After entering the infinite game, the full-level boss pretends to be new again

Chapter 298 Courage Training Camp [35]

Yan Qing's complexion didn't change, she stood where she was, and replied with a smile: "Of course it's not the first time I've come to the training camp. A little research."

233 turned to look at her.

475 yawned, and said mysteriously, "Don't believe me, my story was told by an old Taoist priest, and I heard it was his personal experience."

"His experience?" The player next to him asked: "Which character is he in this story? Logically speaking, both the nurse and the man should have died."

"This..." 475 was silent for a second, not knowing what to do, so he waved his hand: "Hey, small things, they are all small things."

The situation in the rare training camp has made new progress, and the players who looked sluggish all cheered up.

Yan Qing backed out quietly, turned around and was about to go out.

Wu Yu followed her, "Where are you going?"

"I plan to enter the illusion again." Yan Qing's tone was indifferent, as if what he said was as simple and easy as eating and drinking.

The witch language was at a loss for words: "You..."

Entering the illusion for the second time is not as easy as entering the illusion for the first time.

This is the rhythm of courting death.

"Are you going to find Brother Shi?" Wu Yu followed beside him and asked.

Yan Qing nodded, with a very calm expression: "I'm just curious, what will stop Brother Shi's pace and prevent him from coming out of the illusion."

"But if you enter for the second time, it will be difficult to stay awake in the illusion." Wu Yu reminded.

Yan Qing paused, and took out a candy from his pocket.

[Mints: Who would refuse to have a mint in a desperate situation?After using this item, the player can remain 100% awake in the illusion. It is a one-time item, please use it with caution. 】

Wu Yu looked stunned: "This..."

S-level one-time consumption items.

Yan Qing put the mints in his palm, looked down for two seconds, and suddenly clenched his hands.

"I understand your intentions for Brother Shi, but you can't get in." Wu Yu said: "The entrance to that magic circle is only opened once, you can't re-enter the illusion, you can only wait for them Get out of the illusion."

"Yan Qing, focus on the mission of the training camp."

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The sky was getting darker, and the autumn day in the capital was surprisingly cold. The cold wind seemed to be piercing into the bone marrow, and it penetrated into the skirt of the clothes impartially.

It was raining lightly outside the court. After Qu Zhimo stepped into the eaves, he casually patted the raindrops on his robe. When he raised his eyes, he saw the rainwater flowing down the eaves, splashing on the ground, creating a layer of rain. ripple.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the girl who was having a drink and laughing with the people next to her in the room raised her head and met the calm eyes of His Majesty outside the door.

The girl raised the wine glass and showed it to Qu Zhimo, with her usual innocent smile on her face: "It's not spirits, it's for health preservation."

This is after Qu Zhimo practiced retreat. He met the saint Yanqing who came from the Demon Cult. Because of a misunderstanding, he stabbed the girl with a sword, but avoided the vital part of the wound and blocked the mouths of the people in the world.

After Yan Qing was injured, all her cultivation was gone, she couldn't even hold a sword, and her health was not good, Qu Zhimo hid the girl in the villa, and she was not allowed to eat cold food or drink.

Sometimes, Qu Zhimo felt that something was wrong, but he didn't want to think about those times when something was wrong.

It's fine now.

Qu Zhimo glanced at the person next to him coldly.

The maid next to her raised her hand in surrender, "I testify, it's really a health-preserving wine, and it's still warm."

Qu Zhimo took off his rain-soaked robe, and closed the door smoothly, blocking the heavy rain outside the door.

After taking off their outer robes, the two of them saw that Qu Zhimo came with a food box. With a smile on his face, he walked forward with the food box, breaking the slightly solemn atmosphere in the room.

"Just drinking is boring." Qu Zhimo sat down beside the girl naturally, took out the small dishes in the food box and placed them on the table, "Bring some snacks, and drink after eating, otherwise it will hurt the spleen and stomach .”

The aroma of snacks mixed with the strong smell of wine, Yan Qing's eyes lit up, and he cheered, "That's great! Long live!".

The maid stepped back tactfully.

After the two had a drink together, their cheeks were flushed by the warmth of the room, and Qu Zhimo's body was still wet from the rain, and he also sweated a little, and his body warmed up.

"Is it really decided?"

With wine and meat in her stomach, the girl propped her chin and spoke softly.

"It should have been like this a long time ago." Qu Zhimo is the young suzerain of the Xuanling Sect. Drinking this little wine is like scratching an itch for him. There are thick calluses on the palms of his fingers, and he gently holds the girl on the table. hands on the table.

He gave up his position as the young suzerain, just hoping to stay with the person in front of him forever.

"My junior brother is also a very powerful person, and his temper is much calmer than mine. He is more suitable to succeed Xuan Lingzong."

Qu Zhimo smiled and poured himself another drink, it was warm in the mouth, mixed with a little medicinal taste.

Subconsciously, he always felt that he owed the girl in front of him.

It seems that the sword did not avoid the girl's vitals.

Everyone in front of them is nothingness.

But Qu Zhimo didn't dare to think about it.

He couldn't bear the consequences if that result came true.

Qu Zhimo lowered his eyes and smiled, caressing the wall of the cup with his fingers, the mist of warm wine wrapped around his fingertips.

"You have to think clearly, don't leave regrets in vain." Yan Qing swung the drink in the glass, she was already a little drunk, the corners of her eyes were stained red, she propped her chin and muttered while looking at Qu Zhimo.

Qu Zhimo smiled: "I will have no regrets."

Yan Qing stared at him with his chin propped up, "Did I tell you that I actually replaced your childhood sweetheart from the very beginning?"

"I know." Qu Zhimo said softly.

"If I didn't replace her, but she appeared by your side, would you treat her as well as me?" The girl looked at Qu Zhimo quietly with her black and white eyes open.

Qu Zhimo said: "No."

He didn't say that from the very beginning, he knew that Yan Qing was not the girl he was when he was a child.

But so what?

Who said that he must always be bound by those childhood memories, and he will love whoever has that memory?
Then his love is too cheap.

Qu Zhimo opened his mouth, but finally did not speak.

He's been having nightmares lately.

Dreamed that Yan Qing disappeared after falling from the cliff, as if the world had evaporated.

He killed this person with his own hands, watched the girl fall coldly, and then returned to the sect, but saw the map of the world that the girl had left for him.

But the sky and the earth are big, and he can never find the original person again.

(End of this chapter)