Half Immortal - Chapter 166

    As soon as Yan Wei went out, he ran into Yan Mingguang’s arms. He stood up straight now, his eyes just stopped on the man’s collar, and he could vaguely see the swallow necklace hidden under the collar. Even though they have recovered their memories and data now, Yan Mingguang is still wearing this swallow pendant necklace. Even if he has completely changed his clothes after entering this copy, he has never put it away.

    I don’t know if I can take this out of the building at that time as a souvenir.

    Yan Wei’s thoughts drifted back, and he said, “He sent me a message very early, and I never read the black ring and didn’t reply to him.”

    This copy does not suppress anything, and all the functions of the black ring can be used normally. It’s just that after Yan Wei recovered the data, even the body index was accumulated twice after climbing the building, which was higher than other players who were good at body index.

    Not to mention the perception he has always been good at.

    So since Yan Wei entered this dungeon, he has been using his senses to do things, and the props have never been used much, let alone the black ring.

    Just now, every step he took, there were countless Yan Mingguang and himself in front of him, all kinds of strange ways of dying, and even some words that Yan Mingguang couldn’t say.

    At first, Yan Wei’s mood moved a little.

    Even if you know that those are not true, the false illusions can already arouse people’s turmoil in an instant.

    After taking a few more steps and seeing more, he actually gave birth to some leisurely interest in watching. I also saw a few pictures that I thought were more interesting. After I thought about it, I shared it with Yan Mingguang, so I took out the black ring and wanted to record a few images.

    It turned out that such images could not be recorded at all, but instead saw the message that Song Chengan sent in the morning.

    Yan Wei temporarily closed the projection view and said, “After I restore the data, the contacts added by Black Ring have also come back, but…”

    It’s just that most of the names are grayed out.

    Yan Mingguang clenched his hand slightly.

    Yan Wei smiled and said: “Song Chengan is one of the few, those I knew for the first time survived… Forget it, it’s all in the past, anyway, he contacted him in the morning I said that another player with a very positive purpose has arrived on his side, and now he is waiting for us in the Hall of Guanyin of the Treasures.”

    The side halls of Guanyin of other dharmas surround the main hall. They come out of the hall of Guanyin holding scriptures and walk around the main hall.

    Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang hurried towards Song Chengan, and by the way, they talked about what happened in the side hall.

    Yan Mingguang knew it for a long time, but he still listened to Yan Wei’s narration, and said, “It has come to me too, let me in, and there is still time to accompany you downstairs.”

    But he didn’t, he just stood at the door, waiting for Yan Wei to come out.

    Yan Wei sneered: “I have reached the top floor with you for the second time, how can it still think that this kind of illusion can shake me?”

    “Because it only has evil, and all the greed, hatred and delusion in the building are absorbed by it,” Yan Mingguang explained very slowly, and when he mentioned evil thoughts, the disdain in his tone was deeper than that of Yan Wei, ” Its most rooted idea is different from ours, and we cannot think about it with the logic of normal people.”

    That is what the greed, hatred and hatred of all players have condensed since the world in the building existed for so long. It doesn’t even make sense to live, it just wants to exist, because it absorbs the desire of many players to survive at all costs, so it also wants to exist for a long time.

    So it will always tempt Yan Wei with the “long-term” that Yan Wei doesn’t care about at all, and even looks forward to shaking hands and making peace.

    They can’t start from the root of goodness, understand what evil thoughts are thinking, and evil thoughts can’t start from the root of evil, and understand Yanwei’s pursuit of crossing the world.

    Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang crossed their fingers, stepping on the soft white snow, walking in the Sanskrit incense.

     Just as he was about to reopen the camera, he suddenly stopped.

    Yan Mingguang was pulled by him and stopped, looking back at him.

    “Yan Mingguang.” Yan Wei called him.

    “Hmm.”

    “If you have any discovery or idea, don’t make a decision.” He finally said, “You must discuss it with me.”

    Maybe it was because of the second time he climbed the building, every time a bad thought appeared, he and Yan Mingguang were always separated, which brought him a subtle feeling. It may also be because the end is almost at the moment, but Yan Mingguang’s feeling for him is getting more and more blurred.

    Yan Wei’s heart became clearer. He didn’t think he should be the one to be kept in the dark.

    He vaguely felt that when he climbed up, even if he found out that he was back, don’t tell him anything, let him regain his memory.

    Is there a backhand he left for himself that he didn’t remember?

    Did he anticipate the current situation at the time, anticipated that Yan Mingguang might hide something, and was prepared for it?

    He believes in Yan Mingguang, and he also believes in himself. Believe in your first time upstairs.

    In that case, leave it to his own arrangements to resolve these obscure matters. He only asked that there was nothing contrary to Yan Mingguang and him, and that was enough.

    They were already approaching Song Chengan’s Hall of Treasures Guanyin, but they stopped in the snow. The warm breath condensed into substance in the cold air, the heat spread out, and a few hazy strokes were drawn between the two of them.

    Yan Wei pulled Yan Mingguang and waited until the other party gave a soft “um”.

    He then reopened the main perspective of the projection.

      .

    They didn’t expect that Yan Wei was really not tempted by the passage of descending the building, and he really didn’t have any anger in his heart, and he didn’t look back.

    Too many people have been immersed in the world in the building for too long, and they have long forgotten the backbone and arrogance that they were used to. The longer you live on the edge of life and death, the more you cherish life.

    Over time, high-level players would prefer not to enter the top-level dungeon to survive, and the descending passage is regarded as a life-saving retreat.

    “Can you really have no evil thoughts in your heart…?”

    “I don’t quite understand his behavior of giving up the retreat… Now the descending passage is ruined, if this dungeon is really the same as other top-level dungeons, and the difficulty is close to the group destruction, how can it be? Doesn’t that mean giving up the chance to live?”

    “This Yanwei, is it possible that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers? This is the first time he goes to the dungeon above the 90th floor, does he not know that the dungeon above the 90th floor will take one wrong step? Damn, Meng Lin is already dead…”

    “His ambitions seem to be great, and he doesn’t just want to get to the top and leave.”

    In the crowd, Xue Wan was holding a long knife, her face darkened.

    He remembered Yan Wei. In the forty-ninth floor dungeon more than half a year ago, Yan Wei became the first person to let him go back.

    Xue Wan is similar to Xu Miaomiao, who is trained by a large organization like Qixing with all the resources. As long as there is no accident, sooner or later, he will become a super-high-level player who is also qualified to attack the top-level dungeon, replacing those who accidentally died in the super-high-level dungeon.

    Before he entered the forty-ninth floor, he really did not suffer such a big loss.

    When he came out from the forty-ninth floor, he realized that he was not the only seed player who returned because of Yan Wei. He wasn’t the first, or even the last.

    Xue Wan was somewhat unconvinced in her heart.

    Why is he still hitting the 90th floor, Yan Wei has already entered the top dungeon, and is even leading a group of experienced super high-level players at this moment?

    He sneered: “Ambitious? Did he think he was v? At that time, v had a lot of super high-rise players who were willing to follow him and die for him. All players end everything, does Yan Wei have that ability?”

      They have all heard about v.

    “V is such a pity… That top-level dungeon, no one knows what happened in the end, v most likely died in the dungeon…”

    “Even if Yan Wei is ambitious, he may not have such a detached idea, right? Not everyone can be the same as V, even if I have that ability, I will not challenge Lou’s authority .”

    Standing not far away, Xiang Ying turned the string of beads in his hand, regretting that he did not enter this dungeon that was very suitable for his skills, while thinking of the eighty-ninth floor dungeon that just came out , Lin Qing Ding Xiao and others’ attitude towards Yan Wei.

    The idea that was vaguely generated in the copy suddenly broke its shell and appeared clearly in front of him.

    Lin Qing and Ding Xiao are both players who have had an intersection with the legendary player, and are also one of the few players who have lived to the present and have seen v.

    Their attitude towards Yan Wei is obedient and respectful.

    Xiang Ying was shocked, and the beads in his hand almost fell to the ground.

    The more he thinks about it, the more likely it is!

    He squinted his eyes, looked at Xue Wan, and said, “Don’t say that too early.”

    Xiang Ying is a super high-level player with old data. He has been to the eighty-ninth floor several times, and he has also succeeded several times in the dungeon above the ninetieth floor. Quiet, no one dared to refute.

    Xue Wan was stunned for a while, and then she said, “Why, do you think he really has this ambition? Even if he has this ambition, does Yan Wei have the corresponding strength? Entering the dungeon on the first day, everyone saw the confrontation between him and Yuemang Yu Zhengqing. The perception he released was just a little bit more than Yu Zhengqing. Yu Zhengqing is not a player with outstanding perception. This data, Far less than the one back then, still delusional to do the same thing?”

    Xiang Ying shook his head.

    Maybe it was Yan Wei’s speculation that it was V that made him feel a little rebellious towards Lou, or maybe it was the picture of Fang Caiyan Wei who never looked back aroused the backbone that he had suppressed for a long time. In the dungeon, it has always been Mingzhe to protect himself, but at this moment he said impulsively: “Then we might as well take a gamble, he has this strength and such a spirit. I don’t bully you, this junior, don’t gamble on those props, I will take this one of mine. I bet my life with you, do you dare?”

    The people around take a deep breath.

    Xue Wan smiled: “Okay, I’ll bet with you.”

    In the Hall of Zhongbao Guanyin.

    The main hall has not been stolen, but the snow of the previous two days has crushed the eaves, and the people of the Guanyin Temple are also closed together with this side hall. For the past few days, pilgrims are temporarily prohibited from entering , it happened to be cheaper for Song Chengan and others, and they found a safe place where they could not run into outsiders.

    At this moment, in the side hall, in addition to Song Chengan sitting on the futon, there are three other people.

    Two of them are Yu Zhengqing and Lin Qiao who loaded the copy with Song Chengan from the beginning. Both of them are from Yuemang, and their initial identities also came to send them to the Guanyin Temple The Taoist priest.

    The other two people who came in from Yuemang have also bumped into them. The tasks are completely different, and the directions are not the same. Obviously, the other two people belong to another camp—the super-high-level players of Yuemang are not There is no doubt, although they are both Yuemang players, but they have long been at odds in private, and it is normal to be divided into two different camps after coming in.

    There is only one person left, who is going around Song Chengan, and Song Chengan wants to slaughter his teammates.

    This person is called Zhong Bufan, and he is a player with extremely high perception. He used to be a Xuanniao player, but because he was too annoying, he was removed from his name by Lin Qing and thrown out of the Xuanniao headquarters.

    Song Chengan didn’t expect that this clock was very annoying and also entered the dungeon this time, and it is very likely that he will be in the same camp with him.

    “…” is annoying to think about.

    They were waiting here for Yan Wei, Zhong Bufan hugged a futon and sat down beside Song Chengan, and said, “Old Song, why don’t you speak? I used to look for you in the world inside the building, You ignore me, I finally caught you this time, you have to tell me about it. I watched the dungeon you used to have with v six times, but in one of the scenes, all of you projected perspectives It’s all closed, I still don’t know how v is cracked, you can tell me.”

    Song Chengan turned around, turned his back to Zhong Bufan, and said, “I told you a long time ago, I have forgotten the copy from too long ago.”

    Zhong Bufan picked up the futon again, turned it 180 degrees, and sat in front of Song Chengan again.

    Song Chengan: “…”

    Zhong Bufan: “Think about it again? The summary of the transcript I made for v is missing a few points that can’t be completed. You have two of the transcripts.”

    Song Chengan turned around again and turned back to the original direction, “Forget it.”

    I didn’t forget. Players of their level, even if they are not good at perception, will not completely forget anything. It was just that copy, he was hanged and beaten by Yan Wei the whole time, and he really didn’t want to mention it.

    “Think about it again, how could I forget it.” Zhong Bufan hugged the futon and ran another 180 degrees, returned to the origin, and faced Song Chengan face to face.

    Song Chengan turned around again, “Not everyone is like you, the skills are unforgettable.”

    Zhong Bufan followed again.

    Song Chengan almost fainted, he pressed his forehead and said, “Shut up.”

    Zhong Bufan is a novice super high-level player who has just climbed to the 90th floor and above. It is not the same period as Song Chengan. When he got up, V had long since disappeared with the secret of the top-level dungeon .

    But in fact, Zhong Bufan’s strength is not bad. This person’s skills are unforgettable, he is good at breaking the game related to perception, and the dungeon deduction ability is first-class. Each dungeon can always help other players sort out all the details. It is very suitable for teamwork, and can even be said to be a good cooperation. Object – Provided that the cooperating players do not know v.

    Zhong Bufan has thoroughly studied all the transcript records left by v, and has a lot of stories about v’s public deeds. While taking v’s first-class deduction ability as a mantra, he also wants to have the opportunity to compete with v.

    In short, Zhong Bufan has a very complicated love-hate emotion towards v.

    So, he cooperates with those super high-level players who don’t know v, that is a worry-free and powerful teammate. But when encountering people who have met V and are still alive, he will pester him to ask questions, and ask people to be autistic.

    It was because of this that Lin Qing didn’t even want Zhong Bufan’s strength, so he directly removed the person from Xuanniao.

    Zhong Bufan was also not angry, and changed to the famous broken sickle, and continued to love and hate v.

    Song Chengan saw that Zhong Bufan had to ask, but his perception had already met Yan Wei’s, his cold face finally wavered, and he said to Zhong Bufan, “Yan Wei and the others will It’s almost here, I advise you to stop talking.”

    He really wanted to save his current teammate’s life.

    Besides, Yu Zhengqing snorted: “The more I live, the more I go back. I actually asked a few of us to wait here for a super high-rise novice. That Yan Wei, and others with him Of the few mysterious birds, apart from Lin Qing, which one is not a newcomer? Lin Qing has disappeared, but we are waiting for a few newbies here.”

    Song Chengan raised his eyelids, gave Yu Zhengqing a cool look, and said nothing.

    Lin Qiao, who is also a Yuemang player, is still thinking about the things before entering the dungeon. In addition, Yuemang Xuanniao has deep grievances, so it is naturally impossible to have a good impression of Xuanniao. Said: “We have already set the task correctly, and there are definitely two camps from other players. The next step is to figure out how many props we have to deal with female ghosts, and let Yan Wei and Lin Zhen directly. The lunatic just tell us the props they have.”

    Song Chengan suddenly felt that Zhong was annoyed.

    Yu Zhengqing said quietly: “Yeah, with the strength of the four of us, we are actually sitting here waiting for someone. I don’t know, I thought we were in such a big battle, yes Waiting for v.”

    Zhong Bufan is a restless man. At this moment, he has been walking around in the hall, and when he reaches the door of the hall, he doesn’t forget to grab in front of Song Chengan and say, “I don’t agree with this. What danger is that Yan who has never been to the 90th floor that popped out of nowhere, how can it be compared with V?”

    At the same time, the perception released by Song Chengan just matched Yan Wei, and heard the other party use perception to say to him: [I’m here. 】

    He immediately got up from the futon and stood up straight, with a serious face, hoping that when Yan Wei opened his perception, he did not hear the conversation just now.

    The next moment, the gate of the Guanyin Hall of the Treasures was slowly pushed open, and a young man wearing a green robe from the Guanyin Academy stood in front of the door, and beside him stood a white robe, taller than him man with snow behind him.

    Zhong Bufan didn’t use his perception at all, and didn’t notice someone approaching. Standing at the door at this moment, his face was suddenly smeared by the cold wind blowing in when the door was opened. He looked at the young man in front of him: “Who are you?”

    Yan Wei smiled and said, “It’s that Yan Weiwei who has never been to the 90th floor that popped out of nowhere.”

    Song Chengan: “…” He tried hard.

    Zhong Bufan: “.”