Chapter Thirteen The Cold Sword
In the old district, the three-step poisonous concubine immortals are famous, which makes people frightened.
"It's a pity that I was driven to the new district in the end."
After sighing, Xian'er began to clean up the bottles and jars on the table.
Crackling.
At this moment, continuous firecrackers suddenly sounded outside the window.
The sound was suddenly and loud, which scared Xian'er. He was unstable in his hand and almost threw the poison to the ground.
At the last moment, I was quick-witted and fast-handed, and I grabbed the medicine bottle again to avoid losses.
But even so, Xian'er's face still darkened, and her chest was so angry that she was slightly up and down.
Every bottle of poison here was extracted by her hard work.
Forced poison refining without comprehension skills is beyond ordinary people's imagination.
It can be said that from the beginning of the game to now, except for the necessary inquiries and assassination operations, Xian'er's other time has been plunged on it.
Every bottle of poison is a treasure she has extracted with painstaking efforts, and is the key to her victory in the game.
As a result, she almost lost a bottle because of the sound of firecrackers, which made her so unannoyed.
You should know that copy resources are limited.
Although there are only a dozen bottles of poison in front of Xian'er, it has accumulated and refined the resources of most of the medicinal materials library in Fangyuan Town.
If you want to extract it in the future, it will be difficult. It is not that Xian'er has insufficient technology, but that the resources are gone.
In "The Illusion of Reality", the resources of herbs grow in cycles, and seedlings need to be left behind. If they are uprooted, they will be completely lost in the opportunity to regenerate resources.
If the growth cycle of an ordinary herb is three months and there is no external influence, you can only wait three months before you can harvest it when the herb is mature.
In such a small place in Fangyuan Town, after being searched by Xian'er, the herb inventory is already seriously insufficient.
If you want to get supplements, you can only get back to normal as many as several months or as many as one year.
It is precisely because of the lack of resources that Xian'er is so careful in operating these poisons.
As a result, the sound of firecrackers outside almost ruined the good thing!
Step on.
After getting up, Xian'er quickly walked towards the window.
As the distance approached, she could see that the source of the firecrackers was caused by the children downstairs playing.
"I don't know what these adults think. Such a big circle of firecrackers is actually given to children to play with."
Having said that, Xian'er's dark eyebrows were slightly relieved.
Children, even children in the game, are heartwarming existences.
Taking a deep breath of fresh air, Xian'er showed a little intoxication.
"Sure enough, the environment in the game is still good, not like reality...ahhh."
When she arrived at the window, Xian'er reached out to grab the handle of the window.
"What day is today? Does the newcomer copy have the concept of festivals?"
Thinking about things casually, Xian'er's eyes were still on the group of playful children.
"When will I have a child...ah! I don't even have a boyfriend, and I still think about the child!"
The thoughts became more spread, and Xian'er spat inwardly, and his hands accelerated a little.
As the window gradually closed, the figures of the children gradually disappeared from their sight.
It was not until this time that Xian'er's thinking became active again.
As if she thought of some key, she suddenly stopped closing the window.
"Wait! Something is wrong. These children are very distant, and they are definitely not from nearby people! And since the morning, the whole town has been very calm and have never heard the sound of firecrackers. This is enough to prove that today is not a festival. But now, there are firecrackers that disrupt my daily routine..."
Any old player in "Virtual and Real" is very sensitive to abnormal phenomena.
Even if it is just a suspicion or a possibility, it is enough to arouse the old players' twelve-point vigilance.
"If something goes wrong, there will be a demon, and there will be a fraud in it!"
As her eyes narrowed, Xian'er suddenly released the window handle and was about to retreat.
Scream!
But at this moment, a snow-white and slender sword suddenly appeared in her sight.
The tip of the sword pierced the window paper directly, and stabbed directly at her neck like a shadow.
Xian'er retreated quickly, but the sword stabbed him faster!
Xian'er was already alert enough, but Fang Yi spent much longer than she thought!
"It's over!"
Looking at the sharp sword that was following like a shadow, despair flashed in Xian'er's eyes.
At the same time, a trace of regret arose from the bottom of my heart.
"I'm careless! I underestimated the newcomer's book!"
When old players enter the new area, they always have a unique sense of superiority, which is contempt and disdain for newcomers.
But Xian'er ignored that there were not only newcomers in this newcomer, but also veterans who came with a vest like her.
"Damn it! Why should you target me first? Wouldn't you target Mr. Zhou first?"
The pink fist clenched and loosened, Xian'er gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, giving up resistance.
The copy identity of a famous brothel is even worse than that of a waiter.
If Xian'er had not had the actual drug-making ability, he would have almost no lethality.
With such powerful identity skills, the normal development route of famous brothels should be to wander among various powerful figures, using NPC to solve other players, and there is no need to do it yourself.
However, this route requires players to compromise and please NPC, which many players cannot accept.
Fortunately, the freedom of "The Real and Illusion" is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
The dungeon identity in the game is just a dungeon identity. What kind of gamers really want to play the game and how they want to win depends on the player's choice. The dungeon identity is just a relatively convenient route.
Just like Fang Yi, although he was a copy of the waiter, he didn't even serve tea and water to others. He ran out all day and night to collect information, but did not follow the routine.
"Next time, you must not be so careless!"
A sigh flashed in Xian'er's heart.
"Huh? The psychological quality of newcomers is so good now? Didn't you scream?"
The sword was still approaching, but a man's voice sounded from the window.
Screaming?
Xian'er sneer in her heart. If she hadn't been discovered, she might have pretended, but now it's meaningless.
Her life was already in the hands of the other party, and she didn't think the other party would give up 100 points just because she was worried about being discovered.
But just when she closed her eyes and waited for death, she noticed that the cold tip of the sword had been pressed against the blood vessels of the neck, and suddenly found-
The sword stopped.
Xian'er looked stunned.
What's going on? This guy doesn't want to kill me?
Bang.
At this moment, the window was bounced open, and a figure jumped in and landed on one knee.
Chance!
Xian'er's heart moved and was about to take the opportunity to escape from the range of the sword.
But the next moment, she found in despair that the sword in this man's hand was as stable as Mount Tai.
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Chapter completed!