Chapter 71 Juggernaut, your character design collapsed (1)
As in the past, Xu Fuhuan, who returned to the space, first asked Xiao Er how the mission was going.
After getting a definite answer, Xu Fuhuan raised the corners of her lips. 【Enter the mission world. ]
[Wait, Huanhuan, do you want to choose a world? ]
[Huh? 】Xu Fuhuan was surprised.
Is it possible that as a task executor, he can choose the task world by himself?
Unconsciously, Xu Fuhuan asked this sentence out of his mouth.
[It is indeed possible, as long as the host's blackening value reaches 100 points, he can choose the world he likes by himself. However, the task I'm talking about is a bit special. 】
Xiao Er hesitated for a while, and then continued: 【I just received the news from above that a world collapsed in the repair department. The above sent many people there, but they all failed in the end. 】
Hearing this, Xu Fuhuan held a gentle smile and fixed his eyes on Xiaoer,【What does it have to do with me? ]
[Uh...] Xiaoer leaned close to Xu Fuhuan in fawning manner, and rubbed his cheeks with a soft ball of light affectionately.
[Indeed, it has nothing to do with you, but as mentioned above, whoever can restore this world will be rewarded with a 'Boundary of Time'. ]
The Realm of Time?
【What is this? ]
Mentioning the Realm of Time, Xiaoer couldn't help being excited. It excitedly flashed the halo on its body, and said excitedly: 【'The Realm of Time' is an artifact refined by the Great God Shangjin. It not only possesses spiritual wisdom, but also A world of its own...]
[Isn't it just space, what's so rare? 】
Xu Fuhuan interrupted him in a timely manner, and continued: 【Although it has a tall name, it is not denied that it is a space. ]
[How can something like space be compared with the 'realm of time'? 】 Xiaoer said disdainfully.
[The body of 'The Realm of Time' is a mirror, and there is a world as big as a plane inside the mirror. If you can take it down as the host, it is equivalent to owning a world, and you will be the god of that world... 】When Xiaoer said this, he paused deliberately to sell the lawsuit, and a group of light looked at Xu Fuhuan with some complacency, as if waiting for Xu Fuhuan's question.
Xu Fuhuan did not disappoint him either, and raised his eyebrows cooperatively. 【oh? 】
Although it was only one word, it also made Xiaoer very happy. It continued: 【You can record any creature into the 'Boundary of Time' and let it develop in it, and the merit and power of faith produced by those creatures will be endless It is continuously introduced into your body for your cultivation. ]
Hearing this, Xu Fuhuan probably understood. [Since you are looking forward to it so much, then take it. 】
【However, if I fail, will there be any punishment? ]
[Amount...] Xiaoer shrunk his body guiltily, found a safe place, and then said: [Yes, if you fail, all your blackening points and life points will be cleared, and then all your memories will be sealed. You threw yourself into the world of punishment...]
Sealing memory?
Xu Fuhuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: [I think this punishment is quite good. ]
Good?
It took Xiao Er a long time to understand the meaning of Xu Fuhuan's words.
Does its host still have memory?
Hasn't it been sealed long ago?
Xiao Er, who recalled it, also smiled.
[Then Huanhuan, are you going to rest or continue to do the task? 】
【Do the task, I hope the result will not disappoint. 】
Name: Xu Fuhuan.
Sex: Male.
Blackening value: 55.
Health: 30.
Collection: Soul Orb (Need)
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December in the cold winter, wake up in the morning and practice severe frost.
An ordinary carriage was driving on the uneven mountain path, and the carriage creaked as it pressed against the ice-frozen muddy path. The driver was an old man wearing a bamboo hat. The old man had no expression on his face, and his cloudy eyes were calm and unwavering.
The seemingly ordinary but extraordinary old man drove the carriage on the bumpy path as if walking on flat ground.
The biting cold wind blew his sixtieth gray hair, and the old gray hair swayed around with the wind, blocking his sight, but the old man was driving the reins without changing his face, his hands were as steady as if the gray hair was blocking his sight for nothing.
The sky was getting dark, and the sparse snowflakes began to fall from the sky. The old man took out the wine bag from his waist and poured himself a big gulp of strong liquor.
Suddenly, the old man threw away the wine bag in his hand, took the rein of the horse, and stared ahead vigilantly.
The young man who was taking a nap in the carriage sensed the carriage stopped, and couldn't help frowning and opened his eyes. A deep and noble voice came from inside the carriage. "Ada?"
"My lord, there is something different ahead." The old man cautiously said to the people in the carriage.
The young man frowned, thought of something again, bent his eyebrows, stretched out his snow-white slender fingers to lift the curtain, and saw a man in a snow-white fox fur bent down and walked out of the carriage. Like a crown of jade, the black hair like a waterfall is tied high with a jade crown, the black and deep eyes are full of charming color, the curved eyebrows have a warm smile, and the pink thin lips evoke just the right arc, The elegant and noble temperament around him all shows that the man's status is very noble.
The young man leaned over. Dismounting, a cold wind blew on the flat ground, and the cold wind carried a strong smell of blood.
The old man stood respectfully beside the young master, looking at the white figure lying down on the path ahead with calm and vigilant eyes.
The young man glanced at it in surprise. He turned his head and asked, "But the person in front is blocking the way?"
The old man nodded cautiously. In this sparsely populated and desolate mountain, a person suddenly appeared blocking the way, so he had to be more cautious.
The young master walked gracefully, as if he wanted to move forward. The old man blocked his way. "Young master, no, beware of fraud."
The young master smiled gently. "It's okay, you're still there anyway, right?"
The old man's cloudy eyes had a hint of a smile, and his ordinary face looked at the young master gently, and he didn't speak, which was a recognition of his own strength.
The closer to the front, the stronger the smell of blood, the young master couldn't help raising his soothing eyebrows, and deeply frowned.
The man on the ground lay flat on the cold ground, his snow-white clothes were soaked with blood, his chest seemed to have been pierced by a sharp weapon, and a big hole was made. Even with such a serious injury, the man on the ground never let go. The cold sword in the hand.
The man seemed to be aware of someone, and suddenly opened his cold eyes, and a cold light suddenly struck towards the person.
The old man was always on guard against the sneak attack of the man on the ground, and when he saw the cold light, he promptly protected the young master behind him, and just clamped the cold sword of the raiding man with his two fingers.
Seeing that the old man subdued the man, the young master walked out from behind the old man, just about to say something, but he didn't think the man just had a sword move in vain, and after stabbing with the sword, he fell down so abruptly.
The young master angrily and amusedly ordered the old man to carry him into the carriage.
The old man was slightly hesitant. He glanced at the man who fell on the ground defensively, and said to the young master hesitantly: "Young master, this person's origin is unknown, and I am in a hurry to rush back to the palace. This..." The young master waved his hand indifferently
. , "It's okay, there is a saying in Buddhism: saving a person's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If we don't encounter this, it's his life. , this person is the purpose of his coming to this world.
Young master, no, Xu Fuhuan said inwardly.
Hua Shijun—a swordsman who has been famous for a long time in the Jianghu, with a lonely and arrogant personality, became famous when he was young, and lived in seclusion in the "Valley of Fallen Flowers" after defeating all invincible opponents in the world.
As a master who only exists in the legends of the rivers and lakes and people look up to, he should have lived in seclusion in the 'Luohua Valley' peacefully, waiting for the protagonist to deliver him to his door, and after giving the protagonist a golden finger, basically nothing happened to him.
Hua Shijun is at most an important passer-by in this world, not even an important supporting role. In the plot, he only appeared a few times. The author who wrote this book didn't even give him a name. He takes one.
But now, not only did he walk out of the 'Valley of Fallen Flowers', he was also seriously injured, and appeared on the trail where the protagonist was taken.
As the golden finger of the protagonist, Hua Shijun should be a strong, unintentional, obsessed guy with swordsmanship.
Who would have imagined that this guy would change suddenly, not to mention the collapse of the character, and the protagonist who was going to save him was clicked. Originally, the death of the protagonist, the world would not collapse, but he killed the sweetheart of the protagonist Gong. Let him go?
Before the protagonist Gong grew up, the protagonist Gong sought revenge from him, and was stabbed to death by him...
In Xiao Er's words, the world formed by this kind of novel is supported by the protagonist's luck, The protagonists are all dead, and the world still hasn't collapsed?
Xu Fuhuan's purpose is to take the protagonist away before Shou arrives.
Looking at the unconscious Hua Shijun on the ground, Xu Fuhuan lamented that it was fortunate that he brought the head of the shadow guard with him before he set off. Otherwise, his fate will be the same as that of the protagonist Shou, and he will become the dead soul under his sword.
The body that Xiao Er chose for him this time is very prestigious. Although he is not from the world, he is the son of a more noble prince.
The old man, named Xu Da, was the leader of the shadow guards given to him by the original owner's father. He was not very old, so his appearance must have been disguised. I heard from Prince Yu that Xu Da's kung fu is very high, perhaps on par with Hua Shijun.
The shadow guards trained by people in the royal family always use some medicines that hurt the body. Although the aptitude of martial arts is very important, there is no shortage of secret medicines that should be used. After all, the more noble a person is, the more he cherishes his life. The original owner's father was no exception.
Xu Da usually hides in the dark, but this time he wanted to take Hua Shijun away ahead of time, so he took Xu Da alone. The original owner's body was delicate, and he was not used to riding a horse for a long time, so Xu Da came out from the dark and acted as his groom.
Hua Shijun was seriously injured, the sword on his chest almost pierced his heart, and the back of his head was hit with a blunt instrument, leaving a big blood hole, and he was fatal if he didn't die.
But in this wilderness, there was no way to treat him, but Xu Da had been carrying Jinchuang medicine with him all year round. It took a whole bottle of the best Jinchuang medicine to help Hua Shijun stop the blood from the wound.
There were injuries on the carriage, so the speed of the carriage was not fast, and naturally it could not catch up with the nearby towns.
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