"Rest! Take a break!" Vera, who was dead and dead, finally couldn't bear it anymore. She raised her hand and stopped loudly, and then she slammed and fell to the ground again.
Seeing the girl lying on the ground, Feng Xue raised her mouth slightly, squinted her eyes, and "slashed" a sword in the direction where her right hand was.
Apart from the slight sting, there was no result, but the slight sting made her smile brighter.
The Sword of Fantasy, in reality, is undoubtedly impossible to produce physical effects, but it is different in the world of strange stories.
The essence of strange talk is cognition, and the core of strange talk world is information. Therefore, when a fantasy is injected with sufficient cognition, it can be recognized as "real".
This is something Feng Xue gradually realized when she used the Thirteen Deadly Swords in her fantasy over and over again, because he accidentally discovered that he could actually add [knowledge] to it when he "draws the sword"!
He didn't know whether this was a universal high-end application of [knowledge] or a special ability that he had developed after reaching the realm of "one thought to enlighten the gods", but this was undoubtedly a special power.
If he just waved around the air without real-time feedback, it would be difficult for him to further recognize his attack, but with this little girl it would be different.
She is like a target when practicing a gun, telling you clearly what your level is.
With the combination of the feedback from the swordsman and the feedback from the chopped ones, the sword in Feng Xue's heart became more and more real.
...
After lying for about half a minute, Vera got up from the ground with lingering fear, reached out and touched her neck, as if she was confirming whether her head was really there.
Every time she was hit by Feng Xue's "fantasy", she felt like she was really dead. However, after experiencing it several times and confirming that she wouldn't really die, she seemed to fall in love with this exciting "
Extreme sports, as if he had recovered, he immediately urged Feng Xue to do it again.
Well, I can only say that the little ghosts who grew up in the garbage mountains are indeed different from those outside.
"Huhu, Huhu..." After gasping for a few breaths, Vera wiped the cold sweat that did not exist, which made Feng Xue feel a little curious. If those who came through time were not because of the original
If the influence of human memory has retained some instincts, why does this kind of Wu, who was born in Infinity City, have similar habits?
Vera didn't notice Feng Xue's doubts. She sat casually next to Feng Xue's head and suddenly asked for no reason:
"Who, you should be very strong, right?"
"It should be considered ordinary. In addition, didn't I tell you the name?" Feng Xue said a little vaguely, but Vera shook her head and said seriously:
"Who knows if there is any trap in your name? I heard from the village chief that some people will have special responses to their own names. If you tell me someone else's name, when I call you here, the other party will immediately
What should I do if I sense it?”
"Then you are really smart. If there is such a convenient thing, won't I beg myself?" Feng Xue rolled her eyes, then went straight to the topic:
"Tell me, I clearly said yesterday that I wanted to learn outside knowledge, why did I come here to learn to kill people today? Where did your brother go?"
"You don't think Vero was taken away, so I'll come to you, right?" Vera suddenly showed a smiling face with a sarcastic aura. Feng Xue's face suddenly turned dark, however, just when he thought he was
When he guessed wrong, Vera's expression was a little different:
"Yes, you guessed it right."
"So what's wrong with you?" Feng Xue was completely speechless about this girl's weird personality. It was difficult for him to understand what the other party's brain circuit was, but Vera obviously didn't think there was something wrong with her way of thinking.
, She adjusted her expression before speaking:
"That stupid brother didn't know what happened last night, but suddenly disappeared. According to the rules of the village, if people disappear, they will be considered dead. If it weren't tomorrow, it would be garbage day, our village would have moved out today. I was there
I was wondering if he was captured by you, but who knew that you were still buried here."
"So what?" Feng Xue raised her eyebrows. Compared to this moody little girl, he had a good impression of the little boy named Vero.
When Vera heard Feng Xue’s question, she just shook her head and said:
"Nothing, so, people are missing, it's that simple. I don't want to disappear, so I come to you to study. Isn't this a very reasonable thing?"
Looking at Vera's forced appearance of calm, Feng Xue sighed and said helplessly:
"Let me tell you a good thing. The slave hunting team usually catches children to sell them to other organizations as younger brothers, and this requires some time to train. Before that, your younger brother will not be in danger of life."
"Of course I know this kind of thing." Vera pretended to be indifferent and stared at Feng Xue:
"That fool disappeared and disappeared. I was too lazy to find him. I just left in two days, so come and see if I can get some more benefits from you!"
As he said that, the girl suddenly stood up and did something to the dead corner of Feng Xue's vision. With the sound of a ping bell, Vera's voice also sounded:
"It may not be enough time to dig out for you, but I pushed down all the garbage piled up around me. Next, it depends on your own efforts."
"But I can't work hard at all." Feng Xue rolled her eyes and then sighed:
"How about making a deal? I will teach you my lifelong skills, and you will help me do one thing."
"You tell me what you want to do first." Vera looked at Feng Xue alertly, but this time she did not say anything like "Tell me first".
"It's very simple, just kill me." Feng Xue said and raised her head, as if to expose her throat.
"Are you stupid?" Vera looked at Feng Xue for no reason, but Feng Xue said indifferently:
"Just say whether you agree or not."
"You can't have the special ability to take over the person who kills you, right?" Vera looked at Feng Xue suspiciously, her tone full of suspicion. Feng Xue just rolled her eyes at this, but she still didn't
When he explained, Vera nodded as if she had figured it out:
"Forget it, I promise you."
"Aren't you afraid that I will be humble?" Feng Xue raised her eyebrows, but the girl said indifferently:
"It's nothing, as long as you can help me find Vero."
"So you're thinking too much, come on, look forward to my move." Feng Xue narrowed her eyes and fantasized about the trick of the Thirteen Deadly Swords in the interior. At this moment, Vera seemed to see a look in front of her.
The man, holding a long sword in his hand, stabbed him in an extremely slow manner. Every movement, every detail, and even the murderous intent carried by the "man" were revealed at all.
"Remember?" Suddenly, Feng Xue's voice interrupted Vera's dullness. She shook her head vigorously, and realized that this was just a condensation of murderous intent, just like the previous slashes.
After trying to recall it in his mind, Vera couldn't help but frown and murmured:
"I didn't remember the trick, but I had a feeling that I could use it as long as I thought about it."
"That's right." Feng Xue grinned, silently adjusting her mentality, allowing herself to maintain a special state of calmness and movement, and then said to the girl:
"Okay, just use the trick I taught you and kill me!"