At six in the morning, Meng Qingyin couldn't help but send a message in the group: "Is anyone awake?"
No one replied to the message except the spirited uncle.
Meng Qingyin then teleported to the Spirit Master and told him to keep the matter of the God Lord to himself and never mention it again.
The spirit uncle agreed without asking any questions and promised that he would keep his mouth shut.
Meng Qingyin returned to her train.
Later, Chen Leying, Fei Qiu, and Qin Jiu also replied one after another. At about 7:30, Meng Qingyin told them the seriousness of the matter.
Except for Tang Mian, no one else asked any further questions.
Although they were not clear about Meng Qingyin's specific abilities, they had vague guesses.
Only Tang Mian knew nothing about this: "I can't mention the Divine Lord anymore? Why? Did you find out something?"
Meng Qingyin didn't want to say more: "If you don't want to die, just keep this to yourself and don't mention it to anyone."
Tang Mian wasn't one to ask questions, and Meng Qingyin was being serious, so she didn't ask any more questions. However, she couldn't hide her curiosity and asked tentatively, "Do you, the people in the group, have anything special?"
Meng Qingyin looked at the fox mask on her face and asked instead of answering, "So, what is your special ability? You often post messages in the chat area saying that you have some kind of prop. Is this your ability?"
Tang Mian was startled and subconsciously wanted to deny it, "You..."
Meng Qingyin smiled slightly. "Don't rush to deny it. Are you sure you want to keep hiding it from us? Your guess is correct. Everyone in the group has special abilities. Just like you are very sensitive to special abilities, we are the same."
Tang Mian pursed his lips and smiled helplessly, "Was I that obvious?"
Meng Qingyin: "It's not that you're too obvious, but we're all very sensitive to special abilities."
Tang Mian extended his hand to her, "Then let me formally introduce myself. My name is Tang Mian."
Before this, everyone called her by her nickname and didn't know her name.
Meng Qingyin extended her hand and shook it back: "Meng Qingyin."
Tang Mian pursed her lips and smiled, "So Zhang Yan also has special abilities?"
Meng Qingyin did not deny it.
Tang Mian suddenly became interested: "What is his special ability?"
Meng Qingyin: "You can ask him yourself. But..." She glanced at Tang Mian's fox mask again, "Why do you always wear a mask?"
Tang Mian was silent for a moment, then told the truth, "Because of the side effects of my ability, my face will change."
Meng Qingyin murmured, "The side effects of this ability... I see."
Tang Mian didn't want to continue this topic. "By the way, aren't we going to go tower clearing with the non-Africans today? His healing ability is so strong. You'd be absolutely astonished if you saw it with your own eyes."
Meng Qingyin was a little amused: "I'm afraid there won't be a chance for Fei Qiu to show off his skills?"
"Fei Qiu?" Tang Mian's emphasis was a bit off. "You mean, the non-chief's name is Fei Qiu?"
Although I teamed up with Meng Meng and the others to clear the tower, both sides were very familiar with each other.
However, they were not aware of their respective names.
It was not until just now that Meng Qingyin pointed out that they all had special abilities. Tang Mian instantly felt that he had found his organization, and then he told Meng Qingyin his real name.
Meng Qingyin nodded and introduced them to her one by one, "Yes, Chen Leying is her real name, the strong wine to relieve sorrow is Qin Jiu, and the poor European emperor is Lu Cheng. As for the spirited uncle... well, his name is Wu Aiguo."
Tang Mian listened and took notes, and soon matched these people's names with their nicknames.
Soon, she returned to the previous topic: "You just said that there is no chance for Fei Qiu to show his skills? What do you mean?"
Meng Qingyin explained: "We've reached the 30th floor. Have we ever suffered any injuries?"
"No," Tang Mian shook his head and immediately understood, "However, as the number of levels in the magic tower increases, injuries will probably be inevitable in the future."
Meng Qingyin: "That's true, but I still hope Fei Qiu can just buff us. As for his powerful healing ability... just treat him as a mascot."
After all, once he starts showing healing abilities, it means their situation is not good, even critical.
…
In the morning, Meng Qingyin, Chen Leying, Qin Jiu, Tang Mian and Fei Qiu formed a team to brush the magic tower.
In one morning, they reached the 40th floor. The monsters on the 40th floor were no longer fire-type, but water-type, demonized water turtles.
This kind of turtle is very large, so large that Meng Qingyin and the other four can stand on its shell hand in hand with ample space.
This was the largest monster they had encountered since they started clearing the tower.
Unlike the previous monsters that relied on numbers to attack, there was only one demonized water turtle on this level.
The demonized water turtle was very ferocious, but its movements were unexpectedly agile. When it saw the five people coming to its territory, it pounced on them with its bloody mouth wide open, and its four limbs stepped on the floor, making heavy clattering sounds.
Its attacks were clumsy and slow, and the five men dodged them easily, landing in different directions and surrounding it.
All kinds of weapons were launched at the demonized water turtle. Seeing that the situation was not good, the demonized water turtle simply retracted its head and limbs into its shell, acting like a coward, and had no desire to fight at all.
The attack landed on the turtle shell and was completely blocked by the shell. The shell was as hard as a rock and did not cause any damage.
Tang Mian retracted the whip. The whip's attack power was not as strong as the Fengming Sword, not even as strong as the heavy sword. She was not surprised that it did not cause any damage to the turtle shell.
But what is surprising is that even the Fengming Sword did not cause any damage to the turtle shell?
She used to often hear Lu Cheng muttering that the Fengming Sword was a famous weapon.
"Is this tortoise shell so hard?" she muttered softly, "Even the Fengming Sword can't damage it?"
"No," Chen Leying's eyes fell on the top of the turtle shell, "The Fengming Knife still left a mark on the turtle shell."
She pointed to the tiny crack and said, "Look."
Looking in the direction she pointed, I saw a very tiny crack. The crack was almost the same as the pattern on the turtle shell itself, so it was difficult to find without careful observation.
Tang Mian's face showed an expression of as expected: "Looks like it has to be the Fengming Sword."
"No," Meng Qingyin slowly corrected, "It's the Fengming Knife in Xiaojiu's hand that has such tremendous power."
Qinjiu and Fengming Knife complement each other and are indispensable.
The corners of Qin Jiu's mouth were harder to suppress than AK, "You guys step back, and this coward will be mine."
After saying that, he used all his strength to swing the knife hard at the crack on the turtle shell.
The next moment, a stream of water rushed out from the turtle shell, catching the full-strength knife and easily turning a heavy object with a small force.
Qin Jiu immediately put away the knife, and the water splashed all over the ground, with water dripping onto the blade.
"This guy...has a strong ability to control water." Qin Jiu murmured.
Even the sword she swung with all her strength could be easily deflected. It can be seen that the demonized water turtle has an easy control over water.
I just don’t know which one is better, heavy snow or snow?
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