuss with him in a soft voice: "Ah Tan, be obedient, you trust me once, and I have to go first. I really don't want to die."

Ye Tan hesitated for a while, then Fang asked in a low voice, "Master, which sword do you want to use?"

It finally made sense, and I breathed a sigh of relief.Sure enough, he is still that well-behaved and sensible night taler in his bones, and he will not disobey what I really want to insist on.The Mo Jin Han sword was forged in a sword mound, so it must not be able to touch the real sword.My only hope can only be pinned on Xiao Ruojian.I choose to draw my sword,

When the weapons met, the two swords trembled slightly.The sound of the sword's cry is clearer and louder, and it is actually more graceful than any sound of silk and bamboo.

I couldn't help secretly praising in my heart, the only sword in the ages is really not comparable to the ordinary weapons in the sword tasting conference.I had enough internal breath, poured in ten, and slashed hard.

There is not a single crack in the leftovers of the sea.

Xiao Ruojian was cut in two by the blade.

... it's over.

It's because I think too much, the same SSR is also divided into strong and weak after all.

Everyone under the altar was still silent. I don't know if they are used to it or they really have no feelings at all.There was a strange sound in Chou Wujiu's throat, and he laughed darkly, his expression was both proud and disappointed: "It's a pity..." As he said that, he was about to draw his sword and take my life.

I hurriedly stopped him and said, "No hurry, no hurry, we haven't tried yet."

Qiu Wujiu gave me a blank look: "There's no need to try that one, the sword I forged myself, don't you know?"

"At that time Xiaozuo... oh no, before the Holy Sword of Physics came to power, who would have believed that it could cut hundreds of soldiers? Didn't you miss it at the time?" Seeing that Qiu Wujiu's expression was a little loose, I struck while the iron was hot: "Hey ... I'm dead, and I can't fly in your sect, so please give me some time to explain the funeral."

Qiu Wujiu waved his hand mercifully, and ordered someone to take us to the side hall where the guests rest, and I was in a state of confusion along the way.

How long can I live?

A cup of tea?A stick of incense?an hour?Or overnight?

That's fine... How long can Night Tan live?

The servant girl closed the door, and I was the only one left in the room.I could see the tiredness between his brows, and persuaded him, "Ah Tan, you haven't closed your eyes all day and night, take a rest."

Ye Tan just shook his head firmly.

That’s right, there’s no need to sleep too much when you’re alive, you’ll sleep forever after death, and we’re going to answer the latter sentence right away.

Just as I was thinking, Ye Tan suddenly raised his hand to hold me, and said in a low voice, "You are shaking."

Life and death are at stake, I am naturally extremely afraid, but Night Tale is not.

The moment he was cut off by rubbing his sword since he was a child, he calmed down instead.I knew that he had already decided to seek death, so I didn't panic.

"It's a bit useless." I smiled wryly, "Can you give me a hug."

Ye Tan nodded, put me on his lap and put his arms around me.I returned to this familiar harbor, buried in his neck and took a few deep breaths, and my heart gradually calmed down.

I'm so fucked up.

The current predicament is all because I cannot freely enter the modifier and increase the value of my sword beyond the drop in the ocean.Now that the situation is tense, Night Tan probably doesn't have the intention to kiss me secretly tonight, and I absolutely can't commit his life to this uncontrollable random event.

I couldn't figure out why I had to set up such an extremely inconvenient start-up program. At this moment, the person I most want to beat on the table is my original self. I was mentally retarded when I came up with this idea.

……and many more.

Why do I feel like I'm retarded.

Is this impossible? !

Because I'm not retarded? ? ?

Since I am not mentally retarded, it is absolutely impossible for me to set up such a mentally retarded startup program.I don't cheat anyone, how could I cheat myself.

Since the modifier is to be used, it must be in a crisis situation, and the more critical the more dependent, I will definitely set up a method that can be easily activated by myself; and this command must be extremely short, and it can be completed within a few seconds.And once the modifier enters the body, it will be suspended animation, and it will be very troublesome to accidentally trigger it and be seen by others, so it is impossible to do any daily possible actions such as high fives and gestures...

A person can easily do it, and a normal person will never do it, a momentary movement.

If I were to come now...

How would I set it up?