Wang Xiaocao's Fast Travel

They found her!

Xu Hongye took two steps back and watched the movements in the office vigilantly.

Almost at the same time, several figures rushed out, including the only two students.

Xu Hongye was besieged.

As an old player, she was able to handle it with ease, but even so, she was almost attacked by a few dirty players. Fortunately, they were only superficial injuries.

Even more unfortunate was that after finally escaping the teachers' pursuit, she encountered a dead end on the only staircase from the fourth floor to the third floor.

This is why she delayed for so long.

The memory is over.

Wang Xiaocao expressed deep sympathy for this. Compared with her, she was really much luckier. With Xuanqing in charge, no ghost would dare to show up.

As they were talking, the three of them arrived at the stronghold. At this time, most of the players inside had already arrived, and it was very lively.

When the three people pushed the door open and entered, the atmosphere reached its peak.

"Master Xuanqing!"

"Grandmaster!"

"The master is here too, great, this wave is stable."

Wang Xiaocao intuitively felt Xuan Qing's popularity and his embarrassing habit of feeling embarrassed for others came back again. People with social phobia really couldn't bear it.

"Alright, alright. Master Xuanqing won't run away. It's not too late for everyone to check each other's clues first and then exchange greetings." The situation was a little out of control. The most experienced player stepped forward first and took control of the situation.

"Is everyone here?"

"Come on, each group send out a representative. We need to hurry up."

Wang Xiaocao's side was of course Xu Hongye's. After all, she and Xuanqing were the least familiar with them. She didn't mean to join in the fun. Anyway, with Xu Hongye as the representative, she would know everything by then, which would be more convenient and faster.

There were many people who had similar ideas to her. Everyone was tired after a day and didn't want to waste time together. So, the players who knew each other well signed up for groups, some to rest and some to chat. Of course, there were also players with more energy, some who just liked to hang out together for fun, some who were crazy about completing quests, there were all kinds of players.

Wang Xiaocao observed around and soon lost interest. She glanced at Xuan Qing who was sitting beside her with his eyes closed, and once again recalled the secret about Xu Yangshu that was interrupted by Xu Hongye's appearance.

"Master, Master."

"I'm really curious, why did you say Xu Yangshu should have died long ago? And that strange symbol, do you know anything about it?" She leaned close to Xuan Qing's ear and couldn't help asking.

"Master, Master, are you asleep?"

"Can't you tell me?"

Seeing that she was determined to get to the bottom of the matter, Xuan Qing opened his eyes, sighed helplessly, and finally told the story slowly.

According to Xuan Qing, Xu Yangshu looked like he was going to die prematurely, so he should have died in the womb. The reason why he was still alive today should be closely related to the symbol behind the photo.

The only way for a person who should not have been born to live to this day is to borrow a life. Whose life should he borrow? How should he borrow it? There are many tricks involved.

In other words, the person who lent him his life was so skilled that not everyone could do it.

"Master, those who can do this kind of thing should all be cultivators, right? Taoist priests? Monks?"

"Moreover, ordinary cultivators would not dare to do such things that would damage their virtue, right?"

Wang Xiaocao has read many similar novels. People who practice Taoism pay attention to the cycle of cause and effect, and are unlikely to interfere in the life and death of ordinary people without authorization. Unless he has a big plan, perhaps for blood relatives, to repay a favor, etc.

Of course, there are also some sinister people who take advantage of human weaknesses to achieve certain goals.