God does not love the world [unlimited]

"Who else but you?"

Xuan Xing's eyes turned to Shu Nian who was not far away: "After Fu Ye rebelled, your relationship with Qing Qi suddenly improved. So it was because you had worked together?"

The vines in Shu Nian's hand suddenly shot towards this side, and were cut and scattered under the shadow of the sword.

"Qing Qi counts as one, and Fang Yi counts as one. Are there any other gods in charge?"

The black mist on Zhuosu's body climbed up layer by layer, like a net covering the sky and the sun, rushing towards the direction of the two.

Xuan Xing threw the compass again, and the breath that spread during the collision shattered the birdcage.He looked directly at Chu Mushen, and said in a gentle voice, "You're so guilty."

Maybe the sound of the birdcage breaking was too harsh, maybe the guards approaching behind were too noisy, or maybe it was simply too shocking to see his former colleagues suddenly in such a place.

In short, Zhuosu tensed all his nerves when he saw him at the first sight. His internal organs are all in a warehouse full of sulfur, saltpeter and charcoal. At this moment, such a light sentence is like a sudden spark, which can shake him. From the Tianling cover to the soles of the feet were blown into fly ash.

The black mist shattered the compass in the sky, and the flying debris overturned the lantern hanging from the dome.

The commander of the imperial army greeted his subordinates to immediately surround them. Swords and vines intertwined into light and shadow. After the dust and scrolls dispersed, the lights were rekindled, leaving only a mess on the scene.

Hundreds of imperial guards, as well as fake emperors and women in palace costumes.

The imperial guards all had experience in catching escaped criminals. They had already foreseen the possibility of the lights flickering and dimming, and immediately stepped forward and dragged the two assassins back.

At a glance, Xuan Xing and Shi Yu were the only ones present.

Shu Nian was annoyed by the offensive of the forbidden army. She just got a wound from a cold weapon on her body, and now she has a bird flying out of her palm. She was so angry that she swears: "You fucking Can this make them run away?!"

Zhuosu's nails sank deeply into the palm of his hand, his eyes were gloomy and hard to distinguish.

He didn't make a sound, but the imperial guards who were gradually approaching responded to her.

The commander of the imperial army had already pulled out the knife that had been inserted in the ground before, and his eyes fell on the two of them without emotion, and said coldly: "Take them down, kill them without mercy!"

Before the words fell, thousands of people came up with knives.

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Xuan Xing put the man down on the wide eaves stone fence: "My lord, I have offended you."

Most of Shi Yu's wounds had stopped bleeding, but it had only stopped the bleeding, and the wound would be torn immediately if he touched it, let alone running, so he was brought out by the other party all the way.

There were still bruised and purple fingerprints corroded by the black mist on his neck, and he raised his hand to touch the rune on his forehead: "Suo Yu Ling?"

Xuan Xing didn't deny it: "I don't know many things, this is the only thing I can use."

Drawing talismans and making talismans is not the specialty of Zemengshen. What Zemengshen is really good at is the art of feng shui, which is commonly known as fortune-telling. For this reason, the principal gods in the temple always call him Banxian, and ask him to help with calculations from time to time. A hexagram.

Zemengshen's response was also very unified: "Three thousand gold for touching the bone, five thousand gold for looking at the breath, and nine thousand eight hundred gold for today's fortune."

"Damn, why don't you snatch Zemeng?!"

Zemengshen just smiled: "If you think it's too expensive, you can go to Lord Lord God, maybe he will take a look at your friendship when he is in a good mood."

Then I got a sonorous "roll" from the other party.

Xuan Xing bent down and asked: "I don't know the healing effect, can you try to go to the ground now?"

Shi Yu supported the pillars and stood up, and was about to ask something, but at this moment, two shadows suddenly fell on the eaves next to him, and he turned his head to meet the shocked eyes: "Grass, how did you come out?! "

As He Weiyou said, his eyes fell on the extra Xuan Xing beside him, he paused, then moved back, moved back and forth several times, suddenly his expression was complicated.

Shi Yu: "?"

He Wei didn't know what to make up for those few glances, his face and eyes were filled with grief.

Jiang Jiaying was a little better than him, she silently pressed her mouth that was wide open due to astonishment together before she said: "Are you okay?"

Shi Yu shook his head: "It's okay."

Jiang Jiaying turned her eyes to the person beside him and asked, "This is..."

Xuan Xing said generously: "Just call me to choose Meng."

As soon as this remark came out, both of them were stunned.

"I dare to ask," He Weiyou raised his hand cautiously, "Is there a word 'God' behind Zemeng?"

Xuan Xing said: "Let's see which god it is."

"God of the temple?"

"That should be it."

He Wei subconsciously took half a step back.

"Although I don't know where you heard it from," Xuan Xing stood under the rain corridor, holding a pen with one hand, "but is my reputation so terrible outside?"

He Weiyou almost knelt down for him.

Isn't this a terrible question?

This is the problem of the game planner suddenly appearing in the live broadcast, and the Two-dimensional characters suddenly breaking through the dimensional wall and running out!

Jiang Jiaying on the side took the initiative to explain: "Your introduction was released on the Shenyu Forum, and it said that you are the leader of the temple behind the Shenyu..." He thought about his words, "The same existence as investment shareholders."

Xuan Xing smiled lightly: "I'm not that capable of creating a world like God's Domain."

It's really not suitable for talking here, so the few people simply walked in the direction of leaving the palace. There were few patrols and Jiang Jiaying was leading the way, so they didn't encounter any obstacles.

Shi Yu's movements were still slow, and the people beside him also slowed down their speed.He lowered his head and went down the steps while asking, "Why is there information about dream selection on the forum?"

When Tan Wang was on the train, he recognized that the person wearing a black robe and holding a curved sickle was the Death Priest. Very iconic indeed.

But Dream God didn't even show his face in the game, how did ordinary human players know that there are mysterious stars in the temple?

Jiang Jiaying took it for granted: "Because of the fragments of God's Domain."

Shi Yu was slightly taken aback.

"After completing a perfect clearance every time, isn't the highest-ranked player rewarded with a Fragment of God's Domain? Isn't each fragment a random piece of the past of the main god? Of course, it is impossible for him to be the only god in the past. The gods have appeared more or less on camera, everyone post a summary of the information, if a few gods appear more frequently, you can roughly get the god position and main ability of the master god." It is really not glorious to arrange and dig other people's information behind the scenes Jiang Jiaying felt embarrassed to look at Xuanxing, "Of course the face is usually invisible, and I don't know the real name."

That's why everyone thought that Jiang Ze and Ling Zhao were just ordinary players in God's Domain, but almost no one knew that they were gods.

"Everyone will basically read it before selling it to the system. Although it feels a bit outrageous at first, but in fact, as long as you think about the existence of God's Domain and the game, it is not unacceptable to have a main god. It is not a loss to read it as a story... ..." Jiang Jiaying keenly noticed that the eyes of Mengmeng God beside him became deeper and deeper as he talked, and stopped unconsciously.

Shi Yu, on the other hand, was the one who listened most calmly. He didn't respond the whole time, and only politely responded at the end.

He thought for a while, then turned his head to look at Zemengshen: "How long can your avatar last?"

Xuan Xing said: "A quarter of an hour."

Jiang Jiaying was taken aback when he heard that: "Avatar?"

Xuan Xing didn't hide much: "It's against the law of heaven for a god to appear in the God's Domain. My colleagues all signed a contract before entering, suppressing most of the divine power, and controlling their ability to the maximum amount that a normal human player can achieve."

It's just that to reach this level, players need to pass levels to strengthen again and again, but the gods have been there since they came in.

So it's really no wonder that players respect the temple so much. Their starting point is their end point. If they strengthen the head-to-head confrontation, they can only draw at most. If they want to win, they must add opportunism.

It's not fair.

But because of this, those gods whose divine power is too majestic and cannot be reduced to the acceptable level of God's Domain just by suppressing them are not qualified to enter from the beginning. After all, suppressing this matter is not without cost, just like you clearly The body needs sufficient nutrition but has to rely on hunger strikes to lose weight. The result will be that before the weight can be lost, people will be in danger first.

Xuan Xing smiled and said: "A person like me can only be a grocery store owner on the streets within the scope of the system."

As for the sudden appearance this time, it is entirely due to the summoning props card. What is standing here is not the main body, but just an avatar formed by the condensed divine power. The principle is similar to what Shi Yu used in the train game. The Yuanji Death card that has passed.

Yuan Ji would do it, so Xuan Xing would naturally do it too.

It's just an active guidance, a passive appearance, and the effect time is very different.

And the quarter of an hour after the other party answered was the remaining time for action.

If he hadn't spent most of his energy to draw the "Suo Yu Token", his avatar would probably last longer.Because drawing talismans is not free of cost, otherwise, as long as the body is covered with defensive runes, everyone will be immortal.

Pay as much as you want, this is the eternal rule of heaven.

But Suo Yuling focused on "suo". If he wanted to eliminate Shi Yu's scars all over his body, he could stay for another quarter of an hour, which was already the limit.

This topic ended just like that, and the air became quiet for a while, but He Weiyou recovered from his stupor.

One of the great skills of socially obsessed patients is that they never know what embarrassment is. Once they accept the identity setting of the other party, even if they know that they are in charge, they will lose their initial trepidation when getting along with each other.He finally remembered a question that should have been asked immediately, but was completely forgotten due to shock: "Why did you appear here?"

Xuan Xing: "I remember there is a summoning item among you players."

He Weiyou: "Why do props still talk?"

Didn't it mean that the summoning props summoned a group of thugs without emotion? !

Xuan Xing replied: "Maybe because I was not summoned."

"Then how did you get here?"

"Smuggled here."

He Weiyou pondered for a moment: "That means you came here on your own initiative and not as a thug? Then why did you follow Shi Yu?"

Xuan Xing thought for a while: "Because he is my boss?"

He Weiyou said: "Isn't the ranking of your main gods in no particular order, and the only master is the main god?"

Xuan Xing nodded: "That's right."

The air was quiet for almost 10 minutes.

He Weiyou stopped in front of the fence, and his comprehension ability finally kept up with the beating speed of neurons and walked the entire distance: "I dare to ask."

He asked, "What did you just say Shiyu is yours?"

Xuan Xing turned his head sideways, raised the corners of his mouth, with a half-smile: "Boss."