Yuanshen, as a mortal, I cannot accompany you to the end

Qingye Fengyin began to think about that question again,

——Why did he get on this guy's boat?

Walking along the Mond Cathedral, stepping lightly on the stone wall, the church is very large, with rows of seats spread out, surrounded by the most central statue, nuns are in twos and threes, they are dressed in light black The nuns' costumes, the leather shoes stepped on the thick carpet, making a slight sound.

This body is getting more and more agile.

After inheriting Rustan's memory, what Qingye Fengyin brought was not only a simple increase in combat power, but also the experience of the young wolf,

The intuition of the young wolf, the inspiration of the young wolf, and even the leap of the life level.

lv.70, has entered the level of human heroes.

Qingye stepped lightly on the beam, intuitively light like a cloud of wind, the wind blows the grass without making a sound, ordinary people can't feel the wind passing by, he passed guards one after another, deftly passing through various organs Passing by, everything in his unmoved field of vision was clear and transparent, and he could already feel the breath of the wind zither.

That warm, light wind breath.

But soon, he was stunned, and another breath came over, right next to the Qin of the Sky, no, she was there a long time ago, compared to her, Qingye Fengyin was the latecomer.

Qingye only felt this kind of breath in one place, and that was on that rainy night on the boundless sea, in that fool's boat.

Evil eye.

This is the breath emanating from the evil eye.

Someone got in first.

Realizing this, Qingye Fengyin bowed his body slightly, and the surrounding cyclones dispersed. His figure flickered, and he disappeared in place in an instant. As the wind rose and the clouds fell, he almost instantly came to the secret room where the wind zither was stored.

Still late.

"Tsk."

In the empty room, the qin of the sky has disappeared, and the gentle and light wind elemental breath is rapidly moving away from the church.

Qingye Fengyin wanted to chase after him, but the voice of a guard came from behind him.

Obviously, it was the guards that the intruder deliberately alarmed.

They discovered the abnormality of the zither of the sky, and quickly assembled, and the iron boots stepped on the marble, making a uniform vibration.

"Tsk." Qingye Fengyin clicked his tongue softly again.

Fools... Fools also stared at the qin of the sky. He coughed and exhaled a light mist of ice.

-

Angel's gift.

This is the most famous winery in Mond City. People from all walks of life like to come here to drink and chat. The sky is not yet dark, but it is crowded with people, the lights are dim and ignorant, and the air is filled with the aroma of ale. .

At the same time, because people from all walks of life come here to gather, all kinds of information are also circulated here.

"It was stolen first?"

Paimon put his hands on his hips, with an unbelievable look. The little Paimon had obviously heard of the preciousness of the Sky Qin, among other things, just because it has been preserved for thousands of years, it is already an out-and-out antique .

Valuable.

Thinking of this, she frowned, and angrily blamed Qingye Fengyin, baring her teeth and claws: "Wow, we lost a lot of money!"

"...we don't steal violins to sell them. We have a noble purpose!"

Qingye Fengyin felt that this little fairy-like creature was only thinking about money.

He boredly observed the glass of ale in his hand. The strong aroma of alcohol and the fragrance of malt settled down. The body of the wine was clear and transparent, with small bubbles—he also likes to drink in Qingye Leiming, and he left a legacy. Buried a barrel of century-old malt wine under the big tree'.

But Qingye Fengyin didn't drink much, he firmly believed that drinking this wine would shorten his life.

In his impression, he only drank wine once in his life, and the only time was with that sailor named 'Maika'.

Qingye Fengyin still remembered the taste of the ale, bitter and astringent, he was relieved from the freezing of his heart, his whole body was trembling, the uncle quietly put him on the raft, gave him a few pieces of dry food, and put Shenqie Give it back to him.

So they had a drink.

Bitter and astringent ale, with a fishy and wet taste of the sea.

I don't know how that guy is doing now, he is such an old fritter, he should be fine, right?

Should it... In fact, Qingye Fengyin didn't know.

"found it."

The man's voice interrupted Kiyono's thoughts.

——Di Luke is the owner of this tavern, but his identity is not just the owner. To exaggerate, he has the most circulated intelligence network in Mond City.

They got acquainted with each other because they fought side by side last time. Qingye Fengyin came here in private to ask Di Luke to inquire about the news of the zither of the sky.

Qingye Fengyin has a hunch that the piano of the sky is the key to breaking the game.

"The Mission of Fools is now living in the 'Mond Hotel'." Di Luke said seriously, "But if they really stole the zither from the sky, I don't think they would put the zither in such a conspicuous place."

This is natural.

Qingye Fengyin nodded in agreement.

"We have found several locations." Di Luke marked a point on the map, which is in the suburbs. "The fools may be entrenched here."

"That's it."

Kiyono said, staring at the glass of ale.

"Are you going?" Di Luke asked, he still remembered the situation with Qing Ye that day, he fainted inexplicably, his whole body was as cold as falling into an ice cave, and his heart almost stopped, "Are you healthy?"

Di Luke admired this young man quite a lot, so he asked a question.

"Hey. I'm in good health. Strong for hundreds of years."

Qingye Fengyin drank the glass of beer in one gulp, feeling the spicy liquid flowing in his throat, the good wine gifted by the angel is different, he understood why he liked to drink in his previous life.

Only good wine is worthy of the ending of the previous life.

"Qingye, Qingye. Qingye old rice dumpling."

After coming out of the tavern, the sky had completely darkened, the dim daylight gradually receded, and the night wind from Mond City was blowing the windmill.

Little Paimeng was surrounded by Qingye Fengyin, she tilted her head and asked curiously, "Why didn't you ask Ying to go with you?"

She was curious.

In fact, Qingye Fengyin came to the tavern to meet with Di Luke, and no one told him. He sent the bard away, cooked Ying a meal of grilled fish, said that he and Paimon were going to buy some ingredients, and went straight to out the door.

"Little Paimeng." Qing Yefeng paused, pondered for a while, and said, "I want to tell you something."

"what?"

Paimon tilted his head and stared at the young man in front of him.

Little Paimeng's most impression of Qingye Fengyin is that the grilled fish made by this guy is delicious, and Qingye Fengyin will let him eat the best grilled fish, so Qingye Fengyin is a very good guy.

Although they are often noisy.It was always rowdy on the trip from the Windy Lands to Mond City with this guy.Paimon still wants to touch this guy's corpse.

"Little Paimon." Qing Ye said, "I might have to leave first."

"What do you mean?" Paimon blinked, "Do you want to travel alone?"

Qingye Fengyin looked at this little guy with a smile, and said, "Yes, I'm going to play far, far away."

"Wow." Paimon put his hands on his hips, "You are so mean, you actually sneaked around by yourself! You don't take us with you."

"Yes."

Qing Ye's tone was sour and mean: "I don't want to play with you anymore."

"Wow, you bastard..."

Paimeng pointed Qing Ye's bridge of nose with his little finger, and wanted to say some awesome words to accuse him, but the shy little Paimeng finally couldn't think of any words, so he could only muffle: "It's too much, Paimon decided to give you an ugly nickname."

"Haha, the old rice dumpling is ugly enough."

"From now on, Paimon will call you 'Hanba'!"

"Why did you upgrade my zombie level?"

Qing Ye tapped her on the head and concluded, "That's what I want to say. You go back and tell Ying that I don't want to play with you anymore. You are too weak and in the way. I want to act alone. "

"Wow." Xiao Pai opened his teeth and claws in anger, jumped up and down, and hammered Qing Ye's chest with his small fist, "Old Zongzi, old Zongzi, you are too much!"

Dare to say that she is weak... she is weak... In short, you can't say that!

Big deal, big deal not to grab your food in the future, big deal to leave all the good things to you in the future, why do you say that.

Paimon was very angry, but she had never been so angry before. She crossed her hands on her chest, clenched her teeth, and could hear the creaking sound. She stared angrily at Qingye Fengyin, trying to rely on her eyes Threats to the other side, but the latter is too thick-skinned to be moved.

Finally, she was discouraged, "Old Zongzi, you are too much!"

"Pimon doesn't want to send you messages, and Paimon doesn't want to talk to you!"

As she said this, she lowered her little head, like a lost kitten, she took a last look at Qingye, then turned around and flew away, the falling sunlight fell on her little back.

　Qingye Fengyin watched Paimon's receding figure, he took out the ale he bought from the tavern, and took a sip.

Very spicy.Sure enough, drinking this will shorten your life.

He paused, then fumbled in his pocket again, and took out a stack of cigarettes—these were the cigarettes left by Qingye Leiming. He shook the tobacco on the paper with a strange hand, rolled up the cigarettes, and lit them. I picked up a match.

Faint smoke disappeared in the slightly cold night sky.

"cough."

Qingye Fengyin coughed.

The first time he smoked, he was obviously not used to it. The weird smell wafted through his nasal cavity, and he couldn't help coughing out. The cough became more and more intense, and he half knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with smoke.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough."

He coughed out thick icy air and coughed up blood.

The smoke is not tasty at all.

He straightened up, wiped Shenqie lightly, wrapped the clothes around his body, and walked outside the city of Mond.

-

Fools.

It is one of the most powerful organizations on the Tivat continent. It has hidden contacts in the seven countries, and it can even be said that it has hidden bases in the seven countries.

What appeared in front of Qingye Fengyin now was the lair developed by the Fools in Mond.

The defense is very strict.

The iron-like fortress, with damp and gloomy moisture wrapped in the cold stone bricks, is divided into several layers, and each layer is guarded by soldiers wearing evil eyes.

The thick night covers everything, the dark and ignorant forest is the best cover for fools, but the wind can penetrate this fortress, Qing Ye Fengyin stepped lightly in the wind, slightly touched the ground with his toes, and stepped out quickly, the snow-white The long hair fluctuated with the wind, and every time it fluctuated, a soldier fell silently to the ground.

He's invading at breakneck speed.

Qingye Fuyin's movements are very light. After inheriting Rustan's skills, his control over strength has reached an unimaginable level.

Before the soldiers of the Fools could react, the hilt of the sword was knocked on the back of their heads, and they lost consciousness.

very smooth.

Diving went well.

Qingye Fengyin is well versed in the way of infiltration.

He looked back, row after row of soldiers fell limply, and they could no longer speak - knocking down the defenses, they won't attract anyone's attention.

A whole layer of defense has been breached.

The breath of the zither in the sky is not far away.

Qingye Fengyin stepped up the steps, and a huge metal door appeared in front of him. He knocked on the door lightly, the elemental force vibrated, and the wind penetrated along the lock cylinder, only a click sound was heard, and the metal door opened automatically.

The first thing I saw was the icy wind.

"Mouse, where did you crawl out from..."

Deep voice, dark and hoarse.

Qingye Fengyin saw a faint shadow approaching him, very fast, he took half a step back, and the crescent-like slashing knife came across the sky, the murderous aura was so strong that it seemed to solidify into substance.

If Qingye hadn't stepped back half a step, the knife would have slit his throat.