Chapter 97: battlefield relics
Chapter 97 Battlefield Ruins
This world is really vast and boundless. After thousands of people enter, it is like thousands of drops of water falling into the sea.
The entire battlefield is full of broken mountains and rivers that flow out of nowhere in the cracks in space. The great battle that year almost destroyed the whole world, and there is still no sign of recovery after thousands of years .
"Although I have seen it many times, every time I see this place, I can't help but think about how cruel the war was, and even the world was beaten like this. Nanli disciples like us went through what it was like. What a terrifying scene." Long Xiuwen sighed.
"Such a battlefield is beyond the reach of us scribe-level disciples. Even real-level monks are just cannon fodder in that war." Fu Qiuye said.
"Haha, my luck seems to be very good." Several people were chatting while flying, and suddenly heard Long Xiuwen laughing, and at some point there was a sacred token in his hand.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, Long Xiuwen raised the sacred object in his hand to let everyone see clearly, and said with a smile: "Just now I saw something floating out of the crack in space over there. Thinking that it turned out to be a scribe-level sacred relic order."
"Xiuwen is really lucky, and this is also our luck. Not long after entering the battlefield, we found a sacred object token, which is an excellent omen." Fu Qiuye said with a smile.
Others also congratulated Long Xiuwen. Long Xiuwen discovered this sacred object by himself, and it belongs to him, and no one else has the right to share it.
Long Xiuwen was very happy. After everyone finished congratulating, he looked at Bai Cangdong, hesitant to speak.
"So you are not afraid of being broken by me. I can try to solve it. It can be regarded as your luck and good luck." Bai Cangdong laughed.
"The contribution of the Five Hundred Executive Academy, I will pass it on to you." Long Xiuwen was overjoyed, and hastily handed over the sacred relic to Bai Cangdong. With a gray nose, he was a little afraid to speak.
Bai Cangdong was not too polite, and accepted Long Xiuwen’s five hundred contributions from the Executive Academy. Although he did not release Long Xiuwen’s sacred object order this time for the contribution, it’s better not to break this rule, so as to save trouble in the future.
After receiving Long Xiuwen's order of sacred objects, Bai Cangdong had read it just now, and he already had the corresponding sentence in his mind, so he directly wrote on it: "Dongfeng puts flowers and thousands of trees at night, blows them down, and stars are like rain."
I saw a cloud of firework-like dust bursting from the holy relic, turning into thousands of stars and falling with the wind. Amidst the swaying stars, a long dress of light gauze dotted with stars fluttered with the wind and landed on the east side of Bai Cang. hands.
"Ah! Is it a long skirt of holy grade?" Long Xiuwen was slightly disappointed. This long skirt looked like something worn by a woman, and it was useless for him to take it now.
But the ordinary Yang Yuling has beautiful eyes, and it is almost impossible to move her eyes away from the long skirt. The long skirt is like wearing starlight fireworks on her body, surrounded by thousands of starlight fireworks, beautiful enough to make any woman fall in love.
Seeing Yang Yuling's appearance, Mo Daoming ordered his mount to approach Bai Cangdong, and asked coldly, "What's the name of this long skirt, and what is it for?"
Bai Cangdong didn't release the sacred object order for him before, but now he took the initiative to explain the sacred object order for Long Xiuwen, Mo Daoming was naturally very unhappy.
If Yang Yuling didn't like this dress, he wouldn't want to talk to Bai Cangdong at all.
Bai Cangdong ignored him, and returned the long skirt to Long Xiuwen. The ability of the sacred object is a secret, so you can't tell others easily, not to mention that the long skirt belongs to Long Xiuwen, so Bai Cangdong naturally can't tell Mo Daoming.
As for the name of the long skirt, it doesn't matter, but Bai Cangdong doesn't like Mo Dao's name, so he doesn't care about him at all, so naturally he won't tell him his name.
Mo Daoming's face was gloomy, he gave Bai Cangdong a hard look, then turned to Long Xiuwen and said, "Junior Brother Long, what's the name of your long skirt and what's its use for, it's useless for you to keep it by yourself, sell it at a price." give it to me."
Long Xiuwen is not stupid, so he can see what Mo Daoming is thinking, but he also knows that Yang Siling doesn't like Mo Daoming very much, so he said with a smile: "This dress is called Xingyeyu, as for its use, it's hard to say, Let's wait for its owner to see for himself."
"So you're willing to sell it, let's make an offer." Mo Daoming said.
"I don't need the long skirt, and it's useless to keep it. Of course I'm willing to sell it, but it's still the old rule that the highest price gets it. I only need a holy relic token in exchange, and whoever offers the highest price will get it." Long Xiuwen said lightly.
"Senior Brother Long, I have a sacred Gewu shield here, how about exchanging it with you?" Before Mo Daoming could speak, Yang Yuling had already said.
Mo Daoming hurriedly said: "Junior Sister Yuling, put it away, I bought my long skirt and gave it to you."
"Brother Mo, you're welcome. I've already made an offer, so you can buy it yourself." Yang Yuling said.
"Is there anyone else who offers a higher price? If not, this Xingyeyu dress will belong to Junior Sister Yang." Long Xiuwen gave the dress to Yang Yuling with a smile.
"Thank you, Brother Long, for giving up your love." Yang Yuling happily took over the long skirt, and handed a round arm shield to Long Xiuwen at the same time.
"You don't need to be so polite. I've been thinking about your Gewushield for a long time. It's my luck to be able to change it today. I also want to thank Bai Zhiyuan for your help." Long Xiuwen put the Gewushield directly on his left arm, and tried to Waved a few times.
"Bai Zhiyuan's literary talent is really surprising. We haven't seen this line before, is it a new work?" Yang Yuling looked at Bai Cangdong.
"I made it before, and saw that it was suitable for writing the holy relic order, so I took it out and tried it, and it was still suitable." Bai Cangdong laughed.
"Bai Zhiyuan is honest, but think about it, if it is not an old work, how could it be possible to write more than a dozen holy poems in a row." Mo Daoming said with a cold face.
Bai Cangdong had promised Fu Qiuye not to have another conflict with Mo Daoming, but he pretended not to hear what he said, and said to Yang Yuling: "Since you have this holy product, you might as well put it on so that we can feast our eyes and protect ourselves. How much safer."
Yang Yuling wanted to try it on very much, but in front of so many people who were embarrassed, when Bai Cangdong proposed it, Yang Yuling took advantage of the situation and said: "Since Bai Zhiyuan said so, then Yuling should be respectful rather than obedient. "
Yang Yuling put Xing Yeyu on her body, and the little stars automatically wrapped her body, turning into a gauze dress with sparkling stars and swaying gently, like fireworks dancing with the wind.
"Ah!" A sudden scream woke up the crowd who were attracted by Yang Yuling and Xingyeyu's long dress. They saw an eighth-rank scribe that Long Xiuwen had found fell from under the mount holding his neck. It could be clearly seen that his There was a deep scar on the neck, and most of the neck was cut off. It seemed that he would not survive.
"Enemy attack!" Fu Qiuye and others were shocked, and hurriedly summoned weapons, but everyone looked around, but they couldn't even see a single figure.
(end of this chapter)