The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

"You..." The little man was taken aback.

Compared with the remaining five transit stations, the situation in Haihe is indeed much more dangerous.Relying on its huge size, the mad angel first occupied the central white tower and shopping mall, and cut off the supply of everyone's props when it came up. A-level props are not Chinese cabbage that can be seen everywhere. More than 80.00% of the five players are still using disposable ones. With the support of B-level props, the mall lost control, which means that they all turned into bare-handed blank slates, with nothing but attributes.

In this case, DK and the Inquisition Council stationed there can only adopt the strategy of fighting while retreating, trying to transfer the unarmed players out. The ferocious Li Gui men retrieved several players.

For example, today, they finally found He Qin's lone figure near the edge of the wasteland, and because they accidentally attracted the attention of the dormant monsters in the mist, they had to break through with difficulty.

…Now hearing his tone, why shouldn’t we come to rescue him?

He just blinked for a moment because of this, the tall and straight man in front of him, but with a frivolous tone, has jumped into the air, like a wild leopard killing an antelope, the light of the knife pierced the sky and the earth, and thunderbolts, blizzards and thousand blades rained down on the flat ground. !Wherever the sharp edge went, the ferocious ghost that surged up like a tide was chopped into the ground with a knife, and then burst out the wailing of the broken spirit body, and blasted out of the cracked earth for nearly a hundred miles!

The thick fog that seemed to linger in the vicinity for thousands of years was instantly diluted to only a faint misty white, weakly lingering on the silent battlefield.

Everyone froze in place, staring blankly at the scene in front of them.

The wind was blowing gently, and the fog was squirming back and forth, and the fierce ghost army that was eyeing the tiger was completely dead, not even a scum was left.The ear-piercing screams, the artillery fire on the battlefield, and the hoarse roar of the companions are only for a moment, and the dead silence like a graveyard is only for a moment.In the extreme silence, they even felt like they were still in a dream.

One second it was life and death, and the next second nothing happened. These eighteen people still maintained the state of loading ammunition, unfolding the enchantment, and biting the medicine bottle in their mouths. Some of them didn't even realize what happened. They were ready to fight hard The object is dead.

The big-eyed girl opened her mouth, holding a handful of silver bullets in her hands. After a long period of stalemate, one of them couldn't hold it, so it slowly squeezed out from between her sweaty fingers, and finally created a sudden bullet. The vacancy, and then it bounced crisply on the gravel floor, making all eighteen people tremble.

He Qin hung the tip of the knife casually, squinted Jin Tong, looked into the depths of the fog that had diluted most of it, and roughly estimated the distance.

"What are you still doing?" He retracted his gaze and said casually, "Go back quickly, the mad angel will not die, and the fog will gather again."

As he spoke, he held the knife and was about to lift his legs to leave.

"...Wait...!" The little man woke up like a dream, and finally howled, scrambling and rushing out of the team to form a circle, "...wait, stay, wait, ちょっと待って! Strong man, don't go!"

He Qin stopped, turned his head, his eyes were careless, as if overlooking everything below him.The little man didn't dare to lean forward anymore, he coughed and anxiously pondered his words.

He Qin said: "Mad Angels have been killed by you several times, and the six-hour cooling time is not enough for you to replenish props and evacuate players?"

The implication of these words made the little man choke. He rubbed his hands, knowing that the thick thigh in front of him must be hugged and hugged tightly!However, I have no way of knowing his identity, so naturally I can't... Wait.

He thought, he guessed who the hidden man in front of him was.

"Please help us." He took a deep breath, his spine was tired, and at the same time he humbly bowed slightly, and said earnestly.At the same time, the other players also put away their equipment one after another, and slowly approached in dusty form with the smell of gunpowder smoke all over their bodies.

He Qin glanced across their faces, without speaking.

"The mad angel occupies the central white tower. Its size is several times larger than in the game, and even if it is killed, it will not be rewarded by the system. Every day, we have to spend a lot of manpower and material resources, and spend it like burning inventory resources... ..." The little man said with difficulty, "DK can't hold on, the trial of heresy will be even more sad, the mechanical legion is almost wiped out, but there are more and more players trapped here..."

He Qin laughed: "You guys still have some strength, why don't you run first?"

The girl with big eyes looked at him, she opened her eye sockets round to cover up the blush, and said firmly: "Because too many people died! Too many people! Dead!"

He Qin put the knife back into its sheath, and didn't speak for a while.

"In any case, Uncanny Valley still follows the operation principle of Nova City," he said. "The dead players, their data remnants will enter the inner world..."

This is actually not the case. The spirits of those who died here were really wiped out, and there is no way to restore them.

But since these people have the courage to face death and redeem others with themselves, it doesn't matter if they tell a harmless lie.

"...No way," a man wearing glasses said softly. The color of the lenses was blurred by the fighting and the flying smoke, and it was almost impossible to tell whether it was lenses or sunglasses. "They can't get in. The world is gone."

"Why?" He Qin asked.

"Because of their corpses," on the other side, the girl with dirty face and fingers pulled off the veil, "will never turn white again."

He Qin's eyebrows twitched.

...The inner world was closed by the holy nuns, or in other words, was artificially occupied.

— Muspelheim.

He turned around completely, stretched out his fingers as slender as bamboo bones, moved left and right on both sides of his cheeks, and with a little force, took off the pitch-black mask, revealing a deep and handsome face that looked like a god and a demon.

"Then, let me introduce you again." He rubbed the handle of the knife with his thumb, with a smile on his lips, "No one sleeps, He Qin. Now, take me to see Hua Ying."

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"The third row of attackers, attack from the right wing now! Attack! I will lead the people to kill from the left wing!"

"Commander, what are you doing, Commander!"

"It's too dangerous, come back quickly!!"

There was an earth-shattering thunderclap, and the mad angel's body was incomparably huge, grabbing the white tower that went straight into the sky, and let out a crazy roar!

The sky and the ground are densely packed with exploding sparks. Thousands of unmanned mechanical birds are flying around Mad Angel, and the tail ends of small missiles emit fierce white smoke, bombarding the tens of millions of eyeballs of the boss that emit lasers. ; A team of dog-shaped mechanical scouts charged quickly from under the black goat's hooves, the glider on the back unfolded and reorganized, and ejected the nano-bomb with flashing red light on it, and hit the target resolutely with a suicide attack route, blowing up wildly The angel staggered to the side, roaring furiously, and the ground trembled!

Hua Ying was covered in flowing light armor, with a pair of large metal wings with smooth lines stretched out from behind, making the sound of whistling wind as they flapped, leading a row of hundreds of mechanical birds, and flew towards the mad angel's unprepared left wing.Guan Zhiyu and Qiu Boyi looked anxious, and followed him up from the ground, rushing to the sky.

"It's too dangerous, stop!"

"You don't want to die! It can blow you away in one blow, come back quickly!!"

The two people, one on the left and the other on the right, rushed to Hua Ying's side and loudly dissuaded him. Hua Ying gritted his teeth and shouted back: "The mechanical legion is exhausted. Today is the deadline. We must get the refresh time and enter the mall." supply!!"

"Is the supply more important, or your life?!" Qiu Boyi roared, "Come down quickly, don't be impulsive!"

Hua Ying shouted: "Don't worry! This level is not enough to break my soul!"

"..." Guan Zhiyu broke down: "Now is not the time to use Yin's mother's famous quotes to pretend to be aggressive, stop quickly, leader!!"

In the command center on the ground, Richardson Gary looked cold and serious, and the red hair hanging on the side of his face was like a slowly burning gloomy flame.

In Fire of the World, Zheng Youge's identity is very conspicuous, because he is a rare necromancer with the highest strength, but in DK, his existence has become commonplace, and he has disappeared from everyone.

——Because DK is an exclusive guild for mysterious players.It brings together almost all high-level necromancers, necromancers, corpse exorcisers, Gu masters, ghost cultivators, shamans...and more unknowable professions, and it is precisely because of this that they can A team of hundreds of people supported the entire main battlefield of the fourth transfer station.

In front of Richardson, there was a strange crystal ball floating gently.

Its outer wall is extremely fragile, and when the wind blows slightly, its outer skin will tremble and ripple, like a huge soap bubble.The red-haired German stared at it intently, ignoring the roar of the fierce battle around him, his thin lips moved slightly, and made a short syllable.

Mixed with mud and blood, the wreckage of the mechanical scout that was blasted into fragments suddenly bounced up, gathered and condensed again in mid-air, with ferocious minions, mottled with blood and rust, and twisted and sharp jagged deformities all over the body, like a strange product returned from hell ——They are not only man-made machines, but also products of being revived.This is the highest state that black magic can achieve at present: even destroyed inanimate matter can be revived!

But after all, this is not Richardson's exclusive weapon [Crystal Skull], it is just a temporary prop that he re-made in Uncanny Valley. Even if these mechanical scouts are summoned back to the watch world again, they can only be used once again.

At the back of the battlefield, more than 100 mysterious professional players stood apart, facing another wave of fierce ghosts released by the mad angels, each showing their magical powers, the eight immortals crossed the sea, and they all raised a huge magic circle that covered the sky and the sun. The color changed, and the sound of wind and thunder was endless.One of the players squeezed his hands, and the magic circle gradually compressed and became smaller, condensing into the shape of a black flag, in which all ghosts cried together, and the blood gushed out, instantly dyeing half of the battlefield into a misery like a purgatory. situation!

"What the hell?" A woman with silver bracelets and hairpins and red lips stained with blood turned her head in dissatisfaction. The silver ornaments all over her body clanged and a green scorpion flew from her shoulder to her cuff. Quarrel!"

The player who pinched his hand laughed: "Last time it was your Wandu Cauldron, and last time it was his Bone Dragon Black Cavalry. This time it can't be my turn to be my Falling Soul Banner? Quack, the Wandu Cauldron is not noisy. Biting one's own family members is not ambiguous!"

"You!" The woman was about to explode, and the player wearing a hood beside her said, "Stop arguing! As long as you can solve the trouble, you can't just let the people from the Inquisition Society contribute?"

The woman endured angrily. The player who had quarreled with her before had put away her foolish look, his eyes sharpened, and he shouted, "Go!"

Gathering the strength of hundreds of people, the Falling Soul Banner was shining brilliantly. In the gloomy wind and mist, ghost soldiers and ghosts in broken armor straddled skeleton war horses, brandishing dilapidated banners and swords, gushing out like a torrent, and met the opponent who had broken through the mechanical corps. The army of ghosts collided with each other suddenly!

One side shone with red light and black light, while the other side was wrapped in dense white mist. The man sneered and said, "I'm dead, why don't you get up and work for me!"

The black and red Limang seemed to be rapidly infecting and multiplying fungus, eating away a large area of ​​white in an instant, and the engulfed Li Gui stood up again, mixed with the Yin soldiers camp, turned around and killed the general in the direction of the mad angel.

Hua Ying was flying in the air, Qiu Boyi and Guan Zhiyu had no choice but to fight for him.Hundreds of mechanical birds flew past the giant palm slapped by the mad angel, and a dozen of them failed to escape, turning into a burst of sparks between its indestructible fingers.

"Support me!" Hua Ying roared, carrying a plasma rapid-fire cannon on his shoulder, and flew towards the childlike face of the BOSS, "Look at me, I'll hit it blind with one shot!!"

Qiu Boyi released dozens of miniature mechanical birds in the shape of paper cranes, and quickly arranged them in front of him and Guan Zhiyu to form a pulse shield. Guan Zhiyu held a lightsaber in his hand. The narcissistic angel slashed down with a sword from behind, the sword was as powerful as a bamboo, and it exploded all the way on the dense eyeballs on its back, and black blood spurted wildly!

The mad angel roared loudly, and slapped his back arm hard. The two of them couldn't dodge, and they were about to be swung into a shooting star in the sky. Suddenly, two figures rushed from the slanting stab, like flying swifts, carrying them lightly and quickly. They flew high into the air, narrowly missing the fatal blow.

"Little sister?!" Guan Zhiyu looked back, and saw twelve identical Xue Wenshu flapping her red wings, looking down at them like a judgment angel descending from the clouds.

"I'll help you." Xue Wenshu said.

Qiu Boyi flapped his wings, adjusted his figure in the air, and said in amazement: "But, your body hasn't recovered yet..."

"It's just divided into twelve," another Xue Wenshu said, "I can do it, no problem."

At the foot of the mountain farther away, He Qin stood holding a knife, squinting at the battle situation.

Players' support is continuously gathered here, like a blood vessel transfusion, supporting the broken heart of the capital.The little man rubbed his palms together, anxiously waiting for Number One Under Heaven's answer.

"...No." He Qin said, "I don't need to take action this time."

Eighteen people are one meal.

"Although this fight is coming to an end, you can still help your president and relieve him a little bit of pressure." He Qin said, "I'll let it go. It's too rude to grab the head."

The author has something to say: There was a small bug in the last chapter, which has been revised.

And, there is one more thing... I didn't want to talk about it here at the beginning, but now, I think I have to say it: writing a long article is a very labor-intensive thing. In the past two months, I have locked and revised the article. Things, it consumes too much of my energy.

In addition to the update, the reverse episode dragged me; I changed it over and over again, and I had to worry about whether I could pass the two-month locked chapter every day; It will be updated soon, ask me when I will be able to make another episode, what should I say, say that I am entering a period of exhaustion and burnout, living out of breath every day, every time I write a paragraph, I feel that my eyelids are fighting, my waist is sore and my back hurts?

I don't know when I can slow down, I don't know.

☆、Mid-Autumn Extraordinary: My heart is like the Mid-Autumn Moon

The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, all the worlds in Uncanny Valley were blocked by the pre-set operating modules of "Destiny", which forcibly terminated the player's process of breaking through the level.

"What are you doing?" Standing on the top floor of the hotel, looking at the closed door to the world, Wen Zheliu's mouth twitched, "Could it be that there is still a holiday?"

He Qin also found it very funny, he said: "As long as there are important festivals, the city of new stars will definitely develop circle q... large-scale events, but, I didn't expect that the holy nuns have not repaired the design left by fate. Certainly."

Wen Zheliu turned to look at him with his eyes wide open, "You just wanted to talk about making money, didn't you?"

"Cough." He Qin said with a calm expression, "Since this is the case, we can see that up to now, the Holy Nun has not completely escaped the control of fate..."

"Don't change the subject! I heard you clearly said about money grabbing just now!" Wen Zheliu jumped on him with all his teeth and claws, and stretched out his hand to pull that perfect handsome face, "Don't try to quibble!"

He Qin put one arm around his waist to prevent him from falling off his body, one hand frantically resisted Wen Zheliu's octopus attack, while twisting his face back and forth to argue: "Games are originally a product of investing money in happiness , Economics tells us...don't grab your brother's flesh! If capital wants to stab...ah, it hurts, it hurts!"

Du Zijun: "..."

Xie Yuanyuan: "..."

Du Zijun carried Xie Yuanyuan in his arms, and silently kept away from the two elementary school students whose IQs had suddenly dropped.

Xie Yuanyuan was fascinated by the huge towering teleportation array on the horizon in the distance. Now that the Mid-Autumn Festival module has been updated, it usually emits a dazzling blue light, and the swirling and undulating gate has been completely covered with a layer of crystal clear white. The halo, like a full moon staying in the wilderness, temporarily closed the passage leading to another world.

"Instead of celebrating the festival with these moths, why don't we go home and meet our family..." Xie Yuanyuan muttered, "For Mid-Autumn Festival, reunion is the true meaning."

Du Zijun poured cold water on him mercilessly: "Then don't even think about it, it's impossible."

Xie Yuanyuan was discouraged and said: "...I know! It's definitely impossible, the holy nun won't let us out now..."

Hearing what he said, Wen Zheliu was hanging on He Qin, and turned his head and said, "So, let's take this as a three-day vacation for myself, don't worry about it too much, when next year's Mid-Autumn Festival, we will definitely be with myself with my family!"

His expression was carefree and his smile was bright. Du Zijun glanced out of the window and couldn't help but soften the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Xie Yuanyuan was careless, but he had nothing to hide: "Family? I don't have a family anymore! I grew up alone and lived on the subsidy I received... In the future, I will spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with my friends, um, um... I will spend it with you. It’s already good, don’t ask for that much.”

"..." Du Zijun looked at him, but just snorted softly and didn't say anything.He flicked the lighter, turned to Wen Zheliu and said, "What, homesick?"

Wen Zheliu hung on He Qin's body, scratched his cheek, and said honestly: "Although I really want to, but...the family is gone, only relatives."

"Oh?" Du Zijun seemed a little interested, "Do you have a bad relationship with relatives?"

Wen Zheliu laughed at himself: "It's not just bad! When I go out, I don't care about him, I have to shave that fat man first."

Du Zijun raised his eyebrows, Xie Yuanyuan widened his eyes and scratched the back of his neck, both of them were a little surprised.

During playtime, Wen Zheliu was called the Sun of Wisdom, no matter how he treated people or things, he had an amazing tenderness and compassion. In some respects, he was not mature like a child of his age.Du Zijun has seen his softness and sharpness, but he has never seen him speak so fiercely.

He lit a cigarette, and in the white mist, he saw He Qin rubbing his hair vigorously.

"Oh..." Xie Yuanyuan seemed to understand a little bit, "Your relatives don't have a good relationship with you."

"Hey, it's more than bad," said the Lius and their annoying son after a long absence, Wen Zheliu wanted to punch the void a few times to vent his anger, and he slid off He Qin's body , said sullenly, "My father and mother have left, and I lived in his house from the age of eight to 17. I was bullied and beaten a lot..."

He Qin tightened his fingers on his waist, Wen Zheliu sensed the piercing murderous intent in his heart for a moment, quickly gathered his mind, and wiped his face: "Forget it, forget it, it's meaningless to talk about it now, we're still talking about it." In the uncanny valley..."

Du Zijun looked at him thoughtfully. It was the first time Xie Yuanyuan heard about his family. He couldn't help but wondered: "Then you...you didn't resist? You can't, you're so smart..."

"... There is one thing," He Qin said slowly, "it's in their hands, and it can't be returned to him until Ningning has passed."

"That's it," Xie Yuanyuan sighed, "Isn't that the same as a handle... Sigh. It seems that sometimes having relatives is not a good thing."

Du Zijun shook his head, lowered his head and took a puff of the cigarette, sparks swayed and burned on his lips, "Indeed. Blood relatives... To put it nicely, they are nothing more than to collect debts. If her madness can be better, even if I have accumulated virtue gone."

Xie Yuanyuan inserted a knife in a low voice: "Although I don't know what the situation is, it is impossible to accumulate virtue, it is definitely impossible... Wow!"

Du Zijun's incomparably cold glance made him jump up in fright, and quickly rushed to Wen Zheliu's side.

"Is it a sister...?" Wen Zheliu looked at him and said, "I heard Longji say a little bit."

Du Zijun crushed the cigarette butt between his fingers, not afraid of the high temperature, he said angrily: "Speak up."

"Wow! My wife, come out and see God!"

"What a dazzling light!"

"Look at the sky, look at the sky!!"

While a few people were talking, the street was crowded with people and rioted, the colorful lights of various props and special effects jumped up and down, and something flashed in front of them.They looked up, only to see an arc of vast white light rising from the horizon, like a halo of the moon scattered in the middle of the sky, in which there appeared a tall figure like the statue of the Holy Cultivator.

As if to cater to the theme of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the holy nun stood on a chariot with ethereal silk ribbons, with a round halo on her head, and rich and gorgeous osmanthus flowers on the chariot.A flying moon-yellow shawl was also added to the snow-white dress that has remained unchanged for thousands of years. The sharp red armor and intricate tattoos on the hands were covered with white gloves reaching the arms. The rabbit was chewing her veil stupidly, her three-petal mouth and hairy cheeks moved left and right, and the saliva sprayed a large piece on the cloud-like snow veil.

Everyone: "..."

The holy nun struggled to maintain her smile, her finger was stuck on the back of the big rabbit's neck, she seemed eager to strangle it to death, but being supported by "fate", she could only suppress it and said slowly: "There is a bright moon on the sea, The end of the world is at this time..."

Everyone: "...uh."

This feeling is really not ordinary.

"...in this ancient festival, we gather here at this time, here, to share the love and joy of reunion with our compatriots..."

She read every word with great difficulty, and at the same time, the players gathered in the transfer station also booed loudly and laughed mockingly, and kept throwing things at the image in the sky to drive her off the stage.

"It's not good," Wen Zheliu looked up at the moonlight and sunset sky, "she won't become angry..."

"It's hard to say," He Qin replied, "No one can predict what the Holy Nun will think now, but this is a transfer station where conflicts and disputes are prohibited, and she should not punish these players on the bright side."

A distorted sneer appeared on the lips of the holy nun, and she continued: "... Therefore, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, as long as you complete the tasks released in the current customs clearance world, you can get rich prizes, as well as a golden moon cake gift box, and more There is a chance to win Super A Grade props, Wan Jin Hao Cai!"

She raised her right hand high - this action must have been set by the system. The holy nun looked down at all the players on the ground, and suddenly shed golden osmanthus from her sleeve like a blizzard of thousands of miles.Fragrant and fragrant, bright and bright, amidst the endless sound of gold and jade colliding, Xie Yuanyuan pressed open the French window curiously, and reached out to grab it curiously: "Wow! This is...!"

"careful!"

"Back!" Du Zijun's complexion changed suddenly, and he snarled, throwing Xie Yuanyuan behind him. Scarborough Market let go of his hand and slammed it, and a burst of purple light roared out of his chest, throwing the trivial golden osmanthus flying towards him. Blast out a blank area with a radius of five meters!

Those osmanthus flowers that flew out continued to shoot out one after another, like a steel knife pointing tofu, and without a sound, they had suddenly submerged into the surrounding hard building walls, and the rest of them dripped bright golden light under the moonlight .

It is so sharp that it is comparable to a miniature magic weapon. If the human body gets a little bit on it, it will definitely cause death or injury.

Surrounded by screams of pain and angry insults, Xie Yuanyuan was still in shock, the nun glanced down from the corner of her eyes, and the smile on her lips was full of malice.

"Retarded?" Du Zijun said coldly, "If she gives it to you, you will take it?"

A piece of fish slipped through the net was planted on the terrace by their window, Wen Zheliu frowned and pinched it, but He Qin grabbed his hand.

"Don't move." He said softly, "The sharper the object, the more daring and cautious it is."

He stretched out two slender fingers, grasped the small branches and leaves of the sweet-scented osmanthus, and with a little force, he held it and took it over.

Under the indoor light and the moonlight in the sky, the golden fine flowers are shining brightly, and the branches and leaves are exquisite. If you look closely, they are actually carved from pure gold.

Regardless of the player's anger, the holy nun pinched the rabbit's neck and laughed loudly: "The Mid-Autumn Festival lasts for five days. During these five days, golden osmanthus is the currency of the Mid-Autumn Festival. The time limit is 10 minutes, go fight for it ! After all, if you don’t have money as a support, it’s absolutely impossible!”

【Mid-Autumn event is in progress: collect currency Jin Guizi (0/0)

The moon is under the beautiful jade, and Luhuaxin is found in front of the palace.In ancient times, literati and inkmen would pick a sweet-scented osmanthus flower when admiring the moon, so as to congratulate their friends on the gold list and the number one scholar in high school.If you use this as a festive gift, you will surely have auspicious good luck. 】

[Mid-Autumn Festival in progress: Luna Ambition (0/1)

Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and sky are blue every night.On this festival of reunion, the god of the full moon also has unspeakable sorrow, what will be his wish?

Reminder: The mission of Luna is extremely dangerous, if you don't pay attention, you may be in danger of death, please pay attention to all players! 】

[Number of golden osmanthus collected in Luna World: (1/666)]

A burst of triumphant laughter resounded through the sky, the holy nun stepped on the chariot, her high-heeled shoes made a dignified trampling sound, and the golden osmanthus flowers flying thousands of miles stirred like sea waves.

"Enjoy your holiday, humans!!"

The bright light like a full moon flew away, Wen Zheliu looked at the mission target, dumbfounded: "Damn!"

"What should I do..." Xie Yuanyuan asked, "Do you want to collect this golden osmanthus?"

Du Zijun looked gloomy: "Ah, that's for sure. Damn, the Mid-Autumn Festival doesn't even have a rest..."

The sound of the long knife being unsheathed was loud, and He Qin shook his head helplessly: "There is no way, I can only play around with you."

"You're the only one who treats this as nonsense!" Wen Zheliu jumped into the air following him, and the explosive talisman in his hand flew out, splashing countless golden osmanthus flowers in the erupting heat wave debris, "What's the matter with this thing?" Collect it!"

Xie Yuanyuan quickly climbed up the wall, as if walking on the ground, he curiously approached a flower branch deeply inserted into the alloy, and tentatively pulled it with his hands.

"Ah, it's broken!"

[Number of golden osmanthus collected in Luna World: (1.5/666)]

There was a ding-dong sound in the ears of the four people, and Wen Zheliu frowned slightly. He maintained a volleying posture and raised his hand to grab a handful in the air. The sweet-scented osmanthus is soft into a ball in the hand, and the branches and leaves are tangled together.

"So that's how it is," he suddenly realized. "Pure gold is inherently soft, but it's only thanks to the power of the holy nun that it has the ability to hurt people... Then don't worry about it!"

Xie Yuanyuan took out a knife and dug out the remaining half, He Qin said: "You still have to pay attention, if the deformed sweet-scented osmanthus is not included in the scope of trading currency, it will be very troublesome."

Wen Zheliu said, "Yes..."

So he lightly twisted the branches, leaves and petals in his palm back to their original shape, and carefully put them into the package.The four of them felt as if they were in the middle of nowhere, and Du Zijun instantly summoned a huge wave that swept across the entire street, and immediately gathered the target number of 666.

"Oh!" Xie Yuanyuan stroked his sleeves vigorously, "Luna World, let's go! No matter what kind of dangerous mission he has, in short, just make a big fuss!"

The corners of Du Zijun's mouth curled into an inconspicuous arc, and he said in a low voice, "Child."

Now that the player's force limit was unlocked in the transfer station, the four of them flew across the air without any scruples, and arrived at the gate of Luna World in a blink of an eye.

Jin Guizi poured into the portal like a gorgeous stream, and Xie Yuanyuan was a little worried: "Moon God... I wonder if they will arrange new NPCs."

"I don't know," He Qin replied, "The Fate module in Uncanny Valley is the top secret, and I don't have the authority to observe it. It's safest to take a step at a time."

"Then let's go!" Wen Zheliu smiled, took the initiative to grab He Qin's palm, and interlocked his fingers, "The wish of the moon god...at least it's a Mid-Autumn Festival event, so we shouldn't be sent to die, right?"

He Qin bent his peach blossom eyes, and at the moment he threw himself into the portal, he exchanged a soft kiss with Wen Zheliu.

[Dear player, welcome to Luna World, I wish you a pleasant journey. 】

[Start scanning... Identity verification has been completed, confirm star network ID: Wen Di, ID name: Wen Zheliu, activation sequence: 4697800.No abnormal value fluctuations were found in the scan, and the loading connection has been confirmed for you, please wait. 】

[Recording player information...]

[The world of Luna is connecting, the countdown is 10, 9, 8, 7...]

After counting the last second, Wen Zheliu was already standing with the rest of his teammates...

"OMG!"

"This, what is this..."

"Moon Palace...?"

... Already standing in the endless, clear brilliance of the snowy moon.

"Be careful." He Qin frowned and said softly.

What they are stepping on is not ordinary black soil, like piles of snow, like jade foam, and the fragrance of golden osmanthus is floating around by the light of the flowing clouds and the soil under their feet.They are not precious coins made of pure gold, but they are more radiant than pure gold, full of incredible vitality and beauty.Farther away, countless palaces were layered and hidden in the clouds and mist, all of them were like spirits condensed by ice crystals and snow jade.

Xie Yuanyuan was so frightened that he stuttered: "This, here..."

He tiptoed timidly, for fear that the dust on the soles of his shoes would spoil this spotless wonderland: "Here...it's so beautiful..."

"Who is coming!"

There was a sudden loud and clear cry, the moon palace was bright, thousands of li shimmering, the overlapping jade palaces and treasures, and the countless long steps of snow and moon, a tall figure walked out, dressed in plain clothes, with long sleeves , the goose-yellow silk sash swaying in the clouds, she turned out to be a beautiful girl.

The girl's face was as radiant as snow, and the red mole between her eyebrows was bright and moving. She looked down at the four people below, and couldn't help frowning her moth eyebrows, which were as pale as sweeping smoke, and said coldly: "Ordinary people? How dare you get the entrance to the ladder from where? Enter Guanghan without permission for 33 days!"

"NPC..." Xie Yuanyuan murmured blankly, "I, I haven't heard of it, there is such an NPC in Uncanny Valley..."

He Qin's pupils showed a spinning golden light, and he slowly grasped the saber by his side without saying a word.

"Wait a minute!" Seeing her aggressiveness, Wen Zheliu hurriedly stepped forward and looked at her earnestly, "Please listen to our explanation, we also have a mission, we didn't break in on purpose!"

Looking at his clear and soft eyes, the girl's eyes full of anger were startled for a moment, she scanned Wen Zheliu up and down suspiciously, and when she spoke again, her tone softened a lot: "If that's the case, step back quickly! Quickly kneel away from Guanghan for 33 days, and you will spare your life."

"Kneel away?" Du Zijun sneered, "The tone is not small, why don't you see if you have the ability?"

The girl's eyes were wide open, and suddenly she was furious: "It's just an ant!"

Before she finished speaking, the sword she held in her arms was already out of its sheath!It was like a morning star spreading all over the sky, with this sword as a command, countless moonlights suddenly fell in the boundless and bright osmanthus sea.

——The bright moon shines for thousands of miles, and the clear light moves the world. It is like moonlight, but it is not moonlight, but an endless sword edge like moonlight.

With such a graceful appearance and such suffocating killing intent, every one of them walking in the world would be a disaster that turns the mortal world upside down, but now they hold swords, but they form a murderous sea, a gorgeous and deadly galaxy.Qi Qi swung his sword horizontally, and Mount Tai would crawl into a pile of mud for it!

This is not the edge that humans can bear, nor the divine power that humans can bear. Du Zijun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt unparalleled pressure and fear for the first time. With this blow, he didn't even have time to call Long Ji!