The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

The next second, He Qin spoke.

He slowly drew the knife, and the edge of the knife turned red like magma fire. He said, "Great Xia Dragon Sparrow."

The god with the head of a man and the body of a snake spread its wings behind him. Amidst the violent roar, the shock wave was suddenly compressed to the extreme. The golden light flashed on the flat ground, and the thunder exploded.

——The ancient sharp weapon, Wu Chuzhanlu, the capital of the gods, said: Daxia Longque.

The movement of the wave was so loud that it almost shook the palace far away in the sky. The girl's pupils froze, and she said in disbelief, "What?!"

"Go." He Qin's golden pupils were heavy, "Don't stay here for too long, go!"

"Wait a moment!"

There was another thunder on the ground, and a young man hurried down from the [-]-step high platform, shouting: "The knife—no, keep people under the sword, keep people under the sword—!"

Thousands of moon palace priests were stunned, and the girl looked back in surprise: "Your Highness?!"

"Oh my God..." The young man was wearing a blue and white long coat, panting from running, and when he came up to him, he kept holding his waist and breathed heavily, "Guest, the guest is here, this is the guest!"

The girl was stunned and said: "Guest... But, the guest is not Your Highness Shezhi..."

"Wrong type, wrong type!" The young man straightened up and looked at the group of four people with a smile. His face was handsome, and his demeanor was born out of the world, unlike ordinary people, "This is the guest who is coming!"

The girl looked flustered, and hurriedly bowed: "This is Yun Jian taking the liberty..."

The boy waved his hand: "It's okay, if you don't fight, you don't know each other... Come with me! Luna... Well, Luna's mission, right?"

He Qin slowly withdrew the knife, his expression was unpredictable, and Wen Zheliu beside him was even more confused.Should he be an NPC?But how could the NPC call out the task name?It is even more impossible to say that he is a player...

"Come on," the boy beckoned, "I know what you want to ask, don't be afraid!"

He Qin grabbed Wen Zheliu's hand and took a step forward.

"I know your names," the boy said, "It doesn't seem fair that you don't know mine..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Du Zijun who was on guard, with a fox-like sly smile on his face: "Don't be in a hurry to call that mermaid princess. I'm Su Xuechan...you can call me Xuechan if you want."

"Okay, Xuechan." Wen Zheliu took He Qin's hand and smiled, "I'm Wen Zheliu, this is mine..."

"...Love." He Qin answered the words indifferently, "You should know all about it...this saint."