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"According to the rumored level, dealing with this monster will definitely require constant trial and error. The first time it is concerned, a special A-level team will be sent." Wang Siyan said as if he could see through Zhou Ming's thoughts.

"It needs some preparations. If you really want to fight with Jiutun Boy, then Boy An Gangqie must have it." Zhou Ming said.

The weapon with the highest level of curse power he currently has is his own ice blade.

The weapon with the highest level of curse power in Wang Siyan's hand was the Transcendent A Grade short knife in exchange for the Ripper's scalpel.

Jiu Tun Boy is this weird, Transcendent A Grade is only the bottom line, it can only be high or low, no matter whether it is a spell or a spell tool, they have no absolute certainty that it will cause effective damage to the other party.

The only hope was one of the five swords in the world, the boy An Tsunaki in Genyomitsu's hand, and the samurai sword that was rumored to kill Shuton.

They have to go back and get the boy An Tsunaki from Yuan Laiguang's hands!

…

Soon after Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan left, ten people dressed in black and ninja-like walked out of the Fang Fang.

They are male and female, tall and short. From the appearance, some of them have very weird limbs.

Each of them covered their faces, showing only a pair of eyes in the dark, with firm eyes.

"Captain, since we are going to pass the palace of Jiutun, crusade against Jiutun is inevitable. Should we go down the mountain and get the boy An Tsunaki?"

"Of course, we must hurry up. Your son's time is running out." The leading man asked in a hoarse voice.

He looked at the tall man like a mountain behind him, and asked, "Is the son okay?"

"The son is very quiet." The mountain-like man turned his head and glanced at the iron box behind him, and said slowly.

At the same time, in the woods in front of No Return Square, at the top of a tree, a slick ghost stood in the sky, and its spacious sleeves were flying fiercely in the wind.

There was nothing under his feet, and only with the help of the dim moonlight could you see the faint fluorescent flicker, which was a transparent spider web spreading out in all directions.

Next to him was a young woman standing dignifiedly. It was the proprietor of the non-returning workshop, bride Luo, Yingzi.

"Ying Ziyou, I didn't expect them to come out so soon, do you think they can win?"

"With all due respect, I don't think they have any chance of winning at all. In front of Lord Jiu Tun, these people are not even ants."

"I'm not talking about Jiu Tun, but the two before."

Yingzi was taken aback, reacted, pondered for a while, and shook her head: "I don't know, but isn't their goal all to defeat Lord Jiu Tun? Why do you ask such a question."

"There is only one heart demon stone, and the boy An Tsunaki has only one, and the owner of one thing can only have one."

After speaking, the slippery ghost turned and looked at the bottom of the Nanshan Mountain. Through a vague barrier, he saw the burning village, where the fire was blazing into the sky.

"Something interesting seems to have happened, go and see."

…

Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan walked all the way down the mountain. After some time, he seemed to have passed through a special barrier.

At this moment, he knew that he had returned to the human world from the world of demons.

"Is this the exit?"

Zhou Ming walked back a few steps curiously, but did not enter the barrier again.

Now he knew that the key element needed to enter the world of demons was time, and to escape from the world of demons was related to space.

Wang Siyan was playing with a short knife in his hand, and walked down the mountain carelessly.

Suddenly, her short knife fell to the ground.

Wang Siyan stopped and looked at the short knife on the ground in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ming noticed Wang Siyan's strangeness.

Wang Siyan leaned over, picked up the short knife, and tossed it several times.

"I feel it seems to be a little slower just now." Wang Siyan said.

"It's an illusion." Zhou Ming hit the opponent without hesitation.

Although Wang Siyan's diligent practice deserves encouragement, the fusion of fantasy is after all an extremely difficult technique for turning imagination into reality. How can one suddenly practice it after a few days of practice.

However, Zhou Ming feels that Wang Siyan is in a very good state. Although she is a bit self-deceiving, Teacher Crow's notes also write that the key point of fantasy fusion is to treat false things as reality, and then continue to strengthen, and finally believe that it is true, with the help of spell tools. now.

"But it may indeed slow down a little bit. If you continue to practice, you should gradually find your hand." Zhou Ming encouraged perfunctorily.

Wang Siyan was stunned for a moment, put the short knife behind him, then took out a small dart, concentrated, and threw it a few more times.

Then, she suddenly yelled: "Look at you! Did you see it? It just slowed down a bit!"

Zhou Ming pulled Wang Siyan into the moonlight and observed it several times, and found that the falling speed of the small dart did not change.

Zhou Ming looked up at Wang Siyan. Wang Siyan seemed to feel a little embarrassed and shrugged awkwardly: "This...it depends on the feel, but it really slowed down just now!"

"Well, Wang Tiancai, I will watch it when you are successful in your cultivation. Let’s focus on the battle later. I don’t know what Yuan Laiguang’s true strength is, but last time he Killing a conjurer with a single blow is a conclusive fact."

"Don't worry, I am best at hand-to-hand combat." Wang Siyan said with a grin.

While speaking, Wang Siyan patted Zhou Ming's **** vigorously, walked over his neck, and said to his ear: "I will show you all kinds of superb fighting postures every night!"

"Don't... don't make trouble." Zhou Ming pulled on his scarf, his entire face flushed like a monkey's ass.

"The relationship between you and Siyan is getting better and better. I am also very happy to see you like this." Ping Xingyue's voice suddenly sounded around him, Zhou Ming's body stiffened, and his pupils suddenly dilated.

"It's been a long time since I saw Xiao Ming." There was a hint of helplessness in Ping Xingyue's voice.

Zhou Ming frowned and replied in his heart: "Sister Xingyue, I don't want to correct the world anymore, and I don't want to be the original owner. I am me, a person who grew up in a normal world and a peaceful society, but was involved for no reason. Zhou Ming here is nothing more. ’

"I know... I know all, I know what you think in your heart, so I haven't appeared for so long." Ping Xingyue said, "But just now, when you never returned to the shop, you still thought of Sanyang Village. , Are you very confused? In fact, you still want to correct the world."

'Do not! I do not want! ’

"I think you are..."

'I do not want! ’

Ping Xingyue was silent.

Zhou Ming was beside Wang Siyan, UU reading www.uukanshu.com pretended to walk calmly, and at the same time replied in his heart:

‘Now I just want to live a good life with Siyan, I will find you, no, I will find the real sister Xingyue, and then we will live like ordinary people.

‘Save the world and correct mistakes. This is not for me at all, and is it useful for me alone?

‘There are too many people in this world who are stronger than me. The other me just wants to correct this world, right? But how is he now? …A person’s ability is far from enough. If he insists on his own way, he will only fall into the abyss and even fall into the cage of self-thinking.

‘I don’t want much, I only have a small wish. Even though I lost my normal life because of that guy’s willfulness, but now as long as I have thoughts, Zhang Wei, and mom and dad, that’s enough.

‘I don’t need much strength, just enough to protect the people around me.

‘Sister Xingyue... You have a connection with the real Sister Xingyue that I don’t know about, right? If you really want to help me, help me find you. ’

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