Qin trace and sword shadow [online game]

Yi Ling's blood volume dropped to the second stage.With a wave of his long sleeves, he used a group immobilization skill - "Hundred ghosts are silent", immobilizing everyone for ten seconds.

The chanting time of All Ghosts is about two seconds, but a group of people are only focused on fighting the boss, and no one interrupts this skill when the boss is chanting.

Ten seconds is quite a long time, enough to determine the life and death of the whole group.As expected, the whole group lay down again dejectedly.

"Damn, this group can't be interrupted? Impossible!"

"Hundred ghosts are silent? Xuan Ming of Tianzhen Pagoda will also use this skill, it can be interrupted."

"Then why did you let the boss read it out?" Yun Poyue was furious, "Newbie! You are responsible for the interruption, right? What are you doing?"

Fu Lin shrugged speechlessly: "Brother, I was being hypnotized by the BOSS at that time. I could neither move nor speak. How could I interrupt it?"

Yun Poyue couldn't find a reason to continue blaming him, so she could only angrily say: "In the regiment, anyone with interrupt skills should pay attention to me, don't just stand around like a log. Is it fun? Have to do it all over again, are you tired?"

"Didn't you also interrupt? You only know to talk about others?" The poisonous scorpion was also irritable, and couldn't help but reply.

"My DPS ranks first in the whole group, so I should take care of such trivial matters?"

"Oh, yes, you are uncle, you are amazing."

"What do you mean, scorpion?"

"Means nothing."

Seeing that the usually taciturn group was about to quarrel, Fu Lin came out as a peacemaker, dumbfounded: "Stop arguing, it's okay, it's all my fault, next time I'm hypnotized, please help me."

The two people who had just ignited the flames of war gave up now.

Fu Lin sighed inwardly.An ordinary little thing that faithfully reflected the biggest flaw in the regiment.

Everyone in the regiment only cares about themselves.In their concept, the task assigned to them is their task, no one will replace you, even if there is any reason that you cannot complete it, other people will not take the initiative to help.

Because in their eyes, there has never been anyone other than themselves.It's such a tragedy to think about it.

It's normal to live and die in a new dungeon. Even if you die a dozen or twenty times a night, it's not a shame to die until the durability of the equipment reaches zero.But this is a symbol of failure in their eyes.Once they encounter failure, they will become anxious and lose patience, and more conflicts will erupt.

Tonight is destined to be restless.The current quarrel might just be the beginning.

Fu Lin thinks he has a bad temper, but he won't be so harsh on his brother.How could this group of guys look like brothers who got together every day and played dungeons for more than a year?

They are simply strangers who lack communication and tolerance.

Entering the third stage, the boss's attacks intensified and went crazy.He summoned a clone.

According to past habits, Wen Jingyao made a simple decision—let the deputy T Pingzi hold the boss' clone, and the others continue to focus on Huo Yi Ling.

High DPS has always been the advantage of this group.If nothing unexpected happens, Yi Ling will fall soon.

Up to now, Longfor's world channel has not released the first kill announcement, and they still have a chance.If you can win the first kill, everyone's anxiety tonight, as well as the little conflict between Yun Poyue and Du Scorpion, should be able to disappear with the joy of victory.

...Of course it's not such an easy thing to do.

When the boss' blood volume dropped to 20%, the avatar who had been like a wooden stake suddenly used "five luck and six qi" to continuously increase the blood of the boss.

"Damn it, the blood has returned, so hurry up and interrupt!"

"Can't interrupt!"

The skills couldn't be interrupted at all, they could only watch helplessly as one skill after another was thrown out. Five times in a row, the boss' blood volume returned to its initial state again!

"..."

After working so hard for so long, I was beaten back to the original point...

A group of people couldn't accept it for a while, and simply went on strike collectively, letting the boss shoot them all to death.

They lay on the ground and thought in disappointment. After hours of tossing, what were they trying to figure out?

"Fuck it..." This time it was not only Yun Poyue, but other people also began to swear, "I only came to grab the first kill when I was full."

"My equipment is about to fail, and I need a dungeon to repair it."

"Me too."

"Should we continue to fight after the repair?" Facing Li Xi's question, everyone fell silent.

It was rare for them to be a normal team tonight when everyone had their say, but it wasn't anything to be happy about.Wen Jingyao's opinion is: "Since we have already hit here, let's go after the fight."

Xiao Yu'er immediately followed up and said, "Yes, if you give up now, wouldn't that night's hard work be in vain?"

She tried her best to encourage the group of impatient people: "Anyway, there is no group clearance copy yet, we will definitely be able to do it next time, and we still hope to win the first kill!"

Everyone reluctantly agreed.

This time they won't try to take shortcuts and let their avatars add blood to the boss.It is the correct choice to gather the torches first and kill them alone.

But everything has to be started from scratch, just grinding away the blood volume of the previous stages is a huge project.

Fu Lin took a deep breath and cheered himself up.

After the equipment was repaired, the team reorganized, and they started a new round of strategy.Probably due to a bad mood, someone made a low-level mistake in the first stage.

Then in the second stage, another mistake caused the group to be destroyed.

Everyone's patience and concentration have reached the critical point.Now it is not only the grumpy Yun Poyue who can swear, even Pingzi and Wangchao, who never spoke before, can't help but mock those who make mistakes.

Is this really good?

Fu Lin wanted to stop them, and wanted to persuade them, but as a newcomer, he had no position to educate anyone, and these arrogant people would definitely not want to listen to him.

Fu Lin couldn't help looking at Wen Jingyao's face frequently, Wen Jingyao still had that pale and rigid face.The furrowed brow showed that he was not in a happy mood tonight.

I don't know how many times it was reopened.

Uncle Lan's knife had just touched Yi Ling's clothes. At this moment, everyone in the group received a system message:

"Congratulations to [Green Flower Pavilion], the team led by Guoli Orange, successfully cleared the Tianta Dungeon for the first time!"

"..."

The team that took the first kill appeared.

The group fell silent for a moment.

Yun Poyue's face was covered with black air, Du Xie sneered silently.

The current atmosphere in the regiment can be described as "dull" rather than serious.Just like the dark cloudy afternoon before the mountain rain is about to come, you may be hit by a violent storm at any time.

Fu Lin waited with bated breath.

They wiped out Yi Ling's clone, and Yi Ling's blood volume gradually decreased scientifically.

30%, 20%, 10%... Finally, stop at 10%.

"Stop, Yi Ling."

A vicissitudes of life sounded in the corner.

Suddenly their eyes lit up, the darkness of the dungeon dissipated, and the long-lost light ushered in.Only then did everyone see for the first time the whole picture of the boss they fought tonight, as well as the NPC that was killed just now.

Yi Ling was wrapped in a black robe, her hair was disheveled, and her face was covered by a mask.The face painted on the mask was blood-red, hideous and terrifying, and the person who interrupted their battle turned out to be one of the gatekeepers of the Sky-Suppressing Tower—the Drunkard.

The old man's posture and voice had never been so clear, and the drunken tone of the past was gone.

"Patriarch..." Yi Ling stopped attacking and looked at the comer in surprise, "Why are you here?"

The BOSS Yi Ling hit 10% and they no longer need to do anything. The next step is to wait for the game to finish.

Didn't expect the unscrupulous old man in Zhentian Pagoda to be the patriarch of the Tianyue clan?According to the timeline of the game, many years have passed since these prisoners were imprisoned.How old are they, and why are they still alive?

With these questions, Fu Lin hoped that the next NPC would be able to clarify his doubts.The rest of the group were not interested in this, and they wished that the NPC would finish talking and leave as soon as possible, so as not to waste time.

My ears are full of complaints from the members one after another, and the bosses are still talking about the old days on their own.

"The Yin Kingdom has long since perished, and the leader of the Yin Kingdom, Tianyi, has long since passed away. Yi Ling, let go of the hatred in your heart... There is no point in revenge anymore."

"Patriarch, have you forgotten how your wife Ayina and your daughter Lian'er died?"

"How could I forget. They were stabbed through the chest by the guards of the Yin Kingdom, and died tragically under the throne of Tianyi. This scene was repeated every night in my dream, and the real pain in the dream has accompanied me for decades. But Yi Ling, our enemy is long gone. For so many years, Rakshasa and the others have slaughtered so many innocent people here in order to vent their resentment... Is this the right thing to do? Isn’t everything they did the same? A heavy sin?"

The paintings carved around the wall slowly moved at this time.Just like a movie, the old memories belonging to the two began to play.

The peaceful life and happy family of the Tianyue people were completely destroyed by Yin Guojun one day.

Tianyi longed for mysterious witchcraft and the law of immortality. He launched a powerful force to invade the habitat of the Tianyue tribe, captured the tribe's wives and children, and forced the high priest and patriarch to submit to him.

The high priest would rather die than disobey the oracle, and Tianyi created a brutal massacre, which almost wiped out the Tianyue clan.In the end, those surviving clansmen who were imprisoned in the Zhentian Tower, carrying cruel memories, continued to live in this world...

Fu Lin sighed lightly.

Turning his head, he found that Wen Jingyao was also standing beside him, looking at the paintings on the wall with him.The whole group seemed to be the only two of them watching seriously.

A few minutes passed, and the conversation between the NPCs ended.

The drunkard's figure disappeared into the air like a ghost.The high priest sat down slowly, losing all manner, as if he had lost all his strength.The mask on the face fell off with a "snap", and fell into two pieces on the ground, revealing a wrinkled, extremely old face.

Yi Ling raised his head, his cloudy eyes fixed on the top of the dungeon, his eyes seemed to penetrate the stone wall, and landed on some imaginary, remote and happy place.

His eyes did not close until the moment when his life ended.

"Damn, I lost these ghost things after fighting all night? Are you kidding us!?"

Yun Poyue's roar was heard not far away.

"Where are the weapons! Where are the clothes! They are actually two identical hermit necklaces, whose hands are so black! Who touched the boss just now? Come out and apologize!"

This is the first time for Fu Lin to participate in land reclamation on the first day of the opening of the new dungeon. He was still immersed in the small sense of accomplishment and the sigh brought by the death of the boss, but in less than a moment, the atmosphere of sadness was destroyed by Yun Poyue Get it clean.

"I touched it, what's wrong?" Xiaojiang said.

"Can you black hand not be so cheap!"

"..."

There are few hermits in the regiment, and the equipment is better than one. The necklace dropped this time is basically of little use to them.Fortunately, the necklace is not a binding equipment, so Wen Jingyao can sell it.

Tonight is an out-and-out black history night for the members of the group.Yun Poyue took his wife away full of resentment, and the others also had a bad face, muttering "I don't want to make a dungeon these days, I feel like throwing up when I look at it"... and other negative words .

"Master, are you still leaving?" Fu Lin turned around and asked.

"Is the patriarch a human being or a soul?" Wen Jingyao suddenly asked.

"..." Fu Lin was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied, "The patriarch seems to be dead, but it's hard to say, after all, doesn't the Tianyue clan have a secret recipe for longevity? It shouldn't be a problem to live to be one or two hundred years old?"

"Do you know when the Yin Kingdom perished?"

"Wait, let me check the information."

The two people left behind unknowingly began to discuss the plot...