After Online Dating with Unlimited Streaming BOSS - Chapter 92
Third, at the beginning of the reincarnation timeline, Rong Yi announced the news obtained from the previous timeline in the group:
Rong Yi: … So, my master may be the big boss of this dungeon. The opening of the entrance to the devil world is likely to be related to him.
Raymond: !
Luo Huayue: !
Zhang Haiyang: ! I’m the one who beat the big BOSS!
ICE: ! you have not. You just hit and run, which is fundamentally different from hitting.
ICE: Are you with the big boss now?
Rong Yi checked his skills. Fortunately, the number of levels reached in the last reincarnation has not been reset by the restart of the world line, and she still remains at the “Leaving Soul” level.
“It should be near him, but I didn’t see him.” The body sword was hanging on the wall. She was like a tethered balloon, swaying around Yin Yue’s dormitory in a radius of ten meters, and saw The servants came and went in a hurry, but Yin Yue was nowhere to be seen.
Raymond: What kind of Tao did he practice? Not kendo anyway. Jianxiu pays attention to the sword not leaving people, and the sword and his wife are almost the same.
Luo Huayue: It’s related to martial arts. Our lovesickness is basically based on love. I don’t know what kind of way the Supreme Palace is.
Rong Yi: I’ll check.
She couldn’t get out of the house, but she could have a good look at the things in the house.
Although she couldn’t touch the books on the bookshelf, the titles of the books exposed were all about body forging, qi pulse, inner vision, etc. Rong Yi guessed that this was probably a sect that used self-body cultivation as the way to enter the Dao.
Others are ordinary objects, and there are also some magical instruments and spells that she has never seen before, but they are all placed on the bright side, which may be relatively common things in the world of immortals.
There is no secret room, no secret room, and it looks like an item from the demon world. This is an ordinary, casual student dormitory.
According to the verification of several people, this time restart was traced back to two days before the start of the Qingyuan Fa Conference.
Zhang Haiyang: Every time you fail, push the time forward by 24 hours. And so on, don’t we theoretically fail? There are countless opportunities to come back?
Raymond: Not necessarily. The infinite loop dungeons I have experienced before, some will indicate the number of cycles, some will break your mind with countless deaths; and some will keep you trapped in the dungeon and cannot return to reality even if you don’t die. That’s scarier than death.
Rong Yi couldn’t help but think of the old man in the cruise dungeon who escaped the last round of dungeon killings and floated on the sea for three months.
The sects of several people are far apart. Even if they are cultivating the world view of immortals, they still don’t have the ability to make a fool of themselves. They can only act separately on their respective sites to find clues about the suspected big boss, Yin Yue.
At present, Rong Yi has found three clues about Yin Yue:
1. On the day when the entrance to the Demon Realm was opened, Yin Yue’s eyes were black and bloodshot, and she didn’t know if it was the sequelae of some kind of magic or some kind of demonization phenomenon;
2. Yin Yue had contact with her biological father in those days. This biological father who has never appeared may be the final clue;
3. Yin Yue seems to love her broken sword very much. Even if she goes to participate in the Qingyuan Dharma Festival in such a prosperous world, she refuses to change to a decent weapon.
The team began to collect clues for these three points. Fortunately, Yin Yue is a rising star in the world of immortality. Whether it is her appearance or talent, she is well-known, and there are many true and false rumors.
After sifting out the apparently fabricated rumors, several people obtained the following clues:
1. Yin Yuemanyue was abandoned under the gate of the Supreme Palace, and was adopted by the current palace master as a direct disciple;
2. Yin Yue is beautiful, and her parents should also be good-looking people. According to their age, there are about three immortal cultivators in the father’s generation who are famous for their appearance and whose family heirs are not clear. One of them has already ascended and there is no trace; the other two are a man and a woman, the man is the vast immortal of Tianwenzong. , He is known for his indifference and indifference. The female is Linlang Fairy from the Acacia Sect, and she is also a powerful person at the level of the town school’s uncle.
Coincidentally, it is in the two sects where several people belong, which is convenient for exploration. They have all seen Yin Yue’s face in the previous reincarnations, as long as they compare carefully, they should be able to see the clues.
Several people acted separately, only Rong Yi, when it was getting late, was still trapped in the small dormitory. She has turned around, even the underground, and at this moment, she can only look at her personal system in a boring way.
X’s account shows that he is logged in, but there is no response. He may have been kidnapped by the plot and entered the play.
There was no sign of rain outside the house. She leaned against the body sword and sighed softly.
The door creaked open, and Yin Yue came in with an oil-paper umbrella. Finally seeing a living person, Rong Yi Piao looked at him left and right, and whispered, “Do immortal cultivators also need to use umbrellas? There is no such thing as shelter from the rain?”
Yin Yue put away the dripping paper umbrella and leaned against the door, closed the door, turned back, and looked straight at her.
This time Rong Yi found out that he didn’t really see it, he just looked in this direction. It was the same as the scene of the last Qingyuan Dharma meeting in the last reincarnation.
So she brazenly crossed her legs and pinched his chin in a false way: “This model is so beautiful, it’s a match for Fan Xingze.”
Yin Yue suddenly raised her hand and held her wrist, and a cold and mellow voice sounded in the empty room:
“Who are you?”
Rong Yi was shocked! He quickly pulled away.
He could actually see it! So in the last reincarnation, he also saw it and pretended not to see it!
Rong Yi floated in the air in shock, he hesitated: “Obviously, I am your sword spirit…”
But in Yin Yue’s eyes, she only saw her mouth opening and closing, and there was no sound. He frowned. “I can’t read lips. Are you kidding me?”
It was only then that Rong Yi realized that she had not yet achieved the intermediate skill of “speaking”, so Yin Yue could not hear her voice.
She is similar to You Hun now, unable to speak or pick up a pen, how to communicate?
Fortunately, Yin Yue is worthy of being a leader among her peers. She quickly guessed the current situation and said, “I’ll ask you something, you just need to nod and shake your head.”
Rong Yi nodded quickly.
Yin Yue: “Are you a ghost?”
Rong Yi shook his head and pointed to the sword on the wall.
Yin Yue’s eyes narrowed slightly: “Are you my sword spirit?”
Rong Yi nodded quickly.
Yin Yue slowly paced a few steps, took out a few spells from the bookshelf, and sat down at the table to write. Rong Yi floated aside curiously, and couldn’t understand anything.
After writing the last stroke, Yin Yue picked up the spell and blew it dry, then suddenly turned her head and stuck it on Rong Yi!
It’s amazing to say, it’s obviously a ghost that can’t touch anything, but this spell can be firmly attached, and then a burst of electric shock-like pain spreads all over the body!
“Ah ah ah -” Yung Yi screamed toss or whirl in the air, but Yin Yue’s eyes, only to see her look of pain, silently crying with.
Yin Yue has a happy expression: “My sword spirit? Heh. Not to mention that I am not a sword cultivator, and I can’t cultivate a sword spirit at all; even if I accidentally cultivate a sword spirit, then my realm should at least rise, and Not without fluctuations. Have you thought about it? After thinking about it, I will give you another chance, and answer me honestly, what exactly are you?”
fuck! Rong Yi scolded his mother in his heart, this cheap master looks like a graceful and turbid son of Shijia, but he didn’t expect to be so ruthless in secret! She nearly fainted in pain, and nodded with the last bit of consciousness.
As Yin Yue lifted the spell, the excruciating pain subsided, but her muscles were still twitching uncontrollably, resisting the aftermath of the pain.
Seeing her pained expression, Yin Yue raised the corners of her lips, and pretended to raise her sleeves to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, and said: “It’s so pitiful, how can you still sweat? It’s definitely not a ghost. Write a talisman. It’s very troublesome, and you’d better not bother me.”
Rong Yi yelled at him, scolding whatever was ugly or insulting, he couldn’t hear it anyway, he was so angry!
Yin Yue sneered, picked up the pen and hooked a talisman, Rong Yi flew away alertly, but Yin Yue raised her long and fair hand, and the talisman chased after her as if she had eyes, she couldn’t escape. , and was recharged once again.
Ruyu’s finger hooked, the spell floated back to spontaneous combustion, and Rong Yi was so tired that he closed his eyes and lay in the air to calm down.
Yin Yue: “Although I can’t hear what you said, but looking at your expression, it must not be a good word. Why, are you ready to resist communication? I still have the patience to write another talisman.”
Rong Yi immediately opened his eyes and looked at him coldly.
Very good, she underestimated the enemy.
This person is not easy to deal with.
She tidied up her collar and raised her hand for him to continue.
Long eyebrows raised lightly, Yin Yue hooked her lips and smiled: “Yes, this attitude is right.”
“You’re not a sword spirit, you’re not a ghost, you can feel pain—are you a living soul?”
Rong Yi showed a puzzled look. What is a living soul?
Yin Yue clearly understood: “You don’t even know what a living soul is, you are not a person from the world of cultivating immortals?”
Rong Yi thought for a while and nodded.
Yin Yue: “…from the demon world?”
She shook her head immediately.
Yin Yue: “Mortal?”
Roughly the same. nod.
Yin Yue touched her chin and pondered for a moment: “Is it because of some reason that I have become this state and can’t leave me?”
It’s not that I can’t leave you, it’s that I can’t leave your sword! Rong Yi pointed to the sword again.
Yin Yue is confused: “The sword is self-inflicted? Impossible… This sword is not an ancient artifact, how can it have self-inflicted life?”
I saw the woman floating in the air nodding her head desperately, pointing to herself and her sword.
“Really alive?”
Rong Yi rolled her eyes, her current state can only be explained by her own life, whether she believes it or not.
Yin Yue picked up the sword. No matter how you look at it, this is a worn and ordinary sword.
“…Then you, do you know my parents?”
Rong Yi’s spirit is lifted!
Yin Yue will take this broken sword that does not conform to her identity with her, it must be because there is something special about this sword. Sure enough, since he said so, then this sword is related to his parents.
Given that he didn’t seem to like abandoning his biological father, and for his own sake, she could only relate to his mother.
Seeing her nodding, Yin Yue really asked again between her father and mother.
“…You know my mother…” Yin Yue couldn’t hide the joy on her face, he was already good-looking, this smile was even more gifted, almost blinding Rong Yi.
In fact, Rong Yi just opened the floating screen and saw the message sent by Luo Huayue.
Luo Huayue: I saw Fairy Linlang. I think she looks a bit like Yin Yue…
ICE: Beautiful people are almost neat, ugly people are ugly. Sister, you must have a way to know things like birthmarks on Yin Yue’s body before it can be used as evidence of parentage.
They are also not sure if Fairy Linlang is Yin Yue’s mother. But now, in order to hook Yin Yue, Rong Yi can only use these ambiguous things as his bargaining chips to negotiate with Yin Yue.
Yin Yue really softened her attitude a lot because she was related to her mother.
“That person never mentioned his mother in the letter.” Yin Yue said to herself, “Oh, he must be afraid that I will find my mother and seek revenge for him for abandoning me! My mother must be a very powerful person.”
Fairy Linlang, the treasure of the Acacia sect, it must be very powerful, Rong Yi nodded heavily.
Yin Yue showed her face: “Tell me more about your mother. Is she still alive?”
Oh, no matter how cruel and ruthless the wolf cub is, he is still crying to find his mother. Just as Rong Yi was about to nod his head, he suddenly remembered his stagnant skill level.
Taking advantage of the fact that Yin Yue is in a good mood now and wants something from her, it will be worthwhile for her to order more.
She floated to the bookshelf, motioned to Yin Yue to take down the book, and instructed him to open it.
Rong Yi searched for the words he needed in the densely packed prose, and pointed his transparent fingers down one by one. Yin Yue read along:
“Think, know, say, more, more, take, me, go, fight, fight—?”