Reborn Yanqin

"Vice President, there is movement in Luke City."

It was late at night in reality at this time, and the time in the game happened to be also late at night, but after receiving a call from his subordinates, he went online as soon as possible.

"What's going on?" He asked in a deep voice, acting playfully.

The hunter who went to investigate said: "I don't know too well, but somehow there was a commotion, and there was still fire."

"Fire light?" His face darkened every time he acted, "Go and have a look!"

When they came to a place less than [-] meters away from Luke's city, the commotion and flames in the city were already obvious. They waved their hands to stop everyone's footsteps, and looked at Luke's city seriously.At night, the fire from the center of the city was very dazzling, flickering and casting the shadow of Luke City in front, like a monster with teeth and claws.

In the sound of the wind, there was faint shouting and cursing of orcs, and the sound of heavy weapons hitting the ground. Playing on the spot, he asked doubtfully, "Did they make this noise? It's too loud."

In the city, a thin and thin Fangzhan shuttled between the roofs with a shield on his back. After being increased by 50% of the movement speed by the alchemy potion, the orcs behind him could not catch up with him no matter how much they shouted.Holding a torch in his hand, Fang Zhan jumped up and down the city laughing arrogantly, "Come on! Come on! I'm going to burn all your cover on the ground!"

"If that guy is caught up, he must die a miserable death." Yan Jiu folded his arms and watched, sighing helplessly.

"I really regret that I gave him the quick potion just now." Sha Wuya smiled grimly, "This way we won't be able to witness our tank being chased by orcs and then dismembered."

After killing the target of their trip, the five discover a problem.What Jing Yan said at the beginning was to make as much noise as possible, the bigger the better, but now that the pursuers are outside the city, they can't enter the city at all, so they can't use the number of pursuers to cause turmoil.After sitting next to the wise man's corpse for a while, Hua Jian came up with a bad idea-set fire.

So he carried the beheaded head of the wise man all the way back to the city of Luke on the ground, and set fire to the sleeping city lord, and then set fire to the houses along the road with torches.

"Bang!" The huge meteor hammer hit a place less than one meter away from Huajian's body. Huajian smiled relaxedly and didn't take it seriously at all. He slipped and turned to the roof of another house superior.

The angry howl of the city lord sounded behind him, Hua Jian just glanced back at him, then continued to focus on the road, looking for the next foothold.

A straight building appeared in front of it. It was the only clock tower in the city. Hua Jian grinned and said in the team channel: "Ready to withdraw!"

"Where is the last fire going to be?"

"Go and open the city gate first, don't worry about me." Huajian said, and rushed into the bell tower in twos and threes. The angry city lord behind him also arrived ten seconds later, and the giant hammer hit the wall of the bell tower On the ground, a large piece of stone debris was brought up.

Just as he was about to pursue, there was the sound of panic from soldiers behind him, and the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground. When the city lord turned his head, he saw a head spinning around on the ground near the bell tower.It belonged to his former staff officer, Barrett.

"Hey, big fool! There's something coming up." Huajian yelled on the top of the tower, and threw the torch in his hand on the top of the bell tower.

The huge body was trampling in the stairwell, and it was not long before it reached the top of the bell tower. The city lord kicked the torch that had ignited some wood to the bottom, and a pair of eyes like copper bells scanned the small attic. But he didn't see the troublesome human being.

The orc soldiers shouted loudly from downstairs, "The lord! He's out of the city!"

The city lord was startled, and hurried to the narrow window, staring at the city wall blankly, only to see that the city gate had been opened at some point, and the anti-war he had been chasing was standing on the top of the city wall, waving at him. He waved his hand, and then jumped to the other side of the city wall.

"Ah!—" The city lord roared angrily, and slammed the sledgehammer on the window edge of the bell tower, but it was of no avail.

The side talk sword jumped down from the city wall, and stabbed into the city wall with the long sword casually, reducing the acceleration of the slide all the way for himself, and landed lightly on the ground, smiling at his companion who opened the city gate and rushed out.

"Next target!" Yan Jiu looked towards the east, where there was a large group of players, and if they wanted to go to the next city, they had to break through the siege.

"Let's go."

And Jing Yan was already in trouble. After he was sent to the edge of the forest, the ice and snow giant left. Unexpectedly, this forest was completely weird to the extreme.

"Why would Isolde choose such a ghostly place to live? Isn't that the most clean creature?" Jing Yan cursed and walked hard in the forest.

It is completely normal that there are no other creatures in this forest, because it is in a large swamp, Jing Yan doesn't know how the forest grows from the swamp, and he doesn't have the heart to think about it now, because he Beware of falling into the swamp every step you take.

"No wonder the Ice and Snow Giant talked about the process of dealing with Isolde. It was Isolde who went out to find him. No one can enter this ghostly place!" Jing Yan carefully leaned on a tree, and moved forward. After taking a step forward, that foot was swallowed by the swamp in an instant, so scared that he quickly hugged the tree trunk, and then pulled his foot out.

Perhaps only Isolde, who was born from the first ray of wind, can come and go freely here, which is also a good defense method.But with Isolde's strength, even the gods would not dare to provoke him easily. Why is he so guarded?

After nearly falling into the swamp several times, Jing Yan finally resigned to his fate and hugged the tree trunk to climb up. He was reluctant to climb the tree because the trunks here are not very thick. The end is absolutely miserable.

As soon as he climbed up the tree, a violent whirlwind came from the depths of the forest. Jing Yan gritted his teeth and held the trunk tightly with both hands, praying in his heart that the tree would be strong enough not to break in the whirlwind.

"That old ancestor must have been used to letting out some whirlwinds. These trees have long been used to it. It's okay, it's okay." Jing Yan comforted himself in this way, and found that where the whirlwind went, the trees were broken one by one. , and finally landed on the swamp, slowly being swallowed by the black swamp.

Jing Yan: "..." Calvo blesses him not to end up like those broken branches.

Not long after, the whirlwind came to him, and the tree shook violently, almost shaking Jing Yan off the tree. Fortunately, the tree was quite flexible, even though it had been blown to the point where it was nearly parallel to the ground, it did not broken.

Jing Yan, who was clutching tightly on the tree trunk, breathed a sigh of relief, before he was lucky enough to escape, the whirlwind that had already passed suddenly turned back and changed the direction of the wind.

"There is no need for people to live!——" The recovery force of the tree itself, which was blown to the limit, plus the wind force, the trunk bent to one side was blown to the opposite direction, and Jing Yan didn't catch him, and the centrifugal force directly pushed him away. It flew out!

Flying fast in the air is very uncomfortable. Jing Yan flew all the way over the rickety trees, and flew to the swamp under the forest with a parabola. Seeing that he was about to plunge into the black mud, Jing Yan couldn't help but He closed his eyes, waiting to be hung back to the resurrection point.

"By the way, is there a resurrection point here? You won't return to the mainland as soon as you resurrect, right?" Jing Yan was cursing Isolde in his heart, and found that he did not fall into the swamp, but was suspended in mid-air.

Jing Yan, who came back to his senses, looked at his feet, less than half a meter away from the swamp, there was a layer of flowing wind under his feet, running around his body non-stop.Those who can do this will not be second-guessed at all.

"Thank you." Jing Yan said, looking around.

"Huh? Little human, what are you doing here?" A hearty voice sounded in the depths of the forest, and then a tall figure appeared in Jing Yan's eyes.

He was dressed in a pure white robe, with complex runes drawn on it with gold threads. The visitor had short blue hair. If you looked closely, you would find that the tips of his hair were shining with tiny lights.Supported by a gust of wind, Jing Yan stood gently on the ground, staring blankly at the person coming.

This is undoubtedly Isolde, because according to legend, the swallowing wolf is a giant wolf with blue fur.

"I'm here... to find traces of Zelar."

Isolde had already come close, looked Jing Yan carefully, frowned and said: "You are not a fallen elf, what are you looking for Zelar?"

Jing Yan was at a loss for words. You can't say that the son of your friend for many years has died, and that race has been exterminated, right?

"I want to become a master like him, so I came here to find the will that Forcott gave Zelar back then."

Isolde was shocked, his face gradually turned gray, "Folcott..."

"Do you know anything?" Jing Yan asked eagerly, but Isolde, as if he hadn't heard of it, stretched out his hand and pressed Jing Yan's head.

"So that's how it is..." Isolde sighed, "Since you are following Zelar's trail, come with me."

Seeing Isolde walking lightly towards the depths of the forest, Jing Yan just wanted to say that he couldn't walk so fast, but found that the layer of wind on his body had not faded, and the soles of his feet were more than ten centimeters away from the swamp. Feeling relieved, he chased after Isolde with big strides.

"Master Isolde, do you know anything?"

"I have a miracle stone here." Isolde stopped suddenly, and stared back at Jing Yan with a burning gaze, "But I don't know if it has something to do with Focott."

Jing Yan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't think much about it. Generally, the miracle stone that can be found under such circumstances would have no other possibility. "It's okay, I want to see it."

"Little brat, have you really thought it through?" Isolde asked in a deep voice, "Do you want this miracle stone?"

"This—" Jing Yan was just about to say that he had already confirmed it, but the moment he was about to say it, he saw the emotion in Isolde's eyes, which was an emotion called "sorrow".What is he mourning?What's so sad about this normal task flow?Moreover, Jing Yan had a vague feeling that Isolde had been avoiding topics related to Folcott all this time, so what is there to avoid about a fallen god?

All these questions lingered in Jing Yan's mind, and finally he said: "Of course."

At that moment, Isolde could not bear to close his eyes, and turned around, "Then follow me...Since, this is your choice."