Outlaw, I cannot regenerate [Transmigration Book]

The young man took two steps back and took off his hat to Qiu Yanxing: "Dear queen, please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Blaki, which means the god of poetry. Of course, I am far from becoming a god. I only manage It’s just a theater troupe.”

The corner of Qiu Yan's mouth twitched, and he stood up from behind the bar: "It's just a theater troupe, how many more do you want..."

"After the world tour is over, I plan to form another branch." Braki helped him slap the dust on his back, "It's just that I never expected that the Queen's real identity is God of War, unbelievable!"

"Then you still haven't run for your life?"

"I'm your admirer, why do you want to run away? By the way, can you sign me?" Blakey took out a pen and paper from his shirt pocket, because there was no ink to dip in the tavern, he pointed at the tip of the quill After a few breaths, he handed it to Qiu Yan.

"Worship me for killing more people or better tactics?" Qiu Yan felt that this person was probably sick, so he didn't take his pen and paper.

Blaki was not embarrassed: "You have saved many more people than you have killed. My family has received your great kindness when they took refuge."

When Qiu Yan filmed God of War protecting the weak demon clan, the actors who played with him in the scene were group actors, and he had no impression of what Braki said: "Your family? You are..."

"Swan demon, when we were migrating, we encountered a surprise attack from the demons. You repelled those villains!" Blaki recalled the past, and his excitement remained the same.

If Kista really had the grace to save his life, maybe he could ask him for help.Qiu Yan thought about it and signed his name on the note paper: "That, don't disturb the foundation."

The young man accepted the signature as if receiving an imperial edict, carefully put it back in his pocket, and corrected with a smile: "It's Braki."

Love whatever you like.Qiu Yan said: "I'm going out of the city now, can you lure the knights away for me?"

Braki made an OK gesture: "No problem, queen, but you have to keep a distance from me, the wolf knight's sense of smell is very sensitive."

"I have nothing to do with Weasel King, it's just a misunderstanding, don't call me 'Queen' from now on, do you hear me?" Qiu Yan thought that Huey was too stupid, to admit that his partner was wrong, and make trouble for no reason Out of these many days of oolong.But in this way, this fake mother hurt Hill's heart even more.

"But it's easy to be targeted by calling you Kista."

"That's right, then you can call me Qiuyan."

"From now on, I will be your most loyal follower!"

"Okay, let's act quickly."

Braki acted resolutely, rushed out of the tavern, looked around carefully, and secretly called Qiu Yan to follow after confirming that there was no danger.

Looking at his conscientious figure, Qiu Yan suddenly realized that he was lucky, and whenever he was in danger, his teammates from heaven would assist him.

"There's someone in front!" Blaki reminded angrily, "It's the knight I met in the tavern just now, don't let him see me again!"

Being bumped into by the same person twice, Blaki's previous pretending to be crazy will be exposed. Qiu Yan hurriedly waved at him, urging him to back away with mouth movements.Blaki was very obedient, and flew to Qiuyan's side.

The two leaned their backs against the wall, waiting for the knights outside to leave, but as time passed, the sound of the iron boots hitting the ground got closer and closer, and Qiu Yan's heart sank a little bit. He is not afraid to fight against people now, but the black Once Yan came out, he was immortal. He didn't want to kill like the demonized Kista, or he didn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

At this time, a tortoise crawled across the alley. Its shell was like a hill, and it was as big as a suitcase. Qiuyan looked at it, and it looked back at Qiuyan.

One person and one turtle looked at each other for a moment, Qiu Yan had a plan in mind, and wanted to use it to attract the attention of the knights to make a fool of themselves.Qiu Yan was about to explain his plan to Braki, but Braki opened his mouth first: "Xista, no, Qiu Yan, what should we do? Are you going to burn them with black flames?"

Qiu Yan heard the sound and was about to cover his mouth when the tortoise suddenly stood up and opened its belly shell facing the two of them.Qiu Yan didn't know what the tortoise was going to do, and then a burst of super strong air, like an invisible big hand, rolled him and Brakey into the shell together!

"Ahhh!"

With two plops, Qiuyan and Braki were thrown out by the airflow, and they fell on the dry haystack in a daze.

"What kind of place is this?!" Braki said, not noticing that thatch got into his mouth at all, and he hadn't recovered from the unexpected incident just now.

"Don't panic, come to me!"

Qiu Yan climbed out of the haystack to protect the panicked Braki. He has experienced too many strange things these days, and he is no longer used to them.Carefully observing the surroundings, they were in a wooden house, the air was filled with the musty smell of wood, and the sour smell of potion, and the wind chime at the door made a dull knocking sound.There is a ring of display cabinets by the wall, which are filled with all kinds of weapons; there is a long wooden table in the center of the room, and the table is scattered with design drawings, tools and raw materials, and there is a smelting furnace and anvil not far away.

"It looks like a weapons workshop. The one on the table is made of salamander skin, which is highly resistant to fire, more than enough to deal with ordinary fire spells."

"Know the goods. Salamanders only appear in the depths of active volcanoes. It is not easy to get this thing. There are bloodthirsty monsters everywhere. If the monster power is low, they will gnaw you to pieces." Blunt knife cuts the old tree bark His voice was hoarse, old, and piercing.

Qiu Yan looked head-on, and saw an old man in dark-patterned pajamas leaning on a cane, walking towards them three times a step at a time, his old face was covered with wrinkles, and his birthday eyebrows drooped down to his chin, almost blocking his entire eyes. Shigao's standard appearance: "The old gentleman brought us here not just to visit the collection."

The old man turned a deaf ear, opened the first floor of the showcase, hooked the knife with his crutch and threw it at the two of them.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Qiu Yan pushed Braki away with his palm, and avoided it by turning sideways, only to hear a clang, and the knife fell to the ground halfway.Qiu Yan glanced at the rusty blunt knife by the wall. The blade was crescent-shaped, the patterns on it were blurred, and the handle was wrapped in layers of rags. The station is not willing to ask for something.

"De Qi, are you crazy?!" Qiu Yan didn't even think about it, and called out the name of some supporting character in the script.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then pointed at Qiu Yan with trembling fingers: "Prove that you are Kista within three seconds, or I will kill you!"

People in the world are afraid to meet the evil god Kista, and the person in front of him actually hopes that he is Kista. Qiu Yan didn't know how to prove it for a while, but Braki snatched the words away: "Qiu Yan can use black flames, I I saw it with my own eyes!"

The old man lifted his long eyebrows, and stared at Qiu Yan with his cloudy old eyes: "Use it again!"

Qiu Yan wasn't sure if he could control Hei Yan: "No, it's too dangerous."

"Hurry up if you don't want to die! Cough cough!" The old man wanted to use his crutches to draw a knife again, but was stopped by a rush of coughing.

Qiu Yan didn't think that this old man with bad legs could do anything to him, he thought it was because he was afraid that he would have an accident because of being too excited, so he had to bite the bullet and push Hei Yan again.The most embarrassing thing was that he drew the formation in the air more than a dozen times, no matter how he held his breath and concentrated, he couldn't even light a cigarette, let alone the ultimate move.

Braki looked at Qiuyan and then at the old man, worried that he would throw out another weapon, and encouraged Qiuyan again and again: "Don't worry, take your time, you can do it!"

Qiu Yan stared at his hand, and began to suspect that the lore that shocked the audience was purely an illusion.

"Careful!" Blaki suddenly exclaimed and jumped under the workbench.

Qiu Yan raised his head suddenly, and saw a blue knife whirling and slashing towards his face. He hurriedly lowered his waist to dodge, the tip of the knife barely brushed the wings of his nose, and the smell of rust went straight into his nostrils!

"Braki, you hide first, leave me alone!"

Qiu Yan jumped sideways, picked up the rusty knife wrapped in rags, and then opened his posture to fight, when the blue knife suddenly crashed into his hand!

"How did you catch it, I didn't see the process clearly! It's amazing!" Braki got up to applaud Qiu Yan, forgetting that he was under the workbench, and bumped his head under the wooden board, causing him to hug him in pain. Rolling on the ground with his head on his head.

"It flew over by itself, I didn't do anything!" Qiu Yan wanted to throw away the knife, but after throwing it away, the knife would fly into his hand again as if it had grown legs.

Seeing Qiu Yan being flustered by a broken knife, the old man suddenly knelt down on his knees and burst into tears.

"Master, it's not Chinese New Year yet. Why are you kneeling down? I don't have lucky money for you!" Qiu Yan didn't know what conspiracy was behind his series of weird actions.

The old man ignored him, knelt on the spot and said to himself: "It's been 15 years, my late king, you finally heard Deqi's prayer!"

Braki snapped his fingers: "When Kista was alive, there was a master turtle demon who specially forged weapons for him."

Hearing his words, Qiu Yan remembered that there seemed to be such a supporting role in the script, who had been loyal to the royal family since Kista’s master was in power, and later became loyal to Kista. Sword Master Deqi!"

"Since your death, the Demon Slayer has never used it again. I didn't expect to see the sun again!" De Qi was still babbling.

Kista will bring his treasured pair of knives with him when he goes into battle, named "Devil Slaying Blades". Qiu Yan was really disappointed to see the real thing today. The legendary magic weapon that cut off the head of the demon king turned out to be broken into this appearance. The dishes are too blunt.

"Hey, when did you wake up?" De Qi changed the topic and focused on Qiu Yan again.

wake up?It means the day when she transmigrated into the script, Qiu Yan replied: "Ten days ago."

De Qi: "Does the traitor know you're back?"

Qiu Yan: "You mean Huey?"

De Qi became irritable again: "Who else is there besides that bastard! Tell me quickly if he knows you're back! I don't want to collect your body again!"

Although he was full of despondent words, his loyalty to the former king was undiminished. Qiu Yan suddenly felt that Kista was lucky. At least he had a little follower and a swordsmith who still cared about him: "I just came out of the palace."

De Qi: "You have a broken soul, and you are not a traitor's opponent."

Qiu Yan: "Incomplete soul?"

De Qi pointed to the quiet knife in the Demon Slaying Blade: "He hasn't recognized the master yet, it's because your strength has weakened."

"Look, Qiuyan, we've already left the alley!" Braki waved at Qiuyan by the window.

Qiu Yan was physically exhausted, so he walked slowly to him and looked out from the turtle shell. The people on the street were as tall as skyscrapers, and even the ants were as big as cars. In other words, they were sucked into the turtle shell and shrank A: "Where are those knights?"

Braki excitedly said, "Let's go, we're safe!"

"Um……"

De Qi's voice flashed behind him, Qiu Yan turned around and was startled by him: "Why are you so close!"

De Qi circled around Qiu Yan, looking him up and down with scrutinizing eyes: "He is short, his skin is white, his hair is short, and his physique is not as good as before." He pressed his fist against Qiu Yan Heart, "The chest is also smaller than before."

Blakey smiled and echoed: "It's really much smaller."

Qiu Yan didn't know what God of War looked like, but hearing what De Qi meant, he was inferior to him in every way, and being compared with "God" level people, Qiu Yan was somewhat uncomfortable: "You say It's all right, when I have money, I'll have plastic surgery just like him."

De Qi: "But one thing hasn't changed."

Qiu Yan: "What?"

De Qi: "Your eyes."

Qiu Yan: "The eyes?"

"Still as stupid as before." De Qi smiled the only time since seeing Qiu Yan.

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