Little Lord's Dark Castle

Chapter 219

"puff"!
The sudden appearance of the rejection post completely stunned Chu Xin.

The scene that happened to Guo Si not long ago was completely replicated on him.

The opponent also has the ability to set up horse rejection posts?
The horse lost control, and Chu Xin, who was in a panic, had no time to think about it. He kicked on the horse and quickly rolled towards the open space beside him.

Vaguely, Chu Xin felt as if he had bumped into something in the shape of a barrel. Accompanied by a huge roar, burning pain swept across his body instantly.

Regaining consciousness again, he realized that he was resurrected.

The barrel-like thing just now seemed to have exploded, and he seemed to be directly killed by the blast.

On the opposite side, there was still the smiling scribe, facing Ci He, with no trace of sinister and cunning on his face.

Didn't even see the opponent make a move, so he died once?
Chu Xin was a little more vigilant. The opponent seemed to have the ability to set up hidden traps. The wooden barrel should most likely be an item similar to a landmine, and it would explode immediately when touched.

He didn't have any ability to perceive these traps. If the scribe had the ability to continuously set up powerful traps, he wouldn't be able to walk to the opposite side no matter how long he had eight legs.

Whether it is a trap item with a limited quantity, or a special ability with other restrictions, Chu Xin doesn't know yet, he can only continue to explore.

This is his first resurrection this round, and he still has nine chances to try.

Due to the invisible traps on the battlefield, Chu Xin did not attack rashly, but chose a more conservative way to move forward slowly.

He couldn't detect how many traps there were on the battlefield, but considering how he had set up the traps before, these traps should have the same disadvantages.

That is, after the arrangement, it cannot be moved, so when it is arranged, it is necessary to predict the opponent's position in advance.

Chu Xin chose to be close to the edge of the battlefield, and moved randomly on the battlefield with a relatively casual pace, approaching the scribes.

As long as he himself can't predict his own pace, then the other party can't predict it either.

As Chu Xin gradually approached, the scribe never made a move. He just watched him approach without any sign of panic.

The other party still had a smile on his face, and the more Chu Xin looked at it, the more he felt that he seemed to be mocking himself, but it was a pity that he didn't have a bow and arrow in his hand, otherwise he would have to give him a few arrows to try.

Soon, he encountered a hidden horse refusal post and suffered no harm.

The lethality of the horse-rejecting post is a backstab, and its power depends on the speed at which you hit it. If the speed is not fast, its lethality will be infinitely reduced.

Chu Xin felt a little relieved. Before he knew it, he had already crossed half of the battlefield. According to this progress, he would soon be able to get close to that scribe.

While thinking about it in his heart, suddenly, he felt that the long knife he used to explore the way seemed to touch something.

"Pong"!
Very good, the familiar formula, the familiar feeling, and the terrifying explosive power of the barrel trap brought Chu Xin back to the other side of the battlefield in an instant.

Die again!

Chu Xin was not in a hurry to act. He frowned and thought for a while. This kind of wooden barrel would explode as soon as it touched it, and there was no chance of reaction.

The normal way of exploration is not advisable, not only is the speed slow, but the other party seems to have corresponding means to make him touch the trap.

His eyes patrolled for a while, and suddenly, Chu Xin's eyes lit up.

On the battlefield, the horse that belonged to him was quietly staying by his side, not only this horse, but the three horses that belonged to Hua Xiong, Li Jue and Guo Si also stayed on the battlefield, and they were beside him. Not far away.

These war horses made him think of a new method. Chu Xin gathered the four war horses together, and then pulled out one of them.

next moment!
"Hissing", the war horse neighed in pain, and ran out like crazy, with blood dripping from the tail.

Chu Xin looked at the blood on the knife, and then looked at the remaining three heads.

One by one, the four horses rushed into the battlefield like mine detection machines.

Accompanied by several roars, there was only one horse left on the battlefield still scurrying around, but it did not trigger any traps.

Of the three horses that died, two died from the explosion, and one was hung on the horse rejection post. As for the last one, he didn't encounter any traps until he was exhausted from running.

One invisible horse-repelling post and two gunpowder barrels. This is likely to be the total number of traps on the battlefield. Even if there are remaining traps, the number is unlikely to be many.

Chu Xin settled down a little, and stepped into the battlefield with his search. The paths he took were basically the paths explored by war horses.

At this time, the smiling scribe finally made a new move.

There was a burst of thunder, and the scribe waved his crane feather fan, calling out a thundercloud on the battlefield.

But what Chu Xin noticed first was not the thundercloud, but the horse-repelling post that suddenly appeared not far in front of him.

The refusal horse pile suddenly changed from invisible to visible, and stood in front of him. After a brief accident, Chu Xin looked at the thundercloud in the sky again, and felt a little more clear in his heart.

He vaguely understood why the scribe stayed where he was in the first place and didn't make any moves.

All the traps and invisibility state are added by this scribe. As a price, he cannot perform any other actions during the continuous operation.

"Boom"!
The thunder surged, interrupting Chu Xin's continued thinking, and the thunderclouds in the sky showed their power.

Its first target was not Chu Xin who was galloping towards him, but the war horse that gradually calmed down.

War horse means speed, and the scribe did this to abolish Chu Xin's chance to quickly approach him.

"The thinking is very clear!" Chu Xin glanced at the scorched horse corpse, and his steps suddenly accelerated, while avoiding the lightning that fell from the sky, he rushed towards the scholar at high speed.

Get close, get close!
This was the only thought in Chu Xin's mind. He believed that as long as he got close to him, he would be able to deal with him in minutes.

At this time, a strong wind suddenly blew up on the battlefield, flying sand and rocks, and the hazy wind and sand covered his sight and blocked his perception at the same time.

This kind of wind has a feeling similar to the evil wind of the Yellow Turban sorcerer.

In the strong wind, Chu Xin lost his bearings on the battlefield and could only run forward by feeling.

If it was Chu Xin in reality, he would be able to solve the situation in front of him with his own spiritual perception, but a reckless man like Pan Feng would have no means at all to face the barrier of scribes' perception.

But he didn't panic at all. With the example of a yellow scarf magician under his hand, Chu Xin knew that this type of spell consumes a lot. He only needs to withstand Leiyun's attack. Sooner or later, the opponent will dissipate because he can't support it. spell.

After a while, the strong wind subsided.

"Huh?" Chu Xin scanned the battlefield, and many question marks appeared.

The scribes who had been smiling on the battlefield had disappeared, including the thunderclouds in the sky, which had also completely dissipated.

"Ran?"

Chu Xin was a little dazed, but the situation seemed to be a little bit wrong. According to the mode of brave duel, only those who were carried down on the battlefield could not escape.

He thought of the opponent's ability to hide traps at the beginning. Did this guy hide himself?
Good guy, the ability of this scribe is no ordinary tortoise.

In terms of character compatibility, Chu Xin guessed that the guy in front of him was most likely Jia Xu, an old tortoise.

The guy who is the best at fighting for his life in the Three Kingdoms, he was tottering in the troubled times, but he was able to retreat in the end.

After the scribe hid, only the sound of Chu Xin's own breathing could be heard on the battlefield.

He searched bit by bit for traces of the battlefield where the scribe stayed, but he still couldn't find him.

Chu Xin didn't have any range ability, so it was difficult to force out this old tortoise hiding in the dark. He had no way to break the situation in front of him.

For a while, the situation became a little weird.

There will be no referees in this brave duel, and no one will blow the whistle to warn of passive competition. If Chu Xin can't think of a suitable way, Chu Xin can only compete with this old turtle.

The more frightening thing is that there is no withdrawal item in the brave duel. If the opponent wants to wear it down, Chu Xin can only accompany him.

Speechless is not enough to describe his mood at the moment, this kind of negative attitude towards the game, do you call this a brave duel?
They don't care about winning or losing at all, they only care about their own life and death. After finding out that the situation is wrong, the trap is swept away, and the thunder can't kill Chu Xin, he resolutely hides and fights for his life.

A breeze blew across the battlefield, setting off a gust of sand.

Chu Xin squinted his eyes, staring blankly at the wind and sand for a while, and thought of a stupid way.

Wu Fu's strength is astonishing, so he chose to stir up the entire battlefield, constantly raising wind and sand, and letting the dust spread all over here.

The space on the battlefield is not particularly large. It may be difficult for ordinary people to do this, but as a strong martial artist, it is not difficult to do this.

Soon, a large amount of dust filled the entire battlefield. With the help of the smoke and dust lingering in the entire space, Chu Xin finally vaguely saw the silhouette of the opponent in an unexpected place.

This man actually squatted on the only remaining horse rejection post!

The strong wind picked up again, and in a blink of an eye, the figure who had just walked a few steps away disappeared on the horse rejection post.

But this time, his figure could no longer be hidden. The strong wind only made the smoke and dust on the battlefield thicker. Under Chu Xin's pursuit, the scribes could not avoid it.

"Let you hide, let you hide!"

Chu Xin roared wildly, punching one after another, hammering the scribe to the ground.

"Reminder, you have killed Jia Xu, optional rewards: extract a skill from the opponent; enhance your own attributes by 50%; get a special item."

Good guy, it's really Jia Xu.

Chu Xin complained a few words about this guy, turned his attention to the reward, and after a moment of thought, he chose the attribute.

Well, there is no way, it is too much.

Moreover, he now has a full seven chances of being resurrected, so there is every chance for him to slowly adapt to the enhanced 50% attribute.

A new general appears, this is the final boss, as long as he is killed, the battle of Sishui Pass will be considered complete.

Chu Xin glanced at the weapon in the opponent's hand from a distance, and it turned out that it was not the highly recognizable Fang Tian Huaji. In other words, the one in front of him was not Lu Bu.

"If a certain sword does not kill an unknown person, he will report his life!"

"Zhang Liao, Zhang Wenyuan!"

Good guy, the mighty Zhang Babai in Xiaoyaojin, the image of Zhang Liao in Chu Xin's mind was immediately connected with the bright-eyed general in front of him.

He was a little surprised that the final enemy was Zhang Liao and not Lu Bu.

But this order of appearance didn't take Xiliang Army's official position into consideration at all. Well, Jia Xu has come out, and Zhang Liao is nothing.

Still habitually dismounting and provoking, Zhang Liao readily accepted the invitation. He was considered a general with martial arts ethics, and he was unwilling to bully Chu Xin who had no horse.

With an inflated strength, Chu Xin raised his sword and went up to fight.

As soon as he fought Zhang Liao, he sensed something was wrong.

Zhang Liao's attacks were completely different from those of the fierce Xiliang men before, with delicate moves and impeccable moves.

Chu Xin only missed a flaw, and the opponent quickly seized the opportunity and completely suppressed it.

Until his death, Chu Xin had no chance to touch the corner of the other party's clothes.

His attributes at this moment are actually not weaker than Zhang Liao, but in terms of fighting skills, there is a huge difference.

Resurrected one after another, Chu Xin fell at Zhang Liao's feet one after another, and fought against him. There should be no distraction in the battle, as long as there is a small mistake, it will be continuously enlarged, and there will be no chance of comeback in the end.

Although in reality, Chu Xin had already been able to fight the panda martial artist evenly, but facing Zhang Liao, he couldn't find any point to fight back.

The opponent in front of him was like an impeccable circle, he couldn't find any chance to strike.

The seven resurrections were a lot, and Chu Xin fought for two or three hours, but they were few. His progress was always limited to one hundred rounds.

Zhang Liao is a very meticulous opponent. His strength may not be able to crush, but he is quite difficult to deal with. Chu Xin can easily be brought into the opponent's rhythm.

"Reminder, congratulations on surviving for 5 hours, 13 minutes and 23 seconds, congratulations, you are only one step away from victory."

“此次副本评分：497；副本战绩点：300；奖励：无；消耗时长：00:10:00。”

Chu Xin closed her eyes, replaying the battle with Zhang Liao over and over again in her mind, but her brows became deeper and deeper.

This opponent, blindly stacking attributes, is difficult to kill, perhaps, you have to find opportunities from special props or skills.

After practicing with the panda martial artist for a while and digesting the combat skills he had learned, Chu Xin once again entered the dungeon of the Battle of Sishuiguan.

At this time, it was only before four o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still opportunities.

"Welcome to the battle of Sishuiguan dungeon!"

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"Reminder, you spent 100 dungeon record points to randomly strengthen Pan Feng, and Pan Feng got the mount Liaoyuanhuo."

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"Reminder, congratulations on surviving for 5 hours, 07 minutes and 16 seconds, congratulations, you are only one step away from victory."

“此次副本评分：493；副本战绩点：300；奖励：无；消耗时长：00:10:00。”

……

"Reminder, you spent 100 dungeon record points to randomly strengthen Pan Feng, and Pan Feng got the weapon mountain axe."

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"Reminder, you spent 100 dungeon record points to randomly strengthen Pan Feng, and Pan Feng obtained the talent Rigid Body."

Chu Xin's eyes lit up, there it is!

(End of this chapter)