MTL - Life Going Wild With Plug-ins-Chapter 52 sea

The horses walked non-stop for a day and night, before sunset and turned into a mountain forest. The mountains and protective layers on both sides of the mountain range are stacked, and the middle one runs slowly. At the end of the line of sight is a towering and steep mountain. There is a small open flat area where the sword mound lies. Sitting here facing north and facing the mountains and the water, it is really a good tomb site.

The closer to the high mountain, the puppet sank, and Magnolia Bailongju fell down with a wailing noise. Ye Tan was tense for a moment, and he did not rest for a day, but he still had the energy to react in this moment and turned me over to remove some momentum. I looked back and saw that the horse's four hoofs had all been cut off. Magnolia and Bailongju mourned constantly. I closed my eyes and didn't dare to look at it again. It was so fierce to start, and it really wasn't easy.

A voice with a three-point drunkenness reprimanded him: "When you come to see your ancestors, how can there be horse riding?"

Hearing the words, a wandering middle-aged man was lying on the bluestone leaning himself and drinking. It was the one who had a side at the Yangxi Pinjian Conference. He sat on the side of Qiuzhuang and donated a sword to pit me. , Qi Dao: "You ... how are you here?"

The middle-aged person sneered: "Since you two little dolls were introduced by me, of course I will discipline them."

I respectfully asked: "Ask your seniors how to call them."

"There is no guilt." He drank a large bowl, slumped his hand, and laughed, "I don't even know, I'm so ignorant. Unfortunately, you can't live tonight, you have no blessing to be my apprentice Now. "

I sighed: "This blessing is definitely not there, but we are here to continue our lives, and we still hope that the seniors can say a few more words."

"Today is the first day, and the sun is going to fall. You have done nothing this month, and you really deserve it." Qiu Wubu condescended and struck me, with an indignation against iron and steel, but no sympathy. .

I said, "Although **** it, I really don't want to die. Someone told me that there is still room for discussion, so I came here to advise."

"Yes, of course!" Qiu Wugui seemed to listen to some shocking words, and raised his hands and laughed loudly. "You changed our rules since ancient times. Don't say you want to live, you just want us all Promise yourself, we all listen to you. "

I was busy: "Senior, I am not here to listen to jokes ..."

Chou blamelessly smiled, staring coldly at me, said arrogantly: "We have been born to worship the only true sword in the world. If you can cut off the true sword, you can naturally change our rules."

I knew for sure that this must be the only way Yang Qingzhou said.

It sounds very suspended, but I am dead, and I have no other choice.

I nodded: "Please give me a try."

Qiu Wugui narrowed his eyes, "Yes, of course. I'm looking forward to it ... but you have to figure it out clearly. The real sword can not be cut by anyone who wants to cut it. If you fail, you will have to pay for the blasphemy . "

I smiled bitterly: "If I don't try, I will never see the sun of tomorrow, and I will not lose money."

Qiu Wubu smiled and nodded enthusiastically, jumping up from Qingshi: "Follow me."

Followed him into a strange misty forest, walked around for a long time, and hid in the rubble in an orderly way, Qiu Wugui came first, we followed closely behind. Inside is a long and complicated martyrdom like a grave road, dim candle fire crackling, and the sound of golden stones looming in the wind.

In front of a stone gate, Qiu Wugui turned back and asked, "I don't have a way back when I go in. Think about it?"

"Predecessor ... Can I discuss something?" I asked again and again, "I picked the sword you sent me, and it has nothing to do with my guard. If I lose, can I ... ... let him go? "

Qiu Wuzui laughed strangely: "You master is acting weird. Do not protect a follower while fighting for your life.

Ye Tan whispered: "Subordinates go forward and retreat with their masters.

His heart is like a rock, and he cannot tolerate his beak. He is not the same person as Ye Tan, who said and did something a few days ago.

"You're welcome, neither of you can run away." Qiu Wugui looked ridiculous, and went first.

After entering the door of the tomb, the inside went wider and wider. The cliffs on both sides were lit with countless bright lights, showing that the shadows in the corners were stubborn. How many years have these cruelty been broken and still can be learned, I know that these are once famous swordsman blades in history. Now they are piled into mountains like waste iron trash, and they don't even have names.

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

No one was on the road when I came. It was like a deadly tomb. I was a little confused.

There is no blame for this, but it is a corner of the lips: "It's ridiculous that we have never been troubled by anyone, and we have never seen anyone dare to come to trouble us."

Walked to the high platform of the central altar, where a long sword was enshrined.

The gloom in the cave was dim, but the sword body was so bright that it reflected the day and month of a cave. I was so blinded that I didn't know what tonight or tonight.

Qiu worshiped with no blame, and said loudly: "The only sword that has risen and fallen since ancient times is the vicissitudes of human life. This sword is called the legacy of the sea and is the only true sword in the world."

After speaking, he got up and sang a drum of war. After the drumming, I thought that in the dark corner of no one, I suddenly learned that there were countless figures. The more and more people gathered, the more the voices disappeared. They lined up and sat on the ground kneeling. Looking at the altar, his expression seemed to be cold and indifferent, but also with strange excitement, without any living breath, dormant like a shadow soldier returning from Yincao Difu.

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

"Please." Qiu Wuyue forced the excitement and turned sideways.

I nodded before I took a step forward, but Yetan took me to the front and said, "Subordinates come first."

I frowned: "Atan, you step down."

Ye Tan did not move, there was no concession.

I sighed: "Your courage is getting bigger."

Ye Tan cried, "Subordinates **** it." He recognized the mistake in his mouth, but still stood firmly in front of me.

I couldn't help it. He squeezed his palms with thin cocoons, and talked softly with him: "Adam, obedient, you believe me once, you must get me first. I really don't want to die."

Ye Tan hesitated for a while, Fang whispered, "Master, which sword will I use?"

Finally made sense, I was relieved. Sure enough, he still had that well-informed Yetan in his bones, and he wouldn't disobey what I really wanted to insist on. The Mo Jinhan sword was cast by a sword mound, and must not be able to move a true sword. My only expectation can only rest on the small rubbing sword. I chose to pull the sword out of the sheath,

The swords were connected, and both swords trembled slightly. The sound of the sword in the sea is clearer and louder than any sound of silk and bamboo.

I couldn't help secretly admiring it, the only sword in the ages is indeed not the ordinary sword at the Pinjian Conference. I had enough of my internal interest, injected ten, and struck hard.

There are no cracks in the sea.

The small rubbing sword was cut in half.

... It's over.

I think too much, the same is that SSR is also strong or weak.

The crowd under the altar was still silent, I don't know if they are used to it or if they have no emotions at all. There was a weird noise in Qiu Wugui's throat, and he smiled lowly, with a proud and disappointed expression: "It's a pity ..." He said that he would draw his sword to take my life.

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

Qiu Wugui gave me a glance at it: "You don't have to try that one. Is it not clear to me about my forged sword?"

"At that time ... Oh, before the Holy Physician Sword came to power, who can believe that it can cut off hundreds of soldiers? Didn't you see it at that time?" Seeing Qiu Wubu a little loose, I hit the iron while hot: "Hey ... I'm dead, and I can't fly even in your school, so please give me some time and let me explain what happened. "

Qiu Wuyou waved his mercy and ordered people to take us to the side room where the guests rested, and I was disturbed along the way.

How long can I live?

A cup of tea? A joss stick? An hour? Or overnight?

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

The waiter closed and the only two of me were left in the room. I saw his eyebrows tired, and persuaded, "Atan, you haven't closed your eyes day and night. Take a rest."

Ye Tan only shook his head firmly.

Also, why should you sleep more during your lifetime and sleep forever after you die? We are about to answer this last sentence.

Just thinking, Ye Tan suddenly raised his hand and held me, and whispered, "You are shaking."

Life and death are at stake, I am naturally very scared, but Ye Tan is not.

The moment the sword was cut from childhood, he calmed down instead. I knew he was already determined to die, so he wasn't astonished.

"It's a bit futile." I smiled bitterly. "Can you hug me."

Ye Tan nodded and placed me on his lap and hugged. I returned to this familiar harbour, took a deep breath in his neck, and calmed down.

It really hurts me.

This dilemma at the moment is because I can't freely enter the modifier, and raise the value of my sword higher than the sea. The situation is tense today, and tonight Tan is afraid that he has no intention of secretly kissing me, and I must not commit his life to this fundamentally uncontrollable random event.

I ca n’t figure out why I had to set up such an extremely inconvenient startup program. It ’s the original self that I want to press on the table at the moment. I have a mental retardation when I come up with this idea.

……and many more.

Why do I feel like I'm mentally 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 pit people, how can I pit myself.

Since the modifier is used, it must be a crisis situation. The more crises you rely on, I will definitely set up a way that I can easily start by myself; and this instruction must be extremely short, and it can be completed at the fingertips. The modifier will be faked once it enters the body. It is also very troublesome to accidentally trigger people to see it, so it cannot be any daily action such as high-five gestures ...

One person can do it easily, and a normal person will never do it, a momentary action.

If you ask me now ...

How would I set it up?