"How are you?"

"Hmm?" Niannian turned to look at Zimo, a little puzzled.

"I feel like you are not energetic and tired?" Zimo looked at Niannian's face while walking, and pointed to his eyes. "The eyes of you are almost dissipating into cauliflower."

Every year, he looked dark and said, "What strange metaphor?"

"Just understand the spirit, are you really okay?"

"Probably... I've been sleeping for a long time?" Niannian rubbed his temples and smashed the scene that appeared in his dream.

"How many minutes have you just slept?" Zi Mo said suddenly and looked back at the road, "Are we lost?"

Looking back every year, I could only see the pink miasma spreading among the dead trees, and Simere had long disappeared.

"Will Simire still shrink into an inch? So he only walked for two minutes, and we both... we have been walking for about ten minutes?"

"Looking at the front, it's obvious that it's more than ten minutes to go, right?" Every Nian looked at the foggy front, back and left and right, and was a little uncertain whether the direction was right.

Zi Mo turned his head and calmed down, "Forget it, let's go! I'll always come."

Nian Nian raised his hand and stretched his body, "Then let's go, I just happened to take the opportunity to wake up."

"Please be sure to stay awake." Zimo fiddled with the badge on her sleeve, "You will have to support and cover me later."

"Don't worry, I'm not good at face-to-face fighting. If I cover it from a distance," Nian smiled confidently, "No one is better at this than me."

"I don't doubt this, after all, I have seen it with my own eyes." Zimo recalled the cooperation between Nian and Sanchishui that he had seen before. It was the day when the barrier of Zanghua Valley broke.

"when?"

"That's...well, I've seen your cooperation with Sanchishui anyway. If you hadn't communicated in advance, you did a good job."

After thinking about it for a moment, I knew when he was talking. She smiled and said, "Actually, you are a pretty good person sometimes, you are a good person."

"Tsk, what does it mean to be a good person? I am a good person." Zimo waved his hand and said.

"A good person who robbed the family?" Niannian had not forgotten this person's job. After all, her original purpose in entering the mountain was to help Sanchishui suppress bandits.

"... Speaking of this, how did you think of forming a bandit village in the Qinling Mountains?"

"I originally wanted to try it. Since players in this game can be officials, they should be bandits, but I really found a way out. I didn't want to waste opportunities, and I thought this would probably be very interesting, so I just became bandits to the end."

"Goal?"

"Yes, in fact, at the beginning, I just wanted some players in the Qinling Mountains with those brothers, and occasionally competed to win a lottery or something."

The competition? Caitou? This is a beautification of malicious PK and murderous behavior. Every year, pretending not to understand Zimo's meaning, and signaling him to continue speaking.

"Later, maybe some battle values ​​or bandit coefficients were accumulated, so NPCs began to contact us, arranged some tasks for us, and found a place to build a village in the mountains. The last step in this series of tasks is what we are going to do now."

"Kill the Nine-Colored Fairy Deer?" Niannian raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, although I don't know why the deer was involved, as long as this step is completed, our Guilong Village will be officially established. Not only will it have a safe base, but it can also be operated as a form of player organization, such as setting levels and positions for the people in the village."

"You..." Niannian thought about the information she had seen in Tongtian Tower, "Will it be the first player organization to go against the government?"

"Haha, it's amazing, right? I can't say that there will be more in the future. The era of heroes' separatist forces is not far away!"

"You'd better be careful not to be wiped out by the government!" Niannian remembered Song Qing, the parent official in Chang'an City, "for example, he was treated as a political achievement."

"You said Song Qing?" Zimo also knew this famous player and looked at Niannian curiously, "Do you still know him?"

Nian Nian shook her head, "I don't know you, nor have you seen me, but I often mention this person when I hear Sanchi Shui and Shisui."

"The relationship between Xingtianxia and Song Qing is really good, you..." Zimo thought about it for a moment, "You should know that Tiangongfang and Xingtianxia are mortal enemies, right?"

"I know," recalled the things written on the information every year, "After all, they are organized and operated in the form of a chamber of commerce, and are considered to be competitors with equal strength."

"So you will remember to explain the matter of Master Jiang's family to Shisui, otherwise after Shisui contacts the outside world, you will probably misunderstand your relationship with Tiangongfang." Zimo kindly reminded her.

"Is it okay?" Niannian felt that there was no need, "Even if I have anything to do with Tiangongfang, I will not go against him!"

"I just suggest that although Yu Sui doesn't seem to be a person with a strong suspicion, after all... it's here!" Zi Mo said as he spoke, he stopped and asked Nian Nian while pulling his hand and pulling his sword.

"Are you going to get closer to the past?"

Niannian also saw the clearings in the forest that they had visited. After all, the large area of ​​scorched earth left by Tang Qingli's fire array is still there.

It seems that Simier did not take them far away, and the time spent this round and one trip failed to refresh these battle traces.

"Since the miasma here has no effect on me, I won't go out. Anyway, I can see it even if I am far away."

Every year, he held the short bow, tightened the bow string on it, and then hooked it with his fingers before looking at Zimo

"Just just wrap yourself in Sanqiu, and leave the other two to me."

"Since this badge is here, why not instigate him?" Zimo suggested dropping it.

"You can do it when you see the opportunity. I'm only responsible for letting the other two people not make trouble for you." Niannian shrugged, "And speaking, the Nine-Colored Fairy Deer may not appear, right? We didn't see it just now."

"You don't plan to ask it for love?" Zimo looked at her sideways. He thought that every year did not want the life of the nine-colored fairy deer.

“…”

He hesitated every year, and after thinking about it, he realized

"For the time being, there is no other better choice. The self-protection mechanism is obviously not something it can control itself, and the existence of the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer should not disappear completely if it is killed once."

"In contrast, I'm more worried about the three guys under control, and... what I want."

After every year, I felt a little embarrassed. After all, this reason sounds a bit selfish, and her approach is a bit capricious.

"Well, I'm just confirming whether you will agree to me kill it. It doesn't matter why!"

Zimo did not comment on his thoughts and practices every year, nor did he ask questions. He waved his hands casually and continued to strode towards the open space outside the fog.

Nian's pace paused, then slowed down. While observing the situation in the open space there, he used his sight to find a suitable support location around him.

"These mists are flowing all the time, and they are also a bit troublesome to obstruct vision. I shouldn't be too far away from you."

As he said to Zimo the observed results, he saw that the man had taken a few steps away and was making a yik gesture towards Niannian who was walking behind him.

Nian shook his head, followed Zimo from a distance, and looked at the previous open space through the gradually thinning mist.

There were suddenly a few figures in the empty space.

It seems to be three people, and...a deer?

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Chapter completed!