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"You decide for yourself, I'm fine with anything."
"Let's go with the church then, an A+ dungeon for six players."
Feng Zejian was stunned for a moment.
"Are they the same people as before?"
"No, it's just the two of us, master and apprentice."
Feng Zejian was somewhat worried.
"How about the two of us go do a six-player dungeon?"
Chapter 411 You're picky enough, but you even smell it?
Twelve Nights looked completely unconcerned. "Fine, the worst that can happen is I'll die in there."
"I can't bear to see you die. You are my beloved master, and I still haven't won you over."
"Then you'll never have the chance in your lifetime."
Feng Zejian did not understand.
"why."
"Because once you've got them, you lose interest. Some 'simps' are only interested in the feeling of licking; once they get what they want, it's all meaningless."
Feng Zejian couldn't help but laugh.
"Is what we can't have always the best?"
"Yes, it is."
"Eat quickly, and after you finish, you'll take me to a dungeon."
Feng Zejian raised an eyebrow.
"How did it become that I brought it?"
"Otherwise what? Do you think I would have gone into such a dangerous dungeon without you? I like seeking thrills, but I don't like courting death."
Feng Zejian gave a helpless, bitter smile.
"Wait a minute, I need to eat for a while longer."
"No rush, I'll go change my clothes."
Twelve Nights went to the changing room to change clothes.
Wearing black knee-high boots and denim shorts, a leather jacket with a black silk lining, and her navel exposed.
"It's getting chilly, don't let your belly button get cold if you expose it."
"With Aqing here, this is not a problem."
Aqing flew over and merged into Twelve Nights' body.
"I'm ready, take your time eating."
Feng Zejian, who was eating quite slowly, started moving his mouth quickly after hearing this.
If you're in a hurry, just say you're in a hurry. Don't say things like "eat slowly."
Feng Zejian quickly finished the fight, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and casually threw it into the trash can.
On the twelfth night, he picked up the Soul-Severing Sword.
"Let's go, I can't wait to try your baby."
Feng Zejian grinned.
"What you said could easily be misunderstood."
"I won't let you misunderstand what I'm saying."
Feng Zejian smiled.
“Master, I wasn’t like this when I first met you.”
Twelve Nights of Light Laughter.
“I’ve always been like this, just not to everyone.”
Feng Zejian felt a warm feeling in his heart.
Sitting in the back seat of Twelve Nights, I couldn't help but reach up to her waist.
It wasn't that he was touching her randomly, it was just that Kazema would pick at Juya's belly button for no reason.
This left Twelve Nights speechless.
He wasn't lustful towards his own body, but he was playful.
Upon arriving at the destination, I got out of the car and even took a sniff.
"You pick at it, fine, but you even smell it?"
"It's a little different from what I imagined; it doesn't smell bad."
Twelve Nights was so angry that his eyelids kept twitching.
“I shower at least every two days, how could there be any smell there?”
Feng Zejian suppressed a laugh, then looked around.
This seems to be a nearby unfinished building project.
What are we doing here?
"Coming to the remote wilderness is naturally to avoid attracting attention."
Twelve Nights took out the black box.
Take out the USB drives of the two people and start the task.
"Before we go in, there are some things I need to make clear to you. This is a large instance, and there may be more than just us inside."
The portal opened, and Twelve Nights, carrying the black box, walked in one after the other.
The scene shifts, and the two arrive in a small town surrounded by medieval Western-style rural buildings.
It looks somewhat desolate, but not dilapidated.
In the center of the town, you can see a clock tower located in the monastery. In the sunlight and breeze, you can see the dark red vines that entwine the clock tower.
"This is Dusk Town, a zone instance. Our destination this time is the monastery in the center of Dusk Town, and our mission objective is to retrieve the cross that represents Joseph's identity."
Feng Zejian nodded.
Is the monastery considered one of the more difficult dungeons in the entire Twilight Town?
"It's not very advanced; the anomalies in the entire Twilight Town were all caused by the monastery."
"From the background information, I learned that this place was once invaded by a demon from hell. It is said that it was a high-ranking demon, and a part of it was sealed in the church."
Feng Zejian felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this.
However, a hint of fervor also flashed in his eyes.
"That sounds interesting."
The two continued to go deeper.
Feng Zejian suddenly discovered something.
"By the way, what about your black box? It's so big, wouldn't it be a big problem if you lost it?"
"That thing disappeared as soon as we brought it in. It records the details of our dungeon runs and submits them when the quest ends. I have a way to get it back, but the principle behind it is a bit complicated."
Feng Zejian stroked his chin.
"If we do that kind of thing in the instance, will it be recorded?"
The person who answered Feng Zejian was a pretty face with a fierce look.
Feng Zejian responded with an awkward rather than polite smile.
The two of them walked to the monastery in the center of the town.
A mummified corpse is nailed to the monastery gate, resembling Jesus on the cross, but with a ram's head hanging from its head.
In Western stories, sheep represent evil, especially black goats.
Of course, this is just an ordinary sheep's head.
The monastery gates were completely sealed with barbed wire, making it impossible to enter.
With the intention of not disrupting the mission setting, the two went around in circles.
It wasn't because the trees in the monastery were full of corpses, nor was it because the corpse was still moving. No, absolutely not.
The two arrived at the back gate of the monastery, which was rather secluded and had only a small red door.
The brown marks were no longer discernible as either bloodstains or rust.
The small door was not locked; it was simply bolted from the inside.
Feng Zejian used his ethereal ability to pass through and pulled open the bolt.
When Feng Zejian pulled the bolt, he felt as if something was covering the back of his hand, preventing him from pulling it.
But Feng Zejian ignored all that and directly forced his way in with violence.
The bolt fell to the ground. Feng Zejian withdrew his hand and grabbed the doorknob with his other hand. With a strange sound like a wail, the back door of the monastery opened.
On the other side of the red gate, there was a somewhat blurry black magic circle. Over time, the color had faded, making it impossible to discern its exact nature.
Upon reaching the monastery's backyard, one finds it overgrown with weeds, and the stables and cowsheds are in a state of disrepair, covered in dark brown grime.
It's clear that there were some traces of life here.
What is striking is a well that is weighed down by a stone.
It was chained up, as if something extraordinary was sealed away.
Ignoring all that, Feng Zejian directly pulled out the long iron nail that was embedded in the ground to secure the chain.
Twelve Nights looked at the back door, which had long been closed, and felt a little worried.
"Is it possible that a demon is sealed inside?"
Feng Zejian didn't take it seriously and continued to pluck them one by one.
"I've never seen a real demon in my life, let me show you."
Looking up, Twelve Nights saw a nun with a livid face and a fierce look standing in the window of a distant church, or rather, a ghost nun.
Twelfth Night pointed to the window.
"Apprentice, look quickly."
Chapter 412 The Seal Was Not a Demon After All
Feng Zejian raised his head and looked in the direction that Shierye was pointing.
He saw nothing at first, but then he activated his True Sight and saw the ghost nun.
But Feng Zejian still looked confused.
"What? I can't see it."
The hair on my head stood on end in the twelfth night.
"Can't you see her?"
Feng Zejian nodded, turned off the Eye of Truth, and the ghost nun disappeared from his sight.
"In a sense, yes."
Feng Zejian had two guesses: one was that Twelve Nights had a special eye technique that allowed her to see ghosts; the other was that the ghost had locked onto her, allowing only her to see it, thus creating panic for her.
Then Twelve Nights said again, "That woman smiled at me, how scary."
Feng Zejian nodded.