MTL - First Player-Chapter 857 Eight hundred fifty-five

  Under the twilight night, the moon wheel is inlaid in the black velvet cloth, hundreds of rows of red brick and tile houses are scattered along the street, and the copper-yellow glazed tiles of the high towers are clear.

  Su Mingan jumped onto the window rail. Nuo Er stood beside him in silk, his profile was shrouded in moonlight, making it even more hazy.

  At this moment, the world in front of Su Mingan suddenly slowed down a bit, including Nuo Er's open and closed eyelids, and the silk fluttering in the wind, all of which were still under the white moonlight.

  【Are you really going to go with Noel? 】

  The triangular pattern points out of the window: [Follow Noel].

   The square pattern is still on the head of the bed in the window: [Stay].

  Su Mingan's gaze stayed on the triangle pattern for a few seconds, and he chose [Follow Nuoer]. After a while, the triangular pattern began to fade, and everything in the world returned to normal speed.

  The next moment, he felt his body being driven by an invisible force. There was a force that drove his right foot forward, and in an instant, his figure plummeted from the sky, his hair hung high with the night wind, and his black clothes fluttered.

   This is not an action controlled by himself. The moment he finished choosing the option, his hands and feet moved by themselves, as if he had activated the automatic pathfinding system in the game, as if he had entered the plot CG.

  His right hand was automatically raised, and the puppet thread was entangled on the tall building beside him. With a twist of his body, his movement stopped the falling trend very smoothly, and he jumped towards the nearby tall building.

   "Swish Swish Swish!"

  When both feet stepped on the tiles of the high-rise building, the silk thread in Su Mingan's left hand was wrapped around the corner of the swallow's eaves of another high-rise building. Like a chivalrous knight flying through the sky and walking on a wall, with a kick of his right leg, he swayed towards another tall building, like a horse riding a flying swallow, smooth and light.

   This scene is full of the beauty of light work. Under the moonlit night, a young man in a dark double-breasted robe leaps between the tiled pavilions of tall buildings. The candlelight of the capital is hidden under his feet. The dense clouds in the night sky seem to be one with him. Only the silk puppet threads between the towers carry Yingying moonlight.

  Noel stood on the window rail, looking at Su Mingan's back.

   "So proficient... Is Su Mingan's puppet silk so proficient?" Nuo Er said to himself: "It is obviously a skill copied in the late period of the Ninth World. It has only been a few days, and he is more proficient in using it than me?"

  He leaned over and followed Su Mingan's back.

   "Click."

   Putting away the puppet silk, Su Mingan landed on both feet and stood in the alley. The moment he touched the ground, he regained control of his limbs.

  ...It’s really like going through a plot CG. After choosing an option, the player will watch the whole set of actions. During this time, he could not control his actions.

  After landing on the ground, Su Mingan used the puppet silk again, trying to reproduce the perfect set of building light work just now, but failed, and almost fell off the eaves.

  —That must be the most perfect puppet wire control technology, which can only be completed by system control. His own proficiency is not enough to do that scene. The body cannot be handed over to the system unless the option is triggered.

  Thinking about it this way, if there is an option to fight later, wouldn't it be equivalent to turning on automatic combat?

  Su Mingan looked up, and the tower that imprisoned the eldest prince was already far away from him. It went straight into the sky and pierced through the thick clouds. At such a height, if he used a puppet to land without any injuries, he might not be able to succeed.

  The night in the capital was quiet, and there were no civilians walking on the roads except for the watchmen and the guards in Xiangyun suits. There was a slight chirping of crows and birds, and the sound of gongs and wooden clappers could be heard.

   "Boom—Boom! Boom! Boom!"

   "The sky is dry and the things are dry—beware of fire candles—!"

  The lights carried by the soldiers in the capital swayed from the entrance of the alley, shone down into the alley, and left quickly. Su Mingan stepped out of the shadows only after the people left.

He has noticed that when he chooses those options, not only Noel, but even the barrage speed in the live broadcast room is set to 0.5 times faster, which means that it is not that time has really been slowed down, but his own perception has been sped up up. After all, the time pause in the dungeon can't affect the audience outside the dungeon, and it should be his own feeling that is stretched.

   "Su Mingan." Nuo Er fell beside him: "Follow me to a place."

   "Didn't you say bomb the palace?"

   "Not now." Noel straightened the streamer, and said in a serious voice: "As far as I know, the night part of the tenth world is very dangerous. Most of the 'abnormalities' happen at night, just like the ghosts of the night."

"I read some books before, and these 'abnormalities' sound like ghost stories. For example, people who look at bronze mirrors in the middle of the night will see bleeding women. For example, people who dig wells for water in the middle of the night will take out **** blood. For example People sleeping under the bed at five o'clock will have their heads eaten by the ghosts who jumped off the cliff and died." Su Mingan thought, "It's like a supernatural event. For players who are afraid of ghosts, these things are probably worse than monsters and the like." Even scarier... what are you doing?"

  Under Su Mingan's slightly terrified gaze, Nuoer began to undress.

   "This dress is a bit inconvenient, I will remove the ribbon." Noel explained while taking it off.

   "Why are you dressing as a woman?" Su Mingan asked.

"It's related to 'abnormality'." Nuo Er said: "I am possessed by a foreign stargazer in General Yang's mansion, and I heard from the servants in the courtyard that if foreigners walk around the capital at night, they must be women or people who look like women, otherwise It will attract "abnormalities". I have heard many similar rules, such as wearing a brown felt hat when fetching water, otherwise you will be dragged into the well by "abnormalities". For example, if you kneel in front of the mirror at midnight, you need to Get up for a while, otherwise you will suddenly burst into blood and die. The people of the world have their own set of prevention rules against the appearance of 'abnormalities'."

   "The rule of immediate death?" Su Mingan's heart was ringing with alarm. He told Noel about the options he just encountered.

  Noel's eyes were fixed: "I didn't see the option, only you met the option—you really are a very important identity. This may be left behind by the eldest prince."

   "The eldest prince is definitely not simple." Su Mingan said.

  Noel removed the streamer, leaving only a long gold thread dress.

   "I'm going to take you to get information tonight." Noel hooked his lips: "Come with me to a place."

  …

  The moonlight is bright, and the lanterns are colorful.

  A palace-like building stands in the circular area outside the capital, with a mahogany plaque hanging on the vermilion lacquer gate, and the three big characters "Jinfeng Pavilion" written on it.

   Peeping into the hall, there is a pearl curtain, and the warm jade emits light. People sat at the banquet, drinking wine and wine. Under the stage, there were singers singing and dancers performing dances. On the stage was a white jade arena.

  Even at night, there are still people coming and going at the door. The drunken man hugged Meiji and left. On the attic, there was a graceful woman waving a handkerchief.

  Just arrived here, Su Mingan took half a step back. How could Nuo Er always go to this kind of place, and that time in Playa, it was Lu Shu and Lin Yin who went to this kind of building.

   "Let's go." Noel whispered: "This is a good place to find information."

  A middle-aged woman ushered in with a smile. She held a pipe and wore a purple robe, and pulled the reluctant Su Mingan in:

"My lord, you are a fresh face. You are a young boy who came to participate in the Penglai Immortal Selection this year. Please hurry up. The arena has opened, and you can just see the skills of various martial arts people. Today is the Feifu Sect Competing with the three generations of Chijianmen's disciples is really exciting."

  Su Mingan has already put on "Wang Han's human skin mask" and a new robe with a white background and ink bamboo brought by Nuo Er, so that no one will see that he is the eldest prince. In the eyes of outsiders, he looks like a noble son with extraordinary temperament.

  Although it is quiet at night, it is brightly lit here. According to Noel, "abnormalities" are afraid of popularity. This kind of place gathers people at night and is very popular. Most "abnormalities" dare not invade, but it is safer than civilian residences.

   A group of Yingying and Yanyan greeted them with smiles, their hands and feet were irregular, and they went straight to Su Mingan's arms and waist. Su Mingan was so frightened that he clenched Nuoer's sleeves and used Nuoer's long skirt to block him.

"Why do you bring a girl with you when you come to this kind of place?" The woman looked at the fair-looking blond woman next to Su Ming'an with a look of admiration in her eyes: "This is so beautiful, it makes all the girls here feel sad Pale."

   "Uh...um." Su Mingan nodded.

  Noel lowered his head, pretending to be just an ordinary maid.

  The two of them entered the hall surrounded by crowds. The hall was very large, with hundreds of people sitting here and there. As soon as you enter the door, you can feel the heat and hustle and bustle. People shuttle through it, their faces are red, and it is extremely lively. Su Mingan's arrival was hidden in the crowd and did not attract attention.

  The most eye-catching thing is a boxy white jade arena in the center. People point and talk to the two fighting on the stage.

  There were only two people on the stage, one of them was wearing a black and white Taoist robe, holding a yellow paper talisman in his hand, with piercing eyes and muttering words. A man with a crane bone frost beard, a short brown suit, and a three-foot red long knife in his hand, as he waved it, the fire rose and the hot wind blew on his face.

  The people below drank tea and talked about it, in full swing.

   "Master Zhuo is worthy of being born in the Feifu School, and his skill in talisman seals is superb. This time, the Penglai Immortal Selection may be in contention." A young man looked at the middle-aged man in black and white robes, and sighed.

"What is this? You haven't seen Zou Yuqing, the demon girl of the Holy Cult. She created a law in her own hand, and she can kill people without condensing them into cinnabar and yellow paper. The witch took away the opportunity of the fairy island." A bald diner retorted.

"I heard that Princess Jinghe is very talented. She can also give orders without talismans. She is especially good at attacking. With one word, hundreds of troops retreat, and even abnormalities are afraid of her righteousness. If it weren't for her body As a princess, she probably has already become a chivalrous woman who protects the side. She must be a part of this Penglai fairy selection." A scholar and scholar beside him said.

"Brother, your news is outdated. The third princess is in the royal family, so she does not need to participate in the Penglai Immortal Selection. She can go directly to Penglai Immortal Island in three days, and will not compete with us for the three places in the immortal selection." The bald eater said : "I don't know if they went to Penglai Immortal Island later, whether they can exchange for the Immortal Talisman Seal that expels abnormalities on a large scale. If they are greedy for Immortal Land and refuse to return, it is the people of the world who will suffer."

   "The rise and fall of the world has nothing to do with us, alas."

   Everyone shook their heads, only watching the fight in the arena. Someone shook his head and sighed, but quickly threw himself into the pink.

Within a few seconds, the fingers of the middle-aged man in black and white Taoist robes moved together, and the golden light of the seal script shone in the air. He pinched the yellow paper with his hands and said "Journey—the wind blows away!" The plate was unstable and fell off the ring.

   "Daoist Zhuo is really good at martial arts!"

   "Good! Well played!"

  The audience cheered thunderously, whether they were tea drinkers, gamblers, or diners, they all praised it.

   "Who else?" Zhuo Fanzhi stood in the ring, his voice was like thunder.

  Su Mingan visually observed that Zhuo Fanzhi's combat power was between 2,000 and 2,500 points, which was not as good as his one-handed enemy.

   But this level of combat power, in the eyes of the public, is already "a place of contention with Penglai Xianxuan", and it can be regarded as a master of one party. It seems that the high-end combat power of the tenth world should be between 3,000 and 4,000.

  I don't know what level Xiao Jingsan is. Listening to the discussion of these people, it is difficult to directly speak out the order without yellow paper. But Xiao Jingsan did it.

  With just a few words, Su Mingan has collected a lot of information—three days later, there will be a "Penglai Immortal Selection" that gathers warriors from all over the world, and the warriors will compete in it. The top three outstanding ones will be eligible to go to Penglai Xiandao.

  Travel across the ocean and get a glimpse of longevity.