shock!I became a heroine

"It seems that the elder sister really forgot." Ling Luo leaned against the wall, her eyes sparkling, "Eldest sister, you forgot, the master once taught us...Thousands of miles of sound transmission!"

"Thousands of miles transmission?"

As soon as these four words appeared, a certain part of the original owner's memory rushed into his mind.

That memory is a little fuzzy and unreal, but——

But the scene seems to be real.

When she was young, after the master took her and a few junior sisters to practice swords, everyone was very tired. The master suddenly talked about the story in the martial arts, as if he had mentioned the sound transmission from thousands of miles.

No, not just mentioning.

Wei Mo's memory told Yuci that she should have practiced this exercise later.

'Blessed with internal strength, sound can be transmitted thousands of miles...'

'Those who have practiced this method can hear the message. '

'This method comes from the Liuyin School. '

Liuyin School——

Wait, if I remember correctly, the Liuyin school seems to be near the fork?Not too far from the mountains!

Although it's a bit strange to have a skill similar to that of a xianxia in such a world of martial arts, but after thinking about it for the next time, this is a novel!Something is not normal in the novel!

"Ling Luo, you are very alert."

Ling Luo's little loli leaned against the wall and gave a big smile, "It's good if I can help Eldest Sister!"

"Master, I'm sleepy, so I'll rest first!"

"..."

It's really standing still.

"Let's rest."

Let her alone, quietly remember in the corner, how this thousand-mile sound transmission was implemented.

In the dead of night, my mind seems to be spinning extra fast, closing my eyes to recall, closing my eyes to recall...

Sinking into Dantian?

Lower your voice?

Clamp the inner force into the sound?And let it out?

The rest of the time, step by step, I followed the steps in my memory, but I don't know why, after the implementation of this sound-sounding sound transmission, it seems a little bit... a little bit!There was no response.

Helpless, I had to repeat the above steps many times.

It was only after her mouth was dry that she breathed a sigh of relief and began to look up at the sky.

Why is it so unlucky.

system……

How did the system do it? Why do you feel that the memory of this undertaking is so vague?

It's blurrier than ever before.

No, not just blur.

With the deepening of chatting with these people, and step by step recollection, Yu times felt that there seemed to be many gaps in the memory of the original owner.

The thirteen elites became thirteen radish heads.

It seems that there should be elders accompanying me when I go out to participate in the Rookie Martial Arts Conference, where are the elders?

And the master in my memory.

……

All kinds of complicated memories made Yu Ci faintly feel that things were not simple.

but--

I don't think it's easy or useful.

Because of all kinds of burly men, they are here to deliver porridge again.

Probably everyone here was reserved by the 'high-level' of the cottage, so the big man who came to deliver the porridge looked at a group of people with lewd eyes, that is to say, talking a few rubbish words, and didn't dare to move.

Just like yesterday, after eating what was delivered, a group of radish heads continued to discuss methods.

Considering that this is a dungeon, although the gatekeepers have no internal strength, they should not be able to hear everyone talking, but it cannot be ruled out in case something happens, so I didn't say anything about Qianli Voice Transmission for the rest of the time, and I still followed him calmly. The way everyone discusses things.

Being locked up is boring.

Another day passed quickly.

It seems that there are only four days left to the fifteenth that the cottage boss said.

……

Time passed bit by bit, and the so-called sound transmission of thousands of miles did not reply.

This made Yu Ci's heart sink a lot.

On the thirteenth day, the cottage had already begun to light up the lights.

It's obviously a robbery, and it's really the same as welcoming relatives.

It's just that no matter how lively and festive it is outside, the people in the dungeon are just as cold and cold.

Fourteen, I prevented everyone from eating the food sent over there more than once.

In the past few days, she has absorbed the internal energy of the original owner. As for the Lingyun swordsmanship... although there are still shortcomings, she can still improve a bit.

The original owner's inner strength was stronger than she thought.

No wonder... No wonder the Lingyun faction dared Yuci to escort a group of people, because the original master's internal force blessing skills might really not be lower than the elders.

Of course, now is not the time to say that.

A bit of murderous intent flashed in Yuci's usually soft eyes.

When the skills are restored, wait until the night of the [-]th, when the group of people come to deliver the wedding dresses, let Xiaoluotou go separately from her, and she will attract firepower, Xiaoluotou... depends on fate.

But wait and wait.

Yuci and a group of little radishes lucked out with good internal strength, adjusted their breathing to the state of Dzogchen and waited for a long time, but there was no waiting team for the wedding dress.

Copycat.

"Who is here!" Huben looked at the woman standing in the lobby, and slowly clenched his hands holding the two axes, "Break into my Hutou village, thinking—"

"laugh."

Before Huben finished speaking, Feng Zui couldn't help laughing.

She was wearing a moon white gauze dress, originally this color was very suitable for a beautiful woman, but on Feng Zui, the moon white did not reflect the purity, but instead highlighted Feng Zui's wanton hidden under his calm face.

"Do you think that a den of bandits is the imperial court?"

"Trespassing?"

As the voice became colder, Feng Zui pulled out his long sword from the scabbard at the skirt.

When Huben saw this sword, he was stunned. This sword——

"who are you?"

"Why do you people like to ask this question before you die?" Feng Zui raised his sword, and when the night wind blew, the hair on her forehead rose slightly, and the cold silver light of the sword reflected her expressionless face. Face.

"13 years ago, under Dongzhou City, there were 170 and seven lives in Xiaolin Village."

After these words, the next thing is really too simple.

In order to pretend to be coercive, the village owner wanted to kill the person who came to seek revenge, but in the end——

The result was killed by two swords.

One sword breaks two axes, and one sword enters the throat.

After the man in tiger skin fell to the ground, Feng Zui had some expressions on his face.

so fat.

The sound of landing is louder than others.

This guy named Huben is dead, who else is here?Squinting his eyes, recalling the list he had read, Feng Zui turned around.

The bright red blood dripped down from the blade, staining the white skirt, and the blood-stained white echoed the red silk hanging in Hutou Village.

The orange lantern swayed slightly, tonight was destined to be a sleepless night stained with blood.

not yet.

There was still no one in the dungeon.

Of course, it's not surprising that no one came, but the strange thing is...

The guard of the dungeon was actually called away.

As the dog behind Neigong, I overheard the conversation between the two of them for the rest of the time.

It's not clear, but——

'Someone killed the village! '

'A woman in white with a sword...'

'It seems to be looking for...'

"The village master is gone, that woman is killing now..."

If I remember correctly, the characteristic of the Liuyin School seems to be the use of swords in white clothes.

So, even though she didn't receive a reply from Qianli Transmission, has someone come to rescue her?

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