Those days of fighting for the male lead with the winners in life [Quick Transmigration]

Now there is no guard in the prison, and the client is behind this wall. You can see him as long as you smash the wall, comfort him, and let him know that Yuanyang Canghua is not the kind of three-no game that just throws the client out and ignores it. Then ask him to... try not to complain.

Only two customers have been rescued, and both customers have to give the game a bad review. The extremely responsible customer service Shao Zongyan is also heartbroken.

However, his map could not show the structure of the prison and the arrangement of guards, and he could not simply break through the wall and carry people out.This small thousand world is so rich in aura, there may be immortals and strangers in the local area.What if you ran into such a person when you forced your way in, and the client was injured in his hands without any accident in the prison, how ridiculous it would be!

It's better to be more secretive, first pass a message to the client over there, so that he also has hope in prison.

Thinking of delivering the message, Shao Zongyan remembered that Yan Hanjiang had the ability to transmit sound with his spiritual sense, so he retreated to the side of the water tank and asked in a low voice, "Brother Yan, can you use the sound transmission with your spiritual sense to pass the news of our rescue to the client?"

Grass carp swayed in the tank, and told him through voice transmission: "No, the language is not understandable. You don't feel that you are wearing a boundary token. In fact, the language between us and the customers and the locals here is different. We contact When writing languages ​​in different worlds, the client terminal and Tongjie Ling will first translate, and then input the translated phantom into the audiovisual nerve, but the sound transmission of the spiritual sense directly reaches the soul and cannot be translated."

He was able to transmit voice to Shao Zongyan because the languages ​​of the two Xiaoqian worlds were similar, but this time the client spoke a completely different language, which he would not be able to learn for a while.

Since there is no way to communicate, we can only do it first!

Daoist Shao squatted down against the corner of the wall inside, found an inconspicuous place that was easily blocked by straw, raised his knife and stabbed towards the brick wall.The masonry used in this dungeon is actually very strong, and the chopping knife feels as if it is pressed against the metal, and only a shallow mark is left when it is swiped hard.Shao Zongyan was afraid that the bricks would make a sound, and people would find someone in the cell, so he groped to find the gap between the bricks and stones, and picked a few times with the tip of the knife, and the plaster fell down.

It seems that the material used to glue these bricks is not so strong, and it can be pried off slowly.

The chopping knife swiped back and forth along the cracks in the wall, and the plaster that was filed quickly accumulated into sharp mounds.He carefully found an old newspaper and spread it underneath to catch the ashes, and he simply knelt on the paper, holding the knife and slowly pushing it towards the other side.

Pushing forward to a certain moment, he suddenly felt a lightness in his hand, and there was nothing blocking the tip of his knife in front of him, and the snow-white chopping knife had already passed through the brick wall.Judging from the remaining part of the blade, the brick is almost as wide as the upper part of the scimitar. The outer wall is probably wider than this, and it will take a lot of effort to escape.

He pushed the scimitar to the end, and swiped the handle of the knife several times like a saw to ensure that the entire gap was opened before he retracted the knife and came back to deal with the other side.However, when he drew the knife, he felt that the blade was being held by someone, and at the same time, there was a very light, dull knocking sound coming from the other side of the wall.

"Dong dong, dong dong dong."

I don't know which country's code it is, but both Shao Zongyan and Yan Hanjiang couldn't solve it, so Shao Zongyan had to knock a few times, leaning on the wall and listening to the movement there, and tried to draw the knife again.The customer's strength quickly relaxed, and he stopped after tapping a few times on the opposite side, and a hoarse and weak sigh came from behind the brick wall.

The customer's voice is not right, as if hurting the heart and lungs.

Shao Zongyan was a little anxious, and when the tip of the knife was carved into the cracks in the bricks, he was filled with true energy.When the spiritual power in the body was wandering, the thick and viscous spiritual energy in the prison cell penetrated into the body with his breath, continuously transformed his meridians, body skin, and penetrated into the chopping knife along the palm of his hand.

Unknowingly, the blade was covered with a layer of warm radiance, and the traces of peach blossoms entwined on it also looked more gorgeous and weird.

Grass Carp Essence watched these changes quietly in the water tank, and formed a divine sense to attach the chopping knife.As soon as this thread of consciousness stuck to the red thread, he felt a knife slashing at his face, cutting him in two.The consciousness released by that thread disappeared completely, and his heart trembled slightly, almost being affected by that thread of luck, and fell into a catastrophe of love.

He really didn't pay much attention to this knife before.No wonder Shao Zongyan looked like a child of heaven, but his body energy was so ordinary, it turned out that many of them were condensed into this knife.

Such a powerful knife of luck is comparable to the magic weapon of the fairy family.If someone doesn't have eyes and dares to slash at him, I'm afraid not only the weapon will be broken, but even his own fate and luck will be split by him, right?

While Cao Carp was worrying about his future, Shao Zongyan had already penetrated the gaps around the bricks, and the fallen plaster was covered with newspapers and evenly sprinkled into the corners of the cell.Then he put the scimitar under the brick, swayed the knife back and forth, and slowly pulled the stone brick towards it until its protruding part could be grasped with his fingers.

The part that uses skills is slow, and the part that needs strength is his job!

Shao Daochang pinched the edge of the brick with his fingertips and pulled it hard, and a stone brick weighing more than ten kilograms was pulled out firmly for him.He supported the brick bottom and put it down gently, put the lower half of his face into the gap left, and whispered softly: "I am the customer service of Yuanyang Canghua online game, a distinguished customer, I am here to save you. "

There was a suppressed choking sound from the other side of the wall. The client didn't answer, but groped and reached out a hand from the other side of the brick wall.

That hand was so white that it shone brightly, and the aura adhering to the skin seemed a bit glaring in the dark prison. There was still a silver chain on the wrist, and it made a thin and clear sound when it hit the wall.Shao Zongyan moved his face away so that his hand could be stretched to the other side of the wall, and then he grasped that hand, put the chopping knife on the chain, poured his whole body into the blade, and slowly cut down like a saw.

I don't know what kind of material the chain is made of. It looks thin like an ornament. When the knife cuts down, there is a force rebounding, which makes the chopping knife tremble continuously, and the hand held by him also trembles. His palms were dripping with cold sweat.

Shao Zongyan felt that his hand was getting colder and colder, and he was hesitating whether to stop it, when Yan Hanjiang's voice suddenly sounded in his head: "Go on, there is something like a magic circle on his chain, but the mana is not as good as it is." Your luck is profound."

Then the customer can only bear it.

As long as it was what Brother Yan said, he would believe it. He tightened his grip on the client's hand, determined to continue cutting.

The hand was trembling in his palm, and there were small whines from the other side of the wall from time to time, but the client still held on with great perseverance.It wasn't until the chopping knife completely cut the chain that the customer's hand slipped from his palm, and the severed chain fell into the straw on the ground with a muffled sound.

Shao Daochang wiped his palms with a handkerchief, thought for a while, and then took out a big pear from his bag and stuffed it into his palm.

Pears can clear away heat and fire, moisten the lungs and relieve coughs. Although they haven't been washed yet... But it's all in this environment, so don't worry about it.

That hand could barely hold the pear, so Shao Zongyan simply covered him with a handkerchief and the pear and pushed it over, and passed bread and mineral water along the gap.After a while, the customer moved his face to the position where the brick was dug out, and whispered to the gap: "Thank you."

Daoist Shao replied indifferently: "It's nothing, this is what I should do. You go to the opposite side to rest first, and I will pry a hole out of this wall while no one is around."

The customer obediently picked up water and food, filled them with clothes and walked away.Shao Zongyan raised the chopping knife, and along the opening of the hole just opened, he horizontally filed the brick joints, and also got rid of the bricks next to him.Once there is a gap in the first block, it is easy to cut the knife. There is room for the knife body to move, and the remaining bricks only need to remove the plaster on three or even two sides. The work is faster and smoother, unconsciously A hole big enough for him to crawl through was dug.

... also like a dog hole.

The customer is still on the chain, so can the customer service care about drilling holes?Daoist Shao held the last stone brick and gently stacked it on the pile of bricks by the wall, then took out the small fish tank and fished out Yan Hanjiang, and crawled to the opposite cell with the tank in hand, seeing the person he served this time.

The client was dressed in white and had silver hair all over his head. He was sitting in a dark room with a faint aura radiating from his body. At first glance, he looked like he had hit a ghost.Fortunately, Daoist Shao was prepared and was not frightened by him. He walked over and squatted down to look at the customer's face, showing a charming service smile: "Dear customer, I am Shao Zongyan, the customer service customer of Yuanyang Canghua large-scale online game." , please don’t be afraid, I’m here for you.”

The client raised his head, revealing a handsome and melancholy face, with pointed ears protruding from his long hair, no matter how he looked, he looked nothing like a human being.

But that face is extremely clear and beautiful, as finely carved as fine jade, the facial features are three-dimensional but not obtrusive, and every curve is beautifully just right.The eyeballs are transparent green like jasper, and a lot of melancholy has accumulated in the fundus of the eyes, but it does not wear away the fresh light, but balances the too fresh lip color, making this face full of life and that slender figure even stronger. match.

"I've never seen such a good-looking man..." Daoist Shao was dazed for a moment, but he didn't notice what he was saying.Grass carp swayed around in the tank, carefully compared the appearance of the two with the same eye, and said seriously: "It's not as good as you."

Immortal Yan is so upright who does not shy away from relatives even if he is beautiful!

The customer on the opposite side also explained in a low voice: "I am the elf Qingjin from Hope Small World, not a human being, and almost all of our races look like this."

Only then did Shao Zongyan realize his gaffe, his face flushed slightly, he coughed lightly, and said in a low voice, "I'll go and block the window first."

He came out with all of Yan Hanjiang's belongings, and it couldn't be more convenient to find things.In order to avoid making noise when fetching things, he only dug out a mop and a flannel sofa cushion from the survival kit, and hung the mop on top of the blanket at the door.The hole he dug himself in the wall was also done in the same way. Both sides were blocked, and this cell became a completely enclosed space, and there was no fear that the light would leak out.

When he was done, he went back to the client and turned on the emergency lights, illuminating the dark, dank, scary cell.

As the real light came on, the true face of the cell was revealed.However, it was not exactly the same as the filthy and horrible one he had imagined, an unknown vine was crawling in the corner where the client was; the grass on the ground also grew dots of emerald greens, lying obediently at his feet, spreading out a A layer of shaggy carpet; and the rats and flying insects running around in the room all stayed together obediently, motionless, as if born with wisdom.

Is this the magic of the "elf"?

Shao Zongyan's eyes lit up with envy, but he was also a little puzzled. He took out a notebook and a ballpoint pen from his bag, and wrote on the paper: "How can such a powerful senior be locked up?"

Writing with pen and paper has no sound, so there is no need for prisoners to hear their escape plan, blackmail them or sell them for their own benefit.

The chic and powerful handwriting on the paper naturally turned into elven script in Qing Jin's eyes. He turned his head to look at it, then asked Shao Zongyan for a pen, and replied in elven script: "I'm just an ordinary elf who knows a little bit of natural magic. When you broke the chain just now, the magic on the chain eroded my body, causing the magic to flow out with blood and sweat, nourishing these little guys."

The sprawling vine-like elven script caught Shao Zongyan's eyes, but only the special brushwork remained, but the characters were Chinese characters he was familiar with.Shao Zongyan nodded, took out the map, unfolded it and pushed it in front of him, and asked the main point: "Senior, do you know where this cell is, what floor it is on, and the staff on it? Where can I take senior out safely?"

The elf is a priest at any rate, and he has a good understanding of the situation here. He pointed to the map and wrote a few times: "This prison is called Blackstone Prison. Not too strong."

He raised his head, looked directly at Shao Zongyan with his green eyes, his pupils narrowed slightly, and his handwriting became a little scribbled: "Because the prisoners here are not held by people, but by the desert of death outside. The temperature during the day can reach more than seventy degrees. It will never rain, and only ferocious beasts and weird plants that feed on humans grow. Except for the blue bird with ribbons, which is a specialty of Wangcheng, any navigation method will fail in this desert, and no one can get out of this desert by themselves. Even if you escape from Blackrock Prison, you will die in the desert because of hunger and thirst."

No, the celestial arts of the Thousand Mirage Pavilion are the best at seeing through illusions, so they won't get lost.

Moreover, the food and water that senior elves were worried about were the least of the problems here: he bought a lot of food in the supermarket before, and there were several big fish in the fish tank, and he didn't know if he could survive in the survival kit. , just in time for people to eat more of them.Don't worry about the water, the water from his medicine stove has been poured into the pure water bucket, besides...

Shao Daochang's eyes fluttered and turned to the carpet hanging in the corner of the cell—the ecological fish tank is still full of three tanks of water, so thirsty, can't you all drink it?

Shao Zongyan's handwriting was flowing like clouds and flowing water, and he tried his best to comfort the troubled elf clan power, and promised very sincerely: "I will not let you have trouble."