[Gu Jian III] The Days I Worked in Xuanyuan Hill

I wiped the liquid off my face, and looked down at the corpse in front of me while it was slowly falling to the ground—the black and red color was the effect of blood mixed with rainwater and soot on the battlefield.I just don't know if there is my own blood in this blood-this is the problem that worries me most now.

I feel a little pain in my shoulder, maybe it was punctured by the necklace of bone fragments on the shoulder when the man died just now.I looked at my hands again. In such a hygienic environment, if it is really broken, it is likely to be infected. It is best to find some alcohol iodophor and not use purple syrup to disinfect it, otherwise there is not even an anti-inflammatory drug at this time in case of infection. Fever and tetanus are...

"You're still distracted at this time, do you really want to die?!"

A roar behind me woke me up from my anxiety. I slapped away the sneak attacking enemy on the right with my backhand, and I also yelled back: "Nonsense! I was distracted because I didn't want to die. Hey, do you still have thistle medicine? My shoulder looks like Got scratched."

"...Get out! I've broken two fingers and it's still useless! Damn, how did you survive until now!"

"..." Hey, who are you talking about, I am a woman, how many times have I said it, why does no one believe me? !

Yes, I’m a woman, and I’m still a delicate girl who believes in clear water to come out of hibiscus to carve naturally, her favorite hobby is to lie in the dormitory and wait for my roommate to save my stomach with takeaway from the cafeteria, and the biggest exercise every day is to get out of bed and toilet.

Although it all needs to be prefixed with a "before crossing".

I no longer remember how I traveled here, even as the days passed, even the memory before the time travel gradually became blurred.Now I am a slave of a small tribe in the primitive society that I can’t name—yes, when I found myself crossing over and becoming infinitely powerful and thinking that I was about to reach the pinnacle of primitive farming culture, I was caught by this group of languages The primitive man, who had a problem with communication, was arrested, and before he could figure out the situation, he was branded as a slave on his face and rushed to the battlefield.

It is said that the female frequency can reach the pinnacle of life by relying on her appearance, being beautiful and acting?Although I am not beautiful, I can learn to write, why not give me a chance to learn!

The slaves at this time were cannon fodder on the battlefield.After a battle, the loss rate is as high as 90.00%.But fortunately, my body was born with supernatural power after crossing, and I learned a lot of fighting skills after a few battles, and slowly changed my job from cannon fodder to advanced cannon fodder.

I shattered the skull of the enemy in front of me with one stick, and roared again without looking back: "Hey! Do you still have bone fragments over there? The one on the top of my stick is broken again. Bah, anyway, I also brushed monsters for several rounds." Why can't you equip me with better equipment?"

A voice that was a little more irritable than before came from behind: "You can't fucking touch a dead body by yourself??? I have outlived you several times, and I'm not pretending to be a novice like you!!!"

I was reminded by him to quickly dig out new bone fragments from the corpse on the ground and press them into my big stick.While proud of my level of influence—look, although I failed to teach the primitive people to farm, I can already speak slang words about online games indiscriminately from the primitive people!

With the new equipment, I am like a tiger with even more wings. I can kill monsters indiscriminately and use full-screen AOE. I can use Luo Feng Slash with my left hand and Whirlwind Slash with my right. After getting used to ignoring the cross-infection of wound blood, I am the prettiest cub in this crowd!

I vaguely felt that I was back in the online games back then. I was still the full-service cancer with the left-handed umbrella and the right-handed big orange. The sharp edge in the cold stabs in obliquely.I haven't seen who it is yet. The intuition I developed after groping in the pile of corpses these days has made me roll away subconsciously, but my hair is still cut off by the sword. Another big step on the way.

In shock, I touched the head that was almost harvested just now, and raised my eyes to look forward—among a group of dusty mobs of the same model, a tall man with a bone mask and a high ponytail was standing against the light , the sword in my hand was pointing obliquely at the ground, and my hair, which was not destroyed by staying up all night but died young, was slowly falling from the edge of the sword.He looked towards me, and through the fierce mask, two seemingly substantive gazes slowly fell on me across the crowd.

My expression became serious—finally, after brushing so many mobs, I finally reached the boss.

I think it’s a bit daunting to brush the boss with my current equipment, so I turned to the back and opened the team chat: "Hey! There’s a big one here! Help me! It’s one and a half! The bare sword is not very good, I want it , this mask is especially suitable for pretending, so I’ll give it to you! I’ll let you, a little red hand, touch monsters, and if there’s anything else, I’ll give it to you!”

I am already a little far away from my teammate, but he is indeed the high-level cannon fodder second only to me in the tribe. Even at such a long distance, a voice that is two degrees more irritable than before has come through the air: "Why do you want a weapon? Just give me the pendant?? I'll let your mother die alone!!!"

... If it weren't for the only one who can still fight, I would change teammates when I go back, believe it or not? !

Our team chatted for a long time, and at this time I accidentally stepped into the red circle of the BOSS, and the person in front of me slashed at me without saying a word.This sword is extremely fast and ruthless, even if I have developed a monster-like intuition after traveling, I can barely dodge it.When I reacted, I touched my shoulder with my left hand, and the palm of my hand was already bright red—almost instantly, the uncertain tetanus infection and the need for alcohol-iodine violet syrup rushed to my heart.

The man seemed a little surprised when he missed a hit, but his movements were more swift, he lowered his body, and stabbed at me with a more ruthless sword.I let out an "Aww" and subconsciously raised a stone as big as a buffalo next to me to block it in front of me.Just hearing the sound of "Dang", my wrist was numb from the shock, but the man's sword was deeply cut into the stone.

"Ok?"

He yelled in astonishment, but I didn't bother to guess whether he was shocked by my majesty, and ran back without grace as soon as I threw the stone in my hand.This boss level is too high, obviously I can't deal with it, I ran all the way in front of my teammates, grabbed him who was still fighting with mobs and ran.

"What are you doing, idiot?!"

"Run, idiot! That person is too powerful, we can't beat him, keep the green hills, and start leveling again!"

"It's useful if you run away?! Have you forgotten how priests treat escaped slaves? Don't drag me if you want to die!"

"Anyway, it's death! And have you forgotten, who in this tribe can fight against people who can't even beat me? Let me tell you, this tribe is finished, we change guilds and start from scratch, we can't die!"

He seemed to be convinced by my last reason, and finally he stopped resisting, and was dragged away obediently by me.After crossing, my physique has become countless times stronger than before, but when I turned around, I was scared out of my wits—that person actually broke through the boss's restriction of not being able to get a copy, and followed me all the way with a sword in his hand!

"Fuck, he's chasing you!" I yelled, quickened my pace and rushed forward. The exhaustion of the battle and the huge pressure had already made me, who had little experience, panicked, so I subconsciously chose the one I was most familiar with. The way - the way back to the tribal canteen.There are more and more people on the road, and everyone is dumbfounded to see me grabbing my teammate behind me and rushing forward with the BOSS. Finally, the thatched hut I am most familiar with appears in front of me. Just when I thought victory was in sight, behind me The man grabbed me by the back of my neck.

——Fuck, if I had known earlier, I would not have pretended to wear the primitive society version of sports underwear!Anyway, even if my breasts are naked, my gender won't be revealed, so what self-esteem do I need if I'm already a slave!

I was so strangled that my face was red and my neck was thick. I struggled desperately, and the teammate in my hand also fell.Just when I was in despair, the man didn't wipe my neck with a knife as I imagined, he carried me, facing the patriarch who came out of the cafeteria, and said in a cold tone like a class teacher asking why you didn't do your homework: "* *?"

…I’m sorry, forgive me. It’s not too long since I’ve just been here, and I haven’t learned much foreign language yet.

The face of the patriarch showed a look of horror that I had never seen before, and I heard the colder voice of the person pulling me: "I have colluded with the demons, and I am ordered by the **** to come and destroy the ****."

As he spoke, he looked down at me.I don't know if it was an illusion, but his gaze seemed to sweep over the slave mark on my face, and then... actually left me behind.One person and one sword rushed forward.

I felt like I was in a dream.

Although I have always felt that I was dreaming since time travel, but the current situation is more like a dream within a dream.

The masked BOSS left me behind, and before his teammates arrived, he charged into the enemy group one by one with one sword.Without my BUG-level combat power, the old, weak, sick and disabled in the tribe were killed by him like melons and vegetables.It was the first time I saw such exquisite swordsmanship, and it was also the first time I realized that this world is not a world where I can get along with my brute force.

I stared blankly at him slaughtering and the reinforcements arriving behind. My teammates seemed to be as frightened as I was, watching the killing in front of me without making a sound.It took some time before he stopped.He lowered his head slightly, the blood on the sword slowly dripped, I almost shivered subconsciously, when I was about to run, another voice suddenly came from behind——

"ended?"

I turned around, and saw the figure that made me toss and turn for countless nights in the future——

It is very out of tune with this era. She has long, smooth hair that seems to be shampooed and hangs over her shoulders. She has a face that is so fair that you can see the blue blood vessels under the skin.He obviously had his eyes closed, but he painted Erlang God's third eye with cinnabar on his forehead to hide it, as if to tell everyone that I am not blind.However, these are not the most eye-catching. What attracts me more than his beauty is his dress beyond the forefront of the times-red and black clothes, and the cloak behind him that looks like a big moth's wings.

After that, I tossed and turned countless nights—why does such a good-looking person wear a cloak of a big moth?

I didn't dare to ask this question until I got acquainted with him later, let alone me who was a prisoner of war at the time.So I could only watch silently, watching the masked man in front of me lightly shake off the blood drops on the sword, and replied: "Not yet, the priest has escaped."

"These two?"

The fake Erlang God turned his face towards me and my teammates, eyes still closed, as if he could really see.

"A slave. Not a tribe."

"Slaves are also accomplices." Three Eyes' voice was extremely soft, but I could hear a deep chill from it, "Kill it."

He took out a small piece of bamboo from nowhere, wrote something on it, and threw it at me.I just watched the little piece of bamboo hit my face, and then... then nothing.

Three eyes: "..."

I opened my eyes and looked at him in a daze. Why, does this guy think he can kill me with this thing?

"Impossible!" He started to get a little angry, "Why doesn't witchcraft work on you? Who the hell are you?!"

……witchcraft?

Yes, there are monsters and demons in this world, and witchcraft is not impossible.It's just... I thought about my experience in the battlefield these days, and kindly reminded: "It's possible that it doesn't work, because I seem to be immune to magic attacks. If you want to really kill me, you have to use physical attacks. "

He stared at me with his eyes closed, obviously he hadn't been trained by me and couldn't understand my slang.

"Okay, Wu Yan. If you have time, you should find a priest." The masked man finally said, "These two people don't know anything."

The three-eyed man named Wu Yan gave me a gloomy face for the last time. Anyway, he is good-looking, so I take this face as my blessing.Then he said: "I tried it just now, but I couldn't find it. He colluded with the demons, maybe..."

"That..." I bravely raised my hand, "If you are looking for the priest, I may know where he is..."

The two looked at me together.

I said cautiously: "If you know witchcraft, is there a magic technique that can find the location of this person by relying on the things on the priest? I have the things on the priest..."

I pointed to the sports underwear I used to cover my last self-esteem: "Just this one, I have two more that he snatched away, and he has been wearing it... If you use witchcraft, maybe..."

"What's that?" Wu Yan asked, frowning.

I was silent for a while, and then replied in the firm tone I used to fool the priest: "...Heartguard."