Another Life: Elf Archer

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Huaxia District, Qinling Mountains, Zanghua Valley.

Zimo didn't expect that he would come back here and destroy the protective barrier again.

Not long after, and with all the twists and turns at that time, even though Zimo had been so busy managing the territory in Bashu recently, he had several resentments that he might have been tricked into a strategy and chess game, and again I read Nong's Art of War for a long time without forgetting, or perhaps I couldn't forget, that white-robed mage, Simil, who took the initiative to cooperate with the bandit village and was hypocritical and a bit yin and yang.

At that time, Simil was very cautious, and there was always a vague arrogance and indifference in his words and expressions that he did not take other people seriously. He seemed to be worried about the memory and IQ of ordinary players like them, and how to break the enchantment and their personality. Zhong Yao explained it over and over again several times. Thanks to him, Zimo and most of the people who participated in that operation at that time still clearly remembered the key points of the Tibetan Flower Valley's protective barrier.

Although the guardian in charge of this protective barrier has been replaced by the new flower demon named Xiaoqing, and the barrier has also changed somewhat after Yu Tao's incident, it is the effect of Yu Tao on top of the original barrier. The construction framework will not change.

In short, Qi Youfeng sent a letter to Zimo and relayed a lot of Simil's long-winded theoretical analysis, and then solemnly entrusted Zimo to lead people into the mountain.

The theory is just a theory, and it may not succeed, especially since the flower demon Xiaoqing, the guardian, once gave Zimo and others a severe blow.

Fortunately, the position of the node has not changed, and the flower demon Xiaoqing...

"Why do you pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

Zimo turned around and saw the person coming, and smiled with his eyes widened: "Oh, isn't this our majestic Songqing official? I didn't expect that you would deign to condescend to come to the woods."

Luxurious purple robe, goldfish bag, probably because he was afraid of being scratched by branches, he did not wear an official hat today, but wore a white jade hairpin. The belt was decorated with sapphire, rhinoceros horn and ivory, and a string of simple yellow chalcedony rings. Pei swayed slightly with his footsteps.

"Slut." Zimo curled his lips and commented.

Song Qing just pretended not to hear, and turned her head to look at the lake surrounded by colorful flowers in the distance, and the half-lived and half-dead towering tree in the middle of the lake. She was so amazed that she lost her mind slightly:

"What a waste of natural resources..."

Their mission today is to destroy that tree. Without that big tree that is half dead and half tall and as high as the mountains, the scenery in this flower valley will lose its shocking mysterious grandeur, and everything will be filled with colorful competition. It's just a show of beauty.

As soon as he finished speaking, a dwarf with a scarred face limped past the two people blocking the path and walked towards the tree.

Zimo touched his nose, Song Qing came over, bumped him with his elbow, and said with a bad smile: "Looking at you like this, you have suffered a loss, right?"

Zimo nodded and said frankly: "We have fought against each other. I didn't win, and of course I didn't lose either. After all, it's the first time I encounter this type of profession from the dwarves. I always feel a little overwhelmed."

I don’t know what the situation of this dwarf player named Kraft is in the real world. Half of his arms and one leg are mechanical prostheses, and they are stuffed with endless guns, guns, knives and arrows. When he first encountered them, Zimo really suffered a big loss.

"That's pretty good. That guy from the mercenary group wouldn't be surprised even if he beat you up." Song Qing patted Zimo on the shoulder and said with appreciation.

Zimo heard the fear hidden in Song Qing's tone and raised his eyebrows: "Do you think too highly of that Christmas clown mercenary group?"

Song Qing paused and shook his head seriously: "It's not too high at all. I know you don't believe it. In fact, you can ask Qi Youfeng again. He is more familiar with that group of people."

"Brother Feng," Zimo let out a long sigh, "he ran after the girl. If he hadn't left, I would have saved a lot of energy in dealing with chores."

He likes to be a bandit leader because he likes to fight, especially bully others into group fights, not because he likes to care about other people's eating, drinking and sleeping habits.

Song Qing thought for a while and comforted: "If you find it troublesome, I can help. For example, I can recommend a few people to you to be responsible for managing those trivial matters."

Zimo glared at him angrily: "Go away"

Song Qing has been doing well since he returned to the Huaxia District. It seems that he has worked up an appetite. Before he can fully grasp "Xing Tianxia", he has started to think about his idea of ​​Prisoner Dragon Village. .

"Otherwise, I'll mention a few people from your Qilong Village, and you can inspect and promote them yourself." Song Qing smiled like a fox.

"Go away, don't come here to stir up trouble." Zimo held back his fist that was about to move and refused sternly.

It was a traditional custom among major guilds to place undercover agents among each other. Zimo was not surprised at all, but he definitely did not believe that Song Qing would kindly tell him the specific list. He must be causing trouble to make him suspicious.

"You didn't fall into the trap, that's not interesting."

The two continued to quarrel, each with their own victory or defeat. Zimo cultivated his energy and Songqing practiced his mouth. The atmosphere was basically harmonious along the way.

They saw that Kraft, who was walking at the front, did not appear to be in a hurry. They looked up at the sun above their heads and consciously followed Kraft's footsteps. Behind them, there were two mighty teams. player.

Friends have trusted them, and neither Shi Sui nor Qi Youfeng are reckless people who ignore the importance of importance. Since the information they sent back was so solemn and urgent, Song Qing and Zimo naturally had to handle it seriously and properly.

"I heard that it was Master Mu who brought Kraft back. The two of them have a very good relationship." Zimo also wanted to prick Songqing's heart.

Song Qing snorted coldly: "As long as Qi Youfeng is still your bandit, no one's friendship will matter."

Nepotism, this is nepotism

Zimo chuckled and thought to himself, he finally got a win.

"It's a pity that Lord Mu wants to stay behind and take care of Jiang Nuxia's apprentice, otherwise I would have a comrade who shares the joys and sorrows with me."

Zimo touched his chin, imagining this scene. Although Mu himself was not as mean as Song Qing, as the president of "Tiangongfang" and his personality could attract more hatred than him, he would be able to calm down.

"He's too idle. What does the monk need to take care of? He doesn't know how to chant sutras." Song Qing sneered.

"We can't ignore it. After all, that monk, called King Chu Ba, helped us deceive the flower demon Xiaoqing. You were so shameless and set a trap in advance. He is suffering inside now and always needs comfort." Zimo clicked his tongue twice.

"Didn't you also agree to this approach? Why are you pretending to be a good person now?"

"I'm a good person, but unlike you, I don't have any choice."

Song Qing smiled: "Otherwise, how do you plan to deal with the flower demon and how many people do you plan to use to fill it?"

Zimo didn't answer, he was concentrating on his way to avoid trampling on the flowers and plants at his feet.

I don’t know what evil plot the flower demon Xiaoqing had to add a very strange setting. A fairy in the mountains who is ignorant of the world is inexplicably interested in Buddhism. I believe that after reciting hundreds of thousands of Buddha’s names, he will watch to Buddha.

It is a coincidence that the person who appeared in front of the flower demon Xiaoqing after the title of Shiwan Buddha was the disciple who was ordered by Jiang Jinse to come to Qinling to investigate the situation inside and outside the Hidden Flower Valley, Shaolin Temple player Chu Bawang.

Although Chu Bawang tried his best to explain, he still couldn't twist the set thigh. At that time, he thought of taking the opportunity to enter the Hidden Flower Valley to complete the master's instructions. In the end, he admitted his mistake and gained a full favorability point in vain.

After Songqing found out, he earnestly persuaded King Chu Ba that in order to avoid unprovoked killings, it would be better for him to lure Xiaoqing away from the Hidden Flower Valley to avoid conflicts between the two parties and increase casualties.

King Chu Ba agreed, but Song Qing and Zimo naturally would not be so relieved. Destroying the barrier would definitely cause quite a stir. Therefore, with Zimo's acquiescence and Song Qing's arrangement, they designed a plan for the flower demon Xiao Qing. The trap that trapped her.

The method was a little despicable, but the effect was gratifying, but I felt a little sorry for the simple monk, but this was indeed the best win-win choice.

"arrive."

The players brought by Zimo and Songqing arrived at the shore of the Lake of Tears in the Hidden Flower Valley one after another, and used boats prepared in advance to cross the lake. Dozens of large and small wooden boats surrounded the tree of life and death.

The Tree of Life and Death is rooted in the middle of the lake. Except for a small open space in front of the tree hole at the bottom, there is really no flat land that can accommodate everyone present.

Kraft looked up at the sky, used his fingers as a ruler to measure, then turned to look at Zi and Mo: "Excuse me, you can start."

Song Qing frowned: "This tree looks very strong. Even if all of us here attack together, it will probably take some time. Are you sure you can make it in time?"

"Who knows, just ignore him and start working." Kraft sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a hookah bottle and started puffing away.

"Yeah" Zimo and Song Qing were shocked.

They always thought that Kraft had a specific plan and timetable with the Gaia continent, or at least there would be some news tips with them.

"Without a clock, it's impossible to tell the time. Who knows if there is a delay in sending and receiving messages on both sides," Kraft blew out a string of smoke rings and simply began to repeat Nick's words, "In this case, just estimate the approximate time. The rest, It depends on luck, tacit understanding, and fate.”

......

After hearing Nick's explanation in a few words, the vines completely sealed the door of the Pope's Hall. Simil was dressed in black robes, and the bone staff in his hand shone with a faint red light.

The red light mist enveloped Simil's body, melting the broken stones that kept falling from the roof.

Along the corridor with all the lights out, no guide or map is needed. The breath of the injured statue of the God of Creation in the depths of the Pope's Hall is like a line in the Minoan labyrinth, clearly pointing out the direction.

At the door of the secret room, Adam had been waiting for a long time.

Simil looked at the NPCs who had been petrified by Adam. With a wave of his bone staff, the humanoid statues turned into gravel.

"Everything outside has been arranged." Adam tilted his head and looked at him.

Simil shrugged: "I don't need to arrange it. In fact, I was arranged."

"Really? I'm sure now," Adam finished the calculation and smiled, "I will definitely become very good friends with them."

Simil thought of the twins and nodded with deep understanding, but his eyes were focused on the statue that was almost broken in half.

A dark flower in full bloom and a crystal-clear bubble-like fruit are suspended in the light golden clouds between the cracks of the statue.

Simil raised his hand, and the wooden box he held in his palm was peeled off layer by layer, revealing a black square that seemed to contain infinite chaos.

The loud noise and vibrations like the earth shattering were isolated by the walls of the secret room. The gauze-like white mist on the head of the statue finally dispersed, but it also exploded into countless fragments the moment it dispersed.

Mortals are not allowed to desecrate the face of the Creator God at any time.

The secret room without the idol also lost its meaning of existence. The four walls and ceiling collapsed immediately. Fortunately, the most violent collapse outside had passed, and Adam had time to put up a light shield to protect himself.

Simil glanced at him and sent out the flower and fruit that finally fell into his hands together with the black cube. The three light groups flew over the ruins of the Pope's Hall and over the sky above his head, which was still shrouded in green leaves. He paused for a second in front of the world tree whose crown height could no longer be captured by the naked eye.

Seeing the World Tree successfully absorbing these three items into its trunk, Simil suddenly thought of a question:

"No, this is the mythical World Tree, how do you cut it off?"