"Hehe~~Boy, do you want to go out? I have a way to leave this valley~~"

In fact, Nan Ke Yimeng really wanted to despise Monk Qiu Hu - because the expression on Monk Qiu Hu's face was so stiff, even worse than the Big Big Wolf in the cartoon "Oxygen-Sucking Sheep and Big Big Wolf". But he was

The word "go out" in Monk Qiuhu's mouth attracted all the attention.

"Do you have a way to get out?" Nan Ke Yimeng looked at Monk Qiu Hu suspiciously, "Looking at you, you must have been in the valley for a long time. If you have a way to get out, why don't you go out yourself?"

"Hey, young man, don't be so anxious. As long as you agree to the transaction, I will tell you the way I know how to get out, and then let you decide whether to complete the transaction. You have no risk at all, so you don't have to worry."

Monk Qiu Hu was very calm.

"Oh... you're not afraid that I will regret it after I find out how to get out." Nan Keyi never dreamed that Monk Qiu Hu would be so relieved.

Monk Qiu Hu showed a look that only a shrewd person can have, and said in a low voice: "No matter what, I have cured all your injuries, and all the internal energy in your body has reached your body. You will not regret it. I think

I must see that you are not that insidious villain."

Nan Ke Yimeng sweated profusely. How could you tell that I am a good person? You must know that he is a kind of person who advocates the "dirty kingly way". However, Nan Ke Yimeng still secretly made a decision in his heart. If Monk Qiu Hu can really help

He leaves this valley, but he doesn't mind completing this deal!

"Okay, tell me, what conditions do you need to tell me that method?" Nan Ke Yimeng asked.

"There are two conditions in total. First, since you were also knocked off the cliff by Imuke, I think you must have a grudge against Imuke, so after you go out, you must help me kill Imuke and eliminate Hanshuang.

The whole tribe, and in addition, you have to help me find someone." Monk Qiuhu talked calmly, as if Imuke was a little ant, and the Frost Tribe was a lump of flesh, whatever suits his feet.

Tread flat...

After hearing what Monk Qiu Hu said, Nan Ke Yimeng thought to himself - after Imuke fought with him, all his bones were broken, and Imuke must have also suffered a lot of injuries. After all, the power of the dragon roar and the word of power is

It's not a small thing either. Imuke can plot. But Monk Qiuhu also said that he wanted to find someone, but he didn't know who he wanted to find. Even if he said that, there is a huge sea of ​​people in this game world.

I don’t know if I can find it or not.

"The person you are looking for is very simple. You only need to have the blood of the Sherlock family..." Monk Qiuhu looked up to the sky and sighed: "You should have heard of the legends of the two dragonborn families, right? They are Lista and Xie.

Locke. And I am the Sherlock who practiced fighting spirit with that old boy Lista in order to rejuvenate his youth, so he is considered his descendant."

"Ever since I solved the crisis in the human empire and avenged my great revenge, I found that there was nothing else I wanted to do. So I entered Buddhism and became a monk. Once I was ordered to come to the Frost Tribe to encircle and suppress demons.

At that time, I was accidentally imprisoned by a spell, and the little goblin Imuke shot me down the cliff and locked me on this stone ball... I want you to help me find my descendants.

Because I still have a line of heirs from back then."

Sherlock didn't set a time limit, and he didn't seem to know that he was the bloodline inheritor of the Lista family as he said. When he was strong enough, he could wander around in this land of gods and demons, and he should be able to turn the world upside down.

He could find it, so Nan Keyimeng nodded: "Okay, I agree to the first condition. So what is the second condition?"

Seeing that Nan Ke Yimeng agreed to the first condition, Sherlock burst out laughing and seemed to have regained a little of his former charm: "As for the second condition... don't worry, you have to wait until you go outside to say, come here now and take me

Push it out."

Nan Ke Yimeng did not speak, but walked to Sherlock's side, pushed the big stone ball in as he originally did, and pushed it out again. However, the destination of this push was not the cave where Nan Ke Yimeng rested. Under Sherlock's guidance, Nan Ke Yimeng

Pushing the big stone ball, we came to a smooth mountain wall.

After arriving at the mountain wall, while Nan Ke Yimeng was looking around in confusion, Sherlock spoke: "Look up, what do you see?"

Nan Ke Yimeng didn't understand what Sherlock meant for a while. He looked up and replied casually: "The blue sky, what else could it be? Oh... and some flying roasted sparrows."

Sherlock's original irritable mood did not show up at this moment. Instead, he patiently continued to Nan Ke Yimeng: "It's not that high. I asked you to look at what's on the cliff."

"Above the cliff?" Nan Ke Yimeng frowned, stared at the cliff, observed carefully for a while, and replied: "There is nothing on the cliff, except for some gravel and a few wild vines growing on the cliff.

?”

At this point, the expression on Nan Ke Yimeng's face began to become a little rich, with incredible meaning, and he couldn't help but take a breath: "Hey... you don't want me to climb up with those vines, do you?

?Those vines growing on the cliff are hundreds of meters away from the valley floor. I can’t fly, and I have never practiced Qing Gong..."

Sherlock heard Nan Ke Yimeng's words and explained to Nan Ke Yimeng confidently: "The method you mentioned with the help of vines is indeed my idea, but the process is slightly different, and you don't rely on your own ability to jump up.

, but rely on my help.”

"What? Your help?"

Nan Ke Yimeng looked at Sherlock with some disbelief, and asked doubtfully: "You are carrying a big stone ball on your back now, and even walking has become a problem, and you still want to help me? Do you, old guy, think that the leisurely days in the valley are too much?

Are you too bored, so you deliberately use me to entertain you?"

"Haha, young people are so helpless." Sherlock reminded Nan Keyimeng: "Do you remember when I hit you with everything?"

"Of course I remember, they are iron chains, but you don't have any fighting spirit now, can you still control those heavy iron chains?" Nan Ke Yimeng felt that the conversation between himself and Sherlock was getting more and more wrong, and the topic seemed to be heading towards a certain point.

Turn in a direction he doesn't want to go.

"Let's not mention the issue of grudges for now." Monk Qiuhu avoided the important and took the easy way out: "If I can still drive the iron chain, I can drive the iron chain to climb up the cliff until it connects to those vines, and then you can

Follow my chain, climb all the way to the vines, and then climb all the way up the cliff, wouldn't you have escaped from this valley?"

"Hey, since your chain can reach the vines, why don't you go up yourself?"

As soon as Nan Ke Yimeng raised this question, he already got the answer himself, and said with a smile: "Maybe it's because of the big stone ball. Those vines can never bear the weight of the big stone ball."

"Since you have a way to drive the chains to climb those vines, then you can tell me the second condition now - if it is within my acceptance range, I will definitely satisfy you." Nan Ke Yimeng continued.

He knew that since Sherlock dared to tell the solution first, the second condition must be a bit difficult.

"Haha, actually this second condition is quite simple for you." Sherlock finally revealed his true face and chuckled: "As long as the fighting spirit of your dragon power is conveyed to me again!"

After Sherlock finished speaking, Nanke Yimeng looked at Sherlock categorically and said decisively: "You know this is impossible."
Chapter completed!