When Bai Yueguang holds the script

Chapter 82

Seeing Zhu Zhihan and Luanwu kissing together, the card playing trio froze.

Tu Meng recovered her voice after a while: "Wait a minute, did I drink the ecstasy soup? This, this..."

She turned her head to look at Shi Yuanshui: "Xiao Liu, tell me, what did you see? Is it Senior Sister and Zhi Han there?"

Shi Yuanshui was also in a daze: "Okay, it seems so."

Tu Meng reached out and pinched Shi Yuanshui's thigh.

Shi Yuanshui cried out in pain: "Aw! Aww! What are you doing, uncle!?"

"See if you're dreaming."

Tu Meng was thoughtful: "It doesn't look like a dream."

Shi Yuanshui: "... Then you pinch yourself."

Luanwu put down a blockbuster, then backed away, putting on a relaxed posture that was disgusting in Tu Meng's eyes: "My secret is finished, do you still come?" He said and raised the cards in his hand.

Tu Meng: "..."

After all, she is well-informed, reluctantly accepted this fact, and said angrily: "How can this happen? Sister, come with me!"

She still didn't forget to smile at Zhu Zhihan comfortingly: "Zhihan, play with your seniors first."

Zhu Zhihan watched Luanwu being dragged away.

Turning around, I met two twinkling eyes.

Shi Yuanshui was still in a daze: "Wait a minute, I'm a little dizzy, junior sister, what's the situation between you and the suzerain? When exactly...?"

The elder brother nodded in agreement.

"As you can see, we are together. As for when, probably after entering the Demon Realm." Zhu Zhihan smiled.

This feeling is actually not bad...

Zhu Zhihan even felt a little annoyed, why didn't he do this earlier?

Shi Yuanshui over there didn't know what Zhu Zhihan was thinking.

He was in a trance for a long time before he came back to his senses, rubbed his heart, breathless: "Junior Sister, you scared us."

The elder brother continued to echo: "Hmm!"

Zhu Zhihan had a bit of crocodile guilt: "It was indeed a bit sudden, but Master and I thought about letting you know sooner or later, so we just said it directly."

In the end, the Sixth Senior Brother and the First Senior Brother still accepted the shocking news—it is still rare for a master and apprentice to fall in love, even if they are of the same gender, especially if it happened around them.

However, neither of them likes to interfere with other people's choices. After the shock, they still gave their blessings.

After a while, Luanwu was also released by Tu Meng.

Tu Meng glared at Luanwu, and said to Zhu Zhihan warmly: "Xiao Zhihan, if your bastard master bullies you in the future, you can come to Master Uncle, who will teach her a lesson for you!"

Zhu Zhihan felt warm in his heart: "Master, don't worry, Master treats me very well."

Tu Meng called Shi Yuanshui and the elder brother aside to chat.

Zhu Zhihan asked Luanwu: "What did the uncle say when he called you?"

Luanwu patted her head and smiled slightly: "She was worried about you, so she warned me."

"Oh..." This is what Master Tu Meng would do.

Luan Wu said softly: "Enough of the trouble, let's take a rest? There is still a battle to be fought tomorrow."

Zhu Zhihan nodded and said yes.

So Tu Meng, Shi Yuanshui and the others watched Zhu Zhihan and Luanwu walk into a room.

Tu Meng's hand was unsteady, and he smashed the handrail of the stairs.

……

Over there, Zhu Zhihan and Luanwu were half lying on the bed, next to each other.

On the second day, they were going to attack the enemy's lair, and no one knew what would happen in the end, or whether they would be safe in the end.

"Will we succeed?" Zhu Zhihan asked.

Luanwu did not give a reassuring answer, but said: "Any adventure has its risks, but we have made as complete preparations as possible and chose the most appropriate time."

The two were chatting one after another.

Zhu Zhihan unknowingly relaxed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Luanwu stared at Zhu Zhihan's shallow and sleepy profile, his eyes focused and soft.

In fact, in the conversation just now, Tu Meng's original words were far less understated than what Luan Wu said.

Tu Meng really regarded Zhu Zhihan as a close junior, even when facing the senior sister who grew up together and suffered together, her words were still very rude.

"Have you ever thought about the impact this incident will have on you? If other people outside know about it, although the cultivation world does not shy away from this incident, you will definitely become a pleasure for others to chat after dinner."

"Don't say you don't care what other people think, you don't think about yourself, so what about Zhihan? She is only so old, if she becomes famous in the world one day, do you have the heart to let her be tied to these gossips?"

Luanwu was silent.

Tu Meng was furious: "I don't care who you started first, since you are the older one, you can't just because of a whim..."

"It's not on a whim." Luanwu interrupted, raising his eyes, his crimson eyes were full of seriousness.

"If there is no second way out, I will not make such a choice, but it is."

Tu Meng understood what Luanwu meant.

She thought of the two kinds of spiritual herbs in the cultivation world, they live side by side, and if one of them is lost, it will wither and die.

Luanwu's expression told her that they were two such spiritual plants.

Tu Meng also fell silent.

It was also because she had just been dazzled, yes, how could Luanwu love Zhu Zhihan less than herself?Willing to choose this way is nothing more than making a measurement on the balance.

She was silent for a while, and said: "Since it's decided, let's stay together and don't let me cry because of you after seeing Zhihan."

The atmosphere eased a little because of Tu Meng's concession.

Luanwu nodded, Tu Meng's words did not exceed her expectations.

She turned around to leave, teasingly: "Junior Sister, do you have anything else to ask?"

"You must think more comprehensively than I do, so what else do I need to ask?" Tu Meng said angrily.After a pause, Tu Meng spoke again, "There is indeed one more thing."

"Ok?"

Luanwu heard the person behind him whisper: "Senior sister, be happy."

……

The residence of Xingyinzong is called Mintian Valley, which is a valley shrouded in mist all year round.

Of course, Xingyinzong called those white mist fairy fog.

At this time, the white mist was stirred up, and the light of various magic weapons came in and out.

Originally, the knife sect planned to sneak in without anyone knowing, and even moved the time of action to night for this purpose—the specific situation of the Xingyin sect's formation was recorded on the parchment, so Luan Wu went to find seven people to help break the formation. characters, some of whom are not good at fighting.

But obviously the Xingyinzong also has countermeasures. Some forces of the Xianmeng have been stationed outside for a long time, and conflicts inevitably broke out if they wanted to enter the valley.

Luanwu wants to end the battle as soon as possible, but although there are not many strong people in this fairy alliance, there are a lot of them, and it is really difficult to deal with.

"Daoist, no way! If this drags on, the Xingyin Sect gangsters in the valley must be prepared, and it will be difficult to enter again at that time!"

"Dao Zun! The thieves from the Xianmeng even trained a group of dead soldiers, using themselves as bombs, rushing in desperately, Elder Enhe and the others were injured!"

Luan Wu frowned: "How many people were injured? Was the injury serious?"

The man's eyes turned red: "The disciples injured more than a dozen, and Elder Enhe, Elder Zhiyuan, and Qiu Daozi. Life is safe, but it's just that life is safe, I'm afraid..."

Elder Enhe and Elder Zhiyuan are formation masters invited by Luanwu. Now that there are three missing, there is not enough manpower to crack the seven-star formation.

Zhu Zhihan persisted in his long sword and cut through the disciples of the Xianmeng who blocked the way. He took these words into his ears, and his heart sank continuously.

Luan Wu resolutely said: "I have come this far, there is no reason to back down, I have to try... I will open the way!"

As he said, he closed his eyes, wiped the long knife with his fingertips, and the magic pattern between his eyebrows became more coquettish.

"Master!" Zhu Zhihan hesitated to speak, "You have used your strength at this time, and when you get to the Ziwei Palace, you should..."

She couldn't hide her worry.

The conspiracy to destroy Xingyinzong was of course what she wanted, but she was more worried about Luanwu's safety.

Luan Wu shook his head: "I can't wait any longer."

Just when Zhu Zhihan was extremely anxious, a Buddha's chant sounded from a distance.

Looking up, I saw monks coming out of the jungle.The monk at the head, Zhu Zhihan, recognized——

"Master Zen Silence!"

The eminent monk in white robe and white beard closed his eyes, looked at her, whispered the Buddha's name, and nodded slightly: "The poor monk is here to help you."

The little leader of the Xianmeng had an ugly expression on his face: "Aren't you monks living in seclusion!? Since you are living in seclusion, why do you still come to meddle in ordinary affairs?"

Chan Ji shook his head, with compassion in his eyes: "Because of the poor monk's cowardice, he turned a blind eye to the absurd actions of the Immortal League for hundreds of years, which made the tragedy intensify... Now it is time for the Buddhist sect to come out."

Luan Wu glanced in the direction of Chan Ji, retracted the unfinished moves, looked slightly relaxed, and whispered to Zhu Zhihan: "This old man is very smart, he must have calculated something before he came to help."

But no matter what the reason for helping, it is a great help.

In addition, there are arrows shot from afar.

After the monks, Shi Yuanshui led many disciples and casual practitioners from small sects, and next to them were members of the Luyun clan.

Shi Yuanshui said: "Sect Master! Junior Sister! You can go to the valley without worry. Although our cultivation is not advanced enough, it is more than enough to stop them for a while!"

Among the disciples of the small sect, Xiao Chuling and Du Peiran waved excitedly at Zhu Zhihan, and among the casual cultivators was Di Rong who was given the Blood Cloud Buddha Core by them.

The little leader of Xianmeng looked even uglier.

Zen Ji walked towards the center, one step at a time, one lotus flower at a time. The Immortal League members next to him wanted to stop them, but all the streams of magic spells they threw were deflected away.

Su Chaya, the patriarch of the Luyun Clan, held the flute to her lips, and a big white deer glowing with light appeared in front of her, and she also approached on the white deer.

Walking near them, Su Chaya performed the Luyun Clan's clan salute to Zhu Zhihan, and smiled gently: "The Luyun Clan also came to help."

Zhu Zhihan saluted back: "I didn't expect you to come, that's great."

Luanwu said succinctly: "To break the formation, we still need three people."

Chan Ji said: "The poor monk came here for this."

Su Chaya: "The same goes for me."

Luanwu didn't procrastinate, and simply nodded: "That's one more."

Tu Meng and the third elder said: "Let us do it."

Luanwu hesitated for a moment: "Okay."

The next moment after making a decision, Su Chaya jumped off the white deer, and the white deer turned into a beam of light, scattering the enemies in its path.

Chan Ji recited the Buddhist scriptures, and struck out a palm, which carried the palm and smashed the fog for a short time.

"go!"

A group of people just walked into the valley.

The structure of Yanzhong is exactly the same as that recorded on the parchment scroll.

Needless to say, everyone galloped in the direction of the various palaces.

Bo Mingwei went to Tanlang Hall, Dan Qi went to Jumen Hall, Master Chanji went to Lucun Hall, Tu Meng and the Third Elder went to Wenqu Hall, Hua Wuying went to Lianzhen Hall, Su Chaya went to In Wuqu Hall, the lord of Qizong went to Pojun Hall.

Zhu Zhihan glanced at the backs of the people leaving, and suddenly realized that most of the people inside were familiar with him, or had known him before.

She turned her head, shrugged off unnecessary distracting thoughts, and walked side by side with Luanwu into the most central hall—Ziwei Hall.

According to the parchment scroll, the Purple Myrtle Palace is the place where the 'unnamed' real body is stored, and it is also the ultimate goal of their destruction.

Their plan is said to be simple, but in fact it is considered simple, the core is containment.

Seven strong men sneaked into the seven main halls, restraining these main halls, and could no longer send power to the Ziwei Hall.Zhu Zhihan and Luanwu entered the Ziwei Hall, restraining 'Anonymous' and preventing him from rushing to help the branch hall.

Until other people cut off the connection between the branch hall and the main hall, Zhu Zhihan and Luanwu can start to destroy the anonymous, and once the anonymous dies, the Xingyinzong will completely collapse, and there will be no hidden worries.

As soon as he stepped into the Ziwei Palace, Zhu Zhihan felt his eyes darken.

Open your eyes again, the surroundings have changed.

Dark, very dark.

It was also very cold.

Zhu Zhihan felt as if he was lying on a piece of ice. When he moved, his limbs seemed to be imprisoned by something, and he could hear the rattling sound of the iron chain.

There is such a trace of familiarity.

Someone stood by her side.

Two teenagers and girls who looked almost identical looked down at her.

The boy said: "If I had known that you would run..."

"Luoxing, Hengyun?" Zhu Zhihan spoke.

She noticed the weakness and hoarseness of her voice.

Luanwu didn't know where he went.

The falling star and the horizontal cloud just stood there, the surroundings were so dark, like two slender ghosts.

"Stop struggling, you have already been given up." Two voices that almost coincided rang in my ears.

"Master doesn't want you, and your friends don't want you either."

"Hahahaha……"

Zhu Zhihan closed his eyes, the snow-colored eyelashes trembling non-stop, feeling fragile and broken.

'Luoxing Xingyun' became even happier, and got closer, almost like whispering.

"Just now, the elder sister seemed to have a dream."

"Did you dream of something good? Elder Sister seems to have laughed several times."

"But dreams are just dreams, and you will always wake up."

"Poor senior sister, but you only need to endure for another half a day. After another half day, all your bones..."

'Luoxing Xingyun' saw Zhu Zhihan trembling slightly, and the arcs of their mouths became wider, but the arcs soon froze.

Because they found that it was not trembling, but laughing.

"Interesting, it's so interesting." Zhu Zhihan smiled lowly, "It turns out that Xingyin Sect Master's methods are just using illusions."

Her eyelashes were covered with frost.

Opening his eyes suddenly, everything in front of his eyes is like broken glass, breaking apart piece by piece: "Don't you guys understand that if you use one thing too many times, it will only make people feel tired!?"

In Demon Realm, she had received special training on illusions.

These old things have been repeated so much that she feels sick, and she can't feel any fear.

The illusory scene in front of him completely collapsed, and Zhu Zhihan saw clearly what he really was like.

She was standing in a palace made of crystal, and what stood in front of her was not falling stars and clouds, but a very familiar man in black.

The white silk thread drilled out from the bottom of the man in black robe and wrapped around her arm—it should be the chain that prevented her from moving in the illusion.

If you wait a little longer, these white silks will completely fix her, and it will be troublesome to break free at that time.

Zhu Zhihan's thoughts moved slightly, and he summoned a long knife, the sharp blade cut off all the sticky threads.

The long knife rested on the neck of the man in black: "Where is my master?"

The man in black didn't speak, but tilted his head.

"—!!"

Zhu Zhihan saw the man in black bump into the blade.

Before he could withdraw in time, the sharp blade cut the black-robed man's neck in half!

But the strange thing is that no blood splashed out, and when the knife was drawn back, only half a blood-red cross section was seen.

Soon, the whole man in black turned into bloody mud, fell to the floor with a thud, and disappeared without a trace.

Zhu Zhihan felt a chill.

"Is he real?"

Or, is this place real?

There is vision, hearing, and touch. If all these are so clear, what is false and what is true?

Did she fall into another illusion?

Zhu Zhihan decided to check around.

The task of her and Luanwu is to find the 'hub' of the formation, and if the hub is destroyed, they will die anonymously.

The surrounding area really looks like a great hall, the gate is closed and cannot be opened again, and a coffin hangs in the center of the hall.

Looking into the coffin, many black waters surrounded the deformed human body in the center.The human body was wrapped in a shroud, and black water seeped out.

This scene was very impactful, and Zhu Zhihan felt a moment of horror—is this still a human being?

What the hell is this thing?

Is it the true body of the 'unnamed' recorded in the parchment?

Looking at the outside of the hanging coffin, there are seven thick blood-colored chains coiled on it, extending outwards, straight to the corner of the hall, and sinking into the ground.

It is not difficult to deduce where these chains go.

A metaphor came to Zhu Zhihan's mind.

These bloody chains are like blood vessels, and the existence in the hanging coffin is the heart. The blood vessels continuously transport the 'nutrients' from the seven palaces, and then excrete the waste.

They fit perfectly with the formations written in the parchment scrolls.

At this time, Miss System suddenly said: [Host be careful, the spaces here overlap. 】

Zhu Zhihan frowned: "What do you mean?"

Miss System was about to explain, at this moment——

From the cracks in the crystal-clear floor tiles, many dark red mud-like dirt emerged.

The dirt accumulated more and more, forming tumors on the ground very quickly.

The tumors are getting bigger and bigger, Zhu Zhihan watched them twist and wriggle, and finally formed a human shape.

All this happened in an instant.

Many people in black robes stood around the palace, looking at her together.

They look the same, act the same, like human idols cast from the same mold.

It's going to be a tough fight.

Zhu Zhihan's hand holding the knife tightened.

Her expression did not waver in the slightest, but became more determined.

……

I do not know how long it has been.

Time seemed to lose its meaning.

Cut off one and regenerate another.

The blood boiled in her body like a cluster of fire, driving her to swing the knife countless times.

Swing the knife, swing the knife until numb.

In the middle, Zhu Zhihan even tried to feint to destroy the hanging coffin in the middle.

But the strange thing is that she hit it and destroyed it, and the hanging coffin soon regenerated in the center, as if everything had never happened.The attacks of the people in black robes did not slow down at all.

Was she wrong in her judgment?Isn't the hanging coffin the eye of the array?

"boom!"

Zhu Zhihan bumped into the crystal-carved pillar, and immediately after that, several white strands struck her with a cold light like steel needles.

She vomited a mouthful of blood, turned slightly, and the few white strands would wipe her arms and sink into the crystal pillar.

"It's... endless."

Her hair was loose and her clothes were torn several times.

Zhu Zhihan wiped away the blood overflowing from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, but his eyes were sharp and bright like the white light on the tip of a knife.

After fighting for so long, the fire surging in his body not only did not go out, but intensified.

"Come, come again!"

The next round of attacks was delayed.

Zhu Zhihan raised his eyes and scanned the entire hall, raising his eyebrows: So there are more people in the hall than now?

She thought so, and also tried it.

Standing up and rushing into the crowd, with a long knife like a rainbow, he chopped off several black robes at the waist.

Those black-robed men turned into bloody mud and fell down with a clatter, and no new black-robed men were born again.

At the same time, several scarlet chains binding the hanging coffin broke.

Zhu Zhihan thought of a possibility: Could it be that the companions who went to the Seven Star Hall have already succeeded?

This is really great news.

She tried to attack the hanging coffin again, this time the attack was the same as last time.The hanging coffin was destroyed, and soon regenerated.

Zhu Zhihan frowned, could it be that 'Zhen Shu' is really not in the hanging coffin?

Then get rid of these black-robed people first, and then go slowly to find them.

She raised the knife again.

But the people in black robes moved, with new movements that had never been done before.

They all opened their mouths, and countless mouths uttered the same words.

"You know me more than I imagined. It seems that you have already learned how the Seven Stars Palace works."

"However, I have fooled fate several times. Do you think I will be defeated by you like this, and there is no other way?"

"The power of rules, you can never imagine!"

Zhu Zhihan looked at her, unmoved from his expression.

The black-robed man laughed, and his voice, which was neither yin nor yang, sounded uncomfortable: "Xuanlingbody, why don't you come and see how your companions are doing, and make a decision after seeing it."

"If you want to cooperate with me in completing the plan to reshape the Daughter of Destiny after reading it, it's not that I can't allow you."

Raise your hand to make a trick.

Countless water mirrors appeared in front of Zhu Zhihan's eyes.

Master Zen Ji sat cross-legged on the ground, his white monk robe was stained with blood, there was a big hole in his heart, and it was empty inside.

The formation eye was destroyed, he sat cross-legged on the ground, and he was silent.It turned out to be sitting.

Hua Wuying fell into a field of ice and snow, her eyelashes were covered with a layer of frost, her eyes were tightly closed, and there was a hint of a smile on her lips, she didn't know whether it was dead or alive.

Bo Mingwei was surrounded by a pack of wolves, her right arm that was supposed to hold the sword was completely torn off, and the stubble of bones could be seen.At this time, he was holding the sword in his left hand and looking around vigilantly.

Danqi was sitting in a ruined wall, surrounded by broken magic weapons.

She sat blankly, with a strange childlike innocence in her eyes that flickered from time to time.

Tu Meng and Elder Zuo sacrificed their cultivation, and finally destroyed the formation eyes. Now they are lying on the ground dying, their faces pale like death, and blood is constantly spitting out of their mouths.

If it is delayed for another hour and a half, it may be life-threatening.

There is also the helper of Qizong...

There are people Zhu Zhihan loves, people who no longer love, people who respect, and people with complicated emotions.

Master Zen Ji is dead, and the others either don't know life or death, or are half dead.

At this moment, this 'siege game' finally showed its cruel side.

Zhu Zhihan looked at those scenes, and didn't even have time to feel any emotions, it was too absurd, all of this was like an extremely absurd opera, separated by a stage, he couldn't get into the drama anyway.

The mouth of the man in black opened even wider: "Look, no matter what your feelings for them are, they are here because of you, right? Now they are going to die."

"You should know what kind of concept death is, right?"

"it's all because of you!"

He changed his voice: "But, it's not like there is no turning point."

"As I said before, as long as you turn to the light and make the right choice, I can forgive you. God will forgive all those who have lost their way and come back."

Zhu Zhihan held the handle of the knife so hard that the tip of the knife trembled slightly.

"This is an illusion, you created it to deceive me."

The black-robed man chuckled: "Do you think so? It doesn't matter. How about we gamble?"

"You bet it's fake, I bet it's true. Would you like to take a bet?"

Zhu Zhihan: "..."

The black-robed man held a water curtain on his fingertips, dangling back and forth, and enthusiastically reminded: "Make a decision quickly, they won't last long."

Whether it's choosing or gambling, Zhu Zhihan has done both before.

Yet she hated both of these things immensely at the moment.

Her mind was in a mess, with countless thoughts churning inside.

On the surface, this is a question of whose life is more valuable, considering the trade-off of quantity, as well as selfishness and selflessness.

Ms. System said before that there is a difficult proposition called the "trolley problem", and now it is similar to that, one side of the track is tied with her own life, and the other is tied with the lives of other surviving people.

The gate that pulls the track is in her hands.

But it's not just that.

On a deeper level, the meaning of her life here is not only her own life, but also the hinge of the success or failure of this rebellion, and the intersection of smashing all these conspiracies and injustices.

Choosing to surrender to the black-robed people means that their actions have completely failed, and the sacrifice of Master Zenji is meaningless.

So do nothing?Watching time go by and another button from options grayed out?

According to the more urgent rules, she might be able to compromise with the man in black first, and then think about how to get out after saving the others.

But this method also has risks. If you lose, you will lose everything. This place is really weird. I don’t know if there are any rules that can’t be followed...

All kinds of thoughts raced through her mind, and she sadly found that she had no way to make a choice.

There is no one size fits all option.

If it was Master, how would you choose?

Zhu Zhihan couldn't help imitating Luanwu's thoughts.

She remembered what happened a long time ago. On the secret land of the snow mountain, Luanwu made a 'choice' - to destroy the entire chessboard to fundamentally eliminate this problem.

However, there is no other Luanwu who can help him avoid this choice.

In the water mirror, Uncle Tu Meng's aura became weaker and weaker.

Well, she...

【Ding! 】

At this time, Zhu Zhihan heard a system notification sound.

[It is detected that the host has encountered enough difficulties, and now use the task reward "system's help opportunity*1"]

There was a dark red light that separated from Zhu Zhihan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Accompanied by this ray of light, Zhu Zhihan felt himself being pulled into darkness.

That is a space different from the present world, where time almost stops.

When she entered this space, she had such a concept.

In the distance, there is a figure emitting a faint light, standing there.

Zhu Zhihan ran towards that direction.

A voice from the bottom of her heart told her to go there quickly, or she would regret it.

She ran over, but when she approached that person, her footsteps hesitated.

Because she saw the man's face.

The aggressive and glamorous face, with a flame-shaped magic pattern between the brows, is exactly Luan Wu's appearance.

However, unlike Luanwu, this man has a scar running through his right eye from eyelid to cheek. His eyes are as red as blood, with a gentle smile and a lingering sense of exhaustion.

Luanwu is a clear and sharp river, but this person is more like some kind of turbid warm water, with a completely different temperament.

"...Miss System?" Zhu Zhihan moved his lips.

She wasn't sure if she said it, but the person in front of her seemed to have heard it, looked at her, and nodded to her with a smile.

Zhu Zhihan felt that his brain was not enough.

Her intuition told her that it wasn't as simple as Miss System borrowing Luanwu's image.

[I know you want to ask why, but that's a long, long story. 】

'Miss System' raised her hand, a milky white halo condensed on her fingertips, touching Zhu Zhihan's eyebrows.

The halo sank between the eyebrows.

Zhu Zhihan digested the amount of information in it.

'Miss System' said: [During the journey with you, I always help you very little.The rules of the world are sometimes very troublesome. An 'outsider' like me cannot provide direct power. 】

[Now I can finally help you once again without any scruples. 】

Zhu Zhihan heard something bad from it, and pulled away from the message: "Miss System...!"

'Miss System' smiled slightly at her.

Then it turned into several streamers of light, flew out of this space, and appeared in various palaces.

Zhu Zhihan shared her perspective.

The bleeding from Tu Meng's body stopped, his body gradually became stronger, and his pale skin also turned red.

The continuous pack of wolves around Bo Mingwei was killed, and Danqi was brought out of the ruins...

['Anonymous' has a very tricky feature, which is the power of rules.And after so many years of experience, I finally gained the strength to restrain it. 】

The remaining chains on the hanging coffin suddenly snapped.

Zhu Zhihan noticed that after doing this, 'Miss System' seemed to have been hit hard, and her figure became lighter and lighter.

This is an ominous sign.

Zhu Zhihan has already sensed what will happen next: "No... I don't like them to have accidents, but I don't want you, Miss System..."

'Miss System' shook her head.

[Sooner or later, I will leave. When the final mission is successful and the world line is reset, I will disappear and not exist for long.You should be able to understand that there cannot be two 'Luanwu' in the world at the same time. 】

Zhu Zhihan's lips trembled.

[Goodbye, it was a pleasure working with you, my host. 】

【You have to be vigilant...】

Zhu Zhihan opened his arms after realizing it, wanting to hug her and keep her.

In the end, only a few dots of light were embraced.

The author has something to say:

This chapter is longer than expected, it is still divided into chapters

The text of the next chapter is over ww

感谢在2022-09-2300:30:15~2022-09-2603:38:25期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Uranus gravity, I really want to eat one fried skewer;

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