nyslfriends Chapter 664 Hometown
Chapter 664 Hometown
Two days later.
Outside of Weicheng, the smoke of gunpowder has first dispersed.
Mechas of ordinary height moved back and forth flexibly under the control of the spirit cultivators, checking whether there were any demon cultivators left outside the city.
It is said that all the mechs are the same size and height, and it is difficult to distinguish them when they are put together.However, due to the intense fighting ahead, many mechs were damaged in appearance.Gradually, there are also Lingxiu who can directly recognize who is driving the mecha passing by them from the appearance.
"Treasurer Zhao!"
"Ah, yes, it's Daoist Zhao!"
"Haha, after this great victory, after returning home, Fellow Daoist Zhao will show off his skills again!"
Amidst the shouts, Zhao Fugui showed a smile.
As a monk, he has just experienced a victory, and he is happy.
As a cook, I am overjoyed to see so many people like my craft.
He readily agreed: "Okay! You can't be in such a hurry this time as before. When I get back to the city, I'll make some preparations. At this time tomorrow, you all go to the Xinhongyun Tower! At that time, I will do a good job for fellow Taoists." Two courses."
As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of laughter around.
Seeing that there were no living magic cultivators around, the cultivators did not intentionally transmit sound transmission to enter the secret.In this way, their voices spread to all directions and fell into the outskirts.
"Well!"
Under layers of ruins.
A being covered in wounds and covered in ugly scales opened its eyes.
His sea of consciousness was still in chaos, and for a while, he couldn't remember what happened before.
First, a little laughter was caught in the ear, and then the laughter gradually faded away, and gradually became inaudible.
Fortunately, during this process, his consciousness gradually recovered.The order of the Demon Ancestor, his purpose of coming to Wuyang, and the sword that slashed at him.
Everyone thought his scales were ugly and horrible, only Yan Shichao dismissed this idea.He is very clear that this body of scales is his strongest body protection power!
This is indeed the case today.The scales helped him resist [-]% of the damage, allowing him to survive the power that almost destroyed an immortal city.However, this is far from enough.
Intense resentment welled up in Yan Shichao's heart, and he almost wanted to raise his head to the sky and let out a loud roar to express his resentment at the moment.
Sensibility returns in time to stop Yan Shichao.
His cloudy eyes regained their clarity little by little, and his consciousness spread out.
The sights and sounds outside gradually fell into Yan Shichao's sea of consciousness.
A monk opened the entrance to the cockpit, jumped down from it, and put the mecha back into his mustard bag.
Some monks inquired around, where did the maintenance personnel of his team go and why they did not show up for so long.
And monks...
Countless scenes of this kind poured into Yan Shichao's sea of consciousness, and various emotions rose in his heart.In the end, it turned into a hoarse smile.
It turned out to be the case.
That's it!
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The next day, Zhao Fugui really "opened".
Not all Weicheng spiritual practitioners came to participate in the celebration banquet on his side, but there were indeed quite a few people who came.Rough calculation, there are hundreds.
Although Zhao Fugui said repeatedly before, when fellow Taoists come, just bring someone along.Everyone likes his cooking, which is the best motivation for him.However, when the spiritual practitioners really came, they still brought something with them.
Spiritual plants, spiritual herbs, talisman paper pills... The monks who came to the four cities were all randomly divided into teams, and they were not familiar with each other.It was only when I got here that I talked about some past experiences in the context of gifts.
The scene was joyful, and Zhao Fugui felt happy after seeing it.
There were also monks who felt that they had nothing to offer, so they simply inquired about the price of vegetables in the Hongyun Tower, and brought them over with spirit stones.
And because this party is in the name of celebration after all, it doesn't look good to give money directly, so I just use red paper, which is a beautiful red envelope.
Zhao Fugui: "..." He laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes.
He said that he didn't need to take anything, and he was sincere.However, he contributed money and efforts, and other monks also contributed. This is the relationship between friendship and reciprocity.
When you are in a good mood, your cooking efficiency will increase a lot.Not only the stove in front of Zhao Fugui, but also the pots on the other stoves moved by themselves. The sound of "sizzling" spread into the ears of everyone present, and the monk with a broader vision immediately thought: "I said that shopkeeper Zhao is a food repairer! Look, the few pots of vegetables on the side are just It’s purely fried with spiritual energy.”
The spiritual practitioners immediately began to swallow their saliva.
In Weicheng, there was laughter and laughter, very lively.
There are some differences outside the city.
Among the ruins, a black shadow lurked quietly, waiting for the opportunity.
After an unknown amount of time, a mecha passed by—the posture was very special.There were two fully functional mechas, pulling one that was so badly damaged in the previous battle that it couldn't be put into a mustard bag, and slowly moved towards the city wall.
A gleam of light flashed quickly in the black shadow's eyes.
Inside the mecha, the driver Ling Xiu comforted the Taoist friends beside him: "Didn't you say that? The core of your mecha has not been polluted by magic energy. After returning, just replace all the damaged parts, and it will still work! "
Fellow Daoist: "..." If the damaged parts are replaced, there will be nothing left, right?
Although I also know that it is common for magical artifacts to be damaged.Which spirituality has never broken a few swords or bent a few knives since childhood?However, the condition of the mecha still made him feel bad.
Seeing this, the former said again: "Oh, I didn't say it all, all the accessories came off the assembly line." Several new words were learned by the monks from Senior Congyue recently.When they first heard it, they were not used to it, but later on, they gradually felt that Yue Wuyu's words were very clear and accurate, and gradually used the same voice.
The latter nodded sullenly, and said, "Okay. I will also tell the fellow repairer who is in charge of repairing that the core must not be changed!" Otherwise, wouldn't it be completely equivalent to changing a mecha?
The former said with a smile: "Of course, of course—uh!"
His body shook, and his expression suddenly became serious!
The driver of another mecha also came over at this time and said, "It's stuck! Do you want to go down and check the situation?"
The spiritual practice who comforts fellow Taoists feels strange.Logically speaking, the mecha should be suitable for various venues, why can it be "stuck" here?
But the facts didn't allow him to think too much, neither the spiritual consciousness nor the scanning device that came with the mech indicated any danger.Wei City is also close at hand, so it seems that there will be no danger.
With these thoughts in mind, he gritted his teeth and decided, "Well, go down and have a look!"
Seeing this, the weird feeling in Lingxiu's heart became more intense, and the other two also had bad thoughts.
Where is the damaged mech stuck?It is simply falling into a small formation!No wonder with the strength of the mecha itself, it is impossible to get out of it!
The three monks looked at each other, and their eyes and spiritual consciousness went into battle together to communicate.
There is only one central idea: the middle set!I'm afraid there are still magicians nearby...
With a thought, the three of them tapped their toes to the ground at the same time, and rushed towards the mech they were in when they came!
The monk whose mecha was damaged, and the spiritual practice with him earlier, the two returned to the cockpit smoothly.The cultivator on the other side was all in vain!
The first two were about to turn around and attack when they saw fellow daoists in the air with nothing in front of them!
The two were stunned at the same time, and a thought came to their minds.
Finished!
It turned out that what Moxiu wanted to do was not to attack, but to take away the mecha through their departure!
It was as if a basin of cold water was poured head-on, and the only two mechas left showed the mistakes they made.
The three spiritual cultivators gritted their teeth for a moment, but they didn't intend to escape, but said at the same time: "Report this matter to the Lingzun!"
After the words fell, they looked at each other, and they both saw remorse and remorse in each other's eyes.
Although as new mechs are manufactured and completed, the number of pilots is always increasing.However, with such a serious problem, it might be difficult for them to encounter new mechs in the future.
On the other side, Yan Shichao was carrying a storage bag filled with intact mechs, his heart was beating wildly, and he ran away all the way!
He didn't even think that things could go so smoothly.
However, thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is not worth being happy.
After all, the current "smoothness" was obtained in exchange for the destruction of the [-] troops he brought.
Although Yan Shichao didn't know the situation of the other three cities, in his mind, Weicheng, where he was there, had experienced such a tragic defeat, and the other three cities must be the same.
Unlike him, other magic cultivators have the scales they got from the magic dragon to save their lives.Once injured, it really can't do it.
Thinking of this, a slight regret flashed in Yan Shichao's heart.But soon, this bit of regret turned into a clear hatred.
Lingxiu has hurt me so far!
Yan Shichao gritted his teeth!
If it is said that he came to Yinzhou before, it was for profit.From then on, when he looked at Yinzhou, his most important purpose was revenge!
A majestic saint-level demon cultivator was so humiliated!
Back in Yunzhou, I'm afraid it will be difficult to gather manpower and form a new army.
Such thoughts kept coming up, making Yan Shichao's blood surge, and the devilish energy poured out of him non-stop, which almost made the Lingxiu in Weicheng notice.
No.
Yan Shichao slowly calmed down, and a brilliant idea popped up in his mind.
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In Weicheng, the feast was interrupted just in the middle of it.
The three spiritual practitioners came back and told the news that the mecha had been stolen.
After hearing this, the smiles on the faces of the monks who were celebrating faded away.When looking at the three spirits who came back, they all showed disapproval.
Some people couldn't help saying: "You are too careless! If Moxiu breaks the key in our mecha..."
As he spoke, the monk himself shivered.
The three spirit cultivators who came back became more ashamed and bowed their heads to admit their mistakes.
Their attitude was good, and the other monks saw it. Although they still had something to say, their tone was a little softer.
But things are there, even if they are soft, they are very limited.
Until amidst the accusations, a different voice was inserted.
"Things may not be that bad, fellow daoists, please calm down first."
All the monks were taken aback, and looked towards the person who spoke.
It was an instrument repairer.
He said softly: "As early as when the mech was originally designed, Senior Yue had considered such issues."
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Yan Shichao: Happy.