Yuanshin: My Light Novel Looks Cry Keqing

A drop of cold sweat trickled down Zhe Ping's forehead. Fortunately, there was no trap.

Then the floor under Han Chen's feet disappeared in an instant, and fell down without any warning.

Han Chen: "?"

You are arrogant, you smash the door and I eat the trap, so it's none of my business!

Ying's expression changed slightly, but she wasn't too worried. After all, Han Chen was also an immortal who could go to heaven, so no mere trap could trap him.

After about 20 seconds of free fall, it finally reached the bottom.

The corners of Han Chen's eyes twitched slightly. Looking at the wide underground river in front of him, he fell into deep thought. What the hell is this place?

He floated on the river with the power of yin and yang on his feet, with a complicated expression, mainly because this place is a map outside the main line.

There has never been such a weird place in the main line of the original god.

Han Chen suddenly felt a little uneasy. This script was a bit too deliberate, as if he couldn't be allowed to participate in the next plot.

He once felt this kind of ominous omen in Kanria, which was a punishment for changing the world line.

Han Chen frowned tightly, and the power of yin and yang burst out and rushed upwards.

"when--"

A faint blue film appeared on top of his head, and Han Chen's terrifying impact was completely absorbed by the film, disappearing like a mud cow falling into the sea.

Han Chen frowned slightly. What the hell is this thing?

The white sword bloomed brazenly, instantly lighting up the pitch-black underground cavern, bursting out with the intention of soaring into the sky.

Han Chen slashed out in midair with the white sword in his hand, and the violent force leaned on the membrane above his head, but a trace of strange softness dissipated all the power of the white sword.

The film in front of him became more and more weird, and Han Chen slowly fell back above the underground river. The previous power was somewhat familiar, and it was soft, which was very similar to the power of Yin.

He looked up at the endless underground river, and clicked his tongue softly, "It seems that he is going to force me to keep the appointment, so let's see who it is."

Han Chen flew over the river suddenly, leaving water marks everywhere he passed.

overhead.

Ying stepped hard on the ground where Han Chen disappeared, a little worried, "He won't... be buried, right?" Now the walnut business was taken away, thanks to which she left a lot for Han Chen. What about discounts?

Paimeng looked around and found that there were fools and soldiers approaching. He said anxiously, "Ying, trust Han Chen, he will be fine!"

Zhe Ping nodded slightly, raised his spear, "Let's move on, Han Chen will definitely follow."

Ying finally smashed the barren star on the floor, but found that there was still no other way, so she had to give up for now, after all, she also believed that Han Chen would be fine.

That's the majestic Lingxiao Taiji True Monarch, it will definitely be fine.

Ying raised her samurai sword with firm eyes, she will stop all this.

"go ahead!"

Ying turned around and rushed to the road beside her. The oncoming fools gathered their fists of the wind, and a blue storm erupted instantly.

"Evil eyes... are definitely not the right power."

Ying firmly raised the samurai sword, and a clear hurricane swept out along the blade, "Let's go with the wind!"

The violent wind fist broke up in an instant, Ying's wind became firmer and more sincere, it was the power from the soul.

Something seemed to flash in Zheping's eyes, and it turned out that this was the real strength.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood weakly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. It seemed that he had exercised too much, and his body seemed to be reaching its limit.

But this is also very good, it should be something to be happy about being able to die in the battlefield.

As if some kind of will enveloped Zheping somewhere, the young man's body became weaker and weaker, and he coughed violently.

Ying cut off the gust of wind in front of her with a knife, and kicked the fool's soldiers down. If Han Chen were here, he would probably think of the Valkyrie in Norse mythology.

Probably the only thing that is missing is a white horse that is a steed. It is a pity that Paimon can't become a white horse, otherwise the picture must be very beautiful.

If Ying becomes a certain god, it would be embarrassing if the dependent is a flying pet who can only shout 666.

There is a little Paimon sandwiched between Twarin, Ruo Tuo, and Yae Shenzi. This picture is very beautiful when you think about it.

Ying kicked open the side gate, carrying a samurai sword like a robber, "Hand over Gouyu!"

The fools in the room looked at each other for a second, then roared angrily and raised their weapons, calling out to all the blister ice fog muskets.

A gouyu was quietly suspended in the shrine in the center, and Ying snorted softly, if that's the case, then she'll go and get it herself!

Zhe Ping frowned as soon as he entered the door. There was a strange atmosphere here, and there were a lot of crystallized bone marrow piled up all around.

"Thunder, explode!"

Ying calmly raised the long knife, and a violent thunder erupted from the tip of the knife. The violent thunder element reshuffled all the element shocks in the room.

The idiots holding the water guns were stunned to find that the water bubbles had all burst, extinguishing the flaming bullets in the air, and the ice mist was blown away by the thunder.

At this moment, Ying came down like a queen of elements, the cherry red knife light flashed, and the three fools slowly fell to the ground.

Ying gently took out the Gouyu from the altar, her red lips pursed tightly.

She believed that Han Chen would arrive at the end, so all that needed to be done was to open the door.

Chapter 116 Carrot, kill him

Bone-piercing cold flowers bloom on both sides of the underground river, exuding a crystal clear cold light. In this environment, there are actually fireflies flying around.

Han Chen frowned slightly, and felt a familiar chill. He had felt a similar breath not long ago when he was hunted down by the queen.

The underground river at the end of the field of vision began to be covered with solid ice, and the river water began to stop flowing.

Han Chen stepped on the ice on the ground and found that it was unexpectedly firm. At the end of the ice road, there could be faintly visible candle-like light spots.

It was a wooden door, and the corners of Han Chen's eyes twitched slightly. It would make sense for this thing to appear in a coffee shop or something.

So why is there a door at the end of the underground river?

There was even a doorbell.

The corners of Han Chen's eyes twitched slightly, he carefully pulled out the white sword, and then rang the doorbell.

The rather rock music suddenly sounded, are you sure this thing is used as a doorbell?

"Squeak."

Unlike the extreme cold outside the door, there was a warm breath coming from inside the door. A little robot bowed slightly and said, "Welcome, come, please come in."

It was like a wasteland novel suddenly jumping into a steampunk novel. Han Chen was a little stunned by the jump in style of painting. One second he was struggling to explore the underground river, and the next second he was sitting in a cafe.

"Cuckoo cuckoo~"

There is a steam bird clock hanging on the opposite wall, and a cuckoo steam bird will pop up every hour, and steam will pop up.

"What is this place?"

Han Chen glanced around. The coffee on the counter was still steaming, and the skin of the sandwich was still crispy, but he didn't see anyone.

"Master, don't like it, make peace, outsider, meet."

The little robot explained after a while: "If you have something to do, you can use this to communicate."

It lifted a rough tablet with a robotic hand and handed it to Han Chen.

Han Chen was a little tired listening to this thing talk, but he was still a little confused. Is it a bit outrageous that Tivat can still have a tablet?

Although the tablet in his hand looked like a rough screen that could do nothing but type, it was enough to surprise Han Chen.

There is such a person in the underground, and he is a social terror?

【I remember you】

[Both the lady and the skirmisher have told me]

【qaq】

A few fonts popped up on the tablet, and finally even put on a cute kaomoji.

But Han Chen's pupils flashed a serious look for an instant. The lady and the stragglers, that is to say, the other side of the tablet is also the executive officer of fools.

But how could Inazuma have a third executive officer?

Han Chen suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and quickly typed on the tablet: [You are the executive officer of fools, why are you here? 】

This is not in line with the main line, or it is a foreshadowing that he did not know, but it is more likely to be some kind of punishment, which also means that Ying and Zheping above will encounter a fatal threat.

And this threat is enough to make Zhe Ping return to the original ending, so Han Chen must be ruled out as an accidental factor, even sending an executive-level enemy.

Han Chen frowned, feeling some kind of coercion...it was the weight of the will of the world.

If the ending of the world line is changed arbitrarily, he will be punished more severely. Han Chen will be greeted by the weird executive officers in front of him, and Zhe Ping and Ying will naturally be greeted by stragglers.

【...】

【I've been here all the time】

【Obviously you broke in first】

【(?﹏?)】

The corners of Han Chen's eyes twitched slightly. For some reason, he always felt that he had done something wrong.

【Come out and talk first, or you can tell me how to get out, I also fell down by accident】

Han Chen sat on the high stool outside the counter while typing, and immediately raised his brows slightly, "Uh, how are you...?"

The petite girl leaning against the inside of the counter trembled suddenly, with an expression like she was about to cry, and hurriedly picked up the tablet to cover her face.

The little robot translated in time: "Master, the meaning is, stay away from her."

"I just want to ask how to leave..." Han Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, and the white sword in his right hand was cut out instantly.

Hundreds of sharp grass needles were swept away.

The girl revealed an emerald green pupil, flickering with fear, "Please don't... come near me!"

The earth seemed to sense the girl's anger, thick and thick vines burst out of the ground, and the terrifying poisonous thorns shone coldly.

Bright cornflowers bloom on the thorns, and the room instantly becomes a hotbed of flowers.

Han Chen was in no mood to appreciate the beauty at this moment. Every plant here was poisonous, and the delicate flowers were also blooms that symbolized death.

Sure enough, executive officers of fools cannot guess their strength from their appearance!

The distance between the girl and Han Chen was instantly separated by tens of meters. The thick vines and thorns filled the gap, and the snow-white hair swayed slightly among the emerald greens.

Han Chen tossed and moved between the plants with difficulty. Although the white sword could cut off a large area of ​​vines, the growth speed of the plants faintly exceeded the cutting speed.

More and more cornflowers are in full bloom, and the light blue flowers spread mist and fragrance.

The vines and thorns quickly entangled and merged in the mist, and a terrifying plant giant appeared in front of Han Chen, and the ground began to tremble violently just after taking a step.

The whole room exploded in an instant, the plant giant slowly smashed down its terrifying right fist, countless thorns sprang out sharp blades.

The little robot from before appeared above the giant's head, and the pupils of the robot glowed red.

"Clear, mode, on."

Han Chen couldn't help the corners of his eyes twitching wildly, and his figure jumped up into the sky, "Tai Chi produces Liang Yi!"

The blooming of yin and yang temporarily helped Han Chen resist the tendency of punching down with his right fist, but it was only a temporary expedient measure.

"If you have something to say, I'm really lost!"

Han Chen is numb, he is obviously the victim, "Bai Jian, soar to the sky!"

The sword of Yunding slashed out, and the violent breath cut the giant's right fist in an instant, but just like the vines before... No matter how huge the wound Han Chen created, the giant in front of him could see it with naked eyes. Visible speed quickly repairs itself.

Han Chen was not afraid of being tough, but he had no choice but to use the white sword to clean up the growing thorns around him.

The girl not far away slowly stepped up to the sky, under her feet there were continuous steps made of vines and thorns, and her silver-white hair was blowing gently in midair.

She boarded the Throne of Thorns in mid-air, a trace of cold killing intent rippling in the depths of her emerald green eyes, and her small, white index finger was slowly raised.

"Carrot, kill him."

"Buzz."

The plant giant known as the radish made a dull sound, and then swung its arms violently. The entire underground river was shaking violently, and debris fell from time to time.