RBCT 160 Goodbye Qinglong
160 Goodbye Qinglong
There is something in my heart, which makes my good appetite disappear.
After a few mouthfuls of improvisation, I told Linger and I's analysis.
In the small private room, there was an eerie silence, and no one opened his mouth to break the silence, after all, it was too heavy.
"Well, I'll go back to the underworld to check again, and you guys continue to play the game!"
"What about the task? It takes five people to take it." Ling'er rolled her eyes, and for some reason, she met Qin Luo.
"Then let him take the top. It's his number, and we can just try it out."
I frowned, and watched Qin Luo take out a ghost messenger who was still in a coma from the Qiankun bag, and as soon as he put his hand on the computer, the machine that was originally turned off started automatically.
The ghost messenger's closed eyes turned around in confusion, only paused for a few seconds on us, and then began to stare at the screen, refusing to move.
"If he's like this, will he betray me?" I don't think Qin Luo is ruthless, and he used ghosts as experiments. Judging from this guy's memory, he is not a good bird.
"No, I have already extracted his soul, and the current reactions are all his own reactions. Moreover, his divine sense has been implanted, and he can feel it no matter whether I am there or not."
"Then are you in danger?"
"Me?" The man's iceberg-like seriousness melted into a sea in an instant, his slender fingers pinched my face a few times, and he said with a light smile, "No, don't worry, I'll be back soon!"
I pursed my lips, my face was itchy, painful, and hot from his fingers.
It wasn't until he had been away for a long time that I calmed down and sat in front of the computer again.
Because Xuanwu has already negotiated with the boss, there is no need for us to sit here and stick to it.
Simply opened a presidential suite in the Hilton hotel, and then moved the position.
After a night of hard work, the five of us finally finished the first volume of "Exile the Blue Dragon".
The system also rewarded everyone with an extra level of cultivation, but the four of us were not the original account owners, so we didn't feel anything, but the ghost was different, and we saw a green light coming from the screen, envelop him inside.
Not long after, the green barrier dissipated, and his skill also increased rapidly.
The realm has really been improved by a whole, but the skill is a bit mottled, as if there are two kinds of blood flowing in a person's body, one is quiet, and his own.One is extremely powerful, but it was made by external force.
Ling'er proposed to dissect him on the spot to see if he would find anything, but I rejected it.
The more I look at his eyes, the more I feel helpless. Why did such a simple child grow up and become crooked?
Fortunately, Qin Luo had already returned at midnight. It looked like a small storage bag contained hundreds of souls. Looking at the shape, most of them were ghosts, and there were some ghosts. They were interacting with each other in the bag at the moment As they fought, black smoke kept rising.
"I found these by following the vines. There are 872 people in total." Qin Luo said, threw the storage bag to me, then fumbled for a scroll from his body, and pushed it in front of me.
I glanced at him suspiciously, opened the scroll, and it was full of names and account numbers.
"The Yin-Yang Book is with you, check it out!"
"Are these people from there?" I pointed to the universe bag.
Qin Luo sighed, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and stared fiercely at the Qiankun Bag which was still noisy, the noise inside was finally quieter.
"Not all of them, that's why I asked you to help with the screening. Didn't it mean that the Yin-Yang book can find the life span including ghosts?"
I nodded, and set up an enchantment in the room.Only then did they call out to search, and it was okay if they didn't check, the worse the worse, the more frightened they were. Compared with the list, what Qin Luo found was a drop in the bucket.
Not to mention anything else, there are several high officials from the underworld on this list, and they are all very senior old people, the kind of people who have no hope of breaking through and may be brought in by dogs at any time.
After listening to my answer, Qin Luo began to sit quietly for a long time.
The whole person sat on the carpet in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows as if petrified. He was dressed in black. If he didn't move at this moment, he would become one with the darkness.
We looked at each other and chose not to bother.
Not for anything else, but because many of them are Qin Luo's confidantes.
"Mother, we can go to the mall together!" Linger said, sliding the mouse, let us see the progress of his task, although it is a shared task, but the final dominance is still with Linger.
Soon, after putting all the equipment issued by the system on the body, a white light flashed, and we were teleported to the game mall.
The tall and majestic city walls, the blue tiles glow in the sun.Even through the screen, you can feel the strong coercion.
I searched my memory, and finally matched the picture in front of me with my memory. Isn't the map here modeled after the real Xia Dynasty.
Moreover, this seems to be the main city of the game. Unlike the birthplace of our characters, which is sparsely populated, there are people everywhere, and there are all kinds of people. I even saw a few monsters.
When he stepped forward and asked, he was really a monster, and he was the kind who had accomplished Taoism.
There was another turbulent wave in my heart, and I became more and more determined that the black hand behind the scenes was Nightmare. After all, only Nightmare can quietly pass through the normal world of the demon world and infiltrate this information.
Unfortunately, apart from the role of Linger, we have never received any other useful clues or main quests.
What's even more frustrating is that it's not just our team that received the task of "Exile the Azure Dragon", but hundreds of thousands.
The dense crowd of heads moved in front of my eyes, making me dizzy for a while.
I rubbed my swollen and painful temples, turned around and said to Linger: "It's like this now, let's continue, but I don't know if anyone has finished it now."
"Completed?" Ling'er twitched the corner of her mouth and said disdainfully, "How is it possible?"
"Let's not talk about whether it's a real Qinglong, even if it's a fake, the person who made this game wouldn't come out too easily, otherwise how would he collect souls?" He sneered, manipulating the characters through the crowd Go to the front stone monument.
I sat next to him and simply stared directly at his screen.
It was a stone enough to occupy half of the screen, and on the top were four extremely bright red characters, Dragon Slaying Martyrs.
Below that, there is a dense pile of names, as if the function is to commemorate.
"Dragon Slaying Warrior? But isn't the task we received just to banish the dragon?" Xuanwu asked puzzled.
"It's about exile. If you can kill it, the reward will be higher." Ling'er said lightly.
The four of us followed him and walked towards the final mission location. After a long queue, we finally entered the prison.
The prison here is also decorated in an ancient style, with blood stains on the blue and black walls.
The ground was covered with yellowing straw, and a few vague figures were lying quietly in the corner. I clicked a few times at random, and strange dialog boxes appeared on it, but there was no trace of identity information.
It wasn't until we got to the innermost part that we saw a stone gate. In front of the stone gate, a bunch of people crowded together. Judging by the posture, it seemed that they all came here to do the Qinglong mission.
And what's even more weird is that if one team doesn't disappear, the others won't be able to enter.
Bored and left the mouse aside, we quietly watched people go in and then come out as bones.
Qin Luo's eyebrows became deeper and deeper, and thick frost exuded all over his body.
The thick wool carpet was thickened with a layer of frost by his breath.
"Ah Luo, it's okay. Didn't we just say yesterday that no matter what happens, we will be together? You are so worried now!"
I wrapped my arms around the man's waist from behind and spoke softly.
Qin Luo's eyelids trembled slightly, and the coldness on his body gradually subsided as he turned his head back. He took my hand, put it on his lips and kissed it gently, and only sighed after a long time: " I just hate myself for being a little incompetent for not even noticing that this kind of thing happened beforehand."
"Don't hate, the person who really wants to hate him should be me, if it wasn't for me back then" I rubbed my head against his chest, I hesitated to speak, after thinking about it, I swallowed my words.
Fortunately, Qin Luo's state is not very good at the moment, and his experience is not so concentrated. I was fooled by a few words casually, but he was fooled.
I sat by the window with him, staring at the lights outside the window in a daze.
From time to time, there will be black smoke rising from a few houses, and from time to time, a few white lights will appear.
Alternating life and death, reincarnation never ends.
Linger operated two game characters by herself and lined up, chatting with people happily.
Until midnight, I received a call from Suzaku.Today Zhu’s family has more relatives coming one after another. Fortunately, the policeman who came to the door yesterday was also present today. Finally, those people in his hometown did not make things difficult for Zhu’s mother. The cemetery is also a family apartment bought a long time ago, so it was too late. You can be buried.
I briefly explained to Suzaku that we would all be there for the memorial service, and when I heard the busy tone coming from there again, I put down my phone.
Qin Luo also adjusted back from his grief and anger, but the expression on his face was less.
More and more dragon slaying teams were sent out as corpses, and then buried in a huge cemetery beside them.
If this game is dead, it is dead and cannot be resurrected, but these people seem to be possessed by demons.
Finally it was our turn, Linger walked in first alone.
And the screens of the four of us were black.
Even the simplest typing function can't be used, five people are divided into five different scenes, except for Linger, there is an invincible monster in front of the four of us.
In front of Ling'er, stood a young man in white clothes. The young man was none other than Qinglong in human form.