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Lucia looked at this scene in surprise, she didn't expect these two to have such a relationship.

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Feng Chang almost covered the sky with one hand in this world. If he used the fourth clan as a threat and ordered her to die, even she would not be able to resist.

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If it wasn't for her faint expectation that Feng Chang died unexpectedly in these fifteen days, she would not have the desire to fight now. Feng Chang is not dead, and the ultimate winner must be him. This is a fact recognized by all the clan elders. Her methods have no resistance in front of him.

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She had heard that the chief of the first tribe, Zewan, used to have a sister named Qian Qian Zewan, but this Qian Qian was said to have long since been exiled because of her closeness to the evil god... It turned out to be this girl ?

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If this Qian Qian hadn't been exiled because of her belief in the Heretic God... Now it is estimated that she is the first clan, the eldest lady of the Zewan family, the inheritance family, who exists like a princess.

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Instead of being here, like a flame that is about to go out, even any guide can look down on her.

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"Qian Qian." Feng Chang looked at her coldly: "Don't appear in front of my eyes again."

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Sibel was silent.

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The next moment, the white light was teleported and they returned to their original positions.

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The dark night sky hung in front of Su Ming'an's eyes, and the forest was still silent.

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Sibel stood quietly beside him, like a cluster of flames that were about to go out.

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"Are you afraid of that Feng Chang?" Su Ming'an observed the silver star stripes on his arm.

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This stripe is silver, and the texture is a bit like the scales of a snake. The pattern is a star shape with five curved lines, like an iron flower surrounded by it.

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Sibel was silent.

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"...Am I very useless?" She suddenly said: "My brother has mastered the ability called 'annihilation', and his knife can cut everything in front of him. And I... I can at most I can only provide you with some innocuous clues, my eyes can't even see the contents of the copy..."

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"..."

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"I'm useless, right." Sibel said: "The reason why you just attacked so many times is because I'm so useless. Even if I have a little means of boosting you, it won't make you exhausted to this point. In the future, no matter what happens, no matter what the battle situation is, I can only watch, I only have the right to watch, I can't change anything at all..."

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"Stop." Su Ming'an lowered his arm and glanced at her.

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She still kept her head down. The moment she saw Feng Chang, her cowardly posture didn't change.

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Her hand was still held high, the soul stone that dispelled the night fog in her hand, revealing her arm full of scars and burns.

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Her skin is neither smooth nor delicate, full of criss-crossing and ferocious wounds, some healed, some not healed, and some with blood clots. These traces stitched her up like a rag doll, The skin was torn apart from all angles, and there was no extravagance that should belong to the eldest lady of the first tribe.

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...Everything is because of that "Nine Gods".

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...all because of her different beliefs from everyone else.

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Different species should be rejected, and differences should be assimilated. In this kind of tribe, her belief is a congenital error.

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Therefore, she should be given up, she should be exiled, she should live like a despised garbage, and she should lose her life with the curse of a ticking time bomb.

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"It would be great if your matching leader was your elder brother. Even the third-ranked Dianji, the fourth-ranked Michael...they are much stronger than me. You are the strongest adventurer, you You should have the strongest guide, instead of being rejected by other guides along with a scumbag like me." Sibel said, "If it's my brother..."

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"You hate Feng Chang?"

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"No." Sibel's voice paused: "Brother is... the best, the most powerful, he is the hope of the tribe, and I have no right to hate him."

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"Even if he asks you to die or commit suicide, so that you don't appear in front of him in the future?" Su Mingan said, "Even if there is a difference in belief, do you think this is what a real brother should say?"

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"..." Sibel lowered his head.

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After a while, she spoke in a hoarse voice: "That's right, because he cares about me."

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Su Ming'an frowned slightly.

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"If he hadn't cared about me and let me go far, the spirit of the gods in me would definitely provoke more and more guides. Moreover, he just talked to me, and he also wanted others to know that I was his sister, so... ..." Her voice suddenly contained a reassuring smile, as if comforting herself: "He should also be protecting me."

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After listening to her words, Su Ming'an suddenly discovered,

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This girl, who has always been extremely vicious and has a temperament like a wild wolf, has started to feel wrong since she met her elder brother Feng Chang in the sense of blood.

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She suddenly became extremely sensitive, low self-esteem, and self-abandoning. She was even more respectful to the words of the leader. Even if she knew there was a problem, she would subconsciously speak for the leader and maintain his image.

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In the past, she had gone through so many things, but her expression didn't change much, but now she was just scolded by the so-called "elder brother", and she suddenly became like this.

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The status of this brother in her heart was so high that it made her humble.

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Maybe it was influenced by some childhood experiences that she admired his brother so much that she was morbid.

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"I don't think he cares about you." Su Mingan looked at her: "Even the most basic discipline, it shouldn't be like this. He... clearly ordered you to do him in a master-like commanding tone. want to see things.

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And he said these words in front of everyone, not to make Lucia fear you, but to show his majesty and let others know—

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He is a dignified and selfless king who can kill relatives righteously and will not be entangled by family affection. He is a qualified king.

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In this way, even if you are his sister, he can kill for the so-called belief. "

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"..."

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"As for your wishes, your thoughts, and your admiration for him, it's all unimportant." Su Ming'an said, "If the person you matched wasn't me, you might have died as early as the first night.

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——You will die, Sibel. If you die, you will have nothing.

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You have to see yourself, you are a living person who still has his own thoughts.

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You... don't use your death to achieve anyone, no one deserves it. "

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He saw her raise her head.

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The transparent firelight of the soul stone sprinkled on her face, but the faint fluorescent light seemed very bright at this time.

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...that was the liquid that glowed on her face.

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"Then what should I do." She choked and said, "I have never had a way at all."

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He saw her with tears streaming down her face.

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[npc (Cissy), favorability: 35 (initial favorability) +10]

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……

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Remove her protective cover, expose her scars, pierce her concealed words, and pierce her self-deceiving thoughts.

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When there is really nothing behind a person, the light in front of her will become her only reliable support at this time.

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This is what Su Mingan said these words for.

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He doesn't sympathize with Sibel from the bottom of his heart. She was not his relative, but just a guide who cooperated with him for fifteen days. He knew exactly what he needed at the moment. In this world of peak competition with a hundred people, he was under a lot of pressure, and he didn't have time to pity others.

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Sibel was too far away from his world, too far away, and the time she spent with him was too short, and she was not able to communicate with his heart a little like Sheruther and Garde.

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Everything she has shown so far, all the ideas and thoughts she has told, can't touch him.

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"Go back and come with me." Su Ming'an said: "I have figured out the general situation of the small dungeon. Considering the danger at night, we will continue to operate during the day. I will let you live, and you will have a way."

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Sibel's hands trembled.

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The firelight of the soul stone fluttered slightly, and her figure seemed small among the black trees.

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"Adventurer, Su Ming'an." She suddenly called out his name.

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She looked at him, and there was a flickering fire in her eyes.

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At this moment, the cowardice in her eyes seemed to fade away in an instant, and she showed a little coldness.

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"...Remember what you said now," she said.

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"..." Su Mingan sensed a sense of abnormality.

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But at this time,

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A white shadow suddenly pushed aside the grass and walked out. That swaggering posture has quite the sense of sight of a devil entering the village.

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Su Mingan immediately closed the live broadcast, turned around, and saw a big white fluffy rabbit.

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In the night, this guy's figure is like a shogun, thanks to him having some mental preparation.

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"How is it?" Rabbit walked up to him, with a smile on his chubby face: "Is the question I gave you a good one?"

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"Some questions are still bad," he said.

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"Okay, then I'll try my best in the future." Ying scratched his head, his white arms were like noodles: "After all, my ability to interfere is actually very limited, and I can only draw questions from the question bank, not myself. Otherwise, , I'll give you a question 'Is Edward a big idiot', wouldn't it be easier?"

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Su Mingan looked at the progress of the eye shadow inspection. It was now 9.8%. Shadow should be able to walk all over the venue within fifteen days, and he is not in a hurry.

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"About half an hour from here, you can see a large and small dungeon." Ying said, "It's near the third clan, and many players gather there. You can try it tomorrow. And..."

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Ying approached him and whispered in a low voice, "When I was patrolling, I heard someone want to set up a situation for you, you have to be careful."

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"Understood." Su Mingan asked Ying to continue to inspect, then turned and left.

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The identity of the first player, in such a purely competitive world, is equivalent to a crown that can be taken away by anyone.

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These people... are they finally starting to exert their strength?

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He went back to the house where he started.

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The wooden house is very small, but only this kind of airtight building can prevent the intrusion of black fog at night.

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When walking up the stone steps, Su Ming'an picked up the key that had been lying on the stone steps since he woke up.

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The key was made of iron and looked dull. He asked Sibel, but she didn't know who lost it.

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He put away the key and sat down in the wooden house, leaning against the wall.

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"Good night." He said, closing his eyes.

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Sibel glanced at him.

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After a moment of silence, she fell asleep on the bed.

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The sky at night was eerie and quiet.

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Only the dark shadows swayed in the shadows, and the hut fell asleep quietly, as if it had sunk into a deep black silence.

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Su Ming'an had a dream.

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He couldn't remember the specific plot of the dream, and he also forgot what picture he saw, but when he woke up, he vaguely remembered a familiar voice saying a few words.

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[Siebel,]

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[...Since Baishen doesn't give you a chance. 】

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[Then believe in the Nine Gods. 】

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[Under the witness of the Nine Gods, I have concluded an unrepentant pact with you—the oath to walk with the person in front of me until the end is established. 】

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He opened his eyes.

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He saw a wooden house plated with golden light in the daytime.

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The sun shines on the old green spots on the cover, spreads over the fireplace with a little dust piled up, and then gently passes in front of his eyes.

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He touched the cold wall, stood up from the ground, and looked at the bed—

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The bed was empty.

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There was a note on the bed, he picked it up, and saw a few lines of fine print.

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[Adventurer, at this time tomorrow, I will be back. 】

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[Don't ask me what to do, and don't try to find me, the compass is closed by me. 】

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[You can do what you need to do first. 】

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[And this day, don't come to me. 】

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[Please don't come to me. 】

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【——Siebel】

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……

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He put away the note and opened the door.

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He suddenly saw a young woman in her twenties, wearing glasses, who was walking with a basket and braided hair.

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Her basket was full of sweet potatoes and potatoes. Her destination seems to be this cabin.

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When she saw Su Ming'an pushing out the door from Sibel's room~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the young woman's originally calm expression suddenly became extremely terrifying.

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"You, you..." She pointed at Su Ming'an, her eyes almost falling out.

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"Why did you, a stranger, come out of Sissy's room?" She seemed to understand, and was startled: "You, you and Sissi slept all night?"

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Su Ming'an: "..."

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Before he could speak, the young woman suddenly realized: "Are you her adventurer? By the way... the war has already begun..."

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She put the bamboo basket full of grain on the door of the hut, her expression a little sad.

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"My surname is Fang, and I am the teacher in charge of teaching the children of the first tribe." She smiled at Su Ming'an, the braided braids behind her swayed slightly: "Qian Qian's temperament has caused you a lot of trouble. Sorry, but still I have to ask you to take care of her, I just hope she can live a better life in the last few days..."

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As she spoke, she sat down on a small wooden stool and started peeling potatoes, as if she wanted to make lunch here.

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Su Ming'an now understands how the food in Sibel's house came from.

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Looking at Teacher Fang, who couldn't hide his exhaustion from his smile, he suddenly realized that there are also good people in this dome who really like Sibel and who can secretly deliver food to the exiled her.

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Even Teacher Fang thought she would die.

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