Chapter 69: Ice Season 11: Green Light
Outside the barrier, snow was still falling.
The snow is falling heavier.
The lead-gray sky was pressing down heavily, as if one could reach out and touch the cold clouds. Snow had accumulated on the branches of the dead trees, making them look a bit bloated. Occasionally, when the wind blew past, it would rustle and drop a bunch of silver flakes.
Qingshan Inn seems to be wrapped in a thick white felt.
The window in the room was open, and the breeze blew Jiang Runian's hair. A thin layer of sweat formed on his fingertips, and he rubbed the wood grain on the table, leaving heavy water marks.
"Sister Anian?" Su Niao waved her hand in front of her eyes, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Jiang Ruunian opened his mouth.
It's like someone has pointed out that I'm dumb.
"Niao Niao..." She spoke with difficulty, as if trying her best, "How did you know that they were NPCs?"
Su Niao held her chin up and tried to organize her words: "Because we all have a smell of...code? Even if we are not in the same game."
Jiang Runian's brain is about to explode.
What do you mean, it's not a game?
Jiang Ruonian hesitated: "So, am I also an NPC?"
Su Niao laughed out loud: "Sister Anian is of course an ordinary player, how could she be an NPC!"
No, something's wrong.
She and Qingshan Zong clearly traveled together from another immortal cultivation world. Since she is an ordinary player, why is Qingshan Zong an NPC?
Jiang Runian suddenly remembered that two days ago, Qingshan Zong said that he would feel a sense of familiarity when seeing Su Niao and Su Yuan, but Jiang Runian did not have such a feeling.
How could that be?
how so……
Jiang Runian clenched her fists. No, she couldn't completely believe Su Niao's words.
After being in the apocalypse for so long, she didn't know where her vigilance had gone at this moment. They were clearly her closest family members who had lived with her in Qingshan Sect for ten years. How could she be shaken by Su Niao's words?
Jiang Ruunian closed his eyes grimly.
Scenes flashed through my mind like a kaleidoscope of thoughts, giving me a splitting headache.
Su Niao is an NPC, Sui Yan is an NPC, if even Qingshan Sect is an NPC... then who on earth is Jiang Runian, and why would they all come to her side?
Su Niao had no way to leave the backyard for the time being, after all, Ye Wuxue was also strolling around in the Qingshan Inn. Jiang Runian asked them to rest in her room for a while, and she left the room alone.
Leaning against the door, Jiang Ruinian took a deep breath.
She really didn't want to think about anything right now.
In the backyard, Bai Yexuan stood in front of the stove that had been upgraded to a fully automatic one, diligently cutting the duck meat into strands as thin as hair.
Hearing the noise behind him, Bai Yexuan turned around and saw his little disciple with his head lowered, his short hair that had not been trimmed for a long time covering half of his face.
After making a beautiful sword flower, Bai Yexuan put away the Sky Sword.
"Anian, what are you thinking about?" Bai Yexuan walked to the stone table and sat down, pouring two cups of tea, "Come and sit."
Bai Yexuan was the same as always, a banished immortal god in white. Any passerby would take a second look at his elegant temperament.
Do such people really exist?
For some reason, when Jiang Runian found out that Sui Yan was an NPC, she didn't feel too upset. After all, he was the partner she had chosen herself, and she would accept him no matter what. Since she could fight alongside Sui Yan at this moment, there must be a way to maintain the status quo in the future.
However, it would be much more difficult for her to accept that Qingshan Sect was an NPC.
How can she cope with the fact that the once comfortable and beautiful life in the sect is now just a pile of data?
Jiang Runian sighed heavily and sat down opposite Bai Yexuan.
She even didn't dare to raise her eyes, for fear that her master's expression would reveal her hesitation.
"Anian," Bai Yexuan's cold voice entered his ears, "I was scratched just now."
Jiang Runian subconsciously looked up: "Where--" and then fell into Bai Yexuan's deep pupils without reservation.
It’s bad, my master has plotted against me.
Jiang Ruonian turned his eyes away and used tea to cover up her embarrassment.
Bai Yexuan lowered his head, blew on the rim of the cup and sipped the tea carefully: "Has it been stressful to be with Longcheng these days?"
"It's okay. Anyway, you don't have to worry about anything if you stay in Qingshan Inn." Jiang Ruonian half-lay on the table, "On the contrary, you and Senior Sister had to run a long errand."
Bai Yexuan smiled and said, "There is no distinction between you and me in Qingshan Sect. Ah Nian is looking down on Yinshuang and me by saying this."
After saying that, he gently touched Jiang Runnian's rough head, as if to comfort him.
At that moment, Jiang Runian's mind was flooded with Su Niao's words, and her eyes began to steam uncontrollably. She covered her eyes and rushed out of the backyard without thinking twice, fearing that she would be discovered that her hard-hearted Jiang Runian actually wanted to cry.
Ahhhhh!
How could the person she was trying so hard to protect be an NPC!
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It was past noon and Ye Wuxue had already checked into the sea view room.
Jiang Runian strolled around to evaporate his tears, and did not forget to go to Ye Wuxue to help Su Yuan get the antidote.
As soon as she walked out of the sea view room, she saw Ye Wuxue fiddling with the flower fields.
"Boss Jiang," Ye Wuxue greeted first, "The accommodation here is not bad, much better than Dragon City Hotel."
Jiang Runian: “…”
Then why don’t you relax the restrictions and let Dragon City players come and enjoy it!
Jiang Runian was too lazy to beat around the bush with her and asked directly: "When can you give her the antidote for Su Yuan?"
Ye Wuxue raised an eyebrow: "Antidote? There is no such thing."
"…This joke is not funny."
"Why am I kidding you?"
Ye Wuxue laughed: "I told you, Su Yuan is an NPC. Do you think the things developed by us ordinary players are effective against their data? How can you and Su Niao think that I have an antidote to cancel her transformation?"
Jiang Runian was silent.
Indeed, when she first met Sui Yan, she felt that this man was beyond the scope of ordinary players around her. He was indifferent to the bloody skin with low health, and he seemed to have extraordinary endurance when he dug out the chip in the back waist. But as long as she said "he is an NPC", everything could be explained.
Ordinary players can't hurt NPCs at all. How did Ye Wuxue turn Su Yuan into a beast? Even Feng Yuechen couldn't develop a similar elixir. Could Ye Wuxue, a city lord, do it?
unless……
Wasn't it Ye Wuxue who turned Su Yuan into what she is now?
——Those who can control NPCs must not be ordinary people.
Beside them, there is a being who is superior to the NPC. Perhaps it was it that turned Su Yuan into a snow ferret, and it was also it that supported Guangyao.
The sea breeze blew his thoughts away. Jiang Ruunian closed his eyes and thought carefully, his scalp tingling.
If, she meant if such a thing really existed, then its purpose was definitely not to benefit mankind.
——It wants to destroy humanity.
Realizing this thought, Jiang Runian raised his eyes and met Ye Wuxue's playful gaze.
Su Yuan’s prophecy of disaster is related to Qingshan Inn.
Ye Wuxue prohibits players from going to Qingshan Inn.
Ye Wuxue went to Qingshan Inn in person.
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…………
Jiang Runian always felt that something was about to come out.
Just then, the wind suddenly stopped.
The copper bell hanging under the eaves of the inn froze in mid-air, the last tremor of which was snuffed out by some invisible force. The rustling of the birch trees in the distance, the endless howling of the wind on the snowy plains, and even the surge of the undercurrent under the sea - all the sounds disappeared in an instant, as if the whole world was stuffed into a vacuum glass jar.
There was a sound of shattering above his head, and Jiang Runian looked up suddenly.
The sky cracked open.
Without thunder or warning, the lead-gray night sky was suddenly torn open with a jagged wound, emitting a faint green light.
A mass of sticky stuff slowly seeped out from the cracks. It didn't fall on the ground like a blood moon, but flowed out like cut flesh - no, it flew out! What poured down was not light, but thousands of transparent butterflies!
A faint green light flows in the wing veins, and the butterflies in groups look like an inverted waterfall.
[Host, it's the Green Light! ] The system prompt sounded, [The Green Light, one of the natural disasters! My God, it's worth it for me to be able to see this rare natural disaster in my lifetime! ]
Jiang Runian looked up, and saw a swarm of butterflies approaching from far away. She realized it later.
What happened?!
The butterflies actually passed through the barrier? !
Impossible!
The barrier of Qingshan Inn has blocked countless natural disasters!
The butterflies instantly occupied the Qingshan Inn. The moment the green light fell, the players in the inn also stopped. The next second, they closed their eyes as if they were sinking into a soft quilt, with the corners of their mouths raised, as if they were entering a sweet dream.
The butterfly landed on Lu Wei's lips.
Her expression was frozen between astonishment and trance, but the corners of her mouth slowly lifted up, as if she was looking at the smoke from the cooking fires in her childhood hometown. The butterfly had already slipped into her slightly opened lips, and a faint green light shone through her throat, as if she was holding a small lantern.
The butterfly landed on Qin Fang's palm.
Her brows suddenly relaxed, and the corners of her mouth drooled. Unconsciously, she made the motion of chewing corn in the air, and she didn't know what she was dreaming about. The butterfly gradually melted in her palm and gradually penetrated her veins.
What was strange was that when the butterflies arrived at Ye Wuxue's place, they simply flapped their wings in a circle.
Ye Wuxue suddenly burst into laughter. He was no longer as cold as he had been when they first met. His mouth was almost stretched to his ears. He waved at her and said, "Good night."
A dark green butterfly landed between Jiang Runian's eyebrows, and his vision suddenly became blurred.
The noise of flapping wings and the players' panicked cries gradually faded away, replaced by the crackling sparks of burning firewood.
"Get up! I let you sleep!" The man's rough voice sounded, and the burning firewood stick hit a young child, leaving ugly marks, "Go! Cook all the porridge for today!"
The child was hunched over, and her ragged clothes could not hide the blurry blood and flesh. She struggled to get up from the haystack and dragged her heavy steps towards several boilers that were taller than her. She scooped a few scoops of water from the water tank nearby, added most of it to the pot, and left a small amount of water to wipe on her face.
Skinny and bony, with only skin left.
This is... "Jiang Runian" who is still in the refugee camp.
At that time, her name was not Jiang Runian, but No. 030.
Suddenly she returned to more than ten years ago. Jiang Runian wanted to rush forward to find out what was going on, but there was a transparent wall in front of her. No matter how hard she hit it, it was useless. She could not do anything and could not make any sound.
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