The golden fingers of the death game are all beautiful girls

Upon hearing this, Zhongfu stuffed the package and two swords prepared in advance into Qian Baitao's hands, and said with an elder's attitude: "Those who achieve great things don't care about trivial matters!"

"They're all from the rivers and lakes, but they can't belong to mother-in-law!"

"Here, you take it!"

"Don't lose face to me!"

But after Qian Baitao took the things, she felt even more embarrassed.

Zhongfu: "These two swords are called 'Shuangfei' and 'Tingyu' respectively, and they are a pair of sabers."

"They are all feminine weapons, but they fit your extremely yang body."

"You can use it yourself, or you can give it to someone you like..."

Following Zhongfu's words, Qian Baitao also heard the system's notification tone.

"jingle. 』

"Acquired the 7rd of the Legend of Jianghu 3 Divine Weapons, Frost Flying Sword. 』

"Acquired the 7th of the 4 legends of the rivers and lakes, the Tingyu Sword. 』

"jingle. 』

"Class A mission: Jianghu legend 7 magic soldiers. 』

『Successful receipt automatically. 』

『Task Requirement: Gather all 7 legends of Jianghu legends. 』

『Task Reward: Obtain the permanent item "Weiqing". 』

『Mission introduction: Autumn shade does not disperse, frost flies late, leave dead leaves to listen to the sound of rain.

Magical weapons are merciless, and behind every magical weapon, there are countless past events.

This task is an exclusive task, cannot be canceled, takes effect permanently, and is permanently reserved. 』

Listening to the sound of the system, Qian Baitao chattered endlessly in her ears. After turning on the system and taking a look, she thought about where to find it, let it go, and then forgot about it.

After Zhongfu instructed Qian Baitao a few more words, before leaving, he said: "Be careful on the road, keep calm in everything, don't be too hasty!"

"If you really encounter something that you can't handle, think more, it's much better than using that brute force!"

"No matter how good your kung fu is, if you go in the wrong direction, then..."

Before Zhongfu could finish speaking, Qian Baitao interrupted: "Ahhh!"

"My head is about to explode, I can't remember at all!"

"Old man, don't ink, I'm leaving!"

Zhongfu looked at Qian Baitao's irritable look, and smiled wryly: "You can't do it with this mentality...then..."

However, before Zhongfu finished speaking, Qian Baitao jumped out of the cave on the cliff of the snow mountain, and his figure disappeared into the night.

Seeing Qian Baitao leave, Zhongfu couldn't help but feel a little sad, and murmured: "Although his character is unstable, his kung fu has already reached the level of cultivating gods and returning emptiness."

"Even if you use your strength to break the cleverness, no one in this world can stop you..."

"If I had this level of skill back then, I wouldn't..."

As Zhong Fu said, he unconsciously looked towards the cave in the mountain, and the painting of unknown ages hung inside.

Whispering: "This time we bid farewell, I'm afraid we won't see each other again in this life."

"Fate gathers and fate disperses, that's how it is."

"It's okay, it's okay."

But when Zhongfu was in a trance, Qian Baitao's voice came from outside the mountain, echoing continuously in the wind and snow.

"Master, thank you for taking care of me these days!"

"When I find my boyfriend and I'm in a good mood, I'll bring him to see you!"

"Then what, you are all old and immortal, so stop staring at that painting in a daze!"

"Go out and walk more, the woman in the painting will feel at ease when she knows about it!"

"See you someday!"

Zhongfu was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked outside the cave, where he could not see Qian Baitao's figure.

After a few seconds of ecstasy, a smile and relief appeared on that expressionless face, and he murmured, "Hey, it's nice to hear you call me a bad old man."

"Hahaha……!"

"Whatever!"

"I have guarded this snow mountain for a hundred years, and it's time to take Yanran out for a walk!"

Zhongfu laughed, walked into the cave, carefully put away the paintings hanging on the wall, and wrapped them up.

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In the hinterland of the snow-capped mountain, in the ice cave that records the supreme skills.

The frozen woman and the rusty sword continued to guard the cave unchanged for thousands of years.

Just after Qian Baitao left, the words and patterns on the 8 ice surfaces on the wall slowly disappeared into that piece of frost.

Only the two lines on the ninth piece of ice remained.

"Going up to the poor and falling to the underworld, it is neither human, nor immortal, nor demon." 』

"What is this life for?" 』

then……

A voice without any emotion echoed in the cave.

"The sky is most private, and it is most public.The control of fate lies in Qi.The root of life for the dead, the root of death for the living.Grace is born of harm, and harm is born of grace.Fools use heaven, earth, literature, and science to be holy, and I use time, objects, literature, philosophy...』

"You hate this way the most, but because of this, no one is more suitable for this way than you." 』

"I am stuck in this way, and would rather die than take that step forward. 』

"You, can you find a solution? 』

"Once you enter this way, you will live this way forever." 』

"Hundred rounds of reincarnation, what is this life for..."

Boom-!

With a loud noise, the ice cave completely collapsed at this moment.

And the frozen woman, and the rusty iron sword next to it, turned into frost and dust, and completely disappeared into the ruins.

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Just half a day after Qian Baitao left, there were still three days before Huashan Lunjian.

The news of the system also rang in the ears of death game players.

"jingle. 』

"For all players who have received tasks related to "Huashan Lunjian", the system map location is hidden. 』

"When a player completes the "No. [-] in the World" related tasks, the system map player positioning will be reopened. 』

Chapter 38. Stinky fish and rotten shrimp (4.5K)

On the ninth day of September, the day Huashan discusses swords.

On the top of Huashan Mountain, there is about half an open space of a football field, a few pines and cypresses, and a few Samshui trees.

There are some strange rocks around, covered by a thin layer of snow.

The foot of Huashan Mountain is lush and green, but as the altitude rises, the temperature also drops.

On weekdays, there is no such thing as a sword debate at Huashan Mountain. If someone comes here to pay homage to the place of sword debates, they will be sweaty when they climb the mountain wearing thin clothes at the foot of the mountain.

But near the top of the mountain, when standing in the clouds and mist, it is cold and windy, so you need to add layers of clothes.

At noon today, it was the time when Jianghu agreed that Huashan Discussion of Swords would begin.

There is still more than an hour at this moment, if it were held in Huashan Mountain in the past, many heroes must have gathered here.

Some are to fight for the title of No. [-] in the world, and some are simply to admire the real masters who are rarely seen on weekdays.

But today, on the summit, there are only a few dozen people gathered together.

Among the dozen or so people were death game players Liu Lang, Liu Hu, and Liu Mang.

Jianghu masters, big and small poison kings from outside the domain, and 7 or 8 Jianghu masters that Liu Mang spent a lot of money to find.

Liu Hu was a little nervous: "Busy, it's only 2 hours, and the time agreed by Huashan Lunjian will arrive!"

"Do you think we can win the title of number one in the world?"

"Hey, I'm really nervous!"

Liu Mang had a natural posture and said with a calm smile, "3000 horse bandits from Majiagou, 1000 hired Jiang Hu people, and poisoned crossbow arrows, ambushed in advance, who came up here?"

"It's good to be at ease. When noon comes, let's take a formality and directly win the title of No. [-] in the world. Just play this game with your eyes closed!"

"Hahaha, there are B-type missions in this game that can earn points. Although the more missions you take, the less points you get, but you still have to earn points before you leave. You can't waste this opportunity!"

Liu Lang: "It's still Liu Busy, you are smart!"

"That's right, don't worry."

"It's just that I can't follow the master of Majiagou to slaughter that master of the rivers and lakes with the dragon and tiger swords. After all, I feel a little itchy!"

"There is still time now, why don't I go down and have a look?"

Liu hurriedly stopped: "No!"

"Let's go up the mountain and wait in advance, because we are afraid that something will go wrong."

"When Huashan Discussion of Swords is over, if you are not afraid of death, you can go wherever you want!"

Liu busy talk has reached this level, Liu Lang had no choice but to accept his heart addiction.

So far, apart from Liu Busy, there are no other masters or players on the top of Huashan Mountain. It can be seen that it is relatively smooth.

But Liu Mang didn't dare to be careless at all.

At noon three days ago, with the disappearance of the player's location on the system map, Liu Mang also felt that the risk had increased a lot, and it was somewhat stressful.

But counting the time, there was less than half an hour left in Huashan Lunjian, Liu Mang couldn't help being proud of his strategy, the corners of his mouth raised a little, and the speed of pinching the rosary in his hand was even faster.

He muttered in his mouth: "Hey, this wave is foolproof!"

"This game is really smooth..."

However, before he finished speaking, he saw a few people wearing Taoist uniforms walking up the small road on the top of Huashan Mountain.

"Hey, fortunately, I did a fortune-telling before I came here."

"Traveling today is very dangerous, so be careful in everything."

"Hey, there are indeed horse bandits on this road!"

"Fortunately, my lightness kungfu is so good, they horse bandits can't catch up with me on the mountain road!"

"Hahaha!"

As Fuxu, the first old man in yin and yang Taoist clothing, laughed, several people around him also laughed.

Liu Mang was taken aback when he saw this situation, and couldn't help but ask the masters on his side: "Who are these people, are they good?"

I was just muttering, the game went well!

This good guy, after a while, a few old men who looked not simple came up.

The master Liu Mang looked at the old men, waved his hands and said, "It's Li Qianqiu, the master of Chunyang, who can barely enter the first class, and is proficient in swordsmanship, lightness kung fu and Taoism."

"It's okay, Chunyang never competes for the title of No. [-] in the world. Every time Huashan Lunjian comes over, he mainly sells ointment for bruises, to gain popularity, and take the opportunity to cheat some disciples nearby to earn extra money!"

Liu busy heaved a sigh of relief.

Problems that can be solved with money are not problems.

Feeling that there was no need to make enemies for himself, he cupped his hands at Li Qianqiu and gave him a kind look.