Shen Wei:......
[Then why doesn’t the person who just had a hole in his chest need a mosaic? ] Shen Wei looked at the hanging young man and asked.
[Host, there is also a difference between artistic scenes and bloody scenes. 】The system said meaningfully.
Shen Wei:? ? ?
Are the species different? Why can't he understand?
Shen Wei, who didn't understand, had no choice but to skip the topic. Looking at the blurry mosaic in front of him, he didn't even know which direction to go.
He immediately protested: [But this looks very inconvenient to me! It's all a mess. 】
[Sorry, host, there is nothing we can do about it, but the underage protection mode can choose the shape of the mosaic, for example. ] As the system spoke, it switched the style of the mosaic in Shen Wei's field of vision.
The next second, black strips were scattered all over the place.
[Or this. 】
This time, a thick fog appeared, which was so dense that it instantly turned the dark dungeon into a dark underworld.
[Or maybe this. 】
The screen was filled with holy light, which stung Shen Wei so much that she couldn't help but close her eyes.
[No need, traditional mosaic will be fine. 】Shen Wei decisively chose the initial mosaic.
The system had to change the mosaic style again.
Shen Wei, who cleared the area with one strike, instantly gained the attention of everyone in the dungeon.
A child in a white robe, surrounded by a group of people, swung his sword lightly and killed everyone immediately. Scarlet blood flowed all over the ground. The enemy's corpses surrounded him, but the child who caused all this was... It was as if he didn't see anything.
There was no emotion, not even the clothes were messy, and the white robe on his body was spotless.
The child's face was wearing the silver-white wolf mask, and now he looked really as ferocious as a wolf.
Now no one would doubt that Shen Wei might be from the City Lord's Mansion.
"That's amazing!" Rong Minghui went from lying on the ground to sitting up hard, looking at Shen Wei with bright eyes and praised.
Shen Wei wanted to follow his master's example and look down upon everyone, but the system's beep stopped him from looking down.
[Ding, the host gets luck +10]
[He just gave it to me? Is Rong Minghui so generous? ] Shen Wei was a little in disbelief.
[The son of luck thinks that the host is very powerful and truly admires the host, so he gets a bit of luck from the other party. 】The system explained the source of luck to Shen Weiting.
Then he said: [The comparison between the host and the immature Son of Destiny is much simpler, not to mention that Rong Minghui is the simplest character in the early stage of the Son of Destiny. 】
Shen Wei agrees with this. You can tell by the number of times he has been betrayed. He is really naive, but Shen Wei also understands. After all, he was protected by slaves before he was five years old, and he has been locked up and beaten since then. Marrow didn't escape until he was eleven years old.
But if you really want to calculate it, eleven-year-old Rong Minghui is actually only five-year-old in mind, so naturally he doesn't understand anything.
Being able to turn a novice into a demon king who will dominate the demon world in the later period shows how much he has suffered.
"Thank you." Shen Wei couldn't help but thank Rong Minghui for the compliment.
The young man who was hanging on the side said aloud: "Hey, kid, you are very powerful, so please help me! Help me cut off the chains on my body. As long as I cut off the chains on my body, I can Help you deal with the next guard.
Those on the ground are just low-level guards, and more powerful ones will come later. Their lowest level of cultivation is at the foundation-building stage. You are only at the third level of the Qi-refining stage, so there is no way to defeat them. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the child in white looked up at him and replied with some disapproval: "I have a master and an uncle."
Worried that the other party would not believe in his master's strength, the child continued: "My master is Fenglan Sword Master."
As soon as these words came out, the young man hanging in mid-air was surprised: "No wonder this kid like you is so strong. It turns out that you are the apprentice of Fenglan Sword Master."
Suddenly a series of hurried footsteps sounded, and just by hearing the sound, it was clear that many people were coming.
"Child, if you don't notify the Sword Master now and don't let me go, you may really be arrested." The young man who also heard the voice couldn't help but urge.
Shen Wei glanced at him. Of course he couldn't beat him, but he was worried. Now that he was informed of his master, how could he get his admiration points?
Let him go, no one can take the stage that belongs to him!
So the young man looked at the white-robed child holding a dagger and looked at him. Through the wolf mask, the young man discovered that under the crystal of the mask was a pair of golden eyes, which were clean and translucent.
Then I heard the child say: "But you are seriously injured."
Hearing these words made the young man's heart soften. He was a good boy. He was so well-behaved. No wonder Fenglan Sword Master would accept him as his disciple.
Just when he was about to say it didn't matter, he heard the child continue: "You will hold me back."
The words that came to the young man's mouth were instantly stuck. The tenderness that had just arisen instantly turned into anger, and his chest hurt even more.
It's so annoying, no wonder Fenglan Sword Master would accept him as his disciple.
"Isn't this the disciple of Fenglan Sword Lord? Why is he here?" The guard who came down this time recognized Shen Wei.
"What do those slaves do for a living? Why can't so many people look down on a child?" a middle-aged man wearing a dark brown shorts said angrily.
"Master Zhang, what should we do now?" The guard following the middle-aged man turned his head and asked respectfully.
"What should I do? What can I do? He is already here, so of course he will be arrested!" The middle-aged man known as Mr. Zhang looked at Shen Wei with an unkind expression and said.
Hearing his words, the guard behind him hesitated: "But the Sword Master and the Sword Master are both in the City Lord's Mansion."
"Then let's say that the little venerable was kidnapped by gangsters. Now that the barrier of the underground palace has been opened, the communication jade slips and teleportation talismans have no effect. Even if he has a magic weapon to protect him, he can't survive so many of us." The middle-aged man looked at Shen Wei with cold eyes and said slowly.
Then he turned around and told his subordinates: "Tell the sword master that a thief broke into the city lord's mansion. He originally wanted to assassinate the city lord, but he was discovered on the way. When he passed by Wanhua Garden, he saw the little sage playing and thought he was the city lord's son. , so after catching him, we blackmailed the little venerable into asking us to let him go.
We were afraid of hurting the little venerable, so we had to let him go, and at the same time sent someone to notify the sword lord, but the thief was nowhere to be found, so he only walked to the west, do you understand? "
"Yes." The subordinate on the side responded.
"Now that you know, let's go and capture the person. I heard that the disciples of Fenglan Sword Lord are born extraordinary and are blessed by heaven as soon as they are born. Such a person must have extraordinary talent. When the time comes, the Young City Master's qualifications will definitely be even higher. One floor." The middle-aged man looked at Shen Wei and smiled maliciously.
