Walking out of the dazzling corridor, the inscriptions of the Chui Bee Sword and the Blood-colored Steel Gun have not been engraved yet.

Because of the effect of "one weapon to be consistent", Cuifeng Jian only responds to Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan, who loves him. In other people's hands, it is only the size of an embroidery needle.

It takes longer to engrave inscriptions on weapons the size of embroidery needles.

Taking advantage of this time, Yao Chi said:

"Xiaoqing, can you tell us what the props stolen by the 'Storm' is? I think I can exchange bodies. As the heroes who brought it back, we must know how to be prepared, right?"

"It's not just about exchanging bodies," Yang Qinglan added, "When fighting, the 'Storm' appeared in the Shibuya intersection, and players with the ability to stop time are very confident."

Zheng Qing hesitated for a while, and after obtaining the approval of the logistics team, she explained to the three of them.

"It is the "Qiyun Golden Pen" one of the 'Three Artifacts of Qiyun'. Using your own Qiyun as ink can write down your destiny.

"Cao Liang—————has good luck. He is a leader in the national team. He uses his luck to write down props that he will get physical exchange. Everything that happened in Shibuya Crossing was also written by him.

"At the same time, this also made him almost use up all his luck, and he gained the ability to stop time, and failed to restore his luck to a safe level, so he died there."

"Can the death row prisoner be allowed to write?" Li Qianxia just finished speaking and rejected himself, "I forgot, how can the death row prisoner have luck?"

Zheng Qing nodded and said, "Not only that, this prop seems powerful, but if you don't pay attention, the user will fall into danger and even die due to excessive consumption of luck."

Li Changzhou thought for a while: "A group of experts is set up to study how to consume luck, but after achieving the goal, luck will rise back, even exceeding before - is this feasible?"

"The special battle situation is already being done." Zheng Qing replied.

"Officer Zheng."

"Please say it." Zheng Qing's eyes turned to Yang Qinglan.

"Can I give me a look at the 'Storm' ID card? I want to know the information about the time stop."

"Take a look at me, too." Yao Chi also said.

"There are almost no identical instincts in the world, but it doesn't matter if you want to see them."

The identity card of ‘I am the Storm’ is delivered soon.

Li Changzhou remembered the identity card of the original body of the "Storm", which fell into a pile of rocks at the intersection of Shibuya, and had no time to look for it.

Turning into a storm is also a very useful skill, but unfortunately.

【Name: Stand-Platinum Star】

【Genre: Skill】

【Quality:S-】

[Special effect: Summon a Platinum Star that can only be seen by a substitute messenger; if the substitute is damaged, it will react to the substitute messenger's body at the same time]

[Minimum usage conditions: the body of the substitute]

【Introduction: 1, destructive power-A, speed-A, range-C, sustainability-A, accuracy-A, growth-complete;

Within 2 or 2 meters, if the body can hold on, the speed of punching can be close to the speed of light;

3. The substitute cannot leave the body at most 2 meters;

4. Scream and shout "Smash! Valudo!" or "Time, stop me!" or "Stop, time", and stop the time, duration: one moment~5 seconds;

5. Will become very jojo (understandable but weird speaking style, correct but weird fighting thinking, weird standing posture that is completely incomprehensible)]

[Note: I am dead? I just got the strongest substitute, Storm, died? This kind of mood is like {playing games and playing junglers, but I didn't get promoted at level 3, my teammate was caught to death, and before I finished playing: 'It's okay, develop well, wait for me', he said on the public screen: 'Your mother is dead'}! (Leave a message: I am Storm)]

Li Changzhou's little thoughts were gone.

I also wanted to get this identity card and gain the ability to stop time, but the conditions for use must be the body of the substitute.

Not to mention that there is no skill to exchange body, Li Changzhou will not be able to use it, and he doesn't even want some skills such as turning into other people's faces and hiding his identity.

He is so narcissistic, confident and caring about his body.

After returning the identity card to Zheng Qing, he asked: "What are the other two pieces of the three artifacts of luck?"

"One is the 'Golden Cup of Lucky', the other one is still unclear."

Just then, the weapon was forged.

Li Qianxia couldn't wait to pick up her bloody steel gun and tried the feel.

"The weight has increased, it's just right now, the ones used to be too light! The sharpness has also increased!" She was very satisfied.

"In the future, you can come to us forging weapons." Zheng Qing smiled.

"May I?!"

"You can't, but you can give me the weapon and I'll upgrade it for you." Zheng Qing likes Li Qianxia's personality very much.

Li Changzhou held the Cuifeng sword in his hand, and the Cuifeng sword immediately became normal in size.

He held his hands and stood in front of him, and took three seconds to enter "focus".

Then he read out the inscription: "As expected."

Li Qianxia looked at the green bee sword in his hand curiously;

Yang Qinglan held up her long hair and inserted the Cuifeng sword back. Her ethereal and beautiful eyes looked at his eyes with imperceptible tenderness;

Zheng Qing's eyes wandered on his legs, crotch, hands, and face, and finally placed his eyes on the sword;

Yao Chi looked at his waist and then looked at the sword.

——Li Changzhou’s eyes were closed.

"Hmm?" Li Changzhou followed his intuition and crackled out with a sword.

The air is easily torn apart, without the skills such as sword energy, but the air pushed out still forms a wave of air visible to the naked eye, whipping it on the corridor without any characteristics, making a muffled sound of "Wait!"

"What's wrong?" Yang Qinglan asked.

"Nothing," Li Changzhou opened his eyes, "maybe it was an illusion."

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In the base, there is a secret room.

The virtual image of Li Changzhou, which was slowly forming, suddenly had a virtual sword in his hand, and then it crackled out.

The powerful slash forced the air to open up, and the blade rolled up the airflow and blew out like a shock wave.

"ah!"

Hit by the shock wave, the player who was creating the virtual figure of Li Changzhou immediately flew out, and with a sound of Dong hit the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"What's going on?!"

"Save people!"

The player slowly slid off the wall and collapsed to the ground, fainting. No, to be precise, he was seriously injured and dying.

Another group of people, looking at Li Changzhou's virtual figure who had not been successfully constructed and gradually disappeared, could not speak for a while.

"Just the strength of the body... can you do it?"

"No. In terms of strength, I am only a little weaker than him. Even so, my body cannot support me to use all my strength. He is different. For him, his current strength is only one-third of the barrel."

At that time, Li Changzhou's strength was 11 o'clock and his physique was 12 o'clock.

"Can Mingdao's intuition extend here? Create another Mingdao that is 'unexpected' and hand it over to the experimental department for experiments."

"yes."

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Li Changzhou turned the Cuifeng sword into smaller size and retracted his sleeves.

"Go back."
Chapter completed!