The premise was that Zhao Yesui would not be caught on the spot.

It won't be seen by surveillance, but it will still be seen by the living.

By the time Zhao Yesang pushed open the door of the room, Sola had already changed her clothes and looked much better than when she woke up, but her brows were still haggard. Her maximum health and maximum blue bar are still doing continuous bleeding damage to her.

That is to say, the king of the power of the sun is rough and fleshy, and if you change the king of the power of the arcane power to be here...

Oh, no need to change, he couldn't even resist that knife.

According to Sola, that knife was a targeted assassination based on her power, and at the same time it was a genuine divine attack. She survived purely because of her personal strength.

Thinking from another perspective, if Zhao Yesang was the one who suffered the knife, he would definitely not be able to die for a while by means of the miracle of fire and fire. If he wanted to continue his life, it was estimated that he would have to incarnate into a perpetual motion machine, all the way to the embers. Huojia [Judgment of the End] burned it to see if he lost blood faster or if he recovered blood faster.

Think about it, it seems quite emotional?

In fact, Zhao Yesui really wanted to see what the assassination for his own weakness would look like. After all, he had too many miscellaneous things on his body. ?

However, according to Sola, this kind of attack requires knowing the intelligence of the opponent before launching an attack. Zhao Yesui guesses that he probably won't have the chance to eat this kind of special attack in his life.

"how?"

Suola was sitting quietly on the back chair, sitting upright, with her hands on her thighs, sitting more seriously than a primary school student. After Zhao Yeshao opened the door and came in, she raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Yesao.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yesui said, "In simple terms, we are wanted, and should have been targeted. Even the believer who helped us is the same."

"It seems that the High Tower Council has organized special personnel to pursue us. It should be the handwriting of the 'landlord'. Otherwise, it is difficult for me to imagine that in the face of a king who easily killed a friend, the High Tower Council What kind of idiot organization can act so quickly.",

Sola frowned slightly and said, "Should we leave here then?"

"Don't worry, we have signed the contract and took the money, of course I have to do more."

Zhao Yesui said lightly, "The time is up."

"It's time to start the counterattack."

At the same time, two cards appeared in his hand.

One is as bright as gold and the other is as deep as ink. The only thing that is the same is that they all have funny smiles, which seem to be laughing at this empty world.

[The farmer has played a card]

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p.s. The transition chapter is finally finished, so we can speed up the progress a bit.

Hong Kong really, the transitional chapters are really hard to write (x

Chapter 271 The whole family is a **** addict (4k)

The Jingye Sect's station was still busy. Although Zhao Yesui did not pass on the news of his attack to Lingxuchen, because of his arrival, the Jingye Sect was still in a state of combat readiness.

Ling Qianshan sat quietly on a chair, and in front of him was a chess game full of colorful chess pieces.

This is a chess game called Wanlingqi that has been popular since ancient times by Qi Hengtian. Compared with simple calculations, it is more a test of creative inspiration, so even ordinary people have the opportunity to play with high-level psionicists. The two games have always been popular.

Until the popularization of the dream of all living beings, compared to the direct mental stimulation that is a hundred times stronger than the du-pin, Wanlingqi, a slightly boring entertainment activity with a slow sense of achievement and motivation, soon became uninterested. .

However, the power of the people to have fun is powerful, and Wanlingqi was quickly played out, and "real-life Wanlingqi", "sex AI duel Wanlingqi" and "dark training Wanlingqi" were developed. And so on, this combination of all things chess and something delightful that happens when you win or lose breathes new life into the ancient game of chess.

Of course, Wanlingqi in the true sense is still in decline. After all, playing chess is only the first xi. What everyone likes is the serious play after this. Who is the serious person playing chess?

Therefore, Ling Qianshan's current behavior seems very retro.

Moreover, she is still in charge of both sides, and she plays chess with herself, which looks even more strange.

"Dengdengdeng."

Suddenly, there was a regular knock on the door, Ling Qianshan stood up in a panic, trotted to the door, only to find that it was the pastor's aunt who had always taken care of her when she opened the door.

The gentle Spirit Clan priest first gave Ling Qianshan a hug, then looked at the Wanling chess game on her table, and said with a light smile, "Xiao Qianshan, are you playing chess again?"

"Hey, today's work isn't done, so I just wanted to play chess..."

Ling Qianshan said a little embarrassedly: "Everyone is busy, but I can't help much, it feels very delicate..."

"Everyone has a time for him to play, but you just haven't reached that time yet. Besides, playing Wan Lingqi is good for training our thinking and preventing us from being manipulated by our instincts."

The pastor smiled, and just wanted to say something, but found that Ling Qianshan's eyes suddenly drifted for a moment, but he quickly came back to his senses.

"Aunt Suoya, do you have anything to do with me?" Ling Qianshan asked.

"It's nothing, I just happened to pass by your room and wanted to see you." The pastor patted Ling Qianshan's little head, and while she was not paying attention, he stuffed a small box into her pocket, and then lightly Smiling and turning away.

Ling Qianshan looked at the back of her leaving and wanted to stop her, but she thought of something, and finally closed the door and returned to her seat.

She took the small box out of her pocket, opened it, and found a clear soul prism inside.

The practice of a psionicist is also inseparable from resources. Although Ling Qianshan has not yet started, she theoretically has a soul prism, which is still beneficial to her.

She sighed lightly, closed the box and put it on the table, then played her magic chess.

"It's time to stop."

Ling Qianshan suddenly muttered to herself: "Your heart is messed up, there is no need to go down again, it is meaningless."

Immediately afterwards, she said in a shameful tone: "Father, I..."

"It's okay, don't worry, it's normal for your mood to change. Go and rest."

Ling Qianshan gave a soft grace, but in a matter of seconds, her expression suddenly changed.

From a harmless little white rabbit to a gentle and kind intellectual girl.

Even the most sensitive person could not detect the slightest hostility and ominous signs from her performance.

The real conspirators are indifferent to their anger and anger, and if they can recognize at a glance, "Oh, this person is here to buy melons", they will only be inexperienced conspirators.

"Playing cards again... Still thinking of relying on an illusory fate?"

"Ling Qianshan" sneered and played with the chess game in front of him. The colorful chess pieces seemed to come alive at this moment, and it was faintly visible that the faces of people appeared on the chess pieces.

One of the pieces with a sun pattern was placed in the center of the chess game. "Ling Qianshan" tried to lift it, but failed.

"The king and the king..."

Her expression was a little gloomy, looking at the two cards that appeared in front of her eyes, the two clowns who seemed to be smiling forever were still smiling, as if they were laughing at everything in the world.

Before the game officially started, out of fairness, the store manager gave her the relevant knowledge of Dou Dizhu. No matter who Ling Qianshan was, it was not difficult to understand such simple rules as Dou Dizhu.

"Wang Zhai... Has the highest-spec card been released now? Are you out of breath, or are you just jumping off the wall?"

Although he said so, "Ling Qianshan" was still extremely apprehensive about the effect that Wang Zhai could bring.

She has personally tried the power that is enough to reverse the fate. Even if the card she played is only a single card 3 that is optional, it still has enough power to subvert the situation of the battle.

"...do you want to fight to the death?"

"Ling Qianshan" looked blank, finally snorted coldly, and raised the chess piece on the chess board.

"Even if it is a grand destiny, it will only be used by me."

"My calculations will definitely beat the sky."

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On the other side, in the Qing Yuejue mansion in the Yuehua Tower, Suo La looked at the prompt that suddenly appeared, and for a while did not understand what Zhao Yesui wanted to do.

"What are you trying to do?"

She couldn't help asking: "Should we not be cornered? Is it necessary to use cards of this level?"

Suola has also received Zhao Yessao's emergency landlord fighting training, and she still remembers "Wang Zha", the top card type in landlord fighting.

This is what makes her feel incomprehensible.

Although she was attacked by the conspiracy theocracy and was seriously injured, the situation of the two of them is not bad, and it can even be called a skill. Under such circumstances, how could Zhao Yesui suddenly think of using Wang Zhuang's bomber? ?

"Have you played games, Miss Warlock?"

Zhao Yesui didn't answer, just shrugged and answered questions with questions.

Sora was suddenly led astray by Zhao Yesui, and recalled: "You mean the exercises with complete procedures to hone combat skills? I have indeed played a lot of games organized by the United Front Work Department."

"No, no, the kind of killing game you're talking about isn't exactly the same thing that I'm talking about..."

Zhao Yesang couldn't help but sighed, what was he thinking of asking a battle madman like Sola just now?

"I mean video games, games played on electronic devices in which the player controls a character to accomplish a series of goals."

Zhao Yejia could only try to explain it as clearly as possible: "In this kind of game, there are often some supplies that can restore the state or pose a threat to the enemy, and many players will habitually store these supplies until they clear the level. It didn't come in handy."

"Reality is of course not a game, but it also has something in common. Hands are the 'props' at our disposal, and if we only see it as a means of escaping death, then the only advantage we have will disappear, because the enemy hides in In the dark, the forces that control the entire world can attack us at any time. In this case, it is difficult for us to organize an effective counterattack, and we will always be in a passive position."

"So, what we need now is an opportunity, an opportunity for us to have the ability to fight back."

After thinking for a moment, Sola nodded slightly: "What you said makes sense, but how are you going to fight back? Launch a fatal attack on that 'landlord'?"

"This kind of thing is impossible to succeed."

Zhao Yesui said in a determined tone: "Although I don't know how much fate 'Wang Bian' can set off, it absolutely cannot kill the 'landlord'."

"Yuger couldn't have designed this kind of game, otherwise the game would be meaningless, that is to say, although there is no evidence, I can be sure that even if I play all the cards in my hand, I can't really kill them. The 'landlord'."

Why do you look so familiar with Lord Yoger?

Sora was a little puzzled, but soon relieved.

This is probably the resonance between the wise.

In fact, the facts are also very different. This is the tacit understanding between the two Lao Yin ratios.

"So, what we can do is to use these cards to create more chips for us and subtly leverage our destiny, instead of swinging the precious miracle like a mallet."

Zhao Yesui said calmly: "Compared to our enemies, our current power is very meager. If we want to change this situation, we must use the last trump card."

"Hmm... I understand, but what are you going to do?" Sola probably understood what Zhao Yesui meant, but even if she had leverage, would she be able to move her destiny?

Zhao Yesui didn't give a shit, and said directly, "I just got a piece of news, a piece of news about the Spirit Race."

"I don't know if it's a defect in the spirit sun itself, or it's a problem caused by the spirit clan as natural psionicists. The spirit clan's perception of emotions is very extreme."

"Maybe it's just a small thing in life, such as successfully sleeping in in the morning, they will get a huge sense of satisfaction and joy, which will make them more addicted to the behavior... . This analogy may not be very appropriate, but you can understand what I mean."

"So, they only need a little bit of positive emotions to be able to survive with contentment. This is a blessing and a curse."

"Because they can easily let themselves indulge in these pleasant things, and when the pleasure brought by these normal things reaches a certain threshold, they will go to ordinary things that can make themselves better. What a thrilling thing..."

"In a sense, their entire clan are **** addicts."

As a direct descendant of the Land of Fantasy, Sola's experience in the sea of ​​stars is enough to write countless legendary biographies, so she was not surprised by the matter of the Eldar, but continued to ask: "So, are you going to start from this aspect? "

"almost."

Zhao Yechuang nodded slightly and said, "However, the extremeness of the spirits' emotions is also reflected in another aspect."

"Their perception of negative emotions is equally extreme and strong. Greed, rage, jealousy, Slaanesh... These dark sides of their hearts, as long as they are touched a little, will be as unstoppable as a flood of beasts. They lead into the abyss of depravity."

"A long time ago, when the Spirit Race was just born, many Spirit Races tried to fight against their own nature, but as their rule became stronger and stronger, the originally tense spirit loosened."

"I've been fighting all my life, can't I just enjoy it? Then play music, then dance!"

"Even the steadfast part of the Eldar, in the long-term struggle against their own nature, gradually developed various mental problems, and in the end, they degenerated more seriously than those of the same clan who gave up resistance at the beginning. ."

"There are countless wars for pleasure, countless slaughter for pleasure, and the entire Qi Hengtian has fallen into an extremely dark age."

"It is foreseeable that if it continues like this, the Spirit Race will soon fall into the bottomless abyss, either by itself or with Qi Hengtian, there is no other possibility."

"However, this world where there are gods and demons in the sky is just so unreasonable."

Zhao Yesui shrugged and said, "The unintentional gift from a **** who likes sleepwalking changed Qi Hengtian."

"When the concept of dreams was discovered by the Eldar, the people of insight among them quickly realized that this was the last salvation of the Eldar."

"Separating dreams from reality, and letting the entire Eldar race fall into joy, rather than being wrapped in negative emotions such as killing, seems enviable...I mean, very It makes people feel unbearable, but it is the best consequence the Eldar can think of under the original circumstances."

"So, they made a decision to betray their ancestors. They all became two or five children, and they went under the command of that god. They transformed Qi Hengtian into a world of darkness, and built the dream of all living beings as a tool to consolidate their rule. , and the Eldar's Noah's Ark."

"This is the world under our feet, the evolution history of Qi Hengtian."

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p.s. What Eldar.jpg

Chapter 272 Is this punishment or not? (4k5)