The villain also has spring

"I'm dead..." The powerful aura quietly disintegrated in this sinking sigh.

The attenuation of the dark energy field sensed by TT40 also confirmed Wu Chen's intuition.

Whether it is a counterattack or a reverse push, as an implementer, it is very cool.Wu Chen felt refreshed physically and mentally at this moment, and even walked up to the silent captain of the skeleton guard, "I want to enter the room behind you."

"Well, no problem." The skeleton nodded, "but it must be before you end me."

"You are different from them." Wu Chen turned his wrist, "At least in your heart, you still have a bottom line."

Macbeth grinned and seemed to smile, "Bottom line? Hehe... Interesting young man. Your sword ended my last obsession, please rest in peace." After speaking, Macbeth leaned on the sword and knelt down On the ground, he lowered his head at Wu Chen.Perhaps, he already knew Wu Chen's hidden strength.

Looking at the head delivered to him, Wu Chen sighed, and at the prompt of TT40, he stretched his five fingers and clasped Macbeth's celestial cap.

With the phagocytosis mode activated by the demigod-level small universe, the dark energy bound in Macbeth's cranial cavity swarmed out, turned into a gushing stream of particles, and rushed into Wu Chen's palm.The continuous passing of these energy particles with self-awareness is like the pain of tearing the soul, even the strong warrior in front of him can't bear it.The skeleton of Macbeth, leaning on the sword, was trembling and trembling.

But he never said a word.

It wasn't until the moment before the core consciousness faded away that Macbeth suddenly spoke in the form of brainwaves: "Fight, Richard Turner's ancient school...the last successor."

"Obtained the complete swordsmanship of Richard Turner's ancient school, and the information is being updated and entered..." TT40 sent a reminder with a little surprise: "Level evaluation: ☆."

The picture flowed through my mind like a movie, and the sword moves I learned from a few miscellaneous soldiers were completely refreshed.Every part of Wu Chen's body is eager to try, trying to keep up with the pace of thoughts.

It seemed like a long, long time, when Wu Chen jumped out of his divergent thinking tiredly, only to realize that only a second had really passed.Fortunately, by reading Macbeth's memory, Wu Chen found that he is not an important character.It was neither the person who started the fire himself, nor the 'Li Xianzhi' whom Wu Chen was looking for.

Taking a deep breath to relieve his hypoxic brain, Wu Chen tried to distract his attention: "TT40, does it mean that in the spiritual world we are in now, the complete swordsmanship of the ancient Chatnall school has the lowest evaluation? "

"That's right." Perhaps worried about Wu Chen's discouragement, TT40 comforted: "Although it is the lowest level of evaluation, it is still a remarkable achievement. After all, in a big sense, the rules have been touched. Refer to the pyramid law of the food chain, It’s already a superstructure.”

"Then how do you know the level division of this spiritual world?" Wu Chen continued to ask.

"This is the application of knowledge related to probability and statistics, with the help of the master's brain."

"I understand." Wu Chen pulled out his long sword abruptly, took off the golden key guarded by Macbeth, and walked into the gate guarded by him before his death with Macbeth's last gift.

The room is not big, just like other cells.

After searching carefully, Wu Chen found the hand brake hidden under the haystack in the corner.After pulling it up hard, the back wall sank into the ground slowly, revealing the hidden secret room.

In the circular space supported by huge stone pillars, there is a huge square table in the middle. The charcoal fire in the charcoal basin on the square table is raging, and a few long-handled iron tongs are randomly inserted.Dried blood smeared all over the walls, surrounded the surrounding stone pillars, and nailed all kinds of instruments of torture.Needless to say, this is the scariest part of the dungeon: the torture chamber.

"Huh?" His gaze swept over the brazier, the iron tongs, the loose iron rings on the floor and a pair of blood-stained rings, and finally settled on the burlap quietly leaning against the stone pillar at the foot of the table.Because the top of the sack is marked with a word in big black print: Salt.

"Salt?" Wu Chen didn't understand why someone moved the item that was supposed to appear in the kitchen.Moreover, it is such a secret place as the torture chamber, and even the entrance is guarded by a powerful ancient swordsman.

Abnormal is demon.

Wu Chen's interest in that big bag of salt far surpassed those horrible instruments of torture.

"TT40, a place like this, if it were you, what would you hide?"

"Of course it's a dark secret, or amazing wealth, or something extremely dangerous." With the help of Wu Chen's brain, TT40 quickly gave the answer.

"I think so." Wu Chen nodded, "So, the value of this bag of salt must be far greater than its actual value."

"That's right." Following Wu Chen's train of thought, TT40 reminded again: "Master, do you still remember the plate of spoiled food we analyzed just now? There is no sodium chloride in it, which is the main component of salt. So it is a plate without Food with salt."

Wu Chen seemed to grasp something, "The chef who forgot to put salt...or doesn't like salt at all?"

"I bet you, it must be the latter." TT40 immediately overturned his deduction: "But if you don't like it, you can throw it all away. Why are you storing it in such a secret dungeon?"

Wu Chen clearly has the upper hand when it comes to testing emotional intelligence: "Perhaps, some diners have to add salt, and the chef hates it so much that he won't touch it unless it's a last resort."

"So, you can't throw it away, you can only hide it." TT40 said approvingly: "Then this diner must be very powerful, and he can't be easily dismissed like a prisoner. Congratulations, master, for obtaining the first key item. "

"Thank you, let's see what the pull rings on the ground are for first." Wu Chen laughed at himself.He never thought that a bag of salt would become such an important prop.

The two blood-soaked hoops couldn't be pulled, but the loose one could.Accompanied by a dull roar, the stone slab suddenly cracked, revealing the dead bones buried in the soil under the stone slab.Between the tightly curled fingers of the white skeleton, Wu Chen saw a silver key.

"It's a pity that it's not a golden key. Go ask Elvira what is the use of this key." Just as Wu Chen took the key away from the white skeleton, the dark energy field suddenly condensed.Without even thinking about it, he straightened his sword and retreated quickly.The evil spirit screamed out of the bone's eye sockets, and then flew into the air.

"Go to hell!" The inscription on the sword of the chief guard suddenly lit up, and it was wrapped in similar dark energy and slashed furiously at the chest!

The evil spirit that had been chopped off at the waist rushed forward with a grinning smile, it was too familiar with this situation.It has no entity and doesn't care about physical attacks at all.But this time is different, what Wu Ming holds in his hand is the Sword of the Chief Guard that also condenses the dark energy field!

The terrifying scar across the chest did not heal as fast as usual, but grew bigger and bigger, like a burning silk cloth, burning the ghost to ashes with a whistling sound.

"Bah! It's a ridiculous trap." Before the ghost's head was burned off, he was spat heavily by Wu Chen.

"Skeletons also need to be collected." Putting a large bag full of salt into his backpack, Wu Chen was about to leave when TT40 reminded again: "I also felt similar energy fluctuations."

Wu Chen patted the backpack that was about to swell, and smiled wryly, "Where do you put it?"

"Well... you can carry it on your back, master."

Sure enough, Wu Chen walked out of the dungeon with a skeleton on his back.

Maybe I also felt weird, so when I tied it, I deliberately reversed it and fixed the skeleton on the shoulder straps back to back. "TT40, what is the use of this skeleton?"

"I don't know, you need to find the answer yourself, my dear master."

After talking about it, Wu Chen quickly walked out of the dungeon.The entrance to the dungeon is outside the main castle, leading from the outer corridor to the subsidiary tower.In the middle, you need to climb several stone steps and pass through several doors before you can return to the secret room where Elvira hides.

Hopefully the mystery woman has returned.

"There is someone, it's her." TT40's judgment from the spiritual level cannot be wrong.Wu Chen couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

He knocked on the door lightly, and turned around subconsciously to prevent possible sneak attacks and stalking. This was almost an instinctive reaction.However, the moment Elvira opened the door, something happened.

Because what she was facing was a pale skeleton!

This is a naked threat to the woman who has been in fear for many days and has been frightened. The result is of course devastating!

Taking a long breath, the woman rolled her eyes and fainted to the ground.

Hearing the sound, Wu Chen turned his head and saw the scene of the woman falling down.

Looking at the infinite spring light exposed from between the legs leaning on the ground, Wu Chen scratched his head, "TT40, is this for the skeleton?"

TT40 obviously needs no answer.

Wu Chen looked around and made sure there was nothing unusual, then flashed into the room and locked the wooden door.

He went out to carry the weight on his body first, then touched his empty belly, and then remembered to check on the woman's condition.

"The heartbeat is weak, and I'm overly frightened." TT40 spoke in a timely manner.

Wu Chen swept across the undulating mountains, swallowed and asked, "Do you want to do heart compressions or artificial respiration?"

"It's all right, you decide for yourself." TT40 didn't disappoint him.

Encouraged, the guilt in Wu Chen's heart dropped significantly below the warning line.But in the face of the woman's plump breasts, Wu Chen seemed a bit difficult to do.Because it seems that everything is bulging.Xu Kong gestured several times, Wu Chen suppressed the thumping darling, his five fingers stretched out, and he grabbed it tremblingly.

"Wow..." The delicate, smooth but elastic touch was so beautiful that he almost cried out.Trying to pinch it, the swollen plumpness immediately filled the palm.The jade-like fat muscle squeezed the palm, and the sweet touch instantly filled every palm print.Fortunately, he suppressed this inexplicable evil fire in time, took a deep breath to calm down, and pressed hard.

But gradually Wu Chen realized that he was a little powerless.This plump and plump place seems to have been watered by the harvest goddess Chris with a clear spring. It is impossible to grasp it with one hand.

Sliding back and forth, I couldn't press the correct part, so I had to add another hand.

"Hey—" Unprofessional continuous pressing, the woman finally woke up.

Wu Chen was also scared out of his wits by the exclamation.

After all, he is a low-handed and soft-hearted technical nerd, without the talent of being a thief...