Legend of the Asura

Just... destroying one of the top ten artifacts of the past because of his relationship, though unintentional, is indeed a sin!

“Wan 'er, is there any way to fix the Kunlun mirror?” With a hint of hope, the wind sighed. He knew very well how difficult it was to repair the holy instrument and how little hope was.

Xuan Waner was silent for a long time and said softly: "This is almost impossible. Never before has the destruction of the ancient artifact occurred, let alone how to repair it, because the power to destroy the ancient artifact could not have existed in the world. ”

"So I'm the first person in history to destroy an ancient artifact? ”

“Yes. Nor did I expect the three sealed swords to be able to send and withstand so much power. ”

The wind shook its head helplessly, summoned Xiaobai and continued to fly west. In my heart, there is still another doubt.

Who the hell just sent himself and his baby out of mirror space? Is it the last force used by the Kunlun mirror?

“It is a sword called the most powerful, and even if sealed, its potential remains so terrible. ”

Far above, women in yellow coats with seven-colored glass curtains looked at the white shadows that disappeared in the distance, as if they could accommodate the vast starry sky.

“Yes, it actually destroyed the Kunlun mirror without any damage to itself, as if it were the most powerful force. It's just, is the Kunlun mirror doomed to ruin?” The White Gazette woman walked beside her in smoke.

“He'll fix it.” Yellow women still look far away. Everything that just happened was equally out of the trajectory she had anticipated, but there was no fear in her tone.

“Fix it? Can it really be fixed... but since the owner said yes, it must be. To destroy the blow of the Kunlun mirror, the world doesn't know who else can take it except the master. ”

“A lot of people can… Let's go, maybe not too long, and we'll see him again. ”

The white veil woman nodded gently and followed her to the distance.

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Time flies through the journey, another three days pass. The wind throws the great regret of destroying the Kunlun mirror behind its head, flying to the West every day without a hiatus. At the same time, small towns or cities along the way are the object of search. Wherever someone might appear, he would set aside a glimmer of hope in order to meet the person who could use the tears of an angel. And he always believed that the more rare the scene, the more likely it was to hide the strong with special abilities.

“Wan 'er, you've worked hard these past few days. ”

“It's okay, I'm not tired at all. This level of wear and tear is nothing to me and will soon recover.” Xuan Waner smiled softly and said, "Indeed, with the power of her vast and infinite soul, searching for human memories is extremely simple.

Xuan Wan was never allowed to leak memories of players like him, but NPC or monsters were different. Not to mention, for the sake of water softness, he can do whatever he wants to represent by any means. With the help of Xuan Wan's soul, it is undoubtedly the quickest and most direct method. If there really is someone who can use the Tears of the Angel, you can never hide it from her.

“Ding! Player ‘Crazy’ announces the entire district: ‘Windy World' winery has branches in Imperial City East, West, South, North, X City, Y City, Z City, each branch...”

The announcement was issued three times in a row, without causing too much waves, and countless people even snorted at it. Though not the biggest, the Windy World is undoubtedly the most famous and popular of the Emperor City of Tianlong, and the fire of business is enough to make everyone look red. But opening so many semicolons at the same time in one day is too reckless.

The establishment of these sub-codes not only allowed the Windward to encompass the entire city of Tianlong, but also spared some of the smaller cities around the city. Though far below the size of the Imperial City, these small cities are also mostly half the size of a realistic, ordinary city where countless people are stationed and the human flow is remarkable. The insertion of "in the wind" will surely put pressure on the catering industry in these small cities and will surely be repressed by their combined efforts.

So it's absolutely unwise to show such a big appetite at one time and have so many semicolons.

The tone clearly reached the wind, he was slightly surprised and muttered: “That Miss Liu is so quick, she is so acute...” But she did not show a slight fear of the divine color.

If he's right, those semicolons will be publishing bulletins one after another over the next decade, and the bulletins are absolutely enough to keep everyone warm.

“... Auction of the Divine Cuisine 'Boiled Ghost Wolf Meat' today with the XX attribute added after consumption... All holders of the 'Windy World' Low or Premium Membership Card can participate in the auction... In a month's time, the store will auction the Divine Cuisine 'Ice Armor Dragon Meat’, and all holders of the 'Windy World’ Low or Premium Membership Card can participate in the auction...”

The temptation of divine cuisine is self-evident. That's the equivalent of additional consecutive levels or even a dozen levels of attributes.

As long as any semi-colon makes such an announcement, its doors are bound to be squeezed out by players coming from all sides... and players without membership cards will naturally choose "In the Wind" spending to accumulate points to earn membership cards in order to get auction opportunities in a month's time.

As a result, many semicolons issue the same announcement in succession, auctioning the same at different times, and their business is unlikely to fail.

And the key to all this is divine cuisine. And what the Divine Cuisine stands for is Monopoly!

With monopolies, there is no need to worry about markets.

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The General Hall of the Divine Realm, the hand of God frowned and sat there, disturbed. He hasn't practiced in two days, as if he no longer cares if his rank will be caught up by those behind him. His wise, mature, steady, agitated and frowning expression rarely appeared on his face.

The purple shadow stepped in and the footsteps were light and seemed heavy.

The hand of God raised his uncluttered head and suddenly stood up and walked up to her face: “Yi, where have you been these past two days? Why block our calls! Not only can't I find you, but I haven't been offline! ”

The proud Moon Yiren walked past him faceless as if he had not heard what he had said.

“Tell me what Shura did to you!” No further questions were asked about where she had gone. He turned around and his voice was chilling.

“You heard everything, why ask again?” The proud Moon Yiren sat calmly, lonely with innate elegance.

God's hand shook all over his body, coldly attacking his body, making his hands and feet cold, his heart beating faster, and his voice shivering: “He can't believe he really...”

Chilling was a fierce rage in the past, almost burning his eyes, and thinking about the situation where his beloved sister was humiliated by Shura, his heart ached like it was about to be completely torn.

“Il, don't worry. Whatever you do, I'll rip Shura out and smash the pieces!” The expression of teething appeared on his face for the first time since his birth, clearly angry and almost completely irrational.

“That's what he wants most.” The Awful Moon Yiren raised his head and looked at him with no focal length: “His purpose is to avenge our family...”

“What?” God's hand startled, quickly forcing himself to calm down, and countless speculations and possibilities began to spin in his heart.

He actually knew who Iyi was... so he suddenly attacked his family when he first met Iyi... that time he took Iyi away... why didn't he think of it before?

God's hand grabbed the scalp in pain. He was too confident to think about it before. Perhaps years of concealment and low profile have relaxed his subconscious vigilance.

“Who is he?” God's hand breathed heavily for a few moments, lowered its gaze, and some dared not look into her eyes. His innocent sister, sad, became a starting point and a victim of revenge against her family. It all stems from the enemies under the trees of the family and from the many sins that were planted intentionally or unintentionally.

“Don't know.”

“… Yi, think about it, it's just a game world, it won't have any real impact.” God's hand lowered its voice to console, more like consoling itself, and then laughed bitterly at itself. Everything in The Round, apart from the rules, is exactly the same as it is in real life... and who would take that as a simple illusion?

“… I will not speak to my family.” The hand of God turned around and left in a hurry, and he had too much to do.

She was finally the only one left in the quiet hall. The faintness and strength of the disguise could no longer be sustained, and teardrops in the corners of the eyes slipped silently.

She hasn't cried more than once in three days. Haven't tasted love, and having the most innocent dream of a teenage girl, she never thought she would experience it.

“Auntie! ”

Childish voices appeared particularly clear in the quiet lobby and stopped the slight cry of the proud Moon Yiren. She hurriedly wiped away teardrops in the corner of her eyes and tried to make a smile on her face to see when she arrived in front of her.