The puppets' stage play

Chapter 347 The God of Fragrant Mountain

Crash, crash.

The slender brush penetrates the gums, reaches deep, and carefully scrapes away the dirt inside.

Left and right, up and down, front and back.

Gurgling.

The water rolled in the mouth, taking away the white foam, which was also mixed with traces of blood.

puff.

The already turbid water flowed down the pipe, spinning and disappearing bit by bit.

"————————"

It raised its head, and a familiar face was reflected in the mirror.

Rough and yellow skin, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes are extremely conspicuous, there is a thin beard at the corners of his mouth, and some red eyes, looking depressed.

Wearing earth-colored pajamas, his face looked extremely bad after sleeping for a long time.

"It's a new day, start working hard."

He spoke softly to the mirror, and the man in the mirror nodded, with a slight trace of color on his mediocre face.

Take a step back, turn around, and start making preparations.

Eat, drink and change clothes as usual.

Standing in front of the door, he straightened his collar and polished his shoes. He reached forward to hold the doorknob, twisted it, and passed through, and the brown door was gently closed.

The sound of retreating footsteps sounded outside the still door.

dong dong dong.

Click, click, as usual, he sat at the table and processed the documents in front of him. He kept moving his hands and put the processed results aside, carefully securing them with clips.

This is where he works. The specific content is to handle some disputes for others and serve as the department responsible for subsequent compensation.

People like him are also busy on their own, and no one has the intention to talk. Rather than building a good relationship with others, it is better to deal with the work at hand first, otherwise the managers of those departments will not let him go easily.

In that case, the guy who 'makes the mistake' will suffer the most tragic consequences.

The sunlight poured in slantingly from the isolation window on one side, and then gradually deflected. Under the power of 'time', even the light that overlooked time forever lost its figure.

The green-headed bugs swayed leisurely around the 'bright light' that lit up in the sky, forming a sharp contrast with the busy figures below.

After finishing the work, he stretched his waist, but he heard the whine coming from his muscles and bones, and the vague pain coming from his tailbone made him sigh in his heart, he was no longer young.

After sorting the files, he looked around. The studio, which had been so solemn before, was now full of laughter and laughter. People were sitting there, chatting casually about the latest popular topics.

He listened quietly.

"Speaking of it, 'Yu Shang Leyin' is probably the strongest among the new generation. I also tried to watch the video once or twice, and I think she has the strength to hit the front line."

"Don't you think so?!" The middle-aged man looked around with flamboyant eyes and a smile on his face and said loudly.

Most people responded, while a few people looked at the other person.

"I don't think so." The woman with calm eyes and pushing the black frame said solemnly, "During the special encounter, Yueyin obviously felt caught off guard, but it was not as solid as the 'Land of Hundreds of Chariots' in the same period."

"There are monsters on the front line. Obviously, Leyin..." The woman stopped talking. The middle-aged eyes wandered for a moment, and she changed the topic with a slightly reluctant smile, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go to a party. Well, it’s been a long time since we got together.”

The middle-aged man looked at the people around him and received affirmative responses from most people, and he also followed the crowd and agreed.

A small number of people, including women, refused directly and got up and left the place together.

"... She is so confident. Does she think she can win me?" The middle-aged man stared at the woman's leaving back, a hint of sarcasm flashed across her smiling face.

"Yun means no harm. She has always been outspoken. Xiangxi, you should also understand." He turned his head, looked at the middle-aged man with an unswerving expression on his face, and explained to the leaving woman.

Because the two of them have recently been competing for a higher-level seat, that's why they are so competitive.

"Xiangshan..." Xiangxi sighed, looking over with a slightly complicated gaze, and his eyes softened, "You are still such a kind person, but considering others, it seems that I am not generous enough."

Xiangxi shook his head and laughed. The colleagues around him glanced at Xiangshan and did not interrupt.

They all know that this guy and Xiangxi are good friends who grew up together when they were young. If it were them, they would not offend one of the strong candidates at this moment.

"We all grew up together... we always have to take into account some human feelings." Xiangshan lowered his head and spoke as if explaining.

"...Forget it, don't talk about these unhappy topics, let's go, we brothers will not come home until we are drunk today." Xiangxi stared at Dudu for a moment, with a relieved expression on his face, and hugged each other, Go outside.

Those who cling to Xiangxi immediately follow. If the other party really succeeds, they can also be part of the other party's team, at least they no longer have to worry about being dismissed at any time.

The party was a success.

Xiangxi, whose face was flushed, still looked calm. First, he sent the person following him back safely. Finally, he put his arm on Xiangshan's shoulder and personally sent him home.

On the way, Xiangxi seemed a little nagging.

"Ever since the Xiang Gong Temple was labeled as an evil sacrifice, we Xiang people have been displaced everywhere. I think it has been more than 20 years now."

"Don't think that I have changed. I just value actual interests more. However, in this regard, Xiangjun is more ruthless than me, and even gave up his clan name."

"I have to be responsible for those who follow me. They are also people with families. Once I fail, they will be driven away. I have to win."

Although Xiangshan's head was a little groggy, somewhere in his brain was still clearly rotating, but he just listened silently and made no other comments.

"We must win..." Xiangxi's voice sounded a little choked, and his body felt soft. He immediately understood that he was back home. He subconsciously looked forward, but saw that the other party was uglier than crying. Smiley face.

"Have sweet dreams, my friend."

Xiangxi turned his face half sideways, smiling and waving his hands. Vaguely, he seemed to see the boy he once was, the one who ran with him in the fields, agreed to hide from each other, but met in the embarrassing scene at Xianggong Temple.

"Well..." He closed his eyes and let sleep rush through his brain.

"......Feel sorry."

Therefore, he didn't hear the slight apology.

The door was gently closed, and footsteps sounded outside. He opened his eyes, stared blankly at the ceiling above, and then closed his eyes.

The next day, when I woke up again, after taking a rest, I saw a thick stack of banknotes placed in the corner of the bed, which was a very rich fortune.

There was no surprise in his eyes, but he accepted this calmly.

He didn't go to work, he just closed his eyes again, with that man's bitter smile vaguely remaining in his eyes.

Ding, the vegetable and fruit slices came out again. He stretched out his hands to pick them up and brought them to his mouth. He felt the right heat in his mouth and swallowed them mixed with the juice on the side.

He got up and walked to the inner room, and as expected, received a new message on the communication device.

It said that due to his unexcused absence from work, which resulted in a huge omission in the completion time, based on his past contributions, he would not be held accountable or compensated, and would only be dismissed.

He smiled nonchalantly, as he had already expected that because of his withdrawal, Xiangjun, who was implicated, would succumb to Xiangxi, because the latter was better at handling this kind of thing, and... .I won’t blame him.

Although I feel a little sorry for Xiangjun who has always been friendly to me, in this way, everyone is happy.

"...Let's take a look at that after a long time." He made up his mind, and with the help of the communication device, he began to read the latest news.

(Special report, the ‘Gongsiren’ reached the top at the forefront, becoming another ‘Heavenly Curtain’ strongman.)

(Weirdos labeled as 'Evil Emperor Spider', 'Jiangshan Martial Queen', and 'Touched Swordsman' appeared in Saint Huadu and were killed by the eighth-ranked Heavenly Curtain Strongman 'Gario' alone. This once again proved that the frontline The gold content.)

(On a stage where monsters, madmen, heroes, and saints gather, the front line is always the ultimate backing of human society.)

(In the new generation, ‘Yu Shang Leyin’ lost in the special encounter competition, and ‘No Man’s Sky’ took over the throne of ‘the strongest in the new generation’.)

Scanning through the lines of information, he soon found the one he wanted to know.

('Yingluo Dancer' has been in the game for twenty years and still has no victory. The strong player in the sky, 'The Light of Regret', has expressed doubts about this and believes that the other party is cheating, otherwise it would be impossible to 'break the rules'.)

(As a person who has used his unyielding will to become the last person to cross the border from an ordinary person, countless people have invested their own expectations in him. Of course, more people are not optimistic about the future of the other party.)

(For his future, please pay attention to the primary division in three days.)

"...Go on." He prayed in a low voice, a deep desire flashed in his eyes, and then he suppressed it forcefully. He knew very well that he, just an ordinary person, couldn't do it. To that kind of thing.

In the eyes of him, no, even in the eyes of most ordinary people, the Yingluo Dancers represent all their ideals. Unless the other party gives up, they will always support the other party.

However, due to consecutive years of failure, most people have been disappointed with them, so they have focused their attention on other strong players. Only a few have not given up yet, and he is one of them.

"If I too..." He murmured to himself, leaving only the unrealistic 'fantasy' to himself.

In the sky thousands of feet away, ripples appeared in the sky, and a figure walked out of it.

Brown hair was coiled on his head, his eyes were half-closed, and he was staring around with a slightly stiff and cold expression. Milo couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

The city composed of steel jungle was under his feet, and the pale white shield above the city gave people a sense of sanctity.

The city below has been artificially divided into different areas. There are strange buildings built on them, including huge oval-shaped venues, some iron towers reaching the sky, and fortresses suspended in the void... countless. .

Moreover, there were violent auras coming from inside those buildings, as if they were at war, and the perceived 'spiritual charm' carriers collided with each other, which seemed very fierce.

It was at least level five, Milo concluded in his mind.

"What exactly is here..." He frowned and scanned the surroundings with his starry left eye. The scene in front of him gave people an illusory feeling, but when he felt it carefully, he could feel a 'Solid' scent.

If the God King came here, he might not be able to notice the abnormality, but he was different. He had already taken the last step and was confident that unless he faced an existence like Lu Yao, he would be able to obtain the final and practical result. victory.

"We must find the key here." Milo's eyes were dark. He knew that he came here not to play, but to deal with those 'ancient monsters'.

Although he had sensed Shen Wushang's aura before, the other party gave him a feeling that he had nothing to worry about. It was obvious that the other party had encountered a strong enemy.

And his purpose is, firstly, to find his mother, whether dead or alive, and secondly, to completely destroy this force.

If mother is still alive, she will act as a member of the Federation.

If something happens to my mother...then there is no need to worry about anything else, just destroy this place.

While thinking about it, Milo nodded silently, his mind seemed to be frozen. There was neither sadness nor joy, and he just dealt with the problems he encountered according to the optimal solution.

"I have changed too." At this moment, his tone seemed extremely calm, which was a necessary price.

"First... there." His eyes looked somewhere, and then his eyes touched there, and he vaguely smelled the smell of sandalwood.

呲.

His body disappeared into place.

Xiangshan browsed the news intently, while Milo appeared here silently, looking at the 'dangerous' guy, his eyes couldn't help but become solemn.

【"You came."】

He has been following Xiangshan, like twins who are intimately connected. The man with black patterns all over his body hugs the other person's shoulders and rests his head on the shoulders. However, the latter does not notice at all and is still searching for the information he wants. .

The man with yellow eyes looked this way with a smile, but his face looked extremely stiff, and his voice had a strange rhythm, like the voices of countless people overlapping together.

Milo's nose moved slightly and he smelled the trace of sandalwood on the other party. He immediately understood that the other party was the person he was looking for.

But... his expression became serious, and he still stopped where he was without taking any action without permission.

Because, just by witnessing the other party, he couldn't help but think that the other party was at the end of the battle of stars. That was powerful enough to defeat all counterattacks.

["The Federation of Forests is indeed very strong, and there are many strong people like you. Zhu Yan's fear is not unreasonable."]

There was a hint of nostalgia in the man's mouth with black stripes, and then his gentle eyes looked towards this side, but they gave people a sense of alienation like a god living in a 'high house'.

He is both compassionate and indifferent.

Like thousands of people with thousands of faces, Milo felt unprecedented pressure from that body that was not burly.

"Godly Lord Xiangshan." He said word by word, the other party's information flashed in his mind.

The leader of the twelve ancient demons, he suppresses the ancestors under him with absolute strength. Whether it is the cruel Otonashi Ryu or the mysterious Zhu Yan Emperor, they all occupy lower positions.

The absolute overlord, number one, the Divine Lord of Xiangshan.

【"it's me."】

The Lord Xiangshan smiled, but the ordinary person beside him, ‘Xiangshan’, seemed unaware and still sighed at his own powerlessness.