Chapter 16 Alone, Alone

xiu xiu~

The sword spirit gradually dissipated. In the frightened eyes of everyone, the overwhelming power of the sword also slowly calmed down with the gradual decline of the free breath. Dao Dao looked at it and saw that the shining rune culture was a sharp sword, quickly sinking into Xiaoyao's body, and then dust returned to dust, earth returned to earth, and all kinds of disbanded.

"Is it sealed?"

"Houred down?"

......

Everyone was relieved to notice that the fluctuation of the heart palpitations dissipated.

"It's suppressed!"

Dongfang Yixue said in a low voice.

But the vibration of the sword appeared crazily in his mind. He looked at Xiaoyao in a daze. In the past, his stubbornness dissipated in an instant, and complex and unspeakable eyes showed in his eyes.

At this time.

There is no breath all over Xiaoyao's body.

Like an ordinary player, no, even an ordinary player is inferior. At this moment, he has no mystery all over his body. His whole body collapsed weakly on the ground, supported the ground with trembling hands, and his mouth made a loud gasp. On the forehead, cheeks and chest, it is soaked with sweat.

"Happy"

"How's it going!"

The negative swordsman flashed and held Xiaoyao's body.

Taoist figures kept coming, and Chi Zhan, Night Demon, Sword Fool and others stood beside them, and their eyes were full of worries, but there was no doubt that with the suppression of Xiaoyao's killing, they were all relieved.

"It's okay"

The hoarse voice sounded slowly.

Xiaoyao's nod was slightly raised, and his face was extremely pale, but compared with the tingling in his eyes, these external performances were as dust as clouds and mud. He stood up in a dotona and felt that there was no mysterious fluctuation in his body. There was a bitterness in the corners of his mouth. His eyes turned and he looked at the crowd with an extremely indifferent expression: "It's okay. I'm sorry to trouble you."

said.

His expression made everyone frown.

"Is it sealed?" Xiaoyao muttered, "That's good. I want to be quiet alone. I'll ask you to go to the blue sky first." He looked at Chi Zhan and others.

"Hmm"

Several people nodded worriedly.

Supreme Order appeared, Xiaoyao looked at this bloody plain, and his heart was incomparable and slowly disappeared here.

"It's good"

"It may be better to leave him alone."

The Night Devil said in a low voice, "Emotions are so painful." As soon as he finished speaking, he found that everyone looked at him with strange eyes, as if to see him through, but at this moment, no one was in the mood to ask what was going on, but in the sigh, everyone slowly disappeared on this bloody plain.

......

Thirty-three days of wilderness.

Here is the endless wilderness in the west of the fantasy continent. The big territory is filled with endless dangerous places. Endless monsters live in the vast mountains, swamps and wilderness. There is no city here, but a small dilapidated village. However, these villages are extremely prosperous.

Jianghu people say.

If you want to make a fortune, the 33-day wilderness is an excellent place.

There is a crisis here.

But it is also a stack of wealth, emerging one after another, attracting players from countless major regions to come here. But when it comes to danger, even if it is a system village, it can be seen as safe. Because there may be monsters in the mountains outside the village to kill the players and aboriginals who live here at any time

It is said to accumulate over the months.

Players and aborigines keep fighting with monsters.

make.

There is no weak person here, but the strength of all players who come here is at least at the first-class level. After a long time, being able to step into the 33-day wilderness has become a qualification proof to measure whether a player has a first-class level.

Luofeng Village.

The whole village is only thousands of square meters, and hundreds of buildings have been destroyed in the village, but the players are bustling. Simple booths can be seen everywhere. In the noise, most of them are players hunting monsters from the 33-day wilderness, or finding some precious items for sale here.

And the transmission array is just a few pieces of wood, standing around a transmission array.

Buzz~

The light is flashing.

Xiaoyao's expressionless face slowly emerged from the inside

He raised his head.

Looking at this noisy village, there was no change in his eyes. If it had been before, he might have been quite surprised by the prosperity of this village, but at this moment, his heart was blocked, like a mountain pressure.

He walked out quietly.

Looking at everything around me, I feel out of place. After a while, he silently closed his mouth and came to a building that looked like a restaurant. He went straight to the second floor. He casually ordered a few dishes and a pot of sake in the greeting of the enthusiastic aborigines. He sat on the edge of the window on the second floor and looked down.

A cup.

Keep drinking into the throat.

The hotness made him feel like he was alone at this moment.

The dish has not moved.

Sake fluctuates and keeps getting into the throat.

This scene.

It's quite strange for the players around them to see the blood on the edge of the knife.

Suoptly.

Xiaoyao's eyes stopped.

Looking along the noise below, I saw a familiar figure, but the other party was full of solemn face at this moment, stepping away, as if he wanted to leave the village and where to go. Behind him, Xiaoyao's eyes changed again and saw a familiar figure. A curtain of red clothes was as red as blood, but his eyes were cold and murderous.

"Cool in the west wind"

"Red clothes?"

Xiaoyao said at the corners of his mouth, and he was in a low mood. He really didn't want to pay attention to it. At this moment, when he saw the two of them, he couldn't help sighing slowly. On the second floor, he whispered down and said, "The west wind is cool, red clothes"

He shouted very lightly.

The two people who were running down suddenly shook their bodies and stopped, and then looked at his position while their eyes turned around. At this glance, a surprise suddenly appeared in the cool eyes of the west wind, but in the originally cold eyes of the red, there was a sudden burst of cold anger and astonishment.

Sing~

Then, the two looked at each other.

Xifeng Liang seemed to be a little afraid of red clothes, but when he saw Xiaoyao smiling bitterly, he was a little relieved and took the lead in the restaurant to come to Xiaoyao's position. The red clothes paused slightly, and the murderous intent in his eyes was slowly suppressed. Then he also came to the restaurant. Looking at Xiaoyao, he frowned slightly and said coldly, "Your breath... is it yourself?"

heard.

The cool breeze in the west finally found the abnormality of Xiaoyao and looked at it in surprise.

His body was on the other side of Xiaoyao, deliberately separated from the red clothes, and there was a warning between his eyebrows. Something must have happened between the two.

"No"

Xiaoyao shook his head slowly.

The horrible murderous intention burst out all over the red clothes, and a chill appeared in people's eyes. Between the unconscious swinging of the slender hands, even the red gauze covering the cheeks was slightly bulging to reveal the soft white part of the country: "Who is it? I'll kill him!"

"Emp"

Xiaoyao hasn't spoken yet.

Xi Fengliang, who was sitting next to him, felt the murderous intention and immediately rolled his eyes.

Shus and search~

With the murderous intention sweeping

In the big restaurant, the noise calmed down in an instant, and countless shocked eyes kept looking at it. When they saw the red veil, the body looked extremely seductive red clothes were deeply shocked. Then, the red clothes looked directly at them coldly. Under those eyes, they did not dare to stay more and left the restaurant.

Until they all disperse.

Xiaoyao said calmly, "It's not who, it's me."

The voice turns.

He looked at the red clothes and the west wind: "Do you have a grudge?"

"Who knows"

Hearing this, Xi Fengliang suddenly became depressed. He looked at the red clothes and said in a low voice, "I'm also curious. Why do you keep chasing me? If it weren't for my strength, I'm afraid I would have been killed by you.

The strength of red clothes.

It has been deeply rooted in the hearts of many strong people in the British world. Coupled with the blessing of Lingbao, even if he knew that Xifengliang's strength was at the level of the strongest, Xiaoyao was not optimistic about him. But at this moment, when he heard that the red clothes had been chasing him for a long time, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Being able to stay until now under the pursuit of red clothes shows the strength of the western wind. You know, even if you are a red war or a night demon, you dare not say how long you can escape from the pursuit of red clothes. Because the speed of red clothes is terrible! At that absolute speed, her attack was at the forefront of the top powers.

"Killing"

"No reason required!"

The red dress took a look at Xiaoyao and said slowly.

"Emp"

The west wind smiled bitterly, and anger appeared in his eyes.

Xiaoyao paused slightly.

I felt inexplicably bitter in my heart. After thinking about it, I still said, "Red clothes, if it's nothing, I hope it's okay. I won't interfere in your affairs, but he's not bad."

......

Xiaoyao left.

He left alone. As for whether Hongyu and Xifengliang would still be the same as before, he didn't think about it anymore, and he didn't have the heart to think about it. He could say that only because of the chance encounter with Xifengliang under the most holy city. He walked alone, refused to follow him in red, and walked alone in the major villages in the wilderness for 33 days.

He has no purpose.

Just just go, and then go.

In a few days, the whole world seemed to have nothing to do with him. He was alone and watched the thousands of players and aborigines interpret different pictures. Occasionally, he would even stop, take out some utensils in the storage ring, put the weapons in a small booth, add a price at will, and put them there.

Many players have obtained a lot of precious items as a result, and there are even some players with evil thoughts who want to kill Xiaoyao to get the items in his storage ring, but Xiaoyao did not go out to the wild. These players always follow, but they can't kill Xiaoyao. And soon, these players will be killed inexplicably...

Even in the village.

They still died. As for the reason, no one else could know.

One day.

Xiaoyao is still quietly squeaming in a village called the moonlight. In front of him, there are three sets of third-order top suits and two third-order top swords on a curtain of white cloth. There are groups of players in front of them, but they are looking at the price that far exceeds the actual value and curse Xiaoyao angrily.

Xiaoyao's eyes closed slightly.

If you don't hear it, just sit quietly.

It's been a long time.

These players also dispersed until no player stopped in the end. Suddenly, a shadow blocked Xiaoyao's sight. He looked up slightly and wondered that someone would come now, but there was a familiar and strange old voice in his ear: "Little brother, we meet again" (to be continued.)