Yuanshin: The Eye of God Lights Up Again

In a trance, the general seemed to hear the howling wind, mixed with the violent sound of the cloak being lifted.

When she came back to her senses, a delicate long sword suddenly lay in front of General Lei Dian, but she did not stab it for a long time.

The owner of the exquisite long sword had a stern expression with no emotion on his face, but the power vented through the Eyes of God had already told Thunder General Fleur's emotions at the moment.

Self-blame...then anger!

"I'm very sorry."

General Lei Dian showed no timidity towards the long sword in front of him.

"If you want to stab me to death, just do it."

She lowered her eyes and squeezed her right hand, and she has not taken the dream hand next to her for a long time.

After seeing the scene in the commemorative mirror for the first time, General Thunder found that he was a little afraid of holding a knife.

I am afraid that if I pick up the knife again, I will let myself lose something.

The puppet that claims to never wear out, after all, has experienced a wear and tear that I don't want to bear.

So... the puppet has already made a decision.

...

The thunder light landed on the castle tower again, but compared to the first time, everyone in Daozuma was far less flustered than before.

The Rongcai Festival was still being held in an orderly manner, and Mu Xian also looked away from the castle tower.

From a personal point of view, Mu Xian can only say that he chops well.

Sure enough, even if he is the god of thunder who is in charge of the thunder element, he will be struck by lightning if he does something disgusting.

"Wow~, the sound is like Keli's special large beep bomb!"

The voice was filled with surprise. Facing the thunder, Keli was not at all afraid like an ordinary little girl.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at the castle tower in the distance, as if she wanted to wait for the second thunder.

After waiting for a long time, but there was no sound at all, Keli was a little discouraged at this moment.

"OK OK."

Xiaogong walked behind Keli and comforted Keli: "Even if there is no thunder, we still have a big adventure."

Little girls are so easy to coax, or Keli is just so easy to coax.

Xiaogong just said such a sentence, and Keli, who was a little lost, cheered up again, and immediately forgot the previous unhappiness.

"Yes, there is a big adventure!"

Keli said, looking straight at Xiaogong: "Sister Xiaogong, where are we going next?"

Xiaogong didn't answer immediately, but ran forward a few steps in a row, and then stopped on a winding path.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang!"

The girl turned around and showed with a proud face: "Okay, it's time for a big adventure."

"This is called Ganjin Island. Although it is said that Rongcai Festival is held on an outlying island, in the past, many festivals of Inazuma were held here."

"As long as we walk up from here, we will be able to see many, many things that arrange rituals."

"And walking to the top of the island, we can also see the remote islands and Inazuma Castle from here."

"It's a pity that fireworks are not allowed at the Rongcai Festival."

Speaking of this, Xiaogong became disappointed again: "If we are here at night, we can see all the fireworks on outlying islands and Inazuma Castle."

The loss came and went quickly, but Xiaogong cheered up in the blink of an eye.

"That's the end of the introduction."

She looked at Keli, but her eyes seemed to be elsewhere: "Let's go up and take a look first."

After the words fell, Mu Xian, who had been silent by the side with his head down, suddenly raised his head.

Mu Xian glanced to the left and right, his movements were very small, but somehow Xiaogong noticed him.

"Mu Xuanjun, what's the matter?" Xiao Gong, who noticed Mu Xian's movements, asked aloud.

Mu Xian didn't answer, but just made a silent gesture.

A few seconds later, the sound of the scabbard shaking came from around.

Chapter 58

Perhaps it was General Lei Dian's pursuit of martial arts, even many people with Dao's wife had the same idea.

Over time, Inazuma has many warriors with superb sword skills, but people with good skills have become cheaper throughout Inazuma.

Many warriors have been pursuing martial arts all their lives, but their only martial arts cannot be exchanged for food, even ordinary craftsmen can't compare.

These idle warriors turned into bandits in order to make a living. The accumulated crimes prevented them from entering the city again, and they could only survive in the wild.

Gradually, these warriors have another title: Yefuzhong.

Many experienced adventurers will tell their juniors that if you hear the sound of scabbard scabbards in the outskirts of Daozuma, it often means that there are wild ambushed around.

It is not a good thing to meet Ye Fuzhong. Even if they are living outside, these guys who are still full of "martial arts" and "sword skills" will often give travelers a choice.

Either obediently hand over the food and Mora on your body, or fight him, defeat him or be killed by him.

As a native Daowife, after hearing the sound of scabbard scabbard, Xiaogong realized that something was wrong.

Surprised, he looked at Mu Xian who told him to calm down, but saw that Mu Xian was still standing where he was, with an expression that he didn't know under the mask.

"Sister Xiaogong?"

Keli on the side grabbed the corner of Xiaogong's clothes, a little puzzled: "Is there something wrong?"

"Hmm..." Xiaogong thought for a while, then looked at Keli with a serious face: "There are bad people around."

"Bad guy?!"

Ke Li didn't panic, instead she had a bit of curiosity in her big eyes: "Is it the subordinate of the Great Demon King Dudu?"

Xiaogong shook his head and wanted to deny it, for fear that the little girl in front of him would suddenly say excitedly that he was going to deal with "the subordinates of the Great Demon King Dudu".

But before the words were spoken, the sound of the scabbard was getting closer and closer, and three figures appeared behind the three of them.

The blade cut across the scabbard, and the sharp sound interrupted what Xiao Gong was about to say.

"Lost traveler...sorry."

Only one of the three Ye Fuzhong drew his blade and still adhered to the so-called martial arts spirit. It seems that he had just fallen into trouble and became a Ye Fuzhong not long ago.

"But whatever it is, take out your sword, or food and Mora."

Looking at Ye Fuzhong standing in front of him holding a knife, Xiaogong moved his fingers slightly, trying to take out the short bow hidden behind him.

Keeping his eyes fixed on Ye Fuzhong, Xiaogong kept thinking in his mind how to shoot an arrow unexpectedly when he drew out his short bow.

But the line of sight in front of him suddenly went dark, and a figure stood in front of him.

Xiao Gong was a little puzzled, but saw Mu Xian who turned his back to him.

"You must remember to tell me where Yae Shenzi is."

Mu Xian said: "As I said before, I will protect you all the way."

After saying that, Mu Xian turned to look at Ye Fuzhong in front of him.

To be precise, he looked at the saber in Ye Fuzhong's hand.

I don't know what the warriors like Daozuma think, they obviously live a life without enough food, but they never treat the knives in their hands badly.

Even if you are about to starve to death, you still have to use all the Mora on your body to buy knife oil to maintain your knives.

It is better to say that he is a puppet of a sword than a warrior.

It can only be said that Daozuma's sword merchants are used to brainwashing, brainwashing these people into the appearance of "the sword is one's own glory, and the sword cuts people to death".

Looking away from the saber, Mu Xian looked at the wild crowd, there was no sarcasm in his eyes, and he remained silent as always.

This can be regarded as their choice, whether they agree with it or not, but Mu Xian will not self-righteously deny their persistence.

Standing still in front of Ye Fuzhong who drew his sword, Mu Xian said lightly, "Let's do it."

"Unarmed people, I will not occupy..."

"Why, are you even afraid of defenseless people?"

Seeing that Mu Xian's hands were empty, the Ye Fuzhong wanted to say something with martial virtue, but was interrupted by Mu Xian.

Having lived in Daozuma for so many years, Mu Xian, who has almost grasped the temperament of these warriors, undoubtedly angered the warrior with the sword.

The angry warrior no longer cared whether Mu Xian had a knife in his hand, and just slashed at Mu Xian.

The blade sliced ​​through the air, but it didn't have the familiar feel.

Ye Fuzhong only felt a pain in his wrist, and the young man wearing the ghost mask appeared in front of him at some point.

The enemy is suddenly only a forearm away from him. If the enemy makes a move...

Ye Fuzhong realized the danger in the next moment, and quickly stepped back a few steps to distance himself from Mu Xian.

When he came back to his senses, the cold sweat of this Ye Fuzhong had soaked his back.

Ye Fuzhong subconsciously wanted to hold the knife in his hand, but found that his hands were empty.

Where's my...knife?

"Your knife is well taken care of."

Ye Fuzhong raised his head, but saw Mu Xian holding a familiar knife and waving a sharp light in the air.

"The handle of the knife is too heavy, and it's a bit awkward to use."

"But..."

Having said that, Mu Xian turned his head, his eyes and the tip of the knife pointed directly at the three people in front of him: "Use it more and more and you will get used to it."

Two sounds of drawing swords came from the left and right sides of Ye Fuzhong, and the bodies of the two companions crossed the Ye Fuzhong and rushed towards Mu Xian.

Before, the three thought that Mu Xian and his party would be soft persimmons, so they guarded the so-called martial arts spirit.