"Who else besides you?"
Xuan Xing turned his eyes to Shu Nian who was not far away: "When Fu Ye rebelled, your relationship with Qing Qi suddenly improved. So it was because you worked together before?"
The vine in Shu Nian's hand suddenly shot towards this side, and was cut into pieces by the sword and shadow.
"Qingqi is one, Fangyi is also one. Are there any other gods in charge?"
The black mist on Zhuo Su's body rose up layer by layer, like a net covering the sky and the sun, and rushed towards the two of them.
Xuan Xing threw the compass out again, and the aura that spread out during the collision shattered the birdcage. He looked straight into Chu Mushen's eyes and said in a gentle voice, "You feel so guilty."
Perhaps the sound of the birdcage breaking was too harsh, perhaps the guards approaching from behind were too noisy, or perhaps he was simply too shocked to suddenly see his former colleague in such a place.
In short, Zhuo Su had tensed up all his nerves since the first moment he saw him. His internal organs were like a warehouse filled with sulfur, saltpeter and charcoal. At this moment, such a light sentence was like a sudden spark that could blow him into ashes from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.
The black fog shattered the compass in the air, and the flying debris overturned the lanterns hanging on the dome.
The commander of the imperial guards ordered his men to surround the place immediately. Swords and vines intertwined into light and shadow. After the dust and paper rolls dispersed, the lights were relit, and the scene was left in a mess.
There were hundreds of guards, as well as a fake emperor and women in palace costumes.
The imperial guards all had experience in capturing fleeing criminals. Having foreseen the possibility of the lights flickering and dimming, they immediately stepped forward and held the two assassins back.
At first glance, the only people missing were Xuan Xing and Shi Yu.
Shu Nian was annoyed by the offensive of the imperial guards. She had just suffered a wound from a cold weapon, and now she was caught in the act. She was so angry that she cursed: "You can even let them run away?!"
Zhuo Su's nails dug deep into his palms, and the gloom in his eyes was hard to discern.
He did not say anything, but the imperial guards who were gradually approaching responded to her.
The commander of the imperial guards had already pulled out the sword that had been stuck in the ground. He looked at the two men without any emotion and said in a cold voice, "Capture them and kill them all!"
Before he could finish his words, hundreds of people came forward with knives in hand.
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Xuan Xing put the man down on the wide-eaved stone railing and said, "Sir, I am sorry for the offense."
Most of the bleeding on Shi Yu's body had stopped, but it was only stopped bleeding. The wound would tear immediately if it was bumped into anything, not to mention running, so he was led out by the other party all the way.
There were still purple fingerprints on his neck that were corroded by the black mist. He raised his hand and touched the rune on his forehead: "Suo Yu Ling?"
Xuan Xing did not deny: "I don't know much, this is the only one I can use."
Drawing talismans and making talismans are not the specialties of the God of Dreams. What he is really good at is the art of Feng Shui and geomancy, commonly known as fortune-telling. For this reason, the gods in charge in the temple always call him a half-immortal and ask him to help tell a fortune from time to time.
The dream selector's response was also very consistent: "Touching the bones costs three thousand gold, reading the qi costs five thousand gold, and measuring today's fortune costs nine thousand eight hundred gold."
"Fuck, Ze Meng, why don't you go and rob him?!"
The Dream Choosing God just smiled and said, "If you think it's too expensive, you can go to the Lord God. Maybe he will help you take a look at it out of friendship when he is in a good mood."
Then he got a resounding “get out” from the other party.
Xuan Xing bent over and asked, "I don't know the healing effect. Can you try to get out of bed now?"
Shi Yu stood up with the help of the porch pillar and was about to ask something, but at this moment, two shadows suddenly fell from the eaves next to him. He turned around and met a pair of shocked eyes: "Fuck, how did you get out?!"
As He Weiyu spoke, his gaze fell on Xuan Xing who had appeared next to him. He paused, then moved his gaze back, moving back and forth several times, and suddenly his expression became complicated.
Shi Yu: “?”
He Wei had no idea what was going on in his mind during those few glances, his face and eyes were filled with grief.
Jiang Jiaying was better than him. She silently pressed her mouth, which was wide open due to shock, together and then asked, "Are you okay?"
Shi Yu shook his head: "It's okay."
Jiang Jiaying then turned his gaze to the person next to him and asked, "Who is this..."
Xuan Xing said openly, "Just call me Dream Chooser."
When these words were spoken, they were both stunned.
"I'd like to ask," He Weiyou raised his hand cautiously, "Does the word 'God' follow the word 'Ze Meng'?"
Xuan Xing said, "It depends on which god you are carrying."
"The god of the temple?"
"That should be it."
He Wei subconsciously took half a step back.
"Although I don't know where you heard it from," Xuan Xing stood under the rain corridor, holding the white hair brush in one hand, "but is my reputation so terrible?"
He Weiyou almost knelt down before him.
Is this a scary question?
This is a problem where the game planner suddenly appears on the live broadcast, and the two-dimensional characters suddenly break through the dimensional wall and appear!
Jiang Jiaying at the side took the initiative to explain: "The Divine Domain Forum has released your introduction, which said that you are in the temple behind the Divine Domain..." He considered the wording, "like an investment shareholder."
Xuan Xing smiled faintly: "I don't have the ability to create a world like the Divine Realm."
This place was really not suitable for conversation, so they simply walked towards the direction of leaving the palace. There were few patrols and with Jiang Jiaying leading the way, they did not encounter any obstacles.
Shi Yu's movements were still slow, and the people around him also slowed down. He lowered his head and walked down the stairs while asking, "Why is there information about choosing dreams on the forum?"
When he was on the train, Tan Wang recognized that the man in black robe and holding a sickle was the God of Death Yuanji. This was understandable, after all, Tan Wang had worked under the Temple Guild before, and the God of Death's attire was indeed very iconic.
But the Dream Chooser God has never even shown his face in the game. How do ordinary human players know that there is a Xuanxing in the temple?
Jiang Jiaying said as a matter of course: "Because of the fragments of the divine domain."
Shi Yu was slightly stunned.
"After achieving a perfect clearance, isn't there a fragment of the God's Domain in the reward for the highest-ranked player? Doesn't each fragment allow you to see a random part of the main god's past? Of course, he can't be the only god who appeared in the past. Other gods in charge have appeared more or less. Everyone can post and summarize the information. If some gods appear more frequently, you can roughly get the position and main abilities of the main gods." It is not a glorious thing to arrange and dig up other people's information behind their backs. Jiang Jiaying was embarrassed to look at Xuan Xing. "Of course, you usually can't see his face, and don't know his real name."
This is why everyone thought that Jiang Ze and Ling Zhao were just ordinary players in the Divine Realm, but almost no one knew that they were gods.
“Everyone will basically take a look at it before selling it to the system. Although it seems a bit outrageous at first, in fact, as long as you think about the existence of the divine realm and the game, it is not difficult to accept the existence of a main god. It is worth reading it as a story…” Jiang Jiaying keenly noticed that the eyes of the Dream Chooser at the side became darker and darker as he spoke, and he stopped unconsciously.
Shi Yu was the one who listened most calmly. He didn't react at all the whole time and only responded politely with "oh" at the end.
He thought for a moment, then turned to look at the Dream Chooser: "How long can your incarnation last?"
Xuan Xing said, "A quarter of an hour."
Jiang Jiaying was stunned: "Incarnation?"
Xuan Xing didn't hide much: "It is against the will of heaven for gods to appear in the divine realm. My colleagues all signed contracts before coming in, suppressing most of their divine power and controlling their abilities to the maximum that a normal human player can reach."
However, players need to strengthen themselves by passing levels again and again to reach this level, but gods have been at this level since they came in.
So it’s no wonder that players revere the temple so much. Other people’s starting point is their end point. No matter how strong the head-on confrontation is, the best result is a draw. If they want to win, they have to resort to tricks.
It's quite unfair.
But because of this, those gods whose power is too overwhelming and cannot be reduced to an acceptable level in the divine realm by suppression alone are not qualified to enter from the beginning. After all, suppression is not without cost, just like you insist on losing weight by fasting when your body clearly needs sufficient nutrition. The result will only be that you will be in danger before you have time to lose weight.
Xuan Xing smiled and said, "People like me can only be grocery store owners on the streets within the system."
As for the sudden appearance this time, it was entirely due to the summoning item card. The one standing here now is not the real body, but just an incarnation condensed from divine power. The principle is similar to the Yuanji Death Card that Shi Yu used in the game on the train.
Yuan Ji can do it, and Xuan Xing can naturally do it too.
It's just that one is active guidance, the other is passive appearance, and the effect time is very different.
The quarter of an hour it takes for the other party to answer is the remaining time.
If he hadn't spent most of his divine power to draw a "Sou Yu Ling", his clone would probably have been able to exist longer. Because drawing runes is also not without cost, otherwise anyone could be immortal as long as they drew defensive runes all over their body.
You have to pay as much as you want, this is the eternal rule of nature.
The key point of Suo Yuling is "suing". If he wants to eliminate the scars all over Shi Yu's body, a quarter of an hour of staying time is already the limit.
The topic ended just like that, the air became quiet for a moment, and He Wei recovered from his daze.
One of the skills of a person with social stunt disorder is that he never feels awkward. Once he accepts the other person's identity, he will no longer be nervous even if he knows that the person is the master. He finally remembered a question that he should have asked immediately, but he forgot it completely because of shock: "Why are you here?"
Xuan Xing: "I remember that you players have a kind of summoning item."
He Weiyou: "Why can a prop talk?"
Isn't it said that summoning items summon a group of emotionless thugs? !
Xuanxing replied: "Maybe it's because I wasn't summoned."
"Then how did you get here?"
"He came here illegally."
He Weiyou pondered for a moment: "In other words, you came here on your own initiative and not to be a thug? Then why did you follow Shi Yu?"
Xuan Xing thought for a moment: "Because he is my boss?"
He Weiyou exclaimed: "Isn't it that the ranking of your chief gods is not in order, and the only master is the main god?"
Xuan Xing nodded: "That's right."
The air was quiet for about ten minutes.
He Weiyou stopped in front of the wall, and his comprehension finally caught up with the speed of his neurons beating, and he completed the whole process: "I dare to ask."
He asked, "What did you just say Shi Yu is to you?"
Xuan Xing turned his head and raised the corner of his mouth, as if smiling: "Boss."
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