When the subordinate nodded to him, Shi Wantang didn't believe it.

Shen Yan, a holy warrior in the world, the proud son of heaven, outstanding, with pride and eyes on the top of his head, would rather show off the courage of ordinary people than cowards, always improve, always be strong, the top strong Miao Miao who is not afraid of any challenges Class seed player.

Him, cowardly?

Shi Wantang pointed at himself, and said sincerely: "This is less reliable than others saying that I am a noob, do you understand?"

The ghost subordinate shook his head again, and replied in a more sincere tone than him: "But he did run away, I saw it with my own eyes."

"...so why didn't you tell me?"

The ghost subordinate thought for a while, then smiled honestly, "I forgot."

Shi Wantang: "..."

He rolled his eyes, leaned back on the throne angrily, stared at the lush jungle below and said, "It's weird...why would he run away? This is not like Shen Yan's behavior...Is there something unspeakable? "

After a pause, he suddenly had a delicate expression: "Could it be that he was finally assimilated by those psychopaths in Kunlun Palace?!"

Regardless of Shi Wantang's guesses, Shen Yan is really serious about running away. He shuttles between the branches and leaves of the jungle, dutifully playing the role of a hunted person, thinking while running: Why can't he draw his sword? ?

According to the original setting of this world, all the settings of moves that do not conform to the setting of gravity and gravity, are contrary to the rules, and are mysterious, all need to be compensated by manipulating spiritual power. The sword in his hand is the Kunlun Palace disciple Shen The main weapon of the boat is engraved with countless amplified or perfect spiritual power circles. When the sword is drawn, these mascot-like spiritual power circles will also be activated at the same time, that is to say, regardless of whether the sword No matter how heavy it is, if he wants to get it out of the sheath, he must have spiritual support.

But when he drew his sword just now, his body was like a pool of stagnant water, and there was no movement at all.He is not familiar with spiritual power, but according to normal circumstances, when spiritual power is surging, it is always different from usual, just like the state of exercise and the state of rest, even if it is not measured by precision instruments, it can be measured by breathing Frequency, body surface temperature, and sweat secretion can all make simple judgments.

That is to say, not only is he unable to draw out the sword, but the core problem is that he is completely unable to control the spiritual power originally stored in this body. Perhaps it is a problem with the method of mobilization, or it may be that he is not compatible with this body. Or he can't get used to it temporarily. All in all, he needs a certain amount of time to buffer this abnormal phenomenon. Before he really becomes the leader of the fairy sect "Shen Yan", he must try to avoid these insignificant confrontations and battles.

Otherwise, belching at the beginning of the game is really cool. Besides, there is an essential difference between being injured and being unable to exert strength.

Shen Yan silently shed tears of bitterness in her heart, paused on her toes, turned a corner and continued running.

The so-called Shenxu Secret Realm is located in a majestic and verdant valley, surrounded by overlapping peaks, and the mountains are endless. If Shen Yan and others want to reach their destination, they need to go through the surrounding mountains first. The very famous name is Tianpo Mountain Range, and the terrain inside is complicated. Once people enter it, they must be hard to find.Although Shen Yan's running was thoughtless, Shi Wantang really didn't have the energy to turn him out from the huge forest of birds. He carried his own noodle - the black gold throne, thought about it on the spot, and decided to Let's wait until they leave this area. Anyway, there are only a few roads leading to the secret realm. It is not difficult to deduce their foothold, and then they will hunt and intercept them.

Although he joked, Shi Wantang knew in his heart that there must be other reasons for Shen Yan's sudden avoidance of the battle, and it was very likely that he was ill. He had to give it a try. If Shen Yan really lost his combat power, then During this trip to the secret realm, he could almost slay the audience.

...I feel very excited just thinking about it!

"My lord, let's come," the ghost subordinate pointed to the throne that was pressed against his shoulders like a hill, and volunteered to pat his chest, "I will definitely take good care of it!"

Ghosts have their own way of cultivation, they can maintain the appearance in front of them to a certain extent, and they are no different from ordinary people at a glance. Many ghosts who are obsessed with the mortal world and do not want to reincarnate will choose this way. The group of younger brothers around Shi Bantang Nine out of ten have cultivated a human body, and they will not be unable to touch the real thing like ordinary ghosts.In theory, it is not impossible for them to do these things.

But Shi Bantang just gave him a cold look, "Get lost!"

He carefully caressed the leg of the throne chair. There was a slight dent on the outer side, which was knocked out by these two idiots last time. Yes, do you know how much it is worth? This is the face of your majesty and my own son, if I entrust it to you again, I will be a pig."

The ghost subordinate's brain is not very good, and often it takes a while to react to a sentence, and this time, he thought about it seriously for a while, and said: "My lord, when other people go out, they always open their mouths and stretch out their hands. Self-reliance, it seems that we are very shabby, and we have no face!"

Shi Wantang: "..."

Which biscuit are you?Why should I consider your face? !

Because of the unfamiliarity of the terrain, Shen Yan did not find the deserted village where the original owner and his party were supposed to settle until sunset on the western mountain.

He stood at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the traces of the village halfway up the mountain.

The walking route was negotiated before the departure, including the night's accommodation and the supply station on the road. The Kunlun Palace did a good job, and there was basically no difference along the way, and the original plan was to stay the next night. The deserted village is the one in front of you.

That is to say, in this deserted village, the disciples of Kunlun Palace stepped into the first fragment among thousands of fragments in the secret realm of Shenxu, and were trapped in a derived small secret realm for ten hours. There was no serious problem, but They successfully delayed their meeting with one of the protagonists for a long day, and it was also the time difference of this day that allowed Mr. Gong to perfectly win the trust of the innocent Mr. Shou, and blended into the big treasure hunting team in the secret realm.

Shen Yan didn't intend to disturb the predestined fate of the protagonists, but he also didn't intend to continue to fight wits and bravery with this small secret realm according to the original track, so he set the agreed place at the foot of the mountain, and planned to leave as soon as everyone arrived, making a Excellent pacifist successor.

When the sun set a few more minutes, the juniors arrived one after another.

Shen Yan sat expressionlessly in a place sheltered from the wind and made a fire. The juniors collected firewood, and when they came back, they saw that their dear senior brother Shen had already set up the pile of firewood.

Wang Shu was shocked, and threw down the dry firewood: "Senior brother! Put down that steamed bun and let me do it!"

Shen Yan turned to look at him quietly.

Wang Shu moved the branch away from his hand with pain and pity, as if he was afraid that the rough bark would scratch his delicate skin, "Brother, let us do this kind of rough work in the future, your hands are used Those who came to hold the sword, how can we be a little injured because of us ordinary people? Don't worry, I will definitely bake the steamed buns until they are delicious and sweet, so you just sit down and don't move, ha, good boy."

"..." Shen Yan hit the nail on the head: "Are you afraid that the things I baked won't come in your mouth?"

Wang Shu immediately denied: "Brother, how can you slander your dear brother like this?! Am I that kind of person?"

"Dear junior brother?" Shen Yan said, "Aren't you the cousin of the roommate next door to my favorite little junior brother...?"

Wang Shu: "...Brother, you have a really good memory."

Shen Yan: "Thank you."

The two looked at each other silently for a while, then Wang Shu suddenly said: "Brother, you have changed."

Shen Yangui is the first disciple and only son of the head teacher, and his status in the Kunlun Palace is quite high, but this flower of the high mountain is not sociable. He spends 360 days of 65 five days a year in retreat at Lingxu Peak to practice, and the remaining [-] days will come Greetings to the parents, the juniors are big-hearted, and they will laugh and play in front of him, but in the final analysis, the relationship between the two parties can only be summed up in two words-unfamiliarity.

Shen Yan said: "How to say?"

Wang Shu said: "I was joking with you before, and you only looked at me with the eyes of a mentally retarded person."

Shen Yan: "..."

Wang Shu clapped his palms together suddenly, his eyes full of surprise: "Brother, did you suddenly find that I am kind, intelligent, cute, smart, quick-witted and innocent, really the perfect candidate for a caring little padded jacket, and that's why you suddenly changed your mind about me?!"

Shen Yan had a cold face: "Ah, not really."

Wang Shu's lips moved, and he was about to say something, when there were shouts of varying heights from under a few trees in the distance: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother——"

The two of them followed the prestige, and there were a few juniors collecting firewood gathered together, looking up at something up the mountain, the expressions on their faces were quite subtle, it was hard to tell whether it was panic or gloating.

Shen Yan got up and went over to take a look.

"..."

Among the steep mountain walls, the beautiful black gold throne was stopped by several big trees, just stuck in the middle of the mountain, stained with some mud but still did not affect the beauty, one of the chair legs dignifiedly from the The gaps of the tree fork out, showing the same arrogant and domineering temperament as its owner.

I had only seen this thing a few hours ago, and everyone present recognized it.

"Senior brother," a junior brother whispered to him: "Master Bantang and the others, will something... happen? Senior brother, didn't you say that you have explored the deserted village before, and there are many dangers?"

A few quarters of an hour ago, when his juniors asked him why he didn't go to the village to settle down, but chose the foot of the mountain in the open air, Shen Yan said without raising his head: "Explored, it's dangerous."

Senior brother Shen's prestige has always been equal to the sky in their hearts, no one doubts what he said, and everyone even forgot what he said "injured" not long ago on the bank of the Black River.They each started looking for something to light a fire and cook.

Until I saw such a familiar behemoth.

Shen Yan didn't say anything, he squinted his eyes and fell into deep thought.

Shi Wantang's relentless pursuit was actually within his expectation. Whether this Mr. Villain was in the early or late stages, he was not considered a person with deep scheming. His purpose was straightforward from beginning to end. For example, this The second time blocking the road by the Heihe River was to test Shen Yan's strength, so he would have arrived ahead of time to intercept them, which was completely predictable. The only thing that was unexpected was that he would be so anxious that he chose the nearest deserted village as the first point of action.

... As the first stumbling block in the journey to the Mystic Ruins, the deserted village is not considered a dangerous situation, but this trap is quite concealed, and unprepared people are easily swallowed. Shen Yan managed to get his team After taking it away from the tiger's mouth, Shi Bantang who rushed over stepped on it.

He sighed nonchalantly, turned his head and waved his hands, "It's okay, they can handle it, hurry up, we're on our way tonight and leave here overnight."

The danger level of this small secret realm is three stars. With Shi Wantang's strength, it is only a matter of time before they break through, and they don't need to worry about their safety.

——Half an hour ago, Shen Yan still thought so.

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