[Sword III] Collection System

As a relatively popular nostalgic book, Dihuahua will still be able to crush some of the cuteness for a long time in the future. Not to mention Assassin, the players who died under the rustling pomegranate skirt can circle the Tang Dynasty seven times. Half.

In fact, Fang Qi was thinking about how to defeat Sharia along the way. After fighting and killing along the way, most of the team behind him had been killed or injured. Even if they barely survived Assassin's abuse, their physical strength was almost exhausted. , It is not something that can be solved by meditating and returning to blood blue.

Judging from his previous experience in fighting bosses, he may not have to confront Sharia face-to-face, but what in this world can shake Shalia who has turned into a living corpse?

Fang Qi: "..."

That's the only way to deal with senior rotten girls... But does it really work?

[Secret Chat] Hairy legs, do me a favor.

Fang Qi privately poked a certain demon show.

"?" Sister Mao Mao had just changed to Tiance, when the team leader stuffed a stack of gaudy yellow paper with something similar to a comic book drawn on it.

[Secret chat] You need to use it for rustling later, you can throw it in the boss's face according to the situation.

What?

Sister Mao Mao didn't know why, but he still obediently tied the stack of small yellow papers to the waistband of his trousers.

"Stand up in front of the BOSS and start fighting. Let me drag all your group attacks out of the skill bar, especially you." Fang Xi looked expressionlessly at Miss Pao who had changed back to a large size.

This girl is the legendary team killer, the traitor of the Red Clothes School, and every time she hits a group of people, it is probably because she is desperately laying traps under the boss's feet in the first stage.

Sister Pao smiled awkwardly, and then secretly disappeared.

This side is ready, but the atmosphere on the other side is not so good.

"I don't know when Evilman Valley became so nosy." Someone from the Haoqi League choked.

"The Dihua Palace was opened by your mouse's family, why can't we come." Evilman Valley countered without thinking.

Fortunately, the two sides were hindered by their respective bosses, so they just talked about it and didn't really fight.

"The road to Yuanjia is narrow." Fang Xi said four words indifferently without looking sideways.

"Commander Fang, stay safe~" Tang Wuli lifted up a corner of his hood, with a pair of mandarin duck eyes raised, and he smiled wickedly.

The current situation is special, Fang Xi doesn't plan to have more conversations with the people from Evilman's Valley, since they didn't intend to oppose the Haoqi League at the beginning, then they don't have to refuse the help of Evilren's Valley disciples.

Fang Qi walked over and just saw the scene where the dogs of the camp were at war but had to suppress the killing intent, and was immediately relieved. After all, if they couldn't help but fight here, Di Huahua didn't have to fight, and it was directly in the dungeon Start a camp to grab the head.

"Let's go." He said to the cheap in front.

"Do you want to replace a lifetime of pain with a moment of happiness?"

As soon as the monster started, the pale-skinned living corpse broke free from the chain and slowly walked towards them. Salia was a miserable woman, and the source of her pain came from the Red Clothes Sect where she belonged, but she didn't know the truth of the matter. Even if he is turned into a living corpse, he still has to devote himself to the Red Clothes Sect.

The more Fang Xi understands the stories of these NPCs, the more confused he will be. According to the plot, he has already killed Shalia once. Will he do the same thing this time?

It's not out of the pity of the characters in the plot, he just wants to break the so-called plot, find another way, and walk to another fork in the road of fate. No matter whether he succeeds or not, he wants to try.

Simply put, he just wants to be a demon.

Sharia is activated. The first stage skill is Vulture Burial Soul Nail. This skill names a person individually, and then releases three chains at an angle of 60° to fix the person within the range of the skill in front. At this time, if Sharia When attacked by a group, a circle of fire will appear under the feet, which is the source of all crimes for group destruction.

Fortunately, Sister Pao, the insider of the Red Clothes Sect, had dragged the group attack out of the skill bar beforehand, otherwise half of them would have died.

"Turn to the second stage, everyone, get ready for Nie Yun's double jump in the air." In fact, Fang Xi was also wondering if there was an unscientific left foot stepping on the right foot here, but in short, just understand the meaning and don't care about those details.

Everyone will concentrate on fighting the boss. After the run-in of the first few bosses, they are already very proficient in fighting, but even with such a godly teammate with such extraordinary reflexes, they are no match for a day's battle. They are starting to get tired after fighting here.

It's not good, and the wife will fight next, they can't just fall down like this, they can only kill Sharia quickly.

When Fang Xi was thinking this way, Salia had already entered the stage of the blood-smeared storm. This skill would attract all the people present to her side, and she would continue to lose blood within five feet. It was a skill that would surely kill her.

He only felt a lot of wind pouring in from the outside to the inside, sucking them to the position of Shalia in the middle. , the little yellow paper broke free and flew all over the sky, and smacked Shalia's face.

Under unexpected circumstances, the bloody storm came to an abrupt end, and Salia stared dumbfounded at the little yellow papers all over the sky.

"What is that? Why did she..." Fang Xi asked.

Fang Qiqing coughed: "It's nothing, let's fight quickly."

Fang Xi did not doubt that there was him, and continued to output.

Sharia was defeated in an inexplicable situation, and everyone was stunned for a moment. Before they could look at the gaudy little yellow papers under their feet, they were driven back to the entrance of the main hall by the head of the group.

Looking at Zhuo Wanqing on the right side of the main hall, the entire Transmigration Party was very silent.

Fang Qi: "...So, who is Madam going for a walk today?"

The little friends who hugged each other turned their eyes of "Go" to him.

A bunch of dishonest guys!

We all know that Madam needs to walk in the first stage, and she also needs to walk with the nanny. You are trying to force him to cut milk!

"It's a good idea, but if you don't cut it, if you ask yourself again, you will beat your wife yourself." Fang Xi said with a cold face.

Sister Pao: "DPS, don't go."

Cheap: "Zhanyan, don't go."

Fang Xi decisively ignored the two couples and looked at the only nanny...

"But everyone has already cut the T, and if I change the number, others will think I'm cheating." Sister Mao Mao bit her handkerchief and squirmed.

"..." Fang Xi covered his face.

So what's the use of you!It's better to have a piece of char siu!

"You want to go alone?" Fang Xi seemed to see what he meant, and quickly stopped him.

"Mrs. Murong's situation is special. The more people participating in the battle, the more dangerous it is. It's better for me to go alone." Fang Qi explained to him.

"..." After the previous battle, Fang Xi understood that the man in front of him knew many things, but it was still too risky.

Is the Taoist chief caring about him?

Fang Xi thought to himself.

Time is running out, and there is no room for him to think about it. In fact, according to the rules in the game, they should all kill themselves, and wait for the wife to be weak when they are weak, but it is obviously not feasible here, so they can only be let Waiting outside.

Fang Qi took a deep breath and walked slowly towards Zhuo Wanqing who was on the right side of the main hall. Madam, he has walked for no less than hundreds of times as the head of the regiment, and he was quite familiar with the road, but it was the first time he faced her here, and his eyes were red. The bright Mrs. Murong and the sky-spinning spirit body, I hope there will be no time when you need to spin the spirit body.

"Haha, what a courage, it's admirable to go to the meeting alone." Seeing him entering the temple alone, Assassin, who had been sitting on the temple in a spectator posture, suddenly let out a strange laugh of mixed yin and yang.

In the game, Assassin can only be regarded as a human flesh background board, but putting it here makes Fang Xi feel a little uneasy. His sense of presence is too strong, and people can't ignore him at all.

【Clatter clatter】

The chains that bound Zhuo Wanqing's body fell to the ground with a clatter. She first looked at her hands in confusion, and then looked fiercely at the only living creature in front of her eyes.

"Gu..." Mrs. Murong let out a chilling muffled sound from the depths of her throat.

The ghost-faced man smoothly rotated the Luofeng on his fingertips a few times, placed it on his chest, and was ready.

A purple butterfly suddenly flew past his eyes, wafting a faint phosphorescence and lightly landed on his shoulder. Fang Qi looked sideways, and saw the little poisonous radish playing its flute leisurely at the door.

At this time, the purple butterfly on the shoulder flapped its wings.

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Fang Qi: "?!"

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The next chapter will probably end this one...probably...never more than two chapters...