About the brave man who became a thousand-year-old potato and ended up destroying the world

"Well, they should have left," Mo Wente nodded. "It seems that they have no intention of having any interaction with the local army."

Snow frowned and pondered for a moment, then said: "It's unreliable. These guys never care about other people's lives. There may be some hidden dangers left here. We have to get out quickly, Yayin, Liu Ji, Luni, Ao Sa and Na Beilin are waiting outside. When Carly comes back, I will take you out to find them."

"Wait, Ya Yin and Liu Ji?" Mo Wente was stunned, "Are they okay?"

"Yeah, it's okay," Snow said with a smile, "Although they couldn't figure out what was going on, the tyrant really didn't go looking for them."

"Huh, that's great," Mo Wente let out a long breath, "You don't know how many nights Carly cried with me because of this matter..."

"Talk about her, I'm afraid you won't feel well either," Snow teased.

"Aha..." Mo Wente scratched his eyebrows and did not refute.

"Anyway, we have to leave quickly," Snow said. "How long does it take for Carly to come back? How about I go find her directly? I'm afraid the tyrant's back-up will come quickly.

"Usually it won't take long, but..." Mowente looked out the window, "Tsk, it's hard to say what's going on today."

"Huh?" Snow followed Mowente and looked out the window, only to see that there seemed to be a celebration ceremony being held on the stage a little further away.

"The celebration after the big victory?" Snow leaned on the window sill and looked towards the stage in the distance, "Is it starting right after the fight?"

"This has always been the case here. After all, the soldiers who have changed shifts still have to be at their posts, so the people who have just been replaced are now free to celebrate," Mo Wente said. "Although this kind of celebration is actually in accordance with the regulations, but it is true Keeps morale high here.”

"So there is actually only one group of people celebrating? It feels quite subtle. I always feel that everyone should be celebrating together," Snow rubbed his chin and muttered, "The one who is speaking is the commander here?"

"Well, that's Birkinsche, the most powerful warrior here. But I heard that there are even stronger envoys here than him, but I've never seen them before," Mowent said. "The old man behind him The general is the deputy commander here, and he is usually responsible for the overall command, but it seems that he has just arrived here not long ago, saying that he is from the royal capital..."

"You just came here recently?" Snow frowned.

"Well, two weeks ago, it was said that he was transferred here to assist in the command," Mo Wente nodded, "He is a very stern old general, but at least I feel that he is quite principled."

"Yeah..." Snow gently rubbed her chin and looked at the two people's positions, always feeling that something was a little subtle.

It was possible for him to release his own perception. At this moment, he seemed to be standing under the stage, listening to the two people's speeches.

There was nothing special about the speech, just a set of inspiring words of encouragement, old-fashioned, but still effective in boosting morale.

It was said to be a so-called celebration, but it didn't seem to have the food and wine that Snow imagined. Instead, it was more like some kind of religious ceremony. Many priests in gorgeous costumes walked off the stage and seemed to be treating the soldiers one by one. baptism.

"Is this how they celebrate?" Snow asked doubtfully.

"Well, it is a religious country after all," Mowente shrugged.

"No, other religious countries don't have this." Snow scratched his chin, "It's quite strange."

While these clergymen were performing the baptism ceremony, the speeches on the stage were also continuing. The man called Bill Kinsche was loudly reading something like a doctrinal scripture.

But Snow's attention wasn't on him.

What he noticed was the majestic-looking old general standing behind Bilkins.

No one noticed that he was moving slowly, and unknowingly, he had moved to the side and rear of Birkinsche.

Seeing this scene, Snow had a bad feeling in her heart.

And the next moment, this premonition turned into reality.

In full public view, Bilkinsche's chest was penetrated.

A golden heart is held firmly in a slender hand.

He turned his head in disbelief and looked at the person standing behind him.

There should have been an old general standing there.

But now, there was a smiling, beautiful black-haired woman standing there.

Then, with a bang, his heart burst, and then his knees weakened and he knelt down on the spot.

For a while, the scene was silent.

However, the next moment, Birkinsche suddenly slapped the ground, took up his long sword, turned around and slashed at the person behind him.

However, this knife drew a strange arc in the air and finally stabbed into his chest.

Blood splattered, and Bilgins vomited out a mouthful of blood, and then roared to the sky. He pulled out the sharp sword from his chest with his right hand and stabbed him repeatedly. His left hand was tearing the skin of his right arm like crazy, and he roared. , struggling, his head hit the ground again and again, causing his head to be bloody and his brain to be splattered.

The woman, on the other hand, gracefully stepped over his body and walked to the stage.

Her clothes slowly changed, turning into a pitch-black robe dotted with golden dark patterns, and behind her, a pitch-black cloak was fluttering in the wind.

On the cloak, no more and no less, there were three bright red blood stains staggered.

200. Two-in-one, why do you sound so much like you are looking for a young lady?

Beyond the stronghold, beneath the earth.

An invisible wave passed over the wilderness.

Liu Ji, who had just returned to his hiding place, suddenly felt a trance in front of his eyes, shook his head, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

"Strange, why am I suddenly dizzy..." Liu Ji rubbed his eyebrows.

Just as he was muttering, he turned his head and saw Yayin looking up at the sky for some reason, her eyes widening.

"Ya Yin?" Liu Ji asked confused, "What's wrong with you?"

Yayin glanced at him and said nothing. Instead, she waved her wand and floated to the ground alone.

Liu Ji was confused and followed him.

It didn't take long for the two of them to rise to the surface.

"What are you doing..." Liu Ji dug his head out of the soil, saw Ya Yin looking ahead with a frown, and followed Ya Yin's line of sight.

Then he saw, even after coming to this world, it was the most gorgeous spectacle.

How big is a strategic fortress? To be honest, it is not so much a fortress, but an armed city in itself.

But now, the entire city is actually enveloped by a huge pastel-colored bubble.

Seven-color light clouds floated in it, dressing up the originally solemn and solemn fortress like a dreamy bubble in a fairy tale. The sunlight shone on the bubble, reflecting a rainbow-like soft light, which was beautiful.

A bird flew by in the sky, seemingly dazzled by the spectacle, and unknowingly flew into the foam.

Along with a ripple of seven-colored clouds and mist, the bird flew into the bubble. Then, the clouds and mist slowly rippled and returned to their original shape.

And the flying bird never came out again.

"What is this? Some kind of magic?" Liu Ji asked doubtfully.

"Well, the magic of the Third King's Cavalry," Yayin said with a gloomy face, "Damn it, Snow and the others are still inside..."

With that said, she got out of the ground and walked straight towards the bubble.

At this moment, a rather playful voice sounded from the side.

"Little girl, please save it. Do you want to go in and die?"

Liu Ji turned his head and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Tulin was seen leaning on a big tree nearby, glancing at Yain with a playful smile on his face.

"Who are you?" Yayin asked with a frown.

"An enthusiastic person passing by," Tulin said with a smile, turned to look at Liu Ji, and waved to him, "Hey, brother, do you want to chat?"

Yayin turned her head and looked at Liu Ji and then at Tulin, her brows furrowed with a puzzled look on her face.

Liu Ji looked a little embarrassed.

After all, although this guy always looks playful and smiling, he is a real King Cavalry.

"Do you know him?" Yayin asked Liu Ji.

"Probably," Liu Ji rubbed his eyebrows.

"Of course," Turin said with a smile, "aren't we close friends?"

"No, it doesn't look that way," Liu Ji's mouth twitched.

Seeing the confusion on Ya Yin's face, Liu Ji had no choice but to get out of the ground and said: "Well, I'll go and have a little chat with him. Well, don't be impulsive. Maybe there is a better way. Deal with the situation here.”

Although Ya Yin was confused, she didn't say anything and stepped aside temporarily.

Liu Ji walked towards Tulin helplessly, but the latter was not polite and directly put his arm around Liu Ji's shoulders and walked aside.

"It seems like you didn't bump into Lao Qi. What a pity," Tulin said with a smile as he walked away.

"No, I bumped into him, and I was smeared by him," Liu Ji said casually, "So what are you here for now? Give me another DLC about the Third King's Cavalry?"

"What is DLC?" Turin asked.

"It's hard to explain," Liu Ji shrugged, "You just need to understand the spirit."

"Well, let me take a guess," Tulin said with a smile, "You should really want the third child's information now, right?"

"Of course," Liu Ji said, "So do you want to send it to me?"

"Oh, it's very difficult to get the information about the third child," Tulin stroked his chin, "What should we do?"

Liu Ji glanced at him and said nothing.

"Hey, don't be so boring, I won't do anything to you," Tulin said with a smile, "How about making a deal?"

"Quotation," Liu Ji said, "although I can't imagine what conditions someone like you would offer."

"Hey, you don't know me very well. In fact, I am a very satisfied person," Tulin said with a smile, "Just, how about you accompany me for a week?"

"Your excuse sounds more like you're looking for a young lady," Liu Ji's brows twitched, "I suggest you just tell me what you want me to do."

"No, that's just the literal meaning," Turin shrugged. "After all, I've always been quite boring."

"So I don't have time to joke with you now, can't you get down to business first?" Liu Ji frowned.

"Ah, why do no one believe me every time I tell you the truth?" Tulin scratched his head, "Forget it, let me change the conditions. How about you help me smash the place?"

"Where?" Liu Ji asked.

"A high tower," Turin said with a smile, "the first high tower built in this world. Oh, by the way, I see there is a big cat among your companions. Do you know the race of that big cat? "

"What do you mean?" Liu Ji raised his eyebrows.

"It's a bit troublesome to talk about, so I won't tell you too much. To put it simply, his race was the guardian of a certain artifact," Turin said, "Ah, but that race has been exterminated, and that little The cat was probably left behind, and the artifact guarded by their race is kept in that high tower."

Liu Ji glanced at Tulin, thought for a moment, and asked, "What is the use of that artifact?"

"It's useless," Turin shrugged, "because it's just a part of a complete artifact. By itself, it can barely be used as an energy core, but it's too wasteful."

"You want that thing?" Liu Ji asked, "What can you do after you form a complete artifact?"

"Ah...well," Turin touched his chin, "Do you seriously think I will tell you the truth?"

"I didn't think so at first," Liu Ji said, "but after you said this, I don't think so."

"Perhaps I am just saying this to make you believe me?" Turin said with a smile.

"Stop nesting dolls," Liu Ji frowned, "What's going on?"

"It's not that great. Didn't I tell you that the exchange is for you to smash it there," Tulin said. "As for what happens to the artifact, I don't care. If you want it, it's yours. If you don't want it, you can still Give it back to that big cat, although I don’t recommend you do this, after all, with his strength, he simply can’t hold on to that thing.”

"That's all?" Liu Ji looked at Tulin suspiciously.

"Yes, that's all," Túrin said, smiling.

"Who is guarding there?" Liu Ji asked.

"The eighth king rides, but he is not always there. If you are lucky, you may not even run into him," Tulin said.

"I've never had good luck in this area," Liu Ji's mouth twitched.

"That doesn't matter, at least I will give you some information about him," Tulin said with a smile.

Liu Ji thought for a moment and said, "Okay, at least it doesn't sound unacceptable, but don't expect me to fight for it."

"Of course, and I think it might be quite simple for you," Turin said. "So, this is the information you want."

With that said, he handed a piece of paper to Liu Ji.

"Here, open it and take a look," Tulin said. "I won't delay you. After all, I think you should be anxious. Oh, by the way, let's read the last paragraph first."

Liu Ji glanced at him suspiciously, then opened the paper in his hand, and then looked at the last paragraph.

The next moment, his pupils shrank.

“Illusion world—dream bubble.