Elf Archer of Life in Another World

As soon as she took one step forward, she began to fall. Cold water poured in from all directions, squeezing her into a dark, weightless, and noisy world.

After a while, Nian Nian realized that he was drowning.

Being sent to the depths of the water without any warning, the remaining oxygen struggled to support the dryness of the chest, trying to isolate a small waterless space every year, just like in the small lake in the mountains, she once worked for Qi Youfeng and

Just like you did.

Nothing happened.

The imagination that had created miracles and the thoughts that had broken the shackles seemed to have gone away with the water, and she became an ordinary person in this world. The heartbeat in her ears gradually accelerated, and the noise and chaos of the water flowed like a drum.

Nian didn't have time to think about why, so she began to swim upwards hard.

There is light there.

As I got closer, I discovered every year that there was not only light, but also the sound of people talking, but the people talking didn't seem to be talkative, and only after a long time would they say a few casual gossips, mixed in with the noise.

Amidst the gurgling sound of the tide, it wasn't until he swam close to the water that Nian Nian realized the existence of these two people.

After hesitating for a moment, Nian Nian quickly sank, turned around, and swam towards the forest in the water - countless thin brown poles poked out from the mud at the bottom of the water, and round leaves formed a patchwork of spots above Nian Nian's head.

The light-filled sky.

Following one of the thin poles upward, Nian Nian carefully raised his head, lifted his mouth and nose out of the water, and saw clearly the blooming pink flower.

Lotus? Pond?

While breathing the air filled with the fragrance of flowers, she reviewed her situation every year, especially, what exactly did Simil intend to ask her to do, why was she teleported here, and where was she?

As for the plug-in failure, I mourn for three seconds every year.

"It seems like you are having bad luck today."

"The breeze stirs the willow trees and the water."

Two words floated from the other end of the water. Nian Nian turned his head, holding a pair of eyes against the broad lotus leaves.

Two men in Confucian shirts were sitting by the bluestone on the water's edge, holding a long fishing rod in their hands. Behind them was a small pavilion with red eaves.

Looking along the water corridor connected to the small pavilion every year, I saw a small arch bridge hidden under the green willows.

Nian Nian took a deep breath and swam towards the small arch bridge under the water. The arch bridge was very small, only three steps across. Under the bridge, two clusters of orchids faced each other across the water.

on the weave.

Every year I poked my head out of the orchids, floated up, swam a few times under the small arch bridge, looked at the waterside plank road, the stone railing bridge and the island pavilion, and compared them with the ones in my mind.

The maps overlap.

Is this Xiaoxie? Why was she sent to the Four Seasons Valley?

Nian Nian shook his head to shake the water out of his ears, but the buzzing in his ears still continued, as if it was not just the sound of water.

After careful identification, these buzzing sounds are more like the vibration of something hitting the drum surface. With more and more concentration every year, it becomes louder, clearer and more urgent.

"The fish are coming."

His scalp hurt, and Nian Nian woke up with horror. The two fishing figures were reflected on the water again, and their hair scattered in the water was caught by the fishhook. A firm and tenacious force came from the water, seeming to pull Nian Nian, who was temporarily absent-minded, from the water.

Lift it from the bottom of the water.

Nian Nian immediately raised her hand to untie the hair that was tangled on the fishhook, but the force coming along the fishing line was so unrelenting that tears almost flowed out of her eyes along with the scalp. Nian Nian gritted her teeth.

, he simply pulled off the strand of hair, and the fishhook came out of his hand. The faint blood color spread in the water, and in an instant it was diluted to the color of pool water.

Nian Nian cursed that fishing bastard and ran away quickly. For the time being, he didn't want to guess what the man's state of mind was like when he pulled up the fishhook and found a strand of hair.

My scalp still hurts a little bit, and the noisy buzzing sound is banging in my mind. Every year, I just feel that my head is swollen like a balloon, and it will explode if I press it casually.

It's hard to tell the direction underwater, so I swim aimlessly in the water every year, but I don't dare to appear in the open water, so I swim along the stone pillars that connect the flat bridges in the water, and hide in the water.

I took a breath secretly at the winding corner of the bridge corridor, trying to find a deserted place to climb ashore.

There are not many people coming and going in the brook, but they are all very quiet. Nian Nian often sounds like there is no one there under the water, but when he pops up, he hears jade ornaments jingling, which is good, someone is passing by.

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The flowing water here twists and turns, and there are more shrubs and flowers. The few lush trees are not high enough to cover her figure. The pavilions and pavilions used by the monks to study and relax are mostly open on all sides.

The breeze is blowing, the blue waves are rippling, the scenery is superb, the structure is extremely unreasonable, and the privacy is extremely poor.

Looking at his swollen fingers every year, he cursed Simil for the umpteenth time to die miserably.

He was hiding in the house, but he didn't know to say hello in advance. He was suddenly thrown into such a poor place. He couldn't find the exit, couldn't send news to the outside world, and could only soak in the water. It was simply inhumane.

Every year, she explored the various entrances and exits from Gurgling Pavilion to the Four Seasons Valley, but she never found a suitable gap - she, a wet girl in strange clothes, mixed in among the elegant monks, just like a

A ladybug mingled among the flowers and butterflies.

I looked at the sky every year and was delighted to find that there were still changes in day and night in the Four Seasons Valley. I found a relatively sparsely populated corner and hid in the tunnel of an arch bridge to dry myself and wait for nightfall.

The waiting time always passes slowly, and every year the restlessness in my heart gradually turns into calmness and calmness.

She disappeared from Beitai City, and Qi Youfeng would find out this afternoon at the latest. He knew that he was going to find Simil, and he should be able to torture the lunatic for him, and he should soon know where he is.

Nian Nian is a little regretful that Qi Youfeng still carries the title of traitor and cannot enter the Four Seasons Valley for the time being. It will probably take a day or two to clear his name.

She is also offline, and she doesn’t know when she will come back; none of the members of the Christmas Clown Mercenary Group have permission to enter the Four Seasons Valley. But before these people take action, she actually only needs to try her best to protect herself.

It's impossible for Simil not to know this. It's Sui, Qi Youfeng and Nick are all in Beitai City. His disappearance cannot be ignored, so he suddenly threw himself in just to let himself practice hiding.

ability?

No! Action?? She is trapped here and cannot move, but some people will act because of this!!

Nian Nian cursed secretly and whispered a series of "fuxk" to Simil.

This person seems to be planning to use himself as bait again?

Nian Nian rubbed her face angrily, and for a while she was extremely resentful of the man in scholar's shirt who had caught a lock of her hair.

Nian Nian stretched out her hand, and the icy blue arrow feathers condensed and formed in the palm of her hand. She thought for a while, and pointed the arrow tip at her feet. The bow string vibrated at a very small amplitude, and the blue arrow light flashed in the bridge hole. Nian Nian

Nian's feet have been frozen together with the boulders of the arch bridge.

After confirming that he would not run around unconsciously again this time, Nian Nian immediately closed his eyes and listened attentively again. The lingering hum once again turned into a drum beat, like the drum sound stirring up wind and thunder on the battlefield, calling out

The excitement of blood, calling for a lone army to fight bravely, came from somewhere far away in the Four Seasons Valley.

Perhaps because he was mentally prepared this time, Nian Nian accurately judged the source of the sound, but he also frowned.

The west side? How could it be the west side? Shouldn't it be from the central area in the south? The passage that Simiel wanted her to find should be the tower that was sealed off?

As if hearing her question, the drumbeat immediately changed direction and came from far away from the north. After a while, it drifted to the east again.

After listening to it for a long time, the ice that had frozen my feet had melted. Nian Nian helplessly hugged his knees and looked at the corner of the water outside the bridge in a daze.

Shi Sui said that this Four Seasons Valley should be an artificially created space and a boundary. This also means that the east, west, north and south here are not necessarily the actual east, west, north and south.

Judging from the source of the inspiration she just identified, either the position inside is constantly changing or wandering, or the real passage position is isolated by this space, but no matter which one, the inspiration she received has been lost.

gained meaning.

Nian Nian is a little confused. Where will she go next? Or wait here, waiting for people from Beitai City to come find her?

The only person she knew who could enter the Xiaoxie was Sui. But it was easy for Sui to find her, but it would be a bit troublesome to take her out.

Just explaining how she entered the Four Seasons Valley is already a headache.

Nian Nian was giving up on himself and emptying his mind when a series of rapid but chaotic footsteps came from a distance.

"This is the only place that has not been searched. It is relatively remote and the scenery is not good. No one comes here on weekdays. If someone really sneaks into Xiaoxie, this might be a good place to hide."

The gentle man's voice floated slowly in the wind, and he gritted his teeth every year.

"..."

Drilling out of the bridge hole, he slipped into the water year after year and disappeared silently under the water.

That bastard who fished! I remember your voice! Don’t let me touch you again!!

...

Shi Sui has been offline for a long time, and San Chi Shui is a little worried. After all, the equipment has been delivered, which means Shi Sui is reading his sister's memory.

He abandoned the city-building task in his hand and returned to Xingtianxia's courtyard from the north city gate, intending to log off and go to the balcony - it was so close to go to the balcony, and he had to go around it to go to the main entrance.

Sanchishui walked with his head down. When he felt someone approaching, he quickly dodged to the side, but was staggered by the person and almost fell to the ground. He frowned, turned around and rushed out in a few steps, grabbing the person.

A blind passerby.

"Qi Youfeng? Why is it you? You seem to be on a review mission, right?"

Sanchishui forgot to be angry and said curiously. His master even called him to inquire about the matter, and then went to make things difficult for him angrily.

Qi Youfeng seemed to have just seen him. He glanced at him with pursed lips, shook off his hand, and hurried towards the city gate. Just as Sanchi Shui was confused, he saw another whirlwind of footsteps flashing behind him.

out.

Before Sanchishui could even say the word "you", the group of people walking in a hurry had already disappeared into the teleportation array leaving the city. The big fiery red rat flicked its tail, and a sticky human figure bulged strangely on its back.

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Sanchishui's open mouth widened in an instant, and he rushed behind Qi Youfeng and grabbed his arm again.

"You can't leave the city, your ban has not been lifted yet!"

"That's right. This junior brother, the hall master has an order. You have disobeyed the teacher and disrespected your colleagues. You still need to cultivate yourself carefully and you cannot leave the city for the time being."

The two Mohist disciples guarding the teleportation array also stood in front of Qi Youfeng, one on the left and one on the right, holding the long sword at their waists.

Qi Youfeng frowned slightly, unable to move his right hand held by Sanchishui. He whispered:

"Feel sorry."

Green light flashed out, and Sanchi Sui held his scratched wrist, staring blankly at the figure stepping into the teleportation array, falling together with the blood splashing from the necks of the Mohist disciples.