Another Life: Elf Archer

York's giant hammer hit the ground, and the rough metal collided with the hard rock. There was a clang, and the sparks that shot out were like a small cluster of blooming stars in the somewhat dim underground space.

"Forget it, just wait."

Nick was also discouraged. He sat next to Nian Nian and nodded her forehead with hatred: "You actually let yourself be caught. When you go back, level up for me and arm me from head to toe. Magic scroll or something?" Carry it with you, and let Kraft equip you with a magic cannon and heavy machine gun, I don’t believe anyone can catch you."

"I agree, so when I return to Usher City, follow me directly back to the Forest of Jesus, and I will supervise it." Dion nodded.

"Perhaps we need to continue to strengthen ideological education. I always feel that you will be caught not because of lack of strength, but because you think too much." Sara raised her eyebrows and responded with a silly smile.

"Those who are not comrades are all enemies." Kraft said word by word, and Nian Nian immediately straightened his face, nodding his head in agreement.

"Can you get her a pet or something?" York tried to challenge the professional boundaries in the game. Thinking back to the various monsters and beasts he had seen, and thinking of his big rat that he hadn't seen for a long time, he added, "It looks like The kind that is fierce and can fight."

"Or equip her with various defense scrolls, and the light shield will be seamlessly connected for about ten minutes." Jekyll lowered his head to calculate and clicked his tongue, "It seems a bit too expensive, and there don't seem to be that many defenses on the market. reel."

"Money is not a problem. We can sell Dion for one hundred at a time, with a [-]% discount on the night." Hyde interjected.

"It seems too cheap." Nian Nian moved uncomfortably, his eyesight a little blurry, but his smile was bright, "It's not cost-effective to sell by the number of times, the price should be based on the length of time."

Dion shook his head helplessly and gave Nian Nian a candy: "Everything is fine, let's go home first."

"Ehowith, andrefreshthyself, andiwillgivetheeareward" John took off his helmet and winked mischievously at Nian Nian.13 Kings 7:[-]

"I like your braids." Nian Nian's eyes lit up. She had coveted John's dreadlocks for a long time, but John never braided them for her.

This hairstyle looks good. John looked at Sara for help. She was the most aesthetically normal person he knew.

Sarah smiled gently but dangerously and made a scissors gesture. John immediately put the helmet on. Sarah meant that she would rather shave John's head bald than let him harm Cy's hair.

John, who pulled down his mask, hugged the book in his arms tightly and cast a helpless look at Nian Nian.

Nian Nian laughed for a while, thinking about the house that belonged to them hidden in the city of Usher, and the messy family photos they painted on the wall like a joke. He closed his eyes and murmured: "It's so ugly, I want to Repaint.”

The closed copper door creaked open again. Qi Youfeng rushed out and felt his heart skip a beat, as if he was being clenched tightly by a big hand, or as if he was being held in turn by two hammers. Beating, squeezing out some blood and oxygen for him to breathe.

Surrounded by a circle of pale pink flowers, Nian Nian leaned on Nick's shoulder, with his chest rising and falling slightly. Nick hummed an old English song softly. York clapped his hands, acting as a harmony and instrument, and occasionally complained about the lyrics, making Nian Nian giggle. Laughing, the twins were still talking to themselves, Dion and Sara wrote and drew together, Kraft was surrounded by the smoke of the hookah again, and John was undoing his messy braid.

Nian Nian's face looked very bad. His legs were tied together, his arms were twisted behind his back, and the noose around his neck cut into his flesh, making Nian Nian's head look shaky.

Judging from the experience of the bandits in Prison Dragon Village kidnapping people many times, Qi Youfeng could tell at a glance that the situation in Nian Nian was probably not good, and those sweet and dreamy pink mist, combined with the declining blood line after he stepped into it, It also shows the attitude of others.

"There's nothing we can do." Qi Youfeng walked quickly to Nian Nian, squatted down, and snatched her from Nick's arms.Nick raised his eyelids, still humming softly.

"more or less."

Nian Nian raised her head. The sky made of rock and soil above them had been rumbling for two or three minutes. It seemed that the battle between the black dragon and the monks was not over yet, and she could not wait for the battle to end. I can't wait for the time to negotiate peacefully with Immortal Lord Taihui.

"The demon-binding lock is a thing of the Yunji Sword Sect, who did it?" Qi Youfeng quickly checked her situation and thought about various countermeasures.

"It belongs to Immortal Lord Taihui," Nian Nian confessed honestly, "and the thunder talisman planted by Xuan Xuzi."

Qi Youfeng cursed in a low voice, knelt on the ground, and smiled bitterly:

"The strength of the demon-binding lock is linked to the strength of the caster. I am afraid that only the head of the Yunji Sword Sect can forcibly cut off the demon-binding lock of Taihui Immortal Lord. The thunder talisman implanted in the body will flow into the heart veins, invisible and colorless. Only Xuan Xuzi himself can remove it."

He hugged Nian Nian and kissed her forehead: "Wait until I find you."

Nian Nian nodded, her eyes lingering on his face.They all thought that they would be resurrected like a player, but she really didn't have this confidence.

"Someone promised that you will be fine, don't worry." Nick lowered his head and half-closed his eyes as he said sleepily.

If not, they wouldn't be so relaxed and comfortable now.

Nian Nian raised his head, and the twins made two V-signs, one to the left and the other to the right, one a bit coy and the other a bit exaggerated.

"Don't bother them, you'll be fine." Simil, who was following Qi Youfeng and ignored by everyone as expected, also spoke, instantly drawing everyone's attention away.

It was the first time that these people greeted him with such emotional eyes. Simil shook uncomfortably and looked at Dion:

"I'm sorry to interrupt your collective suicide fun, but please calm down first."

Dion looked quite regretful. He touched the ground, and all the pink flowers in the circle withered instantly, turning the ground into red.

Seeing the same look of regret on the faces of the others, Simil suddenly felt that these people did not choose to leave the game collectively because they were helpless about the situation every year, but simply did not want to play anymore and wanted to go home quickly.

As soon as he got the benefit from him, he wanted to escape. Simil felt like he was being robbed.

As expected, he is not in harmony with the popularity of the Christmas Clown Mercenary Group.

Simil took out a scarlet gemstone, turned to Sara and said, "Please create an illusion with the water illusion."

Sarah followed her words and reminded: "I just tried it. Although there is no such rope on the phantom, it cannot replace the real and fake at all."

Simil smiled: "Don't worry, I have a way."

He lifted up another sculpture-like Nian Nian and placed it at Nian Nian's feet. He kindly warned: "It may feel a little strange, please be patient."

"Also," Simil considered and looked at Qi Youfeng, "you'd better avoid the next scene."

Qi Youfeng was puzzled, but he didn't ask any more questions. He stood up and walked back to the bronze door. Time is life, and her life is even more his.

Seeing Qi Youfeng's disappearing figure, Simil placed the scarlet gemstone in Nian Nian's heart.

Nian Nian was about to ask him what he was going to do, but instead he made a strange grunting sound and a series of bubbles. The corner of his grinning mouth fell to his collarbone, and his twisting tongue seemed to lick the sliding eyeballs.

She understood what Simil meant, and it was indeed a very strange feeling.

She was melted.

The five senses were still there, but the organs were distorted. Nian Nian rolled his eyes and saw his ribs being twisted together, and he also saw the illusion beside him that was also melting.

After a while, Nian Nian felt like something had been stuffed into her chest, and a bulging feeling came from her stomach. She turned her eyes, only to see a large tangle of two colorful intestines.

Her body and illusion merged together

Nian Nian shuddered and was extremely grateful to Simil for asking Qi Youfeng to avoid it. This scene made her feel sick just thinking about it.

After the body melted, the demon-binding lock also tightened, but it did not bind a ball of air.

Like riding a slide, Nian Nian was being sucked away by a strange falling feeling, mixed with and separated from another set of her own internal organs. A heart like candle oil, ribs like a hose, and intestines like a loach passed through her. The retinas that stared at the sky squirmed into a smooth, soft tofu-like mass at her toes.

Falling Niannian felt that she had kicked another beating heart. After a few seconds, her toes hooked another hip bone.

After a few breaths, Nian Nian felt his skull re-solidify and his facial features return to their original positions. With two gentle chirps, his eyeballs were pushed into his eye sockets by the bulging brain medulla, and his two eyelids were stretched between his eyebrows. superior.

Nian Nian slightly raised his recovered upper body, and saw that his abdominal cavity had swelled from a puddle of wrinkled, flat soft skin, and his two legs were still sliding down softly, crossing each other with the other legs, each condensing. Reality.She also saw "Nian Nian" who was still bound by the demon-binding chain, looking at her with a stiff and lifeless smile.

Nian Nian's scalp became numb for a while, so he lay down on the ground. After his feet solidified again, Yigulu got up, rubbed his arms vigorously, and kept shaking.

This is definitely the weirdest experience in her life

Simil felt relaxed and smiling.Although he had already melted several times, the weird feeling still made him feel sick to his stomach. Unexpectedly, watching others melt was surprisingly pleasing to the eye and enjoyable.

He turned to look at the others, hoping to see expressions of fear, disgust, and awe on their faces, but he didn't expect to see only a few faces that were ready to move, and his pleasure was suddenly cut in half.

Nick walked thoughtfully to Nian Nian, pinched her from head to toe, and asked seriously: "How does it feel?"

"The feeling of eating yourself and then slowly vomiting yourself out." Nian Nian told the truth.

"Interesting," Nick nodded and looked at Simiel expectantly, "How did you get the effect of that gem?"

Simil's face was expressionless: "One-time prop, please pay per view."

"Whatever you have left, I bought them all"