Chapter 165: Clear the Theater and Continue to Advance

[You have obtained a performance prop in the drama - "The Hunt": a rusty short knife]

In the early morning of August 22, Li Feng opened his eyes. On the desk in front of him were the performance props he had just obtained through the third floor of the Sad Theater.

It was a short knife with some rust on the corners. Li Feng picked it up and looked at it carefully.

In my impression, the hunter in the story used this short knife to gouge out the heart of the queen's stepdaughter.

Go fishing.

Like the previous two times, Li Feng got another exquisite green ribbon after fishing for a short knife.

Turning on the gas lamp on the table, Li Feng held the green ribbon up to the light, and lines of small words appeared on the ribbon.

"I regret it so much. I should have cut off her head, arms, and legs. I should have ordered my men to throw all her limbs into the fire.

I should order archers to guard the fire and shoot down any animal that flies out of the fire. Bats, crows, and birds will not be spared.

However, I did not do this, so I paid a huge price. "

‘These words seem to be from the Queen’s perspective. ’

Li Feng recalled the performance just now.

On the stage, even though the hunter cut out the stepdaughter's heart, when the hunter left, the girl stood up again and ran into the forest.

So, the stepdaughter is not dead, she is back for revenge.

He couldn't explain why, but Li Feng always felt that compared to the vicious queen who killed her stepdaughter, the stepdaughter felt more weird and unpredictable.

Thinking back to the stepdaughter's appearance on the stage, with her black hair, snow-white skin, and lips redder than blood.

Not to mention the ability to lose a heart and still remain intact.

So, what is she?

…

The morning sun shines on the sea.

When the wharf area of ​​Wind's End City became busier, people discovered that the lights on the third floor of the Theater of Sorrow were on again.

In the inn, the Spellweavers of Violet Eyes were eating breakfast calmly.

Since the other person is a demigod, what is there to be surprised about?

"Is it necessary to wait until the end?"

Archmage Gwent asked Strongwine that repeated failures had made him tired of Wind's End.

"certainly."

The female dwarf archmage smelled the wine in the glass and said:

“I think there must be something on the top floor of the Theater of Sorrow.

When that being passed the seventh floor and all the lights in the theater came on, I thought something big must have happened in Wind's Breath. "

"What's the big deal?"

Quint asked with a frown.

"have no idea."

Lijiu shrugged his shoulders, glanced in the direction of the window, and continued:

"Just because Penros Fell, the governor of Storm Island, has no secret attitude towards the Theater of Sorrow, I feel there is something wrong.

Moreover, because of the sacrificial time, we are one step ahead of the demigod.

Although it is not possible to crack the performance on each level for the time being, as long as we get the content of the performance, we can make deals with the tyrants of the sea city.

Among the extraordinary beings of the Endless Sea, who doesn’t want to explore the secrets of the Lost Land? "

…

The sun sets and the moon rises. After figuring out the rules for entering the Theater of Sadness, Li Feng and Shia's subsequent exploration went smoothly.

At midnight on August 23, they entered the fourth floor of the Theater of Sorrow.

The story unfolding on the fourth floor is.

It turned out that the queen knew some witchcraft. She passed through the water and found that her stepdaughter was hiding in the forest and was not dead.

In a rage, she ordered someone to capture a python and take a basin of its blood.

The curtain fell and the story ended. Shia absorbed the power of the black dragon ancestor and destroyed this place.

Li Feng was also successfully promoted to the second level and sixth level hunter.

Because after passing the fourth floor of the theater, they obtained a prop - a bottle of python blood.

Li Feng fished for the bottle of python blood and got a red ribbon with the following words:

"There are no inhabitants in the forest anymore. For the sake of my border, I can only do this."

…

At midnight on August 25, Li Feng and Shia entered the fifth floor of the Sad Theater again as scheduled.

Compared with the previous floors, the story on the fifth floor is much simpler and is also related to the story on the previous floor.

In the story, the queen poured the blood of a python into a vermilion cup according to a secret method.

Li Feng discovered that the cinnabar cup was exactly the same as the cinnabar cup he had received.

As the python's blood was poured in, the queen placed another grain of moonlight in the cinnabar cup.

Then she caught a snowflake from the castle window and put it in the cup.

Finally, the queen dropped snake blood mixed with moonlight and snowflakes on an ordinary apple.

Miraculously, as soon as the thick snake blood meets the apple, it seeps directly into the apple without a drop being wasted.

The originally ordinary apple had turned blood red after being cast with snake blood mixed with moonlight and snowflakes.

Even if you look at it from a distance, you can feel the attractive crystal of the apple.

At this point, the story ends.

Shia absorbed the power of his ancestors, and Li Feng was successfully promoted to a second-level, seventh-level hunter.

After they passed the fifth floor of the theater, they got the performance props-winter snowflakes.

Looking at the snowflakes in the glass bottle that did not melt even in the middle of summer, Li Feng started fishing.

As before, he got a white ribbon with the following words:

"There are no inhabitants in the forest anymore and there is no food. I think my stepdaughter will eat this apple."

…

Time flies, at midnight on August 27th, on the sixth floor of the Sad Theater.

Li Feng and Xia sat in the audience and began to watch tonight's performance.

The story continues on the fifth level.

According to the secret method, the queen put the prepared apples into the basket, then she put on a cloak and filled the basket with colorful ribbons.

Seeing those ribbons, Li Feng confirmed one thing.

The performance continued. The queen dressed up as an old woman selling ribbons. She left the castle at night and walked into the forest in the morning light.

In the forest, the queen found some footprints. She followed the footprints and came to a cave.

Without much hesitation, the queen put down the basket and left quickly.

The noise outside startled the stepdaughter who lived in the cave. She walked out of the cave and saw the colorful ribbons scattered on the ground.

The stepdaughter liked it very much. She picked up the ribbon and tied it to her black hair.

But soon, she found the blood-red apple hidden under the ribbon.

The hungry stepdaughter ate the apple, and soon, she fell to the ground as if she was stuck and never moved again.

The story ends here.

As before, Xia absorbed the power of the ancestors. Under the influence of the huge power, only the ruins of the sixth floor of the theater remained.

Li Feng was successfully promoted to the second-level eighth-level hunter.

And got the prop - an apple.

Li Feng took this, which was just an ordinary apple, and fished for a while.

As expected, he got a purple ribbon with the following words:

"Throw away the apple, I was wrong, I shouldn't use the apple, I should use the dagger.

I was too cowardly, I didn't dare to face her, so I paid the price."

...

At midnight on August 29, the seventh and last floor of the Sad Theater.

"Is the story going to end today?"

In the audience, Xia asked Li Feng through the contract.

Li Feng thought about it and replied:

"It should be."

As they talked, the curtain on the stage was raised, and the last performance began.

Although each performance did not mark the time when the story took place.

But from the setting of the performance, Li Feng could feel that the story of the seventh performance was many years after the previous performance.

The beginning of the story was the prince of a neighboring country who had appeared before. He walked into the forest with his servants.

Soon, he found his stepdaughter motionless in front of the cave.

But unlike other explicit styles, the story of the prince and the stepdaughter started directly from the next day.

Li Feng was a little puzzled, how did the god of harmony work here.

The performance continued on the stage. The stepdaughter confided her tragic life experience to the prince. The prince was obsessed with the stepdaughter and sympathized with her experience.

The prince led his troops into the queen's bedroom, forced her to abdicate, and announced that he would be loyal to the stepdaughter and offer her the land.

This scene ended, and the stage scenery changed, and it was the scene of the stepdaughter's coronation.

The girl without a heart, cold as a corpse, wore the crown and became the queen in the love of the people and the support of the prince.

And her stepmother, as if she had not been punished, also stood in the cheering crowd.

After that, the curtain fell and the show ended.

This ending made Li Feng full of questions.

Not to mention that the prince was an unjust child, the life-and-death war between the queen and the stepdaughter before was just over like this?

Recalling the meaning of the last scene, it seems that as long as the queen abdicates and returns the country to the stepdaughter as a princess, this matter will be over.

This is too much like the happy ending in a fairy tale.

‘It shouldn’t be. ’

Li Feng wondered in his heart.

If the story is resolved like this, then on the ribbon he got through fishing, the queen repeatedly said that she paid a price for it.

What exactly is her price? It can’t be that she abdicated and stopped being a queen, right?

There seems to be a hidden story, or another unknown side to the story.

Moreover, looking at the seventh floor, which is almost in ruins, Li Feng is also curious.

When the lights of the Sad Theater are all on, where will this tower go?

Just when Li Feng still had no clue, the system information appeared in front of him again:

You have successfully promoted to a second-level ninth-level hunter.

…

The sun sets, and a few bright stars are embedded in the blue-purple sky.

On the evening of August 31, two days have passed since the day when all the people passed the Sad Theater.

Now, the seven-story Sad Theater has all lit up with warm yellow lights.

To everyone's surprise, even if someone has passed all the Sad Theater, the theater has not disappeared or changed in any other way.

It just lights up all the warm yellow lights in a ostentatious way, illuminating the coast of the dock area of ​​Fengxi City.

Reminding people that this matter is not over yet.

In Fengxi Castle, Li Feng found a secluded small garden and sat on a bench.

Today is August 31. In a few hours, the seventh game cycle will end, and he should return to the player world.

Li Feng sat on the bench, blowing the gradually cool night breeze, and began to review his experience in the seventh game cycle.

In the past half month, the most important thing for him, and the thing that made him gain the most, is the Sad Theater.

In this half month, he and Xia passed all seven floors of the theater.

And his rank was promoted from the second rank, second level, to the current second rank, ninth level.

The system issued a player cycle task that required players to be promoted to the third level. Li Feng was now only one level away from completing it.

In any case, this task was no longer stressful for him.

Looking back on his experiences over the past few days, Li Feng suddenly felt a little emotional.

He was promoted so quickly this time, all because he embraced the black dragon's thigh.

Otherwise, I might still be recovering from self-inflicted injuries.

As for Shia, because of the ancestral power in the theater.

She has been promoted to a second-level seventh-level spellweaver, which is a direct improvement of seven levels compared to before.

This made the greedy young dragon very happy.

So much so that she didn't care at all why the Theater of Sadness was still standing on Lighthouse Island.

"So you are here."

Accompanied by the last ray of sunset, Shia passed by the fence full of roses, walked up to Li Feng, and asked him with a smile:

"What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing important."

Li Feng smiled, waved his hand, and replied casually.

"Just tell me, even if it's not important, you can say it."

Shia said and sat next to Li Feng.

Because he was promoted to seven levels in just a few days, which was completely unimaginable to the dragon.

What's more, she also found a direction for future promotion.

Shia felt that all her original plans could be completed ahead of schedule.

"Well - it's nothing, I just suddenly realized that the soft rice tastes really good."

Under Shia's questioning, Li Feng made a joke.

Shia: "???Eh!"

Xia didn't expect Li Feng to say this at all, but she arched her eyebrows and took advantage of the topic and continued to say with a sweet smile:

"Then how about you continue to follow me from now on?

Anyway, I want to find more lost places, get more ancestral power, and then take revenge.

After I get my revenge, I will go home and inherit the throne, summon the trolls, elves...

Well, anyway, I want to rule the endless sea like my ancestors. "

Li Feng looked at Shia who had stood up and was pacing back and forth in front of him, planning for the distant future, and felt that the dragon was really greedy.

No matter where I was, I started to long for things in the long future.

But before Li Feng could say anything, Xia continued:

"But, I am a dragon. It is best to find an agent when I rule humans."

Shia walked up to Li Feng as she spoke. She bent down, lifted Li Feng's chin with her hand, and said in a true queen's voice:

"I think you are just right. I will make you king when the time comes."

Shia's actions made Li Feng a little dazed, and as the owner, he felt offended.

Laughing in his heart, Li Feng grabbed the wrist that lifted Shia's chin, pulled her down from her condescending position, then looked down at her and said:

"Don't forget, I am the master."

"Yeah?"

Shia was pulled down and squatted in front of Li Feng's knees, blinking her big eyes and smiling coquettishly, pretending to be stupid.

Looking at her look, Li Feng raised his hand and pretended to hit her on the head.

But the next second, there was a slight tearing sound in the air in front of him.

Li Feng felt that the wrist he held in his hand suddenly softened.

Taking a closer look, Shia had turned into a cat, lying on his lap with her belly exposed, and meowed twice.

"Well--"

Looking at the soft and cute little guy, Li Fenggang's raised hand did not hit her head after all. Instead, he couldn't help but touch her furry ears.

Li Feng sighed in his heart, feeling that his weakness had been caught, and sighed helplessly:

'Sure enough, the dragon is not only greedy, but also cunning. It seems that the only hobby in life has to change. ’

…

The dark sky hangs low, lit with countless stars.

Li Feng returned to his room and checked the locked doors and windows again.

After that, he turned off the light. In one hour, the seventh game cycle would end, and he would return to the player world.

In the darkness, Li Feng was about to lie down on the bed and rest for a while, but suddenly he smelled the smell of sea water coming from behind him.

Turned around suddenly.

Li Feng saw a gray-blue troll standing there by the window behind him, where the moonlight shone in.

In his hands, he held a voodoo doll in one hand and a white candle in the other.

It was the rumored tyrant of Haishi.

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