Chapter 292 Soyana’s choice

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night.

Outside Nancheng, the number of ferocious beasts is still increasing.

To this end, Su Zeran temporarily formed a guerrilla team specifically to eliminate the demon creatures hidden in the herd.

The leader of the guerrilla team is the extremely fast runner Shen Pan.

"It's no use, no use at all."

At this time, Shen Fan was leading the team back to Nancheng, panting.

"After running all afternoon, my legs are almost broken." Shen Pian's legs were trembling slightly, "I discovered that even if I kill all the demon creatures, it is useless, these ferocious beasts will still wander around Nancheng. "

Behind Judge Shen, the other members of the guerrilla team were all injured. Obviously, this job was not easy.

Su Zeran: "Kill even if it's useless. Kill the demon creatures. These beasts are just skirmishers and nothing to be afraid of. But with the demon creatures around, the beasts will attack in an organized and disciplined manner, posing a danger to Nancheng." Just double it.”

Judge Shen nodded and said he understood: "Okay, okay, let's rest for a while before going to kill."

In fact, this afternoon, Shen Pan's guerrilla team made a great contribution.

It is precisely because they killed a large number of demon creatures that Nancheng's defense seemed so easy.

Of course, Nanfeng's contribution was greater. He guarded the entire north gate alone.

However, Nanfeng is also half-dead from exhaustion, and is currently lying on the bed dreaming of spring and autumn dreams.

In the dream, the south wind came to the universe again, surrounded by stars.

"I'm a little tired of appearing here every time I dream."

Nanfeng walked in the void and looked around, but did not find Soyana.

She's gone.

"As for that, I just asked you a few more questions and just avoided seeing you." Nanfeng sneered, "Oh, woman, you are really petty."

This kind of provoking method obviously couldn't motivate Suoyana. Nanfeng waited for a long time but didn't see her come out.

"Hey, hey, is there anyone there?"

"Soyana, please come out for a moment. This is my last question. After I ask it, I will get out."

"Beautiful Sister God-sama"

No matter how Nanfeng shouted, Soyana did not show up.

"Hey." In desperation, Nanfeng had to use his special move, "If you don't come out, I will smash your statue."

Uh-huh.

Dust gathered in the void, and Soyana's figure slowly emerged.

"You're looking for me," Soyana said calmly, "I didn't hear you just now."

Haha, didn’t hear it

I believe you as a ghost.

Nanfeng sneered in his heart. His guess was indeed correct. Soyana's remaining spiritual thought was attached to the statue.

Holding the statue is equivalent to holding Soyana's life.

It seems that you still have the desire to survive. Then why did you choose to commit suicide in the first place? Such doubts flashed in Nanfeng's heart.

Didn't Soyana tell the truth before?

It is indeed possible.

After all, the two of them were not familiar with each other at all, so it was normal for them to tell a few lies.

Nanfeng just called Soyana beautiful sister.

Shaking his head, Nanfeng did not continue to dwell on the matter. He went straight to the topic: "Do you know how to control the earth dragon?"

Soyana nodded, and with a wave of her hand, she implanted the control method of the Earthly Dragon into Nanfeng's brain.

Nanfeng was stunned.

"Wow, you can directly control my memory."

He couldn't help but take two steps back, farther away from Soyana.

He didn't expect that Soyana, who had been dead for more than 100,000 years and had only a trace of spiritual consciousness left, could still be so awesome.

She can implant new memories in my brain, and maybe she can also tamper with my memories. Hasn’t she already done this?

Nanfeng's face was solemn, and he began to comb through his memory to see if there was anything wrong.

Soyana said in a cold tone: "Don't think about it, I can't modify your memory now."

"You even know what I'm thinking"

Nanfeng's face changed drastically, and he secretly made up his mind to smash her statue when he woke up. Eighty-one??

No one should think about it

Soyana: "It's hard to guess what you're thinking in your heart, it's all written on your face."

Nanfeng: "Guess whether I believe it or not?"

"It's up to you." Soyana didn't bother to explain too much to Nanfeng, and was about to disappear as soon as her body faded.

Nan Feng quickly stopped him: "Wait a minute, there is one more question I haven't asked yet."

Soyana: "Say."

Nanfeng: "Is the final boss of the beast tide a demon creature? How strong is he? Does he have any weaknesses? After the beast tide, we will meet again."

"The beast tide will only eliminate the weak." Suoyana interrupted Nanfeng, "If you don't even have the confidence to survive the beast tide, then you'd better die early."

After saying that, Soyana disappeared into the void.

"Eliminate the weak"

Nanfeng thought for a while and understood what Soyana meant.

This time the beast tide is very strong, but it is not so powerful that it makes people despair.

Maybe many people will die in the beast wave, but there will also be many people who can survive.

Beast tides are not a dead end.

Understanding this, Nanfeng's tense heart relaxed.

Although he is not the strongest chosen one, he is definitely among the top ones.

If even he couldn't survive the beast wave, then the number of people who could survive shouldn't exceed double digits.

“I don’t know what kind of new world we will face after the beast tide.”

“Where will you ascend after level 30?”

As Nanfeng thought about it, he felt tired and fell asleep while lying among the stars in the universe.

Soyana hid aside, looking at Nanfeng quietly with emotionless eyes.

"You're not a very good candidate."

"No matter the talent, character, or ability, they are all very average."

"Even if he succeeds in being promoted to the level of the Creator God, he cannot be his opponent."

Soyana shook her head slightly, and as soon as her spiritual thoughts moved, the universe in this dream began to rotate rapidly.

A planet covered with icebergs stopped in front of Soyana.

Soyana took a step forward and stepped into the planet, arriving in front of a huge iceberg.

In front of the iceberg, sleeping is a woman who is as cold as an iceberg.

If Nanfeng were here, he would find that the woman in front of the iceberg is none other than the Valkyrie Catherine Vina from the 1st War Zone.

This is Catherine's dream.

This ray of divine thought from Soyana can enter the dream of any chosen person at will.

"You are not bad, you are very similar to me back then." Soyana stared at Catherine for a while, and finally shook her head slowly, "But you are not as good as me, not as good as me, how can you defeat Him?"

Soyana took a step back, left the iceberg planet, and continued to wander around the universe.

She walked through planet after planet, and each planet was the dream of a chosen one.

But no chosen one can satisfy Soyana.

"Um"

Soyana suddenly turned her head and looked behind her.

Behind her, there is a shining golden planet, full of vitality and vitality.

"Who is this"

Soyana stepped into the golden planet and saw a young man who was as vigorous as the sun.

The young man was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with an air of majesty and extraordinary appearance.

Even in her dream, Soyana could feel his unparalleled confidence.

Soyana was lost for a moment.

This is the person she wants to find.

She stretched out her white hand, and the surrounding dust slowly floated up and danced between her fingers.

"Is the dragon invincible?" Soyana murmured.

At this moment, Long Wudi, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes.

Almost at the same time, Soyana waved her hand and pushed Long Wudi out of the dream.

"He can sense me." Soyana looked calm and stood quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Primitive World No. 1, War Zone No. 1, in Long Wudi's hut.

Long Wudi, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes.

After a moment, the corner of his mouth raised, revealing a smile: "Are you the boss of the beast tide spying on me?"

"Brother Shen"

"Um"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possessing the memory of a previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.