Fuji Avenue

Chapter 182 Why Are You Working So Hard?
The atmosphere in the cave hall was a bit dull.

Nan Qiuci also seemed to be infected by such an atmosphere, frowning and said to the person in the ring: "Unless it is absolutely necessary, I don't plan to take action against this eldest princess. You have lived for thousands of years, how can you not even have a useful wiper?" Haven't you learned the spell to remove memory?"

The man in the ring sneered and said, "I know about eighteen hundred kinds of spells like this, but can you do it with just your humble skills?"

After hearing this, Nan Qiuci breathed a sigh of relief: "So it's a matter of cultivation. That's easy to handle. I'll erase her memory after I break through the Ground Bridge Realm."

The man in the ring laughed and said: "Break through the ground bridge? I don't know if you can live to that time."

"Every time you use the Sumeru Ring, you will consume half a year's lifespan, and each time you use the Resurrection Spring, you will consume five years's lifespan. Although you are only 50 years old now, you have treated Xumi all these years. You have used Mijie and Resurrection Fountain too frequently, and you have already consumed 70 years of lifespan, and your physical age is equivalent to 120 years old, but your cultivation is only at the early stage of the psychic realm."

"Although most monks in the psychic realm can live to be three hundred years old, if they cannot break through the ground bridge realm at the age of 240, then the hope of breaking through in the future is basically cut off. What's more, with your kid using the Sumeru ring Compared with the frequency of the Resurrection Spring, I don’t think there is any need to wait until the age of 240, and in another fifty years or so, the life essence should be exhausted.”

Nan Qiuci listened solemnly, and replied after a while: "I know you are reminding me, and I will take it easy in the future. But if there is a chance to obtain those materials, I will still do it without hesitation. Although Yuan Ming is convinced After turning back to Shengdan for three turns, the physical body can be preserved for a hundred years, but if I don't hurry up, the 100 years will pass by in a hurry."

The person in the ring snorted coldly: "Do whatever you want, anyway, if you have cultivated the Dao of Infatuation, Shi Yuanming can't get over this hurdle, and you don't have to count on the Dao, it's all your own fault."

As he said that, he suddenly remembered something, and quickly reminded him: "Although this Sumeru ring is a magic tool for running away, it occasionally fails. If it happens again like the Compliance Institute, your little life will be over. So , this time at the front line of the mask, you must be fully prepared..."

Nan Qiuci's ears were really getting callused, and he said helplessly, "I know, I know..."

……

In the dark corridor, Bu Er shrank back and hid himself in front of a huge Snow Clan man.

He was a little flustered.

As many aliens were assigned to the battlefield and left one by one, the aliens who were originally placed in other caves also entered this corridor in batches.

Just now, he turned his head inadvertently once, just in time to see Lan Ye walking in slowly, followed by Lan Hu'er.

He was so scared that he quickly turned around and covered his figure.

I couldn't stop thinking in my heart: "It's really a narrow road for Yuanjia, but I just met here!"

He also thought about it, if the witch came out from the gate after a while, she might inevitably meet the blue fox head-on, and if she showed her flaws, it would be a big disaster.

How to deal with it?

He was thinking hard, when suddenly there was a strong vibration in his arms, so he quickly reached in and took out the Bi Fei bloodline talisman, the red glow shining brightly.

"Bi Fei's blood?"

He couldn't help but let out a low cry, and subconsciously wanted to look back to see who came in this corridor, and who was more likely to be the target.

Just as he turned around, he remembered that Lan Hu'er was standing coldly not far behind him.

"It's really not the time..."

He was scratching his ears and cheeks when the bloodline talisman shook violently, then calmed down again the next moment, and the red glow stopped flickering.

What's going on here?

Could it be that that person can hide Bi Fei's blood?Or, he just left the sensing range of the bloodline talisman?
Just as he was thinking, the door in front of him creaked open.

He suddenly remembered that the witch was about to come out, and his nerves immediately tensed up.

The next moment, a Snow Essence guard walked out of the gate, followed by a broad figure more than ten feet tall, who couldn't recognize which clan, blocking the bystanders behind him tightly.

He was overjoyed immediately, and stared closely behind the broad figure.

After a few steps, the witch came out with a gloomy expression.

When she passed by him, Bu Er quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her whole body over.

The witch was obviously taken aback, and caught off guard, she rushed to his side and stood next to him, her face as white as jade was flushed, she turned her head and glared at him, and said angrily:

"What are you doing? Let me go."

"Be quiet..." Buer hissed, and quickly let go of his hand: "Don't look behind, the blue fox is here!"

The witch was so close to Bu Er, her heart was beating hard, she hurriedly took a step forward, and replied: "What are you panicking, our looks have changed drastically, and I have covered up the yellow horns again, just calm down, she Mostly unrecognizable."

After all, he said in a cold voice: "The situation has changed. I was selected to the charge position. I am afraid that I will not be able to protect myself in the future, and I don't have time to think about the critical spring. You can ask for blessings."

Charge position?Isn't that going to rush into the snow beast herd to fight?
Bu Er was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "How is it possible? Wouldn't it be equivalent to sending you to the stormtroopers to die? What do these snow elves think?"

The witch replied: "The middle-level mage of the Snow Elves said that my talent is suitable for assault warfare, and the assault team is short of manpower, so they sent me there. They also said that there is a way to help me restore my cultivation for a period of time."

Speaking of this, his face became serious, and he sneered, "But I guess, their methods may have a lot of negative effects. Hmph, can I be manipulated at will?"

Just as they were talking, the snow spirit guard who was walking in the front shouted: "The battle on the front line is critical, please hurry up!"

After hearing this, the witch turned around and wanted to leave.

Fu Er subconsciously pulled her sleeve, but didn't know what to say, so he choked out two words: "Wait a minute."

The witch seemed to understand his intention: "Let go, I'm urging you."

Suddenly raised his head, his cold face that lasted for many days melted slightly, and he replied indifferently: "Don't worry, I have my own way to save my life."

As he said that, he pulled out his sleeves from his hands, and walked towards the end of the corridor without looking back.

When passing by Lan Hu'er, he glanced at her lightly, showing a little jealousy because of her beautiful appearance, and then strode away.

Relying on the cover of the huge body of the Snow Clan behind him, Buer exposed half of his head, watched her figure fade away, and thought to himself: "On the battlefield, everything changes rapidly, and there is no sign of fatal danger. Where did you come up with the unique skill to save your life?"

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the shouts of the Snow Elves guards:
"The next batch comes in!"

Bu Er turned around and walked into the gate, and saw a small open hall inside the gate. In the center stood three middle-level mages of the Snow Elves standing side by side, with a transparent ball floating in front of each of them.

One of them waved at him:
"Come here and put your hands on the crystal ball."

After a little hesitation, Bu Er walked over and covered him to do what he said.

The middle-level mage also put his hands on the crystal ball and chanted a spell.

Immediately, Buer felt his heart beating wildly, his whole body was spurting out, his whole body trembled, and a lot of mana was poured into the crystal ball involuntarily.

The crystal ball immediately burst into white light, shining brightly.

He hurriedly wanted to withdraw his hands, but found that the suction of the crystal ball suddenly increased. The more he wanted to withdraw, the more firmly his hands were sucked.

After a while, the white glow gradually faded, and the adsorption force from the crystal ball also disappeared suddenly.

Sweating all over his body, he slowly retracted his hand, checked his spiritual consciousness, and found that more than one-third of his mana had been sucked away in this short period of time.

Looking at the surface of the crystal ball again, three moving cracks appeared out of thin air, dividing the entire sphere into three colors: black, white, and brown.Moreover, these cracks are still moving, and the size of the area occupied by the three colors is also changing...

The middle-level mage opened his mouth, and was immediately stunned, with a puzzled look on his face:

"What does it mean?"

……

months later.

late at night.

Inside the huge green mask, on the branch of a nearby big tree, the witch paced back and forth by herself, with an anxious expression on her face.

He suddenly raised his head and looked out of the mask.

The sky was pitch black, and the overwhelming tide of snow beasts disappeared.

It seems that because of the successive months of attacks, these crazy snow beasts also showed fatigue, scattered outside the light shield, and temporarily stopped their offensive.

But it can also be inferred from this that these snow beasts seem to have plans to set up camp outside the vast forest for a long time.

She sighed, when is the end?
Fortunately, with her current location, she is still very safe, so there is no need to worry about being in danger for the time being.

From this, I can't help but think of the scene a few months ago:
After being selected into the stormtrooper, she was about to go to the battlefield with several aliens who were selected as the stormtrooper.

A guard captain of the Snow Elves is mobilizing: "Everyone, the main force of the stormtroopers are all soldiers of our Snow Elves. You are just supporting, so you just need to cooperate well. If you don't want to charge, please leave The domain of my Snow Elves. We Snow Elves did not use our own blood to protect everyone in vain!"

This is simply a joke, there are fierce waves of snow beasts outside, wouldn't they die faster if they go out?
If you want to resist, you have no chance. There are mages and warriors of the Snow Elves everywhere.

Just when the atmosphere was so dull, a guard of the Snow Elves suddenly came and took her away, and said that the supervisor of the induction room had transferred her to the back office, and she needed to report as soon as possible.

When I asked the guard what was going on, the other party only said that the chief manager suddenly changed the arrangement, and no one knew the reason.

Although the witch was very puzzled, she was naturally very happy to accept this arrangement.

So, he became a member of the logistics supply line, delivering spiritual food and supplies every day.

Although it is unavoidable to run around, it is a bit bitter and tiring, but fortunately, there is no need to worry about life.

At this time, looking back, it was indeed necessary for the Tree Palace to recruit all the aliens in the vast forest to the front line.

First, it can replenish combat power; second, most of the Snow Elves' combat power is transferred to the battlefield, and there will inevitably be emptiness in the vast forest. If these aliens do things, then the backyard will be set on fire.

It's a pity that after she went to the logistics position, she lost contact with Wei Buer, and she didn't know which position he was assigned to.

In the beginning, she deliberately ignored it because of the previous incident.

I guessed that Wei Buer probably went to a long-range attack position, and after staying for a few days, he would always find a way to find himself.

Unexpectedly, there was no news of Wei Buer for half a month.

Where did this person go?

She thought about it wildly, and the more she thought about it, the more anxious she became.

After waiting for a few more days, I finally couldn't sit still.

Tried to find out about Wei Buer's whereabouts, and asked around, but no one knew.

As a result, my heart became even heavier, but I never dared to think about the worst outcome,

So, when she was transporting supplies, she would ask wherever she went to see if anyone had seen a human man.

Along the way, I happened to be at a certain long-range attack position, and I really saw a human man, and ran over excitedly, and even called out Wei Buer's name, only to realize that I had identified the wrong person.

I was going to search all over the mask, and finally found out that there was a human man on the western front of the mask, who seemed to be selected for the stormtroopers.

According to the insider, the western front was originally the area where the snow beast's fierce attack was the most fierce, and those who were selected to charge the western front would die in all likelihood.

The assault fighters in the same team as the human man had already killed five waves and changed hundreds of faces.

But it's also weird, that human race man is still alive and well.However, there were several times where he almost lost his life.

Just one time last month, the Snow Beast's ominous attack was extremely ferocious. Dozens of stormtroopers were wiped out on the entire western front. Everyone thought that no one would be spared.

But this human race man escaped from death miraculously.

The witch was terrified when she heard it, and immediately guessed that this person must be Wei Buer.

While he was slightly relieved, he cursed in his heart: Why are you working so hard!
After thinking about it, I immediately asked someone to send a message to Bu Er, and made an appointment to meet here tonight.

At this moment, the agreed time has passed, but Wei Buer is still nowhere to be seen.

While anxious, I couldn't help but think wildly:
Didn't the entrusted person deliver the message?
Or is there another war on the Western Front?
Or, he was seriously injured and it was inconvenient to come here?

or……

While pondering and waiting anxiously, he suddenly saw a slightly tired familiar figure in the forest road not far away, escaping hurriedly with the wind...

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