Reborn Yanqin

When Jing Yan went online again, the rankings for the preliminary round had already appeared. To his surprise, the number 4444 was the number one on the rankings.In fact, when it comes to the speed of pushing the tower, whether it is the scholar or the worry-free team, it will be much faster than the perverts. After thinking about it, he can only attribute it to "there are too many psychopaths in this competition, and they can win without fighting." up".

As for the strange number 4444, what kind of legendary story will be written by the bitch who first met, Jing Yan is already powerless to control.

Speaking of the first meeting, Jing Yan recalled the rumors about him and Candeng Scholar that the other party said when they first met. Now it seems that the beginning of the first meeting was really right.Jing Yan shook his head and laughed a few times, and patted the elk beside him leisurely. Before Candeng Scholar arrived, he didn't intend to continue to go deep into the death crack.

Jing Yan stuck to the stone wall, looked down cautiously, it was still dark and deep, unable to see its true face, "What do you think is going down here?"

the truth?Or a more difficult puzzle?

Jingyan had no way of answering, and the elk had no way of knowing. It just rubbed against Jingyan affectionately and blew a few times.

"I hope that as the Elf King said, we are not fighting alone. They will support us." Jing Yan laughed helplessly. He even had a day when he completely counted on the NPC in the game.In the past, in his eyes, NPCs were either monsters who gave experience, or task issuers who would give a lot of benefits, but in this game experience, he met the swallowing wolf and the sage, and he felt that those people were different from ordinary NPCs are different, they are more human.If this is true, Jing Yan is also willing to become close friends with them.

"I'm here, am I going down to find you?" Candeng Scholar's private chat brought back Jing Yan's thoughts.

"No, you are not familiar with the terrain here, I will go up to pick you up." Jing Yan immediately got up and jumped on the elk's back, "Hey, let's go up to pick up someone."

The holy light elk stepped on its hoof lightly, and jumped out like an arrow off the string. The tops of the beautiful antlers on its head glowed with luminescence, drawing a graceful arc in the darkness.

When the elk jumped out of the death crack, Candeng Scholar stood on the edge. This was not the first time he saw the Holy Light elk, but every time he saw it, like everyone else, he was astonished at its beauty.As if feeling the appreciation in Candeng scholar's eyes, the elk proudly stepped forward and nodded slightly in front of him.

"Come on." Jing Yan stretched out his hand towards the knight on the ground. Now that many players have exchanged their mounts with meritorious service, Candeng Scholar still does not have a mount, but Jing Yan knows that the opponent's mount will be a skeleton horse .

Candeng Scholar jumped up without much effort, and the elk didn't really care that it carried an extra person. In fact, as long as the person who tried to climb up was not Huajian, the little girl was very happy to take care of her master's friend.

"Every time Huajian gets close to it, he will be kicked. Sometimes I wonder how much Huajian owes the mastermind." In the process of going down, Jing Yan took the initiative to say in order to ease his nervousness.

The Candeng scholar said with a smile: "Every bet is bound to be lost. I am disgusted by such a kind creature. This should not be caused by owed money...and you—" At this point, he squeezed a Jingyan mask With a downcast face, "How much do you owe the mastermind?"

"Are you addicted to pinching my face?" Jing Yan slapped his hand away, and said with some guilt: "Although the number 4444 is not very good, sometimes bad things will come true..."

"Not sometimes, but every time."

"Okay, although every time I say something bad, it will come true..." Jing Yan muttered softly, "But I'm good at luck, and I can snatch equipment back when I team up with outsiders. What about that prodigal son of Jian? Can you compare with me?"

Candeng Scholar couldn't help laughing, "But if your crow's mouth doesn't come true many times, you don't need to form a team with outsiders."

"That's right..." Jing Yan had nothing to say, and could only mutter to himself. Just at this moment, the elk entered the middle layer, and a strong sense of dizziness hit Jing Yan's brain. He frowned and covered his mouth. head off.

"Jingyan!" Candeng Scholar supported him, and the cold armor touched his forehead, making him more sober.

Jing Yan panted, and slowly calmed down his breathing. During this process, the elk did not stop. This was Jing Yan's order, and he could not stop no matter what.

"Are you ok?"

"Hmm." Jing Yan nodded, and suddenly Candeng Scholar stretched out his hands and took him into his arms. He could feel the opponent's armor pressing against his back, and his head rested on the Candeng. The lamp is on the scholar's neck.

Regardless of whether this strange feeling of relaxation was caused by Jing Yan's own psychology, it did reduce his stress.

"Do you want to sleep for a while?"

"No." Jing Yan shook his head, he was afraid that the force would take the opportunity to occupy his body, if he was awake, he might be able to resist for a while.

With the deepening of the holy light elk, beads of sweat gradually ooze from Jing Yan's forehead. Thankfully, this time, he didn't have a splitting headache like last time, but occasionally his eyes would darken, as if someone put a black card in the It flashed past his eyes.Maybe the last time the resistance came from the evil god, but this time the evil god couldn't intervene again, until they were about to touch the edge of the bottom, Jing Yan didn't have a headache again, but it made Candeng Scholar worry in vain.

The holy light elk stopped at the edge of a cave and let out a soft cry. Jingyan looked around and saw that there was no cave for them to descend. It seemed that they had reached the junction of the middle and bottom layers.

"Is it the end?" Candeng Scholar also looked around.

Looking at the darkness below, Jing Yan suddenly didn't know where the courage came from, and jumped straight off the elk's back!

"Jing——" Candeng Scholar didn't even have time to use the aid, Jing Yan had already disappeared into the darkness, and he couldn't aim at the target.

There is the whistling wind in my ears, Jing Yan is in a strange state, he has fallen like this before...

"No, that's not me!" Jing Yan shook his head, trying to get rid of that strange cognition, and then he could feel that he had reached the bottom, and his feet landed lightly on a soft object.

Before he touched the ground, he clearly felt that a spell similar to Feather Fall was blessed on him. In other words, the Candeng Scholar could also come down directly.Thinking of this, Jing Yan quickly said in the channel: "I'm done, there's no danger, just let the elk jump off."

"What were you thinking just now?" Candeng Scholar didn't come down immediately, but asked angrily.

Jing Yan opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "In the dream... that's how it came down."

Candeng Scholar loses his temper. After all, it is not Jing Yan who wants to be affected by the content of the dream. In the end, he can only say: "That is a demigod-level powerhouse, can you compare?" Then Jing Yan saw the darkness With a flash of light, the holy light elk has come to his side.

"where is this place?"

Jing Yan shook his head, "It looks like the bottom layer of the death crack, but we can't find a way to get in, the things below are sealed by an enchantment."

"Didn't you divert water to pour it in before? Why haven't we seen a lot of stagnant water all the way up to now? So much water shouldn't evaporate in a few months?"

"I don't know..." Jing Yan murmured, a scene flashed before his eyes.

The shiny black armor, the three-headed dog pattern on the chest, the barbs on the arms and legs, and... the calla lilies that radiate holy light.As if bewitched by something, Jing Yan raised his feet and walked in one direction, no matter how the Candeng scholar yelled behind him, he didn't respond.

By the way, it's here, there are dark and damp stone walls, and there are overgrown Barton grass, and if you go there, a few little monsters will appear...

Jing Yan stopped in his tracks and looked at the white bones kicked under his feet. Those bones obviously did not belong to humans, but belonged to the monsters that originally entrenched here. It was caused by a sharp weapon.

"Jing Yan! You—" Candeng Scholar chased all the way from behind, and when he was about to put on Jing Yan's shoulder, he was thrown away by him. He turned his head and looked at Candeng Scholar coldly. It is a kind of eyes that never belonged to Jing Yan in Candeng scholar's eyes. In his impression, Jing Yan's eyes are always harmless. Even if he is serious, they are burning with self-confidence and fighting spirit, rather than being cold like this. .

Candeng Scholar froze in place, but Jing Yan came back to his senses first, and said as if waking up from a dream: "Did I do something just now?"

"You kept walking this way just now." Candeng Scholar still chose to describe the facts directly, and did not mention the abnormality in his eyes just now.

"I saw this place in my dream, and Kalamuti found it here—" Jing Yan's words stopped abruptly, because he saw the small calla lily mark hidden between the stone walls.

"This is...the sign of the God of Life." Candeng Scholar stepped forward, reached out and touched the small sign, his tone full of disbelief.

Jing Yan pulled him over and looked around vigilantly, but to his disappointment, the armor did not pop out like in the dream, but the light of the calla lily dimmed a little.The two looked at each other in surprise, and Jing Yan also stepped forward, reaching out and caressing the sign.

Suddenly, the ground under their feet trembled, and both of them staggered. Fortunately, the Holy Light Elk was nearby, so they avoided the tragedy of falling on all fours.Then, under Jing Yan's straight eyes, a crack opened in the ground under his feet, and a man stepped out of it.

It was a very handsome man, but his skin was dark, and there were strange lines on his face. He wore a pair of long swords around his waist. The moment Jing Yan saw him, he couldn't help being dizzy for a few seconds. Because of this man's obvious traits of a fallen elf, and because that suit of armor—the armor that Jing Yan had seen in the dream—was wearing on the man!

"It turns out that this is not the bottom, but just a dividing plane." Candeng Scholar was not as abnormal as Jing Yan, he stared at the man who walked out calmly, "It seems that you are the only living person here, or you are the only one. Fallen elves, then I think you should hold the key to the two missions, right?"

The fallen elf had a calm expression, and said calmly, "Have you asked your names yet? My name is Carlos."