The puppets' stage play

Chapter 315 The Road of Travelers, Part 2

"Did you wish..." he whispered, and the scenes kept coming to him in the wave of memory.

After that, he accepted the other party's mission and embarked on that long journey with the other party.

And indeed, as Zhu Xian said, during the journey, the other party would take the time to guide him and be very serious. He gradually recovered from his original frustration, and accordingly, all other chores were taken care of by him.

As a well-known local strongman, Zhu Xian would be attacked from time to time. Of course, he would often tease the other person and let him go easily. However, looking at the hateful eyes of those people, he was a little confused.

Why would these guys take the initiative to attack famous strong men? Why would Zhu Xian let go of these enemies who obviously had future troubles? He once wanted to ask, but he flinched at Zhu Xian's smiling face.

As for the mission, although Zhu Xian said it was very relaxed at first, occasionally, he would see Zhu Xian go all out, which was a powerful attack that could destroy Baili.

Although the enemy was wiped out with that blow, Zhu Xian had no strength left and had to carry him on his back to escape. He cursed loudly at this thoughtless guy. He was obviously a world-famous bandit tribe, but he wanted to be alone. Break through.

Compared with himself who has no hope of revenge, this person is more like a guy who wants to die.

At that time, Zhu Xian always said with a smile.

"There's nothing I can do. This is the only way I can. Fortunately, I'm quite strong and can always cope with it."

"What about next time? If you die, what will happen to my future rewards?!" He angrily scolded the other party.

"Hehe, there is always a way, you don't have to worry too much." Zhu Xian smiled mischievously, looking very cheerful, and even though he was cursing, the expression on his face could not help but soften.

"That's good, that's good." Zhu Xian looked at him with a happy smile on his face.

He felt embarrassed in his heart, snorted, turned his head, and continued to carry the other person on his back.

Then, that night, Zhu Xian left.

When he woke up and looked at the blank bed, he felt very confused and had a strange thought that the other party was out of money.

"I don't want to serve you anymore!" He cursed, turned around and walked into the deep forest aside, and began to exercise using the method the other party taught him.

As time went by, that person seemed to have disappeared from his life, and even his past memories seemed a little blurry. Occasionally, he would wake up in the middle of the night and start thinking wildly. Maybe that person was just a dream, a dream that did not exist. .

He looked at the thick calluses on his hands, smiled bitterly, and let out a deep sigh, how could this be a dream.

Then, one day, he went to a nearby city to replenish supplies and understood everything.

"..." Looking at the notice posted on the wall, he fell into silence.

Letter: The leader of the thieves, Zhu Xian, is known as a bounty hunter. He is actually a lackey of the old dynasty. He makes trouble in the country all day long, detects intelligence from various places for the remnants, and tries to subvert the orthodoxy.

Because of his secretive whereabouts, he has not been arrested for a long time. Previously, he was shot dead by the commander of the Imperial Guard himself in Onuma as a demonstration of severity. However, since he is an intelligence agent, he should have a map of the remaining strongholds in various places on his body, but he has disappeared. .

Of course, anyone who sees his whereabouts can report it to the local government, and he will be rewarded. Do not disobey him.

"..." The small black characters looked extremely dazzling in front of his eyes. A sour feeling surged in his heart, and he couldn't help but cover his eyes.

There is always a way, those words that still brought laughter reappeared in my mind.

"Huh? Maybe you have some information."

There was a questioning voice nearby. He put down his hand and looked at the other person calmly.

"No, I'm just curious. The person who is responsible for the imperial guard is so strong, why is he not famous?"

The guard looked at him suspiciously and replied casually.

"Oh, drifting outside and enjoying wealth and splendor cannot be equated. When you get older and weaker, you will know the benefits of power."

"Well, that's it." He nodded and turned away under the gaze of the other party. The guard's eyes were dark and he looked at the communication rocket on the side.

After that, he was stared at all the time, and he could feel the cold gaze from everywhere. He knew in his heart that the other party suspected that he was one of those remnants, but he was indeed not.

The night is dark and the wind is biting.

Looking at the lifeless corpses in front of him, Lu Yao calmly wiped the bloody blade in his hand with their clothes. He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the khaki blade in his hand, whose name was Taihua.

The prosperous age is called Tai, and the beauty is called Hua.

If our world was more beautiful, maybe there wouldn't be children like you with both parents dead. Zhu Xian looked at this side with a complicated face, sighed softly, and his ethereal eyes looked into the distance, his eyes hidden. There is light shining.

["You really don't need my help? I'm quite optimistic about you. Even if I just lend you a little, it's enough for you to accomplish what you want."]

A voice that revealed a hint of regret sounded deep in his heart. Lu Yao stood up calmly, walked to the door behind him, opened the door, and looked at the two quarreling shopkeepers outside the door. He just glanced at it and turned around to leave.

He walked out of the hotel and looked towards the dark sky in the distance. There was a solemn and majestic place there, as if it were an eternal capital.

"I'll do it myself without your intervention, Hong Luan."

He stepped forward, with a sharp aura in his black pupils. He successfully broke through the enemy's blockade through the obstruction of the night.

After that, he completely defeated the negative imperial guards and by the way, shattered this 'orthodox' dynasty.

Lu Yao raised his eyes slightly, and Taihua appeared again in front of his eyes, but... it looked like it was broken into two pieces.

["Boring thoughts are, after all, just mortal obsessions."]

The huge figure sneered, and with a wave of his finger, 'Taihua' snapped.

He shook his head.

"Hello, can I be a friend? My name is Milo, what's yours?"

With a warm smile on his face, the generous brown-haired man walked slowly over. People around him greeted him warmly. He looked away, feeling that the smile was a bit dazzling.

"Huh? Maybe you think it's a little noisy, okay, let's go and talk in detail." The brown-haired man was stunned for a moment, and his smile fell off instantly. He smiled inexplicably, waved to the friends around him, and looked to the side Go.

Lu Yao looked sideways, and saw the brown-haired man paused, waving to this side, with a smile on his face again, looking at this side with dark eyes.

"..." He was a two-faced guy. He secretly made a judgment and felt a little unhappy in his heart. He hated these guys.

Go take a look, and then, no matter what he says, reject him decisively.

Having made up his mind, he walked away.

The two of them walked in tandem. The number of people on the road gradually became sparse, and their ears became silent. The two of them moved forward in silence. What surprised him was that the other party seemed to have no interest in talking.

When he reached a corner, the man paused and gently pulled on the wall on one side. A portal appeared. He stood up and entered. Lu Yao followed immediately without hesitation.

The interior of the room was not dark, but rather empty. There were yellow oil lamps hanging around. Lu Yao thought to himself that this place looked like an interrogation house in the past.

"The road you took seems to be different from the road of the Federation." A slightly cold voice came. The brown-haired man stood still and looked here coldly, without a trace of a smile on his face.

"...I have no money." After hesitating for a moment, Lu Yao answered frankly.

If it is just some superficial knowledge, the Federation does sell it at a cheap price. However, all the more advanced knowledge is controlled by the major families and the Federation itself.

Those families will only train their own people, while the Federation itself is more inclined to absorb new blood from those schools, and it is somewhat free-ranging for the people who are living abroad.

Naturally, he who escaped from the school would not be selected and could only rely on his own efforts.

As for why he didn't stay in school...because his father was a traitor, and he would not be so naive as to think that the Federation would let him off lightly for the son of a traitor.

"...Is that so?" Milo frowned. It was hard for him to imagine that the impressive guy in front of him was so embarrassed. How stupid could his parents be to prevent him from going to school?

No, if you think about it carefully, maybe... A guess emerged in his mind.

"As far as I know, the federation provides subsidies to the people." He looked at the other party and tried to change the topic.

"That's why I didn't starve to death." The man smiled, but his eyes still looked cold, as if he was carrying something.

He shook his head secretly in his mind. It seemed that just talking didn't make sense, so he had to use other methods.

"Let's get straight to the point." He looked at the other party seriously, "I need two helpers now to help me conquer a world. Although I can find some guys, unfortunately, they cannot meet my standards. "

"So, you found me?"

Lu Yao looked at the other person calmly, and he vaguely knew that he, who had always been alone, was actually quite conspicuous. In the eyes of many people who formed teams to conquer the world, he was undoubtedly the more unusual one.

"I have done some research on your strength and deeds..." Lu Yao's eyes flashed coldly, and the brown-haired man waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't get me wrong, I just want to test your strength and character. Your past..."

The brown-haired man raised his head, his eyes becoming cold.

"To put it bluntly, I'm not interested."

"I value each other's strength more than any loyalty or trust. This is good for you and me, right?" Lu Yao opened his mouth to refuse, and the brown-haired man's smile became bright.

"Don't be too busy to refuse. As far as I know, because of your solo attitude, many teams are already interested in you. They are all veteran strong players. Once you meet their request, you have no room to refuse. "

"I will refuse." Lu Yao said solemnly. He glanced at the other party coldly, "Same for you."

"I can give you the necessary knowledge as a price—"

"I agree." Lu Yao agreed immediately. Milo's expression was stunned, then he smiled bitterly and shook his head, looking over with admiration in his eyes.

"Then, just wait for my notification with peace of mind. Before then, please take good care of your body. I will also help you deal with the attention and eyes that you resist."

Milo flicked his finger in the air, Lu Yao's eyes narrowed slightly, and a silver pendant appeared in front of him, with a transparent orb in the center. He looked at the thing suspended in the air indifferently, with wariness in his eyes.

"You are really cautious..." Milo twitched the corner of his mouth, "That is the key here, because I also come here to exercise on weekdays, so I also have the corresponding equipment, you can use it freely. By the way, The bed is not allowed to be used, it is mine."

Milo said with a serious face, Lu Yao nodded confidently.

"That's good. There are some basic tutorials here that you can read. It's the price I paid in advance. I'll leave first."

Milo's face relaxed, he waved his hand casually, turned his body, passed through the black wall on the side, and disappeared.

"...What a strange guy." Lu Yao whispered. Although his Qi is almost the same as his own, he can do this. Is this the strength of a person from a big family?

He temporarily ignored the pendant floating in the air and turned to the secret room on the side. His eyes were filled with urgency. He could finally see the perfect system. The teachings Zhu Xian gave him had almost reached its limit. .

After all, that world itself is just an ordinary world with a little special energy. Those so-called strong people, placed in the outside world, are only around the third level, or pseudo-third level, only reaching the third level in energy.

"...Oh!" Lu Yao couldn't help but exclaimed as he looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment.

He originally thought there would only be one or two books, or at most four or five, but... in front of him was a room full of books. Looking around, there were books everywhere.

In addition to the cross-shaped, slightly narrow corridor, there are a large number of books that look extremely thick on the shelves here. Looking at these from a distance, Lu Yao couldn't help but feel a sense of joy and confusion in his heart.

Who is that guy who can do this? He shook his head, temporarily stopped the boring speculation in his heart, and looked at the book in front of him again, with an excited expression on his face.

Following the prompt text written on the bookshelf, he suppressed his excitement and walked to the bookshelf on the left, where there were basic books for novices and some related popular science.

On the way, he reluctantly reached out to the high-end bookshelf on the side.

Crack! A burst of electricity flashed, and he immediately retracted his hand and looked at the flashing electricity with a stern expression.

"Ahem, be careful if you accidentally touch the bookshelf. The first time is just a warning. Please don't touch advanced knowledge privately without the permission of the owner of the house. Believe me, this is for your own good."

Brown hair... No, Milo's voice rang in the air, and Lu Yao tried hard to find the other party's name from the corner of his memory.

He glanced over there with regret, turned his head, and walked towards the basic books.

When he arrived at the bookshelf, he tentatively stretched out his hand. As expected, there were no such defensive measures here. He successfully picked up an explanatory book. He glanced at the cover, which read "A Brief Discussion on the Future of the Major Camps."

It should be a popular science book, right? He secretly speculated.

He walked outside the secret room, opened the pages of the book by candlelight, and began to browse. The expectation on his face gradually disappeared as time went by, and instead, his brows became more and more frowned.

pat.

He closed the book, thought for a moment, stood up, and continued to other basic books.

This time, he simply stood in the narrow corridor and kept flipping through the basic books. However, the more he read, the more serious his expression became, and his brows became stagnant and never opened again.

"call........"

He closed the book, put it away, and walked out of the secret room. He raised his somewhat confused eyes. Although he could not find the direction to move forward, he vaguely understood why the Federation had such a structure.

The book records that in the old days, people used each other's race as a way to distinguish each other, so they called each other 'Eastern people' and 'Western people'. It is said that there are also 'Northern people', but the words are not clear in the classics. Don't seem to know much about it either.

In the current federation, the two camps each have each other's base camp, one is 'Hometown', the other is 'Franks', and the city in the center is regarded as a place of contention between the two sides. The Ministry of Internal Affairs is entangled with each other.

In the Franks, the Westerners regard the method of 'true body' as their highest pursuit. Others, such as mastering elements and domesticating beasts, are only trivial doses in their view. The method of true body sacrifice is treasured by major families, and generally Don't show it to others.

Westerners use the 'meditation method' to visualize, using known ancient species as objects, and depict the image of the other party in their minds. Once successful, they can transform into their true form.

At the same time, it is also recorded above that the top experts among Westerners can adjust the original object of visualization and pursue a more powerful object. This is also a secret promotion method. It is said that there are strong people who can' Create your own true body form.

For Westerners who use the method of true body to suppress the four directions, other systems are all inferior.

In their hometown, the Eastern people take the method of moving qi as the core, and pay attention to the unity of mind and spirit, and the unity of nature and man. They pay attention to digging into their own hearts, thereby igniting the flame of their own hearts, matching their external moves, and making every move possible. Infinite power.

At the same time, in the records, there is also a vague mention of another way of cultivation. It is said that it is a profession called Taoist priests, which is more suitable for Eastern people than the current method of cultivation. However, later due to a certain incident, the related Knowledge is completely sealed.

As for other weapon cultivators, formation cultivators and the like are also despised by the Eastern people and regarded as third-rate, and are not spread as mainstream secretly.

Therefore, among the Easterners, oral transmission is the main method, with emphasis on the form of teacher and disciple.

"No matter what it is, it's not suitable for me." Lu Yao shook his head, a chill flashed through his heart, so his future path...

First of all, he will not join those families. Of course, the other party does look down on him.

On the other hand, he also hated those cumbersome rules that made him call teacher to a stranger... A smiling face flashed in his mind, and he shook his head again, he would not do that.

"Go your own way..." He whispered, his originally blank eyes gradually becoming firm.

"Then just go on!"

He took a long breath and continued to look at other books, his eyes sparkling. These things will exist as his resources. Even if they are not in line with the path he wants to take, they can also be used as some supplements.

"I will become stronger, and then..." The voice gradually faded, and the resolute figure moved forward, and then was blocked by a black bookshelf.

The scene gradually shrank, and the picture on the crystal ball suddenly disappeared.

"Well...this is the person you found. He looks so strong and cool!" The man with blue hair immediately gave a thumbs up and praised Milo loudly with a twitching face.

"...You too." Milo squinted his eyes, and the resistance in his heart made him reluctant to look at the attire of the person in front of him.

"Hey, don't you look here? These are the clothes I carefully selected." A handsome face appeared in front of him, but it revealed a sense of stupidity. Milo pushed the other person away with a cold face.

"I told you, don't get too close to me." He said coldly while patting his clothes. Feeling helpless in his heart, he still looked at the other person.

The dark green fluff is wrapped around the upper body four times, like a cross, the tough light green coat, and the dark blue trousers with a metallic color on the lower body. The blue hair is floating, and the tip of the hair is high on the forehead. cocked.

"Hey, you're so cold, Xiao Luo." The man looked at this side with an aggrieved look. Milo suddenly shuddered. It was so disgusting that veins popped out on his forehead. If the other party wasn't really strong, he would have thrown him away. To the side.

"In short, he is the last person I am looking for. Glinton, you have to remember not to quarrel with him. I don't think you can beat him." Milo admonished the other person temporarily, although he also felt that it was useless. .

"Haha, don't worry, Xiao Luo, I'm very strong." Glinton stood up straight, with a look of satisfaction on his face, but he thought in his heart that he must give that guy a showdown next time we meet.

"Hmm." Milo nodded and ignored it, thinking about other back-up players to conquer the world. This time, he must succeed in order to make his mother more conspicuous and his position more stable.

Tell those potential enemies that if you want to target your mother, you are hostile to yourself, a future strong man with unlimited prospects. At the very least, you must attract those hostile eyes.

He thought to himself.

Time passes.

Milo curled his eyes and looked at Glinton, who was beaten to the ground after just a few encounters. The latter was looking up at the stern-faced man with a dry smile.

"Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding. It's Xiao Luo's fault. He said something bad about you -"

"I didn't say, please deal with this guy as you please." Milo interrupted decisively, announcing his position with a serious face, while Glinton looked at him in shock.

Lu Yao looked here with a stern look, his eyes flashing.

"Why, uh, aren't we friends?!" the person lying on the ground shouted with a confused look on his face.

You still have the nerve to say it! Milo suppressed the roar in his heart. If the other party hadn't betrayed him first, he wouldn't have bothered to deal with the other party.

After all, in a sense, he had become accustomed to it during this period. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but feel bitter. It was really miserable for him to be used to this.

"... Boring." Lu Yao glanced at this side coldly, turned around and walked to the corner, leaning against the wall, no longer paying attention to this side, and his whole person exuded a sense of resistance.

"It's not good, it's not good, this guy."

Glinton stood up eagerly and immediately ran over, whispering to Milo while secretly glancing at him with a fearful look.

"Everything is based on the mission!" Milo pushed the other party away and said with a serious face.

He looked at that person, with a flash of light in his eyes. The stronger the other person, the better. As long as he can complete the strategy, these problems are just small details. As long as he succeeds, he can get more attention, and people at the top should also notice. here.

As for some dangers, there is no danger in doing anything. It is just a necessary risk assessment. This risk is worth taking!

He punched in his heart, as long as he succeeded...

Puff puff puff, Milo spit out several mouthfuls of blood in the air. His face was extremely pale and his body was shaky.

He raised his eyes, and Glinton fell to the ground like a dead fish. His eyes were wide open, but he was motionless. He had obviously lost consciousness.

This useless guy, he cursed secretly, and at the same time, he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, as if he was about to fail.

"Milo, as you said, you know a lot of knowledge."

A cold voice came from the front. He remembered that it was the man who had high hopes for him. Unfortunately, he was also defeated by the strong opponent in the recent battle and fell into a coma. As a result, he and others were chased in an awkward manner. Unbearable.

"That's true. Why are you talking about this now?" He raised his extremely tired head. In front of him was a figure dressed in black. He seemed to have a straight back, but if he looked closely, his body was trembling slightly.

Even if it's not him, others can see that kind of strong-willed appearance.

"Sinners, fall down quickly. We will offer your broken bodies to the light of the Cang Emperor." In the sky ahead, there were three figures standing there like clouds. Milo looked at the three with hatred. People, if it weren't for them...

From this point of view, it seems that he was tricked by the Intelligence Department, whether it was to target him, or it was due to other factors.

Although he looked angry on the outside, he was thinking calmly in his heart. He didn't think that such a strong person would appear in just an elementary world. So, was it the plan of his mother's enemies?

"From now on, we will be friends." Lu Yao turned around with a slightly philistine smile on his face. Milo's expression was slightly stunned. There was no trace of hypocrisy in his eyes, but 'sincerity'.

"You have already given me gifts, so let this be my gift to you."

Lu Yao turned around, his expression extremely calm. He pulled out Taihua with his left hand, which was a sharp blade like the earth. He held the hilt of the sword in his right hand. The blue giant sword was suddenly lifted and pointed straight at the enemies.

"The name of the sword - Yu Cang." He whispered, his hands clasped together in the air, and the giant sword and the sharp blade collided together.

Clang!

In Milo's astonished eyes, the blue light pressed down like the sky, while the earth slowly rose up, shattering the three figures instantly.

"How is that possible? Didn't you get raped earlier?" He couldn't help but retort.

"I upgraded a little, so no problem." Lu Yao turned around, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and then passed away from his face. He looked here calmly.

"As long as I am still here, I will not let my friends get hurt. This is my oath. If I violate it, I will die with ten thousand swords piercing my heart."

Lu Yao solemnly raised the giant sword and sharp blade in his hand, and made his oath to the sky.

"...Me too." Milo bit his lip and stared into those sincere eyes. He nodded heavily, although he originally wanted to refute.

He wanted to say how could you possibly do it? Just by your own words, you would be defeated soon and forgotten by the world in an instant. However, the sour emotions surging in his heart made him unable to help but agree.

It’s such a strange emotion. Is this friendship?

Somewhere in the brain, the mind is thinking quietly.

"Uh, what about me?" A weak voice sounded, and the two looked there. Glinton was looking at this side with a look of resentment, and an eager look on his face.

Lu Yao smiled and said softly.

"As long as you don't make me angry anymore."

"It's a deal, boss!" Glinton jumped up with a look on his face, a bright smile on his face.

Lu Yao shook his head with a smile, and then looked forward again. Only the tip and hilt of the sword appeared in front of him.

["Friendship? Boring emotions are just insignificant bubbles."]

The giant shadow mocked, punched out, and the giant blue sword shattered instantly. He stared blankly at the scene, as if something important that connected him and his friends had been shattered.

After that, scenes reappeared one after another, and with the disdainful voice of the giant shadow, the memories he cherished were shattered one after another.

The red blade was carefully crafted by the two of them and given to him as a gift. He smiled and dripped blood with the two of them. The weapon as a symbol of friendship was broken inch by inch at this moment.

The sharp-edged cone-shaped blade was the weapon he forged when he first defeated a certain life-and-death enemy and used the opponent's bones as a guide. It was regarded as a memorial to that guy. Now, only a corner of the middle section remains.

Reflecting in the heavens, it was like the air blade of a cold god. It was a token of love given to him by the person he fell in love with for the first time. For this reason, the other party was seriously injured. It was a gift of deep friendship. At this moment, only a little bit was left. Crushed.

Symbolizing glory, the broken blade given by that noble person shines brightly at this moment.

The originally dim body suddenly jumped up, as if there was an invisible force lifting the broken blade and waving it forward.

【"This is?!"】

The giant shadow retreated continuously, and those words suddenly sounded deep in his heart.

‘This is a gift from my friend, and now it is given to you. You must know one thing. ’

The blade can be broken, but the heart cannot be broken.

The broken blade immediately dimmed again, and was struck angrily by the giant shadow that reacted. It completely disappeared from sight in an instant, with only a few debris floating down.

His eyelids rolled up, his brain became confused, his body suddenly lifted back, and his vision went dark.

The rusty little sword shone slightly, and the broken blades gathered around him and fell towards the ground.

Like a shooting star, at this moment, it is dyed with its last glory.

"Don't be anxious, take your time." He opened his eyes, and the previous scene no longer existed, replaced by a familiar figure in front of him. The black-haired woman in front of him half-bent her upper body and looked towards this side with a smile.

"You haven't grown up yet. At this time, you need to rely more on adults. This is our mutual responsibility."

He looked at that person intently, and a word immediately emerged in his mind.

mom.

The woman who left with her lover and died in a foreign land.

The man kept saying that he loved him, but he resolutely abandoned his betrayer.

He is also the person who is closely related to the secret force in the Federation, the White Bird.

"Who are you?" He opened his mouth and asked calmly and calmly, ignoring his shrinking body in front of him.

At some point, the anger that once burned in his heart had been extinguished, so even if he was face to face with the other person, he would not have any unnecessary emotions.

Yes, there will be no excess.

The small white sword was shining, pointing straight at the white neck of the woman's astonished face in front of him, Lu Yao asked calmly and rationally.

"Come on, tell me who you are."