[Honor of Kings] A Li wants to play with a different character

Modern cartoon style umbrella, purple waistcoat, scorpion tail braid, white pleated skirt, casual slippers...

It's something I've never dreamed of wearing in years.

The faint blue electric light tower, the half-person-high fence, the dazzling blue suspended crystals...

This is a place I have never seen.

"call out--"

Four beams of light fell on my side, I stepped back in surprise, the light on the beams peeled off, and a person I was familiar with appeared.

Zhaojun in the emerald green dress was slightly surprised, but she quickly noticed me and waved to me with a smile.

"What is this place?"

Wearing black tights, Miyamoto Musashi looked around impatiently, with his left hand on the long knife at his waist, half drawn out.

"Oh, where is this?"

With a playful brown bun and a dark purple narrow-sleeved light jacket, this is a rare handsome man, his face is full of bewilderment and confusion.I know him, he is Luna's boyfriend Sun Wukong, and he is not acquainted with Luna.He is a pure demon who has just turned into a human.

"Ali."

The man in the golden red dress suddenly turned around, the familiar voice made me almost cry, the satin-like silver hair draws a graceful arc in the movement of turning around, and the elegant smile between the eyebrows and eyes sees it. Forget about customs.

"Master."

I just yelled, and the tears couldn't stop falling.The master came slowly, took out a handkerchief from the front of the cover and handed it with a smile: "A Li has grown up, the master can no longer wipe your tears with his sleeve."

As soon as he said this, it made me even more sad: "Are you... alive?"

The master's face was slightly sad, and he shook his head gently: "Actually... I don't know. I have been sleeping in the flowers before, and suddenly appeared here. I didn't expect that there would be a day to meet each other. You... all still okay?"

I nodded, and was about to tell the details of the recent situation, when suddenly there was a loud noise like thunder from the sky above my head.

"Please allow me to introduce, this is a survival game..."

This seems to be... the sound of the system?

"This is a square area divided into three roads by two triangular lawns. You choose your own path, and you can leave after reaching the end and winning."

We looked at each other in confusion, Sun Wukong snorted softly, and pointed to the most forward path: "I'll go to the top and kill this path! You can choose the rest yourself!"

"Then shall I go to the middle?" Zhaojun stroked the scepter in his hand, and smiled softly, "After all, the road in the middle is the shortest, so I can support you at any time whenever there is difficulty."

"No problem, you two go!"

With a gloomy face, Miyamoto Musashi put the long sword out of its sheath back into its sheath heavily, making a loud noise.

"Then where are you going?" Master smiled slightly.

Miyamoto Musashi said impatiently: "Didn't it say that there are still two triangular areas? I'll go and explore there, maybe I can find a way out."

"Then please."

The master turned around with a smile, and lifted the spherical silverware in his arms. The peony petals inside floated up in an instant, and the whole silverware was suspended from his hands, and a slender arrow shot out from the inside. The bright red light hit my body, warm and harmonious, and I felt full of strength.

"Let's go. Let's go together."

"Ok!"

I walked side by side with Master, and it felt like I had returned to the situation when he was leading me when I was a child. It was relaxed and happy.

"Yuhuan and...Dunshan are both fine, Xiaohu has been promoted to the captain of the Great Wall's second team, and Xiaoxing is now Xiaoxinzi's minister."

Master listened and nodded with a smile: "Is that so... what about you?"

I was slightly taken aback: "Ah... I... am fine too. By the way, Master, aren't you going to see His Majesty?"

"It's just sad to see it, it's better not to see it."

Master squinted, and I looked at him puzzled, and was about to ask the reason, when he suddenly looked cold, raised his palm and shoved my shoulder hard, I was defenseless, and he pushed me back again and again.He quickly pulled out the fencing sword that had not been used for a long time from the back of his waist, threw it in the air amidst the shining silver light, and met a menacing white wind directly. He flew back and was firmly held by the master.

"A person is among the thorns, he will not be stabbed if he does not move. The heart is in the secular world, he will not be hurt if he is not moved."

I followed the prestige and saw a monk in a garland jacket standing under the red pagoda at the corner at the end of the road, with a rosary hanging on his neck, his right palm on his chest, and his eyes were full of compassion.

Master said coldly: "Who are you?"

"Poor Monk Bodhidharma, Dharma name Tripitaka. This illusion is set up only to capture evildoers. I don't know why all the benefactors came here, and the poor monk really doesn't understand."

Seeing that Master was about to get angry, I quickly said before Master could speak, "Master Sanzang, actually we don't know how we got in. If we can, we don't want to get in your way."

"It's good, it's just because the love in the world of mortals is also stored in the chest of the benefactor."

The master suddenly swung his fencing sword and stabbed at Bodhidharma. The golden robes fluttered and fluttered with the movement of the oblique flight. The sword light and the shadow of the clothes shone brightly as they danced, like a fairy rising from the clouds.

But he made a stab, and Bodhidharma disappeared in an instant, leaving only Bodhidharma's voice echoing for a long time: "I can't ask for it, I can't let it go..."

The master's hand holding the sword hangs down, and the fingers pinched on the hilt slowly loosen. The fencing sword, which has lost control, falls straight with the ribbon, and twirls around his boots.

"Master..."

Master put the sword back into its sheath, turned his head and smiled slightly at me: "Let's go, once this Bodhidharma leaves, we can move forward unimpeded."

I was slightly taken aback, and smiled back: "Yeah."

As soon as Bodhidharma left, the pagoda in front of us on the road also exploded. Master and I traveled unimpeded all the way to the third pagoda on the opposite side.Before the third tower collapsed, Miyamoto Musashi and Wang Zhaojun had already arrived here.

"give it to me."

After Miyamoto Musashi coughed, he swung his knife and slashed at the waist of the three pagodas. The three pagodas collapsed in response, leaving only the blue suspended crystals on the opposite side.

"stop!"

A flag suddenly flew out from behind the blue suspended crystals, Miyamoto Musashi flashed the sword in his right hand, and chopped the flag aside with the wind of the sword.At the same time, one person held a gun in his right hand, jumped down from the blue crystal, slowed down the impact of the landing with the point of the gun, and landed steadily in front of the crystal, his eyes were like the silver-white armor on his body, cold Cold and lonely.

"Who are you?" Miyamoto Musashi pointed his knife at the man coldly.

The man waved his gun: "Han Xin and Han Zhongyan."

The corner of Miyamoto Musashi's mouth twitched into a relaxed smile, and he put the knife in his left hand on his shoulder: "I can only go out after defeating you, right?"

"……probably."

As soon as the words fell, Han Xin disappeared at an incredible speed, and the next moment he appeared in front of Miyamoto Musashi with the tip of his spear raised.Miyamoto Musashi leaped up and smashed down high with two knives in his hands. The knives and guns collided, and there was a loud clang, shaking up dust all over the ground.Although Han Xin's blow failed, he took two steps back, jumped a little into the air, held the barrel of the gun with both hands and fell, and the point of the gun pointed straight at Miyamoto Musashi who was falling to the ground.Miyamoto Musashi moved sideways, and the body of the gun smashed halfway into the ground, trembling hummingly.

"Eat my knife!"

Miyamoto Musashi yelled, and swiped at Han Xin with the two knives in his hands. Han Xin pulled out the gun, and faced Miyamoto Musashi's sharp knife, he was not in a hurry. A scorching light burst out from the tip, and dozens of faint gun shadows appeared almost simultaneously, each of which rushed towards Miyamoto Musashi like a dragon out of the sea.Almost instantly, Miyamoto Musashi was surrounded by a dense net of gun shadows.

But this was not over yet, Han Xin suddenly retracted his gun, and thrust forward, there was a tearing sound in the net of shadows, he turned the gun around, and flew backwards, with the gun barrel forward After sweeping for a week, after dispersing the shadow net, he lightly jumped onto a high wall on one side.Following his resonant shout, a figure slumped out of the shadow net.

"The enemy general has been defeated by Han Zhongyan!"

Zhaojun and I were shocked and ran towards Miyamoto Musashi, only to see that he had passed out on his face, and his body was slowly sinking to the ground.

"Who are you, dare to go up again!"

"And I!"

Zhaojun let out a yell, strode over me and walked towards the high wall.Facing Han Xin's shot, she calmly waved her staff to resist, and occasionally stabbed straight to force Han Xin to withdraw the gun. Under Han Xin's slightly interested smile, she turned around, and a ball of white light was brewing in the heart of her right hand. Three blue shock waves were thrown straight at Han Xin.

"interesting."

Faced with Han Xin's praise, Zhaojun raised his staff without any fluctuations. The gemstone on the staff flashed, and a circle of white light spread out from it. Within a radius of more than ten meters centered on Zhaojun, ice rain continued to pour down.Zhaojun was like a goddess in the icy rain, surrounded by a pile of blue ice crystals, attacking Han Xin autonomously like an elf.

"You're a little more interesting than him, but that's about it."

Han Xin threw the gun in his hand, and after a crisp sound, the gems hit by the tip of the gun turned into powder and scattered, and disappeared in an instant.

"No, it's you who has stopped here."

Zhaojun turned around elegantly, and a gust of wind blew up with his big sleeves lightly fluttering, rolling up the ice and snow particles on the ground, converging into a menacing gust of wind, and swept over with overwhelming momentum.

"And the two of you."

Han Xin flicked his spear, as if turning a blind eye to the gust of wind, I subconsciously stretched out my hand to my waist, but failed to touch the fencing sword, but the tip of the spear stabbed at me like lightning.At this moment, I felt my throat was cut open, blood spurted out, my body was nailed to the ground by the gun point, and slowly fell down...

And Master's anxious face.

"Under the dancing posture, there are hidden mysteries."

In a trance, I seemed to see a dancing figure, with graceful and light movements, like a fairy under the moon.

"Am I dreaming?"

"That's right, who told you to sleep late, you must be haunted by nightmares, it's really not good."

I blinked hard, and found myself lying on the bed, and there seemed to be a soft peony petal in the heart of my clenched right hand.

fraud.