Chapter 338

"As soon as I came back, there was so much noise..."

Soren looked at the fire in the distance and laughed playfully.

Marsh, yak and the madman are not far away.

The four of them lived in a simple Japanese style wooden house with wooden furniture and a mysterious pattern carved like a mirror on the front door.

Da... Da... Da

Outside the door came a strange sound, like a watchman beating bamboo, which can quickly pull people's mind into the atmosphere of a quiet valley.

This is the residence of Shenle family.

The Japanese sliding door opened slowly, and a woman in ancient witch's clothes came out from behind the door.

She was dressed in white, with long black hair spread like silk on her back.

Shenle Qianhe, the owner of three artifact like eight gods and straw shaving, is also the leader of Shenle family.

She knelt down in front of the four, simple action understated but generous, contains countless elegant charm.

"I've kept you waiting. Please sit down." The voice of a thousand cranes is as calm and steady as a calm pool.

Marsh looked at the cushion on the carpet and wanted to sit down, but after seeing that Soren didn't mean to sit down, he straightened up the backboard and kept standing.

"We don't have to sit. We are foreigners and are not used to sitting on the ground." Solon said, pushing his glasses. "Let's get to the point."

"Good." Shenle said: "I heard that you want to exchange the straw shaving for one thing."

"Grass shaving in the sound nest." Soren pointed to the ceiling. "The headquarters of Yinchao is in space. Next year you will see the leader of Yinchao. In 2003, a new force will appear, called faraway place. They represent the western will against the snake. Sorry, I can only reveal so much about time, If you add one more thing... You will be deprived of the power of the mirror one day. "

Shenle looked up at Sauron's face, pale eyes, slightly stunned, Yinchao, far away, these names Shenle all know, especially far away, there are few people who know this power in the world, how does this man know.

What surprised her even more was the last sentence. The power of eight close mirror will be taken away one day in the future.

"What day?"

Sauron raised a strange radian in the corner of his mouth. "A few years later, but... It could be today."

The voice is like a horn. At the moment of falling, Yake is like a wolf who can't bear to see the elk.

An art knife was cut out of his sleeve and aimed at Shenle's neck.

But seeing the shadow of Shenle Qianhe, he stood at the door of the house the next second. All the sliding doors behind him were opened, and several people in red and white wizard's clothes knelt on the wooden corridor on one knee.

They all had yellow paper in their hands and murmured incantations.

Fuzhi was burned to ashes by the fire that appeared out of thin air, and several white awns shrouded the four people and imprisoned them in the house.

Shenyue family is not only the caretakers of bazhijing, but also the guardians of the peace of the world from generation to generation. In ancient times, people called Shenyue family Yin Yang teacher.

"The art of confinement?" Soren looked around, smiling, "I really want to learn."

"Who are you? The big snake family? " Shenle Qianhe stands behind Baimang, holding his head high in contempt.

In her cognition, the person who wants to capture the eight close mirror is most likely related to the big snake clan.

"Big snakes have nothing to do with us." Solon stood behind the three teammates and said: "it's just that I have a very important thing to do with the eight close mirror. For my own growth, or to upgrade some of my strength, now it's eight close mirror away. Please forgive me."

His eyes were not idle, scanning the floating white awn. When he saw one of them, his eyes flashed and pointed there.

"Attack that."

He was surprised that he could see through the life gate of imprisonment.

Yake jumps up and cuts it with his art knife. The white awn disappears instantly.

Five witches surrounded Shenle Qianhe, their fingers twined rapidly, and the golden light covered them.

Yak was starving and bent to throw himself at them. The blade of the art knife turned red and made a burning sound.

A knife cut off, red flame from the thin blade spewing out, tearing the golden cover.

"ChiYan!"

Shenle Qianhe is shocked again. There are only two people in the world who have mastered the power of fire, Cao Shujing and K, who inherit his gene.

Never thought that there was a third person to master the power of ChiYan.

But the answer is too early.

Yake twists the blade face, and the red color turns into pale blue in a moment. The cold is pressing. Only the vast cold fog is left after the blade passes.

Suddenly, Shenle rushed out of the cold fog and put his finger on Yak's shoulder.

"Ah

Touch gently, but it has the power to open the mountain. The thin floor collapses instantly, and Yake sinks to the ground.

Shenle didn't plan to let him go. He danced around his arms and left several shadows around him.

[eight hundred and fifty-five skills of jumian · Chu of zero skill]

Orange light appears on her fingertips, which is one of Shenle's unique moves. In the game, there are special effects of sealing skills, but in reality, it is to directly point people into useless people.

At this time, a huge shadow appeared in front of Shenle.

The shadow comes from two large shields like doors, rectangular, with uneven metal surface, just like two pieces of unprocessed iron, holder, marsh.

The double shields blocked Shenle. Her finger was on the shield, but her unique move was useless.

With a roar, Marsh's muscles inflated like a blast, and pushed them against Shenle's fingers, forcing the latter to retreat out of the house.

"When did he have two more shields in his hand?"

Shenle didn't have time to be surprised, because Yake was like a beast coming back from the dead.

His shoulders had been deformed, but he laughed ferociously. The pain stimulated the beast's desire to fight.

In the face of the disgusting art knife, Shenle flashed lightly, walking slowly, but in the blink of an eye, he stood behind Yake, but marsh met him.

Two people attack and defend each other. Although they don't take advantage of Shenle Qianhe, they can effectively restrain her.

Soren stepped outside and watched the battle between his teammates and the characters. His face was still smiling.

Looking at Shenle's back, Soren said, "ten thousand turtles are still alive."

Shenle Qianhe was stunned at this moment. Shenle Wangui, her sister, had been killed by Gao NiTi, the head of Bajie collection in 1996.

Just a little bit in between, Yake seized the gap and stabbed Shenle Qianhe in the abdomen.

Sauron opened his palm, and the thin silk thread shot from his fingers, which briefly controlled the slightly injured crane.

"Cheng Yu."

With a command, the fourth man, like a madman, rushed to Shenle Qianhe.

His arm exuded black viscous liquid, straight into Shenle's chest.

Shenle Qianhe only felt that his whole body power was peeling off, and his vision became more and more blurred. He only heard Solon's last voice.

"I'll tell you one more thing, that's how you were taken away in 2003."

Shenle falls down, and a lunatic named Cheng Yu pulls his hand out of her body. There is a mirror carved with mysterious lines in the palm of his hand -- eight close mirror.

He gave the mirror to Soren.

"Perfect."

"Hoo... It's so damn powerful..." Yake rubbed his shoulder, some of his meaning was still not enough. "The characters in the plot are really strong. If I fight alone, one move will kill me."

"It's a pity I hit Soren's line." Marsh puts his shields on the ground, points the wrist watch, and the shield is sucked in.

Soren sighed: "if she wasn't hurt, the line can't control her, even 0.1 second, so thank you for your help."

"What's next? What can I do for you? Do you want to start picking up the rest of the players? " Asked Jacques.

Sauron was silent, and half a sound later he laughed. "Rest and wait for that guy to do it."

"That guy?"

"You know what?" Solon stares at YAC and says, "there are two more people who have [identity] like me in this play."