Chapter 396

Dalton was locked by Shang Wenxuan's powerful thoughts, and his breathing was tight, it felt like someone was choking his neck.

Dalton sensed that death was imminent, and he knew that if he didn't come up with proof within ten counts, he would surely die.

In just a short time, Dalton had countless thoughts in his mind, and he suddenly said in a hurry, "My ancestor left me a piece of text from the Great Xia Dynasty. I don't know it, but I recited it and can write it to me. you!"

Dalton still had a fluke, and did not say that what was left was a map of the Temple of Creation, but a paragraph of text.

Everyone present frowned. There are not many people who know the characters of the Daxia Dynasty. They can't find someone to identify them right now.

Everyone thought that this was an excuse that Dalton came up with in panic, in order to save his life.

But none of them included Shang Wenxuan and Han Fei.

Because Han Fei and Shang Wenxuan were in the Great Xia Dynasty, how could they not know the writings of the Great Xia Dynasty.

"Write it down."

Shang Wenxuan's eyes flashed, and he immediately waved Owen to get the pen and paper.

At this time, Shang Wenxuan believed it a little bit. If Dalton only mentioned one creation temple, of course, his credibility is very low.

However, he still has the text of the Daxia Dynasty in his hand, and ordinary people can't make it up.

Shang Wenxuan only needs to take a look at what he wrote down, and he can naturally judge the truth of what Dalton said.

Owen quickly took the pen and paper and handed it to Dalton.

At this moment, all eyes were on Dalton.

At this time, they thought that Shang Wenxuan was still holding on to the last ray of hope to see if Dalton could write something.

Dalton did not dare to hesitate, and immediately picked up the pen on the paper and wrote it according to the Daxia words in his memory. He did not write all the words out, and he did not dare to scribble.

He just hesitated a little, then wrote the first paragraph on the parchment scroll.

"Write, finish."

Dalton was about to hand the text to Owen, but Han Fei suddenly said, "Write another copy."

Delia looked startled, and she asked suspiciously, "Brook, do you know the characters of the Daxia Dynasty?"

Han Fei nodded slightly, "I'm very interested in history. I've learned a little bit of Chinese characters from the Great Xia Dynasty. If it's relatively simple, I should be able to understand it."

Hearing this, Delia didn't even think about it, and immediately shouted at Dalton, "Write another copy right away."

Shang Wenxuan glanced at Han Fei in surprise, as if a little surprised that there were still people present who understood the words of the Daxia Dynasty.

It's just that after Han Fei entered the game for the second time, he didn't start a live broadcast. The outside world doesn't even know whether he is still alive or not, so naturally he can't know his identity and appearance in the Western Fantasy World.

After Shang Wenxuan noticed that Han Fei was only a fourth-order mage, he withdrew his gaze and did not take it too seriously.

At this time, Shang Wenxuan didn't even take Victor and Delia seriously. If he could look at Han Fei a few more times, he could be regarded as worthy of him.

"Write two more copies!"

Victor didn't seem to be outdone, and also shouted in a deep voice.

Dalton didn't dare to put one, and after handing the first copy to Owen, he honestly wrote two more copies, and gave them to the people of the Church of Light and the Chris Empire, and asked them to send them back.

When Shang Wenxuan saw the line of text above, he was shocked, as if he saw something incredible.

And when Han Fei got the text that said the Great Xia Dynasty, his reaction was exactly the same as Shang Wenxuan's, his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had lost his soul.

Seeing his reaction, Delia guessed that Han Fei might recognize what was written on it, and she hurriedly asked, "Brook, what is written on it!?"

Not only Delia is curious, everyone is curious.

The players in the live broadcast room of course knew that Shang Wenxuan could understand the words of the Daxia Dynasty, so they kept paying attention to his expressions.

When he saw Shang Wenxuan's reaction, he immediately understood that something must have been written on it, otherwise he would not have had such a reaction from him, who was always calm and calm.

But the piece of paper from the Church of Light was in Fang Xingchen's hand, and he was staring at the text on it.

The reason why Viktor wants one is not to be outdone or something.

He was going to bring back the Guangming Church to find someone to recognize the words on it. With the strength of the Guangming Church, it was not difficult to find someone who could understand the words of the Great Xia Dynasty.

But at this time, Fang Xingchen took the initiative to come up to see the content above.

Although Victor was a little surprised, he did not refuse because he knew Fang Xingchen's identity.

Fang Xingchen naturally couldn't understand it, but he opened his mouth and asked in Chinese, "Can anyone understand?"

Fang Xingchen asked about the people in the live broadcast room, but he didn't report much hope, because he knew very well that he could count the people who knew the characters of the Great Xia Dynasty with a single finger.

"Apart from Shang Tang's boss, only Emperor Han knows this ghost painting talisman, right?"

"Emperor Han has been diving for many years, and the ghost knows where he went."

"The anchor, if you ask us, it's better to ask the big boss of Shangtang directly, although he may slash you with a sword (funny.jpg)"

"Boss Lei may know him, but unfortunately he doesn't live broadcast anymore, and it's hard to find him."

The curiosity of the audience in the live broadcast room was also suddenly hooked, and one by one they encouraged Fang Xingchen to ask Shang Wenxuan.

Fang Xingchen is not a fool, even if Shang Wenxuan knew that he was a player, he would not necessarily regard him as an onion.

Even if you ask in the past, most of them will only be self-indulgent.

"I know."

"I know!"

"I know it!!"

At this time, someone in the live broadcast room suddenly swiped dozens of screens in a row, and directly dominated the screen.

Players didn't care at first. When they saw the ID of the person who spoke, they all went crazy, because that person's name was "If you have milk, you are a wolf".

The IDs and forum IDs of players speaking in the live broadcast room are bound and cannot be changed, and everyone knows that Cain's forum ID is this "milk is a wolf".

"Haha, I'm dying! Little Cain cheated!"

"Why did you forget, Cain's little friend has been alive since the Great Xia Dynasty!"

"Quick, quick, little Cain, help us translate it!"

Zhao Yi was quite proud at first, but when he saw a group of people in the live broadcast room calling him his little friend, his face suddenly turned black, and he immediately typed a line in the live broadcast room.

"Why should I translate for you. A group of younger brothers."

After Zhao Yi finished typing, he suddenly smiled and continued to type on the live broadcast room, "It's all called Brother Cain, Uncle Cain, I'm considering whether to help you translate."

The next moment, the people in the live broadcast room swiped the screen neatly and uniformly.

"Brother Cain!"

"Brother Cain, help us translate! (My sixteenth year.jpg)"

"Master Cain!"

"Cain's little ancestor!"

Zhao Yi instantly got endless satisfaction in his heart, and even his emoji package was automatically ignored.

"For the sake of your brothers' sincerity, I'll help you translate. This sentence is written."