Another Life: Elf Archer

Four Seasons Valley, Ban Maple Lotus Medicine Garden.

The old man soon completely lost his mind and was suppressed and killed in time. His body was also sealed by Xuan Xuzi, saying that he wanted to observe whether the corpse would change like this.

After Meng Sheng and Xuan Xuzi placed the sleeping herders into the house, they said goodbye to Fairy Fu Feng.

Before the two left, they told Fairy Fu Feng to watch over these people carefully and not let others get close. The two of them would take these herdsmen away from Four Seasons Valley early tomorrow morning.

Fairy Fu Feng did not ask who among these innocent herdsmen would be lucky enough to survive, and who would be lucky enough to meet the Chinese adults, generals and emperors. Ever since the old man's eyes reluctantly lost their luster, she had said nothing. Fadi sat at the stone table and watched coldly as the two immortal heroes discussed how to deal with the remaining herdsmen.

Perhaps understanding that Fairy Fu Feng was unhappy, Meng Sheng almost forced Xuan Xuzi to leave the medicine garden, and temporarily left the precious living evidence here.

The two left, and the fireflies in the garden slowly floated back among the flowers and grass leaves. The cold moonlight reflected the stone table like a mirror. Fairy Fu Feng looked down for a while, then stood up, regardless of the open doors. Walking through the door of the room, we walked past the medicinal fields planted to treat illnesses and save people, and gradually drifted away.

After a while, the breeze blowing towards the woods changed direction again, bringing a whisper-like sigh.

I returned to the small pavilion from the same entrance every year. I said hello to the young lady playing the piano not far away, jumped into the water, picked all the lotus flowers in the pond, burped and jumped ashore, and swaggered towards The central area where the Tower of Seal is located.

Anyway, there is obviously no difference between day and night here in the center. There is no difference between going now and going later. However, the two choices of going with an empty stomach and going with a full stomach make Nian Nian a little dizzy.

She thought about whether to release the herdsmen to smoke incense after the Fairy Fu Feng left and let them cause trouble in the valley to divert attention, but she thought about the fate of the old man and the possibility of more innocent people being captured. The common people still decide every year that one person is responsible for the work and the other is responsible, and they make their own way into the dragon's pool and the tiger's den.

Of course, breaking through the level does not mean committing suicide.

Nian Nian lowered his head and passed through the mist connecting Gurgling Xiaoxie and Fengda Tower. He raised his hand to block the sudden dazzling sunlight and disappeared in a flash.

The wind was howling and calm, and Nian Nian stood in the air, looking at the spire of the stone tower under his feet, and smiled.

She stood by the eaves on the top floor of the stone tower, looking at the dark, no, shiny bald heads under the stone tower. Regardless of whether those people could see it or not, she whistled in a good mood and pulled the corner of her mouth to make a face.

More and more monks were surrounding the stone pagoda, and the sound of chanting Buddha was heard one after another. Looking at the swords, clubs, and hammers in the hands of these people, as well as those staring with empty hands, I felt calm for a moment.

If these monks in Shaolin Temple can only attack at close range, this matter will be very easy to handle.

She turned to look at the stone tower and flew around it.Her top priority is to find out the secret of the tower before the flying reinforcements arrive.

This stone pagoda is about 60 meters high, with a total of thirteen floors. It is completely white and has no doors or windows. There are thirteen kinds of strange beasts squatting on the eaves, and countless Arhats, Bodhisattvas and Buddhas are carved on the body of the pagoda.The more I look at it every year, the more I feel that it is more like a container that seals something, rather than a building that allows people to come and go on a daily basis.

Lifeless, quiet and mysterious, this is the first impression it gives to Nian Nian. The sculptures of gods and Buddhas all over it do not add any holiness to it. The Arhat frowns, the Bodhisattva lowers his head, and the Buddha also has a sad face, revealing a... The ferocious stock is ready to move.

Isn't it a bit difficult to knock this tower open?

Nian Nian looked down again, listening to the people's roundup arrangements, and flew down two floors around the stone tower, trying to see if he could find any more clues from these carvings.

"whoosh"

A familiar sound broke through the air. Nian Nian hurriedly flashed past. He glanced down, but he didn't see anyone holding a bow and a crossbow. He turned around and his pupils shrank suddenly.

It turned out to be a piece of green leaf, which cut diagonally into the hard stone body of the pagoda, cutting off the lotus under the Bodhisattva's seat.

"whoosh"

Another blade struck like a sharp blade, and Niannian flashed past nimbly. He found the kind-hearted old monk holding a leaf, and also saw the leafy tree next to him. He couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. It wasn't this time. Want to eat.

The old monk seemed to want to say something, clasped his hands and smiled, but Nian Nian's scalp felt numb, and she rushed upward quickly. A strong burst of wind rubbed the soles of her feet and hit the stone tower, leaving a palm print several inches deep. .

The palm failed. The two middle-aged monks beside the old monk did not give up. They squatted on horseback and raised their heads. They shouted and slapped seven or eight palms in succession. It looked funny, but in fact, they printed a series of palm prints on the tower, one after another. Deep, Nian Nian flew upwards in pursuit, as if he was vowing to shoot her down.

She flew higher and higher every year, and the wind in her palm chased her higher and higher. She had a grimace on her face and was about to cry without tears.

Are these monks cheating?

Using their fleshy palms as bombs and picking leaves as hidden weapons, are they worthy of their empty hands?

In a blink of an eye, Nian Nian has flown upward for more than ten meters, and the top of the tower is already at her feet. The palm wind coming from the ground has gradually become weak. Nian Nian is delighted and continues to fly upward.

嘭

Nian Nian was rushing upward when her head suddenly hit something like a wall, which made her head buzz. She was dazed for a while, as if there was suddenly a small ball rolling around in her skull.It felt like someone was pinching and squeezing her hard.

When the world was spinning, fortunately she still remembered that she was dodging other people's attacks. After her mind was froze for a moment by the impact, she immediately moved to one side, but she was still caught by the palm winds that came one after another, and she was hit by three palms on her sternum and ribs.

The fishy sweetness surged into her throat, and Nian Nian took a hard sip. The hot blood dispersed by the wind also cooled her little kindness, and she immediately retreated in the air and raised the short bow in her hand.

His head was still groggy, and he couldn't grasp the distance clearly, nor could he clearly see the position of everyone on the ground, but it didn't matter. Niannian took out a wooden arrow, the bowstring was wide open, and the wind magic inlaid on the Moon Spirit Bow The crystal light shines brightly, and the nine arrows are like nine lightning bolts, falling into the crowd, bringing out nine bright blood flowers.

The old monk's expression changed, and the next wave of attacks had already departed. As soon as the green arrow light came into view, it flew towards him.The old monk stretched out his hand from the monk's robe, which looked like an eagle's talon. He bent his fingers to grab it, but he only caught two scattered arrows. There were still disciples who were screaming and being penetrated by the arrows.

"Amitabha," the two rounds of arrow rain ended, and Nian Nian stopped moving for the time being. The old monk also stopped the attack of the disciples around him, "This person is cunning and vicious. Let the ordinary disciples retreat quickly."

Nian Nian landed on the top floor of the stone tower, shaking his head, trying to put the messy parts back into place. Hearing this, he curled his lips and stretched out a middle finger in the direction of the old monk, not even bothering to look at those parts. The bald heads who were on guard while retreating made more comments.

She looked up, not sure whether it was because the sky here was particularly low or there was another defense in the sky, but no matter what, it was very detrimental to her.

Also, what is the condition of this tower? The two monks just slapped it with one hand, making the tower bumpy and bumpy. It doesn’t look like they are treating this tower as a treasure, and this tower doesn’t seem to have any So solid as expected.

She reached for the quiver at her waist, and an arrow jumped into her palm as if she had been waiting for it for a long time.In an instant, Nian Nian felt that the entire tower trembled with the appearance of the arrow, and the sorrow on the faces of the Buddhas turned into a strange smile.

Unable to determine the final effect of this blood arrow, Niannian pinched his forehead, composed himself, tiptoed, left the top of the tower, and floated into the air.

The blood arrow was placed on the bow string. Nian Nian raised his eyes and saw a few leaves flying in the air. There was a magic arrow on the bow string. When the bow string moved, the arrow came out. A red light flew towards the stone tower, but another green light went straight to it. Straight down, falling with every year.

A strong suction force was coming from Nian Nian's feet, clinging to her legs and pulling her downwards. Nian Nian glanced contemptuously at the old monk's wrinkled hands like chicken claws, and watched them disappear into the tower. The blood arrow in his mouth curled up into a smile.

The heavy drum beat sounded again, like a downpour from the sky in summer, roaring and surging along with deafening thunder.

The unswerving suction stopped immediately, and took the opportunity to move up every year. Just like a candle, the molten stone tower flashed before her eyes layer by layer, and a bone arrow happily jumped from the quiver into her fingertips. , in the old monk's lion-like roar, he shot towards the stone tower.

Calcination and dissolution are the second of the seven major operations of alchemy. What will be the third step after that?

Sewer.

Nick hummed, and the silver knife danced, slicing off a piece of the lip of the monk sitting under him.The monk's eyes were wide open, his breath was gone, and he still held an unsheathed sword in his hand.

In such a nearly airtight underground space, wouldn’t it be a pity if Dion’s preference for poisonous weeds and flowers was not used?

It's just that the poisonous mist evaporated by Sarah's water vapor did not completely kill all the monks. It only made those people lose a certain amount of mobility, and those guys who were obviously powerful were only slightly dazed.

fair enough.Nick happily accepted the pleasure of killing and fighting.

He has no humanitarian spirit, and neither do the other members of the Christmas Clown Mercenary Group.

While Sara and Dion were panting slightly to recover their mana, York had already smashed the heads of several monks who could not move. Kraft was even more decisive. He replaced his left hand with a machine gun-like prosthetic leg, and the dense firepower network was spread two or three times. In seconds, those monks who had no time to draw their swords were shot into sieves. Nick was even more free and easy. With a wave of his hand, the wind blades were scattered as if they were free of money. He didn't care whether he was a human or a ghost, whether he was an enemy or a friend. Everything was over.

The twins shook their heads and denounced the bullying behavior of these people. They bowed their heads and prayed devoutly. Their staffs were heavier and a golden shield stood above everyone's heads, blocking the sword-wielding monk's angry sword rain.

"Hurry up, we can hold on for five seconds at most." Hyde warned.I don’t know how the system calculated the existence form of the twins. The two people did not share the same set of data. After Hyde released the skill, he asked Jekyll to pick it up. The tacit understanding between the twins made the connection between the two defensive skills flawless. .

Five seconds passed, and the shield was shattered by a piercing lightsaber. Dion and Nick restrained another Mohist swordsman, teasing the poor man left and right, while Sarah covered John's attack. When he got up to the elder of the Mingtang Hall, the pitch-black thin sword was like a poisonous snake spitting messages, stabbing out from various unexpected angles, making the white-bearded old man complain endlessly.

These three monks were not idle people. Nick and others gradually had wounds and blood stains on their bodies, but they seemed unaware of it.

Nick let go of several fatal murder attempts and seemed to prefer this cat-and-mouse game. Dion had no choice but to cooperate, and even took the time to wrap the bodies of two female monks with vines and sink them to the bottom of the water; the twins played a great role Using various uses of defensive skills, the sword-wielding monk became more and more irritable. Although he was always broken by one blow, his enthusiasm remained undiminished. He even ignored Nick's continuous curses urging them to return to their duties; only Sa The group of Sarah and John was relatively normal. If you ignore the old man's shorter and shorter beard and increasingly ragged clothes, Sarah glanced at the old man's lean chest, shrugged and let John's bad taste go. Wash off the blood splattered on yourself.

Simil looked at the big rat who was stepping on the corpse and having fun, and Kraft who was searching for loot from the corpse. He had to admit that these people's thinking was a system of their own.

He walked up to Qi Youfeng, who had an ugly face, patted his shoulder sympathetically, and said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, at least Nian Nian is a good boy."

Qi Youfeng tilted his head slightly and replied with a cold face: "That's why you plotted against her again and again."

Simil spread his hands and said helplessly: "This is really a special situation, just an emergency measure in an emergency."

"Hey" Nick jumped aside, guided the Mohist monk's blade to Dion's legs, and waved to Simiel with a smile, "Come on, come on."

Simil suddenly felt nervous and glanced at this rare normal person next to him, feeling inexplicably pitiful.

"Come on," Nick continued to wave, rubbing a wind blade to meet him, "or I'll go find you."

Simil walked over, was pulled impatiently by Nick, and was brought to the knife point handed back by Dion: "Welcome our dark mage to join the battle, these ants will be left to you."

In panic, Simil raised the bone staff to hold the blade. Just as he was about to protest, he saw Dion also jumped out of the battle and turned to look for the twins. Nick didn't need him to play with him for the time being. He had better help the twins deal with the one who was there first. Let’s talk about the guy flying in the sky who can’t come down.

"Come on, come on, come on warmly"

Nick applauded and simply sat on the corpse of a monk, looking at Simil with an earnest look.

Simil held up the bone staff, blocked another blow, and turned to look at Nick innocently:

"Don't we just need to fight hard and pass quickly?"

Nick snapped his fingers and nodded: "You're right."

"Wait a minute," Simil, who suddenly realized that he was about to be left behind, quickly added, "Only I can open that door."

Nick whistled and shouted loudly: "Let's go, let's stop playing. The Archmage Simil said, just ask him to open the door. After all, he is related to the thing in the door."

The twins and Dion immediately turned to defense, and John was dragged away by Sarah. However, the sword-wielding monk and the elder Mingtang, who had lost their opponents, all turned their attention to Simil, who had a stiff smile. l0ns3v3