[Sword III] Collection System

Fang Xi's complexion was very bad, and he still couldn't be happy after eating a lot of food, which made the Alzu girl almost think that he was sick. Originally, he wanted to go back to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley and confess to his friends after finishing this vote, but now seeing The rivers and lakes are too deep, and it may not be a good thing for him to trust others too much.

Forget about others, why are these two...

Tossing and turning on the bed, depressed and unable to sleep, in the early morning, he put on his clothes and ran outside to watch the moon. The Dihua Palace is located among the mountains, and the moon looks extraordinarily big when standing high. It looks like a big yellow moon cake.

【Goo~~~】

Thinking of this, a suspicious growl came from my stomach.

Fang Qi: "..."

It seems that he didn't eat much for dinner because of his depression. It's normal to be hungry now, but this is not the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers where everyone will spoil him. Before the breakfast time, he can only look at the cakes instead of the moon.

It would be great if the world dropped roast chicken.

Fang Xi couldn't help thinking, and then...then a chicken leg really fell from the sky.

"?!"

"Little girl, seeing that you have a sad face at such a young age, do you want uncle to take you outside to play~"

I don't know where the sound came from. I looked around and couldn't find the source of the sound.

"Here, look above your head." The male voice reminded helplessly.

Fang Qi raised his head according to his words, and saw a person sitting in the dark beside the pointed eaves. The person could not see his face clearly, but he could vaguely see the image of a tall man.

When Fang Qi was still setting who he was, the man jumped down from the high eaves, touched his head, and rubbed it vigorously. It was very rude but also had a kind of saying no. Straightforward.

"Young lady, you just came to the Red Clothes School not long ago. Nuo, seeing how pitiful you are, I'll give you a chicken leg to eat. I'm not used to the food of the Red Clothes School. I have to run out by myself in the early morning." Get food for Jingyi..."

Jingyi, Ye Jingyi?

Fang Qi quickly raised his head and took a closer look at the man next to him. Well, the rough man with a mustache is not handsome, but he also has a unique masculinity. It is the old Wei. Wei Qiwu is right.

He had also heard of the name of Wanli Changfeng chivalrous thief Wei Qiwu in the illustrated book of rivers and lakes collected in the past, but it is said that he has been running around after talking about love with the sixth son of the Ye family, and now Ye Jingyi is popular Caught by Yijiao, he will naturally be here, and Murong Zhuifeng and his wife Zhuo Wanqing who have become living puppets are also in the same situation. They are both big and small bosses along Dihua's journey.

Originally, Fang Xi was in a bad mood, but seeing his mood getting worse, can't he be left alone?

Wei Qiwu is not a quiet person by nature, and he is also very old. He usually likes to play with the milk dolls in the village, but now he finally sees a girl who is pleasing to the eye in the Red Clothes School. Why? Said to make her happy too.

"Why don't you talk? Uncle's jokes are not good?" Wei Qiwu was puzzled, thinking that he had never failed to please others.

Fang Xi glanced at him, opened his mouth and pointed to his throat, indicating that he could not speak.

Old Wei groaned, scratched his head in embarrassment and didn't continue, but after a while he couldn't hold back his chattering nature, and started talking again, from the desert to Chang'an, from the age of nine Bedwetting When it comes to ten-year-old hair dung coating the walls, in order to make him happy, he tried his best to make him happy.

However, Fang Xi only felt that there were a thousand flies buzzing around him, each of which had the face of Old Wei, but he had to say that the secrets of the rivers and lakes he said were quite attractive.

"When I saw you, I remembered a few years ago in Chang'an Wude Camp Prison, when I accidentally..." Old Wei blinked, as if thinking of something funny: "The Black Crow Tao Hanting was a chivalrous man at that time, but In the past, he seemed too old-fashioned and didn't know how to adapt. With this kind of scholarly spirit, he was really lucky to live until then. Fortunately, he got rid of his scholarly spirit after the murder of his wife and children. Now this kind of temperament is quite in line with Wei. A certain appetite, just for this, I have given him the remnants of "Dead Butterfly Sword Manual" stolen from the tomb of Jing Wei, the "Blue Demon Hand" 200 years ago. Wicked man, he really lived up to Wei's expectations, hahahaha!"

Tao Hanting...

Recalling the words of the storyteller in Luoyang Fengyu Town, Fang Xi became more and more curious. Maybe he could find new progress in the hidden mission from Wei Qiwu.

"You asked the names of his wife and children? Well, there's nothing wrong with that." After hearing his request, Wei Qiwu slapped his thigh and said cheerfully: "Both he and his wife Fang Zixia are from Chang'an, and they fell in love with each other." The couple has not had a son for many years, but they have an adopted son who they regard as their own. Brother Tao and his wife love his adopted son very much, and even travel around with..."

[Say the point! 】

Seeing that he was about to chatter again, Fang Xi interrupted him hastily.

"Okay, okay, let me tell you that his young son's name is Fang..."

Old Wei's words stopped abruptly, and he went up to the sky like a monkey jumping into the sky. When he turned around to look, there was a red-dressed Alzu girl standing behind her, holding a candlestick, standing by the door with bright eyes, as if Came out to find him.

Fang Qi felt that there was a bug in this mission, otherwise, why would key people go wrong at a critical moment? He really wanted to drop this broken sword now.

Under the moonlight, the child's eyes were shining, as if there were countless stars in his eyes, he took off his coat without hesitation, put it on her body, and fell down a few times because he was not tall enough, such a clumsy , so that the girl couldn't help laughing out loud.

"...You really look like him." The girl caressed his face and murmured softly.

Maybe the saint in red is thinking about someone, Fang Xi suddenly thought.

The moon was setting in the west, and the sun was rising in the east. When the first shattering sun of Dihua Palace shone on them, Fang Qi suddenly realized that they had stood at the door for so long.

"Ah, it's dawn, let's go back soon..." At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a mother and child claw flew from nowhere, hooked the child's waist and dragged him to the sky.

"Who, be bold!" The girl turned pale with shock, and the golden whip on her waist was thrown onto the child's right hand one step faster than her consciousness.

After pulling and pulling like this, Fang Qi felt very uncomfortable being suspended in the air. He felt that he was a kite string.

In the end, it was the saintess who was superior, and after a tug of war, she actually let her hold Fang Xi's hand again.

[Secret chat] A guest from outside the sky: Damn Seventh Lord, let go, I'm almost out of strength!

Do you think he doesn't want to!

Fang Xi looked at the girl from Alzu who was full of eyes to persuade her to stay, and he hesitated for a while, but in an instant, this slight hesitation was completely covered up by the reason that the overall situation was the most important thing. However, they are still enemies after all.

The hand was ruthlessly freed, and the girl's pupils tightened as she watched the child go away at a very fast speed.

This familiar look, the man outside Tiandu Town also ruthlessly broke away from her...

He scratched forward in vain, but naturally he didn't catch anything.

"Holy Maiden Arzu, something is wrong, some pagans have dug a tunnel and reached the palace!" A large group of red-clothed believers hurried over and knelt down under the steps.

"A bunch of trash!" The girl's lonely eyes suddenly turned sharp, and what Sister Nayun said was right, and the group of martial artists really acted.Now the top priority should be reported to the leader, even she can't act rashly without the instruction of the leader.

On the other side, Fang Xi, who was taken away by Sister Pao anxiously, looked dazed. The rescue came without warning. He thought they would not open the secret passage until this evening.

"It's too late to explain, get in the car, our regiment can't lack a command!"

Sister Pao flew over the Dihua Palace, and from the perspective of pitching, there were indeed many moving black spots scurrying like ants in the sacrificial courtyard of Dihua Palace, with no team discipline at all.

This is... the teammate who opened up wasteland Dihuahua with him today?

"That's right, but I estimated that there are definitely more than 25 people. Apart from the sects like Wanhuazangjian Tiance, Haoqi League Evilren Valley and sects big and small in the Jianghu all want to come to the Red Clothes Sect to share a piece of the pie." Pao Sister His tone became rare and serious: "It is because of this confusion that I can easily sneak into your side."

Really... the reality is far more complicated than the game.

Although he had already prepared himself for a game that was very different from the game settings, Fang Xi couldn't help but swear when he saw such a chaotic and terrible team configuration.

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