Years of ignorance of wine and dipped lips

Chapter 95

It didn't take long for the turbulent waves to condense into a magnificent giant ice sculpture. Before Jing Nian moved a finger, the ice shattered into foam, and hail and snow fell profusely.

The sea is still far away, and the burning rhinoceros is like a sparse starlight.

But now no one is in the mood to enjoy the scenery, I am worried, this is our first time here, no one leads the way, it is difficult to identify the direction, and the game system is still sending out new instructions without delay.

[Please seize the time to find the source object of the Spring Plague: the Frost Flower Fan, and burn it according to the instructions on the relief of the Five Plague Pagoda. 】

It's true that which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted. Bai Shuang has been missing for many days and there is no news so far. Where can I find his fan?

Here, Qin Simu's face was pale and he had lost a lot of blood. Xue Jiajia held him by the arm, but there was nothing he could do to help him.

Because the waves just now were too big, we didn’t know where our belongings were washed away, and even Jing Nian’s sword disappeared. The only thing I’m lucky is that Jing Jing is still wrapped around my wrist, otherwise I have to rely on Jing Nian Nian helped me find it.

But the road still has to continue, Jing Nian comforted, "Brother, don't frown, although you don't know the way, there is no room for entanglement."

It is impossible to use lightness skills here, so he released his spiritual sense to explore the terrain and found that although the habitat is full of permafrost for thousands of years, there are still many traces of the Yanshi people's life. All are special cold-proof materials.

Even so, under the bitter frost and snow, they were still painted into snow-white fortresses.

Not to mention the thickness of the frozen soil on the ground, but the Yanshi people have moved away from this place long ago, no one is shoveling ice, but there is a clean road between each house.

If you look closely, it is not a road at all, or there is nothing to say, but the traces of cracks in the ground are very regular and orderly, as if they were cut open by someone with a sharp object.

From a high altitude, these cracks are like the lead wires used in puppet show performances, passing through the round-shaped buildings and twisting into a point in the center, where there is a huge red tree stump on the side, which is decorated as an altar.

We can only avoid the rift and go there to find clues.

It went surprisingly smoothly, nothing stopped us, but as soon as Qin Simu stepped onto the altar, the wound on his wrist stopped bleeding, and the blood in the mid-air stopped falling and stayed in place.

Jing Nian stretched out his hand thoughtfully and brushed the falling white between my brows, the fine snowflakes, like blood drops, did not fall off.

It was as if time had been frozen, elongated and slowed down to a level imperceptible to the naked eye.

I also understood, "There is something under the altar."

After digging through the thick annual rings under the altar, the frost flower fan we are looking for is hidden here, and there are sporadic blood stains on the fan bones.

Thinking about it, the fan must not be from Bai Shuangfang, and even he may have encountered an accident, and he was on his way to find No. 3.

As a supervisor, Bai Shuang doesn't need to fight No. 3 head-on, he just needs to use the authority of the system to forcibly expel No. 3 from the game. Why did he miss?

Things are getting worse.

In the silence, with no one doing anything, the silver fan ignited spontaneously, and the flames soared high in the blink of an eye. Jing Nian narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and cut off the flame tongue. The next second, the flame tongue slyly licked the back of his hand, widened Several times, trying to surround Jing Nian, Jing Nian stepped back and said in a deep voice, "He is coming."

Qin Simu was still a little confused and asked, "Who?"

Amidst the crackling sound of burning, the illusory flame has split into thousands of lyre fish in the air, like a dazzling waterfall, the body surface is covered with melted fan metal, attacking from several directions at the same time.

Jing Nian quickly activated the teleportation array and took us away from the altar. Except for me who covered my eyes in time, everyone else fell into a temporary blindness state due to the stimulation of the light. end.

No. 3 appeared slowly, stroking the strings with his fingertips, attracted by the school of fish, and soon came back, clamoring, gathering more densely, like a giant python that can swallow an entire city.

Jing Nian was not afraid, he drew a barrier under my feet, and told me to stay inside and not come over. Then, with a clear purpose, he leaped up to face the giant python's torso, exerting force with his palms, powerful and powerful, and struck hard. At nine inches, the giant python almost collapsed at the sound and was cut off in the middle.At the fracture, countless fish landed on the frozen soil, making the sound of sizzling water vapor evaporating.

The resonance of the huge school of fish was like thunder, and there was already a bit of resentment and shriek in the voice. The severed python rolled from left to right into the magma on the opposite bank and disappeared without a trace.

Panting heavily, Jing Nian came to No. 3. Half of his clothes were burned by the flames, revealing his firm chest, and the skin stained with thin sweat gleamed under the remaining flames.

His eyes were extremely focused, he did not underestimate the enemy, nor could he underestimate the enemy.

After all, the person in front of him is exactly the same as him, and to despise him is to despise himself.

No. 3 is wearing black satin and cannot see his eyes, but his expression is equally solemn. He throws away the qin in his hand freely, his dantian exerts force, and the internal force circulates throughout the whole body. gas.

But if you look closely, the devilish energy is better than the spiritual power. The two are not balanced, and the devilish energy is more intense and domineering. If ordinary people get a little bit of it, they can only get rid of it by breaking their arms like Qin Simu. One point, I'm afraid, just like Bai Shaohan back then, he fell from the favored son of heaven to the crooked ways of evil spirits.

It was the same situation in Jing Nian's hands.

Although he failed to break through the Ice Lake before, maybe that was not a suitable cultivation path for him. Recently, he accidentally stumbled and was frequently aroused by the blood of the demon cultivator. From the Nascent Soul Stage to the Transformation Stage, he is not at a disadvantage in the face of No. 3.

At this moment, whether it is Duye Palace or Wuyun Sect, both forces are unable to protect themselves and are trapped in the dead end on the other side. Therefore, this contest has nothing to do with good or evil, but success or failure must be determined.

Both of them didn't attack rashly, they both used their spiritual sense to test in the void first, the strange thing is that they were evenly matched in other aspects, but in terms of spiritual sense, Jing Nian was a little passive.

In the case of a small difference in cultivation base, the power of spiritual consciousness largely depends on the soul, but in the words of the player system, it is called the spiritual body.

No. 3's mental body was damaged due to multiple game failures, but Jing Nian's soul was not traumatized.

I don't know why this happened, I can only hold my heart tight and hope that Jing Nian is okay.

The moment the two withdrew their consciousness, No. 3 seemed to have waited for the opportunity, stepped forward, and slashed at Jing Nian's face with a knife.The timing of this move was exceptionally accurate, in the extremely short space, Jing Nian had no time to use the barrier to protect his body.

The palm of his hand picked up Jing Nian's long hair. He understood No. 3's intentions, so he simply retreated and fell backwards, dodging the surprise attack at a tricky angle. Throat stabbed, just as hard just to kill.

No. 3 stopped moving, and the movement and stillness were completed in an instant. The two forces of the fairy and the demon in the body collided, and they rushed back to bite themselves. They could only take a step back and spit out a mouthful of blood.Jing Nian wasn't much better either, his eyes were bleeding from the shock of No. 3's strong inner strength.

The situation is getting more and more anxious. After all, No. 3 has gone through dozens of reincarnations and knows Jing Nian as much as he knows himself. Jing Nian has also prepared for this battle for a long time and is ready to go.

It was another smooth trick, No. 3 probably decided to break the deadlock, parted his thin lips slightly, and said a spell that I couldn't understand, the golden pupils on the black satin trembled suddenly, he regrouped and attacked again.

I found that No. 3's offensive was a bit slower than before, but it was more steady. With each move, I easily understood Jing Nian's next move, and then resolved it clearly.

He used the prophetic powers of prediction.

Now Jing Nian was forced to fall into a disadvantage, no matter how agile he was, he could only fight head-to-head with No. 3 like a target. The calculation results told me that his chances of winning were slim.

But Jing Nian is still unwilling to give up, his internal strength is gradually depleted, the volcano is still roaring in the distance, and the fighting situation nearby is no less tragic. He looked up at No. 3 coldly.

Without the slightest hesitation, the opponent raised his palm to smash his sky cap.

Like the gods punishing stubborn heretics.

I couldn't just watch this happen, so I made a decisive decision and pulled out the thorn to break the barrier, and I didn't care about the internal injury caused by the spiritual power rebounded by the barrier, so I rushed forward to block Jing Nian.

"Enough, stop."

No. 3 raised his eyebrows and turned his palm away. I stretched it out, and I closed my eyes reflexively, but he just touched my cheek lightly. His murderous look was gone, and his eyes were soft as if he had changed into a different person. "It's okay, let's continue."

I pursed my lips and said, "I just listen to you, don't you just want to take me away? Why kill him."

No. 3 didn't know if he had listened to my words, and smiled meaningfully.

"Since you have instilled your memories and hints in me, there is one thing we can agree on: If there is no benefit to something, there is no need to do it." I didn't know what to do, I clenched the sleeve of No. Glancing at Jing Nian, he said against his will, "Anyway, he's just a character in the game, not a real person at all, so don't go to great lengths to take his life."

Before he finished speaking, his shoulders sank, Jing Nian suddenly stood up and pulled me in front of him, and said coldly: "Senior brother, what do you mean by that? Are you going to abandon me?"

"No, I'm here to save you, understand?"

"I don't understand, and I don't want to understand." Jing Nian stared at me, "Unless I die, I won't let you leave me."

"Little Jiu, now do you understand why it is necessary?" No. 3 said lazily, "Go and wait, it will be fine soon."

Jing Nian didn't respond to No. 3's confidence, he took a deep breath, and shouted sharply, "Hate it late!"

For a moment, the uniform cracks under his feet were brutally disrupted, and the roar of the volcano was silent for a second, and then a blood-red sword flew out of the magma, as if reborn from Nirvana, burning the frozen soil along the way.

A flash of astonishment flashed across No. 3's eyes, then he smiled lightly and said to Jing Nian, "Finally something interesting came, and you didn't disappoint me."

He rolled up his sleeves, and I saw a thorn on his wrist.

As mentioned in the game instructions, high-level props will not expire, and Zhijing is a very high-quality martial arts, so this round of the game on the 3rd can still use him as a weapon.

My mind suddenly lit up.

No. 3 is already familiar with Jing Nian's attack habits, if the weapons are the same, then he will still be controlling the field.

But the current situation is beneficial to Jing Nian.

I remember that when I received the game task of preventing Jing Nian from getting Jing Jing as a weapon in Wuding Cliff, I was still very puzzled, but now I am very fortunate.

I subconsciously thought of Xue Jiajia, without him I would not have received the game mission.

However, Xue Jiajia was gone, leaving only Qin Simu groping around in the blind state.