For Simeer, who was standing behind Nian Nian, he only heard two overlapping strings;

For Taihui Xianjun, who was sitting cross-legged on one side, she only saw two almost unobservable swings of her shoulders and elbows every day;

For Fairy Fu Feng, who has always been paying attention to every year, she only saw the thirteen arrow shadows with different trajectories and speeds at the beginning;

For Meng Sheng and Xuan Xuzi who were still fighting with the black dragon, they only saw two beams of light coming together, flashing in front of them and exploded slightly in various parts of their vision, making them blink.

Just blinking, Meng Sheng's sword cut into the air, and Xuanxuzi's sword fell to the earth.

Simire's "What a pity" just closed the last tail sound. The violent transparent air wave expanded sharply from a certain point in the air and exploded silently. Everyone present felt the energy tsunami coming to their faces, and also saw it shattered in the next second, melted by light, blown away by the wind, and sucked into the blood by the breath of everyone, turning into the purest vitality.

Taihui Xianjun's face became rosy with naked eyes, and he looked at Nian Nian's calm side face in shock.

If Simier helped Niannian get out of the demon-binding rope, Niannian was grateful to him for so much that his hair had just turned into dust in the air with the black dragon.

The fingers that Simier gently tapped on her temples seemed to suddenly turn into a slippery poisonous snake letter. Every year, he turned his head with disgust. He just saw that the bone staff held by Simier's right hand seemed to have changed. The twisted metacarpal bones slightly opened and quickly clenched, and returned to their original state during breathing.

In that brief moment, through the gaps in the finger bones, I saw two ugly black and red stones every year, and trembled slightly like two hearts.

After taking a step forward, distanced himself from Simire, he turned to face him every year, and calmly put the remaining bone arrow into his quiver.

Following the steps of Simire, in order to smash the pearls, forging the bone arrows and dissolving the blood arrows, she should have shot one plus thirteen and thirteen in total twenty-seven arrows. But every year, one of the thirteen bone arrows hit the pearl under the black dragon's jaw first, and through the pearl, hit her expected head target, so she saved one.

Disposable consumables can save a little bit.

Seven bone arrows remained and five blood arrows remained. They bowed their heads and tossed and turned several times every year, and suddenly felt extremely difficult. They thought in their hearts and looked at Simire.

Simire also noticed his alienation and disgust towards himself every day. Thinking of his words just now, he pondered, "If you want to know some details, I can find an opportunity to tell you."

Every year, she should have no record of her experience of the replica original body, and it is also very different from the behavioral patterns of the original body they learned.

Both he and Albert believed that this was just a perfect replay of its original physiological characteristics, especially the brain structure, and allowed this replica to interact with the game world.

This is also why every year, she is like a piece of white paper and is scribbled by Nick and others, full of simplicity and meticulousness, rationality and impulse, indifference and unswerving disorder, wasting her high intelligence in vain.

As a former scientific researcher, Simier also believes that the neural computing speed and multi-line parallel information processing capabilities reflected in the experimental material that are far beyond ordinary humans, her cerebral cortex structure, connection and cellular information, etc., should indeed be copied and preserved.

However, this precious perfect reenactment was actually hidden secretly in this virtual world, unsupervised and taught from the inside, but protected from the outside layer by layer, as if afraid of someone interfering in her interest in this game, which made Simere and Albert unable to understand the actual significance of her existence.

"However, that's not a very interesting story, let alone a beautiful one." Simere kindly reminded.

He didn't respond every year, and he didn't even blink his eyes, looking at him quietly.

Simire touched his face "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Every year he tilted his head, innocent and asked with a smile, "You really can't help with that thunder talisman?"

Why is it so coincidental that Simire just knew the detailed method of destroying the black dragon, and just prepared the twenty-seven arrows.

Simier touched her face without saying a word, and faced Xuanxuzi who was flying back, and said earnestly, "Please work harder for Taoist Master Xuanxuzi and remove the thunder talisman on her body. We really have no malice."

"It should be, I really have no malice." Niannian corrected in a cold tone.

Only in his eyes could he see Xuanxuzi with the pretty face of Taihui Immortal Lord responded casually, pinched his fingers, and the thunder talisman floated out of Niannian's heart and was taken back into his sleeve.

Taihui Immortal Lord, however, said with great interest, "If Xuanxuzi falls, this thunder talisman will become invalid."

Nian Nian didn't even bother to show her eyelids to Ximier. She respectfully apologized to Xuanxuzi and Taihui Immortal Lord, and thanked her again.

Xuanxuzi waved his hand casually and pulled Taihui Immortal Lord to look around. Still worried, he stammered and called Uncle Ju, and asked Uncle Master to quickly move to the half-focus lotus medicine garden in Shennong Valley, and asked Fairy Fu Feng to check her carefully for her.

Looking at Xuanxuzi who became restrained again, Taihui Immortal Lord snorted and held Fairy Fu Feng's arm. Sisters and sisters took warm steps. Xuanxuzi's face turned slightly red, and he followed him step by step, staring at Taihui Immortal Lord's footsteps, fearing that she would step by step.

"I said, are you leaving like this?" Meng Sheng, who was left aside, couldn't help but feel a little sore. He also put in a lot of effort, why was he abandoned now?

These two people who suddenly came to help had many doubts that needed to be interrogated, so I didn’t care about this?

"One to one, it's another guy with no attack power, you can't deal with it?" Taihui Immortal Lord kept walking and turned around and smiled. Xuanxuzi hesitated for a moment, and was glared by Taihui Immortal Lord, and obediently followed his uncle in the sneering laughter of Fairy Fu Feng.

When Niannian heard this, she immediately jumped three meters away from Simir and asked, "I need mental damages and compensation."

She looked at the knife in Meng Sheng's hand and added, "You can keep the accounts first."

"There is nothing you want." Simire shook his head and nodded again, "But I can owe you a favor."

"No need." She refused decisively every year. She didn't want to have any relationship with this person.

"What you need." Simier smiled and looked at Meng Sheng, "Isn't it good to repay kindness like this?"

"Three things." Meng Sheng narrowed his eyes and formed a horn with Nian Nian's position. The fierce aura pointed directly at Simir, but the blade pointed to Nian Nian's side.

"How did she enter the Sishi Valley, why did she think of destroying the tower, and how did she break away from the demon-binding rope of Taihui Immortal Lord."

Every time he said something, he would say "It's him" every year, lifting his arms and one leg to point at Simier, hoping to transform into three heads and six arms to point out the direction for Meng Sheng.

"It's true that I'm pushing behind my back. She and her friends are just my pawns," Simir sighed, nodding and admitting, "I have no choice but to let your Beitai City and Sishi Valley build such a delicate place."

Meng Sheng nodded, and the sword light slashed out, blocking all the retreat routes of Simire. Simire stood still, allowing the three zigzag sword lights to cut open his body, and waved goodbye to the two of them with a sarcastic look.

"Thank you for your cooperation. I have got what I need. See you again if you are destined to be there."

Every year he thought to himself cunningly, he set off his bow and arrows, and the green magic arrow passed through Simier and dissolved most of his body and plunged into the air. The beach of Simier that fell to the ground quickly mixed with the charred land and no trace was seen again.

"Look, you really need this favor."

A whisper came gently, and he carefully proposed to Meng Sheng every year, "Hero, remember the face just now, and chop it up every time I see it."

Meng Sheng chased the ground, searched around, shook his head and gave up. He actively cooperated every year and whizzed out more than ten large pits on the ground. Simire was not found, but Meng Sheng was a little dirty by the flying soil and rocks.

"You should still have some friends staying below." Meng Sheng asked, dusting the dust off his clothes.

"Yes, they were all here to save me," Niannian explained, not making excuses. "I suddenly disappeared from the city, and they were all anxious. Simier said there was a way to let them slip into the Sishi Valley, and they followed Simier out of the city."

"Qi Youfeng was also cheated by Ximier, and care was just a mess." Niannian looked at Meng Sheng's face carefully and added a sentence.

"You don't have to talk for him. This person is no longer a disciple of my disciple. How he acts has nothing to do with me." Meng Sheng replied lightly, holding down the scabbard, "Remember to tell him that because he killed my innocent disciple of my disciple, my Mo family members will not chase him specifically, but they will never die."

Every year he took the rest of his words back into his stomach, sighed helplessly, and replied, "I understand."

Meng Sheng stopped talking, passed by Xuanxuzi who was returning, and whispered a few words, and a figure flashed and left the place.

"Uncle Master asked you and your companions to go to Ningjin Pavilion to discuss it."

After Xuanxuzi finished speaking, he set his eyes on the people who had emerged from the gap at the bottom of the barrier. When he saw the last man with two swords on his waist, his eyebrows were filled with surprise.

Every year, he just pretended not to see it, and jumped to Qi Youfeng with a few steps with a smile, holding his neck and not letting go. Nick and others hid away at the right time, watched the unique desolate scenery here, and started a polite and restrained conversation with Xuanxuzi.

If these people want to pretend to be innocent, it would be enough to rely on Dion's appearance and conversation alone, not to mention that they were collectively lazy at this time. In Xuanxuzi's eyes, they were all honest and submissive people, so they wrote the letters that Meng Sheng told him and no longer deliberately guarded.

"What?" Qi Youfeng caught her and lowered her head to tease, "It's like a day when I haven't seen each other again?"

"I have just sent away a disgusting person and I'm looking for you to heal my wounded heart." Niannian pecked her toes, and she felt very happy. She pulled Qi Youfeng to find Nick.

"Is this over?" Nick asked with a raised eyebrow after waiting for the two of them.

"Captain, can you accept someone?" Every year, he greeted him in a crooked manner, waiting for Nick to nod.

"This guy has the power to belong, but he can't accept it." Nick shrugged helplessly. He had tried it long ago.

"Huh?" Niannian didn't expect that, and clapped his hands and realized, "By the way, the bandit village is in conflict."

Qi Youfeng thought about it and knew that Niannian was worried that he would become a lonely man after being fired by the Mo family. She smiled and rubbed her hair, "It's okay, Ximire also accepted me, and it's not bad to have a camp."

He paused, not sure, "It should be more reliable."

"With Simire here, it will definitely not be reliable."

Be sure every year.

The earth under his feet suddenly shook, and Xuanxuzi suddenly rose into the air nervously. Every year, Qi Youfeng and other members of the Christmas Clown Mercenary Group were not panicked or surprised.

Nian Nian raised her hand and pressed her eyebrows, and quietly breathed in relief - she felt something sucked away, like the breath on the glass was erased, revealing the clear and vivid scenery outside the window.

There seemed to be some obscure words deep in the ground, trembling shadows rose, and vast power penetrated into the air.

Nian Nian looked back at the barrier gap with some emotion.

The flashing figure pointed her in a direction and left two more words.

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