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Hu Yan was shocked on the spot: "Is this compliant?"

Although the situation is dangerous, he still thinks about the game-NPCs have never participated in battle before, and it is not common for "One Eye" to be willing to assist in depth. Besides, the task must be scored, so it is suspicion of cheating.

Yujin was more frightened than him: "Yes, is this compliant?!" When will the player become an NPC?

After the duo sang, the two looked at each other with sympathy.

Shu Jun burst into anger, seeing that he was about to decline: "...just be my special guest, and open the way first, thank you."

His answer was a coincidence, and both of them understood according to their own questions. The situation was critical, and Hu Yan stopped talking. The stones bloomed like petals, giving way straight up.

The overhead is still dark, the sky is not light, and the way out is like an inverted dry well.

Shu Jun blew up the wind around him, but did not immediately fly away. He nodded to Zhu Yanchen, and tilted his head in the direction of the Blackbird team.

After many years of tactical exchanges, Zhu Yanchen instantly understood Shu Jun's meaning-he wanted to attract the attention of the mirror eroding marsh by himself as a "player". If things are different, Swamp Swamp may still attack other Blackbird players. Shu Jun wants him to help protect the team.

Zhu Yanchen nodded quietly. After receiving feedback from the other party, Shu Jun was lifted up by the wind, and his feet were off the ground: "Should I help you get your brain out?"

When facing Tianfeng, Zhu Yanchen almost died, and he would definitely not consider research issues. I have to say that it is a perfect opportunity to send another one to my door.

"No." Zhu Yanchen said softly, "Be careful."

"If it's because of safety issues..."

"No, even if you dig out a bottle of brains, they will quickly change back to normal erosive qualities." Zhu Yanchen explained helplessly. "Anyway, be careful..."

"I know, I know." Marshal Zhu had a cold look before, knowing that his time of death was over, but he gave birth to some subtle overprotective tendencies. "Don't worry, I'm good at running away."

With that said, Shu Jun knew in his heart that they had no choice.

He can’t leave the missing Blackbirds alone, nor can he escalate the battle to a battle between the Alpha Swamps—not to mention how to explain to the Blackbird Pioneers, once it is determined that he is a humanoid Swamp that is messing up. , This matter will be classified as a marsh erosion dispute. The Mirror Swamp is likely to be cleared first, and the Vanguard will definitely bear the brunt.

Take ten thousand steps back. Even if they can run away directly, the mirror will not let go of the vanguard, and conflict is inevitable.

You can only meet up as a (强qiang) big player first, and take advantage of the eroding swamp and play with the dirty ones.

"Go to the hole." After Shu Jun flew away, Zhu Yanchen naturally took over the command. "Pepper...Team Hu, the three of us will follow to the top of the mountain. The view there is better and it is also convenient for you to use your abilities."

This person with the same id as his sister-in-law has a very nice voice, like ice water flowing through his throat in a dog days. Hu Yan reacted for a while, and felt that his id was really pungent, so he didn't listen to this voice.

This voice is more suitable for calling Luo Duan’s literary id, but thinking of Shu Jun’s original "see you tomorrow" name, Hu Yan became psychologically balanced again: "The field of vision? It's dark outside..."

Hu Yan realized that he was the captain of the Blackbird, and he was driven away by human aura.

"I have a way." Zhu Yanchen said concisely, and he turned to Yujin. "Are you coming? If you don't come, you can wait in the Blackbird team."

"It's all here." Yujin said in a daze. "It's not bad for these two steps."

"Go." Zhu Yanchen took out his gun.

The stones under the three people's feet were raised, sliding smoothly and quickly toward the entrance of the cave. The distance is neither short nor long, just enough for Hu Yan to ask questions: "You and Shu...er, what is the relationship between Gray Claw?"

Hearing the key words, Yu Jin squinted his eyes, obviously also curious about the answer.

Marshal Zhu would naturally not be stumped by this situation. He fiddled with the gun in his hand without raising his head: "Family."

The two characters are simple and powerful, with the chill of "question no answer".

Hu Yan: "..." It really is a relative of my sister-in-law.

Yu Jin: "..." He knew that they were a pair. Thinking about it now, is Smoke and Dust also a player?

In a moment of silence, the stone came out of the cave entrance, and was surrounded by the rest of the stones, and pushed towards the top of the mountain.

"Team Hu, get ready." Zhu Yanchen took out a billiard-sized ball from his backpack and threw it into the air. Instead of falling to the ground, the sphere slowly rose up, illuminating (strong qiang) light, like a flash that was paused by pressing time.

For a while, the black bird team at the bottom of the mountain was faintly visible, and the entire Xiaoyanshan remains were illuminated, with a sticky light glowing from the middle liquid column.

The field of vision was indeed clear enough, but it was a pity that Shu Jun had disappeared long ago.

Shu Jun was supported by the wind and quickly rushed upwards, and stopped the car abruptly in the middle of the ascent-countless men and women of the same appearance surrounded the liquid column, covering the surface of the swamp like aphids. As soon as Shu Jun appeared, those people turned their heads together and looked at him together.

Shu Jun stared at his whole body hairy, and he gripped Monday firmly.

In order to facilitate combat, the strips of cloth entangled Zhou Zhou's brain and mouth have long since drifted away. I didn't have any complicated thoughts on Monday. I just felt that it was quite refreshing to catch the wind with my mouth. Right now Shu Jun stopped, the refreshing wind was gone, and he began to scream in dissatisfaction.

With this call on Monday, the human skin balloons seemed to be awakened, calling for help. The sounds are densely intertwined, and everyone's hair will stand up. On Monday, I didn't expect so many "accompanying" voices. It choked and shut up obediently.

If they were still wandering down, the mirror swamp could give a whole percussion band of four people in the cave. Shu Jun glanced over the densely packed human-skin balloons, and the wind blew up, trying to find alive people inside.

Zhu Yanchen did not advocate withdrawing, and coupled with the previous explanation about the "requiring prototype" of the marsh erosion, his team members should be still alive. But where the two big living men are hidden, and where the mirror eclipsed his brain, he has no idea yet.

The mirror is not stupid, and Shu Jun's moves failed to work twice. The human skin balloons were firmly stuck to the liquid column by corrosion, and were not blown away by the wind. Shu Jun did not dare to raise the wind too much, for fear of shaking the real person down. He gritted his teeth and continued to fly upward. This liquid column seemed to pierce the sky, and Shu Jun could feel the temperature drop significantly. The light from below couldn't reflect here, Shu Jun took a deep breath and let the airflow slowly rotate nearby.

With subtle resistance, he can roughly trace the top of this thing. The Mirror Swamp doesn't really have a garden eel head. Its top is more like a polyp, splitting into six or seven tentacles, which are tossed in the air.

In contrast, Tian Feng is a very friendly opponent.

Shu Jun licked (dry gan) his cracked lips. This thing pulls itself too thin, running through the world, and the brain may be in any part. Even if he used the ability to suppress, he couldn't suppress such a large area. To cut it with Monday's knife, he has to chop it up like chopped green onions—provided that this thing doesn't resist, let him cut it.

He thought for a while, smiled, and rushed to the top of the liquid column.

Sure enough, the swamp was like a hungry hydrop, with several tentacles entangled together. Shu Jun acted like a qiang, chopped off the tentacles "difficultly", struggling hard.

Those tentacles quickly controlled him, and the corrosive mass pushed Shu Jun's protective suit into the cavity of the liquid column. Shu Jun patiently suppressed the breath of himself and Monday, allowing his tentacles to tie him up.

To coax the people below, he is also an excellent sample of human skin balloons. The eroding swamp must continuously create human skin balloons and ensure that the samples are alive. Its structure is not strong, and it shouldn't be bothersome to manage the samples separately. Even if he guessed wrong, he still has a way to go.

Fortunately, Shu Jun did not guess wrong.

Inside the cavity is a fine etched net like a ghost lantern. Two Blackbird players are being carried inside, struggling to support it because of the high concentration of etched matter. The hair-thin corroded wire penetrated into the protective clothing, covering the bodies of the two of them, and it was estimated that they were copying information.

Shu Jun took a deep breath and let go of his suppression of Monday's breath.

Monday was originally looking around happily, wondering if he could eat the erosive quality of the marsh. Shu Jun's suppression was withdrawn, and its breath was completely exposed (exposed), and the attention of the mirror eroding the marsh was almost focused on it at once.

Monday: "...Help." A sense of oppression squeezed from all around, and it didn't even dare to shout.

Shu Jun didn't say a word, and Monday's voice was so rough that the two Blackbirds thought it was Shu Jun. Although her breath was dying, the female (sexual xing) held her mouth open: "It's useless to call for help, hurry... turn on your purifier... one more second is one second."

It was discovered that Monday, the erosion of the marsh wall began to fluctuate regularly, gathering in the middle.

In order to install the player well, Shu Jun did bring the purification machine. He skillfully activated it to disperse the corroded silk threads on the surfaces of the two human bodies, then (touching Mo) to the emergency rope hooks on the two of them, and hung them on them.

"Dinner." He whispered to Monday.

Compared to the game against Tianfeng, Monday has improved a bit. This time it was not as stunned as the whole swamp, and it froze into a board the whole time. The blade swiped across the marsh-sweeping net bag that wrapped the three of them. It hesitantly absorbed the corroded material from the fracture, allowing the three of them to break free from the restraint.

Subsequently, Shu Jun did not use (Zhenzhen) pressed hole cards. He concentrated and adjusted the distribution of the air-with a scream, the thick liquid column wall was torn apart by the wind blade, Shu Jun controlled the surrounding air, and rushed out like a drill.

"You..." This (fuck cao) wind ability is very familiar, but the person here is so tightly wrapped, the Blackbird players only have doubts.

The captain retires, and the vanguard is full of acquaintances. Apart from that, there are only NPCs with no abilities. Where did this person come from?

Of course Shu Jun didn't wait for them to finish asking. With a wave of his hand, he unceremoniously scraped the human skin balloon with corroded silk from the liquid column. Confirming that the corroded silk instinctively wound the two of them, he loosened the rope hook——

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-" The two team members were unprepared, with a lot of human skin balloons hanging behind them, just about to fall from the sky.

Shu Jun naturally wouldn't let his teammate be thrown to death. The wind skills were instantaneous, borrowing the resistance of the human skin balloon, the two did not fall fast, but the visual effects were quite exaggerated.

The erosion marsh bent the liquid column and wanted to use the top tentacles to return the two of them, but Shu Jun blocked them all with a sword.

The two quickly descended into the lighting range at the bottom of the liquid column.

Seeing that scene, the Blackbirds swallowed more or less. Seeing my comrades-in-arms—or a lot of my comrades-in-arms—screamed and fell, the scene was really a bit spiritually polluted.

Unlike the horrified Hu Yan, Zhu Yanchen is quite calm: "Set up the stone pillar to buffer, raise the two purifiers to the highest power, and first remove the corrosive silk from their bodies."

Hu Yan (gan Gan) gave the broadcasting authority to Zhu Yanchen. Except for the two large human-skin balloons connected to people, some scattered from the sky dropped from time to time. The whole scene was like a nightmare, and his brain couldn't accept it for a while.

Zhu Yanchen complied with the kindness, and directly instructed: "Stay away from the falling things and check the wounds on the two people. If there is no penetrating injury, there is still time for deep cleaning."

"Team Hu, change the stone pillars and make stone shields." After giving the order to the Blackbirds, Marshal Zhu turned to Hu Yan. "There will be an attack above, I will calculate the position. I control the light source to give instructions, and you must ensure that the stone shield is above the light source."

"Oh, good... good."

"One eye, be optimistic about the feet of Team Hu, don't let him step on it."

"Oh."

Zhu Yanchen called out the light screen and stared closely at the sky full of human leather balloons and the liquid column shaking from time to time, without blinking. He controlled the light source, while Hu Yan controlled the stone shield. Many hard-to-evade human skin balloons were blocked back, leaving a relatively peaceful place for the Blackbirds to save lives.

They can consider retreating when the emergency treatment is completed. The most ideal situation is to temporarily disable the ability of mirror erosion on the premise that Shu Jun does not expose (expose) his identity.

It depends on how Shu Jun plans to do it.

Shu Jun himself counted the seconds. Seeing that the light source below was blocked by more stone shields, the two players estimated that they fell to the ground. The emergency treatment will take about fifteen minutes. After these fifteen minutes, the Blackbird Vanguard will be able to return to a convenient state of action.

Now it's one-on-one time again.

The human skin balloon sample was snatched by Shu Jun, and the mirror eroded the marsh obviously in a bad mood. It shook its tentacles and tried to sweep up a few more from the ground, but even if it could break through Shu Jun's defense by its size advantage, its attack would always be blocked by the stone shield below. The Monday that "turned to the enemy" became its focus, and it hummed cowardly on Monday, and would have to "uh" to block an attack.

The two sides spent five minutes between you and me, and the eclipse realized the problem-since you can't easily get the hostages, it's better to focus on shooting the bird in front of you.

The liquid column no longer flicked, and once again attacked Shu Jun together.

The mirror swamp is too large, and the airflow is quite messy. Shu Jun couldn't master all of its movements for a while, let alone infer the position of his brain, and could only passively defend.

It won't work like this.

Rao is Shu Jun's flexible movements, and he still suffers a lot of bruises. After being pumped hundreds of times on Monday, the whole swamp was pumped silly. Seeing that it was getting more and more sluggish, I couldn't say anything.

Think of a way, it's not time to give up. Exposing (exposing) identity and (强qiang) fleeing is the next best thing-

[What to do here, it's too much trouble. ] A vague voice came to my ears, and it sounded like a child's complaint. [The monster team is so long, who knows where the captain is hiding. Or just defend to the end, just keep the strength anyway. 】

[...You can send a small team to make a surprise attack on the head, middle and tail of the team. ] The other child's voice is even smaller and sounds a little shy.

[Hey, how do you say? 】

[Once attacked, the team will be disrupted. The captain must react and adjust in time. This map...well, doesn't this map not support long-distance calls? that……】

[I understand, I understand! Attack at the same time, depending on the team's reaction speed, right? 】

[Um... Um. 】

[Hey, this angle is amazing! I just thought how to do it on defense (fuck cao), thank you——] The complaining child turned sharply and became happy again. [Ah yes, we sent out chocolates today...I think these are better, you can try them all. 】

【it is good. 】

[By the way, for this terrain, if you send another team to divide the team from the middle, will it be better? ...A Yan, look here and look here. 】

Shu Jun opened his eyes.

He was too late to investigate the details of this memory. Time was limited, so he directly shot it-Shu Jun stretched his great sword, wrapped a very thick wind shield around him, cut the liquid column straight from the middle, and concentrated his energy at the same time. Perceive the airflow.

Separated by a thick line of wind (strong qiang), the lower part of the mirror swamp stiffened for a short while, while the upper part was still twisting wildly. Soon, the upper and lower half quickly merged into one, but Shu Jun’s attack continued--

This thing stretched itself too long, and the reaction really had a time difference.

Without giving it time to divert his mind, Shu Jun raised his hand, and three huge wind blades shot out, eroding the upper half of the marsh in the middle of the mirror. If Monday opens, the wind blade will not erode the swamp, and the incision will close in a few seconds.

A few seconds is enough.

There is a slight time difference between the healing of the incision and the finishing of the liquid column shape. After a few waves, the position of the wind blade became more and more concentrated, and the mirror erosion marsh finally realized the crisis.

It quickly changed its shape, retracted toward the ground, and at the same time attacked people on the ground desperately.

Unfortunately it missed the best time-fifteen minutes have passed.

Using rock fragments, Hu Yan glued a thin shell ship. All the members of the Blackbird Pioneer evacuated to the ship, and Hu Yan even used the tarps for the second time to raise the sail in the doubtful eyes of the players.

Only Zhu Yanchen, Hu Yan and Yu Jin remained on the boat.

On the other side, Shu Jun descended quickly. He didn't stop the perception of the surrounding airflow-the swamp was disrupting the body structure, playing the cup guessing game with him. The Mirror Swamp is much larger than Tian Feng, and it has not suffered any physical damage. If it loses its brain now, the next battle will be several times harder.

"You go first!" Shu Jun opened the loudspeaker device in the protective suit, "all get on board, I will send you away!"

If it concentrates on attacking the brain of the swamp, it will definitely not dare to deal with the vanguard. As a player of the first echelon, Hu Yan is naturally not eating (gan) food. If he fights for long enough, others have a high possibility of escape (tuo).

All that is left is that he and the mirror eroded the marsh hard.

After all, it is here to test human beings, and it is not weaker than Tian Fengzhi (强qiang). To be honest, Shu Jun didn't know whether he could win or not-but then again, there is no battle that must be won in the world.

As long as Zhu Yanchen and the Blackbird Vanguard successfully escaped, the plan can continue. I already have the highest hope of surviving among this group of people.

Hu Yan didn't know the truth, and his psychological pressure was less. He was also very decisive now: "Then let's take a step!"

Seeing the erosion of the marsh collapse, the turmeric was quite avalanche in front of his face, so naturally he did not dare to stay long. The two got into the boat whizzing, Shu Jun just wanted to raise his hand, but found that one of them hadn't moved.

Zhu Yanchen did not intend to board the ship. He held the fully-powered purifier in his left hand and the gun in his right hand, his aura was calm and unreal.

"You got on the boat!" Shu Jun almost got on the sails after a hurricane, and he almost recovered.

Marshal Zhu immediately made a move-he threw two small explosive bombs at the sail, and they blew up a huge blast, almost pushing the ship out of the vision of the two. Seeing that Marshal Zhu had no hope of getting on the boat, Shu Jun gritted his teeth and could only push the sail again. The thin hull ship disappeared to the horizon instantly, as if taking off at a speed.

"Zhu Yanchen, are you guilty of your **** old problem again?!" Shu Jungang felt that this person had signs of an active life, and Marshal Zhu began to whirl and jump around Death again.

"You need lighting, and the determination of the location of the erosion." Zhu Yanchen saw through Shu Jun's tactics at a glance. "The concentration of eclipse here can't break my immunity. I stay here and your winning rate is higher. In addition, once the eclipse leaks the news, the threat of'two people working together' sounds lower than'one-handedly'."

"I understand the truth. The problem is that we don't understand this thing at all! I don't guarantee that I can—"

As a result, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhu Yanchen's calm voice.

"I know you will not lose." He said.

A sense of familiarity suddenly hit, Shu Jun was stunned for half a second: "What if..."

"In case we die, the swamp behind is just released. I also arranged for the future plan... I was originally an accident when I survived. Everything is just back on track. Not to mention the recent information, Dong Lao and the fourth team. Act better."

Staying to improve a little bit of winning? Compared to Marshal Zhu's behavior before, this is really unconservative.

But I have to say that with the illumination (fuck cao) and Zhu Yanchen's instructions, the delaying tactics are indeed a lot easier-Zhu Yanchen is very good at calculating the erosive flow, and Shu Jun does not need to be distracted to perceive the airflow. Once the marsh swamp tried to submerge them, Shu Jun took Zhu Yanchen into the air, attacking the brain non-stop.

"It's almost time." Zhu Yanchen fired several shots at the mirror erosion marsh, interrupting a drawn tentacle. "The vanguard should have escaped."

"But we can't withdraw here." Shu Jun's sweat slid down his neck, and the clothes in the protective suit were already soaked.

Seeing that there is no hope for chasing the vanguard, the mirror erodes the old trick again, spreading "petals" around the liquid column. It's just that compared to the time when the trap was set, the petals this time are extraordinarily plump, wrapping them tightly in the middle. Despite Shu Jun's continuous use of wind, the gap is getting smaller and smaller.

They don't need to be eroded, it is trying to suffocate them by physical means.

The battle has reached the moment to show the cards, Shu Jun and Zhu Yanchen are flying in the narrower space. His (Zhenzhen) pressure was a surprise attack, and it was most useful for the first time in the face of this kind of transformation experience.

Shu Jun was a little nervous.

It was not that he hadn't dealt with scenes where the outcome is unknown before, he was always chic at that time. One is the optimism brought by childhood blessings. As for the second... life is nothing more than this, no matter whether the world is real or not, he has no half of his relatives.

Compared with Zhu Yanchen's 80-year-old man's tactics, Shu Jun consciously has a clear conscience, at least his friends know the risks of fighting. In a certain corner of his heart, Shu Jun had always had this idea-he was a warrior, and if the time came, it would be fine to die calmly.

But now he is sweating all over, embarrassed and worried about gains and losses.

...If he died, Zhu Yanchen would definitely become a funeral.

Seeing that the space was closed and stabilized, the mirror eroded the marsh once again used his abilities. Numerous human skin balloons without facial features emerged along the inner wall of the erosion marsh, gradually filling the space. Countless soft hands stretched out to Shu Jun, frantically hindering his actions.

Untuned screams one after another. These things have no mouths, and I don't know where the sound comes from.

"I'm going to go." Shu Jun hissed, his voice as if torn. "Old tactics, I can't take you."

"I know."

Zhu Yanchen waved the purifier with his backhand, forced back the surrounding swamp, and gave himself a foothold. The purifying gun was so powerful that the human skin balloons could not get close for a while.

Shu Jun rushed to the mirror to erode the marsh's brain.

The process was much more painful than Tian Feng's battle. Numerous filaments suddenly squeezed into the protective clothing, digging into Shu Jun's nose and mouth, trying to twist him in place. Shu Jun took out his last strength and desperately used (Zhenzhen) pressure, struggling to advance towards the brain that eroded the marsh.

His attention had never been so concentrated, and for the first time so hoped that the blessing really came from God. Even if his posture is extremely ugly, he wants to win this battle.

The hair-thin eroded silk was tearing his skin (肉rou), (zhenzhen) pressed layer after layer. In order to protect oneself, the corrosive substance of human skin has been wrapped layer after layer in the brain, which is extremely tough.

Can't give up yet, Zhu Yanchen is still struggling behind him.

Shu Jun resisted the severe pain, almost squeezing the strength out of his bone marrow. He didn't know how long he stopped breathing, and his eyes began to turn black. I don't know if it is an illusion. In the screams of human skin balloons, fuzzy colors and shadows gradually emerge.

[You will never lose. 】

Yes, he will not lose.

The giant sword split layer after layer of protection, Shu Jun dragged himself (qiang qiang) into the brain of the swamp. The pain was burning between the bones, and he almost thought he was alive and cremated.

Only this time.

(Zhenzhen) Suppression, (Zhenzhen) Suppression, Continue (Zhenzhen) Suppression.

...Fuck, Shu Jun thought. He must survive.

He stretched out his hand, and the gray erosive substance flowed from the tip of his claw. Shu Jun didn't stop his movements for a moment-in the last battle, his (zhenzhen) pressure was relatively quiet, with a soothing (sexual xing) quality. This time he wished to incarnate a human (flesh rou) blender, holding a big sword and destroying it wantonly in the brain of the mirror eroding marsh.

In the end, his own consciousness became blurred, and the destruction and (zhenzhen) suppression on his hands became more and more crazy. More corrosive matter emerged from his spine, forming a huge blade in the darkness that looked like a wing.

Unfortunately, Shu Jun almost lost consciousness.

In the stirring of the sharp blade, the machinery on his wrist was still working quietly.

[Integration: 45%]

[Integration: 57%]

[Integration: 73%]

...

I don't know when, breathing suddenly relaxes. Shu Jun knelt on the spot with a thud, and his sword was embedded in the ground. The mirror eclipse lost its form, and the erosive mass flowed quietly around. Before many people's leather balloons fell apart, they floated on the eroded marsh and slowly dissolved.

Zhu Yanchen's moving light source floats tremblingly, like a firefly with its wings injured.

Being torn away by human skin balloons, Marshal Zhu himself was a little disheveled, but he was still standing. Confirming that the other party is alive, Shu Jun (lu) gives a weak smile.

His protective clothing has long decayed in the fierce battle, and his whole person is close to naked. I was frightened silly again on Monday, but this time it quickly recollected and howled "Ahhh" (gan gan) on the spot.

"We were separated for nine minutes." Zhu Yanchen approached, (takes off tuo) off his torn coat and gently put on Shu Jun's back. "It's too late to spread the information about the'Human Shape Erosion', don't worry."

"...Really...?"

Zhu Yanchen calmly opened his pocket and measured the erosion around him for a moment.

"I'm pretty sure. They are quite honestly pressed by (Zhenzhen), and they don't save much information. We really kept our hole cards."

"Nine minutes... I thought I played for nine years..."

Shu Jun looked at Zhu Yanchen dizzy. He had too much to say, but now he couldn't say a word. In the great pain, he did get some memories. It's just that unlike Tian Feng's time, the Mirror Swamp is a pure Swamp, and no other people's memories flood into his mind.

He thought of his own, even if it was just a few fragments, it was enough to piece together a lot of things.

"A Yan..."

Shu Jun stretched out a hand and pressed it on Zhu Yanchen's heart. A strong pulse passes through the muscle (flesh) and beats the nerve along the palm.

"……long time no see."